An Exemplary Student
Willow sat at her desk, staring over the top of her computer monitor at Ms. Calendar who was talking about their next assignment. Willow heard nothing, however. Earlier that period Ms. Calendar had dropped a pen on the floor. When she went to pick it up her skirt slid up a bit revealing the top edge of her stocking. Now Willow was overwhelmed with images of Ms. Calendar teaching in her underwear--silk stockings with garter belt, sheer lace bra and panties, creamy white skin. Willow squirmed in her seat as she imagined Ms. Calendar sitting on her desk, beckoning her best student to join her.
"Willow?" And like that, the fantasy was gone. Instead she was looking at the real Ms. Calendar and the classroom was empty.
"Huh?"
"Did you need something? The bell rang but you didn't leave. Did you have a question?"
"Oh, n-n-no. Sorry, I was just ... thinking about the program I'm working on." I better get out of here before I start babbling.
"Okay. I'll see you after school?"
"What?" Willow's face turned bright red.
"In the library? Giles asked me to help you with some online research."
"Oh... right... yeah, I'll see you then." Willow tried to remain calm as she grabbed her books and rushed towards the door. "Gotta go, I'm gonna be late for math." She sped out of the room and ran straight to her locker.
"Hey Wills."
"Buffy. Um... hi." Oh god, act normal.
"You okay? You look a little freaked out. Should I be slaying something?"
"No... no, everything's fine. I'm just a little stressed. Lots of homework to do."
"Oh, right. Sorry, not much help in that department. See you later in the library?"
"Yeah. I'll be there."
"Great." With that Buffy walked away and Willow slumped into her locker. Get it together. Get it together. Willow took a deep breath and tried to relax, got her books for math, and headed off to class. When she entered the classroom and saw her homely 60-year-old math teacher, she forgot all about Ms. Calendar.
"Ah, Ms. Calendar, thank you for coming by to help us today."
"Sure Giles, no problem. And call me Jenny."
"Right. Jenny," Giles blushed and turned into his office.
Ms. Calendar sat down next to Willow and leaned over to look at the computer screen. Willow could smell her crisp clean scent and when she turned her head she got a surprise peak down the front of Ms. Calendar's shirt. Gah! She's wearing a lace bra. Willow jumped up from her chair, knocking it over in the process.
"Willow? Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm f-f-fine. I just... I gotta go to the bathroom. Excuse me." She turned and practically ran out of the room.
That night Willow lay in bed thinking how she'd made a fool of herself that afternoon in front of Ms. Calendar. After her retreat to the bathroom, she'd returned and finally got some work done as her teacher was working on her laptop at the other end of the table. Now her thoughts returned to those she'd had during class--Ms. Calendar naked. She wanted to call her Jenny, but that level of intimacy existed only in Willow's fantasies. If only I could make her see me the way she sees Giles. Willow drifted off to sleep and dreamt of Jenny returning her affection.
Willow woke and shook off the dreams of her past. High school was over. She wasn't a babbling, geeky girl anymore. She was a woman now and a very powerful witch.
She rose from bed and walked to a large cage in the corner of her room. "Good evening, Puppy. Are you hungry? You want something to drink tonight?"
Crouched in a corner of the cage was Jenny Calendar. She was pale and thin, naked except for a braided leather collar around her neck and matching cuffs on her wrists and ankles.
"Are you going to be a good puppy for me?"
Jenny slowly nodded.
"What's that? I can't hear you. Speak up puppy," Willow demanded. "I asked you a question."
"Y-y-yes," she whispered.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, m-m-mistress."
"Good puppy." Willow turned and left the room to get Jenny's dinner. She returned a few minutes later with a mug in hand. "I've got some nice warm blood for my little puppy," she cooed as she bent down and unlocked the cage. "Come on out." Willow opened the cage door and sat on the end of her bed.
Jenny crawled out of the cage and knelt before Willow, head bowed, hands clasped behind her back, her butt resting on her heels. Willow attached a leather leash to Jenny's collar, but let it fall to the floor--it was there if she needed it. She was confident that she would not; her pet was well trained.
"Change for me, puppy. Show me your real face."
Jenny looked up. Her brow was ridged and the tips of her fangs were visible at the edge of her lip. Yet she remained on her knees, her submission to Willow clear. There was fear in her golden eyes, fear of her mistress.
"Good. You may drink now."
Jenny picked up the mug and quickly drained the contents before it could be taken away from her. She had learned early on that starvation could become very painful for a vampire. She remembered when Willow had first taken her as a slave--she had been caged and denied blood for three weeks. Willow would occaisionally enter the room and threaten to ensoul her, to make her feel the pain of all the people she'd killed in the few weeks she'd been free between Angelus turning her and Willow enslaving her. In the four years she'd been there, Jenny had had no contact with anyone other than Willow and she was quite certain that no one knew Willow held her.
Once the mug was drained she sat it on the floor at Willow's feet and again clasped her hands behind her back.
"Kneel up."
Jenny rose up from her resting position, her eyes still trained on the floor before her.
"Was dinner good?"
"Yes, mistress. Thank you."
"Good. Now it's time for dessert." Willow leaned back on the bed and opened her legs. "Make me come and there'll be a reward for you."
Jenny moved between Willow's thighs and applied herself to the task before her. She'd learned years ago that while Willow's rewards weren't always what she might have wanted, they were certainly better than the punishments the witch was capable of dishing out.
"That's my good puppy... yeah... that's it...," Willow moaned in pleasure. "You can use your hands today,... ohhhhhhh, good puppy, don't stop."
Jenny had done as ordered and Willow was pleased. She had promised her puppy a reward if she performed well, and she always kept her promises. Of course, the reward was just as much for Willow as it was for Jenny.
"Come with me, puppy," Willow said as she walked out the door.
Jenny hesitated. She'd never been allowed outside her room before. Willow turned to look at her and waved her forward. Jenny stepped to the door and paused before tentatively crossing the threshold. Willow walked down the hallway and Jenny followed. A few doors down, Willow turned into another room. It was a bathroom.
Willow walked to the tub and turned on the water. As the tub began to fill, she poured in bubble bath that smelled like fresh apples. Willow inhaled and smiled. Miss Calendar's scent -- sweet, ripe apples. When the tub was over half full she turned the water off and turned to Jenny. "I want you to relax in the bath, puppy. Wash yourself for me, and then lay back and let the water soothe your body. You've earned this."
Jenny stepped into the tub and her mind was flooded with memories of her former life. In her time with Willow, she'd never had more than a sponge bath from a bucket of luke warm water. This was heaven. She knew in her heart that Willow had a reason for this, a reason she probably wouldn't like in the end, but she was determined to enjoy this while she could. She lowered herself into the water and lay back, dunked her head below the surface, and stayed there.
"Good puppy." Willow smiled. "I'll be back in 30 minutes. Don't try to leave the room," she warned. Jenny knew the tone. Most likely Willow had placed a spell on the door so Jenny would be hurt if she tried to leave. She'd learned long ago that Willow would not kill her, but that didn't mean she wouldn't hurt her.
While Jenny bathed, Willow went to her own bathroom and quickly showered. After, she dressed in clothes she hadn't worn since high school -- a white shirt and a brown corduroy jumper. She then pulled a few bags from her closet and carried them to Jenny's room. She removed several items from the bags and carefully laid them out on the bed -- white lace bra and panties, white stockings, a lavender silk blouse and a grey wool skirt. She'd taken these clothes from Ms. Calendar's home after her death. Sometimes she'd put them on and finger herself while thinking of the teacher she longed for. Now she was going to fulfill her fantasy. She'd been planning this for a long time, but hadn't felt that Jenny was ready yet. She was well trained now, though. Willow was confident that her puppy would do everything right.
Willow retrieved Jenny from the bath, finding the vampire clean and relaxed, smelling exactly like Willow's memories of Ms. Calendar. When she'd been led back to the room, Jenny had been surprised that Willow was offering her clothing -- she'd always been kept naked. When she looked at the clothes and realized they were her own from her life before, she began to get an idea what Willow had in mind. Willow's own choice of clothing had not gone unnoticed by Jenny. Combined with the clothes offered to her, it became clear that Willow wanted to relive the past in some way.
Jenny did her best to hide her fear, she dressed as instructed and was finally handed a pair of black stiletto heels. These were not hers from before, she never would have worn shoes like these to school. The shoes were obviously part of Willow's fantasy.
Once dressed, Willow again led Jenny from the room and into the hallway. Willow pulled a key from her pocket and unlocked a door at the end of the hall. She opened the door to reveal a set of stairs leading down into the basement. Willow turned on a light and took Jenny's hand; they walked down the stairs. The room at the bottom was an exact replica of the old computer class as Sunnydale High School, complete with a chalkboard.
"Remember when you used to be my teacher?" Willow asked softly.
"Y-y-yes, mistress."
"No, Ms. Calendar. Call me Willow. Do you remember?"
"Yes, W-w-willow."
"Good." Willow let go of her hand and walked towards her desk. "Teach me, Ms. Calendar. I'm a very eager student."
Jenny stood there looking at the room and at Willow. She wasn't sure what to do.
"Relax, Ms. Calendar. Why don't you give a lesson on HTML?"
"Right." Jenny walked to the board and picked up a piece of chalk. I can do this. I can do this... But how far am I supposed to take it? Jenny took a deep breath and turned to face the nearly empty room. "Can anyone tell me the opening tag for an HTML document?"
Willow raised her hand and smiled.
"Yes, Willow?"
"H-T-M-L. Inside angle brackets, of course." Willow's face glowed with pride.
"Very good, Willow. Would you like to come up to the board and show the class the key elements to an HTML document?"
"Yes, Ms. Calendar." Willow rose from her desk and walked to the front of the room, smiling all the way. When Jenny went to hand her the chalk, Willow let it fall to the floor. When she bent to pick it up, she ran her hand up Jenny's leg instead.
"Am I your best student, Ms. Calendar?" she breathed as she slid her hand up to the top of Jenny's stocking.
"Y-y-yes, Willow. You're an excellent student."
"But am I the best? Your favorite?" She pushed Jenny's skirt up and nuzzled Jenny's crotch.
"You're my favorite student, Willow. My best student." This was the first time Willow had ever done anything sexual to Jenny. It had always been the reverse, Jenny tending to Willow's needs.
Willow nibbled at Jenny through her panties. She grabbed Jenny by the hips and guided her to the edge of her desk. "Relax and let me show you how much I love being your student, Ms. Calendar." Jenny did as instructed. She sat on the edge of the desk, her skirt bunched up at her waist. Willow stood up and began to unbutton Jenny's blouse as she leaned in and kissed her softly. Jenny gasped in surprise and Willow slid her tongue into her teacher's mouth. Despite all the times Jenny had serviced Willow, this was their first kiss. Willow's kiss was soft yet firm, passionate, surprising. Jenny couldn't help but kiss back.
Willow dropped her mouth to Jenny's neck as she pushed the blouse off her shoulders. She kissed Jenny's neck and playfully bit her. "Willow!" Jenny shouted. "Unh..."
"You like that, Ms. Calendar? There's more." She lowered her head and began to lick and suck on Jenny's nipples and pushed her back to lay on the desk. Willow climbed up on the desk straddling Ms. Calendar and continued to tease her breasts. "You want me, Ms. Calendar?"
"Yes, yes, Willow. I want you."
"But you might get in trouble. You're a teacher, I'm just a student. This isn't right."
Jenny blinked at her. What does she want me to say? "I don't care. I want you. You're amazing, Willow. I need to be with you." Jenny hoped she'd chosen the right answer.
"Mmm... Ms. Calendar." Willow dove in for another kiss and guided Jenny's hands to the bottom of her jumper. Jenny wasted no time in pulling it up to reveal that Willow wore no underwear. Instead, she wore a harness. "You want me to fuck you, Ms. Calendar?"
"Y-y-yes," Jenny stammered. She reached between Willow's thighs and found that she was already soaking wet. Jenny was surprised to find that she was just as aroused as Willow. She was completely into the fantasy. "Please, Willow. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." She pushed Willow's jumper up and pulled it off of her and then ripped open her shirt. "No bra or panties. You're a naughty girl. Should I send you to the principal's office?
Willow pouted. "If you send me now, I won't be able to fuck you."
"Well, we can't have that now, can we? I'll just have to keep you after school for detention."
Willow smiled. "I like that idea better. I'm a bad girl, but you should be the one to punish me. Will you punish me, Ms. Calendar?" she asked as reached into the top drawer of the desk and pulled out a large, black dildo.
Jenny started panting when she saw the cock in Willow's hand. "Yeah... I'll punish you." She watched as Willow fit it into her harness.
Once in place, Willow reached down and stroked the cock as though it were real. "Does the nice teacher want a little bit of this?"
"Yes, god, yes. Please, Willow."
Willow slid her hand between Jenny's legs and teased her open. She slid two fingers inside her and ran her thumb over her clit. "You're so wet for me, Ms. Calendar. So wet and open." Willow slid off Ms. Calendar's body and knelt on the floor between her legs. "Wet for me," she whispered before lowering her mouth to Jenny's clit. Willow stroked her with her tongue and then gently bit down and tugged.
"Willow!" Jenny was so worked up and had been denied pleasure for so long that her orgasm rocked her body after only a few seconds of touch. "Fuck me, Willow. Please, I can't wait."
Willow ran her tongue over the bite mark on Jenny's inner thigh and felt a tremor run through Jenny's body. She licked it a few more times before she pulled her fingers from Jenny's body. Willow held her hips down as she thrust her tongue up inside her; another wave rolled through Jenny and Willow's mouth was flooded with her juices. She kept licking and sucking, swallowing as Jenny's body continued to come. Jenny tugged at Willow, urging her to move up her body. Willow rose and looked down at her, smiling.
"You want me teacher? You want me now?"
"Yes. I want you, Willow."
"Stand up and bend over the desk." Willow commanded.
Jenny did as instructed. The surface of the desk was cool against her breasts, her nipples were erect. Willow stood behind Jenny and nudged her legs apart. She ran her hand up and down Jenny's slit, smearing her juices around, then she pulled her hand away and repeated the action with the tip of her cock. "Say it, Ms. Calendar. Say that I'm your best student."
"Oh, Willow," she moaned. "You're the best. You're the best student I've ever had."
"Mmm... Ms. Calendar." Willow thrust inside Jenny's body in one smooth motion and then leaned over her, pressing kisses to her back. "You're so fucking beautiful, Ms. Calendar. I've been wanting to fuck you for so long."
She slowly began to slide in and out of Jenny's body and soon Jenny was writhing in pleasure and moaning. "Yeah... that's it... fuck me, Willow. Fuck me hard."
"You like it hard, Ms. Calendar?"
"Yes!"
"I bet you like it in the ass, too. Don't you?" Willow caressed Jenny's cheeks as she continued to pound in and out of her body.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"Maybe I can fuck your ass during detention." Willow suggested.
"Oh... yes... please." As Jenny neared another orgasm, Willow reached into the desk again and pulled out a small plastic remote control. Willow pressed a button and suddenly Jenny could feel vibrations every time Willow was pressed all the way inside her.
"Oh... Ms. Calendar... come for me. I'm gonna come, I want you to come with me." Willow reached around Jenny's waist and began teasing her clit while she continued to fuck her harder and harder. The vibrations in her harness were driving Willow closer and closer to the edge.
"Unh... Willow!!! I'm... I'm... coming, I'm coming. Oh... oh... oh," Jenny panted and squirmed. Her pussy clamped down on Willow's cock, keeping her from sliding out of Jenny's body.
As Willow's own orgasm hit she placed her wrist at Jenny's mouth. "Drink," she ordered. Jenny didn't hesitate. She let her fangs drop and bit into Willow's flesh. "Ohhhhhhhhh, yes, fuck yes." The sensation of Jenny drinking from her intensified the pleasure coursing through her body.
Willow had never offered Jenny her own blood before and Jenny knew that if she drank too much, she'd never taste it again. Yet, she wasn't sure how much her mistress would consider to be too much. After two mouthfuls, she pulled back and licked the wound to help it close. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Thank you, what?"
"Thank you, mistress." I guess the game's over.
"That's my good, puppy. Did you like your reward?"
"Y-y-yes, mistress. I liked it very much, mistress."
"Good. Are you looking forward to detention?"
At Willow's words, Jenny was aroused again. "Yes, mistress."
"Good. You're such a good puppy."