#presentation8

For all of his show of confidence, Jamie was truly nervous. Hearing the rustling of paper, the scratching of pencils, and the occasional cough or loud breath, he knew they had an audience. And audience that might in fact contain his partner’s mother. So, obviously, no pressure there. He’d been through higher pressure moments than this though and come out fine. He knew he would do well, for his partner and for himself. “Robin, please undress yourself and then me. I’m setting my timer for six minutes and thirty seconds. I want you to have us both undressed in that exact time. For every ten seconds you’re off I will make you wait an additional minute for your orgasm. Do you understand?” They had nothing but themselves and a low bench. He didn’t plan on needed anything else for this presentation.

When Robin learned that Jamie was blind, she couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make her a little nervous. But he seemed confident in himself enough that Robin was willing to follow him. Plus, their scene required very little of anything that sight would be all that important so Robin followed Jamie into the room. “Yes, Sir,” she agreed, stripping herself and putting the clothes in a pile before standing front of Jamie, “I’m here,” she whispered quietly before touching his shoulders and dragging her hands down his body to remove his shirt. She worked down his body, touching him so he would know where she was at. Her eyes darted over towards the timer and she thought she would have plenty of time and by the time she was done the time said she had 30 seconds left. “It says 30 seconds left, Sir,” she told him as she straightened up in front of him.

Robin was focused and attentive. He liked her manner quite a lot. She let him know where she was before touching him and kept in constant contact after that, all without needing to draw attention to his visual impairment. “Very well done Robin. We’ll only be adding three minutes to your time.” He’d positioned himself at the beginning in front of the bench and now slowly stepped back and when he felt the edge of the bench on the back of his legs, sat down. “Girl.” Jamie wasn’t into humiliation in any way, but wanted to respect the kink for Robin. The best he could do was to take away her name and the respect it afforded. It was strange to respect by not respecting. “Girl, I will give you one minute to prepare me to fuck you.” His cock lay flacid against his legs. “You may use your mouth, hands, or anything else as long as you get me fully aroused by the one minute mark. Again for every ten seconds you’re off I will make you wait a minute for your orgasm.” His fingers easily read over the braille marks on the buttons and set the timer for one minute.

She gave a quiet whimper at the knowledge that she would need to wait three extra minutes at some point, but she was nothing if not determined. Her head popped up in Jamie’s direction at the name. It wasn’t the most degrading name that Robin had been called, but she thought it was sweet of him to try at all. She dropped to her knees at his words and crawled towards him, rubbing the side of her face against his leg quickly and fluidly. “Yes, Sir,” she answered, getting up on her knees and a little to the side of him to allow others to see. She stroked his length a few times, getting a rhythm set, before wrapping her mouth over his tip and swallowing inches of him into her mouth. She didn’t get the chance to do a lot of oral with a male and the need quickly rose inside her. Within a few seconds she was moaning loudly, muffled by the member in her mouth, stroking the rest of it in her hand. She put on quite the show as the whole thing turned her slut-space into hyperdrive and by the time the minute had passed on his phone, Jamie was rock hard and throbbing. “Mmm, so hard, Sir,” she moaned quietly, stroking him softly to keep his erection.

Robin had the voice of an angel, but the mouth of a devil. She used her hands first to stroke him and then quickly took him into her mouth. With her hot, wet mouth and talented tongue working on his shaft he was soon hard and aching. It had been months since his cock had known anything other than his own right hand and he was definitely in danger of just shooting off right then and there. Luckily the timer went off. “Good girl. No more extra time. Now I want you to climb up here girl and slide down my cock nice and slow.” He’d described what he wanted her to do do ahead of time so that they wouldn’t have any awkwardness. She would sit in his lap, legs wrapped around him. “Remember no coming. There will be consequences for coming girl so I advise you to obey me.”

“Yes, Sir,” she moaned, licking her lips as she crawled up onto his lap, facing him with her arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist. She rocked her body over him a moment so his thick legnth could slip inside her, moaning loudly as she felt him spread her walls apart. “Oh god!” she moaned, feeling him enter her completely and she hung her head back in pleasure. Pepper’s array of dildos were amazing, but it had been so long since she’d be fucked by a proper dick she thought she’d lose it right there in the first ten seconds. “N-no, Sir...no cumming,” she repeated already breathless as she began to bounce on his cock, moaning and crying out with each bounce on top of him, feeling his member hit her inside her inner most core.

He was supposed to be in control, but feeling her clenching walls sliding down his length engulfing him in their heat. She fit him like a glove snug and tight. “No moving girl. Just sit. We move only when I move us. You don’t cum until I say. You look at my face and do not look away. Do not close your eyes.” Would he know if she had? Maybe she thought not, but he would. He’d hear the change in her breathing such an infraction was sure to cause in her. He would know because he knew this girl did not want to break the rules. This girl needed, just like himself, to be perfect. He let his sensitive fingers move up her back, squeezing the ample globes of her ass then up and over each nub of her spine, the curve of the scapula and around her shoulders, fingers curving over to toward the front. After timing his breathing with hers he used his hands to pull her down further on him, driving his cock deeper. From there it was a matter of the tiniest of movements to try and find all of the spots that pulled the sounds of pleasure from her. Once he had her insides mapped out his mind he would find each one and still with just the right amount of pressure, counting in his head slowly to ten before moving to another. On and on feeling her channel tighten around him enough to drive him to the edge of orgasm even though they were just sitting there. He felt her hair tickle his shoulder in a place that it hadn’t before. He raised a hand and swiftly brought a stinging slap down on her right cheek. “Don’t move. That will add an minute to your time.” Now it was time to bring her to edge herself. He brought his hands down to her hips and began to pump his cock up in short tiny bursts sliding against her clit and pounding one of the most sensitive spots over and over again.

Robin let out a whimper as she was told not to move, and to be honest she wasn’t sure she could do it. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly she could taste it. “Please Sir,” she begged quietly as she tried desperately to stay still. She focused on his eyes and facial features as she was told to look at him and while it would be weird in most situations, it wasn’t for some reason with Jamie. Maybe because she knew he couldn’t actually see her, that’s what she chalked it up to as she kept her gaze on him. She gasped as she felt Jamie’s fingers, teasing and calculatingly running up the thick of her spine, and she swore she felt every touch he made individually. “Oh my god...I can’t...i can’t even explain how interesting that feels,” she moaned, trying to find words to explain to both him and the audience, but her tongue was tripping over itself. Another sharp moan erupted from the girl, echoing off the walls as more of his thick length was pressed deep inside her tight, wet core, “Oh god Sir,” she moaned along with the movement. She yelped out loudly, cutting through the quiet room as she felt Jamie’s firm, hard hand against her flesh. “Y-yes, Sir,” she moaned, each slight, teasing movement inside her. When he changed her position slightly to be able to thrust himself hard and strictly inside her she couldn’t control her body as it rocked against him, her clit rubbing against his body as she moaned loudly and squeezed her fingers against the back of his neck.

The whimpers and moans that each thrust and movement pulled from Robin were like music to his ears. “Close now aren’t you girl? I could let you. Could push inside just… like.. this..” He swiveled his hip and thrust up at the same time. “Over and over until you cum like a fountain.” He stilled just holding her down on him. “But we have four minutes to wait don’t we?” Not needing eyes to make the timer worked it set it for what was going to be a long four minutes. He kept still but let his hands begin to wander her body searching for any and all of her erogenous zones. While his hands danced down her spine and began playing with her smooth ass cheeks, delving between to circle her most intimate entrance and then further to touch where they were connected, his mouth worked at the pulse point in her neck, sucking and occasionally biting. His hips just circled and pushed, circled and pushed, circled and pushed for agonizingly long moments. He felt himself so close to the edge his thighs were shaking, but when the timer went off he was able to keep his voice even. “Good girl. Now you may cum. Cum for me!” As he said the words he brought a hand between them to find her clit with his thumb, holding on to her hip with the other so he could begin to fuck her in earnest.

“So...so close,” she whimpered through huffed grunts and heavy breathing as she remained pressed against him. Each push insider her caused Robin to only be able to focus on the feeling of his length working every inch of her needy center. “Oh god please,” she begged quietly, needing so desperately to move on top of him, but her need for perfection and need to please him was over taking her in every way. For a blind man...it was shocking to Robin how well he could explore her body. “Please Sir...oh my god, your hands are hitting parts of my body I didn’t know felt like this,” she moaned loudly, a surge of arousal coursing through her as Jamie’s movements and touches were so calculating Robin was sure he must be some kind of tantric expert. Her whimpers and whines became harder and higher as Jamie continued his movement and pressing against her pressure points. Robin couldn’t contain how she was reacting, moaning loudly and wildly, her body shaking in anticipation as her arousal burned through her body. She was right on the edge for what felt like hours, her body sweating and her hands pawing more and more into the back of Jamie’s neck. When Jamie added his mouth to her heated skin, Robin was going to lose it. “Please...Sir Please...Please I have to cum please,” she begged hotly, her eyes remaining on his face though she wasn’t even sure she was seeing straight. When Jamie gave her the okay to cum Robin wasn’t even sure how she did it but suddenly she was cuming hard and loud. Honestly, she was making sounds she wasn’t sure she had ever made before. And it just kept cumming - over and over her body shook and her voice screamed as ever nerve in her body was firing under her skin and she swore it was a full two minutes before her body finally started to settle and the girl collapsed against Jamie’s body.

Her begging was more of a turn on then he thought it would be. “Wait.” He sucked hard on her neck. “You will wait.” It might have read as a threat of punishment to the audience, but it was meant as assurance. “You can do this angel. Hold on for me. Just a while longer.” He whispered the words directly into her ear, not to be heard by anyone other than Robin. He drove her on until finally he could let her go, ordering her to cum. And cum she did, squeezing his cock over and over like a vise sending him over the edge with her. He grunted pushing up into her once more and stilling as he spilled and spilled. “Fuck. Yes, girl, yes. Good girl. So good.” When she collapsed against him he held her tightly running his hands up her back in soothing circles. She was still twitching around him. His breath synced with hers gradually slowing down. When they were just there, him soft but still inside her holding each other tight, breaths matched, heart rates slowing, he whispered again. “You did perfectly angel.”

She couldn’t help the growl as she was denied because this was an amazing form of denial and she barely knew what to think. The term was not one she’d heard in a long time and as much as she tried to push back past memories, she couldn’t. So now the intense sexual feeling was combining with an emotional one and the intensity was bringing beautiful tears to her eyes. As Jamie continued his tantric teasing, Robin was fighting the urge to completely fall apart at the seam with grunts, growls and heavy breaths. Once Robin had cum and her body was trying to get back to its normal state, her skin shuttered and bumped at Jamie’s smooth rubs over it, creating an entirely new intense sensation. “Thank you, Sir,” she whispered breathlessly.

James simply held her for long moments. Perhaps the audience would be getting antsy, but that was not his concern. His concern was to take care of Robin. Finally and with less grace then he would have wanted to display, but without embarrassing himself too much, he lifted her up off of his lap and on to the bench next to him. It was then just a matter of reaching behind and finding the robes he’d placed there to get them covered up. “Would you be so kind as to gather our clothes sweet girl?” He reached up to cup her cheek and only then felt the wetness there. “Are you alright?” He asked, his voice laced with worry. “Come with me. We’ll take care of you.” He turned his face toward where the audience; where the heads sat and nodded. “Thank you for your attention and thoughts. I would like to bring this submissive to my suite for aftercare, now.”

Robin felt lighter than air as Jamie placed her next to him on the bench. She had to focus herself a little better and get herself out of her bliss and be able to focus on what he was saying. In an effort to assist Robin quietly saw the robes Jamie was reaching for and covertly pushed them against his hand. She smiled when Jamie touched her face, nodding with his hand on her cheek, “I’m perfectly fine Sir, I promise,” she said honestly, “just happens sometimes when things get intense.” As Jamie ended their scene, Robin gathered their clothes in one arm and linked onto his with the other, walking out of the room together.

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Xavier bit his lip, looking down at Axel kneeling before him. He ran a hand through the boy’s hair, scratching lightly at his scalp, trying to put himself at ease. He was nervous as hell, but he was trying to be solid. “You ready baby?” he asked. He’d organized some flash cards, information equal to a first or second grade set of knowledge. Axel had been with him all morning, coloring, lingering in his Little space, and he hoped nothing he did would bring him out during the scene. “Do you remember what Daddy told you we’re going to do?” It was a simple concept. Axel had to answer the questions, and if he got them wrong, he would be forced to eat something he didn’t like in Little space - steamed spinach. If he got the questions right, he would get treats when they got back to his room. Simple, and he hoped, something that would get them a decent grade.

Axel was both nervous and excited for this presentation. Knowing the heads were watching and hearing voices of curious on lookers only made the nerves more. He hated that his was open to the whole campus but for now he pushed those thoughts away. Axel was glad to have been in his little space all day. He had on a frilly skirt and thigh highs with a simple shirt. He gave a nod “yes, Daddy. I need to answer question. If I get them right I get something yummy but if I get it wrong I get yucky greens.” He said making a face at the idea of the greens.

Xavier chuckled and cupped Axel’s chin lightly. “That’s right, baby boy. Every wrong answer and you get a bite of spinach, so you better have your thinking cap on.” Settling onto a low bench, he looked down at Axel, picking up the first card. “What does an author do?”

Axel snuggled not into the others hand for a moment and have a soft sigh “I understand daddy.” He said before trying to sit still and not fidget as Xavier spoke “uhhhh wait they…they are the ones that write the book? Right?”

Xavier nodded and smiled at the sub. “Right. Good job, baby.” He went through a few more questions, praising Axel for his correct answers, wondering if they would get through this without having to inflict the punishment planned. “What’s 54 minus 17?”

Axel was glad with the couple he had gotten right, it was making him feel good but then math came. He hesitated for a moment and tried to do the subtraction in his head “uh…uh…uh 47…no wait 38? 39?” He listed off wrong answer after wrong answer.

Xavier lifted his eyebrows, then slowly shook his head. “Nope. Good try, baby, but it’s 37.” Reaching over, he picked up the bowl of spinach, forking up a bite and holding it out to Axel with an expectant expression. “Open up.”

Axel already had a glower on his face, unhappy with the spinach that was now infront of him. He opened his mouth and took a bite before making a small gagging noise as he swallowed it “gross!” He whimpered as he finished the bite.

Xavier took his chin in a firmer grip, holding Axel’s gaze. “Maybe but you knew what would happen, little one,” he said with a little nod. “No more complaning if you get one wrong, okay?”

Axel held Xavier’s stare, sinking in a bit but nodded “yes, Daddy. I’m sorry, daddy.” He mumbles hoping he didn’t get anymore wrong cause the taste in his mouth wasn’t one he was enjoying and was hoping would be gone soon.

Xavier patted his cheek gently. “Thank you.” He set down the bowl, continuing to ask questions, focusing on the submissive in front of him. He was a little worried this wasn’t going to do well, but he thought maybe things were going okay, despite how simple things were.

Axel was relaxing more and more he was with Xavier, he would think of an answer, biting his tongue or humming as he though. Currently he was stuck on a hard one, the Capital of California and Axel was trying to figure it out. There were so many cities it could have been “uh….San Francisco?”

Xavier crinkled his nose, then shook his head. “Nope. Sacramento, little one. You know what that means,” he said, picking up the bowl again.

Axel watched to fight the forkful of spinach that he knew was coming “can…can it be a smaller bite than last time, daddy? Please?” He begged softly knowing it likely wouldn’t have happened but it was worth a chance.

Xavier looked at Axel seriously. “Little one,” he said warningly.

Axel sighed softly knowing it was pointless to fight him. He opened his mouth and took the bite of spinach, again making a face as he swallowed it but this time he said nothing negative about the mushy greens he had to eat.

Xavier nodded and fed him the bite. “Good boy.” Once Axel had the bite down, he set aside the bowl, picking up the cards again. “Three more questions, little one. Okay?”

Axel wished he had something better tasting to wash this taste down with. He tried not to think about the taste and nodded “I’m ready for the questions, daddy.” He said softly resting his head on his hands as he propped his elbows onnthe table.

Xavier reached out to tap Axel’s nose with a grin. He was a little relieved they were almost finished, his nerves starting to make themselves way too known. The next two questions went fine, and he smiled, knowing they were almost finished. “What are the five senses, baby?”

Axel smiled brightly at the touch to his nose, humming happily with each answer he got right. He loved feeling smart when he got something right. Bouncing slightly in his seat as he thought “see, hearing, tasting, smell and um….feeling?” He asked hopeful biting his lip and giving small glares to the bowl of green.

Xavier grinned brightly, reaching out to cup Axel’s cheek. “Very good, little one,” he praised. “That was all of them, good job. Come on, we can go back to my room and I think you did well enough to earn one treat.”

Axel smiled as the hand cupped his cheek he snuggled into it before nodding “thank you, daddy.” He said reaching up and grabbing the switches hand he turned to the switch waiting for him to say good bye to the heads so he could to.

Xavier kissed the top of Axel’s head before turning and thanking the heads for their time. He let out a shaky breath once they were offstage, tugging Axel into a tight hug.