Anne knelt on the ground panting from her orgasm, her entire body trembling from the strength of it as the water drummed into her flushed skin. She knelt there, her chest heaving as she regained her breath and voice.

Anne felt her hair grasped and head moved around, her vision filled with the sight of Vera's smooth pussy, the outerlips glistening with a moisture although Anne couldn't tell if it was her own or left there but the shower. She heard the words and, needing no further invitation leant forward, letting the sight, smell and feel of Vera's sex fill up her entire world.

Anne's arms reached up her fingertips first lightly touching Vera's upper thigh as her lips made contact with her shaven lips, but soon snaked around holding Vera's toned arse-cheeks as her tongue dove between the Head Girls glistening folds. Within moments Anne's tongue was running in long slow strokes through those wet inner lips, Anne herself taking enormous pleasure from the taste, smell and simple fact that she was giving pleasure to the silver haired woman. She continued licking, running her tongue over the long length of Vera's sex, pausing to swirl it around the small nub of pleasure that Vera had manipulated so expertly on Anne herself.

Pulling back for a moment to take a breath she belatedly realised Vera's instructions, and looked upwards, the smile that was on her face radiant.

"You taste gorgeous Mistress" Anne said, her voice breathy. Distracted, she forgot the second part of the command and pushed her head back between Vera's legs and continued her running her tongue between the soaked folds.

Despite the rough gesture, the student was more than willing to comply. This was something Anne offered the Head Girl in a previous meeting afterall. But now, Vera was giving the orders. Her pet wasted no time wrapping her arms around the other woman and plunging that warm tongue deep into her folds. "Ooo..." Vera stroked her fingers through her pet's hair as she began to hungerly eat her Mistress out. The student was learning, letting that tongue swirl and linger over her hidden pearl before moving onto the main course.

The woman was hardly pausing to take a breath. "Mmm..." fingers gripped the woman's hair only to loosen again as she moaned softly. Despite her pleasure, Vera remained in control. Her hips did not rock forward though Anne could still taste the Head Girl's arousal. The slave stopped only briefly to praise her Mistress before buring her face between her thighs once more. Though it was not everything she ordered, the silver haired woman found no reason to complain. The young student was becoming more and more obedient while also becoming more sexually awakened. If servicing the Head Girl brought her so much joy and pleasure, there was no reason to prevent that train of thought.

The taste of Vera's sex grew the more Anne's tongue explored the woman's tight insides. She grew wet as she began to moan softly. The Head Girl enjoyed herself and this moment. Her breathing grew deeper as did her moans. Her insides began to shiver and contract hungerly around the invading tongue. Her toes curled against the smooth shower floor. Then, she suddenly gripped Anne's hair and pulled her closer. She buried the woman's face in her cunt as hot juices gushed over her lips and face. Vera groaned, enjoying the wave of euphoria washing over her senses. "Yesss, take it all," she hissed with pleasure, "Lick every drop, pet." She ordered as her grip loosened.

The noises coming from Vera galvanised Anne to greater lengths, pushing her tongue deep inside the Head Girls pussy, tasting the rich flavor within.

She was rewarded by Vera gripping her hair tightly, pushing her head so her nose and lips were pressed tight against her sex, cutting off Anne's ability to breath. Rather than fight to get away however, Anne responded by fucking the gorgeous woman with her tongue with abandon, driving it still deeper as Vera's own orgasm started. She could feel the sudden contractions of Vera's inner walls and it thrilled her, that she was driving another girl to an orgasm. She had done it once before, in this same suite but this was something else, something that she revelled in.

Anne could feel Vera's cunt contract and ripple around her tongue and lips, and her come filled her nose and mouth. Anne kept her mouth parted, her tongue never stopping in its ceaseless assult pushing Vera through her orgasms, heightening it as much as the untrained student could. She heard Vera's hissed words telling her to continue, and she did.

As Vera's orgasm subsided Anne slowed down her licks, becoming more loving kisses and just gently cleaning her sex, enjoying the taste and the act.

Once Vera's shivers fully subsided, Anne licked her lips and sat back releasing the Head Girl, her face still glistening from the joint mist in the shower and Vera's come. For the moment she sat back on her knees, a small smile playing across her lips as her own inner walls lightly throbbed in sympathetic passion.

Face covered in her Mistress's sexual juices, the student looked up and smiled as if nothing was wrong. The silver haired beauty standing over her gave a soft smile back. She could only wonder what other things she could make her pet do. This woman who used to be so resistant to authority now willing kneeled and kissed the feet of someone above her. But, she was satisfied with how her pet performed and saw no reason to push things further. Besides, they cannot just stay in the shower forever despite their desire to do so.

"Finish cleaning up and dry yourself off, Anne," Vera ordered softly, stroking the woman's hair. As her pet obeyed, Vera finished washing herself clean of her stench of sex. The Head Girl took her time, allowing her pet a chance to finish drying off before finally turning the shower off. Assuming Anne waited for her, she would accept a towel or order the woman firmly for her lack of initiative. Soon, her glistening body stepped out of steamy shower as she continued to dry her long silver hair. She then slipped on the waiting nightgown, enjoying the silky fabric against her bare skin.

"You may brush my hair, Anne," she added calmly. A brush would be available either on the counter or in a drawer. "Hmm... finish brushing your own first," she ordered before stepping out of the bathroom and sitting in a chair with a view out the window. There, the Head Girl would allow herself to be brushed before they finally go to bed. So far, the woman's first night as her slave was going smoothly. Perhaps now, Anne will have some ideas of how to help and please her Mistress.

Taking the cue, Anne cleaned herself, stretching herself under the hot shower and letting the water clean herself. Her skin felt alive, electric and the shower beat a staccato beat on her skin. Stepping out of the shower she took a towel from the radiator she quickly towelled herself dry. As she replaced it the Head Girl turned off the shower, stepping out. There was a moment of hesitation before Anne caught the look that Vera was giving her. Realising that a towel would be needed she coloured, although the skin change wouldn't have been noticeable through her red skin from the shower, she took a fresh towel, opening it and passing it to Vera, before stepping back and watching the silver haired woman dry herself.

With her own sexual needs taken care of for the short term Anne's mind re-engaged properly and she marveled at the change in herself. Even a few short weeks ago she would never have believed that she would have had any interest in another woman, let alone knelt at her feet while declaring her love! She had hated that term... Never believing that she would use it and she had used it each time with Vera. And each time she said it she meant it...

As she watched Vera slip into the robe Anne once again marvelled at her beauty, another something that she never thought she would do. There was so much new for the young student, so much that she desperately needed to get straight in her own mind before she was comfortable... But that in itself was something that troubled her. She /was/ comfortable, standing there in the nude while looking at another girl. It just felt so unlike her.. yet...

Anne didn't get to finish her own thoughts as she followed Vera out of the steamy bathroom, her mind moving to questions of what would happen next. After all, she had never spent the night with a woman... much less a lover. Taking the brush from the counter Anne quickly and perfunctorily brushed her own hair to a tidy state. It was still damp from the shower and fortunately mostly tangle free, allowing her to brush it behind her ears, leaving it gleaming darkly against her skin.

Stepping forward, she pulled out the desk chair, letting Vera sit, before taking the brush and beginning the task of stroking the luxuriously soft hair, brushing out any tangles bit by bit.

It took time to do, and a fair amount of concentration to make sure she didn't pull it. She was far too used to her own hair which was no-where near as long as Vera's, but in spite of that Anne found it oddly soothing, the softness of the freshly washed silver hair stroking her skin as she brushed it.

As she finished she stepped back, replacing the brush to where she found it, suddenly rather concious of her own nudity, and acutely aware that she had no idea, once again, what would happen next. Would she get to spend the night with the Head Girl, just cuddled up in each others arms? Would she be sent back to her dorm? Or would there be more tasks?

The window gave a nice view of the campus and the beaches further out. Her pet quickly adapted and reacted to her owner's needs. She followed after Vera and pulled out a chair for her to sit in. From there, the two could see the view though Anne's eyes may be focused on her given task. The young student was careful, being as gentle as possible with the long silver strands. As the woman worked, they would be able to see their reflection in the glass, Vera dressed in her gorgeous gown and her pet completely in the nude while they both glistened in the moonlight.

Anne took it upon herself to put the brush back where she found it. Vera would make her way for the door to her bedroom, pausing only to give another order. "Do lock the door on your way back," she said calmly before entering her bedroom. As there was no way to lock the door and leave this place without a key, she hoped the student could put the pieces together on her own. When Anne finally enters the Head Girl's room, she would see the large bed that could easily fit two people maybe even three. Vera was already crawling in, pulling the sheets over herself before gazing over at the still nude woman.

At least the issue with returning to her dorm would be put off till morning. But now, she had to decide how to take this sudden turn of events. There was room for another in Vera's bed. She had not been kicked out of the suite. Some of Anne's dreams had come true this evening and it seemed to only keep getting better by the moment. All she had to do was be good and obedient while tending to the Head Girl's needs and she would be rewarded with pleasures she never knew she yearned for. Some may call that a fair trade on this island.

Anne's step faltered in mid stride as the head girls walls caught up with her.

She had dreamed of this possibility. And she had really quite enjoyed those dreams and now she was, again faced with one of those dreams becoming reality. One side of her was giddy with happiness, while the other was most aprehensive about what it all meant to her. After all.. she never spent a night with anyone! She had no idea really what to expect and she knew that her dreams and fantasys weren't based in any reality beyond some terrible romance novels she had read once. So, despite getting this far she was so uncertain of herself and upsetting Vera it made her really jittery.

As she padded across to the lock, she tried to get a grip. It wasn't as if she hadn't ever dreampt of this! But now face with the reality it was almost hard not to actually skip! Well.. Skip without shaking like a leaf at any rate! All her other thoughts, such as her being a prefect, about serving another, that "other" Anne.. They all subsumed themselves in the face of the case of nerves she was getting at the thought of something as simple as spending the actual night with, and waking up beside her.

Returning to the bedroom, she saw Vera already in bed, just pulling up the sheets around her. With steps that belied just how nervous she was Anne walked around the bed to the other side, sliding in under the soft sheets, and, after a moment of internal conflict she wriggled across to attempt to take the much taller Head Girl in her arms.

The student was still a conflict of emotions but the same side seemed to overwhelm the other each and every time. Soon those worries and questions would grow fainter until there was no longer a doubt left in that pretty little head of hers. Until then, Vera would just keep introducing the young woman to rewards she could have never had if not for serving her.

Anne crawled into bed and immediately moved closer to the other woman. Vera allowed the woman to wrap her arms around her as she sneaked a soft kiss from the darkness. Her hands slid over the nude woman's body, feeling those smooth curves and developed breasts. "Mmm... You kept me waiting, pet," she purred, "Now it is time for my questions. Tell me what you have learned today." Her fingers continued to dance over Anne's sensitive skin. She leaned closer, letting out a warm breath into the student's neck before nibbling softly on the awakened nerves.

Her hand slid down between the woman's thighs. Her finger dragged slowly up and down in circles over the student's exposed clit. Once again, Vera kept adding fuel to the fire. Every lesson Anne said she learned was reinforced with a bit more stimulation, more pleasure. The woman reacted favorably towards sex or at least sex from her Mistress. The Head Girl was more than willing to nurture this desire into a constant wanton need. "I can feel your arousal, pet," she whispered seductively into her ear, "You love this don't you? You love it when your Mistress plays with your body like this? Tell me you love this. Tell me you love your Mistress. Tell me you love being my pet."

Vera's middle finger pushed into Anne's folds. The pace was maddeningly slow, twisting as it went deeper and deeper. Once all the way in, she would twist and curl her finger upwards before dragging it back along those tender inner walls. Her thumb stroked the woman's aching nub during the process. She wanted her pet to feel every bit of her finger inside her and hear the soft squish of her juices with each new reentry. "Don't stop saying it until I tell you, my little Anne."

As Anne wrapped her arms around Vera she felt Vera's lips on hers. The kiss only lasted a moment but before Anne could let it deepen she felt Vera pull back slightly, her questions vibrating in Anne's ears just as her breath tickled neck, the feel of her teeth drawing out a soft sigh from the nude student. Anne remained silent for a moment, shivering slightly at the feeling of on her neck.

With her hands still around the Head Girl she moved slightly, stretching her neck as she smiled in the darkness.

"You've taught me that I should be specific with what I say. To not prevaricate and to observe rather than ask. You want me to watch you, to learn from you and to serve you while you teach me."

Anne's words cut off as Vera's finger found her already rapidly dampening netherlips. As her finger stroked insistantly between her fold Anne opened her legs, giving Vera unrestricted access to herself. With Vera's finger moving that maddingly slow pace inside her Anne once again felt herself melting into the feelings that spread from her sex and spread throughout her body. As the Head Girl intended, she could feel every motion, every little ridge on her finger as it slid inside Anne.

"I do... I love you Vera, My Mistress. I love what you can do to me... I want you to keep doing it and I want you." Anne's voice was low, but husky, filling the darkness as her arms moved around the head girl, holding her tight as she felt her pussy fucked slowly, oh so deliciously slowly.

"I love being yours, I love what you do to me and please don't stop." She continued as she was fucked, her voice becoming lower and deeper as her own lust deepened, only faltering occasionally as she shook with ripples of pleasure"

"My Mistress, please don't stop! I love you! I love being your pet, I love your hands on and in me!"

"Mmm... You can ask questions but only when you truly need to," she corrected her pet, "There is no reason to ask a question if you can find the answer simply by observing or learn from experience unless you need some form of confirmation." Her finger would linger, stroking circles inside the other woman as she spoke. Only when she finished correcting the woman did the insanely slow thrusts continue.

The woman's defenses were all but gone. Anything Vera said, the woman obeyed. Those trembling thighs parted, exposing herself more to the intoxicating touch of her Mistress's finger. The lustful emotions radiated from Anne's body like a sun. The student no longer resisted those sexual urges she once thought less of. Now, if by Vera's hand, the woman hungerly accepted any and all stimulation given. Further testing would have to be done to see how far this has taken hold.

"You are doing wonderfully, my pet," she whispered into her ear, "You look so beautiful now. It pleases me to see you so obedient so submissive." She gave Anne a little bit of information now. The student knew she needed to remain this open and willing if she was to continue pleasing her Mistress like this. Her finger began to linger once more, this time tracing circles around the woman's hardened g-spot. Each stroke was just a mere graze along the edge, awakening the nerves but not striking home just yet. Her thumb dragged up and down her throbbing pearl as the same slow pace continued. As this new stimuli was added, she whispered new commands. "Tell me what you are," she ordered, waiting for the answer she wanted before adding another, "Tell me what your Mistress likes to see. Don't stop telling me until I am satisfied." Vera was unrelenting, constantly teasing the student's most tender of places while never letting her pet achieve bliss. She would make her repeat the two phrases over and over again, turning them into a sort of mantra for her new slave to follow and let shape her further.

Anne groaned as Vera's hands continued working their magic on her, her legs wide open and her arms still clinging to the Head Girl as her depths were invaded. Before moments had passed she was already panting, back arched, her pussy soaked with her own juices and the wet sounds of her own pussy being fucked filled the bedroom.

The praise this time felt a little wrong though. It somehow sounded a little wrong to Anne's ears and she struggled to shift her mind to focus what was different. With those fingers moving inside her though she couldn't place it. She hesitated in replying, trying to find what caused the discord in those words but was distracted as Vera's thumb dragged directly over her clit, sparks of pleasure shooting through her mind and blotting out her thoughts. She shuddered as a wave of pleasure ran through her and replied.

"I'm yours" She said, her eyes wide open to the moonlit drenched bedroom, the Head Girls silver hair lit up like a beacon around her. Anne gasped again as the Head Girls fingers moved again Anne replied, between gasps of breath. "You want to see me..." Anne's voice trailed off, unsure for a moment. What did Vera want to see? She had told her that she was beautiful...? Was that it?

Anne's body writhed as she felt Veras fingers stroke along the inner ridges of her tight pussy. "You want to see me?" She wasn't sure that was the right answer... She knew she wasn't that special but at the same time she knew that Vera made her feel special. But with her body being manipulated in such a way she couldn't focus enough to realise what Vera wanted.

The Head Girl's finger began to slide out slowly. Did she answer incorrectly? The thumb strokes became teases once more, grazing around the aching nub over and over again as the middle finger withdrew. Her finger was still curled, making the student feel what she was missing as it made it slow journey. "You are my what?" she clarified. There was no room for confusion. The suggestion, the idea must be clear. Her slave will know what she is and love it. The longer Anne hesitated, the further that pleasure and bliss became. If she took too long, the finger would leave her sex and merely trace a faint fingertip up and down her dripping wet netherlips until she gave the correct answer.

If Anne answered the first question correctly, the finger would once more push slowly into her yearning folds. The next question would require a firmer touch. "You asked your question and I answered," she said, making her disappointment audible in her voice, "Are you going to make me repeat myself, Anne. You know that displeases me. You do not want to displease your Mistress, do you?" The finger had returned to the painfully slow thrusts while her thumb continued to tease the needing clitoris. Her free hand squeezed a breast, rolling the nipple with her thumb to further reduce the poor girl's reason to putty.

She used Anne's own wishes against her. The student knew by now that Vera hated repeating herself and those who do not pay attention and learn. Until the student found the answer, this teasing torment would continue. The pleasure would continue to build with no release over and over again. Anne should know from her time in the basement and in the woman's arms, Vera had full control of her body. If she did not answer soon, this would become her own erotic hell.

"You are my what?"

The words rattled Anne, as did the sudden lessening of the pleasure she was feeling as the finger working her sex slowed further its motion. For a moment Anne moved her body without thought, trying to impale herself on those divine fingers but they were simply withdrawn from her, moving instead to just stroking. In desperation Anne cried out

"I'm your pet! Please!"

She was rewarded by Vera's fingers once again sliding into her, elicting a throaty moan from the young student as the source of her pleasure returned with force.

It was a delicious torture. Her sex was completely soaked and she was trying to trust her hips further down onto those probing fingers but each time she tried she found that they were just withdrawn that bit until she stopped and settled back, enduring Vera's ministrations. As she settled Vera spoke again, the displeasure most evident in her voice.

The tone of the voice made Anne simulteously want to kiss the Head girl and ask for forgiveness and also to shrbut at the same time it made her want to run from the bedchamber. Even as that thought ran through she felt her nipple turned gently, only heightening the pleasure that was thrumming though her body. The pleasure radiated through her body and she wanted... needed to come. That, coupled with her emotional turmoil at upsetting Vera left her a bit of a mess.

"I'm sorry Mistress!" Anne almost wailed "You like to see me beg? You like to see me naked? You like to see me serve you? Please... let me come!"

Rather than flee, Anne tried desperately to find the correct answer. She began to cry out whatever answers came first in her mind. She was close but not quite and she could hardly reward random guessing. Vera silenced the woman's pleas with a deep kiss. Once her whimpers stopped, the Head Girl would pull away and gaze into her eyes. Her fingers continued to mold her breast and flick her nipple while her other hand continued to slow thrusts and drag of her finger along those quivering inner walls.

"You are just guessing now, slave," she said calmly, "But, this is your first night with me. I will forgive you just this once. Pay attention. Listen to my voice. You wanted answers and I will repeat myself this one time more." Her fingers would continue to wear away what resistance she had left. She wanted her pet to be as docile and malleable as possible so her words sink in further. "I am your Mistress. That makes you my pet, my slave. You belong to me. You are mine as you said before. It pleases me greatly to see you so submissive and obedient. Your willingness to serve and obey pleases me, slave."

"Now, say you are my slave," she ordered firmly. If Anne complied, the finger would once more begin its teasing circles around the woman's g-spot while her thumb rubbed up and down directly over her clitoris. After so much work just to get back where she was and she still could not climax. "Again," she ordered her to say the phrase again then one more time before moving to the next. "Good girl," she cooed softly, giving a soft kiss to help reinforce the good behavior, "Now, say 'Being submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress'," she ordered. The reward would be closer strokes along those awakened pulsing nerves. "Again," she repeated, making her slave repeat the phrase three times like before. Each repeat brought the finger closer on target but the strokes were even slower to prevent orgasm.

She could feel her slave trembling. The student was so close yet so far. Every little motion over the g-spot sent those insides spasming making the Head Girl stop and wait to avoid pushing her over the edge. "Good girl," she gave a deeper kiss, holding it while her tongue pushed into her pet's throat. "Now, repeat both phrases until I am satisfied you have learned your lesson." Anne's obedience would be rewarded further by longer, firmer strokes over the woman's g-spot. She kept the pace slow to ensure her pet could voice every word as each correct saying brought the slave just a tiny bit closer towards release.

Anne hung onto Vera's kiss like it was a lifeline. Torn between barely understood emotional distress and her need to come from Vera's fingers her ability to think clearly was blinded. Her arms wrapped around the Head Girls head and returned the kiss passionately and desperately. It gave her something to focus on beside her aching sex and her distress at the tone that Vera used. It calmed her mind and body enough that the spear of panic and desperation she felt faded.

She might have shaken herself free completely and back to herself but with Vera's fingers still slowly fucking her pussy with those wonderfully maddening slow strokes she only came down far enough to get a hold on her panic. Her hips still bucked with each motion, although the movements were a lot smaller now, more trying to sneak more of veras fingers inside of her as opposed to the much more blatent motions she was doing a moment ago.

Her arms loosened around Vera's head as she pulled up, looking down at Anne. Her hair shone like a silver halo in the moonlight as she smiled, commanding Anne to listen to her. For Anne, she heard the words and she felt the discord from what she felt towards the Head Girl, and the content. But in her state she couldn't work out why it was there. Her mind threw images of her kneeling, her own fantasys and wants. Her want to be with this girl. The words, despite the discord were soft, pursuasive. She wanted Vera but... slave?

Almost as she thought it Vera's finger touched an especially sensitive area inside her and she trembled as bolts of pleasure circled her. She remained silent, her mind fighting with itself. More images flew through her mind. The libary. The basement. Here, before and Here, in the shower. Each time she had knelt and she had loved it. Hot on the heels of those thoughts came that half image of herself, standing tall from all things.

If being called slave would give her what she wanted... If being Vera's pet would mean she had both...

"I... I am your slave"

The discomfort of saying the words was almost obliterated as they left her mouth as Veras hand twitched inside her, drawing a gasp from the student, her hands flying to the sheets and gripping them. The kiss that she recieved destroyed any last lingering problems from calling herself a slave, at least for the moment, smoothing the way for Vera's next command.

"Being.. Being submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress"

Once again, the reward was more pleasure, erasing the discomfort from the words. Anne's body arched slightly, her hands pulling at the sheets as she held herself, trying, hoping that Vera... her Mistress would continue.

"I.. I am your slave" She panted again, once again rewarded...

"B..Being submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress"

The words on the second repition became easier, the pleasure acting like lubricant, loosening Annes own inner resistance about calling herself a slave.

"I.. I am your slave... Being sub... submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress"

As before, more pleasure came on the heels of the repition. She was so close! Her body was trembling and she could feel her orgasm all around her, trembling through paper thin walls that just needed that little bit more before they tore open. Her mouth was invaded by Vera's tongue, which she accepted as it delved into her and she kissed back with all the passion she could muster, her tongue wrapping around Vera's, almost trying to pull it deeper. As soon as the kiss was broken she inhaled, repeating the mantra once again, hungry for more.

"I am your slave... Being submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress"

It wasn't enough, and she repeated it again, and again, the pleasure feeling like it was still building, the pressure of it closing in around her. She could feel her breath laboured and the smell of herself and the loud wet sounds as Vera continued manipulating her sex filled the room, adding to the atmosphere that was intoxicating the young student from her senses.

"I am your slave... Being submissive and obedient pleases my Mistress!"

She practically wailed the line on the seventh repition, not being able to feel where the pleasure was coming from in seperate parts, everything just glowing white hot, so desperate to come but at the same time wanting this incredible feeling to last.