.:Monday, October 22, 2007:.

-L is for Look it Up-

she hated when He got like this. It was bad enough that He found a desk to be in their secret room but whenever He pulled it out then she was in for a lengthy scene. she came into the room dressed as He had requested. her hair was parted down the center and pulled into two pony tails pulled back toward her neck. There were gold ribbons tied around each pony tail that matched her black and gold plaid knee length skirt. she wasn't sure where He had this made but she knew it wasn't off the rack from anywhere. she was wearing a black button down shirt with shiny gold buttons. she was glad the sleeves were short because it got warm down there after a little while. rounding out the outfit was a pair of black patent leather shoes and white knee length socks with gold and black flecks around the trim. she felt like she was going to reform school or kinky girl's school but definitely not to any class she had been to when she might have actually dressed like this. He was writing words on the makeshift chalkboard while she dug out the pad and pen that was stashed in the desk. she saw the missing pages and smiled briefly before the long wooden pointer He had found at a former teacher's estate sale came crashing down on her desk.

"Would you like to tell Me what you are smiling about young lady?"

she tried to meekly respond no Sir but He wasn't buying it.

"Do I have to remind you that you would not be here now had you just been able to behave yourself at your former school? Had you not been able to distract so many of your male instructors with that ample bosom," He paused and raised the pointer up into her chest, "then they might not have felt you needed to be sent to Me for more strenuous education."

she blushed then and manged to achieve the right tone for Him that time when she replied yes Sir.

"Now that I have your attention, I want you to copy the words on the chalkboard and you will have," He stopped again and looked at His watch, "forty-five minutes to look up all the words on the board and create a sentence using that word. For every word you properly define I will fuck you for exactly five strokes. For every sentence you write I will fuck you another ten strokes. If you manage to finish the list, I will let you come with me. If you don't well you don't really want to know what will happen then. you can use the computer and the three dictionaries on the desk. However, if you opt to use the computer you will have to turn on the clamps that I will place on your nipples before I go eat my lunch in the corner. If you don't use the infernal machine then I will give you a present when you have completed your task. Do you understand?" He waited for her to nod her head and then unbuttoned her blouse and shoved the cups of her bra down until her semi erect nipples were easily in His grasp. He took the clamps out of His pocket and snapped them on without much of a thought and then hooked the battery back to the hem of her skirt. "Get to work." He barked the command at her more than anything else but before He was close to His chair she had settled into His desk and was whipping through the old volumes.

she looked up at the board and gave the list a quick scan and then something occurred to her. she realized He had compiled a list of philias for her. Sexual fetishes might be the more polite term but still words that had she been paying more attention during Latin she might have just known off the top of her head. she saw three that she readily recognized and defined them.

Algophilia means an atypical or unnatural sexual arousal due to pain
A patient with algophilia will likely become aroused if they see a public caning or injure themselves.

Merinthophila means an atypical or unnatural sexual arousal due to being tied up
Because she admitted to be being turned on by rope, her boyfriend thought that Nicole might have merinthophilia.

Ombrophilia means an atypical or unnatural sexual arousal due to the rain or idea of being rained upon.
my ombrophilia flares up every time there is a long rainy day.

That left her with six more words. This didn't seem too bad until she pulled up the first dictionary to her and flipped to the page she should have been able to find the next word. Erythrophilia had two different definitions and while she was sure she knew which one He wanted she wrote both of them out and tried to think of a sentence that would work with both of them.

Erythrophilia is an unusual or atypical sexual reaction to blush; see also an unusual or atypical sexual reaction to anything red.
her bright red cheeks showed her embarrassment and incited His erythrophilia.

Mastigophilia is an unusual or atypical sexual gratification in response to punishment or pain.
He refused to feed into her mastigophilia by spanking her when she misbehaved intentionally.

she looked at the clock and had twenty minutes left for the last four words. The next word wasn't in her current tome so she grabbed another and looked up the only word that apparently she missed on first glance wasn't actually a philia.

Mentulate means possessing a large penis or being well-hung.
she was praying that she completed her task on time so that she could orgasm around her mentulated lover.

Keraunophilia means an unusual or atypical sexual reaction to thunder and lightening.
While she had ombrophilia, she showed no signs of keraunophilia and was terribly afraid of the lightening.

Sophophilia means an unusual or atypical sexual arousal due to learning.
she had never shown it before today she was developing sophophilia if she was going to be royally fucked for becoming more educated.

One more word and ten minutes. she shifted slightly and the nipples flipped on. He smiled as she looked up to figure out what had happened.

"I figured I'd give you a slight distraction as she tried to finish out your list. Now hurry up."

she bit her bottom lip and saw the last word was completely out of the twilight zone. she hadn't ever seen it and wasn't sure He had spelled it right. Well of course He had but it was still frustrating her. she couldn't find it in the first or the second book and thought she'd grab the third when the speed came up a notch or two an she winced. she didn't want to know what He would do if she actually used the computer so she just got to scribbling and hoped her handwriting would be legible.

Gynotikolobomassophilia means having an unusual or atypical sexual arousal from nibbling on a woman's earlobes.
she hadn't known it before today but she knew that He had gynotikolobomassophilia by the sheer pleasure He derived from suckling her earlobes and neck.

she let the pencil drop as the whirring on her breasts came to a halt. she pushed the tablet away from her and tried not to appear too anxious to get what He promised. He picked up the tablet and reviewed it. her handwriting was horrid but she had gotten them all done and with sentences to match. "So how many strokes do you think I owe you young lady?"

"9x5 plus 9x10 so 135 Sir."

"Good to see you can still add even when your penmanship suffers. We'll have to work on that next time." He unclamped her nipples and watch the scowl that crossed her face. He stood her up where she was and bent her over His desk. He sat in His chair and pulled down her panties and spread her legs. His tongue invaded her full lower lips and and lavished her with very long strokes. her brain was starting to forget the pain that was crashing through her breasts. When a trickle of her fluid went coursing down the inside of her thigh, He stopped and began speaking again, "By my count I owe you another 115 strokes," He said as He unbuttoned and unzipped His pants. They fell straight down and He pulled His ruler out of His underwear and started administering the remaining strokes. she hadn't counted on losing twenty to a nice pussy licking but she would suck it up. When He got to ten He gave her a counter and told her she had to click each of the other strokes until she got to 105. she did as she was told but was shaking uncontrollably before she got to 35. His strokes were long and she felt every inch of Him when He slid in and out. By the time the counter moved to 50 she had cum hard once and was working on another one as His strokes increased and made her start reverting to the broken Spanish she sometimes uttered when her brain went to a special little place. On stroke 68 she was limp and wanting Him to cum inside of her, she was begging Him to in fact. He did not oblige.

He gave her a minute to compose herself between strokes 70 and 71 but unleashed a series of piston like strokes. she was grunting and swearing and most of all she was sweating. A tiny pool had formed over the tattoo on her lower back and she was pushing her ass up off the table to meet His strokes. her legs were trembling and she wished with every fiber of her being that He would come with her soon. On stroke 98 He started cumming too, He grabbed her arms and lodged inside of her as the last pump of cum spurted out of Him and made the space between them even stickier than it was seconds before. They stayed that way for a while before He slid out of her with a plop and sat in His chair. she turned to face Him and didn't want to appear too eager for her surprise.

"you want to know what your surprise is don't you?" she nodded her head again. "The next 135 strokes will be forced upon your mouth." she smiled and He smirked as she crawled over to Him and wrapped her lips around His dick. she savored her fluids with His as she went up and down once. He counted out one and relished in the knowledge that 134 remained.

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