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ItalianoNatasha’s chemistry disaster
Part 3
| As I stepped off the bus, my feet had started to hurt with a dull tingling pain inside the bandages, but I just loved the feeling, how punished my soles felt. I stepped through the door, and my sweet mom had made me some tea and sandwiches. I ate them silently, as I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened in the afternoon. “You’re a little absent today, Tasha darling. It’s been a long day, huh? Are you tired?” mom asked. “Yes, Fridays are so tiresome. I think I’ll just go to bed early.” She left me alone, always so understanding. I watched some telly, and soon went to bed, but I kept thinking about Cate, how beautiful she is, and her firm sexy body… The aching tingling in my feet, reminding me of how hard she had punished me on my bare soles… The almost unbearable pain, but at the same time so wonderful… irresistible... I wanted it again already! My fingers found my clitoris again, circling… I climaxed three times before I fell asleep. Satisfied. I woke up early the next morning feeling great, having slept like a baby. I rose up only to realize it was Saturday, which was also great, but to be honest I had wanted to go to School. I couldn’t stop thinking about Cate. I took off the bandages from my feet, and slowly to stand on the carpet. Ohhh my soles were really very sore and a bit swollen. I sat down again and lifted my feet so I could see the bottoms in the mirror on my cupboard. My soles were all covered in tiny red staple prick marks, and there were a few bruises as well. Probably from the hard caning. I stood up again and slowly savored the pain. Ooooh I wanted to suffer for her again! I could barely wait for the weekend to pass. I had to follow my parents to visit some relatives. I barely talked to anyone. I just couldn’t stop thinking about lovely Cate! On the Sunday my feet were not as swollen anymore, just quite sore but still full of prick marks of course. Monday morning my soles were still rather sore, so I decided to wear my loafers barefooted. It just felt a lot better. I wouldn’t have Chemistry class until Friday again, but I had Cate as a teacher in math also, and already this afternoon! When I got to school, I had forgotten my friends were of course all so curious about what had happened on the Friday, but I decided to lie to them that Cate had just had a long talk with me. “You’re really lucky you didn’t get the cane then.” Said Anne giggling, my friend who had talked me into the Chemistry idea. I nodded. Little did she know… Perhaps I should tell her? No. Some other student friends were more curious about the chemistry experiment. We had a few lectures in the morning, then a lunch break. After lunch was math. I liked math, but now I was looking forward to it even more! Finally it was time. I didn’t dare to enter the classroom, being the first, but I tried to make eye contact with Cate, as she was sitting at the master's desk. I gave her a quick smile. She didn’t return it but at least she noticed me. Today she had a brown skirt and a light blue blouse. She held only a short lecture to complete the previous, on 2nd degree equations, after which we would work on doing exercises ourselves. It wasn’t too hard to use this formula, and I quite enjoyed getting into it. Cate was walking around and helping other students in the back of the classroom behind me. I could hear her heels clicking as she was approaching forward. The idea just came to me… I slipped my feet out of my loafers, and pushed my feet as far back under the chair as possible, leaning forward on my desk, like I was concentrating very hard. My toes were still in the loafers, but my hope was she would be able to see my (still staple pricked) heels and soles. So would possibly some other students, but I was prepared to take the risk. Cate slowly walked up to me from behind, clearly like she was taking her time. “Miss Morrison, aren’t you supposed to wear socks?” She asked all of a sudden. Not very loud, but audible enough for other students to notice. I quickly slipped my loafers back on again. “Yes, miss. I’m so sorry. I… just forgot them today.” I avoided trying to be cheeky, but I looked up at her, and smiled apologetically. “I like to have a word with you after we finish.” She said, giving me her neutral look, but lifting one eyebrow just very subtly for me to notice. The usual whispering ensued… I looked down and kept on working the rest of the lesson, but actually just pretending to focus because a familiar excitement was finding its way back… I stayed in the classroom after the lecture. Cate locked the door after the last of the students had left. She then opened the door again making sure no one was eavesdropping, then locked it again. She walked over to me. “Natasha dear, how are you doing? Are your feet still hurting?” She asked, smiling kindly, but looking a little concerned. “Oh just a little, but I’m fine.” I wanted to say “and I love it”, but didn’t quite find the courage in time. “Natasha, I… I feel kind of guilty… May I see your feet?” “Sure, miss.” I slipped my loafers off. “Here, on the desk please.” I put my feet up. She kneeled down and looked straight into my soles. “Oh my god. They must hurt, don’t they? Can I touch them?” “Eh, sure miss. Go ahead.” Cate took my feet gently in her hands, and rubbed the balls of my feet very gently with her thumbs. Her hands felt great on my feet. “Natasha, I don’t know how to explain this…” She removed her black glasses. She was even prettier without them. Her face moved closer to my soles… “Miss, are you sure…” I wasn’t sure how clean my feet were, after being barefoot in my loafers almost the whole day, or if they smelled. I had not worn socks, but still they were definitely a bit moist and sweaty no doubt. Cate didn’t seem to care the slightest, as she placed her face against my soles. Her gorgeous soft face felt amazing. She moved up a bit and inhaled through her nose. I could almost feel cool air pass between my toes. She then started kissing my soles gently. I could feel her wet lips and tongue on the balls of my feet and my toes. “Natasha, I love feet. I don’t know why…” Her breathing was getting heavier. I didn’t know what to say. It just felt so awesome, her giving my feet this attention. “Don’t worry, miss. I love it too.” I managed. I was getting all excited too. Moving my feet around a bit, touching her face, giving her better access to my toes. I caressed my bare thighs as Cate’s wet tongue worked its way in between my sweaty toes. “Natasha, are you missing your next class now?” She pulled her head back all of a sudden, and gave me a worried look. I looked at the clock. “Oh, yes miss. It will begin about now!” “You better hurry Natasha!” “Yes, miss…” I would have rather stayed, so much enjoying Cate’s soft wet tongue on my toes and soles, but I pulled my legs back down and put my loafers back on. Cate stood up, pulling her skirt down, I guess she must have pulled it up for a reason… She followed me to the door. I turned around as I was about to step out, sensing she wanted to say something. “Natasha, do you think you can come to my office after you finish your last class?” I moved forward to her, rising on my tip toes, looking her in the eyes, parting my lips. A quick but lovely deep kiss. “Yes, miss. I will!” I hurried down to our history classroom. I knocked on the door before I opened it. Mr Andrews gave me a raised eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. I could feel the staring and hear some whispering, as I walked to my desk. Mr Andrews went on with his lengthy lecturing on the conditions during the Battle of Borodino. This was actually my last class for the day. I didn’t want to take the risk of anyone seeing me go to Cate’s office, so I actually walked to the bus, after saying goodbye to Anne, and a few other friends. I stepped off the bus as soon as I was convinced no one would see me. Took the bus back and sneaked into the school again. I had forgotten to ask where Cate’s office was located, but I had a hunch. I walked through the corridors… Finally, a door was a sign with “C. Landers”. I knocked. I heard Cate’s heels on the floor as she came to open. “Come in Natasha!” She whispered, looking out through the door to check that no one had seen me. None of us said anything after that. We just looked at eachother, before embracing in a long lovely intimate kiss. “Natasha, I’m sure you understand this, but no one must ever know about this!” Cate said after we disengaged after a while. “Of course, miss. I understand” I nodded. “But please, call me Catie.” She smiled at me. “Thank you Catie. Please call me Tasha! All my friends do.” I said. We smiled, just looking at each other embracing again. “Excuse me Tasha, if I’m acting a little confused. I have never really been with a girl before. I have a fiance, but he knows nothing about how I feel about girls.” “Don’t worry Catie, just be yourself.” I said and gave Catie a long hug. She led me into the room. There was a desk in front of a window, a couple of chairs and a few cupboards. Catie led me towards the desk. There were some books, several stacks of papers and some pencils etc. Then I noticed my dirty socks from the previous week. “You did keep my dirty smelly socks?” I giggled. “Yes, I apologize for that. I just love girls' feet and how your feet smell Tasha, can you believe it?” She laughed. “Oh, no one has said that before. Everyone just hates how my feet smell, and I’m always asked to put my shoes back on.” I laughed back. “Tasha, can I ask you something else? You said before you liked it when I punished your feet? And I could see it as well…” She looked me in the eyes. “Yes, I’ve always loved pain, I don’t know why… I loved it so much when you hurt my feet. Can we do it again?” I looked back into her dark beautiful eyes, and gave her my sweetest smile. “Do you want us to go down to the punishment room again?” She asked. “Yes Catie, please! I want to suffer for you again!” I whispered, before I kissed her again. |
Added 6 jul 2022 Stories #Pain #Spankings #Sex #Woman as bottom #Woman as top #Whipping/flogging #Needleplay #Stapling #Shoes/boots #Feet #Sweat #Medical #School uniforms
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