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"Are you ready to begin Sara?" Miss Harris leaned against the side of the refrigerator, still wearing only her black latex corset. Sara nodded. "Remember, the utensils are in the third drawer from the left, bread is in the bread drawer there and mayo, lettuce, cheese, and meat are in the fridge."
With a wry grin Miss Harris started the lesson. The little thing she had inserted into Sara's pussy came to life, vibrating and making a muted buzzing noise. Sara yelped in surprise but crossed the kitchen easily enough at Miss Harris' urging. She retrieved a knife and the bread from their respective drawers, but by the time she made it to the fridge her knees were shaking. She almost fell once as she pulled the lettuce, ham, and mayo out of the fridge, the cold air contrasting the intense heat between her legs, but managed to hang onto the door until she recovered a measure of control over her legs. By the time she had everthing she needed her legs were quaking so badly that she had to lean against the counter or certainly fall to the floor. The final straw came when Miss Harris stepped up behind her and cupped both her breasts. The unexpected contact sent Sara over the edge, she would have fallen to the floor if Miss Harris' arms hadn't already been under her own. Lying on the kitchen floor with her head resting on Miss Harris' lap Sara writhed in ecstasy with the small device buzzing between her legs.
"You did well for your first time, but I couldn't resist these pert breasts of yours," Miss Harris' hands still rested on Sara's breasts, gently massaging them in opposite circles. A distant and rapidly diminishing portion of Sara's mind was silently wondering why she was so comfortable with the older woman touching her like this.
Some time later, Sara was standing in the door of Miss Harris' home, dressed in a set of borrowed clothes. "I want you to continue training," Miss Harris passed her the small vibrator, remote, and harness, "Come back when you can go through your whole morning routine with this in and on. I suggest you start with it in and off. And don't forget to finish my yard work," Miss Harris flashed Sara a playful smile before waving her home, it was getting late.
Over the next week and a half Sara spent the great majority of her days with the small vibrator in place. On the third day she was able to spend the whole day with the vibrator in place and off, but the small thing packed a punch and it took her the rest of the week and another four days to wash, eat, and brush her teeth uninterupted with the thing on.
When Sara returned to Miss Harris she walked the whole distance with the vibrator in place and on. She rang the doorbell and waited for Miss Harris to appear, she opened the door wearing the same black latex corset and a harness similiar to the one Sara wore, it seemed almost as though she had been expecting her student.
"You're doing well if you have already mastered the vibrator, come in," the two found seats on the couch as Miss Harris explained Sara's next challenge, "This one's a little more cognative. You're going to have to read a newspaper article, doesn't matter what, while you are 'distracted' and summarize it for me afterward."
Miss Harris placed an open newspaper on the end table next to the couch then lay down with he head toward the paper, "Time to get started, Sara."
Sara just stared, "You want me to..."
"Sara, I will accept no questioning of my methods. Remember, I have other ways of making you participate," Miss Harris tapped the harness where it cupped to hold a dildo into her pussy and Sara instantly knew to what she referred, the statue's cock.
Sara undressed, removed the harness and mounted Miss Harris' face. her own face became very red, since it wasn't her mounting the black haired woman, "OK OK OK! I'll do it, stop that, it's creepy!" Sara leaned over the paper of her on volition and scanned for an article that might hold her interest, when Miss Harris' tongue lashings started.
Sara settled on the what her eyes were looking at, a piece about an embezzlement case against a company executive and began reading. Five minutes later she announced she was finished, she was feeling very good, relaxed with her full weight on Miss Harris' face for the best sensation, but hadn't come yet.
"Ok, now summarize," and Miss Harris went back to licking Sara's cunt.
"Oh!" Sara exclamed as Miss Harris' teeth brushed her clit, "CEO David Gurney of...of...Retcorp is under investigation for -augh- embezzlement. An IRS audit revealed that -oooooohhhhhgod- over 50 million dollars have gone missing from the company over the past three years and he... He... HEEEEEE HAS BEEN USING THE COMPANY JET FOR UNAUTHORIZED PERSONAL TRIPS," about halfway through the recitation Sara's lower body began undulating uncontrollably and she very nearly lost her train of thought when Miss Harris begin sucking on her clit.
"Well done Sara," Miss Harris said from below her, "you're progressing well. Now you must learn the art of seduction. And since seducing a boy of your age is as easy as taking your clothes off, I want you to take a girl."
No sooner were the words out of Miss Harris' mouth than Sara knew who she would seduce. Mental images of her best friend Laura, naked, surfaced in her mind, further wetting her already sodden pussy. Laura was the same age as Sara but had been something of a late bloomer. She didn't have breasts until a year after Sara, but when they started developing it was like inflating a balloon. Laura always turned heads at school and always had a pack of potential boyfriends, and a few girlfriends, to choose from.