The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is the Part 4 finale of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Parts 1, 2, and 3 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly deals with what I like to call "eventual consensual". I hope you have fun reading it. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne.
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The city spring festival was always a fun event attended by just about everyone in the community. Little booths of arts and crafts, carnival style games, thrill rides, and food trucks were everywhere. Natalie always had a booth there to make a little extra cash doing caricature sketches and selling her own artwork. She usually enjoyed the experience every year.
This time though, Natalie was nervous. She knew things were going to be very different.
Natalie wasn't exactly sure what we were planning to do to her, but when she mentioned the event to us she could almost see the wheels turning in our minds.
By "us" I meant myself (Natalie's mentor), and Matt, (one of Natalie's students in her senior art class). The last time the three of us were together, Natalie was on all fours giving me the most incredible blowjob with amazingly powerful suction while Matt fucked her tight wet pussy from behind. Earlier, I had forced Natalie to orgasm in front of her class before handcuffing her wrists behind her back, bending her over a table, and pulling on her long blonde hair while I pounded the daylights out of her pussy with my rock hard shaft. She had become our plaything, and over the past several weeks, we had really brought her out of her sexual comfort zone.
Thankfully, she had been on birth control the entire time. The last thing she needed was to get knocked up, especially by one of her students.
But now, it was time to really push her.
I wandered through the various arts and crafts booths through the morning, wanting to give Natalie some time to both sell her art and build her anticipation about wondering what we were going to do to her. As the lunch hour was getting closer, I sat at a nearby table having a drink while watching Natalie work her booth.
We hadn't told Natalie specifically what clothes to wear today, just to make sure that we would have easy access to her breasts, pussy, and ass. I was delighted to see that she had complied. Natalie's cute little dress had a v-neck top with tiny buttons down the front. The skirt stopped a good six-inches above her knees and teasingly invited people to try and get a glimpse at her panties. Her shoes were comfortable black pumps and her now trademark black framed glasses completed the sexual package. She looked casual and comfortable, but that dress was VERY short, and her top could easily be unbuttoned to get at Natalie's beautiful milk mounds.
"Easy access indeed," I thought to myself, "good girl."
As we got close to noon, most people were headed to the food trucks for lunch, leaving Natalie by herself at her booth. Still the organized teacher, Natalie was tidying up her work area as I approached. As I got to her booth, Natalie was standing on a chair reaching up to adjust some of her hanging artwork.
I couldn't help but look up under that short dress of hers.
"Damn girl," I thought to myself as I saw the young teacher wearing the tiniest black lace panties I'd ever seen. There was just enough fabric to cover her pussy lips, but it was so thin that her beautiful labia was easily visible through the material. Equally teasing was the thong in the back that disappeared between the cheeks of her round, curvy, and adorable ass. It was a far cry from the "safe" panties she used to wear at the beginning of the year.
As the petite teacher stretched to reach one of her hanging artworks, she balanced on one leg, leaving me a clear view of her most private areas up her tiny skirt. It was a view I could have enjoyed for hours.
Giving in to my naughty thoughts, I quietly moved my hand under her skirt and grabbed her bare ass.
"OH!" Natalie yelped and jumped in surprise, almost losing her balance. She quickly turned around.
"Oh, it's you," Natalie said relieved, her breasts rising and falling quickly, "you scared the heck out of me."
"So I see," I said, making no secret of checking out her rack as she tried to get her breathing under control.
Natalie playfully slapped my arm.
"Hey, my eyes are up here."
I smiled, reaching under her skirt and grabbing her rear.
"Yes, and your ass is right here. Are you ready for me to push something inside it?"
Natalie's eyes widened.
"W-what...here? Right now?"
I nodded.
"Come with me."
Natalie moistened her lips nervously, wondering what perverted sexual things were going to happen to her. Placing a sign on her table that said she would return later, Natalie followed me through the various booths and carnival games until we came to an area at the end of the street. There was a booth there, but it was under a large canopy tent and covered by charcoal colored curtains.
Parting the curtains, I escorted Natalie inside. The grass area was lit by lights hanging from the canopy. Several folding chairs were set up along the sides, leaving a large open area in the center. At the far end was a 4'x 4' board of a cartoon Holstein cow with the face cut out for the standard cute photo opportunity. Natalie giggled when she saw Matt's face poke through the hole in the board.
"Oh, Matt, that's funny," Natalie commented, "what are you doing?"
"Well, hello, Miss Natalie," Matt said, standing up behind the board, "just checking out the height."
"Mmm hmm," Natalie said, putting her hands on her hips, "so what exactly were you two planning on doing to me?"
"Come around here," Matt smiled, gesturing to the back of the board.
Natalie narrowed her eyes at Matt, suspicious of what he had in mind. The young teacher's curiosity won out, however, and she walked around behind the board. When Natalie saw what was on the other side, her mouth fell open in shock. Attached to the back, bolted into the board, were metal restraints for Natalie's wrists and neck.
Natalie looked up at me and then at Matt.
"You're NOT serious?"
"Oh, we're serious," Matt confirmed, gesturing towards a soft pillow on the ground behind the board, "that's there so you can be comfortable on your knees."
Natalie did a double take at Matt's comment.
"What are you two going to do to me?"
"You're going to be our target," I responded, uncovering several large containers of very full water balloons.
Natalie stood with her hands on her hips, looking thoughtfully at the restraints. She was about to let both her mentor and her student do more perverted sexual things to her. She thought she might have gotten used to it by now, but she was just as nervous...and curious...as ever.
"I'm not so sure about this..." Natalie said hesitantly as she got down on all fours, placing her head through the cutout and her hands through the metal restraints on the back of the board. I couldn't help but notice how adorable the art teacher looked as a cartoon cow with just her face poking through the opening.
"Oh Natalie, you look so cute," I said as Matt began locking his hot teacher into the restraints.
"I feel ridiculous," Natalie said, looking up at me as she felt Matt lock the restraint around her neck.
(click)
"Don't worry," I smiled and beeped her on the nose, "we have something really fun in mind."
"That's what I'm afraid of," Natalie said as Matt locked her right wrist into one of the restraints on the back of the board.
(click)
I stooped down to get eye level with Natalie.
"It will be okay," I assured the young teacher, stroking her soft blonde hair and kissing her gently, "just let yourself go (kiss)...enjoy it (kiss)."
Natalie kissed me back.
