Keri was sitting in the passenger seat of a car that belonged to one of the assistant principals of her high school, in front of her house, giving him a devastatingly passionate, wet, French kiss. He had been selected by the breathtaking young blonde to give her a ride home after school on this particular day and she was thanking him by kissing him like he had never been kissed before.
Keri Williams rules her school and the men who teach and work there, even though she is barely eighteen years old.
She is an absolutely ultra gorgeous young Goddess with huge, gravity defying breasts, a tiny waist and an ass to die for. She is also extremely aggressive and loves the fact that men, many of whom are much older that she is, would do anything for her.
Kevin Walker, one of the school's macho assistant principals, is one of those men. He has already told the dazzling young blonde on a number of occasions that he would leave his wife immediately and totally submit to her if she would just give him the word. So far she has not.
In fact he was begging the unbelievably sexy young vixen to fuck him once their kiss had ended until she gently put the tip of her index finger on his lips.
"Sshhhhh," she whispered, quite obviously the 'adult' in this situation. "I want you to go home Kevin," she purred softly. "Fuck your wife and then call me on my cell phone and we'll talk about it, OK?"
"OK," he sighed, breathless, totally captivated by the teenage Supergirl.
A split second later Keri exited the car and walked up the walkway to the front door of her house, not once looking back at the wildly turned on male, who was staring at her tight, perfect ass, his huge cock now in his hand, as he stroked it slowly while watching the remarkable young girl walk away.
She had a wickedly sexy smile on her flawlessly beautiful face, her eyes sparkling, she felt thoroughly alive, incredibly sexy, and totally female. She could not wait to walk into the house, to see him, her slave, her pet. Her smile deepened as she thought of him, patiently waiting for her arrival, a black leather collar around his neck, a small red heart dangling from it. It was the words on the heart that made her tingle. They said 'Keri's pet' and they meant that he belonged exclusively to her.
Keri knew at this very moment, that he was trembling in anticipation of her arrival. Knowing that his secret fantasy was finally coming true all because of her. She licked her lips. She couldn't wait to conquer him.
She hurried inside, threw her book bag on the table and walked into the living room. Her heart racing, she sat down, her magnificent breasts quickly rising and falling. She took a few deep breaths, then closed her eyes, and leaned back into the softness of the sofa. Her body tingling with expectation, a few moments later she heard him.
"Welcome home Mistress," his voice filled with submission, trust, passion and lust.
She smiled, slowly opening her eyes. She saw him, kneeling before her, completely naked, in such perfect form as always, totally hers.
"Hello my pet," she replied. "Have you missed me?" She said as she leaned forward, her fingers under his chin, gently forcing his eyes into hers. The intensity of the feelings she always felt when she looked into his eyes, was as usual, overwhelming.
She looked deep into his soul, smiled, then tenderly kissed his lips. His eyes so full of love as he looked back into hers. Keri then leaned back into the sofa. Her outrageously short skirt; (a skirt that was responsible for her getting called into the Principal's office this morning where she initiated yet another humiliating display of male submissiveness as she watched the thirty-two year man drop to his knees in front of the super sexy young girl and beg for the opportunity to belong to her, as he worshipped her dripping young cunt with his tongue), was riding up past her lushly curved hips, her thighs slightly apart.
He slave looked up at her, his eyes searching for an answer to his unasked question. His heart pounding in his chest. Keri smiled and then nodded. Immediately his hands dropped to her feet, slowly and gently removing her very high heels, before tenderly kissing both her feet. His hands around her ankles, thumbs lightly rubbing. She sighed softly, and leaned deeper into the couch.
