PRESENTATION 007
Pepper was dressed in a latex catsuit with her hair in a high ponytail and a pair of really high heels for this exam. She had Robin dressed in some old clothes that wouldn't matter when she cut them off and she had her in some simple cuffs. She pushed Robin gently into the room as not to trip her as she did so. Once inside of the room, Pepper dragged out a armless wooden chair and led the girl there and sat her down. "State your name, age and mark now."
Robin was determined to follow each one of Peppers orders as they came feeling the most need to prove herself right now yes to her mother but also to pepper. She walked in, sitting in the chair as instructed. “Yes, Miss. Robin Sylvester, 22, submissive.
Pepper hadn't give Robinm any clues about their exam, mainly because it was definitely an exercise in trust for them. She was going to enjoy it. Humming as she answered, Pepper took out some leather cuffs before she pulled on some latex gloves. "And before you arrived, where did you live? Who did you live with? Since arriving at the school, who has been your roommate?" She asked, undoing the handcuffs before putting the leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles to the chair. Her legs were spread ad arms out of the way. Standing, she took some safety scissors and looked at the girl with a smirk before kneeling in front of her. "Who was your first sexual encounter with? How old were you and where did it happen?"
Robin tried to breathe evenly as Pepper began to strap the girl down. She was very nervous but she trusted the Domme completely. “Lima Ohio, Miss,” she answered, “with me mother, her submissive, two slaves and my brothers, Wyatt and Thomas Sylvester.” She wasn’t totally sure where Pepper was going with this, asking questions the Domme already knew the answers to. “Josephine Clarington, Miss.” the next one made Robin stutter because her mother didn’t know this story. She bit her lip and took a deep breath, eyes to the floor. “When I was 15, Miss. his name was Derek and he was second string safety for our football team. I snuck him up to my room when everyone was asleep.”
Pepper kept herself very poised as she got Robin into the position she wanted her in, her questions things she already knew and others she didn't. She knew it was something very hard for Robin to talk about in front of her mother, who probably didn't know these details. As Robin answered, the domme began cutting her clothes off,letting the safe side of the metal slide against Robin's skin. "Your first sexual encounter with a girl: who, where and how old were you for that?" She asked, cutting the side of her panties and Pepper ripping them away to join a discarded pile of cut fabrics. "And where did you go to high school? What grades did you get? What activities were you involved in?" She asked as she finished cutting away the clothes and tying the strap around her torso so she couldn't move. Standing back, she pulled a white board in front of Robin and began writing down her previous answers. "Now, I have a baseline of your honesty. Some questions will be difficult during my interrogation of you, but the only way to avoid my tazapper on a high setting is to be very honest. Do you understand?"
Robin could feel the excitement build as she watched the clothes get cut away and fall from her body. “Umm I think I was 17...no, no I was 18, Miss. It was senior year of High school.
Robin it was after our 4th consecutive National Cheer competition where we took first place and me and one of the other girls were flirting in the hotel room celebrating and ended up having sex in the jacuzzi tub.” She could feel her skin go red with embarrassment knowing her mother was hearing about all her sexual exploits in High School. “I went to McKinley High School in Lima, Miss. my grades were always straight A’s and I graduated with a 4.2 gpa,” she said a little proudly. “I just did Cheer and studying, Miss. had a lot of AP classes which took more time and dedication.” Tobin watched as the board came in front of her and her answers appearing in print. “Very honest...yes, Miss,” she repeated, giving a go at seeing how tight the bonds were and finding very little wiggle room.
Pepper stood back to look at Robin as she turned a delightful color of red during this question. It was interesting to hear these answers from Robin and she sat down the scissors, getting the tazapper out and listened to her talk. She turned the toy on a low setting before she wrote down some of the information, she was saying. She was proud to hear the girl had done so well, but she couldn't let her know her. She gave a short hum to her answers and then saw her testing the bonds. She brought the electro-stimulation toy against Robin, shaking her head. "You can't escape right now, little girl. But it's cute you tried. Next attempt will be taken more seriously." She told her before taking out the fleshlight. "How much do you weigh? How many people have you fucked? What sex toys do you own?”
Robin swallowed hard as she say the toy, hearing it buzz lowly. She looked up as Pepper still wrote, seeing all the truths in black and white. She gasped when the zapper came closer and her body instinctively tried to wiggle away before quickly settling after Pepper spoke. “I understand Miss,” she said softly. At the litany of questions, Robin tried notto focus on the zappe so close to her skin. “110 pounds. Umm...maybe about 15 people I think. I have nipple clamps, a hitachi, but plugs, anal beads, rabbit vibrator, dildo and a bullet vibrator.”
Pepper didn't bring the toy to Robin's skin just yet, letting it pass over it, very close, but not zapping her beautiful body just yet as she spoke. She saw her trying to wiggle away and then she zapped her with the toy. "I saw that." She told Robin, before she moved to her board and began writing more of the answers down. "Interesting answers. Have you ever done any drugs?” She asked, waiting for her answer. Depending on it was if she got zapped again, even if she was just disapproving on a 'moral' ground. “When was the last time you masturbated Tell me in detail about a fantasy you think about while masturbating”.
Robin yelped out when she felt the shock of the toy against her skin. It was probably similar to touching a doorknob on a dry day and getting a static shock. Overly not the most painful thing in the world but it still wasn’t a lovely feeling. Clearly, she needed to not move during this presentation. “I’m sorry, Miss,” she whimpered out between deep breaths. “No, drugs, Miss,” she said quickly. As for the masturbation on, that she stuttered with a bit. “I uh...not since last week,” she lied, “when you punished me for cumming without permission. I was playing with myself when I had to pee and i just went too far. I’m not sure that I was thinking about anything in particular.”
Pepper knew the feeling wasn't pleasant in the least, but it wasn't on the higher setting, which was really mean. She smiled at Robin at her answer. "Good girl, such a good girl." She cooed as she wrote down her answers. There was a stutter on her words about the masturbation, which caused the dominant to look at her before she stepped closer, caressing Robin's face. "Last week huh, when you were punished?" She asked, turning the zapper two levels up before she pressed it again Robin's skin. "Are you sure that was the last time?"
Robin licked her lips. She should have known better that Pepper would catch her, but she'd gone too far now. "Y-yes, Miss. that was definietly the last time."
Pepper pressed the zapper against Robin's flesh, holding it for a moment before moving it back. "You're absolutely positive?"
Robin cried out louder this time. Still not the worst pain she'd experienced but definitely worse than the first time. Her fingers gripped against the rest of her hand beneath the binds, whimpering and panting heavily as the pain slowly subsided. "Okay! Okay! Yesterday, Miss. Yesterday in my room while I was alone. I truly don't remember what I was thinking about at the time."
Pepper knew she was going to get the answer out of her, it wasn't at the highest level but it was painful enough. She stepped back and waited, turning the toy back down as she clicked her tongue. "Lying is a sing, Princess. Such a naughty girl, did you forget your last punishment for that." She asked, taking the fleshlight and moving it to cover the girl's pussy, beginning to slide it up and down. "How I spanked your bottom and then made you come until you were absolutely exhausted." She reminded her before taking the toy away. "Since you can't remember about that time, describe in detail a sexual fantasy."
Robin groaned quietly, "Yes, Miss," she said, gasping when she felt the toy rub against her core, small moans vibrating out of her throat. "Y-yes, Miss. I remember," she said, whimpering slightly as the toy was gone. "Being a party favor for a party. Being bound and gagged with an open mouth gag so that all my holes can be used. I would be suspended, allowing for any position that a Dominant might want. Then they mingle and talk, ignoring me until they want pleasure, then using any or all of my holes to get it, Miss. That's my ultimate fantasy."
Pepper had chosen the Fleshlight because it brought a different pleasure than a vibrator. This required work from both of them, since it was traditionally for males. She nodded her head as she looked at blonde, hearing her answers as she randomly passed the toy over her core. "Good girl. And at this party, how many people do you imagine there? How many males, females? Do they all come on you, making you a mess? Do you imagine being able to come at all? And this is your fantasy, so it's not up to the dominants, it's all how you see it in you head."
Robin was still breathing a little heavy from the stimulation as well as her nerves and worry about getting shocked again. “I guess I imagine about 5 or 6. In my fantasy they’re all Dominants, miss and it’s an intimate socialization party. I’m not the reason they’re there, but I’m a fun activity to play with while they all talk and such. I think half and half would be nice so there are multiple cocks to fill me but there are also plenty of toys and things. I would love for them to fill me and cover me with cum because I love being a slutty mess. I only get to come if the Host or Hostess says I can. I’d love it if they didn’t let me cum at all because if I did then the Host or Hostess and only party goers could here me and tell me what a bad toy I am. Then punish me with canes and paddles until my body is naked up like a bad term paper.” The more Robin spoke about it, the more she got lost in the idea, her body heating up on its own just thinking about it. She moaned louder as she felt the toy pass over her again, attempting futilely to rub against it harder. “Please, Miss,” she begged quietly, “touch me, please.”
Pepper was not surprised as Robin got into the details of her fantasy, which is what Pepper wanted. To make the girl open up and bare herself intimately to her. She had turned the toy down to the lowest setting, the occasional touch to Robin's skin as she spoke but she focused more on the toy, the lightest touches as Robin talked. SHe agreed that would be a fantastic party and seeing Robin covered in cum and punished would be very tempting for the domme, but she kept that to herself. "Good details, girl. No, not yet." She told her when she begged. "Touches have to be earned and I'm not done gathering all the information I want." She rubbed the toy a little harder against Robin before taking it away. "Who are the 5-6 dominants you see in your fantasy? What are you 5 top kinks? How many times have you been punished since you arrived?"
Robin let out small whimpers when the toy touched her, the overwhelming need for stimulation outweighing the shock. Though, she was getting much better at staying still. She groaned as she was denied, but listened to the new questions. “In my fantasy? Well, you, Miss. And Sirs Hunter and Mateo. Miss Devyn and Stella. Oh, and Sir Daniel. But mostly because I’ve always wanted to fuck him.” She barely remembered that the headmasters were in the room so she was way more open suddenly, her only thought on the pinky little Miss that held Robin’s pleasure in her hand at the moment. Not to mention, the thing that kept shocking her so she wanted to make Pepper happy. “My favorite kinks are humiliation, ageplay, water sports, hypnosis and sex toying. Umm...I don’t remember...maybe about 12?”
Pepper: Pepper almost smirked but she kept her face straight as she heard the whimpers falling from her lips. She moved back to jolt down the basic bullet points of what Robin had said. Part of her was wanting to giggle at the Daniel because his father was right there and she knew Robin wasn't thinking. "All very interesting people." She said to her, a little smirk on her face. "Let's explore humiliation. Describe to me your ideal humiliation situation."
Robin looked up and licked her lips as pepper began writing again. “I don’t know how to explain it,” she whimpered, “probably being slapped and pulled around by a leash in public. Completely naked, of course, except to have degrading words written on me with arrows pointing to holes to be used. To be covered with cum and called a slut.”
Pepper hummed softly as she looked at her. "I'll help you with that." She told her, moving back to the girl, settling between her legs and holding the toy against her, not moving it. "Why being slapped, Princess? What words written over your body? Does it thrill you that strangers can take any of your holes, cum all over you and walk away without knowing your name? Without you knowing theirs? That's you're a pump and dump?" She asked.
Robin was deep into the slut headspace that she couldn’t think of anything but pleasing peper. Robins eyes were glazed over as she hazily looked up at the woman speaking to her. “Because being slapped reminds me I’m just to be used. That I’m just a plaything. Oh yes miss!” She exclaimed, “I love being a cum dump, marked with words like whore and slut and fuckmeat. Use me please! Use me and leave me a brain dead puddle and don’t bother with my pleasure! My pleasure does t matter!”
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Pepper liked when she could tell where Robin was in her headspace. She pressed the toy harder against the girl, moving it with purpose now. "It doesn't matter at all." She affirmed after her little rant, looking at the girl with a smirk on her lips. "Whose pleasure matters, slut?" She asked, taking the toy away briefly before pressing it back against her. "What place do you serve, little whore?"
Robin gasped, moaning wildly as the toy pressed against her again, her head a haze of want and passion. Her fingers scratched against the arms of the chair to avoid moving her body. "No, Miss, it doesn't matter," she drolled, eyes lust blown and near drooling. She whimpered as the toy was gone then immediately felt it again, now moaning in a more desperate manner as she felt it again. "Yours Miss!" she shouted, moaning as the toy rubbed against her needy core. "I serve you, my Queen. I serve at your feet and I'm here for your pleasure!"
Pepper kept playing with the fleshlight as she saw Robin desperately fighting not to move as she was desperate. Working the toy with the purpose of bringing Robin to an orgasm, or at least letting her think that. "Your pleasure doesn't matter, sluts don't get pleasure, they give it." She told her, listening to the sounds dripping from the blonde submissive. "Only my pleasure matters and what a privilege that you get to serve someone like me." She told her. "Now come for me." She told Robin, letting her begin to come before she pulled the toy away and shocked her thighs, ruining the orgasm.
Robin moaned loudly and breathed quickly, panting with need as Pepper continued to torture the girl's throbbing pussy, "Yes, my Queen, they only give it," Robin repeated. She could feel how wet she was and could hear the sounds of it the more Pepper moved the toy against her. "Yes, My Queen, my pleasure comes from serving you." At the sound that she could cum, Robin gasped, eyes wide as she looked up at Pepper, moaning loudly as she started to ride it out. But the moment she felt the peak - all sensation stopped. It was the most awkward feeling because she felt the pressure of the orgasm, but nothing ever happened, leaving her needy and over sensitive. "Queen No!" She cried out, whimpering as her body tried to move from the binds. "I'll do anything! Please please just let me cum, please!?" she begged loudly, tears of frustration rolling down her face.
Pepper knew what she was going, Robin's earlier answer about masturbating had signed her deal and some extra. Pepper took the fleshlight and put it away, a clear sign that she wasn't coming. She tapped the toy against Robin's knee with a smirk. "Oh Princess, it's not very nice when someone tells you something then does the opposite. I'm afraid you're not going to orgasm today, naughty girls don't get pleasure from their queens. You know the rule about cumming and you disobeyed. Then lied about it." She told her, the zapper still tapping the toy between her two knees. "Do you understand why you're not going to come?" She asked, walking to the white board so she could write it down in print for Robin.
Robin whimpered from frustration, crying out in pained exclamations as she felt the zapper toy against her body. "No, it's not nice Queen," she whimpered, though completley understanding the irony here. She'd done the same and now she was being punished for it. "I'm sorry, Queen," she finally said, looking up at Pepper with pitiful eyes, "Yes, I understand. I don't get to cum because I disobeyed. And naughty toys don't get orgasms."
Pepper watched her as she kept crying out as the zapper touched her. She turned the zapper off as she looked at the girl as she had pretty and pitiful eyes at the moment. "Good girl." She said as she wrote the information down. "Now, when I cut your restraints, I want you to drop to your knees and thank the heads for their time and crawl outside of the room, waiting for me on all fours." She told Robin, this time taking a knife to break her bonds.
Robin was breathing heavily again, her body calming from the zaps and the pain beginning to soften. “Yes, Queen,” she moaned quietly her body feeling a litany of things she’d never felt before. Robin watched as the binds were loosened by the knife and she slowly sunk to the floor, getting her body used to moving again. She kept herself in the headspace because having to speak to the heads now would fill her with embarrassment otherwise. “Headmistress, headmaster, thank you for your time.” Once she was done she crawled out of the room and waited outside the door as she was told.
Pepper watched the girl as she began doing what she had asked. She liked the way she moved and she watched her for a few moments before she began cleaning up and putting things right. She thanked the heads for their time as well before going out to meet Robin, where the ruined orgasm was just part of her punishment.