Karen Naked in School (Part 2) - Sexgeschichten

Karen Naked in School (Part 2)

... mind as well.

"Today we're going to demonstrate these devices for you. Tomorrow we'll do some practical exercises. Karen, come over here, please."

I gulped and blushed. "Y-yes, Miss Wagner," I said meekly.

She smiled at me. "Face the class." She also faced the class. "Many of our devices are meant for restraint, placing the user of the device in control of the situation. This is often a thrill for both the guy and the girl." The class tittered.

She picked up a collar. "This is a basic collar," she said. "It's not too useful by itself, except for a somewhat demeaning appearance." She slipped it around my neck and adjusted it so it was firmly against my throat. "However, note it has a couple of rings on it, to which things can be attached. Also, it is nearly impossible for the wearer to remove it himself or herself. Go ahead and try, please, Karen."

I did, and she was right.

"Try hard," she urged me, smiling. "You could be wearing it until the end of the day."

I blushed hard and continued to try to get it off, but was not able to do so.

"That's all right. We won't really leave it on you after class," she told me. "As a matter of fact, we'll take it off now." She did. "There are other collars as well," she said. "The choke chain, which leaves visible marks if tightened too much." She held one up but didn't put it on me.

"The spiked collar." She didn't put that on me, either. "Also, there are harnesses, which are more extensive than just a collar." ...

... She showed the class a few of them.

"Then there's the lace-up collar." It was a leather collar with leather laces to hold it together, and rings set in it like the first collar she'd put on me. She slipped it over my head. "It can be left loose," she demonstrated, sliding her fingers under it, "or tightened if desired." She tugged on the laces, and tightened it around my throat. "It can be tightened to be snug, or even tighter if you like." She tugged it tighter, making it a little difficult to breathe. I couldn't swallow, either. "This one is totally impossible for the wearer to remove," she said calmly.

I was gasping, and felt panicky. "Please..." I begged.

"You'll be all right for a minute," Miss Hooker told me. "She'd do about anything at this point, though," she pointed out to the class. "After all, one can always tighten it even more."

I shook my head anxiously.

"You'll want to be really cooperative, then," she told me, smiling. "Right?"

I nodded hastily.

"If she wasn't, it's always possible to change her mind by tightening the collar a little. Guys, if your girlfriend doesn't want your cock in her mouth, or doesn't want to swallow, well... she will!" She grinned. "Girls, it's a thrill to both the guy and the girl, too, to turn over control to him."

She loosened the collar a little, and I took several deep breaths. She continued talking.

"There are several accessories for collars," she told the class. "Let's take a look at some of those." She ...