The E in Enigma

Chapter 4 - A Question Of Time

Mr Lauriel's POV

Well, it certainly hadn't been the first day back at school that I had planned... If you'd told me this morning I'd have had Ellie bent over a shelving unit with her soft thighs imprinted with the outline of my spatula, I'd probably just have laughed.

The drive home wasn't lengthy, but as I pulled into my driveway, I decided to spend a few minutes deliberating on what I had just done. Was I a monster, or was Ellie the golden opportunity I'd been hunting for years? Nobody else knew my secret, the devil I became behind closed doors. The bigger question was, would Ellie be able to keep my secret?

I pulled my hands through my hair and smiled, it was too late to worry about the consequences of what I had done, and I began looking forward to what tomorrow would bring. Lugging my bag through the door, I slouched onto the sofa and allowed my thoughts to consume me entirely.

Teaching Ellie the past few years had been nothing short of a nightmare. She constantly fought for every male's attention, and whilst she was an excellent cook when it came to following my recipe sheets, she was also very good at distracting everyone else. I'd always pretended not to notice, or to care, but why had today finally broken me?

"Someone's lost in thought." I heard a familiar voice purr from behind me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. "Master never looks this troubled..."

"Dana, knees, now." I growled back hungrily. Dana had been my submissive for just shy of two years, and whilst I usually pride myself on not forming attachments, something was different about Dana, and today her wickedly innocent smile just reminded me enough of Ellie. Without a second thought, Dana sunk to the floor, the palms of her hands open on top of her knees. "Back straight, chin down."

She did exactly as I asked, my fingers becoming lost in her hair for a moment, before wrapping them tightly around her jet-black curls. This woman would give me anything I ever wanted, needed, Dana was mine. My other hand snaked up her neck, brushing across her skin like velvet. A deep groan escaped my lips as I pressed a thumb between hers. Without me even having to ask, she widened her eyes and took the length of my thumb into her mouth, her tongue flickering back and forth over it.

Breaking my gaze momentarily, Dana's eyes shifted to the zipper on my trousers. "It can't be comfortable to stay in those" she mumbled against my thumb.

"You're not wrong Princess, you're not wrong." I smirked, tugging at the zipper with my only free hand. Soon, my trousers met my ankles and the hard length of my c**k finally broke free from its cage. Still hungry from watching Ellie take every bit of pain I gave her like she owned it. "Now, what's a pretty thing like you, going to do with a monster like me?" I smiled, pulling my thumb from Dana's mouth.

"I think you need... whatever you didn't get today by the looks of things..." Dana giggled, tugging my underwear down and enveloping my entire length between her flushed lips. Hitting the back of her throat on the first thrust, I almost whimpered. It was unlike me not to act on impulse. I had wanted Ellie earlier, but I wanted her whole self. Not the bratty version that tormented my classroom daily. Without thinking, I had begun f*cking Dana's face harder than I meant to, her eyes rolling back into her head and tears streaming down the sides of her cheeks. A perfect sight to behold.

"LOOK AT ME DANA." My voice cracked through the silence that had filled the room before. "Make me feel like you're worth giving this to..." Dana's eyes remained rolled back, and the palm of my hand quickly collided with the side of her cheek. Not hard enough to make a mark, but hard enough to sting. Her eyes rolled back instantly, meeting mine, apologetic and worried. "Good girl Dana, now where should Master come today?"

Dana broke free of my relentless pace, "Anywhere you like Master," she whispered. Gripping my length in my hand, I began bringing myself closer and closer to orgasm until I came all over Dana's jet-black hair. "Thank you, Master." She grinned, bouncing off of her knees and directly into the bathroom to shower off my filth. It's a shame she couldn't let me sit and spectate her in all her glory, covered in me, knowing that every inch of her belongs to me. Mind, body and all.

I pulled up my underwear and trousers, falling back onto the sofa, hoping that the release Dana gave me would be enough to keep me sane for the evening. Sane enough to not think about Ellie, or tomorrow, or anything in that matter. But was anything ever going to be enough to get this woman out of my head?

The silence in my mind was short-lived. What made Ellie so special? Why was I only beginning to notice the traits of a submissive now? Was it because she had turned eighteen over the summer, and I'd ignored her until legal age? None of it really made sense to me. But thinking back to the first look she gave me today, I suddenly realized exactly why I was so interested in her. You can't read her personality, can you? My mind retorted.

Every woman I had ever been with, looked at, been sexually aroused by, I'd been able to read their personality. I'd know if they would be interested in the kind of demonic dynamics that filled my mind, and I'd know exactly what they were capable of.

Ellie looked like she could be capable of doing anything, and being anyone, all without losing herself. A blank canvas, a clean slate for me to mark as my own. I had decided that all I wanted to do was train her to be the best submissive the world had ever seen, and break her bratty side in the process.

You need to find time to talk to her properly... without anyone else working out what you're after.