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I always struggled with mathematics at school and it was no different at University, even at my ripe old age of 19. In particular, I had to take a course in statistics for my degree that I found particularly difficult to deal with. The course I was attending was tutored by an Italian Maths Professor. She always came to work dressed in a rather austere fashion, wearing long-sleeved button shirts, trousers and flats. She was about my height (5’5″) and I guessed she must have been in in her late 40’s-early 50’s. Her hair was dark brown and she kept it in a bob. Her skin was tanned and she had piercing green eyes. She had thin lips and never wore lipstick or make-up. She was in good shape for her age though and I could tell she liked exercising regularly. She certainly looked the part of a teacher and she came across as rather strict and severe.

After the final lecture before the exams, where again I struggled, she asked me to stop at the end of the class.

“Gabrielle, I have to be frank with you, but you have been really struggling with your homework. I’m not sure you will be able to pass the exam next week”.

I panicked when I heard that and said, “Look, Miss…”

“You can call me Laura. I’ve never been big on formalities.”

“Ok…Laura…I can’t fail that exam…I tried really hard but some concepts are just too hard for me to grasp. Maths has always been a struggle for me”, I said with a crack in my voice.

Laura looked at me and I swear there was a glint in her eyes.

“Mmm, well, I can tell this is important for you. I normally don’t do private lessons, but how about you come around my place Saturday afternoon and we go through the course material together?”

“Oh, that would be great, Miss…I mean, Laura! I’d gladly pay anything!”

“I don’t want any money, sweetie. Here this is my address…how about you come over at two?”

“That would be great! Thanks again, Laura!”

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On that Saturday, I came right on time at Laura’s home and rang the bell. She opened the door still dressed as during the week, which I found rather surprising, as I thought she would be more relaxed at home. She still looked rather austere and a bit intimidating. I took my shoes off on her request and sat down at a table next to her and started the revision.

As we were going through the textbook, I noticed that Laura progressively moved closer to me, her legs occasionally brushing against mines and her hands resting on my legs, lightly rubbing them while explaining something. I thought it a bit weird but did not pay much attention to it, since I was concentrating on the mathematical tasks.

After a couple of hours of Laura’s meticulous and patient explaining, I started gaining more confidence. Finally around 6 PM I could manage to solve the test questions Laura gave me.

“I think you made some good progress, Gabrielle. This might be good enough to pass the exam.”

I was so happy to hear that, that I hugged her.

“Oh, thank you Miss… I mean Laura! I owe you so much!”

“Oh, you sure do, Gaby! You don’t mind if I call you Gaby, do you?”

“After what you did, you can call me what you want!”

“Mm, I’ll keep that in mind…oh, mine…look at the time though! You must be starving Gaby!”

In fact I was rather hungry and said, “Oh, that’s ok…I’ll just go and grab a Burger…”

“Tell you what, why don’t you have dinner with me? I can cook some nice pasta and I also have a bottle of red wine we can share. I think you deserve it today!”

“Oh, that would be great Laura!”

“Be a sweetie then and prepare the table while I cook. You can find the cutlery and plates in the kitchen.”

Laura was indeed a great cook and she prepared a lovely meal. We were sitting in front of each other at the table and as we were eating and talking.

“So, Gaby, how are things with your family?”

“Oh, they are doing well, thanks for asking. How about yours?”

“Well, my parents live back in Italy. I normally visit them around Christmas time…”

“Oh, so you don’t have a husband or any kids? I thought maybe they also lived back in Italy.”

“Never been married sweetie. How about you? Any boyfriends?”

“Yeah, I do. He is in the final year of his Philosophy degree.”

“Considering how pretty you are, I bet he is the tall, dark and handsome type…”

I blushed at her compliment and replied that indeed he was quite tall and handsome, though of the blonde persuasion.

While we were talking at the table, I noticed that she would occasionally brush her feet against mines, but I assumed it was just a coincidence.

After the meal, Laura suggested we sit down on the sofa to digest the food and keep drinking some more wine. I was getting rather tipsy and Laura was sitting close to me, her legs rubbing against mines. As we were talking she started stroking my hair, but since I was a bit inebriated and she had helped me tremendously with the revision, casino siteleri I let it go. She then twirled some of my hair around her index finger and said, “Mmm, I really like your blonde hair Gaby. So smooth and silky.”

She then put her nose in my hair and said, “And it smells so good too…”

“Hmm, thanks…I guess it must be the shampoo I use…”

She then grabbed my left hand in hers and started looking at it, tracing the contour of my fingers with her index finger. Although a bit unusual, I remembered Italians are rather touchy feely and assumed it was just part of her culture to do so.

“And such nice hands and fingers. Mm, I bet you even have cute feet, don’t you?”

“Well, I don’t know…”

“Would you mind taking off your socks so I could see them?”

Although I thought it was a bit weird, I did not want to be rude after all the help she had given me. In any case, she was a woman and so I did not think there could be anything creepy behind her request and so removed my socks as she asked.

Laura looked at them with an appreciative smile and exclaimed, “Mmm, definitely cute feet too! Yeah, you really are such a precious young girl!”

In my drunken state and again because it felt safe coming from a woman, I felt flattered by her compliment.

“Thank you Laura. It is kind of you to say so!”

“You are welcome sweetie! You see, I like taking care of my feet too. I have a pedicure done every week. Here, let me show you.”

She then removed her socks to show me a pair of perfectly pedicured feet with dark red nail varnish.

“They are very cute and well kept, Laura.”

“Thank you sweetheart. I try my best.”

She then intertwined her right foot toes with those of my left foot.

“See what a nice contrasts our toes make too?”

That definitely seemed rather off to me, but I nodded in agreement.

“Our feet are the same size. I should make you try some of my shoes to see if they fit you. In fact, I think my clothes would fit you too. Would you like to try some on? I think you’d look so gorgeous in them!”

The idea of dressing in Laura’s conservative clothes and flats did not particularly appeal to me and in fact I found it rather odd of her to ask me that.

“Uhmm, thanks for the compliment Laura, but I do not think they are my style…”

“Nonsense! A sexy girl like you would look so hot in them!”

She then put a hand on my left leg and began stroking it, while she put her nose really close to mine and, while staring me straight in the eyes, said, “Tell me Gaby, have you ever been with a woman before?”

That’s when what was happening dawned on me and I said, “Uhmm, look, Laura, I’m straight…I don’t like women that way…”

But before I could finish, Laura put her left index finger in front of my lips and said, “Shhh…that’s not true…let me open your eyes…”

Before I could do anything, Laura threw me on the couch on my back and leapt on top of me, pinning me down with her body. She then placed her left hand between my legs and undid my zipper, while with the right hand she grabbed hold of my hair and pull them back, causing me to yelp. Immediately seizing the opportunity, she kissed my open mouth my sliding her tongue deep in it. I could feel her tongue intertwining itself around my own and pushing as deep in my mouth as it could reach.

Her right hand meanwhile move to my left breast and began groping it, while she slid her left hand underneath my shorts and began rubbing her palm on my panties. I tried to struggle but Laura was much stronger than me and kept me pinned down with her body. I initially let out a couple muffled cries, as her tongue was pushing deep in my mouth.

But as time wore on, the combined assault of her hands on my body and of her tongue in my mouth began to arouse me. She was so forceful and passionate, more than any man I had been with. And she just knew where to touch me and how to stimulate me. Soon my muffled cries turned into moans, as I began getting excited and wet.

Laura then slid her hand underneath my panties and felt my wetness. This fuelled her passion even more. She forced my legs open and then began rubbing her body against mine, while still passionately kissing me. After a few more minutes, she paused her kisses and said, “So you didn’t like women, huh?”

In my excitement and confusion I could only look in her eyes and blush. Laura then grabbed my top and ripped it open with her hands, exposing my bra. I was shocked by the suddenness and ferocity of her assault, but, at the same time, also turned on by the intensity of her passion, which seemed to be burning like an unquenchable flame. Her eyes were those of a predator that would not be denied its prey. She then grabbed my bra and tore it off me, leaving my breasts exposed.

Laura stopped for a second, staring at them, and said, “Look at these breasts, so firm and perky!”

She then grabbed them with her hands and started kneading and squeezing them together. Her movements were just of the right canlı casino intensity, not too weak and not too strong, as if she intuitively knew how to touch my breasts to turn me on.

“Mmm, Your small breasts are so gorgeous to play with Gaby! Do you like how I squeeze them?”

I could only nod in agreement as I gently moaned.

“Mm, I think you are a girl who likes it a bit rough though! Let’s see how you like this!”

She then pinched and twisted my nipples, causing me to yelp in surprise and pleasure.

“Mmm, how about pulling them a bit then?”

And while saying so she grabbed them and pulled them hard towards her. I had never had a boyfriend play with my breasts so roughly and this new sensation sent shivers of pleasure down my spine.

She then lowered her mouth to my right nipple and engulfed it in her mouth taking in as much of my breast as she could. She then started sucking it in and out really intensively, driving me wild with pleasure. When she finally let it out of her mouth, I could see that the skin had turned all red from the suction. She then bit my nipple with her teeth and pulled it towards her as far as it would go. The sensation caused a spasm of pleasure down my spine that made me moan loudly. Laura looked at me with a satisfied grin and then proceeded to repeat the treatment, swapping between my left and right nipple, until both my breasts were red and I had climaxed.

As I laid exhausted on the couch, she removed my shorts and then ripped my panties off, leaving my completely naked. She then ordered me to kneel in front of her while she remained sitting on the couch. I obliged and she said,”Good girl! I like a girl who knows her place…but let’s see if you are worthy of my attention now…”

She then raised her feet to my face and said, “I want you to sniff my soles Gaby. Smell them and take in my aroma…”

I normally would have balked at such a request, but Laura was not like any of the boys I had been before. She was so dominant and forceful, but in a feminine way that I found an incredible turn on and I simply found myself compelled to obey her. I eagerly pressed my nose against her soles and started inhaling her pungent, yet intoxicating odour.

“Mm, good girl…now I want you to lick my soles all the way, from top to bottom. I want you to use your whole tongue, not just the tip…I really want to feel it sliding along my soles. And I want you to keep looking at me as you do so!”

I did as instructed, licking her soles with the flat of my tongue and taking in the intoxicating taste of her soles with every lash of my tongue. Laura kept looking me in the eyes and would occasionally moan softly, clearly enjoying the sensation.

“Mmm, good little girl. Now I want you to give each one of my toes a nice, deep blow job…oh and I want you to lick between my toes as well…make sure every bit of my skin is covered in your saliva…”

I started with her right big toe, putting it it all in my mouth and sucking it as hard and deeply as I could, wrapping my tongue around it to taste all its essence. After a few minutes, I slid my tongue between her big toe and the next one and licked the space between them. I then repeated the procedure for each single toe, while always looking Laura in the eyes. She was squirming in delight by now, letting out frequent soft moans.

Once I finished her soles and toes were glistening with my saliva. Laura looked at them then at me with a satisfied smile.

“You have done a good job, Gaby! But now my feet are all wet…we need to dry them.”

She then put her feet on each of my breasts and started squeezing and rubbing them with her soles and then grabbing my nipples with her toes and pulling them, which really turned me on. She continued until she was satisfied her feet were dry.

“That’s much better. But I really want to see if you truly are an obedient little slut!”

Being called a slut by a dominant woman like Laura had me tingling all over. She then took of her shirt and sat in front of me in her bra. She then leaned over, grabbed my head at the back and pushed my face to her right armpit.

“Put your mouth on my armpits. I want you to lick and suck them with passion, like you were kissing a boy”

I immediately complied with her request and started licking and sucking her slightly sweaty armpits, taking in her musky scent and flavour, which further intoxicated me. I was soon lapping at her armpit eagerly, sliding my whole tongue over it and then sucking at it with my mouth. After a few minutes, Laura grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

“That’s it! Oh, you are such a good lesbian slut, aren’t you Gaby?”

Before I could reply, she then pushed my mouth on the other armpit, and I eagerly licked and sucked it, with Laura moaning softly between licks. After a few more minutes, she again pulled my head back hard and stared me in the eyes.

“You dirty whore…you’ve been turning me on and made me really horny. Open your mouth. Now!”

I did as told and she then spat in my mouth.

“Swirl kaçak casino my saliva in your mouth. I want you to taste it before you swallow it!”

I did as she told me and savoured her saliva in my mouth before swallowing it.

“You love my taste, don’t you, you little whore?”

I blushed and nodded. She was right, I absolutely loved this new sensation. I loved her taste. And I was getting turned on being called a slut and a whore.

“Lie on your back on the floor. It’s time for your reward!”

I did as told and Laura started rubbing my pussy with her right sole, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. After a while she parted my pussy lips with her toes and started rubbing my clit with her big toe. Gently at first, but steadily picking up in pace until I started moaning in pleasure and getting really wet.

“Mmmm, I can feel you are getting all soaked down there, little girl. I think you are ready now…”

She then started pushing her big toe in my pussy and pushed it in and out a few times, causing me to squirm. But she did not stop there. After a few minutes she started pushing further, inserting each toe in my pussy. She then stopped there, all her toes in my stretched pussy.

“Ooh, I can feel your pussy all around my toes, Gaby…but that’s not enough…I wanna see how far my foot can go!”

She then started pushing her foot deeper in me. I was feeling so stretched and full, like never before. The sensation was overwhelming and I started moaning louder. Seeing this, Laura started pumping her foot in and out of me, as deep as it could go. Slowly at first, but picking up on pace, until it felt like a jack hammer pounding in my pussy. I had never felt anything like it before. Her foot was so much bigger and harder than any cock I had had before. And while pushing it in she was twisting it around, touching all my pussy erogenous zones at the same time. It was too much for me to resist and after a few minutes I came with a loud scream and fell back exhausted.

Laura then laid next to me hugged me with her left arm and started stroking my hair with her right hand.

“What a good little girl. You made me really happy! Come, let’s go to the bedroom…I still have many more things to show you…”

In her bedroom, Laura had me kneeling in front of her bed. she grabbed my mouth between the fingers of her right hands and made me look into her eyes.

“Gaby, I’m going to blindfold you and tie your hands now and then I want you to obey my commands. Is that clear?”

I nodded meekly. Laura then rummaged through a drawer in your wardrobe and came back with a black blindfold and a pair of handcuffs. She then proceeded to tie the blindfold around my head and cuff my hand behind my back. As I knelt now completely blinded, I felt her sitting on the bed in front of me. She then put a finger in front of my mouth and said, “Gaby, I want you to suck my finger. I want you to take it all in and suck it as hard and passionately as you can.”

I took her finger in my mouth and did as she commanded, running my tongue all over her finger and sucking it as hard as I could. I could hear a few soft moans escape her mouth and imagined she was really enjoying my performance.

After a few minutes she removed her finger. She then leaned in close to my ear, close enough that her nose was touching my hair. I twitched, almost imperceptibly, at the touch. She then whispered in my ear, “You are a good little slut Gaby. But this is not enough for me. I want you to be my lesbian slave. I will make you forget men forever. When I’m done with you, all you will crave is my foot in your pussy. That’s what you want isn’t it?”

Before I could answer, she grabbed my nipples with her fingers and pulled them hard, causing me to yelp. She then started twisting my nipples.

“Say it. Say that you want to be my lesbian slave forever…”

“I…I want it…”, I whispered.

“I can’t hear you.” She then started slapping my breasts, causing me to tremble after each slap.

“Say it louder. Say you want to be my lesbian slave forever”. She kept slapping my breasts and pulling my nipples, while I was unable to protect myself with my tied hands. The waves of pain were mixed with waves of intense pleasure and I could not resist much longer.

“I…I…ouch…I wanna be your lesbian…ouch…slave forever!” I almost yelled.

After hearing that, Laura stopped.

“Now, that’s a good girl. I think you deserve a reward.”

She then grabbed my hair from the back and yanked me up, made me turn and then pushed me into the bed. She positioned me with my head on the pillow. I could then hear her taking her clothes off. She then climbed into the bed and started licking my nipples with her tongue.

It felt like a jolt of electricity running through my breasts. At first she just used the tip of her tongue and would flick my nipples. But she soon started getting bolder. She began using her whole tongue to lick my nipples and finally she took one of my nipples in her mouth. In fact not just my nipple…she took in almost my whole breast in her mouth and then started furiously sucking it, causing me to squirm and moan. She alternated doing that to both my breasts and I soon started getting wet and excited.

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