Guest Speaker

"I ignored Jane Saturday morning and just left the room after showering and getting dressed, I didn't feel like studying in our room and went to the library. Saturday afternoon when I came back Jane was there and I thought I should say something, but she just apologized again and looked so sad, she was tearing up, I told her I forgave her but didn't want to talk about what happened right now. A few days later we were less awkward, not quite back to normal and avoiding any sexy topics when we talked, when I suggested one evening that I'd still be willing to help her, if she was willing to be tied up so she wouldn't hurt me. I was turned on by the thought, but also I genuinely wanted to help Jane."

"I hadn't really thought much about bondage before professor, I mean I'd seen it in movies and porn when I occasionally tried to masturbate but I think it was more the sex and naked women that turned me on, not the bondage" I added.

"Anyway, Jane turned kind of red again and quietly said yes, she'd still like my help and she was okay being tied up. I suggested we try again on Friday, if I was able to get what we needed, but that we'd first have to talk about consent and safety and that I expected her to look up those topics ahead of time so that she was prepared for our conversation. I looked up sex stores in town and bought a set of restraining straps, they fasten your wrists to your legs so you're held in a, I think it's called a frog position, and a ball gag. The prices for blindfolds were ridiculous though, I bought a night mask intended for sleeping and some earplugs at the drugstore. And disposable wipes! I even bought some dental dams, though given our discussion about sexual history I didn't think we'd decide to use them, and Jane agreed that as long as I was comfortable she didn't see the need."

The professor looked a bit concerned at this and I spoke up "Whether or not you agree, professor, it's what we decided at the time, and with the specific exceptions we'll be talking about with their own precautions, not then but by now we've been in a monogamous relationship for over a year."

"When I looked up stuff about safewords it also talked about having non-verbal signals when gagged, I didn't know yet that I would be but I was reading all about the topic, but to be honest I felt like I needed to be forced to orgasm and we weren't intending to do anything painful, and also given how out of control I'd been the previous Friday I didn't think a nonverbal safe gesture would really work well" I said.

Nat resumed "Yes, I was a bit reluctant from what I'd read, I hadn't been into bondage but had looked into it before and again before Friday, but I got Jane's point, and I'd be lying if I wasn't turned on by the thought of total control. We discussed what I'd been doing, again Jane didn't want to lose her hymen or have anything anal or have pain beyond gentle biting, I hadn't bought clamps or anything anyway, I suggested that we'd start with getting naked, then tying or strapping, then blindfolding and ear plugs, a little sexual stimulation while she could control the noise, and then if she still hadn't safeworded out I'd confirm she wanted me to continue, I'd gag her and try to bring her to orgasm."

The professor asked, "What was your safeword, if it's not too private?"

"Potato. I think I chose it because I was thinking of wanting potato chips!" I said, smiling.

"I then had a thought, I asked Jane if she wanted her first orgasm recorded. I said it would be on her phone, she'd have control, but that it was the kind of thing I wished I had and might be good for fantasies and masturbating later, and that if she did want it I could record it so her face wasn't obvious."

"I was shocked at first professor, I mean I'd been warned and agreed that sharing sex pics and videos is risky, but Nat had asked, I wouldn't have known if I was blindfolded, and she suggested doing it on my phone. But I told her, I trusted her, and her phone had a much better camera, and that since it would be private I actually kind of wanted my face, I mean with blindfold and gag but still my face, showing me experiencing orgasm."

"Anyway, professor, we proceeded that way, I made sure Jane was pretty comfortable at each stage, well as much as you can be naked, restrained, blindfolded, unable to hear much after putting earplugs and headphones on, no music or anything just to block more sound, and Jane confirmed she wanted to be gagged and experience orgasm if I could help her. I could and did. This was about Jane, I didn't pose or do much before starting with her. I was turned on but also very tired by the end, using my fingers, mouth, sex toys, I have washable ones so used hot water and soap and alcohol wipes on them ahead of time, Jane got close to orgasm reasonably quickly, but then it took a long time, with me taking breaks, stopping the recording each time, to finally bring her to orgasm. And I wasn't sure if she wanted continued stimulation afterwards or not, and I was pretty exhausted myself, I undid the gag first once Jane wasn't trying to scream."

"Thank you so much, that was fantastic, was what I told Nat. I had tears of happiness and couldn't stop smiling. I asked Nat to take out the earplugs but leave the blindfold and straps on for now, to let me just stay like that for a while."

"I was too exhausted to masturbate myself, professor, and I'd used my tongue enough I wasn't inclined to talk much. After a few minutes I took of the blindfold and unstrapped Jane, when she could see me I smiled at her and said the same thing about my tongue being too tired to talk, we'd talk Saturday."

"I know I told Jane, in this conversation and since you won't be my student, feel free to call me Barbara, though even as a guest speaker if we go ahead with that, I'd prefer being addressed in class as professor or doctor."

"Thanks, but I think I prefer calling you professor" said Nat.

"Me too" I added.

"I talked before about how I didn't like messiness, but after my first orgasm, it had been so wonderful, I wanted to go to bed without showering or otherwise cleaning up. I mean Nat had put a towel under me when we first started, I did change that for a new towel, I wanted to go to bed like I was but not wake up with messy damp sheets! Saturday I again thanked Nat, she encouraged me to now try masturbating and said that as long as I cleaned them I could try her sex toys too. I tried masturbating a lot that weekend, it was that and coursework, and after that Friday Nat said she didn't mind if I masturbated with her in the room as long as I didn't mind if she did the same. I had less time after the weekend, but still spent at least an hour each day, but I still couldn't bring myself to orgasm, when I started getting close I still lost control and couldn't continue stimulating myself, by hand or with toys. I even tried watching the video of my first orgasm, which turned me on a lot, but I still couldn't come. On Thursday, I asked Nat if she could please help me again on Friday."

"I said yes, of course, but if it took as long as it did before, I couldn't be sure I'd be able to help her. In the meantime, after bringing Jane to her first orgasm and then being too tired to masturbate that first time on Friday, I was extra horny on Saturday and after masturbating, I decided to check out something that I'd been thinking about before coming to school here. I'd read that clinics here are much better at prescribing androgen for those desiring clitoral growth, for mental or self realization reasons, no physical medical reason needed, and I was surprisingly able to get a Saturday afternoon appointment and prescription, which I bought and eagerly started applying that same day. Only bad thing was, the doctor told me that at least for the first week, except for applying the gel I should avoid touching my clitoris or area around it, both no masturbating and no intercourse until I was sure I wasn't feeling any short-term side effects. I'm pretty horny, but except for what happened to me in Europe, I'm pretty careful, always follow instructions for medicine, that kind of stuff. So it was tough, especially hearing Jane masturbate unsuccessfully every night, not touching myself except for when I was applying the gel or creme. More of a gel."

"I didn't know what Nat was doing, I mean since we were being open about masturbation I saw her rubbing some cream on her genitals, I was surprised she wasn't masturbating more or to orgasm. Only later, after our next Friday when we talked on the weekend, did I realize what she was doing" I added.

"Anyway, while I was starting on growing my clit which Jane didn't know about yet, and she was unsuccessfully masturbating a lot, which I definitely knew about, I wasn't surprised to be asked by Jane to help her again. I did, and was still turned on, but it took even longer than the first time, maybe because the whole bondage experience was no longer quite as new and exciting, I'm not sure. I didn't record it this time, so that part was a bit easier. I told Jane afterwards that I was athletic but didn't have that much stamina, that if we were going to do more and actually be in a relationship or friends with benefits, that we'd have to talk about expectations and things that might help on the weekend. I don't know if the androgen cream had already had an effect or it was psychological, but I'd been super horny all week, and was greatly looking forward to Saturday evening when it would have been a full week. While we were both lying in bed with the lights out afterwards, and before we had time to fall asleep, I reminded Jane that we'd talk tomorrow about what might help her come more easily with me, or at all, while masturbating."