All during the talking Keith's eyes were on his teacher-to-be's body. "I'll do anything you ask!"
Bettina laughed. "That is how I planned it. You are to do whatever I ask. No questions-just do as I ask. Understand?"
"I do," Keith said. He swallowed some wine. "Anything you ask-Tina."
"Fine." Bettina finished her wine and Keith gulped down the rest of his. She stood up and said, "Come with me."
Keith followed Bettina into her bedroom; and from there into the bathroom.
The bathroom contained a separate tub and shower. A couch with a sunlamp overhead. A toilet and a bidet side by side. And a long table with a sink on one end and a cosmetic layout on the other.
In the center of the table was a pile of pantyhose, bras, little half-slips, and lacy panties. It was indeed a soft and colorful pile of cock-raising material.
Keith sat down on the couch and Bettina said, "I was about to wash my undies when you knocked on the door." She set the stopper and ran warm water into the sink. "Have you ever felt a girl's underthings?" she asked.
"No. Not ever," Keith answered.
"Come here then," Bettina said.
Keith left the couch to stand before the little pile of goodies. With shaking hands he felt the flimsy material.
"Don't they feel nice?" Bettina asked. She sat down in the chair before her makeup mirror. "Smell them. Smell the crotch piece on the pantyhose. See if you like me-I mean smell if you like me!"
Keith held the crotch piece to his nose. He inhaled the faint odor of womanhood; it was pure perfume and she-scent. He liked it so much his little prick fattened up for the second time since he had entered the apartment.
Bettina said, "Close your eyes and snuggle your nose in it. Tell me what you are thinking."
Keith's thoughts were like shadows: He imagined this gorgeous redhead spread-eagled nude on a bed, her body writhing and twisting under his intimate caresses, her big tits ready for his hot hands. He could see himself forcing her sensual thighs farther apart and coming down hard on her bare belly, his stiff prick prodding the entrance to her love nest!
"I'm fucking you," he said, continuing to inhale the odor on the crotch piece of the pantyhose.
"Lick it," Bettina ordered.
Keith stretched the crotch piece and licked it.
"Good," Bettina said. "I can almost feel your tongue on my pussy, but it's too early for that pleasure now."
Keith reached down to adjust his fattened cock. Bettina saw the move and said, "If your little prick is uncomfortable take it out-let me see what you have to give me."
Keith placed the pantyhose on the pile of dainties and unzipped his fly. He reached inside his shorts and pulled out his prick.
"Mercy!" Bettina said, clapping her hands. "What a baby that is-and a belly hugger. I like that kind."
Despite his blushing, Keith said, "Can't we fuck now?"
"No!" Bettina said severely. "You do as I tell you or we don't do anything at all. Understand?"
"Yes," Keith said humbly. "I'm sorry."
"Remember that!"
"I will," Keith said. His cock was standing up straight against his slacks like a hook of stuffed flesh.
Bettina said, "Take my panties one at a time and place the crotch piece over your cute prick."
Keith draped the soft things over his short stout rod. There were five of them-two of them black and lacy.
"Now place the pantyhose over your prick," Bettina ordered as she watched with pleasure as Keith did as he was told.
"Now you can be my maid," Bettina said. "Wash the slips."
Keith obeyed. He had watched his mother soak her stockings in the lavatory at home. He did the same with Bettina's little slips. He washed and rinsed them and placed them on the table by the sink.
"Now wash my pantyhose."
Keith took the pantyhose off his prick and washed them as he had washed the slips.
"Now the panties."
After all the enchanting things were washed and rinsed Bettina instructed Keith how to use a small portable dryer which she had taken from the cabinet under the table. In following her orders Keith's cock had begun to sag a little.
Bettina returned to the vanity chair to watch Keith handle her undies. When they were all in and drying, she said, "Now take your clothes off, Sonny. I want to see what you look like-all bare-assed and ready for play."
Keith stripped and stood before his teacher in all his naked glory. Despite his short stature he was a handsome boy with a fine body.
"Mercy! Mercy!" Bettina exclaimed. "You are a nice boy, Sonny-do you want to become my pet?"
"Yes." Keith's cock had lost its erection as he felt some embarrassment in front of Bettina. "Then get down on your hands and knees and he my doggie-and don't talk."
Keith nodded and went down on his hands and knees.
"Listen to me and do what you are told. Understand?"
Keith nodded again. He looked at Bettina who now sat on the edge of the vanity chair with her long legs spread apart. Her cunt lips were high and thick and the material of the body stocking outlined the adorable cunt as well as it did the ample breasts. Keith's eyes had been on it ever since he had first noticed the cunt so well displayed by the stretchable fabric.
Bettina said, "Come to me, my pet. Sniff around my red-haired cunt like a good doggie."
Keith's cock was on the rise again. He moved on hands and knees until his head was between Bettina's thighs. He sniffed at the cloth that covered her twat until she pushed his head away.
Bettina reached behind her and managed to move the torso-long zipper on her body stocking. She pulled her arms from the sleeves and uncovered her breasts. "Aren't they nice?" she asked.
Keith nodded in agreement, remembering not to talk. His cock stiffened more as he looked at the delectable mounds above him.
"Kiss the nipples like a good doggie," Bettina said.
Keith raised himself and kissed each red nub on its circle of pink.
Bettina pushed Keith's head away. "Sniff my pussy some more," she ordered as she separated her legs still farther. "And do some licking this time, pet. Let me see what the real thing will be like."
Keith sniffed and licked the material that covered the cunt.
"You'll learn, my pet," Bettina said. She pushed Keith's head away again and stood up, saying, "Now to the real thing."
Slowly Bettina moved the body stocking off her hips and down her legs. She sat down and thrust her legs at Keith. "Take it off!" she commanded.
Keith pulled the body stocking from Bettina's shapely legs and feet, making her all bare. She turned slowly, "How do you like me?" she asked.
Keith was still doggie. He didn't say a word, but his cock expanded a little more and moved closer to his belly.
"Good doggie," Bettina said. She got down on her hands and knees so her well-rounded buttocks were facing Keith's avid gaze.
"Now lick my ass," she said simply.
Keith, without hesitation, licked the valley between Tina's healthy buttocks. And the way she was sexually stacked (her lush lips were like two thick slices of peach between her thighs), Keith could not help but lick her cunt.
"My ass!" Bettina rolled her hips to get Keith's mouth away from the tidbit she wanted to reserve for later. "I said lick my ass!"
After the scolding Keith concentrated on the little puckered hole; it was brown and hairless. He licked and licked and licked.
"Nice doggie," Bettina said. "I really like that-feels so good."
Keith licked some more before Bettina started for the bedroom on her hands and knees. Keith followed her and when she paused for a second he licked the little brown spot until she moved on again. By the time they reached the studio, saliva was dripping down between the red-haired lips of her twat!