0 comments/ 32732 views/ 1 favorites Claire Takes Control By: ctemple 1. He sat in his car munching on a peanut butter sandwich that he had brought for lunch. The junior college parking lot was about half full. Then he saw a Lexus come in and park. A tall dark headed women got out and began looking around as though she were lost. She was wearing one the shortest, tightest pair of blue-jean cutoffs that he had ever seen. He looked at the leggy girl for a few seconds and then said, "Wow!" The kid found himself getting an erection just looking at the sexy female who had just shown up. Then it hit him, that looks like Claire Revelle! He got out of his car and stood next to it and began looking her way. The tall girl saw him and immediately began walking towards him. "Hey!" "Hey yourself!" she said leaning against his car. "You look great!" he said, "how did you know where to find me?" "I didn't have your cell phone number and I called your house and your Mom answered!" Claire said and laughed. "And I'm like fuck, what am I going to say, I'm not supposed to know you." The girl paused briefly, "I thought about saying that your son is really hot and I wanted to have him come over because I wanted to milk him and blow smoke in his face and after that I was going to introduce him to my girl friends who were going to smoke him up and fuck him." The girl giggled some more and leaned back further. The kid said, "So what did you say then?" "Well, I said that I had met you at the graduation party and that I knew you worked on bushes, and I wanted you to do some work on the shubbery around the house, I didn't go into many details, I was mysterious," she said, pleased with her air of glamour. "Like Carmen Sternwood," the kid said. "Who's that?" she asked. "A girl I used to play pool with," he said dryly. "You're goofy," the girl said. She had beautiful skin, looking at her in the afternoon light. The kid took Claire's hand, he said, "I've thought about you a lot, it's great to see you again." The girl squeezed his hand, "I've thought a lot about you too sweetie." The girl beamed at him, showing pretty teeth and pink lips; her light green eyes looking at him. Then she leaned in and kissed him. "I thought you were mad at me," the kid said looking down. "Oh fuck no! Not at all." "I just thought you were upset." "Look honey, I asked you over to my house and if you had done something that I didn't like, I would've kicked you out." The girl grinned at him again, making quite a bit of eye contact, she was standing now right in front of the kid. "I want you to come over tonight honey," she said. "Sure," the kid said, "what time?" "About eight o'clock." "Okay, well thanks for asking me," the kid said smiling at Claire. "You're not being asked, you're being told," she said smiling at him. "Okay," he replied smiling a little. His balls began tingling now, the effect her attitude was having on him. "Tonight you get your first smoke up," she said. "Alright," he said. The kid looked carefully at her, she had lovely skin and seemed quite young standing in the light with it glinting off of her hair. She was dressed very provocatively with tight shorts and a white shirt that was pulled up to show off her navel. She caught him looking at her and smiled broadly. The girl grinned at him, "Good answer, I want to continue with your education though, we we're just getting started." She paused for a moment and then went on, "Look honey, I want to teach you about dominant girl sex, that's why I asked you over to my house in the first place. I don't want there to be any misunderstandings. That means that I'll smoke you, jerk you off, have CFNM parties, threesomes, I'll probably farm you out to my friends, we share guys back and forth." The kid had dark green eyes, Claire stared at them and alternated between smiling and pouting, she'd already gotten one kiss and wanted another one. She stood right in front of him hoping for another kiss. The kid was extremely nice looking and she was excited by him, except, his eyes bothered her a little. She again stared at the kid's green eyes, "Do you remember what I told you your first order is?" She had two perfectly shaped jugs that were pointed right at him, if he moved a little to one side she moved until she was right in front of him. The kid thought for a few seconds, remembering how she liked to play her little dominance games, finding her appealing he said, "Yes Ma'am is the right answer?" "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer," she mildly corrected him. "But that's pretty good," she said. "Yes, I'd really like to come over," he said touching Claire's arm. "Great!" she said. She squeezed his hand hard. 2. The kid parked his car in the same spot that he been in ten days earlier. He had put on dress pants and a shirt; he hadn't really been sure how to dress. But in his brief dealings with women, he'd learned that he was better off to be a little overdressed than to look too casual. It was a medium sized house, it was already dark but the house was well lit on the outside. The place was nicely manicured with cut grass and trimmed bushes. He sat in the car for a few seconds, he was not completely convinced at all that spending time with Claire Revelle was a good idea, she was incredibly exciting but disturbing. The kid found his would be mistress highly appealing and disgusting at the same time. He didn't like all the talk about dominance, and thought about sticking her with a razor that he carried. She was an incredible turn on but brought out a dark side at the same time. Finally he got out of his car and headed for the door and rang the bell. In a very short period of time she answered it. "Hey!" she said, "Come on in." "Thanks." They walked through the front door into the living room, the same room that he had been in a few days earlier. He noticed the same nice mixture of antiques and modern furniture that he had seen before. Then he looked down the hallway to the room that she had taken him before, her smoke room she called it. She wanted to teach him about smoke fetishes. She was wearing a short blue skirt with a white blouse that was low cut, showing off her pretty tits. She had very shapely curvy legs, the kid couldn't help looking at them as he followed her through the house. "Why don't you sit down sweetie," she said pointing to the couch. The kid sat down and began to relax himself. Then she sat down in a wooden antique rocking chair across from where he was sitting. Claire said, "Do you want something to drink, preferably non alcoholic?" "No, that's okay," he replied. They sat not talking for a few seconds. He saw her smiling at him, then she said, "Do you know what a fetish is?" "I have an idea," he said. "A fetish is like a sex tool," she said, "mine is smoke." "Uh huh," the kid said. "I like to blow smoke at guys," she said. Then she said, "I want to teach about smoke and dominant girl sex." "Right," the kid said. She said, "So if I say things to you, it's that's the way that this works, do you understand?" "I guess," he said. He sounded more confused than he was, he had a fair idea of what she was getting at, and it excited and scared him at the same time. She stared at the kid for a few seconds, he was a fairly tall kid and wiry, a shade under six feet tall, with dark blond hair and tan skin, wide strong looking shoulders. He had a pretty looking babyish face, and dark green eyes that were kind of odd looking, as though they didn't go with the rest of the face. He was a gorgeous looking boy and Claire liked everything about him except the eyes, he seldom made much eye contact, and when he did, he looked right through her. She didn't say anything for awhile as though she were thinking, then she said, "This is why you were brought over, to initiate you into the world of the smoke fetish; I'm going to give you your first smoke up tonight." He felt his breath catch in his throat at the thought of being smoked. Claire's pretty shoulder-length dark hair kept falling in front of her eyes and she tossed her head back to get it out of the way. She had deep, sultry sexy eyes, the kid noticed their hypnotic intensity as she made lots of eye contact. He felt an intense excitement mixed with fear that he usually felt around his seductive mistress. He avoided looking at her eyes and the confident look that she had on her face. Her expression was very erotic. The kid noticed that she seemed to be working herself up to something very quickly. He was incredibly excited by the way that she could take control but also revolted by it. Claire was very proud of her pretty tits, and took every opportunity for the handsome young kid to get a good look at them. She came over and stood in front of him. She stared at him, then said, "I'm ready to start teaching you, see if you remember anything from your last session." She reached out and touched his chin and said, "Who's the boss?" "You are," he said, lying to her. She waited a few seconds and then said, "Fuck you, what if I call your mom and tell her that you asked me to blow smoke on you?" "That was your idea," he replied, startled at her remark. "Fuck you," she said again. The kid said, "Now wait a minute, this was all your idea." She laughed and then said, "Fuck off, I'll do whatever I want." She stared at him and laughed again, "Fuck you." "This was your idea," the kid said laughing himself. "Shut up, shut the fuck up," she said, "kiss my ass honey." She grinned broadly and said, "You're just a kid, you little sonavabitch. I'll just get on the phone and tell your mother how much you like smoke and that you'll do just about anything to get me to smoke you." "Hold on," he said. "You hold on," she leered at him, "I've seen guys like you before, you're standing there thinking where's the smoke, where's the smoke; you'll shoot your wad before I blow five puffs at you. Then you'll want to do it again. You'll do whatever I want too. So fuck you." She stared at him watching his reaction, he didn't seem to be embarrassed but leered at her with obvious excitement. "You'll do whatever I want won't you?" He didn't say anything, staring at her. "What's your first order?" she said in a commanding voice. "Yes Ma'am!" he said in a loud voice but not truthful voice. "Okay, alright," she said, "good answer." The girl stuck her boobs out at him and leered again, "Who's the boss, I ask again?" "You are." The kid was very excited, his heart was racing with all the dirty talk and her domineering attitude. She seemed to be able to turn excitement up extremely fast. She made a face with her mouth then said, "You'll be kissing my ass." "Go and look in that closet over there," Claire said. The kid stood there for a minute not doing anything. "Now!" she said. The kid looked over at a closet that was in the side of the living room that they were standing in, then he went over to it and stood in front of it. Claire walked over and stood next to him as he opened the door, she said, "What the fuck are you doing?" "Opening the closet." "When I give you an order, then answer by saying Yes Ma'am, you got it?" "Yes Ma'am," the kid said. She stood with her arms folded and grinning at her protégé, enjoying her dominance head game. "Okay go ahead and look," she said. The closet had shelves in it and on each were cartons and packs of cigarettes, with different makes and brands. "Wow!" the kid said, "that's a lot of cigarettes." Claire giggled and said, "No shit!" "Oh wow, there must be fifty cartons in there," the kid said. "You know who buys those; the smoke boys, it's the least they could do in appreciation of their mistress," Claire bragged. "Really?" "Uh huh baby, you'll be making regular buys." She pushed her silky black hair out of her eyes and stared at her protégé for two seconds, then she said, "Pick out something I can smoke you with." "Really?" he said. "Yes." "I like the long ones, the longer, the better," he said. Claire said, "Yeah, the smoke fetish seems to go with long and thin, like Malibu, Misty Lights and VS." "VS?" he said. "Virginia Slims, I thought you liked smoke?" she said a little exasperated. "Oh I do like smoke," the kid said, "I just don't know that much about it." "120's are the longest," she said, "they used to make a 164 but they don't make it anymore." "164, wow, I would have liked to see one of those," he said. "Oh yeah! Those sonavabitches were long, I looked like a model holding one," Claire said. "You look like model now," the kid replied. "Thanks baby." Claire ground her thighs together excited even more by his compliment. Claire reached into the closet and pulled out a carton of Virginia Slims 120 Menthol, "Here open it." The kid took it with his hands trembling somewhat. "Hurry the fuck up," she said. The kid got the pack out quickly and handed it to her. "Open it!" she commanded. "Yes Ma'am." The kid tore the cellophane off and got one of the long thin looking cigarettes out. She was standing next to him with her hands on her hips. "Hand it to me," she said. "Yes Ma'am," the kid replied. Claire took the long pretty looking cigarette in her right hand and held it down at her side, she said, "Okay here's the drill, I've decided to give you a little smoke test, it's to break in a new smoke slave, and see how well they follow orders, so, go get my lighter and pick up an ash tray." "Yes Ma'am," the kid said enthusiastically. "I don't know where your lighter is," the kid said excitedly. "The lighter's in my purse, which is over on the couch, and there's an ash tray in front of it." The kid quickly got the ashtray and lighter and brought them back. "You hang onto them," she said. "Go over and sit on the couch," she said. "Yes Ma'am." The kid went over and sat down. He had the girl's lighter in one hand and the ashtray in the other. She came and stood over him, she stood over him briefly, alternately staring and then smirking. Then she took her cigarette out, held it on front of his face for awhile and put it in her mouth. She leaned down until the cigarette was about four inches away from his face. "Go sit at the other end of the couch," she said. "Yes Ma'am." He went and sat down at the other end of the couch. She looked at him and said, "Get back here and sit down in front of me." "But you just told me to move." "Shut the fuck up and get back here," she laughed at him. "Yes Ma'am." He got up, sat back down. She stood over him and said, "Light up time." The kid was staring at the long thin pretty looking cigarette that she had in her hand and was waving around. Then she put it in her mouth and leaned down over the kid until she was right in front of his face. "Okay, light it, now!" she said. "Yes Ma'am," he said with intense satisfaction. The butane lighter lit on the second try and he held it up to the protruding cigarette and watched the flame touch it. Then came the exhale and the thick smoke puff hit him in the face. Wow! He thought. He was just as eager to be hit by that first puff of smoke as she had said he would be. It was thick, but not unpleasant. The ball of smoke hovered around him, he watched it as it hung in the air. Then the kid looked up at her anxiously anticipating the next puff, and then he was hit by another blast of smoke. "Look here," she said. She held the burning lit cigarette out in front of the kid's face, then standing right in front of him, took another good puff and blasted him in the face with a white ball of smoke. Whew! he thought when the smoke took away his breath when it first hit him. The kid looked up at his mistress, he loved the satisfied smirk she got on her face. "Get the ashtray," she commanded. "Yes Ma'am." She moved even closer to him for the fifth puff and again the ball of opaque smoke took his breath away briefly. Then without pausing, the burning cigarette went back to her lips and another thick puff of smoke hit in right in the face, and again it took his breath away. "How about that?" she said. "Awesome," he replied. "This is really just the beginning," she said, "I wanted you to get a good taste of what being smoked is like." Claire looked down at her young protégé, he had a dreamy half hypnotic look on his face, very pleased with her power, she smiled a satisfied grin and eagerly put the burning cigarette back to her mouth, did a snap inhale and blew smoke at the kid's nose. She then waited a bit and blew three other quick smoke balls at the kid. The cigarette was pretty well burned down now. She said, "Look here!" The kid looked up at his mistress, as soon as she caught his look, the burning smoke went back to her lips, then another deep puff followed by another white blast of smoke. "Look at me!" she commanded. And then without pausing she blew another ball of smoke at the kid's face. "Ash tray!" she ordered as it hit him. As he held it up she snubbed the cigarette out and blew the last puff flush at him. "Now that's what I wanted to do to you when I met you at your Mom's party," she said, threw her head back and looked down at him, "I wanted another conquest, and now I'm getting it aren't I?" "Yes Ma'am," he said, somewhat dazed by the experience, it seemed like his cock had gotten harder everytime he had been hit by another ball of smoke. He could hardly move but his erection was as hard as a rock. "Uh huh!" she said laughing. She nodded her head up and down smiling, she said, "You think you liked this, wait until you've been smoked up forty or fifty times, this was just a taste!" The kid shook his head, amazed by the seductive power of the smoke. Then she pointed down at the butt in the ash tray, "And that was just one fucking cigarette, what do you think five or six will be like?" "Wow!" he exlaimed, shaking his head. The smoke still hung in the air around the kid where she had blown it at him. "You will do a light up whenever you're told to do one," she said and began laughing. "Yes Ma'am," he said shaking his head again. "Uh huh!" Claire said and laughed some more. She looked at the nice big bulge that we sticking out of his groin, and nodded again. The kid was completely excited, he was almost at the point of orgasm after her blowing one puff after another of smoke in his face. And her attitude! It was incredible! Claire reached out and touched his cheek, she said, "Okay sweetie now you're in my smoke harem." Then she stood in front of him, "That was just a taste, I'm ready to give you the rest of it, lets go to the smoke room." The kid was a little dazed by the smoke and his orgasmic feeling, so he sat there not doing anything. She stood in front of him with her hands on her middle, when he didn't say anything she said,"Now!" "Yes Ma'am," he said standing up. "Come on!" she commanded. He followed her back through the hallway of the house back to a closed door. She got to a door and stood next to it, "Open it," she said. "Yes Ma'am," he said. The kid opened the door and walked in. It was a different room than the one he had been in before. She reached out and pinched his ass as he walked in. She stood in front of him and caressed the hard on sticking out of his pants. While he was thinking about that, she bent down and got on her knees and ran her tongue over his zipper. The kid was extremely excited, from fear and desire, mostly desire, his heart pounded in his chest and his cock was as hard as it could get. Still he looked about the room, there were two windows that looked like they could be broken, he was happy to see. They had lace curtains that were open in front of them, even though it was dark now. The room had antique furniture in it and a big bed with an old metal headboard. Claire Takes Control Almost as though she had sensed what he was thinking, she got up and began shutting the curtains. She pulled a cigarette out the pack that she had been carrying and put it in her mouth. Here it comes! He thought. "Get the lighter out," she said. "I don't have it," he said somewhat sheepishly. She sighed with an exasperated tone and sat down on the bed and took the cigarette out and held it, "Go and get it," she ordered him. "Yes Ma'am," he said. The kid went back down the hallway looking for the ashtray. He had an icy feeling running up his spine. What if I just leave right now he said to himself. He was afraid of his bitchy mistress, she had loads of seductive power, it bothered the kid. He was afraid of what she might do to him, or what he might do to her if provoked enough. He carried a straight razor, and a cross. He found the lighter and stood there thinking. Finally he turned and went back. The he opened the door. "What the hell took you so long?" she asked. "I couldn't find it," he said, lying. "I looked in the chair and then the couch, then the chair again." She got off the bed and stood next to him. She had an evil look and he tried not to look at her face. This was not successful, standing next to him, her eyes bored into his. "I was looking and looking." "Shut the fuck up," she ordered. "Yes Ma'am," he said. "Get an ash tray out." "I don't know where it is." "In the drawer." "Yes Ma'am," he said. The kid tried to calm himself but it was very difficult, he kept looking at the long elegant looking cigarette that she held, and thinking about the first puff and the puff after that and the puff after that. He was holding the ashtray and she stood in front of the kid and put her hands in back of her head to better reveal two bosomy tits. She said, "It's just about time for your second light up." "Yes Ma'am." "The first time or two that a guy gets smoked, he gets a little light-headed. It takes awhile to get used to all that smoke," she said, "I smoked a guy here last week and he almost fainted." "How many cigarettes did you smoke?" the kid asked. "Six, I think." "Wow!" "Shit, I could smoke ten in half an hour and not bat an eye, I used to win the smoking contests we had in the dorm in college," Claire said bragging to the kid. The kid said, "That's awesome!" "Sometimes I'll like light four or five at once and put them around the guy's head to make it smokier faster; it makes for a better smoke up," she said smirking. "Once I give you a good smoke up, you'll want more smoke, and more smoke, and more smoke," the vixen said nodding her head up and down. The kid was leaning back against the wall, "If I call you at two in the morning, you'll be right over here, you won't hardly be able to wait to do that next fucking light up," she said. She looked at him with a confident smile. "I'm just telling you what it's like." She said, "First I'll smoke you, then I'll introduce you to my friend Kate and she'll smoke you. I'll introduce you to my other friends and have them smoke you up. Sometimes we have group smoke sessions. There's about twelve of us girls who like CFNM, smoking guys and witchcraft. I've taught some other women about dominance games and how to use smoke as a weapon, how to use smoke and attitude to get what you want from men." He stared at her briefly. His cock was already big and hard at the thought of all the smoke. Then she got her long thin cigarette and held out on front of him. She said, "What do you need to know?" "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer." She nodded her head up and down, smiling at him as she did it, "Good answer!" His eyes kept coming back to the perfectly shaped tits that were right in front of him, hanging out of the low cut blouse she had on. "Pretty tit," he said. "You be quiet!" she said. Then he slipped his arms around her and pulled her in tight, she was caught by surprise but still her head tilted sideways and her lips opened invitingly for a kiss. "Ohhhh!" she said as the kid's hot tongue explored her. There was one kiss followed by another and then a third. Then Claire broke away from him. "You little sonavabitch!" she exclaimed. "Goddamnit," she said, her eyes flashing. Claire stared at him for a few seconds then she said, "I think you need a demonstration." Then she held the cigarette out and put it in front of his face. She put it back in her mouth and stood directly in front of him, "Light it, now!" she commanded. Wow! he thought. The kid quickly pulled the lighter out of his pocket and lit it and held the flame up to the cigarette. The kid watched stunned as a big cloud of smoke arrived and enveloped his face and head. Practically hypnotized, he watched the cigarette go up to her lips, then the glowing tip, here it comes he thought; then his face and head covered with smoke. Unable to see her face after the smoke came out of her mouth. The thick smoke ball hung around his head making it hard to breath. She stood in front of him where she had been before. She took a big puff and without inhaling blew it directly into the kid's face. Then without pausing, she took another quick puff and blew it right at him. A third quick exhale blasted him very quickly. He watched as again the burning cigarette went up to her lips, then a cheek hollowing inhale followed by another white blast of smoke. In a short period of time, there was a thick haze of smoke hanging around the kid's head. She wasn't waiting between puffs, there was one ball of smoke hitting him, then another and another. The kid found himself breathing hard, from the excitement and the cloud of smoke around his face. She had reached over and had gotten an ashtray from the nightstand and flicked ashes into it. She stared at the cute kid and said, "Who's the boss now?" "You are." "Good answer," she said confidently. He found himself stunned by being by the balls of white smoke, it was as if he were almost unconscious, except that his cock was as big and hard as a block of concrete. She rolled her eyes a bit at the kid then said, "Go sit on the bed." "Yes Ma'am," the kid said. Then he went and sat down. She stood in front of the kid and blasted him with an exhale of smoke. He watched her as she looked at the ceiling, then she said, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" "You told me to sit down," he said surprised. "Shut the fuck up and go stand by the door." "Yes Ma'am," he said. The kid walked the short three or four feet to the closed door in a sort of orgasmic haze. It was difficult for him to control himself. His mind being pretty well blown by the smoke up. She was standing next to him now. "You getting the motherfucking message?" she asked. "Yes Ma'am," he said. "This is all part of your training as a smoke slave," she said smiling, pleased with herself. "Where's the ashtray?" she asked. "I think you left it over on the bed," he replied. "So, get the motherfucker, now!" "Yes Ma'am." He reached down and picked up the ashtray. "Hold it out!" "Yes Ma'am." She had smoked it very fast and her cigarette was two thirds gone now. She said, "Look at me! You like smoke, check this out." She took a good puff, blew two smoke rings, then put the cigarette out in the ashtray and blew the rest of it in the kid's face. "Ohhh!" the kid said. He was dumbfounded by the seductive power of the smoke and the situation the girl presented it in. While he was standing there, shot after shot of hot cum blasted out of his penis and spilled out into his underwear. His heavy breathing began to quiet a bit. The girl smiled broadly and got down on her hands and knees, took his pants down, pulled back his shorts and began licking at the creamy cum. She licked and swallowed as much as possible. "Sorry," he said. "Don't worry sweetie poo, a young kid like you will be ready again in no time." Then she reached in and kissed his cheek. "I'll give you a little chance to rest before we start up again." 3. She stood up and turned her back to the kid, putting her hands behind her neck and giving him another good look at her leggy ass. She looked over her shoulder and said, "Time for another smoke." The kid was half sitting and half lying on the couch in her living room. He got up and she stood in front of him. "What's your first order?" she asked. "I want to go home," the kid said bleakly. "What?" "I want to go home, I'm getting my rocks off yes, but it's disturbing me," the kid said. "I didn't say you could go home," she said. "I don't care, I'm going to wind up putting an ice pick in your neck, I don't want that, and I know you don't want it." "Why don't you let me worry about that?" she said reasonably. "I need to go home," he said. She stood calmly and said, "I think it's alright." She seemed to be taking this a lot differently than he thought she would, he thought to himself. "It will be alright," she said. "I'm not afraid of you," she said, "not that I don't think you're serious, I just think it's alright." "How do you know?" he asked loudly. She stamped her foot and said, "I don't know, Goddamnit, I don't know." He stared at her. "I'm excited by it," she said, not very loudly. "Okay, I'm excited by not knowing exactly what will happen or what buttons to push." "Ohhh!" he said, understanding it. "Alright," he said nodding his head. "I know what you mean." "That's what a dominant mistress does!" she said forcefully, "It's not to hurt you." "I understand," the kid said. He watched her as she stuck her lip out, "Fuck it, I'm not explaining myself anymore." "It makes me nervous being shoved around like that," he replied. Claire said, "You got your rocks off though, didn't you," then she paused and said, "I like dominant girl sex and if don't like it, I can get plenty of guys who do." "Yeah, you're really hot stuff," he said part admiringly and part ironically. "Well, my new boyfriend would rather stand around arguing than he would get laid," she said somewhat derisively and part wistfully. He looked at the voluptuous young girl as she threw her hair back and began looking back at him. "You're on the lookout for another girl," she said. "I am always looking for something," he admitted. She put her arms back of her neck, "You already found the hot girl." "Boy I'll say! Wow!" he said. This pleased her and she began smiling back at him and began to be ready to be over being mad. "It's nice to be appreciated," she said. She said nothing for a few seconds then said, "I thought you were pissed off." "I wasn't pissed off, I was afraid I couldn't handle the situation, I was completely surprised when you approached me in the first place," he said. She smiled at him and said, "Well you are just a kid, but you're a cute young kid." "You want to do another smoke up babe?" she asked. "Okay." She smiled, pleased at his compliment, her mad melting. She walked over to him and touched his chest with her finger, "Yes Ma'am," she said. "Yes Ma'am." He reached in and kissed her. The girl smiled at him and said, "You're forgiven." She put her hands on her hips, then she said, "What's your first order?" "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer." "Repeat it," she said. "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer." "Say it again," Claire said. "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer," he replied. She began smirking as though this pleased her. She said, "Repeat it." As it had before, he felt his cock getting harder and harder and harder with this kind of treatment. He grinned back at her, "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer," he replied. She said, "Are you gonna do exactly what the fuck I tell you to do?" "Yes Ma'am!" "Good answer!" she said shaking her head up and down. She laughed and said, "If Yes Ma'am is always the right answer, then why doesn't a certain wet behind the ears kid shut the fuck up and do what he's told?" "Well..." he replied not knowing what to say. "Whip it out," Claire said. "What?" "Take your pants and shorts off, now." The kid went over and sat down on the couch taking his pants off over his shoes. She came and stood next to him. She glared down at him, "What in the motherfucking hell is wrong?" He looked up at her. "I gave you a direct order," she said loudly. "When I give an order you say Yes Ma'am." "Yes Ma'am," the kid replied. She said, "Get with the motherfucking program!" Her clitoris throbbing and aching with her bad girl performance. From where he was sitting, he could see her grinding her thighs together. She was leaning over the kid in what seemed to be one of her favorite poses, hands on her hips. "Like I said, get with the motherfucking program." The kid looked up at her, her face shined with a sort of sexual excitement. He thought to himself, she seems to enjoy swearing, well, she was really good at it! She noticed him looking at her breasts. Her pulse quickened and she grinned thinking about how the kid had expertly manhandled her jugs during their first meeting. She leaned over farther, so he could get an even better look at her pretty looking boobs. "Don't even think about it," she said and began giggling. The kid said, "You're evil." "Thanks," she replied, "And don't think I haven't been trying the last few years, wait until we get into some of our witch stuff, that's really wicked." "I don't know," he said shaking his head. She stood in front of him, "You like Miss Badass, all I had to do was hit you with three motherfucking puffs of smoke to get you here, and you'll come the next time too, and the time after that and the time after that, whenever I want." He stared up at her. Before he could say anything else she strutted towards the middle of the room and turned her back to the kid, then sneaking a peak over her shoulder, she stuck her ass out and began gyrating it, squirming it back and forth in a good imitation of the strip club bump and grind. The kid began whistling and applauding. She moved a little closer and again began swerving her hips in a very suggestive way. "Way to go," he said appreciatively. The kid was now sitting with his middle bare and his attractive cock nice and erect. After she was done she came and stood in front of him, staring down at his erect penis. "Wow, what are going to do with that thing?" she asked. When he didn't answer she said, "What's a young kid doing with a nice cock like that?" "Stand up," she said. The beautiful looking penis was completely erect and Claire admired it, then she quickly got down on her knees in front of him and wrapped her hands around the shaft, then began kissing the swollen reddish head and blowing on it. After a few kisses she put the tip in her mouth for a quick suck. "Oooohhhh!" he moaned, bringing the desired reaction to Claire's ears. A hot bolt of desire went through her and she kissed the head again and started running her tongue along the shaft. Then she stood up, gathered herself, and put her hand around the swollen penis took a step and began to drag the kid along. "Time for some more smoke," she said. They went like that down the hallway with her dragging him by his erect penis. "My friend Kate is going to want to check this out," she said, "I could have you do a jack off while we blow smoke at you, would you like that?" "I don't know," he said, his mind blown by the circumstances. She said, "What did I tell you the right answer always is?" "Yes Ma'am." "That's right," she replied giggling. 4. She walked through the door and pulled him in after her, then shut the door and leaned against it. As he walked through, he could still smell the smoke from when they were there before. "Okay here's the drill, take your cute little ass and lean back against the head board, and do the light up right when I tell you," she said smirking at the kid. "Yes Ma'am." The bed sat between two walls that surrounded it. "What's with the walls?" the kid asked. "It catches the smoke," she said. The kid watched his mistress to be with interest, she was getting another of those long thin elegant cigarettes out of the pack. He stared at the cigarette that she had in her hand and was waving around. She noticed him looking, then she waited a bit and said, "You'll know when you get smoked." "What do you mean I'll know when I get smoked?" he said curiously. "I mean that the smoke boy knows when the smoke gets to them, getting smoked refers to having smoke blown in your face, it also refers to having your mind blown," Claire said. The kid was excited but upset at the same time. She took a quick look at the thick hard cock sticking up out the kid's middle and thought, Wow! Claire leaned over him as he sat on the bed, she said, "I'm gonna smoke you up but good this time, I'll wrap you around my little finger sweetie." "I'm going to smoke the fuck out of your cute little ass," she said leering. He said, "What if I don't want you to?" Her left hand wrapped around his cock as she stroked and masturbated it. "Oh you want me to," Claire replied rolling her eyes. "anyway shut the fuck up and get ready with your lighter." Then the cigarette went in her mouth and she sat on the bed next to him and leaned over his head. "Do the light up, now!" she commanded. The kid's heart raced even harder when the command came. "Yes Ma'am," he said. Staring at her he took the yellow colored lighter and flicked it, it flamed on the second try. "Come on baby," Claire said. The kid, mesmerized by the sultry vixen put the flame up and illuminated her face with it, then eagerly put the flame to the tip end of the long cigarette. Great, Claire thought to herself as she quickly took a long puff and without inhaling much, set herself, leaned down and with a satisfied shrug of her shoulders nodded her head up and down and sent the first jet of white smoke at the kid's face. The kid waited with intense satisfaction when that first puff of smoke popped him. "Oh shit," he said, "that smoke took my breath away." Claire replied, "That's the general idea, ace." "Oh wow!" he exclaimed. Excited by it, Claire eagerly put the burning smoke back up to her lips and took another long puff, and inhaling more this time, blew another blast of white smoke into his face. The kid watched stunned as another big cloud of smoke arrived and enveloped his face and head. Practically hypnotized, he watched the cigarette go up to her lips, then the glowing tip, here it comes he thought; then his face and head covered with smoke. Unable to see her face after the smoke came out of her mouth. The thick smoke ball hung around his head making it hard to breath. She stroked his cock with her left hand while she held the cigarette with her right, stroking it and stroking it, getting him harder and harder. Then she said, "Get the ashtray." The kid then fumbled on the night stand looking for it and then held it in his hand. "Hold it out," she commanded. Claire then flicked ashes off while he held the ashtray. "How about that?" she said with a satisfied look after the fifth puff. "Wow!" he said. "So you've never been milked before," she said laughing. "No!" "Where the hell have you been, outer space? At the real estate office all the women are getting into it, they're all wanting to milk their boyfriends, it's the latest thing, that and CFNM. It's real hot right now too. I've been doing it since I was in college." Claire said. Claire Takes Control "Really," he said. "One of my roommates in college was the first girl I saw smoke a guy up. I came home one night when I wasn't supposed to and I saw my roomie on top of this guy blowing smoke in his face and masturbating him. And I'm like whoa, is that ever cool, and I had my first smoke the next day. I asked her to teach me how to do it." "Wow!" "She had some very cool friends and relatives, they did dominant girl stuff, sex magic, Wicca, they really rocked," she said. Then the smoke started again. He watched as again the burning cigarette went up to her lips, then a cheek hollowing inhale followed by another white blast of smoke. She wasn't waiting very long between puffs, there was one ball of smoke hitting him, then another and another and another. The kid moaned as she stroked and stroked his hard penis. "Get the ashtray," she ordered him. He looked up and the cigarette was almost gone, she took the last puff, inhaled it, ground the cigarette out and then blew the smoke at his cock. She reached down and kissed the errect penis again, then she stuck her tongue out and licked off some of the pre cum that had formed on the head. "Ohhhh!" the kid sighed. She grinned to herself with satisfaction. Claire leaned over and got another cigarette out of the pack and held it. "How many more?" the kid asked. She smirked at him, "What's your first order?" "Yes Ma'am is always the right answer." "Okay, time for another light up," she said. Claire looked down again at that beautiful looking cock sticking straight up, more pre cum forming on the head. The kid felt down on the bed and picked up the lighter. "Do it," she said. He lit the cigarette lighter again and she leaned down over him. Then the lit cigarette burned red, followed by a cheek hollowing inhale, and another blast of smoke came and hit him and made the air even more toxic. She squeezed and masturbated him even harder now. "Ohhh!" he said. Claire giggled again to herself. She squirmed on her own ass on the bed as the heat built up inside her. He peered through the cloud of cigarette smoke that hung around his head, the end result of being hit with ball after ball of smoke. The air was thick but not completely unpleasant. She squeezed and masturbated the boy's cock bringing more and more pleasure and release. "Shit!" he said pushing his ass upward. Then another big ball of smoke popped into his face, taking his breath ever so briefly. He looked the haze of smoke at the burning cigarette as Claire held it. He waited until another ball of smoke blasted him in the face. "Didn't I tell you that you'd like smoke? I said that once you get a taste of that smoke, you'll be dying for it. You'll come running when ever I say. Won't you baby?" she rolled her eyes again. "Yes Ma'am." "What's your record for cigarettes smoked in one of these sessions?" he asked. "I don't know, eight or nine, I think, my last boyfriend always shot his wad before I got past four, sometimes it only took one or two. And I usually won't go out with a guy if they won't let me smoke them up, smoking guys has been a big part of my sex life for quite awhile." Claire was very excited at the way the kid had eagerly responded to be being smoked and how anxious he seemed to do a light up. She squirmed her shapely ass on the bed and felt more moisture going into her panties. As eager as the pretty faced kid was to continue the smoke up, Claire the vixen quickly put the cigarette into her mouth. She took a cheek hollowing drag into her mouth and then exhaled a long big cloud of fresh smoke. She watched his reaction as the big smoke ball hit him. "Wow!" The kid exclaimed. Her ass getting hotter the more he reacted to it. "Mmm," she exclaimed looking down at the cock, "I think you've gotten harder with every smoke puff, sweetie." Her other hand pumped away and she continued masturbating him again, harder than before. Whoa! She thought. By instinct and design, Claire started the smoke up slowly, starting with her command, then the ritual light up, then a few puffs to give the smoke ee a good look at the thick balls of smoke that they were being hit with. Then the milking, then more smoke as the masturbation got harder and faster. The smoke boy being hit with more and more puffs, quicker, the air getting smokier and smokier as they went through the smoke up. He looked up through the haze of the smoke, first his breathing would get a little easier then pow, another blast of smoke; she leered at him, then quickly prepared another smoke ball. He seemed like he was getting close now, it seemed like he was breathing harder and she thought she could feel a pulse in his cock, so he could be close to cumming. "Come on baby, shoot it, come on!" Claire said, loudly encouraging the kid. "Fuck!" he yelled as she pumped away at the throbbing cock. The handsome kid felt light headed from his own excitement and the haze of thick white smoke around his face. He looked up and then another thick ball of opaque smoke hit his head making the air even murkier. A few seconds went by then he saw the burning cigarette glowed red again and then another cloud of smoke hit him. It was faster now, the white murky smoke, she leaned over hitting him with puff after puff. The kid felt an almost surreal feeling as he was being brought to climax. "Come on honey!" she yelled at him, again encouraging him to shoot his load. The smoke now was a thick fog that he saw stars in, created by one blast of smoke after another at very close range. He saw Claire's face clearly only very briefly before another thick ball of smoke enveloped his head again. Then it came again, and again, smoke after smoke after smoke. "Fuck!" he yelled again. She leaned in closer to his face to smoke him even better, picking up the tempo of the smoke up in unison to her stroking; the kid watched her face as she aimed and then blew one thick white ball of smoke after another at his head; one blast of smoke after another, puff after puff, faster and faster. The smoke got thicker and thicker around his head. "Come on baby!" Claire screamed. Faster and harder she stroked and squeezed! Claire felt the cock beating in her hand as the hot cum boiled in his balls. Then she felt a pulse beating on the underside. Here it comes! She thought. The kid yelled loudly as the hot spunky cum shot out of the fully erect penis, in scalding shot after shot after shot! Claire watched intently the beautiful erect prick shoot it's hot, white, thick cum. Her own panties were soaked by the time that the gorgeous cock had shot all of it's load of white hot cum, then she leaned over and licked the cum off the head and immediately swallowed it. Then she took a big sigh afterwards and put the cigarette out. 5. "I'm a little light headed," he said standing up next to the bed. "That's understandable, you just had a big orgasm and I smoked you. Come on baby, let's go get some fresh air," Claire answered. They sat on the couch in the much bigger living room; the kid had put his clothes back on now. "I feel kinda spacey," the kid said. "That's normal after being smoked, most guys say that about an hour later they are totally relaxed, completely relaxed after the smoke session," Claire replied. The kid sat silently for a minute or so then he said, "That was a really intense orgasm." She smiled at him then replied, "Yes, it is, that's why I like to smoke guys up, I almost always cum in my pants just watching it." After a short while, the kid got up and prepared to leave. Then the kid stood in front of the door while Claire stood next to it with her hands on her waist. She said, "You have to come back whenever I want, so I can smoke you up again," then she paused and said, "whenever I want." The kid felt his spine tingling a little. He smiled and said, "Yes Ma'am." She smiled a knowing smile, "For more smoke." "Yes Ma'am." "Wow, I think you're getting it," Claire said nodding her sleek head up and down and grinning. "Yeah, he's learning." She said, "What are you going to do when I give you an order?" "Say Yes Ma'am," he replied. "Again wow!" she said, "I'm impressed!" The girl gave him another one of her seductive smiles and tossed her pretty hair around as her head went up and down. "Good answer!"