Katia

I regain consciousness from my slumber. My eyes squeeze shut tighter against the light spilling into the bedroom. The pulsing music from the night prior has disappeared and there's a stillness hanging in the air. I stretch my limbs and take a deep breath. There's distant chatter and the clinging sound of plates against a table. Everyone is already awake.

Visions of last night replay in my head. It feels like some memory from years ago.

The thought of Brittany's rose petal lips hungrily exploring me makes the goosebumps on my skin rise. Mistress behind me having her way with my body. The sensation comes rushing back like a chill shivering down my spine.

I bite my lip and burry myself deeper into the blankets. They're so soft and warm. They smell like Mistress, which puts a smile on my face. I pat either side of me. They're both gone. What do these people have against sleeping in?

I finally open my eyes. I feel like my head has been clapped between two frying pans. The smell from whatever they're cooking is making my stomach turn. I feel nauseous. My feet can't race fast enough to the bathroom. I dry heave over the toilet. I have nothing to throw up. I broke my promise. I never ate at the party. I'll make up for it at breakfast. I'll eat two helpings of fruit or something. Then I'll work it off later. Yeah. That's all I have to do.

I take a quick shower, wash my hair hair, and brush my teeth. I put my hair into a messy bun and get dressed in something comfortable. I slip into one of Mama's t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants and follow the noise to the kitchen. Lindsey, Eve, Markus, Brittany, and Mama are here. I wonder where David and Isaac are. Markus looks as bad as I feel. He glances up from his cup of coffee and spots me. A sly grin creeps onto his face but he says nothing. Thank God. I'm not sure I could deal with his teasing first thing in the morning.

Mama swoops behind me a wraps her arms around me. "Good morning baby." She kisses the side of my head.

I turn to face her and kiss her on the lips.

"Your bedroom is literally down the hall." Lindsey says.

Mistress flicks her off and kisses me again before she pulls me to the living room so we're alone.

"Hey are you okay?" Mama asks.

"Yes ma'am. Are you?"

She nods. "Do you regret last night?"

"No." I pause and study her face, "Oh no, you do?" I ask.

"No no," she shakes her head, "it was fun. I was just checking on you."

"Well thank you." I say wrapping my arms around her waist.

"You know, I didn't know how I would feel watching you be with someone else but it was sexy." She says.

I raise an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Should I go in there and give you another show?" I ask.

She chuckles. "No."

"Good because I'm done sharing you for now." I say.

She laughs. "Come on. Breakfast is just about ready."

We head to the table and sit beside each other. Brittany sits on the other side of me.

"Good morning." I say.

She gives me a peck on the lips that catches me off guard. I look around but no one seemed to notice, not even Mama. "Great morning." She says smiling widely.

She places a hand on my upper thigh and takes a sip of her drink. I guess this is okay. She wouldn't do anything to hurt Mama and we did just have sex. What's a little touching? Plus it's not like she's trying to hide it. It's fine.

Lindsey sits a platter of pancakes on the table. Eve brings some other dishes to the table. Eggs. Sausage. Bacon. Grits? Who eats grits? Everything looks great but where's the fruit?

I get up and go to the kitchen. I grab a banana, an apple, and the container of strawberries. I grab a yogurt from the fridge. This will do. I go back to the table with my loot craddled in my arms.

"See this is why you're so skinny and I'm fat. You're actual body goals!" Markus says pointing at my fruit with a piece of bacon.

"You think I'm skinny?" I ask. I'm flattered.

"Markus." Mama says warningly.

"What? She is!" Markus says. "You're hot." He winks at me.

I smile to myself. I'm skinny and hot apparently. Whatever I'm doing is working.

Eve clears her throat. "So did everyone have fun at the party?"

"I think Markus had enough fun for everyone." Lindsey says making an obscene gesture with her hands and mouth.

We laugh and Markus nearly chokes on his coffee.

"Bitch! No. Okay I'm not the one who had a slumber party in my bedroom last night." He devilishly side eyes Mistress.

Lindsey laughs. "You know what Markus I have to agree with you this time. I didn't get an invite to that party. Did you babe?" She asks Eve.

Eve shakes her head. "Can't say that I did."

"Hmm. So how did the trio sleep?" Lindsey asks.

"Oh I slept very well." I say peeling my banana.

"Like a baby." Mistress says.

"Same." Brittany adds. "Markus, next time we can have our own slumber party. I don't discriminate."

Markus furrows his brow in confusion. "Well I do. So unless you're hiding something big in that cute little skirt of yours, no thank you, Sluttany."

Brittany laughs and puts her hand back on my thigh.

We continue to talk about last night and the party until the meal is over. Turns out Isaac and David left this morning to catch a flight back home.

After breakfast we go to the beach to clean it. Most of us clean. Some of us, like Markus, just take selfies on the beach. It takes less time than I thought it would.

We lounge around for a while before it's time to leave. Markus actually lives in town. I'm going to miss him. He's so funny. Brittany lives about three hours away from us. Lindsey and Eve don't live that far away from Mistress. Everyone says their goodbyes and we leave. Brittany and Lindsey both gave me their numbers. I was so nervous they would only tolerate me for the sake of their friend but they like me. They really like me. Though it was short lived, this may have been one of my favorite vacations ever.

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Katia

How is it already Monday morning? I roll over and to my surprise Mistress is still in bed with me. She's always up before me but today she's sound asleep. This weekend must have taken a toll on her too. Last night when we got home she didn't even bother to unpack. She just left the suitcase in the foyer, very uncharacteristic. I climb on top of her. She groans.

"The older you get, the harder recovery is huh?" I tease.

Her Hazel eyes flutter open. They're more green than brown with the way the light is hitting her face. "I'll be sure to get an older girlfriend next time who also wants to recuperate." She says, her voice still a little raspy.

I tilt my head. "Oh,very funny."

She chuckles and runs a hand through her naturally wavy hair. She's so beautiful. "I'm not ready to go back to reality." She mutters looking at the clock.

"Me either. Quit your job so we can be together all the time." I say.

"Okay. Go type my resignation for me." She quips.

"And I'll drop out. I can be your housewife by day and your sex slave by night."

She smirks. "I could get behind the sex slave idea."

I laugh. "Is that the only part you heard?"

She smiles at me. "Next year you'll be a senior and you'll graduate. You'll be free to do whatever you want after that."

"That's so far away." I pout.

"It'll go faster than you think." She takes my hands into her own and kisses it.

"I'll take your word for it." I get off of her so she can get out of bed.

"It's Monday so.." she makes a face.

"I know." I sigh. My dad wants my weight sent to him every week. Mistress just does it on Monday so we can get it over with at the beginning of the week.

We walk into the bathroom and I get on the scale. I never look at the numbers. It makes me queazy watching the digital numbers get higher and higher. She types something in her phone.

"Okay." She says.

"Did I lose any weight?" I ask.

"No." She doesn't look up from her phone.

"Did I gain any?"

She bites the inside of her cheek contemplating the answer.

"Mistress?" I say.

"One pound from last week." She answers.

I blink. How could that be? I barely ate anything the past week.

"That's a good thing babe. That means you're eating and taking in nutrients. Your father will be happy to hear it."

"He'll be the only one." I say undressing. I need to shower before Liz gets here so she can take me to school.

Mistress sighs. "Baby. It's okay. It's just a pound."

I roll my eyes and get into the shower. Sure, today it's just a pound but what about tomorrow or next week? Soon I'll be too big to fit my clothes. Mistress won't be attracted to me. Then what? Ugh.

I finish in the bathroom and get dressed. By the time I make it downstairs Liz is here. Mistress is wearing a robe and stirring a cup of tea. God I wish I didn't have to leave her.

"Hey kid. You all set?" Liz asks me.

"Yes I'm ready."

"Okay. I'll be in the car." Liz says before leaving.

"Come here." Mistress says. I go to her. She embraces me and kisses my head where my Blue Bird scar is.

"This is the worst part of my day." I say.

"Mine too."

"I love you."

"I love you more." She coos.

I smile. "See you in class."

"See you then." She tilts my head back and kisses me.

"Before I go, I want to ask you something."

"Okay." She strokes my hair.

"What is the most attractive thing about me to you?"

"Physically or...?" She asks.

"Yes physically but don't say my smile or something cheesy like that." I clarify. "What about me really gets your sick little sadistic heart going?"

She laughs and thinks for a second. "You have a really sexy legs and a nice ass." She rubs my ass as she says this.

I wasn't expecting her to say that. I didn't know I had a nice butt. "Oh."

"Mm and that face you make when you're about to orgasm." She kisses her fingers like a chef.

I giggle.

"Now go before I show you just how sick my little sadistic heart is."

"Your threat sounds more like an incentive to stay."

She lets go of me. "Trust me, it's not."

"Fiiiine." I sigh and shuffle towards the door. I look back at her with my best sad puppy eyes.

She chuckles. "Babe. Go." She says pointing towards the door.

I turn around and make my way to the car. The car ride feels longer than usual. I tune in and out of the conversation with Liz. I feel homesick for Mistress even though I just left her. I know today is going to be a long day.

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Christine

Today has been so long. I hardly ever drink coffee but this is my third cup of the day. I've been hiding in the teachers lounge between classes. I'm walking back to the studio and I see Katia and Tori. I scream internally. I want to strangle her for hitting Katia. It doesn't matter that it was an accident. She should have never put her in danger. I don't condone (nonconsensual) violence but if Tori wanted to fight she should have done it when they were alone and away from Katia. She's giving her a bunch of bananas. What kind of apology gift is that? Olivia really did a number on her face. Yikes. As I'm walking past them Katia turns and puts her hand on my arm.

"Ma'am?" She says.

I look at her hand and she moves it quickly.

"Yes?" I ask.

"I was wondering if there was something I could do for extra credit."

Her grade in my class is perfectly fine. Is she role playing with me right now? "Excuse me?" I ask.

"Damn Ballerina. You're failing dance class??" Tori asks.

Katia ignores her statement. "Maybe I could help around the classroom or something? Anything you needed, really."

Keep your hands to yourself, Chris. Do not reach out and grab her. You can't kiss her right now. "See me after class, Miss Galanos."

"Yes ma'am. Also I left some suggestions on your desk." She bites her lip and looks away from me.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." She turns back to Tori.

"You're such a teacher's pet." I hear Tori say as I walk away. Oh she has no idea.

I get to my desk but I don't see anything on my desk. Maybe she meant in my desk. I open each drawer until I get to the last one. I shut it quickly. Her panties. When did she even... How long has she been walking around without her panties? I slowly open the drawer again. There's a note with them.

"Can you bring these back to me? I'll be in the costume room after class.

Yours."

I smile and put the note in my bag. I like her "suggestion."

Everyone starts to come in and they start warming up. I try to clear my thoughts of Katia, which is damn near impossible. I look at my lesson for the day. I'm teaching them a very intimate piece today. A duet from Flame. They'll have to partner up. It's usually everyone's favorite dance because they're horny college kids and the dance is sensual. It's a lot of fun.

The studio door opens and some of my senior students walk in. I wave them over. I asked some of the stronger boys to come help with the class because there's more girls than guys and it requires lifting.

"Thank you guys for coming." I say.

"Anything for you, Miss Bell. Anyway, who doesn't love Flame?" Jason says looking over the classroom full of Juniors.

"What Jason meant to say is underclassmen." His twin brother Grayson adds.

I give Jason a Stern look. "Please behave."

"Yes ma'am. Of course." He nods.

Grayson and Jason are good boys and great dancers. I also have Ben, Jordan, and Dean here too. I thank them for coming before I take my spot at the front of the class. I make it a point now not to look at Katia. She's distracting. Some of the girls are making eyes chatting about the guys standing by my desk.

"Hello everyone. Welcome back. I hope you all had a great weekend. I know you notice we have some visitors today. Come up guys." I motion for them to join me. "This is Jason, Grayson, Dean, Jordan, and Ben. They're here to help you all with the duets we're learning today from Flame."

There are whoops and cheers. I wait for them to settle.

"Okay so partner with someone you don't mind getting close and personal with but also one of you needs to be able to lift the other. Your performance will be graded. Find your partner."

They all start to awkwardly shift around. Samantha doesn't hesitate to approach Jason and he's all smiles. Katia doesn't move from her spot before Liam taps her on the shoulder. He's a quiet guy. His boyfriend walks him to class every day and even then I don't see him speak.

"Kat right?" He asks.

"Yeah."

"Do you want to be my partner?" He asks. This is the most I've ever heard him speak.

"I do." She curtsies and that makes him laugh.

I allow Jason to demonstrate the dance with me. The class applauds us when we're finished. Very rarely do I ever perform the entire number but I've been in a very good mood lately.

"Thank you Grayson." I say.

He bows down and kisses my hand. "It's an honor."

The class let's out an exaggerated "oooohhhh."

Katia rolls her eyes.

"Okay. Okay." I let them have their fun. "Now you do it. If you need help let me know."

I watch them separate into their groups and begin to practice. Jason and Samantha are really just flirting with each other. Katia and Liam are laughing about something but they're working together well. The rest of the class seems to be enjoying themselves. I start daydreaming about my clandestine meeting in the costume room. I sit at my desk and watch the class practice. My phone chimes. A picture message from Brittany. I open it and it's a nude. What the hell? I close it immediately. Then I open it again just to make sure I saw what I think I saw. I did. Another text comes through.

I put my phone away and stare straight ahead. I try to process what just happened. Brittany has never, in all our years of friendship, done anything like this. We also have never had sex before this weekend. I have to tell Katia. Will she be mad? Maybe Brittany didn't mean to send that to me. It was a mistake. It had to be. Replying or bringing it up would just make things awkward.

The rest of class flys by and everyone's presentation goes pretty well. Some better than others of course. I dismiss them after the last performance. I grab Katia's suggestion and head to the costume room. She's standing there waiting for me. Smiling innocently.

"Hi Miss Bell. Have you had time to think about what I could do for extra credit?" She asks.

I lock the door behind me. "As a matter of fact, I have. Come here."

She comes to me and I back her against the wall.

"Ma'am." She says.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?" Katia asks.

"Trying to show you how to get the extra credit you need." I put my hands on her hips.

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this." She looks away from me. She is so sexy I can barely stay in character.

"It's this or you'll fail my class. Do you want that?" I ask placing my hand on her face, my thumb on her pouting bottom lip.

She shakes her head no.

"So..." I begin to slowly pull the leotard from her shoulder, "be a good girl and do what I tell you to."

"Yes ma'am." She whines.

"Take off your clothes, turn around, and spread your legs." I say.

She does what I told her to do. I bend her over and she places her hands against the wall. I take her in that position until she's moaning my name begging to finish.

"Call me Miss Bell." I tell her.

She does. She says it over and over again. I finally allow her to climax when she starts crying. I love when she does that. She turns around and looks up at me. I wipe her tears and kiss her.

"Now put your clothes back on." I say grabbing them from the floor.

She giggles. "I have my actual clothes." She points to her bag.

"Well here you go." I hand her the underwear she so kindly left in my desk.

She giggles. "That was fun. We should incorporate that storyline more often, Miss Bell." Katia says as she puts her clothes on.

I laugh. "Oh yeah?"

"Mmmhmm." She slides her shoes on.

"I want you to come over tonight." I say.

"I can't bail on Liv tonight. She's feeling kind of down." She shakes her head.

"What's wrong with her?" I ask.

"She got benched for three games for fighting with Tori."

"That's not fair," I say, "Tori started it."

Katia shrugs. "I guess it doesn't matter."

"I'm going to miss you." I say.

She wraps her arms around my waist. "Trust me. I'm going to miss you more, Mama."

I kiss her forehead. Admittedly, it's gotten harder to sleep when she's not in my arms. Today was long but tonight is going to be the death of me.

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Katia