Moonlit Secret

Ten years ago.

David PoV. Aged 19. Central U. First year Lab.

It was my first year of science at Central U. I was only 19, specialising in biomedical engineering. It was a growing field and top graduates could expect well paid jobs in a variety of industry related jobs. But this was early days and I had to get through three years of the basic degree first. This was week one and I was about to head off to the first three hour lab on basic sensor tech.

The lady in charge of the lab was this really hot chick, Elise. Super sexy. I checked out her bio on the department's website and she was doing her masters. Very classy even with a lab coat. We were all wearing the standard, bad fitting, shabby white coats and she wore what looked like a tailor made coat, pristine white, pressed without a crease, monogrammed with her name in cursive script. It was shorter than what the other girls were wearing and even in the lab she wore 2" heels. From what I could see from peeking at her when she wasn't looking, she was wearing a black, pencil skirt and a white button up shirt.

I was tall at 6'3" and with heels she was taller than me. Tall chicks went for tall guys and I pitied short dudes. She had long, straight, loose, auburn hair down to the middle of her back. Immaculate presentation with minimal makeup. Plush lips. Cute, classic straight nose. She looked like she played sport or went to gym as she had great posture and a slim waist. Sexy hips and curves. Tight ass. Pert B cups, I liked them bigger but she was the complete package. No ring. Perfect blue manicured nails, Sex on heels. She was exquisitely beautiful and acted like she knew it. Posh accent. Five years older than me, but that had never stopped me before.

Older women were my favourites. She hit all my hot buttons.

We all had these cheap name tags that we had written our names in black marker pen and hers was sewn in tight cursive lettering on her front - in addition to her tailored lab coat. Elise Wallace.

We were all seated on our stools behind our lab benches waiting for her to start.

"Class, this is your first lab in your first year. Practical understanding is just as important as the theory the course will be cramming into your heads. One in three of you wont graduate, dropping out or failing. You will need to pay attention, I dislike repeating myself." She announced glancing over the twenty or so students, roughly equal numbers of males and females. Not exactly disdain, but she clearly wasn't impressed with what she saw. We looked around at our classmates, which we knew slightly from our partial first week of lectures and Orientation week.

I was in the second row from the back at the side with a cheeky, black haired girl next to me already making not so subtle signals that she was interested. She was angled towards me twirling her brunette hair. Classic signs. She was pretty hot looking. Tight jeans and slim. Skin tight shirt leaving her navel exposed. No bra that I could see under her lab coat.

"What are some basic biometrics that we can measure?" Ms Elise Wallace asked of the class in general. "Just call out. Don't be shy."

"Temperature."

"Heart rate."

"Breathing."

The class called out those and more.

"All correct. Good. At least you know something."

I rolled my eyes, she was a class A bitch. But a sexy ass bitch for sure.

I cultivated a rough guy look, tanned, 2 day growth. Went to gym, kept myself lean. Classic Aussie, good looking guy, if I don't say so myself. I was well groomed and showered daily. Light blond hair, sun streaked. Chick magnet. A player.

The lab had us testing and using various heart rate watches and chest straps and comparing them to measuring our pulse with our fingers. All pretty basic. Test, record, analyse and summarise.

I asked her a question as she wandered around supervising the class. I called her by her first name and she corrected me, "That's Ms Wallace to you." One of those. She would insist on being called Doctor or Professor Wallace I'm sure.

I smiled and repeated my question, neglecting the Ms again.

"How long have you been here," she glanced at my name tag, "David B. Five minutes. Please show some respect." A few of the close by students were listening carefully.

I wanted to press her buttons. "I've usually found that respect should be earned... Elise,... I mean... Ms Wallace."

"Indeed it should. As I'm sure you will find out. In the absence of specific knowledge or display of competence, assume an attitude of respect. And as to your question, David B, the Karvonen formula of 220-age is widely used, inaccurate and for any real testing you need to actually measure. As we are doing in this lab right now." She turned sharply and walked away, her heels clicking on the floor.

My lab partner, Amy, from her name tag, leaned in and whispered, "She's going to be hard work. A real ball buster from what I hear."

I grinned and whispered back, "Absolutely, but I'm sure she'll mellow once she see's how brilliantly competent we are and I fuck her silly."

She laughed quietly. "You wish, Romeo. She will be a hard nut to crack, let alone fuck."

*

Amy was a great fuck. Epic in fact. After we finished the lab we went to the pub for a drink. We were all over each other from early in the evening and ended up at her place. A very nice apartment close to Uni, where she lived by herself. Family must have some money.

I cultivated submission in all my conquests. Amy was a first class slut and ready for anything, straight up. No cultivation needed. I flipped her onto her back and hung her head over the end of the bed. Straight line into her throat for my cock. I'm a good 8" and thick. She took it like a champ. By the time I was ready to come, drool was all over her and dripping down her face, into her hair and onto the floor. She was gagging with every thrust but was loving it. Her eyes were watering and her makeup was ruined. Her face was red, a flushed mess. I was holding my cock deep and I could feel her try to swallow. I pulled out and sprogged all over her face, adding to the mix of fluids over her face.

She scooped it up with the fingers of one hand while she circled her clit with the other. She sucked it all down, making a show of it for me. Sticking her tongue out so I could see the pool of cum in her mouth. Down it went and we were back into it.

I pulled her down off the bed, orienting her vertically but upside down. I stood over her and piledrived into her pussy while fingering her ass. Gave her a few smacks on her cute tush. She was squealing, gasping and groaning and obviously wanted more. Very vocal. I alternated between fucking her cunt and ass with every few pumps. She had continued to go hard on her clit and squirted down into her face when she came.

We did everything that first night. Oral, vag, anal, rimming, gagging, squirting. She even got me to piss over her in the shower and sucked me off after. For a first time fuck, she was absolutely epic, took it hard and came back for more. She was one crazy chick! My type of fuck. Smart too. Completely uninhibited. We became a thing and fucked almost daily. She was an exhibitionist, into everything and we fucked in all sorts of places. Got sprung several times, which was half the fun, running off laughing. I'd never met anyone who was so into sex.

She could be classy out and about and she scrubbed up well when she dressed up. She wasn't clingy and we regularly had threesomes, both with another guy or girl. She was into BDSM and she took me to some amazing dungeons in the city. Into it in a big way and was teaching me. Lots of fun and as I said, smart. She got me to switch once or twice but I was definitely a dom and she was a full on certified submissive slut.

She didn't mind me fucking other girls, but Amy was so insatiable that she certainly kept me satiated and drained. Honestly, I'd never had a better fuck or met anyone so into sex, so why stray? Some guys don't like sluts like Amy, but I was into it as much as she was. We were seeing each other daily and while neither of us had said anything, we were pretty serious. I was spending most of my time at her unit and stayed overnight frequently. It was so close to Uni. My parent's place was much further away in the northern suburbs so it saved heaps of time travelling to and from Uni.

*

I was the first year student council rep for the faculty and once a month we had a sit down dinner in the Uni main formal dining room with the dean of the department and a representative from every section of the faculty. A chance for a free quality meal. Ms, as she insisted on being called, Elise Wallace was one of the lecturing staff on the council.

Once you gained her respect, by doing well, knowing the subject matter and working hard, she opened up and was quite personable. I'm not sure how, but we ended up sitting next to each other almost every rep meeting. She was formal at first but once we learnt the dynamics of what worked between us, we had some interesting conversations.

She had strong opinions about most things and was up to date with politics, in which I had little interest. But she was engaging and got me to start thinking about it by asking challenging questions. I could tell she was interested in me and I lightly flirted with her. We were both 'beautiful' people. I looked older and more mature than I was. I could turn on the charm when I wanted and made every effort to engage with her.

After the mid year exams where I did very well, her interest intensified in me. At the end of the year, I achieved first class honours in every subject, as did Amy. Elise had moved on to touching me lightly on the arm and leg, surreptitiously of course. I was doing the same and I'm sure we were going to get it on soon. Rubbing legs under the table. Subtly. I was always hard when around her.

She made it very clear that she was the boss and I was the student. I didn't care as long as I got to fuck her. She led every conversation and I tried to be provocative to rev her up.

It all changed when Amy got an invite to a high class BDSM event. Amy was well known in the scene and was invited to be a sub regularly at these special events. These happened every few months but so far I hadn't attended any. They were usually weekend long events, starting Friday evening and finishing Sunday afternoon. I was intrigued and had been pestering her to score an invite for me too. This one was being organised by the Femona Society, supposedly a bunch of dominatrices.

This time, she said they needed a few male subs. Was I interested? Yeah, why not! I could be a sub for a day... or two. They paid well too. When she told me it was $1,200, I was in for sure. Best money I'd ever earned in a weekend.

"What sort of stuff do they get up to?" I queried.

She explained, "Like most of the stuff we do at the Black Tangerine.Except swap out the rich masters with, in this case mistresses who are into it. Very strict protocols. Keep quiet and do what you are told. We have to be there at around midday on Friday to get ready."

Black Tangerine was the public dungeon in the city that Amy took me to. I led her around naked with a collar while I held her leash. Spanking and fucking basically. With lots of people perving at you. I found it a bit pretentious but generally fun. The public nature of it got both of us off. Amy loved being the centre of attention and naked in front of people. Even more so, when she was naked and being fucked and spanked with people watching. She always came home with a red ass. And with a well used cunt and ass. There were always subs, both male and female that ate out my cream pie from her pussy and ass. Takes all sorts.

***

Elise PoV, aged 25.

Toorak Family Home (9 years ago)

My elder sister and I were sitting in our lounge at home. We both lived in the family house still, where Alice, our mother, the family Matriarch ran the household. It was an expansive estate in Toorak, a well off suburb in Melbourne's east, but close to the metro area.

Joanna asked me, "So what's the deal with this guy you keep talking about at Uni?"

"David. A first year, he's in a lab I run and I tutor him as well."

"So going for babies now? Bit young, isn't he?" She commented, smirking.

I showed her a photo of him.

Peering at my phone. Took a second closer look. "Hmm, looks yummy actually. You will have to share that one soonest. Looks older than 19." She observed, suddenly paying more attention now she had seen him for the first time.

The family protocol was to marry rich, good looking, healthy young men, to dominate and subjugate progressively over time. We were very wealthy ourselves and didn't need the money these days. David was only middle class, but a very fine physical specimen, excellent genetics and highly intelligent. Optimal genes for the next generation, which for our generation was more important than wealth. I'd had a DNA sample tested to see if he was worth cultivating. Prime, tier 1+ genetics, the best seen in a generation.

She iced the cake. "My John is shaping up nicely. His training is coming on perfectly. We can have a four way."

I didn't like her John much but he was increasingly submissive to Joanna. Which was one thing in his favour. Mother had taught us well in the ways of training any man. And I do mean any. I had to admit John was a fine pussy licker. She had been training him for the last five years and they had met at uni during their courses. She was a finance major and now at 27, she was in a high flying position in a family sponsored stock broking firm.

John was her intended future husband. A mid level barrister in a law firm, on the fast track to partner. Obviously good genetics or he wouldn't have gotten to first base with Joanna. But a bit of a dick.

We were competitive, but family was always more important than anything else. She taught me the ropes when I turned 18, without being a bitch about it, which I had never forgotten and appreciated.

I was in no rush to share David with the rest of the family yet. Although this weekend would be an eye opener for him in many ways. "Sure. I should have him somewhat compliant after this weekend and will be starting our formal relationship next week. Or fucking him anyway to start with! Very early days. Give me some time to break him in before we go ballistic on him and scare him away."

"Are you looking forward to tonight?" She asked, changing topic.

The Femona society was running their annual end of year gala event. Mother insisted we attend to promote ourselves amongst the other dommes in the society and the extended family. It was a well organised fun event with mostly male subs and a few sissy's in attendance to play with, dominate and torment for the weekend.

"Yes, I enjoy playing as much as anyone. Heaven forbid I disappoint mother." We both chuckled as mother could and often did make her angst known if weren't appropriately behaved. She was Matriarch, so until we married and started our own family we were duty bound to obey her. The benefits were substantial to be in her good graces and her expectations were not onerous, given how smart and talented we were. We had our own high standards.

The six society families now extended to 37 Matriarchs and acolytes. Only 22 were expected this weekend due the necessity of running operations and our diverse interests. And some were under 18, others were very elderly and effectively retired. Both Joanna and I were acolytes, a junior Matriarch position until married and we had birthed at least one female successor. There were overseas chapters with which we had numerous interlocking interests.

Joanna and I were both well on track with our education and careers. John had mother's approval as her partner. Mother was starting to make noises about me finding an appropriate male to begin his indoctrination and integration into the family.

David was ticking all the right boxes for me, we were flirting already at student council meetings and I was going to start something more formally with him imminently. After this weekend in fact. I'd had him checked out by the family security. He was involved with another first year in the same course, Amy. She was an experienced society dominatrix, playing out as a sub slut with David. She was active in the BDSM and family scene. Amy's family lived on our estate and had for the last few decades. They were a top tier family and productive in our businesses and for our family. Trusted and loyal. We sponsored her at Uni and she lived in one of our units. I had her ear marked as an important researcher in my biotech company immediately she graduated. She was a first class intellect.

My interest in David took priority over hers. She said he was a good fuck and she was enjoying playing with him until she found someone to settle down with. I had ordered her to expose him to everything kink until I could get him to the gala event late in the year and take more direct control. Which was this weekend. I'd watched many of the videos she had taken of her and David. A fine 8" cock that he knew how to use and Amy was rapidly expanding his repertoire of kink and sex, which knowing her, she would have done anyway. As a young male, he was easily led and corrupted. Her control and leading him was invisible. He thought he was the one in charge! But Amy was a first class dominatrix slut, well trained by the society and experienced even though she was young at only 20, a year older than David. Her first year out of school was spent getting her chops as a society trained dominatrix. Which always involved being a submissive for the first 3 months. She was definitely a switch. Her assessment report had said she had been an outstanding submissive.

I think Amy's interest in David was more than casual as we were rarely fucking these days. She was my favourite slut but she had been spending so much time with David that we only fucked one or twice a month. Whatever her interest in him, she was loyal and deferred to me. I expected no less. Anything else would have detrimental effects on her family's standing in the prime first tier. She would have free use of David anyway even after David became mine. As a society Matriarch, I certainly wouldn't be limiting myself to David. I'm not sure how long my interest in him would last, but he would be my life partner and father my daughters if things went as expected this weekend. At the very least he would need to father the expected two girls. His somewhat juvenile behaviour and arrogant attitude would be quickly cured.

No red flags with David's family, background, intelligence, biology or genetics. Mother would be pleased. We all shared our men. I'm sure she would find David an enticing specimen. Mother was voracious. She sampled all of our male and female sex partners, casual and serious. Our partners were never bulls as that wasn't their role in the society. Partners must be totally submissive to their wives. No exceptions. They became our legal partner but had no agency or ownership of our hard earned assets. Things progressed to their inevitable conclusion once initiated and even if discarded after fathering the next generation of Matriarchs, they were maintained and looked after for their lifetimes. Like the mafia, once in a society family you only left in a coffin. Bulls were only used for their cocks and sex skills. Genetics as perfect as David's were very rare. Perhaps we could hire him out as a stud service.
I was flexible but preferred not to drive if I didn't have to. "Sure. What time are you leaving on Sunday? I don't want to stay too long." The university year had finished and I had few commitments until early next year. I was finishing my doctorate next year and had plans to startup my own biotech company immediately after. That was taking a lot of my time planning everything.

The gala was at a near country estate own by one of the society's members and there was plenty of accomodation for all the attendees. Setup of all the various activities and rooms had been underway for the last week. I had kept the event weekend free as to do otherwise was to court mother's ire. Attendance was mandatory anyway, barring age and exceptional circumstances.