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Julian scratched his head wearily as he fumbled in his pocket. The hotel room key was in there somewhere. It had been a long day of lectures and mingling with stuffy old professors and he couldn't wait to get his tie off and crash.

As he opened the door his mind wandered to Elle. She was probably in her dorm, or out with friends. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. He wanted to be with her.

Before he left he had slipped an envelope under her door. He'd left her strict instructions to follow in his absence. Despite him being far away, he smiled, she would be under his control for at least one night of the week.

He closed the door quietly, loosened his tie and flipped open his laptop. He had four new emails. Two were university related spam, a student begging for an extension and one was entitled "For your eyes only." It was from Elle. He opened the door, turned the sign around to say "Do Not Disturb" and made sure it was locked when he re-entered.

He undid the top buttons of his shirt and opened the email.

Julian,

I found your envelope just after you'd left. I can't believe I don't get to see you for a whole week! I'm glad you came up with a way for us to have some fun even with you half way across the country.

I did exactly as you instructed. I've attached some video files for your eyes only.

Enjoy.

Your slut x

He downloaded the attachments and sat back on the creaky single bed. He opened the video marked "First" and settled back into his pillow.

"Hello, Julian- I mean, hello Master." Elle said, waving into the camera. She had a small smile on her face. "I just finished reading your letter and I had to get started right away. I didn't want to disappoint you."

Julian grinned. She was so gorgeous. She had clearly filmed the video on her digital camera in her dorm room. The walls were papered with posters and photos. The room had a pink tint as the setting sun glowed through her curtains. She was wearing a simple white shirt and a black skirt.

"Today I did your first instruction. I wore nipple clamps under my shirt during all my classes."

Elle slowly unbuttoned her white shirt, opening it down to her belly button. She pulled it open, revealing her still clamped nipples.

"I'll be honest... this sucked. It hurt from the second I put them on this morning. But I want to please you. I'm going to take them off now."

Julian watched, rapt, as she unclipped one nipple, then the other. After each release she let out a small squeak. She dropped the clamps and briefly examined her breasts. The area around each nipple was a dark pink and she rubbed them, looking into the camera.

Slowly, she buttoned the shirt back up and took a deep breath.

"I suppose I should get started on the rest of the instructions. See you in the next video."

The screen went black. Julian was already hard, his cock constricted under his work pants. He quickly undid his belt and kicked the pants off onto the floor. He didn't know which instruction she would follow next. He had left it up to her to decide.

He opened the next video.

She was naked. Standing in the middle of her room with her hands on her head. He examined her body as she stood there. Her pussy was clean shaven but for a small rectangle of blonde hair pointing down to her bare slit. Her nipples were still red from the clamps. Her hair fell over her shoulders, stopping just above her tits.

Slowly she began to turn. As Julian had instructed she had written "SPANK ME" on her left ass cheek and "I'M A BAD GIRL" on the other. She stood still with her back to the camera for a few moments then slowly moved forward to kneel on all fours on her bed.

Her ass was facing the camera, her pussy clearly on display to him just as he had instructed. Julian felt his cock harden as he watched her pick up a wooden spatula. She had obviously swiped it from her shared kitchen. He wondered if anyone would notice that it was missing.

Without any warning she began to spank herself hard. Up and down her thighs, across both cheeks. Every so often she switched hands. He ass and thighs grew steadily redder and he could hear her stifling a shriek after each stroke. Once or twice he thought he saw her waver as if she were about to stop, but she would take a deep breath and continue.

The video continued like this for fifteen minutes. Suddenly, Elle dropped the spatula on the bed and shakily stood up. Once more her hands were on her head, and she turned to face the camera.

"I miss you, Master." She smiled, turning to give the camera a better view of her punished ass. She spread her ass cheeks, revealing her tight asshole and moist slit. "This is all for you," she smiled over her shoulder.

The video cut to black.

He fumbled to open the next video.

She appeared on the screen again and his breath caught in his throat. The camera was above her bed now, looking down on her. She was naked, her knees up by her breasts and her legs wide open. Her ass and inner thighs were still red from the spanking. Her ankles were bound to the headboard with two scarves. She had written "Your" on her right inner thigh and "Slut" on the left in lipstick.

"Don't worry, Master. No one helped put me in this position. I'm a good little slut and did it all by myself."

He remembered what his last instruction was. A denied orgasm.

She reached between her legs and caressed her naked slit. She ran her fingers from her asshole to her small patch of hair. He watched as she stroked herself. It took her a few minutes to truly get into a rhythm but eventually her face flushed and she bit her lip, rubbing her pussy in more vigorous circles.

Her thighs were taut, held up and apart by the brightly coloured scarves. She started moaning as her pussy dripped onto her bed. He saw her toes curl, knowing she was close. As quickly as she had started she stopped.

"Good girl," he muttered.

She lay on her bed, panting and shivering. Her pussy was pink and slick with her juices. Sweat ran down her chest. The video ended.

He played the last video.

This time the camera was back on her desk. She was sitting now, her pink face and naked breasts were all that was in shot.

"I miss you, Master," she said again, "I'm not going to cum until you say so."

She sighed and paused.

"I can't wait to see you again."

With that she blew a kiss into the camera and once more the screen went black.

Julian smiled to himself. This had been their biggest test so far. He hadn't known whether she would do as he said while he was away.

Pulling off his shirt and boxer shorts he smirked. He dialled her mobile number. It only took three rings for her to answer, but she sounded sleepy.

She wasn't allowed to cum while he was away, but she could listen to him as he jerked off. He told her how pleased he was with his little slut and began to pump is arm up and down. He could hear her moaning with envy on the other end.

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Julian scratched his head wearily as he fumbled in his pocket. The hotel room key was in there somewhere. It had been a long day of lectures and mingling with stuffy old professors and he couldn't wait to get his tie off and crash.

As he opened the door his mind wandered to Elle. She was probably in her dorm, or out with friends. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. He wanted to be with her.

Before he left he had slipped an envelope under her door. He'd left her strict instructions to follow in his absence. Despite him being far away, he smiled, she would be under his control for at least one night of the week.

He closed the door quietly, loosened his tie and flipped open his laptop. He had four new emails. Two were university related spam, a student begging for an extension and one was entitled "For your eyes only." It was from Elle. He opened the door, turned the sign around to say "Do Not Disturb" and made sure it was locked when he re-entered.

He undid the top buttons of his shirt and opened the email.

Julian,

I found your envelope just after you'd left. I can't believe I don't get to see you for a whole week! I'm glad you came up with a way for us to have some fun even with you half way across the country.

I did exactly as you instructed. I've attached some video files for your eyes only.

Enjoy.

Your slut x

He downloaded the attachments and sat back on the creaky single bed. He opened the video marked "First" and settled back into his pillow.

"Hello, Julian- I mean, hello Master." Elle said, waving into the camera. She had a small smile on her face. "I just finished reading your letter and I had to get started right away. I didn't want to disappoint you."

Julian grinned. She was so gorgeous. She had clearly filmed the video on her digital camera in her dorm room. The walls were papered with posters and photos. The room had a pink tint as the setting sun glowed through her curtains. She was wearing a simple white shirt and a black skirt.

"Today I did your first instruction. I wore nipple clamps under my shirt during all my classes."

Elle slowly unbuttoned her white shirt, opening it down to her belly button. She pulled it open, revealing her still clamped nipples.

"I'll be honest... this sucked. It hurt from the second I put them on this morning. But I want to please you. I'm going to take them off now."

Julian watched, rapt, as she unclipped one nipple, then the other. After each release she let out a small squeak. She dropped the clamps and briefly examined her breasts. The area around each nipple was a dark pink and she rubbed them, looking into the camera.

Slowly, she buttoned the shirt back up and took a deep breath.

"I suppose I should get started on the rest of the instructions. See you in the next video."

The screen went black. Julian was already hard, his cock constricted under his work pants. He quickly undid his belt and kicked the pants off onto the floor. He didn't know which instruction she would follow next. He had left it up to her to decide.

He opened the next video.

She was naked. Standing in the middle of her room with her hands on her head. He examined her body as she stood there. Her pussy was clean shaven but for a small rectangle of blonde hair pointing down to her bare slit. Her nipples were still red from the clamps. Her hair fell over her shoulders, stopping just above her tits.

Slowly she began to turn. As Julian had instructed she had written "SPANK ME" on her left ass cheek and "I'M A BAD GIRL" on the other. She stood still with her back to the camera for a few moments then slowly moved forward to kneel on all fours on her bed.

Her ass was facing the camera, her pussy clearly on display to him just as he had instructed. Julian felt his cock harden as he watched her pick up a wooden spatula. She had obviously swiped it from her shared kitchen. He wondered if anyone would notice that it was missing.

Without any warning she began to spank herself hard. Up and down her thighs, across both cheeks. Every so often she switched hands. He ass and thighs grew steadily redder and he could hear her stifling a shriek after each stroke. Once or twice he thought he saw her waver as if she were about to stop, but she would take a deep breath and continue.

The video continued like this for fifteen minutes. Suddenly, Elle dropped the spatula on the bed and shakily stood up. Once more her hands were on her head, and she turned to face the camera.

"I miss you, Master." She smiled, turning to give the camera a better view of her punished ass. She spread her ass cheeks, revealing her tight asshole and moist slit. "This is all for you," she smiled over her shoulder.

The video cut to black.

He fumbled to open the next video.

She appeared on the screen again and his breath caught in his throat. The camera was above her bed now, looking down on her. She was naked, her knees up by her breasts and her legs wide open. Her ass and inner thighs were still red from the spanking. Her ankles were bound to the headboard with two scarves. She had written "Your" on her right inner thigh and "Slut" on the left in lipstick.

"Don't worry, Master. No one helped put me in this position. I'm a good little slut and did it all by myself."

He remembered what his last instruction was. A denied orgasm.

She reached between her legs and caressed her naked slit. She ran her fingers from her asshole to her small patch of hair. He watched as she stroked herself. It took her a few minutes to truly get into a rhythm but eventually her face flushed and she bit her lip, rubbing her pussy in more vigorous circles.

Her thighs were taut, held up and apart by the brightly coloured scarves. She started moaning as her pussy dripped onto her bed. He saw her toes curl, knowing she was close. As quickly as she had started she stopped.

"Good girl," he muttered.

She lay on her bed, panting and shivering. Her pussy was pink and slick with her juices. Sweat ran down her chest. The video ended.

He played the last video.

This time the camera was back on her desk. She was sitting now, her pink face and naked breasts were all that was in shot.

"I miss you, Master," she said again, "I'm not going to cum until you say so."

She sighed and paused.

"I can't wait to see you again."

With that she blew a kiss into the camera and once more the screen went black.

Julian smiled to himself. This had been their biggest test so far. He hadn't known whether she would do as he said while he was away.

Pulling off his shirt and boxer shorts he smirked. He dialled her mobile number. It only took three rings for her to answer, but she sounded sleepy.

She wasn't allowed to cum while he was away, but she could listen to him as he jerked off. He told her how pleased he was with his little slut and began to pump is arm up and down. He could hear her moaning with envy on the other end.