The Piano Teacher And Student

Chapter Four

Everything in the next few days passed predictably. Her mother threw a fit but calmed down when she realised she would have the whole flat to herself and when her daughter promised to see her once or twice a week.

The removal of her pubic hair was painful. It took over two hours and the woman at the clinic at first seemed a bit condemning but finally warmed to her after the teacher made a joke of it – it's for my boyfriend etc. She was now very sensitive there; even her latex panties rubbing against it made her take a breath.

After much looking she found an apartment and called the student for a joint viewing. They met and walked through the place together with the real estate woman. She seemed a little bemused with some of the student's questions particularly about sound proofing the spare room and whether the beams were solid and could take a heavy weight suspended from them. The teacher looked at the student at this comment; images flashing past her of being suspended by her arms, being paddled by him, as he smiled at her innocently. The shutters on the windows were solid and could be locked, as could the sturdy door. The room had a separate bathroom with toilet, shower and bidet. This pleased him for it meant she could be kept here for extended periods if necessary. The room was about 18 feet by 14 feet, plenty large enough for some of his plans.

The teacher took all this in but said little, remaining expressionless, polite to the agent but now really without an opinion. The suite was on the top floor and on the corner, so her making a lot of noise would likely not prove a problem, she thought ruefully.

Both were satisfied with the flat and all the necessary paperwork was completed. They chose to share the cost evenly; it was a form of confirmation of their commitment to their future together. As the teacher had lived for all her years at her mothers she had managed to acquire sufficient funds for the purchase and the student was, fortunately for him, fairly wealthy through trusts and private income. Possession was granted to them very quickly, for France at least, and in a month, after a not very tearful goodbye to her mother, the teacher had moved her belongings into the flat.

During the intervening period she had continued to tutor her student. In fact they had increased her tuition to twice a week at his request. The lessons were a little strained with both parties aware of the changing power structure, however she was as demanding as before and he clearly improved under her guidance. Nothing during this time was said about the impending move.

Soon she had set up the flat as she wanted it, with the piano centre stage in the living room and her possessions now arranged as she liked them. The activities room however remained locked and as soon as she moved in he had hired workers, she had no idea where they came from, to “refurbish” it to his requirements.

The two men were very courteous but said little and she hardly saw them, but heard banging and screwing and smelt paint and varnish as they proceeded. The student would come twice a week for his lesson and inspect the room on his leaving. She however was not allowed to view the room; it would no doubt be quite a surprise, she thought.

She was not stupid and knew this was to be her prison, her quarters, her torture chamber, the place where he would do what he wished to her. This excited her and also frightened her just a little. She found that since she had moved in and the room was now so near, she was having trouble sleeping at night. The decision had been made and the day was fast approaching and this now was beginning to make her a little nervous.

And it was to the familiar cool cling of latex that she turned for comfort at night. She was aware of its effects on her and one night as she rocked in bed unable to sleep again, that she got up and chose to put some latex clothing on. She chose a bra, some shoulder length gloves and a different pair of panties that she normally wore under her street clothing. These were a strange pair with imitation rubber labia and an oval hole for access to her vagina. In the dark she slipped them on, luxuriating in their familiar grip. Her permanently naked crotch was still quite sensitive and as she lay back on her bed she shivered at the cool caress of the latex. She slid her rubber covered fingers between the rubber lips of the panties and comforted herself, and quickly she was asleep.

This exercise she repeated many times over the next few nights as the day approached that she would inspect her “quarters”.

Her work at the music school continued during the days and her tutorials with her student continued twice a week. He played well, but she continued to criticise him, perhaps overly, and at times he became frustrated she thought, and silently she hoped he would gain his revenge on her later. But he did play well and she hoped that she could help him, perhaps to gain concert or at least orchestra potential.

He was rich, but not spoilt at all, and being rich allowed him to buy her the extensive wardrobe and the equipment in her room. This began to arrive slowly in packages after the workmen had finished. She had no inkling as to what the boxes contained but her imagination ran rampant and she had to continue to lean on dressing in latex at night to get uninterrupted sleep. Frankly though she was very happy for that, as she pleasured herself in the dark.

She had asked him about the expense of the equipment and clothes and had offered to pay, or at least contribute to them – she after all was going to be the “beneficiary' of them. She was pleased to see he had no false modesty and had accepted a contribution. She thought wryly that they were a “team” after all.

One evening, at last, she would see the results of his endeavours. He informed her that the room was finished and her “training” would begin. Suddenly her heart was pounding and she was nervous again, but she reminded herself that this is precisely what she had wanted, what she had sought too late anyway, she thought, as she quietly followed him to the door of her “activity” room and waited as he unlocked it and ushered her in.