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the lesson....
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the lesson.... The darkness surrounds her as she lays awaiting his return. Blindfolded and restrained, time stands still and she wonders whether hours, or merely minutes have passed. Her position on the mattress that was once difficult to maintain, has now become tolerable as her muscles begin to relax. Knees bound together, face down into the bed, arse high in the air, her hands are clasped at the small of her back. No restraints keep them there, only her Masters words, and the memory of the lesson from the night before. "Do not move...," were his last words as she silently nodded her acknowledgement of his command. The strength of his voice becomes the only key to her returning from the places he takes her, strengthening her stamina, widening her boundaries, opening her limits with each lesson taught. The evening started rather plainly, with her expecting another quiet night at home. As her final bites of a well deserved serving of ice cream are finished, she realizes headlights are shining in the driveway. "Damn...'" she mumbles, as she dreads when unannounced guests appear. "For crying out loud, its 10 o'clock..." and she groans at the thought of entertaining. Hurrying to dispose of the ice cream evidence, she heads to the kitchen to remove the dirty dishes of the day. "Well...?", she mutters and while consciously waiting for the bell to ring, she realizes the front door has opened and someone has entered her home. The adrenaline of fear grips her as she is busily rushing in the kitchen. Gripping the edge of the counter, she senses the intruder making his way to her, through her home. His shadow enters before his form appears at the door to the kitchen, and at once she is relieved, yet terrified. "You always leave the door open..?" he questions as she realizes the man she calls Master is approaching her at the counter. Knowing an answer wasn't what he required she lowers her eyes and droops her head slightly. "I see you weren't expecting me..." as he nods at the disarray of the kitchen. "Tsk, tsk, little girl....I told you to always be prepared" and he continues to move toward her. So many feelings grip her as he stands to her side...fear, confusion, dread...all combine with need. lust and desire, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. His heat engulfs her as she steadys herself at the counters edge and he stands close enough to feel his breath at her ear. "I do believe a lesson can be learned here...." as he slides his hand up into her hair. "Not even a proper outfit for me...." referring to her pj pants and tank shirt nightwear. She recalls a former lesson that began with instruction in the proper attire suitable for a Pet of his....nothing but the collar presented her upon acceptance of her training. How on earth did he expect her to be ready without warning of his arrival. As if he could hear her thinking, his voice hissed into her ear..."Someday the pet will anticipate him coming to her. She will be able to feel him on his way...and be prepared." His hand grips her hair and pulls her head forcefully backward. "Look at me..." he snaps and her eyes focus on his face. "Wherever, whenever, whatever Pet...." As his voice trails off. Shaking his head slightly in disappointment he glares downward at her. "Down." he orders as he pushes her by the head to a kneeling position. Placing her head before his groin he growls, "Feel it Bitch," and he holds her head to rub her face against him. Desire rises within her and she feels the need to reach out for him, but knowledge prevents her from making that mistake. "Now Slut...you will learn what it is to be ready," as the Master pulls her forward to him by the hair. "Take it out and service me," he demands. Reaching up, still restrained by his hold, she unzips the trousers to reveal his undershorts, then slowly forces the front of his boxers downward. "Open" he barks and her mouth drops at the command "Now...place it in." Slowly she leans in, touching his cock with her mouth, opening wide for his entry. Longing erupts from her soul and the emotion takes her to where she knows she belongs...in her Masters service. Sliding his growing cock into the warmth of her mouth she tries to control the desire to rush her task. Testing his patience she begins to move on his hardened member, needing to make him feel the desire he brings about within her. "I said hold it..." he snaps and shoves her head onto himself, gagging her. "Can you not follow any orders?" as her throat fills with his manhood. Closing her eyes, she draws in his scent, while attempting to resit the urge to suck his cock, and it washes into her like a wave. "Now because you cannot seem to behave, we will have to show you what happens when you don't," and she knows the night will be a long one. Slowly her hands travel to the backs of his legs, embracing him to feel the strength of his muscles there. Traveling further upward until she reaches his buttocks and cannot help holding them gently. Her passion once again builds and she begins to slowly move on her Masters hardness, not being able to resist the need He had created in her. Need could never describe the feeling that the Master had grown within her soul....feelings like want, desire, and craving had all become minimal compared to how badly her passion for him had grown. Her core began to crave this man who had shown her how to feel again, and her only want was to fullfill his desires and wishes. Looking down and seeing her loss of control, he chuckles not only at her, but at the power within himself. "Go ahead Slut...since you cannot resist the urge. But i warn you there will be payment for what you take," and abandonment washes over her. With ferver she begins orally pleasuring this amazingly powerful man, the one who takes her to the limits of learning, reinforcing each lesson with either pain or pleasure. She understands the payment for her desire will be submission to his folly, but she is more than willing to endure the agony, the tears, and the searing pain of correction in order to have just this one moment. The moment stands still and all that exists is her passion, his cock, and the sound of desire as she continues the oral assault on his member. Knowing he would never allow her the reward of his seed, she anticipates the sound of his voice, and when it comes it simply barks "Stop." Breath is at a loss, and she finds herself panting at the sudden end to her desire. "Get the spoons and follow me..." as he replaces himself into his trousers and heads for the bedroom. Gathering her senses she realizes his demand and selects three wooden spoons, knowing they will be used toward her payment. Which ones to choose..to make him happy with her decision becomes critical. Not choosing ones she thinks will not be effective, remembering his favorites, anticipating his need would make a difference when she presented them to him. "Pet, What's taking you so long....'" as she hurrys through the hall with her choices. Upon entering the room she realizes that he is standing with her collar in hand, along with a bag that he arrived with. Placing the spoons on the bed, he instructs her to his side. "Now apparently ...you have no respect for its meaning," as his throws her collar to the floor. "And you will earn the opportunity to wear it again. Now strip and present yourself for training." Quickly removing the items of clothing, she surveys the room for a fitting place to kneel. Knowing the Master would require her to be in her standard position of submission, she realizes that not enough room exists for kneeling and access to her. Seeing her confusion he remarks, "The bed is fine." She climbs onto it, kneeling as she goes, and assumes her position...sitting back on her heels, hands clasped behind her, facing the head of the bed. "Forward" is the command and she leans her face to the mattress causing her rear to be presented to him. "Now you'll understand for the next time, wont you..." as the first smack of a spoon hits her behind.The stinging becomes more intense as the reddening begins and with each smack she presses her face further into the bed to muffle her pain, bearing the repeated strokes. Ten on one side, ten on the other, until her rear is red with discipline. "Up'" he instructs as she slowly raises, adjusting to the swelling that has begun. Raising up he instructs her to lie on her back with her legs straight in the air. Knowing the lesson is to continue she hears him rummaging through his bag. "Ah" he says, as he discovers a length a leather strap. "This will do," and he moves back toward the Pet. "Stay still..." he remarks as he finds her rocking back and forth to ease the pain from her ass. Coming to her he straps the leather around her legs below the knee tightly. The burn of constriction begins to engulf her lower legs and she feels the blood slow in her extremities. "Back'" he snaps, as he guides her to her knees again. "Wait'" he orders as he reaches to his bag drawing out a piece of black silk. Plaing it over her eyes and securing it tightly he whispers in her ear, "That is for misbehaving before..." and her world becommes dark. Now back on the bed in submission, although uncomfortable she holds her hands behind her as she understands she should. Knees together, blindfold secure she hears, "Now you won't be forgetting anymore will you?" Shaking her head 'no' she feels him once again at his bag...and feels the first sting of his flogger, across her breasts. "Will you?" and again the snap reveals itself with the sting of contact. "Answer me Slut....' as he strikes again and again. "No" she replies. "No?" "NO?...." he hissed at her. "no Sir" she squeaks, knowing what a grave mistake she had made. "I don' t think you are worth the trouble" he blurts as he stops his assault and turns to leave. "No Sir, please don't leave...." she pleads as he heads for the door. "Why should i stay?" "Sir i need you.." "Need? More like want..." "Please Sir I'm begging..." "You're pathetic...and yet something makes me believe your training should continue." Stepping back to the bed, running his hand across the welts he created, he forces her back to the mattress. "Now Pet...allow me to continue." Reaching under her he roughly grabs for her sensitive nipples and twists. "You need this?" he asks as his hands begin to tease her. "Yessss..." she hisses as the juices from her pussy start to flow. "And i suppose you'd like this?" as he reaches to pinch at her clit. Shock waves course through her as his assault turns from one of pain, to one of pleasure. "Now cunt, you will cum for me.." as his fingers enter her pussy with force. "Show me how much you need me" and he begins thrusting in and out. Not being able to stop her desire, his hands bring her to climax almost instantly and her body begins to shake uncontrollably. "Do Not stop, " he demands as one orgasm after another washes over her. Sweat envelopes her body as he brings her to release time and again and she almost begs for him to stop. "Now Pet....I"m taking my payment due..." as he climbs to the bed already stripped of clothing. Placing his hardened cock at her tight asshole he reminds her, "I told you it would be a big settlement" and pushes agaiinst her ass. Bracing herself for the attack, she feels him leaning into her, and her hole being stretched with the force of his cock. "Now you understand my requests?" he questions and she nods into the bed. Holding her hands behind her, using them for support, he takes the tighest of her holes by force and thrusts over and over into her. Bringing himself to climax he pounds into her ass, finally unleashing his load while slamming her with his cock. Laying against her to recouperate, he finally removes his cock from her ass, and she knows the burn he has placed there will remain for some time. "Do not move," he instructs her as he leaves the room. The darkness surrounds her as she lays awaiting his return. Blindfolded and restrained, time stands still and she wonders whether hours, or merely minutes have passed. Her position on the mattress that was once difficult to maintain, has now become tolerable as her muscles begin to relax. Knees bound together, face down into the bed, arse high in the air, her hands are clasped at the small of her back. No restraints keep them there, only her Masters words, and the memory of the lesson .... |
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2/6/2016 11:45 pm |
That is intense and very exciting..... When??*
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7/10/2021 8:35 pm |
Sexy but over dramatic. The novelty wears off. Sc: scites25311
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