by Kim Knight
The man who held Alex’s wrists glanced questioningly at Peter who gave a shrug and then moved to take his place. The man then moved to Kate’s pussy and slid into the semen soaked cunt. He groaned at the wetness, his fingers gripping her hips tightly.
Suddenly Kate’s lips closed around Alex’s clitoris and she cried out, thrusting her hips up as her climax struck unexpectedly. The men clapped and cheered their approval as Alex became lost in the moment of pleasure. She was vaguely aware of Kate’s own groans and gasps of pleasure and then her cries reached a crescendo. As her groans eased, there was the sound of a man grunting before he too fell quiet.
When she came back to her senses, she was surprised to see Kate above her. The other woman was on her hands and knees, her head up and facing forward. Then Alex noticed that Peter was climbing onto the table in front of her. Kate slanted her back and opened her mouth, closing her lips over his penis. Behind her, Marshall climbed onto the table as well and slid his cock into her cunt. Kate was rocked between the two men who fucked her firmly from either end. She groaned as she sucked the cock and pressed back against her husband’s cock. Alex groaned too as she felt juice dripping onto her stomach and groin, secretions from Kate’s soaking pussy. The two men came a few minutes later and then Kate was spanked once more as she licked the sticky juice from Alex’s skin.
As the men rearranged themselves, it was quite clear that Kate was far from satisfied. She looked longingly at her husband but he just smiled and gripped her chin harshly before kissing her. As he pulled back he said, ‘We’re going to the club, be waiting for me when I get back ... and you’d better be as fucking filthy and wet as you are now.’
With a sigh, she nodded slowly and then watched as the men left. She didn’t say a word as she gave Alex the leftovers from dinner and left her to eat. When she was done she was taken to the shower and permitted to wash before being taken back to her bedroom.
‘Your training begins in earnest tomorrow,’ Kate told her as she fastened her wrists to the wall.
‘Yes, Miss,’ Alex replied and then she was left to contemplate the events of the evening.
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She was awoken by the sound of flesh being smacked. Disorientated by sleep, it had sounded like it had come from close by and she jumped as if expecting another blow. She realised that she was alone a moment before the sound echoed again, this time followed by a muffled cry. She turned towards the wall, frowning. Another blow and this time the last of her sleep fell away as she heard another muffled cry. Now she realised that Kate and Marshall’s bedroom must be next door. Without any clock in the room, it was impossible to tell the time but the quietness of the street outside suggested that it was later ... or early. Marshall had mentioned going to the club, depending on the club, that could mean a late finish.
Alex turned from the wall and stared at the darkness above her. The sounds continued and she tried to ignore them just as she tried to ignore the strange sense of empathy that came with them. Even if she had saved her from being fucked by those four men, she had still subjected her to that degrading display in front of them, so maybe Alex should have enjoyed the sound of her husband spanking her ... or whatever he was doing. But she couldn’t bring herself to feel anything like that ... if anything, what she felt was something akin to pity. She pondered the reaction as she tried to shut the noises out. Why pity the woman who had chained her to this bed? Who had arranged for someone else to cut and dye her hair? Why feel anything for her at all - other than seething hate? She knew the answer, she just didn’t want to admit it. Alex had lived with the ‘call-girls’ for a couple of years and during that time she had often heard them speak of their lovers. Alex had misinterpreted it at first until one of them had explained that it was a nickname for some of the regulars - those that had fallen in love with the girls. For some of the men, and occasionally women, who paid for their services, it was the only affection that they could find and they paid as much for that as for the pleasure that came afterwards. The response was common among young men, paying for their first sexual encounter with an experienced woman. They would bring gifts and spend more time talking than actually fucking. The girls that Alex knew didn’t mind and, far from deriding them, they perhaps grew a little fond of them too. After all, in a profession as dangerous as theirs, they had to find allies where they could. But now Alex realised that she had had a similar response to Kate and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Kate had shown Alex her first moment of true pleasure and seemed intent on continuing to do so. She had, as Kate had said, awakened her, and with that had come a strange attachment. Alex wondered if Kate knew about it, if she could see the way Alex looked at her.
The sound of sex echoed through the wall and Alex was dragged from her thoughts. Her feelings of pity for Kate turning into something quite different. She struggled with the cuffs around her wrists. Cursing the restraints that kept her hands bound to the wall where they could do her no good. She squeezed her thighs together and groaned with frustration as the sound of their fucking grew louder. Kate’s cries echoed through the wall. Soft at first but growing as her pleasure grew and then she was crying out, her voice high with pleasure. Alex imagined her writhing on the bed beneath her husband, her legs wrapped around his thighs as he slammed into her. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to dispel the images but failing.
Finally, with a cry from both of them, the sounds ended and Alex was left panting with lust to wait, sleeplessly, for the morning.
Lessons
‘Slide the tip of your finger in ... anticipate what is to come next.’
Alex sighed as she slipped the very tip of her finger into her pussy. She was sitting on the floor of the dungeon, her legs spread wide.
‘Now, pull it back and rub your clit ... gently.’
She did so, her half open eyes looking up at Kate as she circled her. The flogger was over her shoulder. Kate was dressed in tight leather trousers, shining black stilettos and a black, silk blouse. The colour made her hazel eyes all the deeper and Alex wanted nothing more than to drown in them. The flogger seemed the perfect accompaniment to the outfit. She had brought it with her when she had awoken Alex that morning and it seemed that it was to be a constant companion. Alex had yet to feel the leather strands across her skin but just the fear of that first touch was enough to make her eager to do whatever Kate asked of her ... and do it well.
‘That’s good ...’ Kate said, nodding, ‘... now, slide your finger in ... just to the first knuckle.’
Alex bit her lip as pleasant ripples ran along her skin.
‘You like that?’
‘Yes, Miss.’
‘You want more?’
‘Yes, Miss ... please.’
‘You must wait,’ Kate told her, ‘allow the build up, enjoy the anticipation.’
‘I’m trying, Miss, but it’s so hard ...’
‘Very well then, slide your finger in all the way.’
Alex gave a small cry as she did so, lifting her knees slightly to aid her masturbation.
‘Back and forth, back and forth,’ Kate instructed, tapping the handle of the flogger against her shoulder to time her thrusts. After a few moments she said, ‘You want more, don’t you?’
‘Yes, Miss.’
‘Slide your finger out ... slowly ... now rub your clit a little ... good ... now, two fingers, just the tips ...’ Kate stood in front of her, studying her reaction, ‘... yes, now slide them in.’
Alex cried out, tipping her head back as her whole body shuddered.
‘Turn your hand, let your palm press against your clit ... ah, lovely, yes?’
‘Yes, Miss,’ Alex groaned.
‘You must learn to pleasure yourself before you can hope to pleasure anyone else. How can you hope to serve if you do not even know what pleasure is? How will you know what works and what doesn’t?’
Kate ran the end of the whip handle across Alex’s neck and shoulder, making her shudder.
‘Alright, that’s enough,’ Kate announced and then laughed at Alex’s gasp of disappointment, ‘I meant that that is enough instruction for now ... show me how you make yourself come.’
‘Thank you, Miss,’ Alex gasped and then drove her fingers into herself, lifting her buttocks from the floor to drive them in as deep as she could. She rested her other hand against the floor, lifting and twisting her hips, squeezing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to bring herself to climax.
‘Well?’ Kate demanded after a few moments, ‘Don’t you want to come?’
‘Yes, Miss ... oh, God, yes!’
‘Then what are you fucking waiting for?’
‘Miss, I’m sorry, I ...’ the words died in her throat as the sudden onrush of climax robbed her of breath. She shuddered and held her fingers deep inside her as she cried out, quivering gently. It was far less satisfying than what Kate had done to her, but after the sleepless, arousal filled night, it was satisfying enough.
Alex jumped when the strands of the leather flogger were laid across her breast, it wasn’t a blow but the first feel of the leather was a warning about what was to come. She stared down at the leather strands, her eyes widening at the sight of her flesh between the leather - it looked ... wonderful. The flogger was lifted and then gently laid across her other breast.
‘It’s a wonderful feeling,’ Kate announced, ‘the feel of leather slicing across your flesh.’ She shuddered and smiled, ‘Oh yes, it’s quite something.’
Alex swallowed, ‘Are you going to ... beat me?’
‘For now, only if you do something deserving of it,’ Kate replied and lifted the flogger, motioning for her to roll over. She did so, lifting herself onto her hands and knees. The ends of the flogger tickled along the skin of her buttocks and she shivered involuntarily. She tried to imagine what it would feel like, to have the strands land harder across her flesh. Would it hurt as much as she imagined? More? The flogger was lifted and then lowered again, a little harder, enough to entice but not hurt. She felt her pussy warm to the gentle caress and she sighed softly.
‘Open your mouth,’ Kate announced and moved away. When she returned she was carrying a slim dildo. ‘Show me what you can do,’
‘Miss?’ Alex asked fearfully.
‘Oh, for fuck’s sake,’ Kate sighed, ‘You’ve never sucked cock either?’
‘No, Miss.’
Kate turned away, cursing to herself.
‘I’m sorry, Miss.’
‘No matter,’ Kate sighed, waving her hand dismissively, ‘Come here.’ She was thoughtful as she led Alex to a frame in the corner of the room. A metal bar was held above the floor and Alex was told to sit under it. ‘Hands,’ Kate commanded and fastened her wrists to the bar just above her head.
Alex quivered with fear, sure that she had been restrained to receive a punishment. She stared at the floor and tried to steady her breathing. Whatever Kate planned to do to her ... probably with the flogger ... she could cope, she would cope.
She sensed Kate approaching and looked up, expecting to see the flogger or some other terrible instrument of punishment in her hand. The sight that greeted her made her eyes widen and her mouth fall open, even as her nipples hardened.
Kate was naked, but for the stilettos and a slim, realistic dildo that had been strapped around her waist, the phallus protruding from her pelvis.
‘Please,’ Alex whispered, slowly shaking her head - even though now she was unsure what Kate had planned for her.
‘Open your mouth,’ came the command and the realisation of what was to come next quickly followed.
Alex shook her head again, tears welling in her eyes, ‘I don’t want to,’
‘Open your mouth,’ Kate said again, calmly as if she had expected Alex’s reluctance but her tone of voice suggested that her patience wouldn’t last.
‘Please ... Miss ...’ Alex said again. She stared at the phallus and felt suddenly nauseous, just the thought of that thing sliding into her mouth made her feel ill.
Kate lifted the ever present flogger, her meaning clear.
‘Please, Miss, I ... I ... I don’t want to.’
Kate took half a step forward, shaking her head as Alex tried to shrink away. ‘You don’t want to?’ Her eyes narrowed dangerously, ‘And what makes a stupid whore like you think that you have a choice?’ She let her words sink in before she continued, ‘I could so easily slide this cock between your lips and fuck your mouth as I please and when I’m done, I will whip the skin from those pert little titties of yours.’ She twirled the flogger for effect, ‘But you would learn nothing ... other than a better understanding of your place in the world.’ She leant down, fixing Alex with a cold stare, ‘Or ... you could do as I tell you, open your fucking mouth and learn how to use it to pleasure a man and when I feel that you have learnt enough, I will spin you round and slide my tongue into your soaking pussy ... because, I promise you, your cunt will be dripping by the time you are finished.’
Alex stared back through tear misted eyes and, despite the nausea that clawed at her throat, she slowly opened her mouth. She told herself that it was fear of the flogger and the safety of her breasts that made her do it.
The rubber slid between her lips, the first taste of it on her tongue made her gag and Kate pulled back, sighing softly.
‘Relax, let me do the work to start with ...’
‘Yes, Miss,’ Alex whispered and let her mouth fall open, trying hard to relax.
This time she managed to let the phallus rest on her tongue without gagging but the strange taste was unpleasant, the feel of it alien in her mouth.
‘A real cock is better than this,’ Kate announced, ‘It’s warm and smooth, soft and full of life. Do it right and you can feel the ripples ...’ she sighed and shivered, pushing the phallus a little deeper. Alex tensed when she feared that Kate would try to enter her fully but thankfully she stopped when the phallus was a couple of inches into her mouth. ‘Now, close your lips around the shaft ... that’s it,’ Kate groaned as if in pleasure, making Alex look up. She was staring down at her, her hands gripping the bar as she held the phallus in place. Her eyes were filled with arousal, her nipples hard. ‘Good, good ... close your lips as tight as you can ... hold it ... yes, now suck and pull back at the same time ...’
Alex did so, hollowing her cheeks and pulling her head back. The movement caused an odd sensation in her jaw and face as unused muscles sparked to life. The phallus slipped from between her lips and she swallowed the saliva that had collected in her mouth.
‘Not bad for a first try,’ Kate told her and used one of her hands to lift the end of the phallus to Alex’s lips, ‘Now ... flick your tongue across the end ... roll the tip of your tongue around it, feel for the slight indentation underneath ... got it? Run your tongue into it ... good ... now roll onto the top, close your lips as you do ... yes ... feel for that ridge, you’ll need to move forward a little ... got it? Excellent ... now run your tongue over the ridge, turn your head slightly if you have to ... okay, now pull back a little and close your lips over the very tip, tight as you can ... hold it ...’
Alex closed her eyes as the phallus was pushed into her mouth again, deeper this time. She kept her lips as tightly closed as she could, enjoying the strange friction of the phallus sliding between her lips.
‘Let me fuck your mouth,’ Kate suddenly announced as she pulled back. Alex groaned as the phallus moved back into her mouth and then began a rhythmic thrusting. ‘Anticipate each thrust and time your breathing ... you will need to breathe out as the cock slides in ... it will help to stop you from gagging.’
It was hard but Alex managed to time her breathing with each thrust. Taking air in through her nose as the fake cock slid back and then breathing out again
as it slid over her tongue.
‘When you have the timing right, breathe in through your nose but out through your mouth ... don’t open your lips too much but let the air caress the cock.’
Alex did as she was instructed, trying hard to follow the commands even as she tried to listen for the next. The taste of the rubber was strange but the feel of it in her mouth even stranger. She couldn’t help but wonder how different this was to a real cock - Kate has said that it was, but with no experience, it was impossible to understand fully.
‘Of course, if your hands are not bound, then you should use them to caress the balls of your Master ... squeeze them gently and, as your Master likes, scratch gently with your nails ...’ she paused in her movements and Alex realised that she was studying Alex’s hands. ‘You bite your nails ...’ Kate snarled angrily, ‘... well, that stops now. By the time I present you to our Master in a little under two weeks, I expect your nails to have grown or you will feel the flogger across your arse.’ She started to move again, pushing the phallus deeper than before. Alex struggled against it, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. Kate sighed angrily and pulled back, ‘You will learn to take the cock as deep as possible ... remember, your mouth, your pussy, your arse ... every part of you is there to serve the whim of your Master.’
Alex froze, fear rippling her skin.
Kate must have sensed her reaction because she gave a small laugh, ‘You will learn to serve ... with your body, your mind and every breath that swells those pert titties of yours.’
Alex shivered again, but it was more than fear that sent the cold ripple across her skin ... she just didn’t know what it was. She continued to work at the dildo again, flicking her tongue around the shaft, pursing her lips and sucking gently as Kate withdrew the dildo and then plunged forward again.
