by Vi Keeland
He chuckled softly. “I let you have the first one for free, but now you have to wait until I give you permission to come.”
“Yes, Baron,” she answered, unsure how she was going to control herself.
He grabbed her thighs and eased his cock into her moist tunnel. He pushed her away from him and then pulled her back. The swing added force to the movement and her pussy crashed against his cock, sending pleasant shockwaves through her. Brie squealed in excitement.
“You like, that don’t you, sex kitten?” She nodded, trying to ignore the throbbing pleasure between her legs.
He increased the force of his thrusts, making her clit ache with need. Whatever he had lathered on her was having a major effect. She whimpered, each thrust sending fire-bursts of pleasure through her.
“Feeling good? Well, I am about to send you over the edge. Don’t you dare come.”
She bit her lip as he started manually playing with her clit while penetrating her. Brie started whimpering and then screaming as she felt her pussy contract. There was no stopping it, and she came all over his cock.
Baron tsked and pulled out. “Now you must be punished.”
Instead of fear, her poor pussy contracted in pleasure. It wanted whatever attention he planned to give her. He walked off the stage and returned with a flogger. It looked like a whip, but with many angry tails. She shuddered and closed her eyes, waiting for her punishment.
“Open your eyes and tell me what you did wrong.”
Brie looked at him warily and answered, “I came without permission.”
“Yes. As a responsible Dom, it is my duty and privilege to punish you. Lean back and lift your legs higher.”
Brie did so, knowing that she was giving him free access to whip her bare bottom with the wicked-looking flogger. She soon felt the multiple tails of the whip slap across her buttocks. She jumped at the impact, yelping from the sting.
Then he left her. She couldn’t tell where he went, but she was suddenly alone on the stage, swinging gently in the air. It was a horrible feeling. Not only had she disappointed him and the whole room knew it, but it was that much worse knowing he was gone. She ached for him to return and had to fight off the tears as she slowly swung back and forth. The room was deathly silent.
Although it was probably only minutes, it felt like hours before she heard his footsteps on the stairs. “Are you ready to obey me?” he asked.
Brie looked at him in desperation. “Yes, Baron. I want to obey you.”
He began caressing her clit and instantly sent her back to the pleasurable fire she’d felt before. The only thing that kept her from giving in to it was knowing that she would lose his presence again if she did. She moaned and squirmed, but she did not come. He slipped his cock back into her pussy and started fucking her with passion. She denied herself, wanting to please him more than to experience her own release.
“Do you want to come, kitten?”
“If it pleases you, Baron.”
“Good answer…but not yet.”
Baron took full advantage of the swing, pulling all the way out and then letting her swing right back onto his hard rod. The explosive jolts from each impact threatened to overcome her resolve to obey him. Finally, he grabbed onto her hips and began quick, hard thrusts. She felt his cock grow thicker just before he came. “Now,” he gasped between ejaculations. She closed her eyes and allowed the intense throbbing to morph into pleasurable contractions. Brie cried out as the chills took hold and she lost touch with reality.
Baron’s warm chuckles brought her back. He had already pulled out and was standing beside her. “That was a good effort, my sweet little sex kitten.” He picked her up and helped her out of the swing. As soon as her feet touched the ground, the swing rose back up into the ceiling.
Brie had to hold onto him, needing time to get her legs back. “Thank you, Baron,” she whispered. He ripped off his mask and bent down to kiss her with those thick, warm lips.
She struggled to get her clothes back on, and then turned to Sir and the other trainers.
“What did you learn, Miss Bennett?” Sir asked.
“That I don’t want to disappoint my Dom.”
“Good.”
Ms. Clark stood up, obviously still unhappy. “The next time I see you staring into the eyes of your Dom when it is not appropriate, I will punish you myself.”
“Yes, Mistress Clark,” Brie answered.
The hostile trainer seemed to appreciate the title Brie had given her, and her expression softened a little. She sat down without another word.
Brie left the stage and walked over to her seat. Instead of lecturing them further, Marquis Gray handed out paper and told them to write down what they had learned from their fellow classmates. She was the last one to finish. When she had handed in her paper to Marquis Gray, Sir dismissed the group. The second night of training was officially over.
She felt a profound sense of loss, knowing that Sir did not want her. She got up slowly and groaned. Her feet were on fire, protesting vehemently against the torturous shoes. With gritty determination, she walked gracefully towards the auditorium door. Just as she touched the latch Sir said, “Miss Bennett, proceed to room two.”
Brie almost squealed like a little girl, but somehow kept her composure. She said loudly, “Yes, Sir!” and disappeared through the door before she could make a fool of herself.
The Power of His Touch
Brie walked down to room two, no longer concerned about her aching feet. She tried to open the door but found it locked. She stood there alone with her eyes directed at the floor, waiting for Sir to join her. Be still my heart, she repeated to herself, many times over. It seemed like an eternity before she heard his footsteps coming down the corridor—long, confident strides.
Sir did not acknowledge her, but went to unlock the door. As he entered the room, he said quietly, “Follow.”
Brie immediately moved behind him, and then gasped when she saw the interior of the room. There was the same table with leather straps that she’d seen on the website. That picture of it had convinced her to start the submissive training in the first place.
“How did you know?” she whispered.
“Know what, Miss Bennett?”
“That I wanted this.”
Sir laughed lightly. “The way you responded to Miss Wilson’s lesson today made it fairly obvious.” She was embarrassed, but grateful he could easily read her desires. He pointed towards two chairs in the corner. “I want to talk to you before we begin.”
She nodded, and sat down only after Sir took a seat.
“Miss Bennett, you should know that I am breaking protocol here. Normally, a trainer does not interact with a student, but I am not a man who is easily denied. I have wanted to take your sweet little ass ever since I saw you bend over the box of cigarettes in the tobacco shop. As headmaster of this school, I know where your training is headed and if I want your anal virginity, I need to take it now.”
His words sent shivers of delight through her body. “I understand, Sir.”
“You can refuse me.”
“I do not wish to, Sir.”
“Fine. Then undress and kneel beside me.”
Brie forced herself to breathe normally as she slowly and sensually took off her clothes for him. She folded them in a neat pile and then knelt down beside her Sir. He began stroking her hair, making her purr inside.
“I saw how you handled yourself after we left the room earlier. I was pleased with your obedience.” Brie had known there were cameras. “I appreciated that you stood up for Ms. Taylor.”
Brie looked up and smiled at him. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Although I agree with Ms. Clark that you have an eye contact issue, I understood your need for it in the auditorium with Baron.” He glanced down at her with a glint in his eye. “I enjoyed watching you train with him tonight.” He continued to play with her hair and her whole body tingled with bliss. “I have a question for you, however.”
She looked deep into his eyes. Whatever he wanted to know was his for the asking. “What, Sir?”
“Tell me, what did Tono say to you at the end of your first session today?”
“He said that he would come back for me.”
“Hmm…” Sir rubbed his chin thoughtfully and was silent for a moment. “It appears he, as well as another Dom, is infatuated with you. After we finish here, I want you to follow me to my office. There is something I need to give you, Miss Bennett.”
Before she could respond, Sir pulled her head back and kissed her roughly. All reasoning left her when she felt his insistent lips on hers.
He picked her up in one swift motion and carried her to the table. He strapped her wrists down first, leaving no room for movement. Before he secured her ankles, he took one of her feet gently in his hand. “I see those shoes are doing a number on your pretty little feet. Does it hurt?”
“Not much,” she lied.
He smiled and lightly caressed them. “My devoted little student,” he murmured. Then he secured her ankles so that her legs were spread and ready for him.
Sir walked to the other side of the room and opened a door. She heard the sound of running water. When he came back, he had a wet cloth in his hand. He used it to tenderly bathe her entire body. Every time the cloth began to get cold, he went back to the room and rinsed it with warm water. By the time he was finished, she felt completely clean and fresh.
He put the cloth away and shut the door quietly. Instead of coming to her, he leaned against the wall and stared at Brie—at her naked body, strapped down and eager for him. She basked in his gaze. It was just like the website photo; her fantasies were now her reality.
“Some men think they need toys to excite a woman, but I don’t believe that. No, I believe firmly in the power of touch.” He continued to gaze at Brie, without making a move towards her. The fact he was taking his time made her want him all the more.
When Sir finally pushed away from the wall and walked towards her, she was literally trembling in anticipation. When his hand lightly touched her stomach, she gasped. All her awareness was focused on that one area. He gave her a leisurely smile as his fingers made their way up to her breasts. Brie closed her eyes when they made contact with her hard nipples. She moaned without meaning to and heard his light chuckle.
“That’s it, Brie. Give in to your desire.”
Hearing Sir call her by her given name affected her deeply. She began panting, unsure if she could handle his lovemaking.
He bent over her and began sucking on her left nipple. She bit her lip, trying not to cry out like a silly girl. Sir pinched her other nipple and then started sucking harder. She arched her back in response, moaning his name.
He reached one of his hands between her legs and felt her excitement. “You’re one hot, little sub,” he murmured seductively. “Something tells me your body is aching for me to fuck your sweet, virginal ass.”
Brie whimpered and rubbed her eager pussy against his hand. He penetrated her moist depths with his middle finger. “Hot and willing, are you?” Sir pulled his finger out of her wet pussy and then pressed his tongue against her throbbing clit. He started licking the sensitive nodule as he pushed his slippery finger against her anus. She cried out passionately as he pushed his finger into her nasty little hole.
“Oh, this virgin may be tight, but she wants my cock stroking her in the ass,” he said confidently. She nodded in agreement, too embarrassed to agree with him out loud.
Sir would have none of it. “What does this little virgin want?”
Brie paused a few seconds before answering. “To be taken by you, Sir.”
“Beg for it, Brie.”
“Please, Sir. Take my virginal ass with your cock.”
“Do you want me to be gentle or rough?”
Again, she paused. “Whatever is your pleasure, Sir.”
“So agreeable, like a proper submissive,” he growled. “I think it pleases me to give you both…”
He quickly undid the restraints and told her to get on her hands and knees. He strapped down her wrists so that she rested her weight on her forearms. Then he buckled her ankles in place, leaving her with her legs spread apart and her ass in the air.
With unhurried motions, Sir undressed in front of her, exposing his manly chest first. It was covered in dark hair and well-defined muscles. She watched with desperate interest as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off, along with his briefs. His cock was princely, perfectly proportioned with a thick base and a slightly longer than normal shaft.
“Oh, yes. This entire cock is going deep inside you today,” he assured her.
Sir moved onto the table and positioned himself behind her. He caressed her round buttocks, squeezing them in his hands before lightly slapping each. “There is nothing sweeter than a virginal ass begging to be fucked. Tell me again what you want, Brie.”
“I want you deep inside me, Sir.”
“As you wish.”
She suddenly felt cold gel drip into the crease of her buttocks, and then Sir’s finger pushed the cool liquid into her warm, puckered hole. He soon replaced his probing finger with his sizable cock. He wasted little time forcing the head of his shaft into her. Brie gasped and panted as she grew used to the new sensation. Even after the butt plug the day before, she found his cock stretching her in places never tried before. It almost hurt, but her body needed him so badly.
“Relax, Brie. Let my cock dominate you,” he murmured, stroking her hair. Sir reached around and began caressing her breasts as he groaned passionately in her ear. Centimeter by centimeter, Sir made his way into her tight, virginal hole. He opened her up more the deeper he pushed. “We’re halfway, Brie. Do you think you can take more?”
She didn’t know how, but she wanted more and answered, “All of you, Sir.”
He grabbed her waist and began thrusting, slowly and sensually. The concentrated movement relaxed her tight muscles and he finally pushed his entire cock into her resistant depths. She moaned at the sensation of fullness his thick cock gave her.
“Now that I have given it to you gently, I think it is time I switched gears.”
She whimpered, despite her hungering desire for him.
“I want to hear your unrestrained cries when I fuck your little ass. Don’t hold anything back.”
“Yes, my Sir.”
“My Sir—now that’s a little presumptuous of you, isn’t it?” he chuckled, before giving a quick and hearty thrust into her ass. Brie squealed at the intensity of it. “Would you like another?” he asked.
She nodded her head enthusiastically, but said nothing.
“No, Brie, you must voice your desire.”
“Please, Sir, may I have another?”
The instant the words left her mouth, his cock thrust deep and true. She cried out, surprised at the depth of his penetration. “Now, Brie. Would you like me to fuck your sexy little ass?”
“If it pleases you, Sir.”
She felt his hand tighten around her waist while she waited for his pounding. Sir’s thrusts became hard and commanding. She started to moan and then cried out, holding nothing back as his hard shaft stroked the inside of her tight hole.
Sir’s groans of pleasure were music to her ears. To please her Sir was Brie’s deepest desire, so when his fingers entered her wet pussy and he ordered her to orgasm, she released all her pent-up passion and came violently around his fingers.
His surprised groan sent a second wave of pleasure crashing over her. As if he couldn’t take it, he immediately grabbed her hips and began stroking into her ass for all he was worth. She reveled in it, loving every second of his passionate pounding. She screamed out his name when he stiffened inside her and began bathing her ass with his hot seed. There is no greater joy than this!
When Sir finally pulled out of her, he seemed more vulnerable, more approachable. She longed to be released from her bonds so that she could wrap her arms around him and kiss him all o
ver. Instead, he turned away and got dressed.
When Sir came back to her side, he was once again the authoritative headmaster. He undid her straps and ordered her to get dressed. Brie had to move slowly, still shaking from the heated exchange.
“Don’t put your shoes on yet,” he told her.
After she was fully dressed, he called her to kneel beside him. He stroked her long hair in such a loving manner. It made her wish she could remain beside him like this forever. Eventually, he ordered her to stand up. She did so gracefully, desiring to please him. She desperately wanted to gaze into his eyes, and silently begged him to speak to her.
She was pleasantly surprised when he pulled her against him and lifted her chin up. Sir’s lips pressed against her mouth and she moaned in pure ecstasy.
“Something tells me that this ex-virgin would like more.”
“Yes, Sir,” she purred.
“Too bad, my dear. You must wait.”
She wanted to seduce him, but remembered her place. “As you please, Sir.”
She stepped into the torturous six-inch heels and hid her pain with a look of contentment. She followed close behind Sir as he walked down the hall, curious to know what he planned to give her.
As soon as they entered his office, he commanded her to kneel again. He sat down at his desk and began searching through the bottom drawer. He held up a thin black collar. Brie’s heart wanted to burst with joy. It was obvious he wasn’t pleased with the other Doms showing an interest in her, and she’d read online that a collar was a sign of ownership.
“As one of my students, you are under my charge. I cannot have Doms endeavoring to claim you before the course is finished. There is still much for you to learn.” He walked back over to her. “Brie, it would be foolish to choose a Dominant until you have more experience. Although I can safely say that all of the Dominants used in training would make good partners, I do not want any of them attempting to sway your decision. Therefore, I am placing this collar of protection around your neck.”
She felt his manly touch as he fastened the collar on her. Brie closed her eyes, her stomach fluttering at the intimate contact.
