by Vera Roberts
“I want to see you. I can fix this and make it go away, yes?”
“How can you fix this?” Caprina asked.
“My sweet carus, I have money and power. I have access to all the newspapers and print. I can make this little thing, um, go away.”
With Dimitri, there was always a catch. “And what do you get in return?”
“Everything.”
Caprina knew what Dimitri meant. She would be stuck with him for life. She would be at his beck and call. She was his plaything once before and she couldn’t do that again. “No.” She firmly stated.
“No?” Dimitri was surprised by his former fling’s tenacity. “What do you mean, no?”
“No. I’m not doing this anymore, Dima. I’m not going to be available to you whenever the mood suits you. I’m not going to be your one of many. No. I won’t do this anymore,” she said.
“My little pussy was always hard-headed,” Dimitri laughed over the phone, “always so beautiful and yet so stubborn. Fine, carus, you may not want my assistance now but you will. Trust me, you will.”
“I doubt it,” Caprina shot back.
“And the price, my sweet carus, won’t be so cheap.” Dimitri hung up.
Caprina looked at her Blackberry and threw it across the room, smashing it into little pieces. Her life was spiraling out of control and she couldn’t stop it. She would not revert back to how things were before she met Scott. She couldn’t. There was no power in being submissive to anyone. She loved to dominate and take over. Scott was the perfect candidate for her. He did whatever she wanted, no questions asked.
Her mind wandered to how he was doing. I wonder if he still went to Europe.
****
Scott studied Aileen for a long while. They were both nude. Aileen wore her standard stilettos for Scott. She wasn’t sure what he was looking at or looking for. All she knew was she supposed to remain quiet and still with her legs wide open. Scott was looking for something; that was clear. Exactly what, she couldn’t even begin to guess.
He studied her pussy like a gynecologist, occasionally poking and prodding it. He flipped her over on her stomach and spread her ass cheeks to give the same attention to her asshole. She was confused if Scott planned to fuck her or if he just wanted to give her a pap smear.
“I’m going to practice something on you but I need your assistance because I’ve never done this before,” Scott said as he rolled Aileen onto her back, “I’m going to eat you out. Tell me what works and what doesn’t. Don’t fake or I’ll know.”
“Yes, Master,” Aileen nodded.
Scott adjusted his position comfortably and placed Aileen’s cunt directly in front of his face. Her smell was intoxicating and unique. He spread her warm folds and found her pink clit lightly bulging out. He brushed a finger to her equally hot cunt and softly stuck it inside. He looked up and monitored Aileen’s reaction. She softly moaned and cooed. Good start.
He dragged his tongue from her hot cunt to her clit, lapping lightly at it. The small pearl bounced on his tongue and Scott held Aileen’s thighs together to keep her steady. He licked her faster, her clit riding his tongue. Aileen’s legs began to tremble and the heat rose from her thighs. “Master, I’m about to cum,” Aileen moaned.
Scott continued to lick her and Aileen came all over his tongue. He sat back on his heels as he watched the orgasm wash over her body, calmly kissing her face.
“How was it?” Scott asked.
“It was amazing, Master,” Aileen finally opened her eyes, “are you sure you’ve never done it before?”
“I studied a lot of porn,” Scott smiled.
“I can tell,” Aileen sat up in bed, “is there anything else I can help you with as you prepare for the Mistress?”
“No, that’ll be all, Aileen,” Scott stated, “I need to get ready for this evening’s events. Tomorrow I leave to go back to the States and I have a lot of catching up to do.”
“Very well, Master,” Aileen wrapped a towel around her. “It was a pleasure to serve you, Master. Your next sub will be very lucky to have you as a Master.”
Scott didn’t even think about getting a sub when He returned. The thought escaped His mind. It would be something He’d pursue later with the right woman. “We’ll see.”
“I’ll be in the shower if you need me, Master,” Aileen headed to the bathroom.
“Thank you, Aileen,” Scott slipped on a pair of boxer briefs and climbed back on the bed. He should’ve been nervous or at least scared shitless. He wasn’t neither. He looked forward spending the last night in Italy with Sanora. He wondered what She expected of him. She wondered if he would be able to satisfy and dominate Her.
His body was stronger, his mind was clearer. The past few weeks were a lesson in life and he would never be the same ever again. Not that he wanted to return to his former ways. He was too nice, too complacent, too much of a doormat. The old Scott was dead and gone. He wasn’t going to tolerate anyone’s bullshit no matter who they were.
The new and alive Master in Scott made him aroused. He decided to join Aileen in the shower.
****
Sanora woke up from her nap and found the room dark. It was already 6 PM. She let her submissives have the night off and told them not to return until the next morning. She wanted Scott to have Her full attention.
She got up and showered and took Her time in getting dressed. She chose a slinky black dress with high slits and a plunging V-neck. The less clothing she had on, the easier it would be later on that night.
She thought about Scott as she applied her makeup. He had come a long ways during the several weeks he stayed with her. She taught her eager student well, raising him from boy to man and tonight was his graduation. She erased her mind of any expectations of him. Whether he satisfied her sexually was moot point. She was more concerned if he would be able to dominate her. If Scott could dominate her, he could dominate anyone.
She carefully applied her makeup. Everything was matte and water-proof. She had a feeling things were going to get messy. Perfect, her lips turned upward into their trademark snarl, just the way I like it.
She slipped on her high heels and made her way to the dining room. The room was completely lit up by candles. The aroma of dinner tickled her senses. She didn’t realize how hungry she was until just then. She slowly walked into the dining room and saw Scott sitting down before her at the table. “Welcome,” he got up and walked over to Sanora. He kissed her cheek. “I hope you slept well.”
“I did. Thank you,” Sanora smiled.
“Please,” Scott led her to the table. “Dinner is ready for you. The chef prepared a special meal for both of us since it’s my last night here.” He opened up a chilled champagne bottle and poured a glass for her. He walked over to the other side of the table and grabbed a device. “Take of your panties and hand them to me.”
Sanora set down her champagne glass and removed her g-string. She gave them to Scott. “Yes, Master,” her lips snarled upwards.
Hearing Sanora call Him Master gave Scott an immediate erection. He had to train His mind to wait. He handed her a pair of panties with plastic straps and a battery shaped like a butterfly. “Put these on and keep them on all night until I tell you to take them off.”
Sanora eyeballed the new panties. Well, they weren’t really panties. She wasn’t sure what they were until she saw the connecting power string with remote control. She quickly figured out what Scott was up to. She put on the panties and waited for the next instruction. “Yes, Master?”
“Very good,” Scott nodded. He sat across from her. “Before we start with our night, are there any ground rules I should know?”
“Yes,” Sanora took a sip of champagne, “no ceilings.”
Scott knew exactly what Sanora meant. The sky’s the limit. He would be allowed to whatever he wanted to do to her. “Perfect.”
“I thought you might like that,” Sanora smiled.
“Any safety words?”
“T
he standard light system works.” Sanora circled the rim of her glass with a finger. “That is all.”
“Great. Let’s eat, shall we?”
The two conversed throughout dinner, sharing stories from their past and expectations about the future. After dinner, Scott brought out gelato. He had another plan on how to feed it to her. “Put this on,” He slipped a blindfold around her eyes. “Don’t take it off until I tell you to.”
“Yes, Master.” Sanora remained still and awaited Scott’s next direction.
Hearing the other subs call him Master turned Scott on but it was nothing like hearing Sanora saying it. The word Master rolled off her tongue like it was dipped in honey. He pulled a chair out in front of Sanora and admired her beauty. Even when blindfolded, she was still so damn beautiful.
He brought out Velcro cuffs and tied them around Sanora’s wrists and to the chair arms. He spread her legs and tied them to the chair. Scott took a spoonful of gelato and pressed it against her lips. Sanora opened her mouth a little to accommodate the food. She swallowed the creamy chocolate and nodded in approval. She carefully ran her tongue over her lips as if she was feeling every crevice. She knew Scott was watching her and she wanted to give him a bit of a show.
Scott fed Sanora another spoonful and then set the bowl aside. He calmly turned on the vibrator to the lowest setting and rested his head on his palm. A small moan escaped Sanora’s lips and her lips upturned to a smile. The butterfly vibrated directly on her clit. Scott turned up the vibrator a bit more, not quite all the way but a little more powerful than the previous setting. He continued to watch his sub’s reaction. She squirmed a little in her seat but remained still for the most part. Her thighs tensed up and her palms gripped the chair arms.
Scott turned up the intensity of the vibrator to the highest setting. Sanora threw her head back in pleasure, the powerful buzzing on her clit was getting to be too much for her. She gripped the chair arms more, her palms forming tight fists. Her breathing was sporadic and her chest heaved up and down rapidly. She was about to cum.
Scott abruptly turned off the vibrator. “That’s enough for now,” He stated. He removed the wrist cuffs and untied her legs. “Stand up and take off the panties,” He ordered and Sanora complied. “Take my hand, it’s in front of you.” She grabbed His hand and He led her to His bedroom.
“Get on the bed. Face down, ass up.” Scott barked at her.
“Yes, Master,” she got on the bed.
Scott pulled Sanora’s dress up to her waist. Her pussy was wet and tightly closed. She had a small strip of hair down the middle but was cleanly waxed. Scott could tell her asshole wasn’t virgin and He was pleased to see that. He fingered Sanora’s clit and again she twitched upon the invasion. “I’ll be gentle,” Scott whispered. He circled her clit for a little while and dragged His finger to her ass. He inserted His finger gently not to cause too much tension, but Sanora moaned. She loved feeling Him back there.
Scott stopped fingering Sanora’s ass after a short while. He retrieved a whip and stood a far distance from the bed. “Get on your hands and knees,” He instructed. “Tell me when it hurts.”
“Yes, Master,” Sanora adjusted her position.
Scott warmed up for a little while, cracking the whip against the air. Once He warmed up, Scott focused His attention to Sanora. Her ass was so beautiful and perfect. It would be something He’ll fantasize about for years to come.
He flicked His wrist fast and the tail end of the whip hit just the bottom curve of Sanora’s ass. It left a slight mark. He cracked the whip again, hitting the other cheek. It also left a mark. He cracked the whip a few more times until Sanora’s ass was a nice, apple red. Never once did Sanora tell Him she was at her limit. She’s a soldier.
Scott put the whip away and grabbed a bottle of aloe vera and poured it in his hand. He lightly rubbed his palms together and smoothed the lotion over Sanora’s ass. “This is to take the edge off.”
The cool liquid felt heavenly to Sanora. “It feels good, Master,” she moaned.
“Good,” Scott nodded. After he was done massaging Sanora, He turned her over and strapped her to the bed. He tied her wrists over her head. Scott sat back and stared at Sanora for a moment. Even tied up and blindfolded, she was still so beautiful.
Scott slipped bear claws on His hands and lightly dragged His fingers across Sanora’s chest. Her body twisted and she sighed upon the sensation. Scott dragged His fingers down to her thighs and across her stomach. In the past, Scott was more interested in pleasing Himself and getting off. Sanora taught Him that getting a woman off proved to be more rewarding.
He quickly removed his clothing and slipped on a condom. He nestled himself in between Sanora’s thighs, her heat welcoming him. He kissed her lips. They were soft and supple. He sheathed himself inside her. She heat tightly wrapped around his cock and Sanora whimpered. “Ooh, Master,” she breathed.
Scott slowly moved inside her, watching her reaction. He bowed his head down and captured a nipple between his lips, and let his tongue roll around the tiny bud. He gradually moved faster, matching Sanora’s soft upward thrusts as she wanted more of her Master. Her head was tilted back in ecstasy, her body riding on many orgasmic waves. Scott sat up on His knees and brought Sanora’s legs to His chest. He reached down and squeezed Sanora’s breasts as He thrust harder inside her, His balls hitting against her pussy.
The headboard violently shook and the lovers’ moans echoed off the walls in the confined space. Scott suddenly pulled out and untied Sanora’s hands. “On your side,” He ordered and Sanora complied without a word. Scott laid behind her and lifted her thigh. He slipped inside her and set a fast pace. His lips crushed against her neck while a free hand massaged her breasts. Sanora sotly moaned and gasped at the pleasure.
Scott then pulled out of her heat and slid down her body. He kissed her swollen clit. It glistened with her juices. Scott wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her heat to his mouth. He licked her fast, his tongue lapping at her nub. Sanora moaned and twisted her body as Scott took her to new heights. She completely underestimated Him.
Her legs began to tremble and heat began building from her lower stomach. She fiercely gripped the bed sheets and her back arched off the bed. “Master, I’m about to cum,” Sanora moaned.
“Cum all over my tongue,” Scott dared.
Sanora let out a few sighs then climaxed. Scott watched as Sanora rode the orgasm wave. Her face eased and her body relaxed. “Good girl,” Scott smiled. “Get back on your side.”
Sanora rolled over on her stomach and Scott readjusted her position once again. He spread her ass cheeks and tongued her asshole. He swirled his tongue around the tight ring and lightly stuck it inside her ass. He fingered her clit as he delved deeper into her ass. He had to make her ready for Him. He reached underneath a pillow and grabbed a vibrator. He turned it on to the highest setting.
He stopped tonguing her ass and turned Sanora over to her side again. He circled her cinnamon ring with His mushroom tip before He slid His cock inside her. Her ass was tight and welcoming. He lifted her thigh and held it up as He continued to fuck her. His free hand massaged her clit with the vibrator.
The added sensation made Sanora clinch tightly over Scott’s cock. “Master, ooh, Master,” Sanora begged.
“Do you like how I’m fucking you?” Scott purred in her ear.
“Yes, Master,” Sanora moaned.
Scott pulled out and turned Sanora on her back. He slid His cock inside her ass again. “Remove your blindfold,” He ordered, “I want your focus on me.”
Sanora removed the blindfold and locked eyes with Scott. She saw the intensity and seriousness in His eyes. She felt the power exchanged from teacher to student. He had come a long way from when He first arrived in Italy. She was proud of who He had become and what He’ll become when He returned to the States. My greatest achievement.
Scott lifted Sanora’s legs and placed them on His shoulders. He built a steady rhyth
m as He rode her. He felt His own release building and didn’t want to prolong it any further. “Where do you want me to cum?” He asked.
“On my face, Master,” Sanora begged.
“Oh fuck!” Scott hurriedly pulled out of Sanora and disposed of the condom. He climbed to her face and quickly shot His seed over her mouth and cheeks.
Sanora grabbed Scott’s cock and rapidly sucked on it, wanting to get the last drop. She looked up at her Master and saw His face in ecstasy. His lips pursed together in pleasure and His head fallen back in pleasure. He was relaxed, spent, and satisfied. I taught Him well.
Scott collapsed next to Sanora. He reached over and grabbed a few tissues to wipe her face with. “Did you enjoy it?” He asked.
“Yes, Master,” Sanora nodded. “I enjoyed it very much.”
“Good. I’m glad to hear that,” Scott smiled. He caressed the outline of Sanora’s lips with his finger. “Suck me,” He whispered.
