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The Island, Chapter 6

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

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The Island, Chapter 38

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

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Hypnosis Weight Control 2

Cynthia has been using hypnosis to lose weight. Her brother David has implanted a secret phrase that puts Cynthia into a deep hypnotic trance, ready to receive his suggestions.

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Monica becomes a sub IV – Didi comes home

Monica brings Didi home
We left the bar and decided to take one car and come back for hers later. As we drove, Didi kept up a steady stream of nervous chatter and was constantly touching me. Not sexually though. I think she just wanted the human contact. I decided to try some calming words.
“Relax Didi. No one is going to hurt you or make you do anything you don’t want to do. You just have to trust me.”
“I know, Monica, and I do trust you. It’s just the fear of the unknown and not knowing even what I want to happen. I’m confused and scared and excited at the same time because I don’t know what I want. Can you understand that?”
“Yes Didi I understand. I promise you that you’ll find my master both loving and understanding. He will know you better that you know yourself. And you can stop whatever is happening at any time. You will not be forced to do anything you don’t want to do. In fact nothing will happen unless you want it to or you ask for it. OK?”
“If I knew what I wanted I wouldn’t be so nervous. How can I know what to ask for?”
“You’ll know. But better still, he’ll know. It will be natural and it will be your body telling you what you want not your fears. Sensei knew without a word what I wanted, no craved, and I haven’t done one thing that I don’t want to do again.”
“What was it that made up your mind that this is what you wanted?”
“It’s something I’ve thought about for a long time. My husband was too kind a man to treat me this way so I could never know. I think it was the punishment that finally showed me that this is what I’ve always wanted to be.”
“What was the punishment?”
“Master chained me in the basement; my hands stretched above my head and my ankles chained apart on the floor so that my legs were spread and only the balls of my feet touched the floor. Then he whipped me with a riding crop.”
“Oh my God! That sounds horrible.”
“But it wasn’t. He whipped me in the places that he knew would cause me great pain but also great pleasure at the same time. I came just from the whipping – with his permission of course.”
“You had to have his permission to cum?”
“No fluids may leave my body without his permission.”
“You’re making me wet but I don’t know about the pain shit.”
“If master decides that pain won’t do it for you I’m positive that you won’t be made to experience it.”
“This is all so fucking confusing!”
“Again Didi, teacher will know exactly who and what you are as soon as he sees you. He will do only those things that excite you and give you pleasure. Whether you know it or not. The worst thing that can happen, unless you say so, is that you and I will make love and I’ll drive you back to your car.”
“That part sounds good. I can’t wait. All this talk, except maybe for the pain part, has made me horny.”
“You know anticipation is a large part of enjoyment baby. What is it you want to do with me?”
“I don’t know exactly because I’ve never been with a woman before. I just know that when I saw you all I could think of was sex. You’re an extremely attractive and sexy woman.”
“As are you pet. Do you want to taste me Didi?”
“Yes.”
“You must learn to be more explicit little one. Do you want to taste me?”
“I want to taste your whole body but the driving thought in my mind is I have to taste your pussy. I want to devour the juices that make you a woman. My own pussy is drenched just thinking about it.”
“Do you want to pleasure me Didi? Pleasure me in ways I tell you to that you may never have done?”
“All I want to do is pleasure you. Most of all I want to please you. I can’t explain it but all I can think of is that I want you to like me, maybe love me, and I’m willing to do anything to make that happen. That, more than anything, will give me pleasure. I don’t understand it and I’ve never felt this way before.”
“You’ve been in control in all the situations where you’ve had sex with men haven’t you?”
“Yes, most men only care about cumming in something besides their hands after what they think of as a conquest.”
“And control is never what you wanted. In fact you want someone else to take control of you.”
“That sounds about right but how the hell did you know that?”
“Because we are so much alike my child. Would you like to call me Mistress, Didi?”
“I don’t…..I’m not sure…..what does that mean?”
“It means that you want me, or someone, to take control of your pleasure. That you can let yourself go completely and no longer have to control not just sex but your life. Your pleasure comes from knowing that all you have to do is please someone else.”
“I’m willing to try that with you because I DO want to please you. And not just with sex. I want to make you happy with everything I do.”
“Then you must learn and we will teach you. Is that what you want my pet?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Very good, child. Now pinch your nipples for me until we get home.”
Didi had taken a giant step to becoming the submissive that I, Sensei, and she knew she wanted to be. She spent the rest of the ride home pinching her nipples and moaning softly. I knew that the moans were also caused by the anticipation of what was to come.
Didi meets the Sensei and begins her discovery
Monica, Mistress (I have to get used to that), parked in the driveway of a huge home and led me up to and in the front door. It was gorgeous inside and didn’t look like the dungeon that I’d pictured in my mind. In the living room a man, a young man from what I could see, was sitting in a chair watching a TV, though I couldn’t see what he was watching. He was wearing shorts but no shirt. His body was slim but muscled like a swimmer and he was handsome. Surely this young a man couldn’t be the teacher, the master. When he saw us enter he sprang from the chair and came forward with a big smile on his face.
“Sensei, this is Didi. Didi this is my teacher. He is also my son.”
No fuckin’ way. Can this get any weirder? Her son is her master; the one who punished her? The one who gives her all this pleasure and knows exactly what she wants? No fuckin’ way. He came toward me with his hand out so without thinking I put my hand out and he took it, gently.
“Didi I’m so pleased to meet you. Welcome to our home.”
“I uh, well uh, what I mean is uh thank you for having me (having me?). I mean inviting me; thank you for inviting me.”
“Believe me it’s our pleasure. Can I get you something to drink? We have beer, soft drinks, and just about any alcoholic drink you may want. Wine?”
“A glass of white wine would be nice, thank you.”
“Again, the pleasure is mine.”
He came back quickly and handed me a chilled glass of wine. I took a sip and it was delicious. He asked me to turn around slowly, which I thought was strange, but I could see no threat in it so I did.
“She’s gorgeous, Monica. You’ve done well.”
She hasn’t done anything yet, buddy. At that point, I felt Mon…Mistress close behind me and her hands on my hips. She started to nuzzle my neck and nibble lightly on my ear. It felt so nice I began to lose myself in the feeling and I leaned my head back onto her shoulder but then it dawned on me that he was standing there watching.
“Well, I’m sure you ladies would like some privacy so why don’t you go up to the master bedroom? Monica you have permission to cum as many times as you like.”
If this shit gets any weirder I’m gonna haul my fat ass out of here as fast as I can. Mistress was still kissing my neck and nibbling my ear and my pussy has never been this wet. I don’t care if it’s the fucking Twilight Zone at the top of those stairs, I’m going. Then she whispers in my ear…..
“Come with me my little slut and pleasure me.”
SLUT!? Well yeah, ok, I can live with that. I kinda like it actually. And when it comes right down to it, there’s nothing in my mind that doesn’t equal “SLUT” right now. In fact I can think of a couple more things it equaled; cunt licker, whore, sleaze, sex toy, etc. And maybe I want be called all those things. Where is all this new shit coming from??? Fuck it, I’m not goin’ there.
Mistress takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. It’s as beautiful as the rest of the house I’ve seen. We walk into a dimly lit room that’s huge and has a king size bed. She stands behind me and resumes kissing my neck, on both sides, and nibbling my ears. I lean my head back and just go with it but I’m anxious because I want to be pleasuring her. One of her hands goes from my hip to the buttons of my blouse and soon they’re all undone and the blouse is lifted out of my slacks. I kick my shoes off and feel the snap of my slacks loosen. She slides them over my hips and they fall the rest of the way to the floor so I simply step out of them. My blouse is lifted off my shoulders and it slides down my arms and off. Now I’m left with my bra and thong panties but surprisingly she hasn’t touched me yet. She turns me around to face her and I see nothing but raw lust in her face. The most natural thing I could think of to do was kiss her so I did. It was glorious but it wasn’t enough. I tried to devour her mouth with my lips and tongue and she let me. Her hand was on the back of my head but I needed no encouragement. Then she broke the kiss and I was starving.
“Take my dress off bitch. Do it slowly so you can see the treasures that await your lips and tongue.”
My hands were shaking so badly that I wasn’t sure I could do it but I needed this so I took a deep breath. I started to peel the elastic material down her chest and over her breasts. In a few seconds I was going to see what I’d only seen in my imagination all night. These two beautiful, huge, globes of flesh slowly came into view and I was stunned; my thong was soaked. When the nipples appeared, they were hard and standing straight out. I immediately took one in my mouth and sucked like a baby. I was intoxicated by the taste and the texture. I went to the other and took it in my mouth. I never want to leave this time or this place but I know in my heart that there’s more. As I lower her dress I bend my knees to keep me at the right level to kiss and lick the newly revealed skin. Her navel is a new joy to be discovered so I swirl my tongue around it. I keep going and even though I can’t see it yet I can smell her sex. I’m transported to another world. I’m at her hips now and it won’t be much longer. I slide the dress slowly and agonizingly over and down off her hips and now I see it and the aroma is much stronger. I lean forward and kiss the top right where the slit starts. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! She has a sparse patch of hair over the slit but the rest of the pussy is smooth and bare. The smell has me dizzy and I stick out my tongue to taste it. Her hand winds in my hair and pulls me back. NO, not now!
“Come, my little whore. Remove the rest of your things and join me on the bed.”
She steps out of her dress, kicks off her heels, and walks around me toward the bed. I turn to watch and see that body move. What an ass! I ripped my thong off and just lifted my bra over my head still latched. She reached the bed, put one knee on the edge to climb in, and with her legs spread I saw that gorgeous ass with the puffy, wet cunt below. I sank to my knees and crawled to the bed like the bitch in heat I was.
“Come up here kitten and tell me what you want.”
“Mistress I want to taste you…everywhere. I want to please you in any way you desire. I want to bury my face in your pussy and never leave. I want you to cum in my mouth and all over my face and body until you’ve had your fill and then cum one more time. Tell me where to start.”
“Kiss me first and then you may taste my neck before you move down – slowly.”
MMMMMM that’s nice. Fuck my mouth with your tongue.”
“That’s right, now suck my neck but leave no marks. Very good little piglet, now my tits. You like my tits don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve never tasted anything like them.”
“Of course you haven’t bitch. Now suck those nipples and bit them gently until I tell you harder.”
“That’s it baby nibble on those tits. Now bite the nipples harder, harder you cunt.”
“Oh yes you do that so well. Now would you like to taste my pussy?”
“Oh, yes Mistress, please?”
“You must beg me little toy. Make me know you want to lick my cunt.”
“Mistress, please?! I want to make love to your pussy with my mouth and my tongue and my fingers. I want to taste all the juices you have and swallow them. I want to please you so badly and I want you to cum many times and let me revel in your flow.”
“Alright, gutter tramp. Eat my asshole first and when you’ve done it well I’ll let you have my cunt.”
I have never in my life thought about eating someone’s ass but it was all I could think of right now. Mistress lifted her legs up until her knees were almost touching her chest. I leaned forward and smelled two distinct aromas. The pussy I’d smelt before but this new one was different and, yes, exciting. I spread the cheeks and saw the starred hole that she shit from. I didn’t care I wanted it. I started licking it like it was the lollipop that was gonna save my life. The taste and texture was like nothing in my experience. DUH! I started attacking the hole itself with my tongue trying to get inside but my tongue wasn’t strong enough to pass that muscle. I found that if I made a tunnel of my tongue it was stronger and I was able to get it inside and lick and suck for all I was worth. Look Mom, I’m eatin’ an asshole!!
“Ummm baby, you’ve done that before. Now lick your way up to my clit.”
It was irrelevant telling her that her ass was my first so I started my oral journey to where I’ve been wanting to go all night. I licked her taint and my nose was right in her cunt hole. Oh Yeah. This is it. I stuck my tongue in the hole and licked and sucked until the juices flowed into my mouth. Good stuff. I want more and I knew how to get it. I licked up and found her clit but just teased it for now. Instead I turned my head a little and started to gently bite and lick her outer lips while sliding two fingers into her wet hole.
“Oh yeah baby bite me like that. Bite harder and make it hurt a little. That’s it bite my cunt…harder. Just like that. I’m getting’ close come on bite me. Now suck my cunt like the little cunt lapper you are. Lick my clit, suck it. I’m gonna cum for you bitch don’t stop.”
I worked my way up and down her pussy like a one armed paper hanger and then felt her stiffen. Juices were flowing out of her and then she squirted in my mouth and yelled. I thought it was piss but it wasn’t. I didn’t know a pussy could squirt like that. Then I thought “I made it do that. I made her cum so hard she squirted in my mouth. I had pleased my Mistress.”
“Come up here baby and let me taste my pussy juice. Ummm, that’s nice. Did you like it my little whore?”
“Yes, Mistress more than I’d dreamed. Did I please you, Mistress?”
“Yes pet that was very nice. And your turn will come soon.”
“It doesn’t matter as long as I’ve pleased you. I did have two little cums while I was licking your ass and then your pussy.”
“They were nothing. My master will make you cum until you pass out. You haven’t given up on hard cocks have you?”
“No, I don’t think so Mistress. This was something I didn’t even know I wanted until I saw you.”
“Then let’s go down and talk to Sensei and we’ll see what happens next. If you want to leave there will be no hard feelings and I’ll take you to your car. Come, child and leave your clothes here for now.”
“You mean go down there naked. In front of him?”
“You’ll be with me and I’ll be naked too. I’m always naked in the house. I’m not allowed to wear clothes unless told to.”
So down we went naked as the day I was born. Again, when he saw us coming he jumped out of his chair and was smiling and his eyes took in every inch of my body. Again, he asked me to turn slowly so I did.
“Stunning. Didi you’re quite a beautiful woman. Did you enjoy each other?”
“Well um, I…well uh I’ve never been with a woman before but I was so attracted to Mistress I couldn’t stop it.”
“Mistress!!? That’s interesting but let’s leave that for now. I asked if you enjoyed each other.”
“Well yes. I enjoyed every second of it if you must know.”
“Excellent! What would you like to do now Didi?”
“A drink would be nice. I’m a little wobbly. Vodka on the rocks if you don’t mind. Thank you.”
“Of course, just a minute.”
“He likes you Didi. What do you think? Isn’t he handsome?”
“Yes he is but he’s so young. I just don’t know.”
“He’s young in years but wise beyond his age. You’ll see.”
“Mistress I wanted to please you. I did, I hope, and would love to do it again anytime you want. I just don’t know about the rest of it.”
“Here you are Didi. Now you didn’t answer my question. What would you like to do now? You’re welcome to stay, you’re welcome to live with us, but you must know that you won’t be able to just make love to your Mistress. If you stay you must abide by my rules and do what you’re told without question or hesitation. Your body, as Monica’s, will be available to me and sometimes us, at all times.”
“That’s the part I’m not sure of. I loved pleasuring Mistress and giving up control. I had no control over my body or what I did with it just now and I loved it. Everything I did was the first time I’d done it but I couldn’t stop myself. I’d do it again in a heartbeat. I just don’t know if I’m ready to give up total control of my life to serve you or both of you.”
“How can we help you decide Didi? We’ll answer any of your questions or show you anything you’d like to see.”
“Well to begin with, maybe it would help if you were naked like we are.”
“Of course. How rude of me!”
Holy shit. No wonder she’s his sex slave. His dick isn’t even half hard and it’s hanging down at least 6” and it’s thick. His balls though! I’ve never seen balls that hung as low as these did. And they were as big as chicken eggs. Where the fuck do people like these two come from? Did they beam down from another planet? How can two people in the same house have such enormous sex appeal? How do they have bodies that make me drool like a fucking retard? I knew right at that moment what I wanted to do and how I wanted it done but my rebellious streak wouldn’t let me admit it right away. Mistress had been running her hands all over my body and I wanted more. I wanted whatever they wanted to do to me. I knew that she was right. That he could make me cum like I’d never cum before in my life and had never imagined was possible. I just had to surrender. I’m in.
“Did that help Didi?”
“It helped a lot. You’re two beautiful people and I think I want to live here with you but I’m just not convinced.”
“We’ll do whatever it takes to help you decide one way or the other. Tell us what you need.”
“Well I won’t know ‘til it’s done but I think uh…I’d like to um…what I mean is…I think I need to be punished.”
Next: ”Be careful what you wish for…..”

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Monica becomes a sub V – Didi’s awakening

Didi gets what she asked for….and more
Didi picks up the story
Well I’ve let my big mouth run away again. What the fuck am I thinking? I mumbled punishment without even thinking what it might mean. I can turn around and just haul ass. That’s the smart thing to do but for some reason I keep moving forward. I’m led to the basement stairs and down. Mistress is in front and Kyle (I’d just learned his name) was behind me. I’m a hefty woman and if I hit him just right he’ll fall over and I can escape. I won’t have any clothes but that’s a technicality. Go ahead Didi, turn around and bolt. I can’t make myself do it though so I keep going down. That’s an appropriate phrase, I’m going down lower than I’ve ever been. Fuck me in the ass with a corn cob. Oops, strike that.
We get to the bottom of the stairs and I see the chains. I’ve seen chains before but these look somehow sinister, dangerous. Knowing that I’m soon going to be held captive by them doesn’t ease my mind at all. Mistress raises my arms above my head while Kyle fastens them with Velcro cuffs. My legs are then spread and my ankles cuffed in place. My feet barely make contact with the floor as Mistress had told me. She stands in front of me with a loving, motherly smile on her face but I can’t see Kyle. I’ve never felt this vulnerable in my life and for some strange reason it’s not entirely a bad feeling. This just can’t be right. I can’t be liking this shit. No fuckin’ way!
I don’t know how long I hung there but the waiting was horrible. I heard a WHOOSH and it felt like someone had driven a large rusty nail straight into the left cheek of my ass. My eyes and mouth flew open wide and I think I screamed but didn’t hear it. WHOOSH and another rusty nail is driven into my other cheek. Now I didn’t have enough breath to scream so my mouth just hung open. This fucking hurts. So why are my pussy and asshole tingling? The pain is overwhelming but at the same time…..I don’t know. A new pain blossoms on the inside of my left thigh just inches below my pussy and then another on my right thigh. The four sources of pain seem to radiate out and meet on straight lines at my pussy and I can not only feel the wetness but feel it run down my thighs. Traitorous piece of shit. My pussy is betraying me. This is not right. There is no pleasure in what is being done to me. Or is there?
Kyle is in front of me now and the next strike hits my left tit. My nipple pops out and I think “wait a minute, I like that.” My other tit is hit and its nipple hardens. You sick bitch. You like that! Not only that but he knows I like it. He found me out just like she said he would. Am I that transparent? Kyle nods to Mistress and I see she has something in her hand. It’s another chain but much smaller with what looks like clips or clamps on each end. She steps forward and puts a clamp on each nipple and the chain hangs down between. She turns a little wheel on each clamp and I can feel the bite of each deepen. This hurts but I like it. I like having my tits brutalized. I am a sick bitch but how did he know? I am pissed off but thrilled that he knows. What the fuck else does this genie know? He hands her the whip and she gives me one on the side of each tit. Oh shit, this just keeps getting better and better and I want more but refuse to beg. That stupid stubborn streak again.
“Is that as hard as you can hit Mistress Bitch? That’s the best you can do?”
Oops, tactical error there. But no. She starts a rapid fire whipping over what feels like every inch of my tits and she does it with surprising strength. My God, this is so good and she was right again. He did know exactly what I wanted and he’s giving it to me. The pain was so exquisite that I couldn’t separate it from the pleasure that is invading my body. This can’t be happening. I can’t be so low that I want to be tortured. But this doesn’t feel like torture. I can’t describe it as anything else but it can’t be torture if I like it so much. If my mind wants me it knows where to find me. I guess I’m going crazy.
“Pull the fucking chain you fat whore. You fucking pathetic excuse for a Mistress. Pull it hard and let me cum.”
“Not yet.” He says.
She works her way down my body with the whip. Below my tits, on my sides, my stomach, my hips and then stronger blows on the inside of both thighs. The final blow starts at the floor and lands right on my cunt lips. Pain radiates from my whole body but pleasure is right there on top of it. My pussy is freely flowing now and the big cum is right there but then she whips her way down both legs and the pain/pleasure is increased. My whole goddamn body has become a sexual organ seeking release.
“Pull the chain, please. Pull the fucking thing hard and let me cum! No mercy – I need the pain. Pull it.”
“More, I need more.”
He must have given her the nod because she stepped up and looked me right in the eye with an “I told you so, bitch” smile on her face and pulled the chain straight out. I looked down and watched as both nipples were pulled straight out from my tits and got longer than I could have imagined. I went straight to the launch mode. I started to shake over my entire body and my legs gave out. I was hanging by my wrists only but at that point I was beyond caring. The greatest sexual release I had never thought possible took me over completely. My head hung limp and my chin was on my chest. I was drooling like a retard and the spit was coating my tits. I could see shiny streaks of my essence flowing down both legs and pooling on the floor. I have no memory of breathing. I had no energy left in my body but I felt more alive than I’ve ever felt. My ankles were released then my wrists. I melted straight down to the floor into the puddle of my own juices. Spit and pussy juices were mixed on the floor. Thank God I didn’t shit myself.
“Lick it up, tramp. Get it all, it is not to be wasted.”
I’m surprised that I can make my tongue move but I start licking my own pussy juice off the floor with relish. Of course this is a natural thing to be doing. Doesn’t everybody lick cunt juice off floors? I knew that I had gone far beyond what’s normal but I was a slut and I was the slut I was meant to be. I actually took comfort in that thought. I like being a slut and I’m damn sure gonna be a good one or die trying. Beyond what most would think was cruelty, I could feel love in the whipping and I felt somehow safe. These people would give me what I craved but wouldn’t hurt me. Given what just happened, I know that sounds like a contradiction, but if you think about it, it makes sense. Hell, I hope it makes sense to someone ‘cause I’m confused.
Mistress had stayed with me while Kyle had gone back upstairs. When I had cleaned up my mess, she helped me to my feet and up the stairs. It was an effort but we made it. The nipple clips came off and I missed them immediately but knew I’d feel their bite again.
“Take care of her, Monica. You know what to do.”
Mistress sat on the couch and motioned me to lie with my shoulders and head cradled in her arms. She took lotion from a side table and began to caress it on to my body wherever the whip had bitten, which was essentially my entire body. She did it lovingly and whispered soothing tones the whole time. Her hands brought warmth to my body wherever she touched and I’ve never felt such love. She smiled at me like a mother to a child. I was in love and wanted nothing but to please these two who had given me so much. Anything they asked I would do. I have no choice – this is who and what I am now.
We had been up all night and Kyle announced that we should all go to bed and get some rest. We walked up the stairs touching each other simply for the contact. We all climbed into the big king size bed with me in the middle, protected. Each had a hand on me, rubbing gently to let me know I was safe and loved. Kyle leaned over and kissed me softly but passionately and I surrendered to him. His hand found its way between my legs to find me wet already. I was ready for this and now found that I wanted it immensely. He mounted and I could feel the head of his cock at my lips. I felt the power of it and could sense that it had grown considerably from when I saw it earlier. He pushed his hips forward and I could feel the mushroomed head penetrate my outer lips and enter my cunt. I felt it move deeper, slowly, until it had reached places that had never been touched before and then he stopped. I knew that this wasn’t gonna be the wham bam thank you ma’am fuck I was used to. I could feel it on the walls of my pussy. The heat I felt told me that this was more. He fucked me slowly then faster, harder the softer. Mistress was whispering in my ear.
“He’s showing you his love, baby. You can feel it can’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
She cupped my breast, running her thumb over the nipple while whispering, kissing, and nipping my ear. The sensations together were incredible. She leaned forward and sucked the nipple into her mouth and lashed it with her tongue. I felt his meat leave me and then the mushroom was sliding up my slit until it hit my clit. He rubbed that big head over my clit several times before sliding it back down and in me with one motion. I had an out of body experience and felt myself floating above the bed looking down and watching his ass and hips move forward and back in a sensuous rhythm. My face was contorted in ecstasy and lust. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my heels were kicking his ass hoping to spur him on. How naïve I am. He needed no instruction or urging. My cunt contracted on his hot, hard, flesh trying to keep him in me and wanting to please him. Wanting only to please him.
“My God I’m gonna cum. Feels so good, don’t stop, don’t ever stop. Push that hard pole in me all the way and make me cum.”
Mistress whispered “I’m gonna cum with you, baby. Hold it as long as you can. Sensei, may we cum?”
He must have grunted his assent for she whispered “cum with me baby, cum into a new world with me.”
“Yes, yes, I can’t hold it any more, I’m cummmmingggg! Sweet Jesus I’m cumming. I’m fucking paralyzed, I can’t move! OOHHHH fuck me! Keep fucking me and never stop. I can’t..I won’t…my body isn’t mine anymore. I’m cummmmminggggg!”
The meat stick pounded me now. With each thrust it felt like a new wave of cum overlapping the last one. I thought that it just couldn’t get any more intense and then I felt the first burst of his seed splash on my cervix and I knew that I never wanted to come back down from this place they had taken me. Jet after jet of hot, sticky seed blasted my cunt.
“Breed me you glorious fucker. Spray your cum inside me and fill me up. I want it all and then I want more. Cum in me, please! Give me your hot juice.”
We three lay like that for what seemed like hours. His weight on me felt like a warm comfortable blanket and I never wanted to move. She had never stopped crooning in my ear, licking and kissing my neck. I either fell asleep or passed out, knowing where heaven was.
When Mistress woke me hours later I was still between them like meat in a sandwich. She motioned me to go with her quietly so as not to disturb him. We went downstairs hand in hand, picked up the living room on the way through, and went into the kitchen to prepare his coffee. When he came through the door after a while I turned to face him, went to my knees, and bowed my head.
“Good morning, Sensei. How may I make your day better?”
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I hope I was able to give you horn-dogs something to jerk off over. I also wrote this for the ladies who truly understand this story and the ladies who want to understand. I hope I succeeded, at least a little.
I have some ideas to continue this story but I won’t waste my time or yours unless the comments are favorable and the criticism constructive. Hitting the Negative button without saying why helps no one.
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Mary’s Unexpected Journey

This story was originally written for a competition on the XNXX Stories forum and is a relatively short story at 12,000 words. I hope you enjoy it.

Fiction

Monica becomes a SUB II – Punishment & Training

Monica picks up the story.
I know I have severely disappointed my Sensei and that now I will be punished. I find I’m looking forward to the punishment on many levels and that confuses me. Is this what I’ve always wanted? Is my mind sick? I’m led down to the cellar where I see, in the middle of the room, a chain hung from the rafter with what looks like Velcro straps and two more fastened to the floor. I feel my cunt twitch and become wet. Ironically, though I’ll be restrained, I feel a sense of freedom, a complete loss of control. What I’ve been wanting most of my life. . Submission.
Sensei leads me to the chains, removes my robe, and tells me to raise my hands above my head. He tells me to stand on the balls of my feet and stretch higher and then he fastens the cuffs around my wrists. I’m left with all my weight on the balls of my feet and my toes. I’m told to move my feet out to spread my legs. I do but it’s painful to my toes moving like that. My ankles are fastened to the cuffs and I am wide open.
Nothing happens for what seems like hours but is really only minutes or maybe seconds. I hear a WHOOSH – SMACK. The pain on my left buttock is exquisite, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s in a very small spot but the pain radiates outward like a pebble dropped into water. Before I can process the feeling completely WHOOSH – SMACK on my right cheek. I open my mouth to scream, knowing that I shouldn’t, but nothing comes out. My mind is so confused with the pain that I can’t form a coherent thought. WHOOSH – SMACK now on the inside of my left thigh. My God! WHOOSH – SMACK on the inside of my right thigh. The pain from my ass and thighs has radiated to a spot close to my anus and I feel an unfamiliar tingle there. Why? I don’t understand. As my brain processes the pain and the new tingle a single thought appears. This is good. I feel pleasure in the pain. I feel the wetness building in my pussy and am afraid it will drop to the floor. I want more but it is a mistake to ask. I don’t think my Sensei will disappoint though.
Sensei has moved in front of me now and I see the instrument of my pleasure/pain. It’s a riding crop. A long thin stick of plastic with a small leather strap at the end. WHOOSH – SMACK on top of my right breast just above the aureole. It spreads like fire and now my nipple is aflame and engorged. Another strike to the exact same spot on my left breast so that both nipples are harder than I’ve ever seen them and I am engulfed in a pleasure that I can feel in my whole body. Where has this pleasure been all my life? I embrace it now with my entire being and can’t wait for the next strike. The leather of the crop lands on my cunt lips right over my clit. The entire world is reduced to the waves of pleasure throughout my body. I can’t think, I can’t speak, I can’t hear. My legs no longer support me so I hang by my wrists.
“Thank you, Sensei, for my punishment. May I please cum now, please?”
“Yes”
The next sensation is like no other I’ve ever felt but pray I will feel again. This is what it’s like when your entire body, not just your pussy, cums. My juices poured from my cunt and streamed down my legs. The accumulated pleasure in my tits, pussy, and anus was so overwhelming I let go and just experience it. I am not embarrassed by my debasement; I am liberated. My ankles and then my wrists are released and I melt to the floor as if I had no bones.
“Lick up those juices from the floor. They’re not to be wasted.”
I lick the juices hungrily. They are musky and strong but they are mine and I can’t get enough.
“When the floor is clean come up to the living room and lay face down on the couch.”
“Yes, Sensei.”
I continue to lick the floor until I can find no more of the heady fluid. I stand with difficulty and am quite wobbly but make my way up the stairs and lay face down on the couch. Sensei kneels on the floor beside me and rubs lotion on both his hands. He then caresses the lotion on my ass cheeks where the crop had struck. He repeats the process on my inner thighs, has me roll over, and lotions my breasts. He is showing me that punishment does not exclude love; punishment is love. Warmth suffuses my body and I am overwhelmed with emotion. My nipples harden and my pussy is wet. I am where I’ve always wanted to be.
Kyle continues the story.
I sent Monica upstairs to shower and instructed her to give herself no fewer than 3 enemas. I also instructed her to trim her pussy so that there was no hair below the top of the cleft and any hair above was neatly trimmed. Having inspected her lush body downstairs, I was more turned on than ever. My dick was harder than it’s ever been. I’ve never measured it but I’d guess it’s between 7 to 8 inches long and 1.5 to 2 inches thick when hard. It softens to about half that. My balls are the size of chicken eggs and the sack hangs down below my flaccid cock. Once while showering after a swim meet, I noticed a younger guy, probably a freshman, staring at my package out of the corner of my eye. I decided to have some fun so I slowly soaped my way down my chest and ran my hand from base to head on my cock and then back to the base. I pulled the loose skin below the head back (I’m cut) and soaped around the head. The guy was so engrossed that he couldn’t see me watching and his dick was stiffening so I lifted my dick with one hand and soaped my balls slowly with the other. He was now completely hard and unconsciously stroking himself faster. I turned my back to him, bent over slightly so my ball sack would be visible between my legs, spread my ass cheeks, and ran a hand the length of the crack. I put my index finger into my asshole up to the first knuckle and ran it in and out a couple of times. I couldn’t see him anymore but I heard him moan. I just smiled, rinsed off, and got dressed. I noticed my dick had gotten semi-hard which made me wonder; am I bisexual? Very possible. But I digress.
Monica returned naked and smelling like lilacs. Her plump body nearly glowed and she was smiling.
“How do you feel, child?”
“Like I’ve been reborn, Sensei. I want to thank you again for my punishment and tell you that even though I don’t want to displease you, I hope it happens again, soon.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I still can’t put it into words, Sensei, but yes, I thoroughly enjoyed it.”
“Did you learn from it?”
“Oh yes, Sensei, and I learned how much your truly love me.”
“I’m glad. Now I require relief. Come kneel in front of me and remove my shorts.”
She literally ran over to me and dropped to her knees between my outstretched legs. I lifted my butt as she drew my shorts and boxers down and off. I hadn’t showered yet so I imagine the smell was quite pungent. No matter.
“Now I will instruct you on how to give me proper oral pleasure. I require pleasure from a blowjob. That pleasure isn’t measured by how fast you can bob your lips up and down my cock but how slowly and sensually. You make love to it like it’s the most precious thing you’ve ever had in your mouth. Your tongue reaches out for all of the tastes that it can find and relishes them. Your hand moves on the shaft in rhythm with your lips and tongue. Start by tonging and gently sucking my balls.”
She started by lifting my cock and laying it back gently on my stomach and holding it there. With her other hand underneath my ball sack she lifted it and began licking and sucking. The feeling was incredible. I laid my head back on the couch and enjoyed.
Monica tells of her first blowjob.
I had never given a man a blowjob in my life. My dear, gentle husband thought it was demeaning and would never let me taste him. Now my mind and my eyes were focused on the only thing I wanted to do in my life to this point; make mouth love to my Sensei’s genitals. The scent of his sex and sweat was strong but I couldn’t get enough of it and breathed in slowly and deeply. As I laid my tongue on those beautiful things my mind and senses exploded. The smell, the taste, the texture on my tongue, the sight before my eyes, the weight of them in my hand! All my senses were saturated, my heart melted, and my only function on earth was to make love to these incredible creatures. I licked, I sucked, I kissed, and still it wasn’t enough. I lifted the heavy sack and continued on the back of his balls. Oh my God! Lick, suck, kiss. A new aroma reached my nose and my tongue went in search of it. I licked that small area between the base of my lust and his nether hole. That wasn’t it but the enticing smell was stronger. With no hesitation, no thought to what I was doing, I continued until I found the source and thought I might faint from the desire in me. Nothing could stop me from licking around the puckered hole that my tongue had found. More sensory overload; the taste, the smell, the feel of it on my tongue. Yes. I tried to lick the taste off because I wanted it but to my delight I couldn’t. There was more. I probed the tight little hole with my tongue but couldn’t penetrate it. I tunneled my tongue and finally got the tip into the hole but found it impossible to keep it there. This was heaven but I’d neglected Sensei’s balls and thought I might be in trouble. I left my new found joy and worked my way back up to that sack and was just as happy there.
“It’s time for you to make love to my cock, child.”
OH YES! A new sensation but a new challenge. I brought that gorgeous length of man meat from his stomach to an inch in front of my face. It was slightly stiff but not completely hard yet. I licked the shaft from the base slowly to the head. A new taste and feel! I kissed the purple mushroom head and whispered “I love you”. The smell and taste was overpowering and I couldn’t wait anymore so I put the head to my lips and let it part them until I could feel the head resting on my tongue. I swirled my tongue around it and let the rest enter my mouth as far as it would go. My tongue darted everywhere to discover the new tastes and textures. The shaft was now completely hard. The head had reached the back of my throat but there was still more shaft that I wanted in my mouth. Not knowing how to solve this dilemma from experience I swallowed a few times while trying to get the head farther in. In the middle of a swallow, I felt the head slide past my gag point and into my throat. I stopped for just a few seconds and was able to overcome the gag reflex and became comfortable with the huge mushroom where it was. I wanted to scream out my joy – I did it! But knew I wasn’t done. Time was irrelevant so I don’t know how long I worked my lips up and down the hard shaft. I only knew that I had to make this living thing in my mouth and throat feel better than it had ever felt before. I didn’t work it, I loved it. My body was on fire with the joy of it. My body was moving to a sexual peak to which it had never been. Too soon….
“I’m going to release my seed into your mouth now, child. Put just the head in your mouth and suck my seed out of my balls.”
I slid the shaft out until just the head was in my mouth and continued to lick, suck, and love the shaft with my hand. I didn’t want it to end but I wanted to taste the cum more than anything. I took a chance and let the cock out of my mouth as I looked at my God, my Sensei.
“Please, Sensei, fill my mouth with your love. Give me what I crave and let me taste your juices as I have tasted the rested of you. Cum for me now.”
I took the mushroom back into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I could feel a new tension in the shaft in my hand and prepared as much as I could, never having had a man cum in my mouth before. The first jet hit the back of my throat and then lay down in a rope back to its source. I reveled in the force and the taste of it. I was swallowing when the next rope was released and almost gagged but fought it, blocked my throat, and finished my swallow. I couldn’t concentrate on the taste as much as I wanted to if I was to swallow it all. The force of the jets started to decrease after I don’t know how many so I was able to save the juice in my mouth until he was finished. My taste buds were alive with the salty sweetness and just the man taste. I finally swallowed the last of it but the taste lingered and I savored it. The beautiful prick softened and just slid out of my mouth.
“That was excellent, child. You’ve done that before.”
“Oh No, Sensei. You are the first man that I’ve had in my mouth. Thank you I loved it!”
“You’re welcome, slut. You are a slut aren’t you?”
“I am your slut, Sensei, yes. I am your whore and your slut, a worthless cunt and I want to be used in any way that pleases you. I love when you call me those names.”
“I’m going to shower now, little cunt, and I want you to rest and when I come back we’ll continue your training.”
“May I bathe you again my Sensei?”
“Not this time my bitch. Rest, you’ll need it.”
Kyle continues.
I took a long shower and thought about what I had planned for my little sub. Up to now my Dom fetish was being satisfied even more than I’d hoped but any self-will she may still have needed to be eliminated. I dried off and put on just shorts; no shirt or underwear. When I got to the living room she was sprawled on the couch with her head back on the cushion and her eyes closed. I could see shiny streaks on her thighs where pussy juice had dried.
“Get up whore.” I thought she’d fall off the couch.
“I’m awake, Sensei.”
“Go over and kneel over that puddle of piss you left on the floor. Now lay down in it and roll around in it until there’s more on you than on the floor. Smear it on your body with your hands then get your nose down in it. I want you to smell your mistake.”
She got down and rolled that big body in the puddle and smeared it on her face. Then she stuck her nose down and took a good whiff of it.
“Did you smell it, pig?”
“Yes, Sensei.”
“What did it smell like?”
“It smelled like piss, Sensei.”
“It should have smelt like failure you fucking whore. Now go to the kitchen and get something to clean up the rest of it while it dries on your body. Be quick!”
When she was finished I yelled “Kneel” and she kneeled up straight.
“Now lift a tit to your mouth and lick it.”
“But…”
“Did you say BUT?”
“No, Sensei.”
“Well, what does it taste like?”
“Failure, Sensei.”
I had two items in my hand that I’d purchased earlier. One was a butt plug and the other was a tube of lube. The plug was shaped like a spade on a deck of cards but being her first, it wasn’t very wide at the bulb. I had others in the box. I laid them on the floor in front of her.
“That is a butt plug and lube. You may use as much of the lube as you need. You have 2 hours to work the plug into your little asshole. Your ass will be pointed at me at all times so I can watch your progress. Have you ever had anything up your asshole before? Have you ever been butt fucked?”
“Oh No, Sensei. The only thing that has ever gone up my ass is the enema I had earlier. I don’t think that plug will fit in me. It looks awfully big!”
“It will fit so I suggest you use the lube wisely and get started. You might want to loosen it up with your fingers first. You have 1 hour and 55 minutes left.”
Monica snatched up the lube and the plug and smeared the lube on. I threw her a pillow to rest her head on so she could bend over and use both hands. She put a lubed index finger to her little pucker hole and explored it. She slid the finger in to the first knuckle and stopped to see what it felt like. Deciding it wasn’t all bad she ran the finger around the sphincter a few times. She worked the finger in and out in a mini-fuck and I heard an “OHH” and a soft moan. At this point she was thinking this wasn’t gonna be that hard. She grabbed the plug, spread her cheek with one hand, and put the point of the plug to her hole with the other. She pushed the plug in until it started to widen just past the width of the finger she’d used then started to fuck herself with it. Feeling cocky, she tried to push in another half inch and quickly discovered the point where her asshole was stretched to the point of pain and I heard a definite grunt. She began to understand that the trick was to push it to the pain threshold and a little past then wait for the pain to subside. After 30 minutes she was fucking herself with just over an inch and a half of plug and seemed to be enjoying it. Another 30 minutes saw another half or more disappear in her slowly widening hole. Since she couldn’t see the plug, she had no clue how much was left until she reached the widest part of the plug and just beyond when the bulb would narrow to nothing. With every thrust in she pushed harder until she had to let the pain ebb again. 90 minutes in now and she was close to the bulb but just couldn’t take the pain of the final push. She held what she had for a minute and then a change seemed to come over her. Her breathing had slowed and her body had stopped quivering. With no noise I was amazed as I watched the bulb go forward steadily until it was in her ass and her sphincter started to close over the narrowing base of the bulb to the stem. After a minute of heavy breathing she raised up to her knees and turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. She smiled as best she could and had a look of pride on her face.
“Very good cum hound. How does it feel?”
“I feel full, Sensei. I feel like I have to shit but I did it.”
“Yes you did and now a reward. You may bathe or shower, your choice. Then we’ll have dinner, relax, and go to bed.”
“You honor me, Sensei. Thank you.”
Monica finishes the story of her first day of training.
I gave myself the most luxurious bath I’ve ever had, pampered with oils and scents. After drying, I went down to the kitchen where my Sensei had prepared a delicious meal for us. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him or the smile off my face. He was my master and I’ve never felt so loved. When we went to bed he made the most tender, passionate love to me that I have ever experienced. His foreplay brought me to the brink of orgasm several times and I had to beg him for release when I felt that magnificent cock at the entrance to my, his, cunt. He released me and the wave swept me to another new peak of pleasure. He fucked me slow then faster. Soft then harder. Tears were streaming out of my eyes as I had never been here before. I had little cums and big cums until it ran together into one continuous cum. I passed out when the first jet of his seed hit my cervix; thinking that tomorrow was another training day.
Next – Advanced training.

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