Rebecca D - Bound to please

The feeling of his prick jerking and spurting in her mouth excited her tremendously, and she found she loved the feel of his scalding cream on her tongue. It felt slick and she could understand why some women thought of it as "slimy", but it made it feel even better to work over the head and shaft of the prick filling her mouth to have her tongue coated with his cum.

Feeling spurt after spurt of his load fill her mouth and force her to suck and swallow, suck and swallow was giving her nearly as much pleasure as when Mr. Stone had fucked her horny pussy the very first time.

Now, Pam felt like all that existed was the big cock shooting off in her mouth, her aching tongue and jaw muscles, and the empty, hungry feeling in her cunt. She wanted her master to fill her as deep and hard as he could, but she knew that would have to wait until she had given him the total pleasure he deserved from her sucking mouth and licking tongue.

Finally, the throbbing, spurting cock began to soften in her mouth, but she kept right on sucking and licking his prick until he was completely drained and his erection was completely gone. The feel of his limp dick was good too, Pam thought. It felt nice in her mouth and against her tongue, but the best thing about it was the knowledge that she had done something for her man that only a few women were willing, let alone eager to do.

She knew she had brought her master perfect pleasure, and that she had satisfied him completely. It felt good inside to know that she was more woman than he had ever had before. Of course she would never tell him she knew this to be true, because a slave girl does not say that kind of thing to her master unless she has an uncontrollable desire for a good spanking or to be chained up and left to suffer her need without the relief of her master's touch for several long, lonely, aching days.

Pam realized it really didn't matter what had happened before.

The reality was, Mr. Stone owned her and was strong enough to make her his slave in her heart as well as in law and in fact. The girl knew she was happier and had received more pleasure in her short time as a slave than she ever had felt in the rest of her life. Mr. Stone owned her, and kept her as his sex slave, but Pam knew he cared more for her more and treated her better than any boy friend she had ever had.

The beautiful young girl also knew she was so hopelessly in love with her master that she would want to serve him just as much even if he treated her badly. Her needy body told her that as long as he gave her plenty of sex, she would feel like all of her needs were met and that he treated her like a queen!

Now both master and slave girl were totally exhausted. Peter sank to his knees and gave his ward a long loving kiss as he held her tightly against his chest. He smiled at her and said, "We had better hurry, the hot water is starting to run out!" Pam laughed and said, "It would have been terrible if it had gone ice cold while you were cumming Master."

Mr. Stone grinned and lifted the girl to her feet. They quickly finished rinsing off, and then they dried each other's bodies with thick, soft towels.

Pam glowed with pleasure when her teacher showed her what he wanted her to wear to bed. It had to be the most beautiful gown she had ever seen. It was so sexy, Pam thought she felt herself getting wet all over again just from looking at it and imagining how much it would excite and please her teacher to see her wearing the filmy garment. As she put it on and felt it caress her body as she slid into it, she knew it would not be very long before she had to do something to make Mr. Stone want to rip it off her body and fuck her as hard as he could. This gown was completely different from the white silk he had put on her the first night. She liked to think of that gown as her wedding dress, and of their first night together as their honeymoon. She thought maybe Mr. Stone had similar thoughts when he choose the white silk gown for her. It was very innocent, yet very sexy because Pam thought (and Peter would have agreed) there is nothing quite as sexy as an innocent girl giving up her virginity willingly and eagerly to her husband on their wedding night. Pam knew that besides giving up her virginity, she had also lost her freedom and fallen hopelessly in love with the man who had enslaved her all at the same time. To the beautiful young girl, this was very appropriate and fit in well with wedding symbolism.

This gown was something totally different. It was black, with the top made of lace that barely concealed her breasts. The darker color of her nipples showed clearly through the lace that clung to the curves of her full breasts.

Pam felt her nipples start to swell form the friction of the lace as she moved. She thought it was still early, though she had totally lost track of time while she was giving Mr. Stone the best blow job of his life, so she was shocked to see it was nearly ten. Peter kept smiling at her in a way she had not seen before, and Pam was starting to get uncomfortable because it seemed like he knew a secret and was teasing her about it.

Finally the girl could not stand the suspense another minute, so she gracefully knelt at her master's feet. She looked up at him and said softly, "Master, was your girl's service adequate this morning?" Pam waited nervously and could hardly keep from squirming as she looked up at Mr. Stone.

He kept grinning, and it seemed that he was having trouble keeping himself from laughing. Pam was about to burst into tears when she felt his strong hand caress her as Peter stroked her hair and looked down into her eyes. His expression changed, and his caring and compassion for her almost overwhelmed his ward. "Not adequate dear, it was exquisite," she heard her master say.

The word "not" stung her like the lash of a whip, and she did not really hear the rest of what he said as sobs shook her tiny body and her tears flowed in hot rivers down her cheeks. How could he be so cruel to look at her that way, and then tell her she had not been adequate when she had done her very best to please him. She had sucked his cock until her jaws were sore.

She had taken every inch down her throat when he wanted that.

She had let him fuck her face as hard as he wanted. She had licked his prick so good she had made him cum, and she had taken every drop of his load in her mouth. She had not gagged or complained. She had swallowed his semen just as fast as it pumped out of his jerking dick, and she kept right on sucking and licking until he was totally dry and his balls were empty.

"How could a woman do any more for a man?" bitterly, she thought to herself. Pam knew she had done much more for her teacher than most women would do for their lover or husband.

She could not understand how she could have failed to please him, especially when she had not even tried to take any pleasure herself. She had dedicated herself totally to pleasing him perfectly. Why was he treating her like this?

Pam was hot inside from anger. She had trusted him to take care of her, and he had cum in her mouth and left her still suffering from unsatisfied need.

She almost expected him to kick her away in disgust, so when he took her face very gently in his hands and made her look into his dark brown eyes, she could not keep herself from shivering with love and need for him. Pam felt that her slavery was especially cruel in that moment, for her master would not even allow her to forget his power over her when she was hurt and angry. He showed her that she was powerless to resist him even when he treated her terribly.

Then she was hearing his voice commanding her to listen and pay attention. It sounded like it was coming from far away, but she knew that all she could do was obey.

Suddenly, Pam was able to focus on his words, and she started crying again, this time from happiness.