She rolled over on her stomach and said, "Why don't you try this side?"
I again started with her head, now putting in some new moves that she had shown me. She was moaning nicely as I moved down to her neck. I gently kissed her neck and it raised goose bumps all over her body, which I found very sexy. As I ran my fingers gently over her back she told me, "Another time I'll show you how to give a good massage. You'd be surprised at how many girls will give up so much after a good massage."
I may not have known how to give a great massage, but I did my best rubbing her shoulders and back. Eventually I moved down to her ass, rubbing and kneading it, pulling it open to view her puckered asshole and the bottom of her pussy. I continued down her legs and my gaze kept getting drawn back to the center of her widespread legs. I moved back up and pulled her ass cheeks open again. I ran my tongue from the top of her ass crack and slid it down over her beautiful anal entrance. She looked clean and she tasted clean. She was moaning as I probed her with my tongue. I pulled her hips up and she happily raised her ass into the air. I swiveled around so that I was lying on my back between her legs and I pulled her dripping pussy back over my mouth. I loved her taste, and I didn't release her until she had cum twice more.
Girl lay beside me as she panted for breath and asked mischievously. "Are you ready to learn how to fuck your lovers, sir?"
"Yes."
"There are two ways you can do this," she told me. "You can take me like a lover, and I will gently guide you through, or you can take me like the dirty slut that I am, and use me for your pleasure. Which would you like?"
I looked at her who looked back eagerly awaiting my decision, and I wanted to pound her pussy into oblivion, but I also wanted to know how she would teach me the lover way, coming from a slut.
"Guide me," I said. When I saw her disappointed look, I said, "I promise you Girl, I will take you very hard after you show me your sweet way." This seemed to perk her up, and she came over and pulled me onto the bed. She climbed on top of me and began making out with me again. She then sat up and took hold of my erect dick. She sat up on her knees and positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt. She was looking at me intently, the same as I looked at her. She lowered herself as she looked at me, and I felt her pussy clutch at my cock. She was wet and hot and soft; it felt amazing. Inch by inch I watched my cock disappear, until her pussy was resting on my groin.
"It's a pity, sir. I wanted to have your first time, I'm jealous of the mistress for getting it."
"It's okay, second or first, I had mother less than a day away, you can consider me a virgin still, Girl. Take my virginity."
"Thank you, sir." Girl looked with emotion at Jake as her body was on fire.
"Continue with the teaching."
"Some people would say that you are not a virgin anymore if you enter the pussy of a woman," she said. "But I believe you are still a virgin until you pump your seed into a woman. I want to be the one that takes your virginity. Please give me your cum." She started moving up and down, riding me delightfully. I was enjoying it immensely, as I looked at Girl go up and down on my cock.
I extended my hands as I played with her breasts, they were so soft and so pliant. I liked them. I pinched her nipples and could feel how instantly Girl cunt gripped harder my cock wanting to milk me. So I pinched even harder her nipples as I felt about to come. Girl trembled as she orgasmed, and with that, soon I was groaning and giving Girl my second virginity to her. As I was cumming deep inside her womb while I grabbed her ass and dug my fingers into her hard, and I felt her shuddering even more as she enjoyed her climax.
She picked her head up and looked at me seriously. "I'm yours now," she said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Anytime that you want me, anywhere, I am yours to have," she said. "I will never deny you anything."
I looked at her seriously. "Are you giving yourself willingly to me or because of your master order?"
Girl looked at me, fixated on my eyes as she spoke word by word. "I want you as my master."
"Whose order would you listen most?"
"Yours. Master and Mistress would be after you." Girl said, honestly.
"Do you know what I'm like?"
"Yes, Master told me."
"Then you should know what I don't like already."
"I can deny others what you don't like, I know from mistress that if I want something, you will give it to me instead."
"Yes, it is. I will take you, let's have our ceremony, let's go to your room."
"Yes, Master." Girl said excitedly.
As we entered her room and turned on the light. I could feel the palpable anticipation and excitement in Girl's eyes. She knew what was coming, and she was eager for it.
"Ropes," I said, ordering her as I extended my hand.
Girl quickly moved to look for them and brought them to my hand, like a trained slut.
"Ready, slave?" I asked, my voice firm and commanding.
"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice trembling with excitement.
I began by binding her wrists together, the ropes tight but not too tight. I could see her breathing quicken as I secured the knots. "You're beautiful, Girl," I said, my voice softening just a bit. "I wanted to do this to you since I saw you bound here, years ago. At that time, I wanted to hit you, but I didn't have permission to do that. Now I have, and I would pleasure you doing that as you will pleasure me."
"Master... Thank you, master. For taking me." Girl looked at my face with her voice trembling breathlessly as her slit was wet dripping our combined juices just from hearing what i was talking and binding her.
I then attached the ropes to the ceiling hook, pulling gently until she was suspended, her feet just barely touching the ground, then I separated her legs and bound them too. She was completely exposed at my mercy, and the trust she had in me was evident in her eyes.
I leaned in and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, and I could feel her body responding to my touch. I pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes. "You're mine now," I said, my voice firm. "And I'm going to take care of you."
I reached out and pinched her nipples, eliciting a moan from her. She arched her back, pushing her breasts towards me, begging for more. I obliged, my fingers twisting and pulling at her sensitive nubs. She cried out, her body shuddering as she came, the pleasure overwhelming her.
Then I took my time as I played with her breasts, groped her ass, touched her thighs and my hands roamed her whole body at my leisure.
"Where are your toys, slave?" I asked, my voice husky with desire.
"In the closet, Master," she replied, her voice breathless.
I walked over to the closet and opened it, my eyes scanning the array of toys before me. I picked up the cane, the crop, and the flogger, my mind already filled with the ways I was going to use them on her.
I walked back over to her, my eyes raking over her body. "Do you want to be blindfolded, Girl?" I asked, my voice soft.
"No, Master," she replied, her voice firm. "I want to see you. I want to see my Master delivering me pleasure."
"What about the gag?"
"Nooo! I want my master to hear how I moan like a slut that I am from the pleasure he gives me."
Her words sent a jolt of desire through me, and I could see the effect they had on her as well. She came again, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.
"What a little slut you are, Girl. But that's what makes you so beautiful."
I started with the flogger. I hadn't used one before; I had always only spanked Brittany and Clarise daily, but nothing like what I have been doing in this house since I was born. The thing felt strange in my hands, but seeing Girl there, hanging, just waiting for me to hit her, with her bright eyes looking expectantly at me, was such a weird and strange sensation. It filled me with excitement. It was then that I knew I would become a monster who would like to hit women to pleasure them, something that seemed so... below a man to raise his hand to a woman, but here I was.
Without waiting or saying anything, I raised my hand and sent a sharp strike to Girl. The soft leather strands hit her breasts. She let out a gasp, a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
"Harder, Master," she whispered, her voice laced with desire. "I can take more."
I hesitated for a moment, the impact of the first strike still resonating through me. I raised my hand again, this time with a bit more force. The flogger struck her thighs, leaving faint red marks. She moaned, a sound that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Yes, Master," she breathed, her eyes locked onto mine. "More, please."
I couldn't take it, my heart raced as I felt a surge of power and pleasure dominating such a kind of woman, she was the best slut. I struck her again, this time across her stomach. She cried out, but it was a sound of ecstasy, not pain. Her body trembled, and I could see the pleasure in her eyes.
"Master, don't stop," she begged, her voice growing hoarse with each strike. "I need this. I need you."
As I continued, I began to lose myself in the rhythm of the strikes. The flogger became a mere toy to my mind instead of something that could hurt her. It was like a joystick where you press a button and the character does something; here, I struck and Girl squirmed in pleasure. I found myself hitting her harder and faster, driven by her moans and the sight of her writhing body, as my breath became ragged with lust after each hit.
I let go of all inhibitions, allowing the primal urge to take over. I hit her breasts, her thighs, her stomach, each strike harder than the last. Her screams filled the room, it was like a piece of music to my ears, where I decided the rhythm of the tune and how this sound would be. It was unadulterated pleasure.
"Cum for me, slut," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "Show me how much you love this."
She did. Her body shook with violent orgasms, one after the other. She was screaming, crying, begging for more. Her voice was hoarse, but she couldn't stop. She was lost in the sensation, reduced to a quivering, orgasmic mess.
"I... I can't stop cumming, Master," she cried, her body convulsing. "I'm... I'm a slut for your hits. I'm your slut, Master."
Feeling bored of hitting her all the time with the Flogger I decided to move to the paddle next, striking her ass as many times I could enjoying her cries, the sound of the paddle hitting her flesh echoing in the room as it blossomed a bright red. She cried out with each strike, gasping for breath as her saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth from the pleasure that clouded her mind. She lost count from how much she was cumming from her master hits.
Enjoying the pleasure coursing through my body, I still maintained a clear mind to know when to stop to avoid hurting her too badly. It was at that moment that I finished her with the cane, striking her thighs and her back. She was tired by now; I could see her getting lost in it. She reveled in the bonding time I was giving her, her body covered in a sheen of sweat and stinging marks of bruises and welts all over, while her mind drowned in pleasure. I loved it; I enjoyed it.
"Th-Thank you, master," Girl stammered tiredly when she saw that I had stopped hitting her after a while.
I dropped the cane, my breath ragged like a beast's, excited and starting to tire myself after hitting her for so long. But I wanted more. I was having the biggest hard-on of my life. This newly discovered world of pleasure was even greater than my incest fetish and having fucked my mother. This was something in the same range of pleasure, or maybe even more. So, I walked over to her, my cock hard and ready. I positioned myself behind her, my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I thrust into her, my cock filling her completely. She cried out, her body gripping my cock tightly.
I fucked her roughly, my cock pounding into her pussy. She was so tight, so wet, warm, and welcoming, it was like she was awaiting her owner to get inside her to just pleasure him; it was perfect. I could feel her body gripping my cock, milking me as I fucked her. I reached around and grabbed her breasts, playing with them; they were so soft and pliant I couldn't get tired of them as I roughly gripped them, making her feel the stinging pain of her bruises, my fingers twisting and pulling at her nipples.
I came deep inside her, my cum filling her womb again, it was one of the most awesome orgasm that I had the pleasure to experience. She cried out, her body shuddering, enjoying her blissful new orgasm.
As I pulled out of her pussy, I watched as my cum dripped out of her, a sight that filled me with joy. But I wasn't done yet.
I spread her red bruised ass cheeks, reveling in the sight of little asshole that looked so desirable. It was cute.
"How are you feeling, Girl?" I asked hoarsely, with lust.
"P-Pleasant, master. Thank you." She said tiredly with a ragged breath, but filled with satisfaction.
"Then, you are fine to continue for a while more if you can still talk, Girl." I smirked.
I spat on her little hole, using my thumb to spread the saliva around. "Aahhh," She whimpered, her body tensing as I pressed my thumb into her, preparing her for what was to come.
I then moved my cock to her ass, pressing against her tight, puckered hole. She tensed, but I could see the anticipation in her body.
"Relax, slut," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "You know you want this."
She took a deep breath, trying to relax as I positioned my cock at her entrance. I pushed in slowly at first, feeling her tighten around me. She cried out, the stinging pain from the paddling of her ass mixing with the pleasure of being filled.
"Master... it hurts... but it feels so good," she moaned, her voice breathless.
I gripped her hips tightly, my fingers digging into her bruised flesh. I began to move, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed. I could feel her ass gripping my cock tightly, the friction sending waves of pleasure through me. She cried out with each thrust, her body shaking in pain and bliss.
"You're destroying my ass, Master," she cried, out of breath as she orgasmed again. "But it feels so good. Don't stop!"
Her cries spurred me on, and I began to fuck her like a beast, my hips slamming against her bruised ass making a clear echo as they hit.
"You're such a good little slut," I growled
She moaned, her body shaking with another orgasm. I could feel her ass gripping me even tighter, she was so fun, so pleasant to fuck.
With a final, brutal thrust, I came deep inside her warm bowels. As I pulled out of her, she let out a soft whimper, her body going limp. She had taken all she could, and with a final, satisfied sigh, she passed out, her body hanging limply from the ropes.
I stepped back, my breath ragged, my body covered in a sheen of sweat. I looked at her, hanging there, her body bruised and covered in welts, my cum leaking out of her ass and pussy. I felt a sense of satisfaction and amusement at having ravaged her, and that she had passed out from the sheer intensity of our session.
With a soft chuckle, I sat down on the bed, my eyes never leaving her form as I enjoyed the nice paint that she was. I waited patiently, my body still humming with pleasure as I watched her chest rise and fall with each breath.
After a while, she began to stir, her eyes fluttering open. She looked at me, a soft smile on her lips.
"Master," she whispered, her voice hoarse.
I smiled back at her, my voice soft. "Welcome back, Girl."
I stood up and walked over to her, my fingers gently tracing the marks on her body. I leaned in and captured her lips in a soft, gentle kiss. She moaned softly, her body trying to press against mine.
I reached down and began to untie her legs and then her hands, my movements slow and gentle. As the ropes fell away, I caught her in my arms, carrying her over to the bed. I laid her down gently, my body covering hers.
I made love to her then, my movements slow and tender. I kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing together as I entered her pussy once again. She moaned softly, her body arching against mine as I moved within her.
I could feel her body responding to mine, her hips moving in time with my thrusts. I kissed her deeply, my hands roaming over her body, touching her gently, caressing her bruised flesh.
As I came inside her once again, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I rolled off of her, pulling her into my arms. She snuggled against me, her body fitting perfectly against mine.
"Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice soft.
I smiled, my arms tightening around her. "Thank you, Girl," I replied, my voice just as soft.
As we lay there, entwined in each other's arms, I knew that I loved hitting her; I was becoming a sadist. There was so much more to explore, so much more to experience. And I was looking forward to every moment of it.
With a soft sigh, I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep with my slut in my arms.