1 comments/ 86140 views/ 6 favorites Educating Alex Ch. 01 By: FluteMaster "Ok Group, settle down. Today's discussion is the alternative approaches of Freud and Jung, with specific reference to Dreams. James, please would you set us off with your summary?" God, Richard hated teaching, even as a lecturer in a good university. When he had completed his PHD in applied Psychology, he had thought the world was his oyster. He was going to become a therapist, set up his own suite of counseling rooms and watch the cash roll in while shagging the more attractive of his clients. Just his sodding luck, though, that this wasn't California; it was London. People in 80s London weren't interested in discovering themselves; they wanted money and lots of it. Now, after a failed marriage and a settlement that ate his free money like a dog chewing slippers, he was stuck in Westminster University, teaching bloody psychology to kids who couldn't give a damn. Still, there was one very real benefit; the totty. Psychology was definitely a "touchy feely" subject, and he had discovered that female psychology students were particularly "touchy feely". He also had the benefit of being very good at analyzing personality types and using his interpersonal skills to play mind games with some of the more fuckable members of his tutor groups over the years. This year there was one particular student who had caught his eye; name of Alex. Short dark hair, slim, nice curves and an arse he could spend hours dreaming about. And what a smile; it was enough to make a plaster saint down a pint in one and shag the nearest nun. He glanced around the room of students at the table, and his eyes lighted again on his latest target. Just at that moment she looked up at him and gave him one of her shy but happy smiles. His cock twitched at what he was hoping would soon become a reality. Alex was a sweet girl, but, in his opinion, not one of the brightest. She was struggling with her course work, and she needed extra help. Of course, one of the reasons she was struggling was that Richard was marking her assignments just a tad tougher than was really necessary. So, she was now in danger of failing, and she thought it was all her fault. Only last week he had spoken to her, and impressed upon her the need to improve her grades. She had readily agreed to an extra session after this tutorial group, alone with him. However, Richard would have been surprised to learn that Alex wasn't quite as dim as he thought. It was just that what he wanted and what she wanted were one and the same thing. She was actually quite taken with him. He was a lot older than her, but she liked that. Older men were less rushed and tended to be more inventive. They were also more fun and able to laugh at themselves. In addition, Richard had a wicked sense of humor - not nasty but able to highlight the absurdities of life. Somehow, Alex suspected that under that frustrated lecturer (or was that lecher?), there was a passionate male just waiting to be unleashed. Well, another hour of boring James would reveal just how accurate her assessment was. She was more than willing to have some extra private tuition, and she could feel her pussy moisten at what she hoped would happen. Richard suffered another tedious hour of rehashed drivel from his students - amusing himself by pondering just how far he would get with the delightful Alex. At last - the hour was over, and like treacle falling from a spoon, the students trickled out. Two of the males were hanging around Alex like dogs scenting a bitch in heat, but she was subtly putting them in their places, without actually hitting them. Finally, the room was empty apart from the two of them, and to his surprise, Alex went over to the door and shut it. "Richard, sir? You don't mind if I call you sir do you?" "Umm, not at all Alex, not at all" Richard's pulse rate rose and his cock looked up with interest. This delightful slip of a girl was asking permission to call him sir. His experience on the Dom scene had taught him to recognize some pretty big hints, and this was as big as they come. "Come over here, my girl, and sit by me." He adopted a strong avuncular tone, reinforcing and reflecting back the signals of submission she was sending him. Swiftly, she did that, but sitting facing him so that their legs were almost, but not quite, touching. He leaned over and placed a hand on her leg. "Tell me Alex. What can I do to help?" He was taking a big risk, but to his relief, she didn't pull away from him. For her part, Alex was amazed and yet re-assured by how easily they had fallen into the roles she had hoped for. He was the older male who was protective and yet welcomed her sexuality. She swallowed as she realized that this man was more experienced than she had feared/hoped. Her pussy tingled with the tension, and she felt sparks from where his hand touched her - even through her modest check skirt. She wished that she had worn knickers rather than a thong, because she knew her skirt was going to be very damp before long. Under her tight tan jumper, her nipples hardened. Alex spoke quietly. "Please sir, I wondered if you could help me understand why I am not doing well with my work. You see, I know that I should be working hard, but I find myself being distracted by silly things, and then I have to rush my work and I don't do it properly" Alex looked up at Richard through her eyelashes - playing on the little girl lost look. Richard was hooked, and he knew it. This girl was sexual dynamite, and she was sending submissive signals like laser beams. "Well Alex. I think we need to find out a way of solving that." Richard leaned back and steepled his fingers - looking at Alex like a stern master who is disappointed with his errant pupil. "I think that we need to look at corporal punishment." Alex gulped and looked up at Richard. My God - he had looked right through her and seen her secret. Her heart stopped and her stomach lurched. Her sex, though, went mad with signals saying "yes, yes, yes." "Well sir, if you wish. What should I do?" "For a start, you should stand up. Then take off your skirt and lean over my legs so that I can spank you." Alex felt herself slip into her sub-space as if into a pool of deep cool water - it was a fantasy come true. She didn't even pretend to hesitate as she stood, and unzipped the skirt. She let it fall, revealing long legs and a very brief thong nestled between her thighs. Richard was stunned. Even though he had sensed that Alex was ready for more than just a lecture - her ready obedience touched him deeply, and aroused an even greater degree of lust. He took her hand, and gently guided her over his legs. Silently, as if an offering, she draped herself over him. Her sweet arse was thrust up, and the thong only emphasized the tight apple curves. She smiled to herself as she felt a very stiff cock press against her stomach. "Please sir, how many spanks are you going to give me?" Richard's member jerked at this provocative answer. "I think ten would be appropriate this time. But make sure you count them out." At first, Richard only stroked the smooth pliant flesh of the pale globes. He squeezed once and marveled at the resilience. "Ohhhh. One sir" a red hand print appeared on Alex's right buttock. "Ohhhhhhhh. Two sir" A twin appeared on the left. "Three Sir" "Four sir" , , The blows continued in rapid succession and Alex struggled to keep up. And yet, with the pain came a heat that spread from her loins and through her body. Her slut nature was aroused, and the very vulnerability of her position and the stiff rod of her tormenter were only exciting it. On the tenth blow, Alex finally gave way to her desires. She hadn't been hit enough for tears - only lust. She rolled off Richard's lap into her knees. "Oh thank you sir. Thank you for punishing me. Please let me show you how much I needed that" With that, her fingers were busy at his zip. Frantically she released his stiffness, and it sprang up to the fight in an instance. For a moment she paused and drank in the sight of his cock, the swollen head, the silky smooth shaft, the girth that filled her hand just right. Then she lowered her lips and licked the helmet, across the tip where a bead of pre-cum was nestling. "Ohhhh shiiit" Richard felt his groin tighten at this gentle caress. Alex slid the hardness into her mouth, keeping her teeth covered with her lips. Her tongue licked the soft flesh as it slid towards her throat. Warm wetness engulfed Richard's sex, and his head fell back as he gave himself to the ministrations of his talented student. She slowly bobbed up and down, keeping a gentle suction, her hand pumping the skin to stretch the frenum. Her tongue, meanwhile, was swirling around tip - driving Richard crazy with the overload of sensations. Alex herself was becoming lost in the act. She loved going down on a man anyway - but Richard's stillness meant that she was able to set a pace that she liked. Her thong was now soaked, and she desperately hoped that her cunt would soon be welcoming this delightful pole. Richard sat up and growled. "That's enough playing around slut, I think it's time I showed how you can really thank me." Alex looked up through her eyelashes at her teacher, smiling with anticipated pleasure. Richard leaned down, and lifted the hem of her jumper. With one smooth movement he lifted it up and over her head. She lifted her arms as he pulled it entirely off her. Her breasts rose with the movement, but to Richard's joy, they remained pert and firm when her arms dropped back. He leaned forward again and cupped the mounds, his thumbs rubbing the eraser hard nipples. "You're going to lean forward over my desk, you tart, and I'm going to fuck your cunt until I fill it with my spunk. Are you ready for that?" "Oh yes sir," Alex breathed huskily, "whatever you say sir." Richard grabbed her under her arms and lifted her as he stood. With one swift movement he had her turned and splayed forward over the table. He kicked her legs apart and pushed her flat forward. Now pushed up and thrust out for him, Alex's bottom was even more alluring. He grabbed the cord of her thong and wrenched it down. Strings of girl juice came with it, and the scent of her arousal flooded the air. "You delightful little fuck toy, you're enjoying this even more than I am, aren't you?" Richard emphasized this observation with a sharp to her posterior. "Oh God, yes sir, you are such a wonderful teacher, and you are so good to me. Please fuck me sir. Please sir, I need it so much." Richard's eyes filled with red lust. His every dream had come true, and this girl's wet pussy was his for the taking. He stepped behind her, with one hand her held his member against her moistened lips. With his other hand he pushed down on the small of her back to stop her excited wriggling. At first he contented himself with sliding the head between her swollen outer lips - coating the sensitive ending with her slick wetness. Alex whimpered at his teasing use of her. Then, with one long, powerful thrust, Richard drove into the tight wet folds, not stopping until his pubic hair was in her arse crack, this movement accompanied by his groan of satisfaction. "Oooooohhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuuuck". The entry was all Alex could have hoped for - fierce, hard and commanding. She was filled to the brim, and her orgasm was only moments away. Richard grabbed her hips, and began to pump in and out. This was for him. This was his reward for all those shitty students. This was his cunt and he was going to use it until he exploded. His movements were long and hard, using his full length in Alex's sex. Inside her the tension was knotting up, a spring being wound to that glorious release. She didn't care that this was her teacher, that he had spanked her ass, and that any minute now someone could walk in through the door. She was bent over a desk being screwed properly, and she was in sexual heaven. Richard couldn't, didn't want to, last long. The tight grip of this young woman's vagina and the sight of her arms stretched out in sweet surrender were all too much. With a few last desperate thrusts before he had to release himself, Richard cried out. "Right you little cunt, I'm about to fill you with my cum. Ohhh myyyy godddddd." His thick cum erupted into Alex's eager cunny, and she felt the warmth fill her. "Ohhhhhhh Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiist, I'm cumming toooooooo" Alex had been waiting for this trigger, and with it her orgasm. Her muscles clamped down on the man flesh lodged in her. She never wanted to let it go. It filled her so well. She would do anything to keep it there for ever. Her mind spiraled out of control as her body jerked on the desk. At last, the two of them came down to earth. With a last stroke of the slim back of this wonderful girl, Richard fell back into his seat. He could see some of his spunk already dribbling from the ravaged pussy in front of him. Alex made no effort to change her position. She merely raised herself up on her elbows and smiled back at her tutor. "Thank you for that lesson sir. I think that I like the subject a lot better already. I do hope that you will be giving me some more tuition." "Oh yes, my darling Alex. I will. I most certainly will." Educating Alex Ch. 02 Alex stood on the steps of the front door, her heart thumping like a teenager on a first date. "Christ, this is stupid." Alex berated herself. She was 19 years old, and old enough to do what she wanted to do without anyone telling otherwise. And yet, Richard, her tutor, was well over twice her age. She also knew that once she rang that doorbell and stepped inside, then she was offering herself on a plate to a dirty old man who fucked like a rhino. She thought back five days to that private tutorial session, when she had almost thrown herself over his knees so he could spank her naked bottom. And the sex – his cock in her mouth and then from behind as she lay bent over on the table. She moaned to herself and squeezed her thighs together. It had all been so fast and yet so right, so wonderfully dirty. Two days after that when she had received back her last assignment, (with an improved mark she noted) taped inside was a scrap of lined paper with a scribbled note. "Saturday. Dinner at 7:30. 24 Wishburne Drive. R. x." It wasn't an invitation- it was a bloody summons. She loved it, and that Saturday afternoon she had taken particular care over her outfit. Firstly, a session with the razor to remove all traces of hair below the neck, and some lotion to soften the skin over the mons. She couldn't help running a finger through the moistening slit as she remembered his fat cock at her entrance. This was followed by a bath with ylang ylang oil to give her that "Touch me, fuck me" skin. And then the outfit. "Mmmm," she pondered, "nothing with too many zips or buttons, but not so short that I look like a slut – this time at least!" She settled on a mid thigh length black dress with a scoop neck front, and an even more scooped back. Slip off the thin shoulder straps, and gravity would do the rest. Bra and knickers were considered, and immediately discarded. She was getting sex, and she didn't need any seduction kit to ensure that. A black pair of high heels completed the look. High enough to accentuate her legs – not so high that she was in danger of twisting an ankle. Meanwhile, Richard was busy in the kitchen. Alex's return note of "why not?" had said it all. He hummed happily to himself as he checked the preparations. When the door bell rang, he poured two glasses of wine, and left them in the living room on his way to the front door. He opened the door, and stopped as he drank in the sight of the beauty in front of him. She was elegant, and sexy, and yet looked vulnerable and defenseless. He wasn't sure whether to eat her – or tuck her up in bed. Richard smiled and raised his eyebrows in greeting, stepping back to allow Alex into the hallway. She smiled back, and brushed past him – letting her perfume drift under his nose. White musk – she wasn't holding back tonight. In the living room he handed her a goblet of cold Chablis – the glass misted with condensation. "To your continuing education." Richard toasted her. "And to my thoughtful teacher." Alex smiled back. At dinner they talked much, but said little. The words were about past lives, parents, hopes. The real communication was in the glances and brief touches; her foot brushing his leg, his hand on her bare shoulder as he moved behind her to fetch some more wine. Every time she put some food in her mouth, Richard could have sworn Alex was fellating it. Every time Richard looked at her mock sternly, Alex's bottom felt the warmth of his spanking. Eventually, the dinner was finished, and the last of the wine emptied into the glasses. There was a pause in the conversation, and the silence stroked them like velvet. Richard stood, and moved to the other side of the table – standing beside Alex. She looked up at him, knowing what was going to happen next, longing for it, but captured by the need to wait for his lead, her master's command. He reached down and took her hand, gently pulling her out of her seat. She tilted back her head and closed her eyes in submission as he gently kissed her full soft lips. "Shall we continue your lesson?" He whispered "Oh yes sir, please sir. I'll be a very good pupil." He took her then by the hand, and led her down the corridor to the bedroom. The room was lit by dozens of candles, and the scent of a joss stick filled the air. On the bed were some scarves, and a pillow placed in the centre. Richard held her head gently in his hands, and kissed her, more deeply and firmly. She felt her insides melt, and her sex moisten with desire. "Do you trust me?" Richard's voice was hoarse with tension, As Alex looked up she could see his need in his eyes. She stared straight back. "Yes sir, I do. I am your pupil to do with as you wish." Richard closed his eyes and breathed a prayer of thanks for this wonderful girl. Silently, he took the dress straps and slipped them along and down her shoulders. Without any hesitation, Alex shrugged the material off her body, feeling the fabric slide over her aroused skin. She stood, naked; her arms by her side, letting this man inspect her. Her breathing quickened as she felt his possessive gaze travel down her body, taking in her arms, her neck, her pert breasts with their up tilted nipples, her slightly rounded stomach and the cleft of her sex. And then down her thighs and calves to the feet still clad in the high heels. Richard reached out and brushed his fingers over one of her taut mounds – sliding up to grasp and tweak the nipple. Alex cried out softly at the pain, but her knees almost buckled at the shock to her sex. "Nice, very nice." Richard's comments could have been about a piece of furniture, a new car, rather than the young woman who was his lover. And yet, Alex was proud, was intensely happy that he was pleased with her. Subconsciously, she stood up straighter, pushing her shoulders back. He walked behind her to continue his inspection – his actions affirming his mastery of her. All the marks of his previous spanking of her had long since disappeared, but he looked any way – again entranced at the twin globes that called for his disciplining. He ran his hand down her spine to cleft of her buttocks, and felt her shiver at his soft touch. He stood close behind her, and cupped one arse cheek in his hand as he leant in to whisper to her. "I think that you are a dirty slut. You came here pretty much completely naked, because as a wanton slut you want me to fuck you. Isn't that right? Alex whimpered and pleaded. "Yes master, I am. I need to punished for it because every time I think of you, I can't help wanting you to fuck me" Richard pushed his hand between her legs from behind, and rubbed a finger between the swollen lips of her weeping sex. "Well, at least you are an honest slut. But don't think that your punishment will be any the less. I am going to spank you properly this time – not like the gentle taps of a few days ago." "Oh God, please do sir. Please spank me properly. Please make it hurt so that I will be good next time." "Then bend over, and put your hands on the dressing table in front of you. Look into the mirror. I want you to see your face as I redden your arse and the look of pleasure on my face as you take it." Alex had to lean down a bit to place her hands on the low table top, and with the high heels, her bottom was now above the level of her head – poised above her straight legs. She parted her legs slightly so that he could properly see the ripe fig of her sex – ripe for his cock. Richard stood to one side –gauging the distance to the proffered bum cheeks. Alex bit her bottom lip as she waited for the first strike – determined not to make a sound when the blow landed. With the sound of his hand connecting firmly with her flesh, Alex cried out. "Oooooowwwwwwwwwww" God, that was definitely harder than the last time. "And? Young lady? Are you just going to complain or are you going to count the spanks and thank me for them?" "Sorry sir. One sir. Thank you sir" "Good – and don't let it happen again." At that, Richard hit the other buttock "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. Two sir, and thank you sir." Standing up certainly let Richard use his arm with greater effect. Even after only two strikes, the redness was rising on the arse in front of him. Alex knew that this time Richard was doing this properly; hitting her with the force she really needed and craved. She pushed her bottom out further to encourage her tormenter. Both these were on the same cheek, one below the other. Three sir, and four sir, thank you sir. "Five sir, and six sir. Oh thank you sir, thank you." Alex had dropped her head, letting the sensations take over. Richard didn't chide her for this. He understood that she was entering her special place where the pain became pleasure and his use of her a reward for both. "Seven sir – thank you sir" "Eight sir – Thank you sir for punishing me". Richard paused, and once again slid his finger into the now dripping cunt. He added a second finger, and slid them in and out of the engorged opening. Alex whimpered and groaned – thrusting her hips against him as if he was rutting with her. She was so hot for him, so fucking hot. He slid the juice coated fingers out and up to the crack of her anus – which was clenched tightly like a newly formed rose bud. He pressed a wet finger against the muscle ring, and listened to her whines of complaint – but noticed she made no move to stop this invasion of her bum hole. With a twist he lodged his fore finger in her clutching orifice, and Alex gasped out. "Oh sir. I'm a virgin there. Please sir, if you are going to punish me properly, you will have to use your cock in there too." Even Alex was amazed at her suggestion – but she had felt the finger in her behind sending new and darkly interesting signals – promising forbidden pleasures if done right. Somehow, she knew that her Richard would know just what to do, and she wanted to give him the gift of this virginity. "All in good time, my little fuck toy, all in good time." Richard chuckled to himself at the way Alex was leading him through her dark desires. He withdrew his finger and recommenced his punishment of the red posterior bent over for his delight. Six more times his hand rose and fell. Six more times the taut spheres absorbed the force of his hand. Six more times the pain coursed through Alex. By now, the tears were beginning to flow – and she began to beg for forgiveness. "Please sir, I'm so sorry sir. Please stop sir and I'll be very good. I promise to do whatever you want, anything at all sir. Oh Sir!" This last cry was in response to the final hard driven blow to a very red and tender arse cheek. Richard's hand was now also sore, but his prick was ready to have its own fun, and there was a very tempting target just waiting. But Richard also knew that if he rushed things now, then he would be throwing away a better trained slut in the future. It would be better to give her pleasure now, and then to fulfill his own desires. He reached into the dresser, and brought out a pot of cold cream. Gently he massaged it into the hot behind. Alex's tears changed to moans and sighs of pleasure, especially as he made sure that her wet cunt was also received plenty of attention. "That's a good girl," Richard murmured, "that's my very good little girl." Alex almost purred with pleasure at this praise. She was only just holding herself up with her arms, and she was grateful when Richard lifted her up and made her stand facing him. "Well done my little darling. Now I have something for you to enjoy." Meekly, Alex let Richard tie one of the silk scarves over her eyes. The absence of light served to make her even more passive, and she allowed herself to be led over to the bed, and stretched out on it. Firstly, her arms were pulled up and apart, and the wrists secured by more silk scarves to the upper corners. The pillow was wedged under the sore cheeks, lifting up the hips and the needy cunt between them. Then, her legs were spread and the ankles also tied by silk scarves to the corners. Richard stroked her hips, and bent down to lap first one, then the other pink nipple. She was so lost in her haze of arousal – he could do want he wanted. But just now, he wanted to lick her wet, juicy, shaven pussy. Her stomach tightened and her legs jerked as she felt him breath on the sensitive tissues. She was so high, it was almost painful. Gently and carefully, Richard licked the labia, keeping away for the ultra sensitive clit. Up and down his tongue lapped at her; drinking in her wetness, her scent, and the sharp tang of a recent visit to the bathroom. He pushed his tongue into her and probed deeply, then withdrew and licked from her perineum to almost her clit. He listened to her cries and whimpers, and felt the way her hips bucked. But every time it seemed she was getting close to cumming – he stopped. "Not yet, my sweet slave - not yet" She was in agony/ecstasy now. She was frantic for him to do more. He took pity on her eventually. He slid two fingers into the soft folds of her sex, and slowly twisted and pushed and pulled them in and out. Meanwhile, he started to lap ever closer to her engorged clit, now poking from the cleft of the outer lips. Every now and then, he actually brushed his tongue on the sensitive bud – and Alex squealed at the sensation. Harder and harder he went – increasing the sensations, until Alex was teetering on the edge. And then, he took the fore finger of his other hand, and eased it into her back passage – the cold cream providing excellent lubrication – all the while finger fucking her cunt and licking her clit. Alex caught her breath, and then screamed out loud. She had been wound up so tight, that her climax threatened to shake her to pieces. Richard continued to assail her sensitized bud, and despite the almost pain, Alex felt the continuing shocks of the stimulation as mini climaxes. At last, it was over, and Alex was left panting, her limbs leaden and slack. She was laid back, open as any sacrifice on the altar of lust, and Richard was in no mood to delay the ceremony any further. Without even pausing to remove blind fold from her eyes, Richard mounted the slim opened body, and thrust his straining member into the drenched cuntal opening. With the pillow forcing it up, the depth was incredible – and he was sure he was at her cervix when he had bottomed out. Alex was too exhausted to do more than groan a deep yes to his possession of her. She was his, and if he wanted to fuck her displayed body, then she gladly gave that to her master. Richard looked down at his willing victim, marveling at her smooth body and her tight sex. This time he moved slowly, feeling each fold of her inner flesh grip and caress his rigid manhood. Even tied and almost asleep, she couldn't help pushing back at this man, using her hips to urge him in deeper, to use her totally. Her mouth opened in a silent "O" of pleasure and ecstasy, and her response was the all the trigger he needed. With an almost silent groan, he filled the womb of this girl, pumping his seed into her, making her his forever. With a sigh, her cunt spasmed around him – milking him and submitting to him. He leant down onto his elbows, and kissed her soft lips. "Well done my darling. Well done" He breathed. "Oh Master, thank you. Thank you for teaching me so much. Thank you for using me for your pleasure. I am yours." Richard smiled to himself; pleased at her response, but not taking it too seriously. Alex had a lot to learn before she would truly be able to call him Master. Educating Alex Ch. 03 That Saturday evening, after the scarves had been untied and they had held each other while the emotions subsided, Alex and Richard agreed to spend the Sunday together. The more immediate decision, though, was for Alex to be taken back to her halls of residence. Without having to say anything, they both recognized that sleeping together at this juncture would be too vanilla – too ordinary and tame and a blunting of the D/s edge they were exploring. In his Morgan, they were both quiet; comfortable with each other yet lost in the swirl of memories of the evening - the sounds of the spanking, the scent of the joss-stick, the warmth of the skin, the released of shared sex. When they finally arrived at the halls, Richard leaned over and kissed Alex on the lips. "Until tomorrow morning - at 8:00." She smiled back, a conspiratorial glint in her eye. "Until tomorrow – o teacher of mine." Another kiss – longer and more intimate and then a quick movement as she opened the car door slid out and ran swiftly up the steps to the double doors of the building's entrance. She twisted the Yale key in the lock, pausing only to wave briefly before slipping inside and closing the door gently behind her. That evening, Richard spent a good hour sitting in the dark of his garden, lulled by the hum of the London traffic and watching the moths dancing around the light on the patio. He knew that this relationship was turning serious, and that it was breaking most, if not all, of the rules in the book. Not just the rules about student/teacher contact, but also his rules about the way he felt about his students, whether they ended up in his bed or not. It wasn't just about the physical attraction either. He had slept with girls just as attractive as Alex before, and he didn't favor a particular look. It was more the emotional/intellectual understanding and connection. Somehow he knew that he saw her more clearly than anyone else had done before. She may have toyed with spanking and domination games, but he sensed that so far they had only been minor aspects in her previous relationships. This time, though, these elements were key – they defined the power plays going on, and they were the core of her sexual response. He really was treading virgin ground, and he felt an overwhelming sense of honor – and responsibility. Her submission was a precious gift, something to be commanded, not demanded. He closed his eyes and breathed a solemn vow that he would strive to be the Master she needed and desired – training her to find even more intense fulfillment in her obedience. And if/when she eventually moved on to other relationships, he would make every effort to let her go for her sake, happier and more fulfilled than when they had met. When Richard finally turned out the lights and settled down to sleep, he would have been heartened by the coincidence that Alex was doing exactly the same thing in her room. She too had been thinking – pondering the mystery that had led her to be so open and wanton with a man more than old enough to be her father. And yet, that age and experience was necessary. She had placed herself in the most vulnerable of positions, and experienced the most amazing sensations. Like a dance where both partners lead and follow, they had explored their darker desires – but to their mutual fulfillment. Only a man who really knew what he was doing, and could listen to both himself and to her was capable of opening her up like that. For the moment, therefore, she would seize the opportunity of learning from him – and seek to please him in return. On the dot of eight the next morning, Richard pulled up at the bus stop around the corner from Alex's residence. They had agreed that although Sunday morning would find most – if not all the other students still asleep in bed, there was no point in tempting fate. She could wait at a bus-stop on the way in to college without arousing suspicion, and her tutor would naturally give her a lift if he happened to be driving to the same destination. Alex was dressed in tight blue jeans and open sandals. A white cotton blouse was tucked into the waistband, the top three buttons un-done. She had gone for simple white knickers that morning, to emphasize the virginal and innocent look, although the lack of a bra was suggestive of other things. Over her shoulder she had slung a small rucksack, with a collection of some of her favorite toys (for private consumption only!). Richard had the top down on the car, his cherished Morgan being one of the few luxuries he allowed himself. His parents would have called it a Hoover – used for picking up bits of fluff. Well, there was definitely something more than fluffy about his companion in arms this morning – apparently brash and confident in her sexuality – yet a wonderfully submissive and slutty partner underneath. Richard negotiated the early morning traffic without difficulty, setting them on course to a large wood he knew on the northern outskirts, a bit too far off the beaten track to be popular with Sunday picnickers. By nine they were pulling into the deserted car park, just a simple earthen clearing dappled by the sunlight filtering through the ancient trees. He opened the boot and retrieved his rucksack packed with a rug, some food and a bottle of wine, along with a few extras for the day. Alex took the opportunity to stow her bag in the boot – the contents being more appropriate for later that evening. Like any new couple away from the gaze of others, they relaxed and held hands as they walked along the soft paths deeper into the woods. The absence of other human sounds helped them to lose their own inhibitions with each other. At one point, crossing a small stream on an old wooden bridge, Richard put his hands on Alex's hips and pulled her towards him. He kissed her upturned lips and gazed into her laughing eyes. "You do realize that as your tutor, I am never off duty – and that I plan to use this day to help continue your education?" She put one hand on his chest, feeling his heart thumping through the fabric of the shirt. With a pleasant shock she suddenly realized that he was as nervous as her . She smiled half shyly at him. "Of course sir, I am always ready to be taught by you and to learn whatever pleases you." His look of delighted happiness was all she needed, and she leant up on tip toe and kissed him. "I mean it – I want you to teach me everything." They set off again, heading to a small secluded clearing that Richard had discovered by accident the year before, away from the main tracks. The clearing was no more than 8 foot across, and almost completely circular. Across one side were the remains of a large tree trunk of about 2 foot diameter. Newer trees stood around the circumference, one of which had a long bough stretched low across part of the clear ground. It was under this shade that they stopped and Richard set down his pack. He turned to Alex and drew her into his arms. Gently at first, but with increasing passion, they kissed, caressing each other through the fabric of their clothes. Their only sound was the murmurs and gasps of passion and desire. His hands roamed over her back and down to squeeze the tightly encased bottom, pulling her roughly to him, rubbing her crotch into his engorged prick. She wrapped her arms around his neck, molding her body to his, rubbing herself like a contented cat against his hardness. He broke away, panting, and looked at her thoughtfully. "Before we go any further, I think we need to talk about safe words." She looked up at him quizzically. He smiled at her understandable ignorance – he was the one with the real experience. "I recognize that I might not always do something that you are happy with, and sometimes you might want to act as if you want me to stop, but actually carry on. So, we need a set of code words that you can use to tell me that I do need to slow down, or to stop completely." He smiled wickedly. "That way you can protest all you like and pretend that I should stop punishing you, but know that I will not stop for real unless you use a certain word or phrase." Put like that, it all made perfect sense to Alex, and only increased her confidence in Richard. In addition, the ability to pretend that she wanted him to stop, although he wouldn't, was deliciously dirty, and her pussy twitched in response. "Obviously we need something you aren't going to struggle to remember. May I suggest Amber for pause, and Red to stop?" "And if I don't use those words, but cry out and struggle and beg you to stop, you won't?" Alex asked. "Until I am ready to stop, or I think you've had enough." Alex kissed him again, and murmured, "That sounds perfectly wonderful, and I am wet just thinking about it." "Are you?" Richard stood back as if in shock. "You dirty little girl. You are wet at the prospect of me spanking your pretty little arse?" "Yes sir", Alex adopted a meek tone. "Am I really bad?" "Very bad", said Richard sternly. "So bad that I am going to pull your trousers down and spank your behind even harder than last night." "But please sir. If you spank me too hard, then I won't be able to stop my hands from rubbing my sore bottom, and that would get in the way." "Don't you worry my little pet, I have just the solution to that." Richard unzipped a small pocket at the side of the rucksack, and retrieved a pair of padded handcuffs with a length of chain between each manacle. Alex licked her lips, and felt the butterflies of sexual tension. Deftly, before she could react, Richard had one cuff on Alex's right wrist, thrown the chain over the bough and cuffed the other wrist. The chain and height of the branch meant that she could keep her feet on the ground – but she was otherwise securely held. Richard stood back, gazing at his helpless captive, vulnerable to him in these woods. "Right." Richard said sternly. "I think we should pull those trousers down." "Oh no sir. Please don't sir. Someone might see us. I would be so embarrassed sir. Pleeeease sir." Despite her apparently heartfelt pleas, Richard undid the button at the front of the jeans and pulled down the zip. Slowly, he peeled the material down her legs, until they were encasing her ankles. In the same way, he slowly eased down her now wet knickers, catching the scent of her wetness on the fabric and between her legs. Alex could now only move her legs slightly apart. The cool air around her nether regions was so incredibly naughty, and she felt her arousal stiffen her nipples. She was half naked, standing in a wood and chained to a tree, about to be spanked again. God, this was better than anything she had experienced before. Richard had deliberately left the blouse buttoned up, as if to emphasize the nakedness of her posterior. Instead, he stood to one side, and lifted it enough so that he had a clear view of her curves. "Now remember, we are in the open. So you would do well to keep as quiet as possible while I administer punishment. No need to count out or thank me. We wouldn't want any one else finding you here and taking advantage of you, would we?" Alex was sure Richard was only joking about that, but somehow she didn't really want to find out. So, she set herself to keep the noise down to a minimum. At first, Richard confined himself to rubbing and squeezing the defenseless orbs. He kneaded the pliant flesh, making it submit to his attentions. Alex felt her breath become short and she was panting with desire. His strong knowing hands were making this part of her his own, and she felt her body yearning for sexual release. "Ok", said Richard firmly. "I'm going to spank you twenty times. That is ten on each cheek. And remember, keep the noise down." Alex nodded – anxious, biting the side of her lip. At that, Richard set to mercilessly with a will. The first four strikes were slow and measured –warming her up. But almost immediately he quickened his pace until his hand was moving up and down like a piece of machinery. Her bottom reddened and recoiled under the onslaught of rapid blows. She hardly had time to catch her breath before the next explosion hit her. He covered the whole of both cheeks, even the crease where the thigh and buttock met. This was so different from the previous times. This was hard and demanding, and she felt herself being overwhelmed by the sensations. There was no space or time to cry out, only a mouth opened in silent pleading and tears coursing down her cheeks. And yet, and yet, he knew what he was doing. Alex felt his command, his mastery, his taking of her to a new level. He was punishing her for being a dirty slut, and at the same time waking up that very same slut and inflaming it with passion. He was in charge, and she pushed out her bottom in submission. At the end, all Alex could do was to stand there, shuddering, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her bottom still twitching and jerking. She had been conquered, captured, enslaved. At this point she would have done anything for her teacher. Her whole body was his to use and abuse as he desired. All she longed for now was for him to unlock the firestorm of her orgasm burning deep inside her. He stepped around to stand in front of her. She looked up at him, her flushed face glistening with her tears, her eyes pleading for release. He kissed, and praised her. "Well done. You took that very bravely. Would you like your reward now?" She nodded mutely, too overwhelmed to speak. Again, Richard kissed her but this time he slipped one hand between her hot wet thighs, and slid two fingers up into her ready cunt. Alex half closed her eyes and gave herself up to this, pushing back against his fingers, grateful for the sensations that would lead to her climax. Richard intently watched the face which reflected the lust boiling within. He listened to her sighs and moans, and felt her set a pace which gave her the best sensations. He watched and shepherded her towards her destination, helping her to find her pinnacle. He added his thumb, rubbing on her clit, and her voice rose to a keening wail. To her, his hand was now a cock ravaging her, and she drove back against it frantically. She opened her eyes wide, as if in shock, and opened her mouth . "Ohhhhh myyyyyyy goddddddddddd. I'm cumming. I'm CUMMMMMMIIIING" With that, Alex went into free-fall as her endorphin charged orgasm slammed into her. Juices squirted from her cunt, drenching the invading fingers, and her body clenched and released repeatedly. Richard stood close and let her head fall against his chest, his fingers now motionless within her. "Oh thank you sir, thank you, thank you, thank you." Alex repeated this mantra as her body regained its equilibrium. She was as slumped against him as was possible with her arms still suspended by the branch over head. When he was sure that she wouldn't collapse onto the ground, he undid the cuffs, and gently lowered her down. With a grimace/smile, she made sure she wasn't sitting on her bottom, but had her legs curled to one side. He knelt down beside her, and held her to him, her scent still on his fingers. "That was mind blowing," she breathed, "bloody painful, but oh so good. How on earth do you do that?" "Do what" he said, "make you cum?" "No, you daft thing. Spank me so hard, and yet make me so hot." "I don't do that. Or rather, I spank you, but you make yourself hot. You just needed the right trigger. Of course," he said with a grin, "only I know where the trigger is." She smiled back. "And so sir, what trigger do you need today?" "Since you ask so nicely, I remember a student who went down on me and took my cock in her mouth the first time I spanked her. I think that it would only be appropriate that you do that again, except that this time I won't be letting you stop until I am completely satisfied. Come with me" Richard picked out the picnic rug and led Alex over to the tree trunk in the clearing, she was still shuffling from the jeans around her ankles. He sat on the trunk, and placed the rug, folded between his feet. Without a word, Alex knelt before him. Richard undid the buttons on her blouse and pulled aside the fabric, exposing her champagne breasts. She had always been rather disappointed with their size and lack of weight. His evident delight with them was just one more reason she was so happy to give herself to him. Carefully, Alex unzipped Richard's trousers, and released the semi engorged member from the underpants. She bent down and kissed gently, licking it and stroking it as if it were the most precious thing in the whole world. She focused her whole attention on this part of her master, willing him to receive his pleasure with her hands and her mouth. More than anything else, she longed to have him spend in her mouth, so that she could feed on his essence. As she licked and suckled him, she felt the flesh swelling and stiffening. As it grew in her mouth, her attention shrank to this potent symbol of his mastery over her. She was worshipping him, abandoning herself to him, urging him to take her and use her for his desires. Her hands stroked the silky shaft as her lips encircled the girth. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, her tongue licking and swirling. Sometimes her tongue would rub up and down the sensitive skin on the under side. At other times, she sucked and worked on the swollen mushroom of the head. Each time she pushed down, she attempted to push him further into her mouth. She had never been that keen on the idea before, but with Richard, it seemed the only appropriate thing to do. She was his, totally and 100%. How else could she show it except by taking him totally into her body? To her frustration, she seemed unable to push the head very far into her. She looked up in desperation. "Please help me, sir. Help me to take you all into my mouth and throat." Richard was stunned – amazed that she would be so eager to do this difficult thing. He held her head and looked intently at her. "You don't have to do this, but if you really want me deep in you, you must listen carefully. Firstly, you must go slowly, and relax your throat. Secondly, as I get deeper, swallow me in, and then pull up. When you are more relaxed and comfortable, I'll also push down, but only when you are confident at the feel of me." Alex nodded, and bent again to the task. She took note of what her master had said, and this time she swallowed when she felt his cock-head lodge at the back of her throat. To her surprise and joy, this seemed to work, and she felt the gap between her lips and his balls narrow. She moved her head and hummed, and then pulled up, pleased at the sounds of increasing arousal coming from Richard. Several more times she pushed down and swallowed, each time taking him deeper and deeper into her. Her movements became more confident and firmer, and when she felt his hands on her head, she let him set the rhythm. So it was that Richard lost himself in the exquisite sensations of fucking the mouth of his slave. Her hands were now resting loosely on his legs, all her focus was on accepting his hardness into her compliant throat. He tilted his head back and arched his hips forward. Three more times he levered himself into her. At the final thrust, he felt his sac tighten, and with a groan of ecstasy, released the flood of his spunk down her throat. At first she swallowed, but the final couple of spurts were more into the mouth as she breathed through her nose. She lifted her mouth to him, showing the white stickiness on her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed noisily, before opening it and showing it empty. "Look sir, all gone sir. Have I been a good girl sir?" Educating Alex Ch. 03 He laughed delightedly, and kissed her hard on the lips. "Yes my sweet cherub. You have been a very good girl – as you always are after I have punished you." Educating Alex Ch. 04 By the side of that old tree trunk, in that clearing, using that same rug on which, earlier, Alex had knelt while taking Richard deep into her mouth and drinking his cum, together they shared food, wine and personal stories. Richard talked about his finding and exploring the BDSM scene. Initially, during his marriage it had been theoretical, in that he had never done anything more than read, chat and fantasize. Later, now single again and free of the emotional turmoil of his divorce, he had started making friends on the net, and then attending meetings. Munches, the US brethren called them – tasters for those new to the practice of non vanilla sexual roles. He talked about his experiences with some submissives he had met online, some extremely wise, and others as painfully naïve as himself. Thankfully, his background in interpersonal psychology had prevented him from falling into the God trap that so many newbie wannabe Doms succumbed too – believing their own legends of wisdom and authority. The BDSM scene was as full of damaged people as you could find on any average tube train, but add in the explosive mixture of sex and emotional power plays, and the potential for severe psychological damage was immense. Alex felt twinges of jealousy as Richard described some of the relationships he had formed. And yet, in his reflective tone of voice and thoughtful expression, she also saw honesty, and a caring and enquiring mind. He talked more about what he had learned and passed on than he did about the different acts he had performed. With some relief, however, she also discovered that for the time being, he was without a partner of any kind. Alex shared her own, less eventful, past. She had had a loving, but very strict Catholic family up bringing. There was a drunken fumbling at a party that led to her loss of virginity far too young. Then her crush on a teacher in her 6th form who had initially been flattered by the attention, and then run a mile when he discovered she was serious about wanting to have a physical relationship. She confessed she had originally been really angry and hurt at that, but now understood his decision. Since then, at university, she had been able to let loose and discover the ups, and downs, of sexual relationships. On his side, Richard felt those same envious feelings for the young men who had been her partners. However, he also recognized the same mistakes and misunderstandings of his younger days. Overall, though, Alex had soon realized that she was more interested in sex than most of her contemporaries, and was drawn to situations where she felt helpless and was receiving punishment. She confessed that from an early age her fantasies were a lot wilder than any of her experiences had been, until now, that was. She joked about wanting a combined father/teacher figure – an analysis Richard felt was probably spot on. "Of course," said Alex wickedly, "if I'd realized just what a dirty old man you were, I'd have come along to your tutorials in my school uniform." "Heaven forbid!" Richard said with mock horror. "I would never have got past all those boys fighting to get a better look at you. Anyway," and here he smiled "there will always be other opportunities." Alex shot back with a grin "Oh. So you think I'm that easy do you?" "Not at all" Richard laughed, "I just feel that the term is yet young, and there are probably one or two things you would still like me to teach you." "And what does my darling teacher have in store for his young pupil?" "Well," and here Richard started ticking points off on his fingers, "There is the use of dildos, vibrators and other toys; An introduction to the agony and ecstasy of anal sex; Bukkakke and other restraining techniques; The differences between Sado-Masochism and Dominance/Submission..." Richard stopped and looked over his glasses at Alex who was struggling hard not to burst out laughing. "Is there something the matter?" He enquired earnestly. "Yes, and no!" Alex caught her breath. "It's just hearing you talk about all those wonderfully dirty things, and yet you make them sound so boring and mainstream." Richard pulled Alex to him and looked into her eyes. "Now that, young lady, is the difference between theory," and here he gave her a long passionate kiss, "and practice." Alex melted again into him, "Then please practice on me all you want. I love the way you teach me." He held her tighter and stroked the hair back from her brown eyes. "In that case, may I suggest we adjourn to somewhere more private where we can proceed with fewer clothes and no possible interruptions?" Alex murmured huskily. "That sounds perfectly indecent. Let's go now." By the time they had packed up and made their way back to the car, it was 3:00pm. As they were putting the picnic things back into the boot, Richard noticed the pack that Alex had earlier stored there. "So tell me. What delights did you bring along to the party?" "Well sir, I thought that later we might do a bit of "show and tell", and I had a few things I wanted to tell you." Richard looked thoughtfully at this young innocent with the filthy mind. "I'm seriously intrigued now. I move we head back home so you can reveal all." The journey back to Richard's flat in Westminster was uneventful, and as they fell through the door, they held and kissed each other with growing passion. Alex had been right in her initial assessment; she really had found a passionate male under that academic exterior. Her body tingled at the prospect of more highly charged erotic sex, and she couldn't help pushing her hips against him to signal her arousal. Richard broke away and almost dragged Alex into the bedroom. He stopped and took a deep breath. He span round and looked sternly at Alex. "Right, I think that it's time you showed me what you have in that bag there you little tart. I'll bet it's something really wicked and naughty, something for which you will deserve being punished." "How did he do that?" Alex wondered to herself. She was hot and ready in the hall, but his words and actions here were like petrol on the flames. It was as if he could see every erogenous zone in her mind. With relief she slipped into a role she had fantasized about many times – the girl good caught being naughty, and enjoying the punishment she received. "Oh sir. How did you know? I have some very bad things in my bag," and here Alex twisted her feet like a schoolgirl in front of her headmaster. "And if you are going to punish me for them, then I think I should get ready now - like take my knickers down." Richard picked up on the hint. "You horny little minx. You know that once I see your naked bottom I'll have no choice but to use your little cunt to relieve the urges you have aroused. I think you should do more than take your knickers down. I think you should undress completely. NOW!" With that last command, Alex hurriedly stripped off all her clothing – her sex already moistening and swelling at the thought of what was to follow. At the same time, Richard had to adjust the swelling cock in his trousers. The naked female in front of him was his for the taking, and after the delights of her cunt and mouth, he had plans for her virgin rosebud, a prospect which was more than pleasing, particularly if he could teach her to really enjoy it. Richard sat down in a small armchair facing the bed, leaving Alex to stand, undressed, in the middle of the room. "Proceed. Show me what tools of the devil you have brought into this house." Alex took the bag over to the bed, and opened it up. From it she withdrew her three favorite toys. A pair of Ben-Wa balls, a slim vibrator, and a large purple vibrator which Richard knew was a Rampant Rabbit. Richard was impressed. This girl had some serious toys, and he imagined that she also went through a lot of batteries. Slipping back into his role, Richard spoke slowly, but with a mixture of horror and anger. "I think that you should explain to me what those "things" are, and what you do with them." Despite knowing that this wasn't for real, Alex still blushed as she picked up the ben-wa balls. And yet, the humiliation was proving as effective an aphrodisiac as any spanking she had received at his hands. "Well sir, I put these in my cunt when I am going out, and then I put on some knickers to hold them in." She looked at him, unsure of how much detail to go into. "Go on girl. Tell me why you do it, and what effect it has." "Oh Christ," she thought to herself, "I'm getting wet just talking about these to him. What the fuck is going to happen when he starts screwing me?" "Ok sir. Sorry sir. I put these in my cunt so that when I go out they move around inside me, and I can imagine I'm being fucked. The last time I wore them was to a nightclub. By the end of the evening I had cum three times, and people thought I was drunk because I kept falling over." "This is appalling. You are nothing more than a slut. Carry on." She picked up the slim vibrator. "I usually carry this around with me. It's not very big, so it doesn't feel like a real cock. But when I am really horny, I can find a quiet place and use it on the lowest setting and bring myself off." As she talked about this and remembered the times she had done just that, it was almost as if she was there again. As Richard suspected would happen, Alex was happily building up to another massive orgasm, and all he had to do was to play his role. Richard silently shook his head as if in disgust, and Alex thrilled at the prospect of being properly punished for this lewd display. Almost with reverence, Alex selected the last toy, the infamous rampant rabbit. "This, sir, is my favorite toy. When I have this in my pussy, I can pump it in and out as if it were the real thing." She pushed one of the sliding switches, and a whirring sound filled the room. "This one makes beads in the shaft go round and round, and they feel soooo good." Alex half closed her eyes and ground her hips, miming the effect of the toy within her love hole. While still in an apparent trance state, she slid the other switch up, and an insistent buzzing was added to the noise. "And this makes a little extra bit vibrate on my clit – even if the shaft is buried in me. And ohhhh sirrrrrrrrrr," Alex almost purred, "I cum almost immediately when I use that, and I can cum lots as well." Had she been on her own, Alex would have loved nothing more now than to ram that plastic inside her and switch everything on. In front of Richard, though, that was a step too far. Richard looked over at her. "I am appalled. That was the most shameless, wanton display I have ever seen. You make a King's cross prostitute look like a nun. Wriggling your body like a cheap lap-dancer while showing off your playthings." Alex tried hard to look repentant- hard as it was with two throbbing nipples, a gushing cunt and a master using the most wonderful language about her. When she was feeling like this she knew she was a cum puppy, a sex toy, open and available for any man who could see into her. And her teacher did, and he knew how to use that knowledge for both their pleasure. "In fact, I think spanking is too good for you." Alex looked surprised – so where was the punishment? "I think you should lie back on that bed and show me just how you use those plastic cocks. But before you get too excited – if you cum before I allow you too, I'll use my belt on you." Oh my God, this was worse, and better, than Alex had feared. Never before had she done anything so obscene, so dirty as to put on a sex show for a man. But to have to hold back her climax, when she just knew that it was only minutes away? She longed for her release, but more she longed to please this man who understood her deepest needs to well. Richard stood up and pushed her back onto the bed, her discarded toys lying next to her. He arranged her legs so that they were apart, her knees up in the air. The juices from her sex seeped down her bum crack, trickling over her sensitized anus. She felt so exposed, so open, so displayed. How could he not take her now? He handed her the smaller dildo. "Right, I want you to lick this and put it in your mouth as if it were my prick. When it is properly wet, use it on your cunt. I want to see you slide it in deep and do it as if it were for real." At first Alex was hesitant and nervous. This still felt odd and artificial. But as she slid the slim shaft in and out of her lips, and watched the intent way Richard was observing her, she felt her attitude change. In her mind, images of their love making began to inspire her. She felt again his manhood in her mouth, and so her lips worked harder on the toy – mimicking the glorious way it had felt. When she slipped it from her wet lips, and stoked it down her body to nestle at her slit, she could have whimpered at the tension she felt. This was him, poised to enter her, to take her, to possess her completely. With a groan she pushed the shaft into herself, wishing that she had the larger toy to stretch her like he did. Her hips pushed up, and locking her eyes on his, she began to slowly fuck herself with the dildo. Richard picked up the larger vibrator and handed it to her. "Your mouth looks empty; I suggest you fill it with this." His words struck her like a whip, exciting her. Yes, he was right; she still wasn't slutty enough, not enough to get him inside her. She opened her mouth wide and slid in the purple cock, taking it in as far as she physically could. She made moaning noises, partly muffled by the toy lodged in her mouth, and she began to fuck her mouth with the same intensity as her hand down below. She was now whimpering for real, urgently needing permission to cum. His watching her as she performed these lewd acts in front of him were pushing her over the edge. She was barely holding on. But then Richard did something that lost her the battle. He leant down and switched on the slim vibrator in her flooding pussy. She stopped all her movements, frantically trying to hold the vibrations away from her clit. It was no good, her eyes widened, and despite all her panting and clenching, the orgasm was ripped from her. She wailed as her hands gave in and she started frantically using the vibrator to prolong the wonderful spasms. She was lost in the intensity of the sensations, riding the crest like a Malibu surfer. As she came too, she heard Richard's voice. "You naughty, dirty little girl. You came without my permission. You came even though I had warned you that you would be punished." She looked up at Richard, and saw him shaking his head in disgust. He was right, and she knew it wouldn't help protesting that he was the one who had turned on the vibrator. He had told her not to cum, and she knew what the consequences would be. "Fortunately, I am feeling generous today. I told you that I would use my belt on your behind if you came without my permission." Alex mutely nodded her head in agreement. "Well, as you have already been spanked once today, I have an alternative. Would you like to hear it?" "Yes please sir." "Rather than bending over and receiving ten hits of my belt, you can beg me to fuck your tight arse." Alex stared up at him, conflicting emotions swirling through her. She knew about anal sex, and that some guys were eager to use her behind, but she also had heard from her friends how painful and humiliating it could be. On the other hand, one or two others had told her how dirty and exciting it was – one had even confessed (having sworn her to secrecy), that she had even cum that way – on all fours, her boyfriend's prick lodged in her rectum. But it couldn't hurt as much as the belt would, surely. And deep down she knew she wanted to give Richard something precious, her last virginity, in return for his wonderful teaching. Richard watched her, wondering what her choice would be, wondering if she would even use the amber or red safe words. Alex made up her mind. If anyone knew how to help her enjoy having a cock in her back door, it was this man. And anyway, she sensed he wouldn't have suggested it unless he thought her ready. And somehow, the thought of begging for it made it easier, dirtier, and more appropriate. "I am sorry for cumming sir, it was very naughty of me." Alex gulped, and then continued. "Please don't use the belt sir. Please fuck my arse sir. Please sir, push your cock up my bottom and use me like the dirty slut I am." As she spoke, the words just came out, and inside she started to relax, having committed herself to this step. "As you asked so nicely, I will fuck your arse. And as you did ask so nicely, I will be as gentle as I can." Alex smiled shyly back, nervous at the next step, but trusting him. Richard lifted her from the bed, and as he had done the night before, he stood her in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror. "Bend forward, and push your bottom out. I am going to use some lubrication to make it easier for you." Alex dutifully complied with this command, and pushed her bum out for his use. Richard went over to the bedside table and picked up a tube of KY jelly. As she waited, naked, positioned to have her anal virginity taken, Alex wondered at the path that had led her here. That first tutorial when he had spanked her bottom and then fucked her over the table. Last night when he had spanked her again, used his mouth to bring her off, and then gently entering her while she was tied spread eagled on her back. Finally, only this morning, he had suspended her from a tree branch and spanked her so hard it had taken her breath away, but not so hard that she couldn't cum from his fingers shoved in her crack. She had so enjoyed learning to deep throat him after that. And now this, punished for cumming while giving him a sex show – and the punishment was his cock filling her bowels. Her pussy wept in sympathy, or was that envy, and her juices trickled down her thigh. Richard squirted some of the lubricant onto his fingers. "This will seem very cold." He gently warned her. Despite the warning, she still jumped as she felt the coldness. Carefully massaging and probing, Richard worked the jelly around and into the tight muscle ring. Several times he used more liquid, all the time seeking to relax the entrance and provide enough lubrication to ease himself slowly into her. At first, he used the tip of one finger, gradually increasing the pressure. As her sphincter opened up, he used two, slowly pushing them in and out, and twisting them round. All the time, he was careful to do nothing too fast, or in any way to make Alex tighten up or become nervous. This first time was very important, and would color her future experiences. As he worked his two fingers in deeper, he became aware that Alex was starting to become properly aroused by his attentions. Her gasps become moans, her hips started to push back. He used his other hand to gently rub her pussy, and was rewarded with a whimper of pleasure, her back arching down, pushing her hips against both sets of invading fingers. "yessss," she breathed, "God yessssssss" Eventually, Richard felt that it was time to stop using his fingers, and use his cock instead. She was ready for him, her body now eager for his use of it, and he could sense her rising need to be fucked – whatever hole he used. He rubbed a dollop of the jelly on his cock head, just to make sure, and then placed the crimson mushroom at the now glistening entrance. It looked so small against his prick, and he felt himself harden even more at the prospect of this beauty enjoying this obscene act, and his cumming into her bowels. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed himself against the tiny hole. She braced herself back, and quietly encouraged him on. Educating Alex Ch. 04 "Oh yes sir, push yourself into my bum. Don't stop, please sir." At first, only his cock head seemed to give way to the pressure, flattening itself out against the anal ring. But then, the resistance stopped. Her bum hole surrendered to the invading pole, and with a sudden jerk the head was lodged tight inside gates. Despite the preparation, there was still some pain, like stubbing her toe. Yet there had been pain too when she had lost her other virginity. They paused while her passage accommodated itself to his size. She started to move first, slowly wriggling her hips to ease him in further. Her movements encouraged him to also push as well, and between them they worked his shaft all the way in. At last, his pubic hairs were tickling her bum crease. She felt full, so full, but with that came some very pleasant tingling sensations. Only the stretching really helped her know which hole he was in. Richard was in less doubt. The base of his shaft was being grasped by a silken rubber ring. The head was in a deep hot place, not quite like a mouth or pussy, but enough to cause him to half close his eyes in ecstasy. Of course, when he looked down, he could see her perfect arse, and her ring stretched around him, clutching him as if never to let him go. Without moving his prick, Richard lifted Alex's upper body until she was resting her head on his chest. He fondled her breasts, tweaking her nipples while kissing her soft neck. Alex reached one arm up to stroke his head and murmured to him. "Please don't stop. Please fuck my arse. It feels so good; full and strange, but so good. Fuck my arse and use me like the slut slave I am for you. Fill me with your cum, fill me please." Richard needed no further encouragement. He pulled back an inch, then pushed in. She gave a low moan of pleasure. Again he pulled out and pushed back in. Gradually he increased the speed of his thrusts, opening her up to being fucked properly. As he moved more, he also increased his speed. He never hammered in, but his strokes had some force, and Alex gurgled with pleasure at his use of her. She fell back forward onto the dressing table – pushing her bottom back to him, submitting to him completely, her head thrashing from side to side as her own orgasm rose in her. Richard commanded her, feeling his own climax not long to arrive. "Use your fingers slut. Rub your juicy cunt. I want you ready to cum when I fill your arse with my seed." When Alex added her frigging to the sensations already inflaming her, her keening rose a notch. She was now at a fever pitch, once again desperate for her Master's release, for his permission to spend herself around his wonderful prick buried in her behind. Richard placed his hands on her rounded hips, and gripped her tightly. He was now using his full length, and each driving thrust in her velvet rectum was a taste of heaven. Almost with regret, Richard felt the familiar tensioning that signaled his own climax. He gave one last thrust, and with wordless groans and cries, shot his cum deep into his slave. She was so tight it was painful, but the knowledge of how he was using her more than compensated for it. Alex felt the pulsing fluid force its way past her ring, and the knowledge that he was spurting into her was like a detonator to her own orgasm. Her fingers rubbed, her hips jerked, and she cried out in triumph and joy. This was so good, it was wonderful, and she rode her pleasure up into the sky. Later that evening, after they had gently washed each other, they lay curled up on the sofa together. She leaned back against him. "Was I a good girl today, then sir? Was I a good pupil? Richard kissed the top of her head, amazed at her ability to make even the simplest of questions seem erotic. "Yes my darling, very good indeed. I couldn't want for a finer pupil." Alex purred with contentment, happy to have found her home at last.