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The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 01

By: RoughWriter



She really was a seductive young thing. Her family had moved in a few months ago. A nice family really, but she seemed to always be alone. The father traveled a lot and the mother had some sort of social calendar that kept her busy all of the time. Annie was often in the backyard and occasionally she would flirt with me. She was starving for attention as she didn't seem to get much at home. But there was something more about her. I wasn't sure ... it was just a feeling.

I could not help but watch her. She was sunbathing in her parent's backyard next to the pool. I was trimming the shrubs and bushes in my backyard. She kept glancing my way ... to see if I was watching her. I definitely was, but she couldn't tell. I was wearing my sunglasses and hard at work. 

And then I stopped, turned to her and said, "Annie, did you put some sunscreen on?"

"No," she said.

"I think you need to put some on. You'll burn if you stay out here much longer."

She sighed, "You sound just like my parents."

"Really? Did they warn you about not using sunscreen?" I asked.

She stopped and thought a moment .... and then turned towards the house to get some sunscreen.

"Yeah," I said under my breath. "I didn't think so."

When she returned, she sat down and started applying the sunscreen to her body. She was back to playing that game of seeing if I was watching. I was, of course. But again, I wasn't letting her know that I was watching. I had this twitch of guilt in my stomach. She couldn't have been more than 18. And I was having very erotic thoughts about her. She voice snapped me out of my daydreams.

"Sam? Would you please put some sunscreen on my back?" She was flirting again. 

I smiled. "Sure."

I walked thru the fence gate on my side and then through the gate on her side and approached her. She smiled that seductive smile I had seen before and rolled over on her stomach. I sat down next to her and applied the lotion to her young skin. I was trying to think about anything else but what I had been thinking earlier. If I wasn't careful, I would have a noticeable erection. 

And then I smiled and said, "Sit up so I can put some on your face."

She turned back and looked at me with surprise on her face. She did as she was told. I smiled again. She definitely obeyed commands when she wanted to. Gently, I applied some to her face, carefully. I watched her face. I couldn't be sure what all was going through her mind, but her face told me some of the story. She enjoyed the intimacy she was getting. Applying the sunscreen on her back was flirting, or maybe even lust ... on both of our parts. But applying the sunscreen to her face was intimate. And I don't think she was used to it.

I finished and said, "Ok. Much better. But don't stay out too long."

"Yes, Sam."

She was still a little stunned. I got up and walked away.

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I liked that she was willing to call me by my first name. I hated being called Mr. I was sure I was older than her father, but I couldn't help myself. I had a desire for her I could not explain. I had been a Dom for many years. And I had several relationships with submissive women. But they didn't seem to last long. Annie, on the other hand, gave off this feeling of wanting to please people, specifically men. She may not have even realized that she might be submissive. The thought of molding her into a submissive slave was very appealing. I could train her without having to battle old and bad habits. 

A week earlier, I had asked if she was willing to walk my dog once a day for $10 each day. She happily agreed. She didn't really need the money. Her parents had everything that she might want. But Maggie and I gave her attention. She seemed to love Maggie. And Maggie took to anyone who was willing to walk her. And I was sure she liked my attention. 

When the door bell rang, I knew it was her to pick up Maggie. She smiled when I opened the door. "Hello Annie."

"Hello Sam." And then she spoke to my dog in that special voice she would only give to Maggie. "Hello Maggie! Ready to walk? Walk?"

Maggie was wagging her tail happily. She loved Annie and was more than ready to walk.

I knew she was home alone again. By the time she returned, it would be lunch time. Yes, I had this desire for her, but I also worried about her. "Do you have anything planned for lunch?"

She was a little surprised. "I'll find something in the kitchen."

"I'm going to MacDonalds for a burger. You are welcome to come."

She smiled shyly and said, "Ok. Sure."

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As I drove us to MacDonalds, I had an idea. I wanted to see just how willing she was to obey my commands. I was already thinking of my requests as commands. She had no idea. We walked into MacDonalds and ordered our food. She was polite and thanked me when we got our food.

"Let's go sit over here," I said.

She stopped and whispered, "But that is the children's area."

"Yes it is. We're going to sit there. Come on."

She followed quietly. She was blushing, but she didn't question me and sat down across the table from me. Very good, I thought. And then something interesting happened. Some girls her age walked in and saw her there. It appeared they knew her and they giggled. Annie turned completely red and squirmed in her seat. But she did not complain or get up to move. She continued with her meal.

As we drove home, she was a bit quiet. She was still embarrassed, but not about what I thought. When we got back to my driveway, she thanked me again and quickly got out of the car and ran home. I thought to myself, I had pushed her a bit too far. I felt disappointed in myself. And then I noticed the car seat was a little wet. I ran my fingers along the seat. Oh my god! Did she really? She did! It was cum. She had an orgasm. I saw a perfect opportunity.

I called her a few minutes later. "Annie? Could you please come over? We need to talk about something." 

"You want to talk now?" she asked.

"Yes, it is important."

She was back at my house a few minutes later. She had changed clothes and I had to suppress a smile. I ushered her into the living room and we sat down. 

"I think you have something to tell me, Annie."

She blushed again and said nothing.

"Annie?"

And then she blurted it out almost in once sentence. "That has never happened to me before. I was so embarrassed when those girls walked in. I felt so humiliated because we were sitting in the children's area like a little kid. They knew me and laughed at me ... and all of a sudden, I was cumming. I have no idea why that would happen to me. You must think I'm a freak." And then she started to cry.

I got up and sat down next to her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "Annie, I don't think you are a freak. And I am not angry that you left a stain on my car seat."

"Oh my god! I left a stain on your car seat?" She turned beet red once again.

"Humiliation seems to get you off." I paused. "Get off my of couch, Annie."

She quickly stood up, face red, tears running down her face. I pulled her into my lap and held her. She continued to cry and buried her face in my chest. I kissed the top of her head and said in a soothing voice, "It's ok, Annie."

She finally stopped crying and looked at me. "Aren't you worried about me staining your pants?"

"Nope." And then I slide my hand between her thighs. She had shorts on and I slowly rubbed her cunt through her pants.

"Sam! What are you doing?" But she made no move to stop me.

I ignored her question and said, "Unzip your shorts for me."

She paused, but I could feel her heart race with her closeness to me. And then she did as she was told. I slid my hand inside of her shorts and gently massaged her cunt. Her body squirmed again. She pressed her face into my chest again. I slid a finger inside of her and she grunted. I slowly fucked her with my finger. Her hips started to rock for me. I then used my thumb to massage her clit. 

She moaned quietly. "Sam ....."

I kissed the top of her head again. My fingers did not stop. Her hips moved even more. She moved her face into my neck and wrapped her arms around my neck. I felt her breathing quicken against my skin. She was close. She was moaning with pleasure. And then without warning, her body jerked and she climaxed. My hand was wet as I slowed and finally withdrew.

I held her for a few minutes before she pulled back and looked into my eyes. "You've wanted me to touch you like that for some time," I said. It wasn't a question.

Her voice was almost a whisper. "Yes."

"I want you to come back tomorrow. We have more to talk about." 

"Yes, Sam."

Training had started.

The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 02



I didn't sleep well. I could only think of holding Annie when she climaxed. I was anxious. What was she thinking? Was she repulsed by me now? Would she act like nothing happened? Or would she want more? I had my answer the next morning when she rang my door bell. I had forgotten it was time for Maggie's walk. But Maggie didn't forget. She knew who was at the door.

I opened the door and suppressed my emotions. I now knew what she had been thinking since I saw her last. Annie was standing there, dressed in a very short skirt. I was sure anyone could see her panties if she bent over ... if she was wearing any. She had a top on that was low cut. Her breasts were perky, but small, but she had enough to show cleavage. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were already hard and protruding against her top. And the make up ... good lord!

"If I wanted you to dress like a slut, I would have told you to do so," I said quietly. Her mouth opened and she couldn't say anything. "Go home and change. And for God sakes, wash that make-up off. You look like a cheap whore."

She was stunned, but she said nothing and turned around and went back home. Maggie, of course, was confused.

Annie returned looking more presentable, with more reasonable make-up. She was blushing a bit and would not look me in the eye. She mumbled that she was ready to take Maggie for a walk. And Maggie was certainly ready.

When they returned, I invited Annie into the living room. I knew she had no idea what to expect. 

"You've never been with a man sexually before, have you?" I said.

"Not really. I've kissed a few boys, but they were stupid," she replied.

I laughed and smiled at her. "So no one has ever touched you the way I did yesterday." It was a statement and not a question.

"No," she blushed. 

"Did you enjoy it?"

She looked at me and replied almost immediately. "Oh my God, yes! I'm sorry if I disappointed you with how I was dressed. I thought you might like that. And I thought ...," she hesitated.

"You thought what?" I said.

She looked at the floor and said, "I thought we might have sex."

"What did you think yesterday was?" I asked. She looked a bit puzzled, so I continued. "What we did was a form of sex. There are many ways to pleasure each other. You had an orgasm while I fucked you with my fingers."

She blinked at my use of words. She wasn't expecting me to be so blunt and to talk so openly. She was struggling to find a comfort level with this conversation.

"What you were expecting was that I would take you into my bed and fuck you ... have sexual intercourse with you. But there are many ways to have sex."

She was blushing again. "So you don't want to fuck me?" She struggled to say the words.

My eyes had never left hers since we started talking, but they locked in on her when I answered. "Annie, I do want to make love to you .... in many ways. I like you and I care about you. I want to teach you how to serve and please a man and I want you to experience the pleasure in many forms. You have much to learn and we are going to take this one step at a time. That is ... if you want me to teach you these things."

She was not blushing anymore. No, not now ... now she had a look of desire. "Yes, Sam. Please teach me."

Ok, I thought. She is ready for her next lesson .... and another blunt question. "Do you masturbate?"

Her eyes got wide and she turned red again. She spoke quietly. "Yes."

"What do you think about when you masturbate?"

She looked at the floor. "You."

I kept my face frozen, but I was stunned. She thought of me? "How old are you, Annie?"

She looked up at me again, "18 ... I just turned 18 in June."

"I'm 55, Annie. I'm older than your dad. Are you sure you want to do this?"

I saw the desire in her face again, "Yes, I do."

"Ok, but you must always be honest with me. If there is anything, anything at all, that makes you uncomfortable, you have to tell me."

"I will. I promise," she said.

"Come sit next to me," I said. She rose from her chair and came to me at the couch and sat down. "Yesterday, I used my fingers to make you cum. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

She smiled and nodded her head.

"Good. Today, you are going to use your hands to make me cum. You are going to stroke my cock until I cum. I'm going to show you how."

She listened intently, as if this was the most important lesson she had ever received.

"Go into the bathroom. You'll find some baby oil. Bring it back with you," I commanded.

"Yes, Sam," she said. And she got up and went into the bathroom. She returned with the baby oil and sat down next to me again.

"Kneel before me and unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans."

She did as she was told, eagerly.

"Now take my cock out and hold it in your hand."

She did so again, completely focused on my hardening cock. She looked up at me. "You are already getting hard."

"Of course. Who do you think I think of when I masturbate."

She blushed again, but this time with a wide smile.

"Pour a little baby oil in your hands and then wrap one hand around my cock again."

She was following my instructions perfectly.

"Ok. Begin stroking up and down. Slowly at first."

As she started to stroke, it suddenly occurred to me whether I could control my body and my voice to give her this lesson. Her small hand felt exquisite stroking my cock.

"The secret to any sort of sex is to focus on your partner. You have to let my body speak to you. You have to listen to the sounds I make. And of course, you have to feel my cock as it hardens and as it throbs. You want to react to my body, but you also want my body react to you. We will feed off of each other. And as you see, hear, and feel my arousal increase, then you stroke faster."

Holy shit! How did I get that all out? She was driving me wild. I bit my lip and moaned. She looked into my eyes and smiled ... and stroked a little faster. I moaned again. How I managed to speak again, I don't know. "You can use your other hand to caress and squeeze my balls. But don't squeeze too hard."

She slid her other hand underneath my balls and fondled them. Christ, I was going to cum soon. How did this girl bring me so close to my climax so soon? I moaned loudly and she stroked even faster. She watched my eyes. She licked her lips as she watched the expressions in my face ... a mixture of what looked like pain and pure pleasure. And then without warning, I climaxed. I cried out loudly and my cum spurted out all over her hand and wrist ... and a few drops on her chin. It caught her by surprise. But once again, the look in her face was desire.

"Mmmmmmm ... very good Annie. My god! You can slow down, but don't stop. You must drain the cum from my cock."

She slowed her stroking down, but continued to fondle my balls. And then she leaned up and kissed my lips. What I saw in her face was no longer desire ... but something else ... puppy love? She looked into my eyes and slowed down to a stop, but continued to hold my softening cock in her hand. 

"Go back into the bathroom and clean yourself up. Then bring pack some tissues to clean me up." She started to rise and I held her arm for a moment. "And Annie ... thank you. You did very very well for your first lesson."

She smiled widely and almost skipped into the bathroom. She washed her hands and then noticed the drops of cum on her chin. She wiped the cum away with her finger and was about to wash her finger off and then stopped. She looked at her face in the mirror and then back at the cum on her finger .... and slid her finger into her mouth and sucked the cum off. It had a salty and almost a sweet taste. She smiled as she looked at her face in the mirror. And then she grabbed some tissues and returned to the living room. 

She knelt back down in front of me and gently cleaned my cock off. She would look up at me and smile. She finished cleaning me and then I tucked my cock back into my pants and zipped back up.

"Did you enjoy that, Annie?"

"Yes, I did ... very much. I'm ... ummm ... I'm wet from it. I am really turned on by making you cum."

"Very good. I am pleased to hear that. We will take this one step at a time. But there are a few rules that we need to put in place."

"Rules?" she asked.

"Yes, rules," I replied. You've already heard my first two rules. You must always be honest with me. You must tell me if you are uncomfortable with anything we do. I want you to trust me completely. I will never do anything that you don't want me to."

She was still kneeling in front of me, her eyes locked on mine. God. The desire I had for her ... if she only knew. But it was not yet time to tell her.

"Ok," she said. "What other rules do I need to know about?"

"You must obey my commands. You must do as I say if you wish to learn more." She was nodding her head. "You will become my submissive. I will become your Master."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that when you are ready, and if you are willing, you will give yourself to me. Everything you do will be focused on serving and pleasing me. I, on the other hand, will teach you, guide you, care for you, and protect you."

She laid her head on my thigh and said, "Yes, Sam ... I mean Master."

I smiled. "One last thing. I will no longer call you Annie. Your name will be Faith ... because I have faith in you and your ability to do this."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 03



The phone woke me from my sleep. I hated phone calls at night. They never brought good news. I looked at the clock and it was only 11 PM.

"Hello?" The tone of my voice was unmistakable. I did not sound happy.

I heard a frightened voice on the other end. "Master? I'm home alone. May I please come over? I get very scared when it storms like this."

It was only then that I realized what the weather was like. I almost started to chuckle. I often sleep through anything. 

"Where are your parents?"

"They left for the weekend. I hate being alone like this."

"Alright Faith. But come through the backyard. We don't need out neighbors keeping tabs on your visits to my house in the middle of the night."

In fact, I was thinking more and more about that. I needed to have Faith arrive at my house more discreetly .... except when she arrived to walk Maggie of course. I got up out of bed and put a robe on. My first thought was that this might be interesting. My second thought caused me to groan ... I was not going to get a wink of sleep tonight. By the time I got to the patio door, she was already there. She wasn't kidding. It was coming down in sheets and the thunder and lightening were spectacular. I never understood how some people were scared of a good storm. I was fascinated by them. 

I opened the door to let her in. She had a short robe around her, but it was soaked. She was soaked. I took my robe off and wrapped it around her. "Come on. Let's get you into the bathroom and get you dry and warm." She couldn't move. She simply stared. "What? You haven't seen a naked man before?" And then I laughed, "No. I suppose you haven't."

I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. She was shivering. I set her on the floor of the bathroom. "Get out of your clothes, I said. I was pulling out some towels to dry her off. Within seconds, she was standing naked next to me. At first, she tried to use her hands to cover herself. But she looked at my naked body again and thought better of it. I chuckled again. I wrapped the towel around her and began drying her body. I handed her another towel for her to dry her hair. I was on my knees gently caressing her body with the towel. Trying not to be too rough with the towel, I was also admiring her young body. And then I shook my thoughts from my head to concentrate on caring for her.

"I ought to spank your bare ass. You woke me from a pleasant sleep," I teased.

She blushed and giggled. And then she paused. "You were sleeping through this?"

I laughed. "I sleep through almost anything, Faith. Now come with me. You can use the guest bedroom."

The disappointment on her face was clear. "Can't I sleep with you? I hate being alone in thunder and lightening."

"I'll be in the next room." I promised. Her disappointment was more than I could bear. I shook my head and mumbled, "Oh yeah, I am a real stern Dom alright."

"What?" she said.

"Come on," I said. You can join me. But Maggie will not be pleased you booted her out of her spot. And in my bed, you sleep naked. Period."

I saw her seductive little smile. She was so easy to read. "Sleeping in my bed naked does not mean sex. It means sleeping in my bed naked. Clear?"

"Yes Master." Still disappointed, but disappointed in something very different.

As she crawled into bed, I smacked her cute little bottom and she giggled again. I grinned and slid into bed next to her. I kept thinking 'I'm an idiot ... I'm an idiot'. How was I going to sleep with her next to me. Hell ... how was I going to get through the night without my cock getting hard.

Maggie protested a little bit about having to move, but she was happy to see Faith. She stepped to the foot of the bed and laid down again. I was turning off the light and she settled. Faith seemed to also be settled and I laid back with my eyes wide open. The house was quiet inside, but the storm was roaring outside ... and then a very bright light, followed by very loud thunder. Faith's body was suddenly hugging me. She really was scared. This was not an act. Her face was buried against my upper ribs. I wrapped an arm around her and held her. I whispered to her, "It's ok, Faith. You are with me now and I will not let anything happen to you. I will watch over you and protect you. I will hold you to make you feel safe. And you will be safe because I am here with you." 

Her body began to relax, but she was not going to let go. And I was going to hold her for the rest of the night. I felt her little cunt ride just above my hip .... while I tried for dear life to think of something other than her sweet little naked body beside me.

We were fucking wildly. I was on top of her, her legs wrapped around my legs. We were both moaning and groaning in pleasure. We were both very close to cumming .... Oh for Christ sake! A dream? My god. It was so real. Faith was sleeping peacefully cuddled into my body. And I was wide awake again, with a throbbing erection. I gently slid out of bed, trying not to disturb her. I heard a quiet whimper, but nothing more. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I sat down and masturbated ... with her in my mind. It didn't take long.

I returned to bed, feeling more relaxed. I gently slid between the sheets just as I had gotten out of bed. It was as if her body was awake, but her mind was asleep. She moved right back under my arm, her head against my chest. I held her close and tried to go back to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she had that look on her face we all do when we sleep somewhere strange. And then she looked up into my eyes and smiled and kissed my cheek. "How long have you been awake, watching me?" she asked.

"For quite some time."

"Didn't you sleep?"

"A little," I said.

"I thought you slept through everything."

"I lied," I said. "I don't sleep well when a sexy young woman is sleeping next to my body."

She blushed, but then looked into my eyes and said with all seriousness. "I feel safe here with you. I really slept peacefully. But I do remember a dream ... bits of it anyway. I was in trouble, but you were there to take care of me."

I smiled. "I am here to take care of you."

"Why didn't you want to have sex with me?"

"I didn't say I didn't want to have sex with you. But you were here because you were frightened. I wanted to make you feel safe and protected. That was all that was important to me."

"My parents are gone tonight too. Can I stay again tonight?"

"Do you want to stay because you feel safer here? Or do you want to stay because we might not sleep much?"

She giggled. "Both."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 04



Faith tapped on the patio door and then let herself in. She had already walked Maggie and then went back home. Our agreement was that she would always return to my house through the backyard. She would change clothes too. She walked Maggie, dressed in something comfortable for walking. She usually wore shorts and a tank top, with running shoes. When she returned to my house, she was dressed in a short skirt, but not too short, and a tank top with no bra. She was required to wear panties, but they were becoming more sexy and she knew that I liked them. She wore flip flops on her feet, but once in a while, would wear heels.

When she came into the living room, I took her hand and escorted her into the bedroom. "I have some new lessons to share with you today."

She smiled brightly because she was pretty sure what that meant. She figured that one of us or both of us would be cumming.

"Remove all of your clothes for me, Faith."

She blushed a little, said "Yes, Master," quietly, and then got undressed.

Standing before me naked, not trying to hide her body, I could see she was growing more comfortable with me seeing her naked. And I truly did enjoy looking at her body. Her small breasts, but hard nipples, belonging to a slender body, were beautiful. Most men wanted big tits on a woman. I simple loved breasts, no matter the size. Well, that wasn't quite true. I wasn't turned on by extremely large breasts. When I looked at Faith's breasts, I believed her breasts would always be perfect.

My eyes moved down her body. She has the cutest ass and lovely legs. Sooner or later, those legs would be wrapped around my waist, but not today. Lastly, her cunt ... a virgin cunt as well. She had a little strip of hair, but not much. While I didn't mind the hair, I knew we would be getting rid of that in the near future. But I also knew that I had to be careful with her. Yes, she was a virgin. But fucking a virgin is not something that I absolutely had to have. I knew that, initially, it would be painful for her. I was more interested in getting past that. I wanted her to feel the pleasure of a cock deep inside of her, from many different positions. 

I smiled at her and told her, "You are quite beautiful, Faith."

She smiled. "Thank you, Master." She pause, "What is it you have planned for today."

"You are going to suck my cock. And I am going to try to teach you to do it well. Many women can give oral sex, but not all of them are that good at it."

She licked her lips. Good sign. She was not afraid, but was actually looking forward to it. I got undressed while letting her watch. My cock was already hard. I couldn't help it. I had a weakness for her. I wanted her. My thoughts were interrupted by realizing that she was staring at my cock. I slid back onto the bed.

"Come onto the bed with me, Faith." She did as she was told. "Now remember what we have talked about. You need to watch and feel my body's reactions. Try to always watch my eyes. Looking into a man's eyes as she socks his cock is very very arousing. You will have a certain amount of control. Your mouth will sense things that your hand could not when you stroked my cock."

She listened to every word, with all seriousness.

"You want to begin by teasing a bit. Licking my cock before you place it in your mouth. This will sound silly, but treat my cock like a popsicle. Lick it. Let your tongue move over every inch of it." She began to lick my cock as I was talking. I stifled a moan. This was going to be even harder that when she gave me the hand job. How the hell was I going to keep talking? "Good girl. Christ yes. Just like that."

Her eyes were locked on mine. I could almost make out a smile. She knew what this was doing to me. Her tongue slide up and down my shaft. And then she used the tip of her tongue to lick the pre-cum that was beginning to build up. My cock was twitching and she knew she was pressing all of the right buttons. 

"Once you believe the timing is right, start to suck on the head of my cock, but just the head at first. This is more teasing before you take all of my cock into your mouth."

Her mouth opened up and she moved her head up slightly to suck on the head of my cock. I stifled another groan. I was lying back, resting on my elbows. I wanted to make sure my eyes never left hers. She was laying between my legs. So far, her hands were resting beneath her body. She was gradually sucking the head of my cock harder and it was making my legs twitch a bit.

"When you slide your lips down the shaft, do it slowly at first. I think you can tell what this is doing to me and I'm going to get to a point where I won't be able to easily speak. But I want to tell you this before then. You can use your hands. You can caress my balls. You may strop sucking and suck on my balls while your other hand strokes my cock. But eventually, you may feel my hands on your head. You will feel me pulling your head down to swallow more of my cock. You will gag. You will need to fight through that, almost as if you are trying to swallow the head of my cock. And then when I cum, swallow my cum."

Good lord, I couldn't believe I managed to say all of that. She didn't stop to listen. She listened, but took more of my cock into her mouth. I watched her lips slide up and down my shaft. Jesus! Where did this girl learn to do this so well. And then she pulled her mouth off of my cock to suck my balls. Her hand went up to stroke my cock as she sucked one and then the other. Then her mouth moved back to my cock and she went down on my cock as deep as she could. She wasn't going to wait for my hand to push her head down. She wanted this, she wanted to give me pleasure. I could not hold back much longer. I reached with one hand and placed it on her head. Her eyes were locked on to mine as I pushed my cock deep into her throat. She gagged, fought it, and gagged again. But she managed to relax her throat as I fucked her mouth. My body was tingling and although I was no longer speaking, I certainly was not quiet. I was groaning loudly. I saw a single tear flow down her cheek, but she continued to let her mouth be fucked. I finally lost all control and climaxed, crying out loudly as my cum shot into her throat. My hand left her head as she sucked and swallowed. I watched her, in amazement. She managed to get all of my cum, except for one small stream that escaped from the side of her mouth. She continued to lick and clean my cock as I tried to lay still .... which was really difficult.

When she finally stopped, she pulled her mouth off of my cock and smiled up at me. "Did I do well, Master?"

Smart ass, I thought. She knew how well she had done. Hell, I was still breathing heavy. "Come up here, you little slut." She did as she was told, with a huge grin on her face. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked.

"So I did do well."

"Faith, no woman has ever done what you just did to me. What you just did was close to perfection." I took my finger and wiped the little bit of cum off her chin and she quickly sucked it from my finger. "So tell me where you learned to do that."

She blushed. "I found a porn site and watched other women do it. I also practiced. I found a drawer of toys," she pointed to the night stand next to the bed, "and I borrowed a dildo you had in there. I practiced because I wanted to do this right. I knew that sooner or later, you would have me suck your cock. I wanted it to be the best cock sucking ever."

I was stunned. She was completely motivated by her need to please me. I found a warm glow come over my entire body ... and it had nothing to do with my just having an orgasm. She moved her body up a bit more to rest her head against my shoulder and whispered, "I love you Master."

Love? Did she truly know what that meant? But I didn't get alot of time to think about what she just said. By moving her body up enough, we found ourselves laying just right so that the shaft of my cock was firmly against her cunt. She was wet. She had begun to rub her cunt up and down my shaft. I could not tell if she was doing this to please me again or if she was doing it for her own pleasure. Damn, it felt good. And my hips began to move with hers. She began to moan quietly.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to look into her eyes again. And I began to kiss her. Not the little pecks we had exchanged up until this point. I was kissing her deeply and passionately. She was moaning into my mouth as my tongue caressed hers. I didn't know if she had ever kissed someone like this ... and I didn't care. I held her body as both of us rocked our hips, my cock rubbing her cunt, harder and faster. My lips were pressed tightly to hers. She finally pushed her tongue back against mine, almost being as aggressive as my tongue was. Her body was trembling in my arms and I knew she was going to cum soon. I was getting close to cumming again too. 

We were still kissing passionately when her body lost control and she climaxed. I could feel it. My cock could feel it. And I lost control and climaxed again, my cum shooting up with force ... and then running down my cock and into the crack of her ass.

We laid there for a while, not saying a word. And then I asked her, "Faith, you say you love me, but do you know what that means?"

"Yes, it means I want you in my life forever. It means I don't want anyone else. It means I can't stop thinking of you and that I need you and that I can't be without you. It means that I want to always be able to please you."

"That's a very good definition Faith." I held her tightly as she rested her head on my shoulder again. "I love you too, my love."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 05



I had not seen Faith in a few days. Her parents had left again, but this time took her along. I missed her. I miss her. And I wanted her. I had never expected myself to fall for her so hard and so quickly. When she came to the door to walk Maggie, it took every ounce of my control to not pull her to me and kiss her. And of course, Maggie had missed her too. I found my mind wandering. I was thinking kinky thoughts .... like me doing the walking, except the collar was around Faith's neck. I smiled wickedly and realized my cock was stirring at the thought. Good lord, I was pathetic. Get a grip, Sam. She'll return in a while. Get it together.

She returned in her usual way, the patio door, clothes changed, smiling as she walked in. I stood my ground in the living room as she approached me. She didn't even slow down. She pressed her body against mine, wrapped her arms around me, and buried her face in my chest. "I missed you. It was painful to be away from," she said quietly.

I walked her to the couch and sat her down next to me. "There will be no lessons today, Faith." I watched her face turn to disappointment. She looked at the floor as I started to speak. "When we were last together, you said you loved me. I said I loved you too. But we need to talk about that for a moment." She was still looking at the floor. "Faith. Look at me." 

She looked up at me. "You are going to tell me you made a mistake saying you loved me. That you didn't mean it." She was close to tears.

"No. That thought never entered my mind. I will admit that when I first brought you into my house, my only thought was what a wonderful submissive I could mold you into. It was a fantasy for me. But my feelings have changed. And it really surprises me. The strongest Dom/sub relationships are the ones built on love. I have always known that, but I have never found such a woman. I have had many submissive women. But the relationships were always based on lust and desire. And none of them lasted."

I paused for a moment and looked into your eyes. "I do desire you and I do have lust for you .... but I have fallen in love with you. And I never expected that. My objective with you has changed. I want you as my submissive, but I also want you in my life for as long as I live. I never want to lose you or give you up. But this also means that you have a choice to make. If you are able to make this commitment, you will give yourself to me. I will love you, I will care for you, I will protect you. This is a choice that you should take time to think about."

She took her hand and touched my face. She was close to tears again, but for the complete opposite reason. "I made my decision to be committed to you when I said I loved you, Master. I told you what love meant when you asked me. I know that I am young, but I know what I want. I know what I feel. And I know that I love you and want to give you my life, my body, my mind, and my soul."

My chest was heaving as I listened to her words. She was no longer the little girl I had lusted from afar. "I said there would be no lessons today. Our lessons have been about lust, desire, and pleasure." I took her hand. "What I want to do today is make love to the woman I love."

She could not hold her tears back anymore. She buried her face in my chest as I held her and I kissed the top of her head. And then I gently pushed her body back from mine. I looked into her eyes as my hands slowly undressed her. Her eyes were locked on mine as she allowed me to remove her tank top. She stood in front of me as I removed her skirt. She bit her lip as my fingers slid into the waist band of her panties and tugged them past her hips and down her legs, helping her step out of them, one foot at a time.

I stood and pulled her body back to me and began to kiss her. She responded by parting her lips slightly. My lips sucked on her lower lip and then her upper lip. She opened her mouth a bit wider and I slid my tongue into her mouth to caress her tongue. As we kissed, I felt her hand slide over the bulge in my jeans. She could feel me growing. I then picked her body up in my arms and carried her to my bed, kissing her as I walked.

I laid her in bed and then undressed. There was no teasing this time. My fingers fumbled with my shirt to get it off. I had my pants off within seconds and got into bed with her. Our eyes had locked on one another since I laid her on the bed. There was none of the usual giggling on her part. I was not smiling as I usually did. I was going to make love to her. I moved over her body and began to kiss her again. She groaned as she felt my body press her into the bed. I pulled back from our kiss, looked into her eyes, and whispered, "I love you."

And then I buried my face in her neck and began to kiss and nibble at her skin. I worked my way to her ear and sucked and bit her ear lobe. She was moaning again and it was music to my ears. I moved back down her neck and over her shoulder. The tip of my tongue slid along the inside of her collar bone and then down to one of her tits. This was the first time I had paid much attention to her tits with my mouth. I was going to take full advantage of it and enjoy it .... and hope she enjoyed it too. My tongue caressed one of her nipples, slowly circling. It was already hard. I sucked it into my mouth, my tongue still caressing it. Gradually, I sucked it harder. I heard her moan again and I responded by biting her nipple. She gasped and wrapped her arms around my head. I sucked and bit it a little harder. When I finally released it, she whimpered. And then I moved to her other nipple which was already quite hard. I sucked it into my mouth and began to chew it immediately.

"Oh God, Sam!" Her arms tightened around my head.

I finally released her nipple. Both nipples were red from my teeth. I looked up at her. Her lower lip was trembling. And then I kissed my way down her body. The trembling in her lip began to flow thru her body. My tongue stopped at her belly button and I dipped the tip of my tongue into her. I heard her breath in and then I felt her squirm. My lips and my tongue continued to move down her lower belly. Her body was shivering at the anticipation of what I was going to do. My cock had moved beyond semi-hard. It was throbbing. 

My lips moved past her cunt without touching it. Her legs were spread for me. I used my hands to push them a little further apart and then I lowered my head to kiss and nibble the inside of her thigh. I started just above the knee. Yeah, ok ... I was definitely teasing now. But I wanted to move slowly and I wanted us to both enjoy this as much as possible. I nibbled, kissed, and licked my way up the inside of her thigh. I stopped and moved to the inside of her other thigh. She whimpered again and her body continued to shiver. I moved up her inner thigh, but this time did not stop at her cunt. My tongue stroked her tight little slit. Her moaning was growing in volume. I sucked on her folds and then licked her cunt lips again. With each stroke of my tongue, I started just above her tight little ass and licked all the way up through to her mound. She could not lay still. 

I moved my hands up to her slit and pulled her cunt open. I inhaled her sexual scent and my moans joined hers. I slid my tongue inside of her and she gasped loudly. Her hands went to my head, slowly wrapping her fingers in my hair, holding my head tightly to her cunt. I slid my tongue inside of her deeply with my lips pressed tightly against her. When I pulled my tongue back out, I began to flick the tip of it along the inside of her cunt lips, slowly moving up to her clit. Her juices were now flowing down my chin. She was soaked.

My fingers gently pulled her little hood back to expose her sensitive clit. The tip of my tongue caressed it. She cried out loudly, "OH SHIT!" I could sense she was close and I was not going to tease her anymore. I sucked her little clit into my mouth and sucked it hard. She could not lie still. Her fingers tightened in my hair and I sucked harder. I shoved her legs over my shoulders and held them tightly, while I sucked even harder. Without warning, she climaxed. She was screaming out in pleasure. Her cum was squirting out into my mouth and down my chin. I was furiously licking her and trying to get each drop of her.

When her climax was finally spent, her body began to relax and I cleaned her cunt with my tongue. She whimpered now and then as I licked her sensitive flesh. I finally pulled back and looked up at her. Her chest was flushed. Her cheeks were flushed. And she was smiling as she looked into my eyes. I moved back up her body to kiss her again and let her taste her own cunt. She eagerly shoved her tongue in my mouth as we kissed deeply again.

"You didn't get to cum yet," she said.

"Did you think we were done?" I said. I reached towards the nightstand next to the bed and collected a condom from the top drawer. Her eyes got wide and she smiled again. "You are a virgin, Faith. This may hurt. If you want me to stop, you must tell me."

She said nothing, but she nodded. I slipped the condom on my cock, which was throbbing still. I knew this would not take me long. I moved over her again, my eyes on hers. This time, I put my weight on my arms and elbows. I was twice her size and I wanted her to be able to breathe. The head of my cock probed her cunt. She was still wet and with the lubrication from the condom, the head slid in easily. I was looking into Faith's eyes. She was looking up at me, her lips parted. I was watching for any signs of discomfort. She was looking for signs of my pleasure. I pushed my cock in a bit deeper, another inch, and then another. She grunted and I saw pain in her face. 

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, please don't stop. I want this. Please fuck me."

I pushed my cock further, slowly. She cried out, but then whispered, "Please, please don't stop."

I pushed in all the way and stopped for a moment. Christ she was tight. I had never fucked a virgin before. I was groaning, not really realizing it. Her body shifted a bit, trying to get used to the feeling of me being in her. Then I withdrew about half way, slowly .... followed by a quick thrust. She cried out again and it was a cry of pain.

"Faith, I have to stop. This is too painful for you."

"Nooooo .... please Master. Please fuck me. It will be alright. Don't hold back."

I withdrew slowly again and then thrust back into her hard. I began a slow, but constant rocking of my hips. My pace gradually got faster. Both of us were moaning. I could feel her squeeze my cock and I was getting close. My balls were beginning to tingle with that all-knowing feeling of a hard climax. I wasn't quite sure when her feeling pain turned into feeling pleasure, but I believe it was close to when I felt her legs wrap around mine and tighten. Her hips were moving in synch with mine. Her eyes never left mine. My eyes never left hers.

I could not control my body anymore. I was slamming into her. She opened her mouth and began to scream. I moved back to her lips and kissed her deeply as she screamed into my mouth. She lost control of her body as she climaxed. Her hips were rocking, rising and falling ... trying to fuck my cock as long as she could. I had never felt anything like it. It pushed me into my own climax and I lost all control. Our bodies moved as one, but wildly, out of control .... and yet in perfect control because we were one.

When our orgasms subsided, I rolled over on my back, pulling her body with me to lie on top of me. We were both flushed. We were both panting. My chest was heaving as I held her in my arms and stroked her hair. I don't know when I started whispering it, but I realized that I was saying over and over, ".... I love you .... I love you .... I love you ...." 

We were both finally able to relax. She had been resting her head on my chest, but now propped herself up to look into my eyes again ... studying my face.

"What are you thinking?" I said.

She smiled that seductive little smile. "I'm thinking of all of the sexual positions you will teach me. I'm thinking about how I want to do this every day. I am thinking that I am very very happy that you own me and that you love me."

I gave her a wicked smile. "We have only started."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 06



I was a little angry. I wasn't upset that she didn't show up to walk Maggie. I was upset, however, that she didn't call me. I was worried. I knew in my head that it was likely she was fine. But in my heart, I was worried. I kept telling myself to calm down. I could not lose control of my emotions when I saw Faith. And what the hell was this? I had never gotten upset like this with other submissive women. I punished them, sure. But I didn't allow myself to get angry. Well, there was that one small difference ... I was completely in love with Faith. And it tore at my heart strings that she didn't call me to tell me something had come up.

When I heard her tap on the back door and walk in, I took a deep breath and counted to ten. And then I stopped counting when I saw her. She was all smiles and excited, although that isn't what caused me to blink when I saw her. She was beautiful. She had makeup on, not overdone. And she was in a beautiful dress. My heart was melting. I heard my inner voice telling me, "Don't be such a wimp. She needs punishing!"

"You look lovely," I said, as unemotionally as I could. "Is there a special occasion?"

"My mom wanted me to dress nicely for my graduation pictures. But I wanted you to see me first. I wanted to show you my dress." She smiled again.

Christ. I hated to have to scold her and remove that smile from her face. And then a thought came to me. This was an opportunity for another lesson. And I smiled. It was even more important that I not be angry. 

"You really do look lovely, Faith." Ok. Here it goes. Be prepared for tears. "I wondered where you were this morning. Maggie missed you."

She had completely forgotten. I could see it in her face. I saw guilt, but more importantly, I saw regret. "I imagine you were involved with whatever your Mother had planned."

She looked at the floor. "Yes, Master. She had me trying on dresses until we decided on this one. I completely forgot." She looked up at me, her lower lip trembling. "I'm so sorry, Master. I should have told Mom that I had to walk Maggie."

"Faith, there will always be times where there are conflicts and other things that get in the way." I hesitated for a moment. "But you should have called. I was worried. Very worried. I thought for sure that you would call me if you could not come over. When you didn't call, ....." I stopped talking.

She ran to me and pressed her face into my chest and began to cry. "I'm so sorry Master." She struggled to speak between sobs. "I never ever want to hurt you. I love you."

"Shhhhh, my love. I know you love me and I know you never meant to hurt me. But you were a little careless. You were thinking of yourself and not of me. That cannot go unpunished."

She looked up at me, just a touch of fear in her eyes. "You are going to punish me?"

"Don't you think I should?"

She hid her eyes in my chest again. "Yes. I deserve it. What is my punishment? What do I need to do to make this right?"

"Take your panties off."

She pulled herself from my chest and looked at me with a puzzled face.

"I didn't ask, Faith. Take your panties off. Now!"

Her eyes widened and she quickly reached under her dress to pull her panties off.

"Now lift your dress and come here." I sat down on the chair. As she approached, I took her arm and pulled her over my knees.

"Master! You're going to spank me?"

Yes. I am. I imagine your parents have never spanked you before, have they."

"No. I have never been spanked."

"Then this will be your first. Grab my ankle with both hands. Do not let go until I tell you." I rubbed her ass gently. She was holding her breath, waiting for the first blow. I slid my fingers down the crack of her ass and began to caress her cunt.

Her body shivered and she gasped. "This is punishment?"

WHACK!

"Owwww! God! That hurt!"

I still had my fingers playing with her cunt, but I was using my other hand to slap her ass.

WHACK!

She started to whimper and started to loosen her hold of my leg.

"Do not let go of my leg! Or I will spank harder!" I felt her grip tighten on my leg. I did not want her tempted to reach behind her and cover her ass with her hands.

I slid my fingers inside her cunt and slowly fucked her. She whimpered again, but this time in pleasure .... and then again ....

WHACK!

"Why are you spanking me and fingering me at the same time? I don't understand." She was crying, but not sobbing as before.

"This is another lesson, Faith. You feel pain and pleasure at the same time. I want you to learn about pain and feel it for what it is. I want you to feel pleasure from it. Spanking is a big turn on for many women. But more importantly, you need to experience both pain and pleasure at the same time."

WHACK!

Faith continued to whimper. My fingers were pumping in and out of her. She was quite wet by now. And her ass was turning red. She quietly moaned as my fingers continued to do their work.

WHACK!

"Oh god! I can't believe I'm going to cum." She moaned again and her body squirmed. 

Oh shit! I was getting hard. And I was sure she could feel it.

WHACK!

My arm was pumping as my fingers fucked her. She started to cry out and then screamed as she climaxed. My fingers did not slow down. I kept fucking her as the waves of pleasure ran through her body. I finally started to slow down as her orgasm subsided.

"You may let go of my leg now." It took her a few seconds, but she finally let go. I helped her back to her feet. Her face was flushed, but there was also a look of wonder in her eyes. She didn't quite know what had happened. She started to reach for her panties and I stopped her. "Leave them here. You will go and have your pictures taken. But you will do so with your cum leaking out of your cunt onto your thighs."

She looked at me in surprise and then with some embarrassment as she realized what she would have to do to conceal her cum.

"Now go. We will talk later."

She turned to go and I stopped her. "And Faith, I will always love you."

She smiled and walked out the door.

Weeks later, she gave me a 5 x 7 of her picture. I chuckled when I first saw it. She had that seductive little smile of hers. She told me that she had to cum afterwards, that the humiliation was powerful. I still have that picture. It is one of my favorites.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 07



We had not been doing many lessons for the past week or so. Well, I guess you could consider them lessons if you wanted to. We had been fucking alot. I introduced Faith to several positions that I enjoyed. She was definitely eager to learn. I think she loved fucking even more than I did. Her skills in cock sucking were getting even better, which I thought was almost impossible. Christ, she was good. The way she made me feel when she sucked my cock, the way she looked into my eyes. And since that first time, she always got every bit of my cum. There was never any cum dribbling down her chin and there was never any cum left on my cock. She took pride in that. She loved sucking cock. And I never complained. Joking aside, she always seemed to always make me cum hard, whether it was from sucking my cock or fucking her tight little cunt. 

At the moment, she was lying on top of me after a very loud session of fucking. My chest was heaving and beads of sweat were on my forehead. Faith was panting, her head lying on my chest. I smiled and began to stroke my fingers through her hair. As much as she loved to fuck, she loved cuddling afterwards. She loved being held and she loved how my fingers gently caressed her.

"I'm curious, my love ... which position do you like the most?" I was supressing a grin. I really was curious what she thought.

Without hesitation, she said, "All of them."

I laughed out loud. "All of them?"

She lifted her head and the look on her face was serious, but her eyes were dancing. "I love when you face me and are on top of me because I think of us as lovers. I love it when you are on your back and I am straddling you and riding your cock because my only thought is to please your lust for me. And I love when you fuck me from behind because it makes me feel even more submissive .... and I think you get deeper inside of me too."

I was impressed. "That is a very perceptive and intelligent response."

"My parents don't seem to think all that much of my intelligence."

"Your parents are idiots." I growled the words. It angered me that they didn't see how special Faith was. But I didn't want to dwell on that. I hugged her tightly with my arms. "I love you Faith."

She smiled and rested her head on my chest again. "I love you too Master."

"I have a new lesson for you." I was smiling. She lifted her head and looked into my eyes. I saw that seductive look in her eyes again. "This is an important lesson. This lesson will not take place until tomorrow, but I am telling you now because I want you to be mentally and emotionally prepared."

She looked at me questioning. "I don't understand."

"I have a female friend. You are going to make her cum. You are going to eat her cunt."

Her eyes got wide. "But why? I don't want to be with anyone else. I only want to be with you. And I certainly don't want to be with a woman. I bet she's an old woman too." She was beginning to pout.

"Why? I'll tell you why. Because you must learn to serve and please others. Whether they are male or female makes no difference. I want you to learn to please whoever you are with .... and whoever I ask you to be with. And as for Sara, yes, she is older. Younger than I am, but quite beautiful. She is a Domme."

"What's a Domme?"

I smiled. "A Domme is a female dominant. She is like me but a woman."

"Have you ever fucked her?" The look on her face was of curiosity and not jealousy.

"Yes, I have ... although I tend to think of it as us fucking each other."

"Did you enjoy fucking her?"

"Are you a little jealous?" I still didn't see any jealousy in her eyes.

"No. But if she was a great lover, than I want to know what I have to do to be as good as she was."

I was speechless for the moment. God I loved her. "It was not what I would call love making. It was lust and desire and it was quite awesome ... but only twice. After that, it felt like a battle in bed. We were both trying to dominate each other. We quickly realized it would never work out and we parted ways. But we are still very good friends. So this is very important to me that you please her."

For the first time, I saw anxiety in her face. "Master, I don't know what to do. I don't know how to eat cunt."

"Yes, you do my love. Each time I have eaten you, you have loved it. Your climaxes have been powerful. Remember what I did and use those memories. Think about what you enjoy and what pleases you. Use those thoughts and memories and embellish them."

I kissed her softly before she left. She was still nervous, but she also had a determined look on her face. I figured she would probably lie awake all night thinking about what she was going to do the next day. I felt a little guilty for making her anxious. But she had to know ahead of time. Not telling her until Sara showed up was unacceptable and would have likely been a disaster.

The next day, after Maggie's walk, Faith returned, knocking on the back patio door and walking in. She looked nervous, but she was looking around the living room to see this mysterious friend of mine.

"Sarah is in the bedroom, waiting. Just be yourself. Think of it as pleasing me and you will be fine. And don't worry, I will be there with you, watching."

She bit her lip and followed me into the bedroom. When she saw Sara, she didn't know quite what to say. She had believed I had exaggerated a little about her beauty. But I wasn't exaggerating. Sara was extremely attractive. She could have any man she wanted. She could probably have any woman she wanted. But she was selective, picky. She was at least 40, but she looked 30. She worked out daily and was proud of her body. Her tits were tremendous and I was sure she made the men drool at her gym. Faith held back a bit. I think she felt a bit intimidated. I whispered encouragement to her.

"Come here Faith." Sara's voice drew Faith closer. "You don't have to be afraid. I bite, but not too hard." She laughed at her own joke. Faith smiled, but I think the joke didn't really set her mind at ease. "Undress for me slave." Faith did not hesitate. She heard the command and obeyed. Sara smiled and looked at me. "Sam, she is lovely." She looked back at Faith and lifted her hand to Faith's face and caressed her cheek. I watched carefully. I specifically told Sara not to strike her or hurt her. We had not gotten to those lessons yet. "You are quite beautiful, slave."

"You are too, Ma'am. You are as my Master said."

Sara smiled. "You may address me as Mistress."

Faith smiled and said, "Yes, Mistress."

Sara turned around. "Please help me undress."

Faith reached for the zipper on the back of Sara's dress and slid it down all the way. From the back, Faith could see that Sara's lingerie was black and lacey. She helped Sara slide the dress over her shoulders and then Sara let the dress fall to the floor around her heels. She moved the dress aside with her foot and turned around to face Faith. Then she reached behind her to unhook her bra, which was almost see-thru, and removed it. Faith bit her lower lip as she stared at Sara's tits. She was a bit envious. They must have been a D cup. And they were so firm.

Sara watched her and smiled. "You want to touch them, don't you. I did take the bra off for a reason, slave."

Faith looked up quickly and started to blush. "Yes," she stammered.

"I want you to do more than touch them."

Faith reached for Sara's tits and leaned forward to lick her skin. With the tip of her tongue, she circled one of Sara's nipples. I watched with fascination and sat down in the chair in the corner of the bedroom. My cock was beginning to get stiff. Sara ran her fingers through Faith's hair. When Faith slid her tongue over the nipple, Sara closed her eyes and smiled. And when Faith gently sucked the nipple into her mouth, Sara moaned quietly.

I knew from our experience together, Sara's nipples were extremely sensitive. I had heard of women who would climax simply by having their nipples sucked, but I had never met such a woman .... until Sara.

Faith started to suck harder as she was really getting it. Her hands came up Sara's side and she held her close as she made the nipple harden. I watched Sara's face, her eyes still closed, biting her lip. There was nothing more erotic than the face of a woman cross from pain to pleasure and back again. And it was even more erotic to watch my slave providing this pleasure.

When Faith began to bite and suck the nipple at the same time, Sara moaned again. "Oh, Christ." she whispered.

That only encouraged Faith more. She sucked harder, bit the nipple a little harder. Faith would not have noticed it, but one of Sara's knees bent and her foot came up off of the floor an inch or so. She was going to cum. Silently, I was cheering for Faith ... don't stop my love, make her cum. Sara continued to run her fingers through Faith's hair, but then stopped .... and held Faith's head against her. "Yessss! Don't stop slave."

Faith was almost smiling inside. There was no way she would stop. Not now. She could sense Sara was going to cum. Her own cunt was wet too. She wasn't sure if it was because she was making this erotic woman cum, if it was because she was sucking her magnificent tits, or both. And then Sara cried out loudly. She was cumming. Faith sucked harder still. The nipple was very swollen in her mouth. She could feel her head being held tightly. When Sara's body calmed down, then Faith began to suck more gently and then finally released her.

Sara took Faith's face in her hands and looked into her eyes. "That was very nice Faith. Now let's see if you can give me an earth-shattering climax by eating my cunt."

"Yes Mistress." Faith lowered to her knees, but kept her eyes focused on Sara's. Sara was wearing a black lacey thong and black thigh high stockings. Faith suddenly by impulse began sucking on Sara's cunt lips, through the sheer thong. 

It caught Sara off guard. "Oh fuck!"

Faith sucked and then released her. She looked up at Sara's face, smiled at the look she saw. And then sucked on her cunt lips again, through Sara's thong. As she sucked, her fingers slid inside the waist band of the thong and pulled them down past her hips and down her legs. She pulled her face away long enough to pull them down. And then she began to suck again. She tasted and inhaled. She could smell Sara's sweet scent. She could taste her juices. She had been curious about the taste and the smell ever since she knew she would get to do this to another woman. Her own cunt was soaked. She never imagined herself getting horny, much less enjoying, eating a woman's cunt.

Faith moved her hands up behind Sara's legs to her ass and held her. She pulled Sara's body tightly to her face as she slid her tongue inside of Sara's cunt. I watched with a smile forming on my lips. She was driving Sara wild. I watched Sara's face. The sight of what my little slut was doing to her was making my cock throb. I quietly shifted in my chair to get more comfortable. My cock growing inside of my pants was resticted by the way I was sitting. And yet I tried to move only slightly. I didn't want to disturb the two women. 

Sara moved her hands to Faith's head and held her there. Faith continued to explore the inside of Sara's cunt. Then she slid her hands from Sara's ass and moved them near her lips and pulled Sara's cunt open. She licked her with quick movements of her tongue. Sara was physcially unable to stop her moaning. Despite the fact that she was a Domme, Faith had Sara under her control completely. 

When Faith began to suck her sensitive clit, it was clear Sara could not last much longer. The back of Sara's heels were no longer touching the carpet. Faith was forcing Sara up on her toes. She sucked harder and harder as Sara began to cry out. Faith could feel Sara's body tremble. She knew Sara was close. She would not let up. And then quite suddenly, Sara screamed and climaxed. Faith's face had been wet before, but the amount of cum that squirted caught her off guard. She moved her hands back to hold Sara's ass as she licked and sucked and swallowed every drop she could get. Sara could not stop moaning. 

Faith continued to clean Sara, but more gently now. Sara had loosened her hands from holding Faith's head so tightly. Her body was still trembling when Faith finally stopped. As Faith stood up, she felt Sara might stumble and she reached out to steady Sara. She reached out to hold Sara. Sara regained her balance as she looked in Faith's eyes ... and then kissed her deeply.

Sara finally regained her poise and looked at me. I had a huge smile on my face. "You lied to me, Sam."

"I lied? How did I lie to you?"

"You said she had never done this before." Sara's voice was not angry, it was more of a tease.

Before I could respond, Faith suddenly spoke up, "It was my first time, Mistress. I have never been with a woman before."

Sara looked into Faith's eyes and believed what she was hearing. But her body kept saying that Faith was something special. "I want her, Sam."

I laughed. "You can't have her."

"Well I certainly hope that you are not too greedy and are willing to share her."

I simply smiled.

Sara looked at Faith again. "Such a worthy slave should be rewarded." She reached to feel Faith's cunt. "You enjoyed that. You are soaked."

"I did enjoy it Mistress." Faith bit her lip and looked at me. "And I hope Master is willing to share me again with you."

Sara laughed out loud. And then she noticed my thobbing cock and a wicked smile came over her face. "I know how I will reward you slave." She walked over to her bag and pulled out a strap on harness and a dildo. The dildo was normal size and looked like it would not hurt Faith. Faith's eyes widened and then she looked at me for approval. "Don't look at him for approval, slave. But you should notice the bulge in his jeans. He enjoyed watching us."

Faith giggled as she looked. I chuckled and made no attempt to hide my erection.

"You will show your appreciation to him, slave. Go and suck his cock. Make him cum. And I will reward you by fucking you at the same time."

Faith's eyes got wide again. "Oh god." Despite being told not to, she looked to me for approval again. I nodded my head. I should have known. Sara knew that she and I would never likely fuck, but this was her way of dominating me. And she was going to enjoy every second. 

Faith walked to me and bent over to unzip and unbuckle my jeans. She spread her legs for Sara. It was obvious she wanted this to happen. I could smell her scent. Her cunt was soaked. She pulled my cock out and began to lick it. As she licked the pre-cum off of the head of my cock, Sara put the harness on. She approached Faith quietly. I was beginning to wonder if Faith could do this. Would she lose control? Christ! I didn't want my cock bitten off. But I would not back out of this now. And I trusted Faith. I had faith in her.

She began sucking the head of my cock and I could not hold back the moan from my lips. Just at that moment, Sara began to rub the head of the dildo against Faith's cunt. Faith moaned, with the head of my cock still in her mouth. Fuck! I was going to feel every penetration of Faith's cunt. Faith slowly went down on my cock, her lips sliding down my shaft. I moaned again as her hand reached to gently squeeze my balls. Sara then penetrated her fully. Not a hard thrust, but a gentle push into Faith's cunt. Faith moaned again and it felt incredible. 

My hands were gripping the arms of the chair. My knuckles were white. I groaned loudly. I looked up at Sara who was looking at me with a wicked smile. She blew me a kiss and then begain fucking Faith. Faith's hand moved away from my balls. It was probably good that she did. Both of her hands moved to hold on to my hips and I could feel her finger nails dig into my skin. She moaned again and it caused me to moan. I felt my hips slightly rising and falling in the chair, trying to push my cock deeper into Faith's mouth. She sensed it and knew what I wanted. She went down deep on my cock and tried to swallow the head. She knew how I loved that. She fought back the gagging and continued to try and swallow.

Sara started fucking Faith a little faster. She didn't want to fuck too hard, but certainly faster. She kept a steady rythym so as to not cause Faith's body and head to rock too much. And it allowed Faith to continue sucking my cock. I felt Faith's fingers dig in deeper. She was close to cumming. And so was I. Every time she moaned, it made me moan. And she was moaning constantly.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled out.

Sara spoke out. "Cum for us Sam. Cum for Faith and I."

I looked up at Sara. Her face was no longer filled with the wicked grin. No. Now it was passion. She stared into my face and saw the look of pleasure in my face and continued her steady fucking of Faith. I could not hold back. I cried out loudly as I climaxed. Faith continued sucking my cock harder. And then she climaxed. But she did not lose control. She kept fucking my cock with her mouth, swallowing my cum. She meant to get every drop.

Sara finally pulled out of Faith. Faith went to her knees as she pulled back from my cock. I looked into her eyes. What I saw made my heart melt. I saw bliss. I saw happiness. I also saw a very exhausted slave. She laid her head on my thigh. My cock inches from her face. I began to stroke her hair gently.

Sara smiled as she observed us both. "I envy you both. And I love you both." 

I smiled at Sara. My chest was still heaving a little. Sara had the harness off and was quietly getting dressed. "Remember what I said, Sam. Don't be greedy." She walked over and ran her fingers through Faith's hair. "Thank you Faith. That was an experience I will not likely forget. You made me cum like no one has done in years. We will see each other again." She winked at me and then turned to leave.

"Bye Sara. And I promise not to be too greedy." I saw Faith smile as if to approve of my willingness to share her.

"Come up into my lap, my love." We were alone now. Faith crawled up into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I am very proud of you Faith. Sara is not just a friend, she is very very close. You not only impressed her, but you made her want more. That has not happened to her in a long time. I love you."

Faith smiled. She looked as if she might fall asleep. I lifted her from my lap as I stood and carried her to my bed. I tucked her in and kissed her. I could not have been happier.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 08



Chapter 8 - Fucking Up

Faith was a bit nervous, but I continued to reassure her that there was nothing to worry about. This evening was my monthly poker night. Four of my friends would be showing up within minutes. We had been playing for years. The stakes were never high, but we enjoyed the time together. It was my turn to host. The snacks and sandwiches were ready and the beer was cold and ready to serve. Faith would be serving us. I had asked her to dress a little sluttier than usual. I knew the guys would love her. And quite honestly, I figured it would be humorous if they paid more attention to her than the poker game.

"Do you really think your friends will like me?"

"Faith, you have nothing to worry about. They will love you." I smiled as I looked at her. She was wearing a very short black skirt, black nylons, and black heels. She was wearing a white top, a blouse that had lace in it. She was not wearing a bra underneath. She showed me her black lacey thong underneath her skirt to make sure I approved of everything she was wearing. And I did approve. Then I wondered if I would be able to pay attention to the poker game. I wanted to fuck her, game be damned. Her makeup was not heavy ... it was just about right. I smiled again. "You are quite beautiful."

She smiled and blushed. And then her expression changed back to anxiety when the doorbell rang. She wanted so badly to please me, which meant she wanted to impress my friends. I wasn't worried. 

She ran off to answer the door. She returned with Frank and Bill. "Hey guys. I see you met Faith."

"Yes, we did," said Frank. "I see we will have a very pretty hostess."

Bill said nothing and simply stared at Faith, with what looked like lust. "Bill! The game is over here!"

"Yeah. Gotcha." But he didn't take his eyes off of Faith. Faith gave him her patented seductive look.

"Would you gentlemen like a beer?" asked Faith.

Frank said, "Sure. Thanks."

Bill simply nodded his head.

"Bill, you're not just undressing her with your eyes, you're fucking her too. Ease up on the poor girl." I was grinning.

Frank laughed out loud and Bill finally took his eyes from Faith with a sheepish look.

Faith went to get the beers. The door bell rang again and I went to answer it. I returned with Tom and Sean. There were greetings between everyone, laughing and joking. And then Tom and Sean went quiet when Faith returned with beers. She set the beers in front of Frank and Bill, with a quiet "Sir".

"This is Faith. She will be our hostess tonight. Faith would you get Tom and Sean a beer?" 

"Of course, Sam." I had asked her not to address me as Master. They were my friends, but they didn't know all of the details of my life.

While she was away, Sean spoke up. "Ok Sam. Where did you find that fine young thing?"

"Faith is my next door neighbor." I said.

"You lucky bastard." Bill still had lust in his head.

"She seems awfully young," said Tom.

I smiled and said, "Ok. Enough about Faith. We're here to play poker."

We each cut the deck to see who dealt. Tom won and began to shuffle the cards. He didn't even hesitate. "High Chicago with one eyed jacks wild."

I rolled my eyes. 

"Jesus Christ, Tom," said Bill. "Why don't we just play Old Maid."

We all laughed as Tom dealt the cards. 

Faith returned with the beers for Tom and Sean. Damn she was good with men. She knew just how to look, just how to smile at each of them. She made each of them feel as if he was the only one that mattered in the room. I was proud of her. I knew she had nothing to worry about.

"Would anyone like a sandwich or some chips?" asked Faith.

Frank spoke up quickly. "Absolutely!'

We laughed again. Frank definitely loved to eat and wasn't shy about it. Even Faith giggled at his enthusiasm. She headed for the kitchen as we continued Tom's little kid's poker game.

We continued to play for the next hour or so. Sean was winning, which I felt good about. I had won the last time we played, so I didn't want to be the winner tonight. The ante was only $1, so we weren't talking about big money. But always having one winner or one loser didn't make for harmony in this group.

Bill pushed back from the table. "Deal me out. The beer is going right through me."

"Don't take too long," said Sean. "I want more of your money."

I looked at Faith. "Could you get me another beer?"

She smiled. "Coming up."

We continued to play. I won a hand for a change and pulled the winnings back to my little pile. It was Tom's turn to deal again. When I realized he was about to call something wild again, I simply groaned. Tom dealt the cards and we anted up. We were through our second round of wagers when I recognized that Faith had not returned. Neither had Bill. Frank won the hand and I pushed back from the table. "Deal me out."

I walked into the kitchen. Faith was no where to be seen. I walked into the hallway. The bathroom door was open and was dark. Bill was nowhere to be found either.And then I heard a groan. My jaw tightened as I walked to the bedroom door and opened it. Faith was on her knees, sucking Bill's cock. Bill was moaning with pleasure. My hands became fists, my knuckles turned white. 

"What the fuck??!!" I growled.

Bill opened his eyes and looked at me. Faith pulled back from Bill and looked at me, not understanding. God I was angry. She had never seen me like this. And then she realized that this kind of service was not what I had intended for my friends. She turned red and her eyes began to tear. 

Bill looked at me with his stupid sheepish grin. "Sorry, Sam. I couldn't help myself. You need to share this sweet little slut."

I walked towards the two of them as Bill tucked his cock back into his pants. "Your timing kind of sucks, though. I was about to cum."

"Get the fuck away from her, you fuck!" I was struggling to control myself. I was visibly shaking.

Bill now saw how angry I was. "What? You are all upset because of this little whore?"

I lost it. It was like I was outside of my body and watching all three of us in the room. My fist tightened. Before Bill even realized it, I was driving my fist into his jaw. He went down hard. "Get the fuck out of my house!" I said quietly. 

"Jesus Christ, Sam!" Bill was holding his jaw. "You're going to let her get in the way of our friendship?"

"We are no longer friends, Now get out or I swear to god, you'll have to be carried out."

Bill got up and walked out of the bedroom, but backwards, facing me. He couldn't be sure I wouldn't hit him again. 

I turned to look at Faith. "Stay here." Faith was close to crying. Her lower lip was trembling.

I walked out of the bedroom, following Bill. He said nothing to the rest of the guys and headed for the door. Tom, Sean, and Frank looked up. "Bill? Where are you going?" said Frank. But Bill said nothing and left. 

"Game's over guys," I said. "Please leave."

"What happened?" said Tom.

"Please. Just go."

They all got up and left. I stood at the door, staring at it after it was closed. I don't know how long I stood there. I was angry with myself. I didn't explain my expectations to Faith. And I lost control. God damn it! I hate losing control. I was a kid the last time I struck someone like that. What the fuck was wrong with me?

And then the picture of how I had left Faith came to my mind. I turned and walked to the bedroom. She was still on her knees where I had first found her. She was sobbing. The guilt I felt hit me in waves. I kneeled in front of her and pulled her to my body, holding her tightly.

She continued to sob into my chest. "Oh god, Master! I am so sorry." Her words were muffled between sobs against my chest.

Oh my god! She thinks this is her fault! Oh god! The guilt I felt suddenly felt heavier. "Faith. This was not your fault. This was my fault."

"No! I'm a whore. I'm a slut. I thought I should serve and pleasure your friends. And I looked forward to it. Oh god, I am such a whore!" She started to cry even harder.

"No Faith." My eyes were filling with tears."I fucked up. I was not clear about what I expected. I was so caught up in showing you off that I forgot about the position I might be putting you in. Bill is such a fucking manwhore. I should have seen that coming. Please, please forgive me my love." I was crying by now. My body was shaking. We stayed kneeling on the floor, holding each other, both of us crying.

I picked her body up in my arms and carried her to the bathroom. I put her down and then turned to fill the bathtub. I turned back to her and slowly undressed her. I didn't really understand completely why a bath was the right thing to do. All I could think of was to wash the filth of Bill from her. She was naked in front of me. Her eyes were red from crying and she was still sniffling. I helped her step into the tub and helped her sit down. 

And then I began to undress, dropping my clothes to the floor and leaving them where they fell. I stepped into the tub behind her and sat down. I pulled her body into my chest, her back pressing into me. I began to bathe her. And I began to whisper to her. "I failed you as your Master, Faith. I hope that you will be able to forgive me over time. I will never ever place you in a position like that again. And the reason I won't is because you will always be my first thought." I started to cry again, quietly. 

Faith could feel my chest heave and turned sideways to look up into my eyes. "I will always be yours, Sam. I love you. Oh my god, I love you. You are human. But I could never blame you. Of course I forgive you ... because I cannot imagine any other feeling. I cannot imagine being without you."

She turned fully to face me and began to kiss me. She began to stroke my cock with her right hand as she held my cheek with her left. We kissed each other softly. My cock was hardening in her hand. She then straddled me and mounted my cock. I felt myself penetrating her and I groaned ... my cheeks still wet with my tears. She wrapped her arms around my neck as we kissed. She was fucking my cock. I wrapped my arms around her. This was slow and gentle love making. This was two people making love. This was two people who loved each other more than themselves.

I was moaning in pleasure. She pulled back from my lips and moved to my ear. She whispered over and over. "I love you .... I am yours."

And then she whispered with urgency, "Cum with me, my love."

I felt my body begin to lose control. She was also losing control. We fucked each other with more urgency. We moved as if our bodies were one. She screamed out and I lost control. I felt her climax and I was shooting my cum deep inside of her cunt. She continued to ride me until I was drained. And then she laid her head on my chest. "I don't think I could live without you Sam."

I kissed the top of her head. "I would have no reason to live if you were gone, Faith. I love you. I have never loved anyone like I love you."

I held her body as she cuddled tightly to me. I finally started to rise. We both stood and I stepped out of the tub. I helped her out and the grabbed a towel and dried her body. I kissed her body as I dried her. She then took a towel and did the same for me. She nibbled on my body as she toweled me down. When we were dry, I picked her up again and carried her to the bedroom, kissing her as I carried her. 

I laid her in bed and slid in next to her. We didn't fuck all night. But we never slept because we made love multiple times.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 09



Ch. 9 - Humiliation

There were no lessons for over a week. But there was plenty of sex. Sometimes it was love making. It was sweet, gentle, but it always built up into a fury and the climaxes were huge. Other times, it was raw lust ... any position and every position. We fucked as if we would never get another chance. But I knew it was time to resume our lessons. This next one was a bit tricky. 

Ever since Faith climaxed in my car after being embarrassed at MacDonald's, I had wanted to explore humiliation a bit more. She didn't understand it, but I was ready to help her see what she might be missing. It also gave me an opportunity to introduce something else.

Faith walked in as she usually did, through the patio door. She had changed since walking Maggie. I loved the sight of her in a skirt. I loved her legs. But I bit the inside of my lip to keep from smiling. I could not show emotion. I could use sarcasm, but not anything else.

"Hello, Master."

"Hello slut", I responded. It caught her a little bit off guard. I had certainly used that word before, but not in over a week.

She regained her composure quickly and slid her hand over my arm. "Are you going to take me into your bedroom?" She was being coy.

"I have something else in mind. Get out of your clothes." She hesitated, looking for some sign of what I might want. "What? I asked you to get out of your clothes. You'd fuck anything with a dick. Why hesitate now?"

Her cheeks burned and she looked at the floor as she started to undress. I sat and watched her as she removed all of her clothing. Her blush was spreading.

When she was naked, she stood in front of me, still looking at the floor. "Get on your hands and knees. I have a new toy I wish to use with you."

She looked up at me with some hope in her face and then got on her hands and knees. I got up from my chair and removed some baby oil and a small butt plug from the desk drawer. I slowly walked around her. I knelt behind her and spoke quietly. "This is going to feel a bit funny, so hold still."

"Yes Master."

I poured a few drops of baby oil down between her ass cheeks. With my forefinger, I began to probe her tight little ass. She gasped as she felt me there. This was new and it made her body shiver. I poured a little more baby oil and gently fingered her cunt and then probed her ass again. The first knuckle disappeared inside her ass and I heard her grunt and then groan quietly. I poured just a bit more oil down her crack and then took the butt plug and slowly turned it between her cheeks to oil it up. Faith was having a hard time being still.

"Do you enjoy this feeling, slut? Of course you do. You'd love a cock inside of you right now ... any cock would do."

I could see the blush return on her neck. I gently probed her ass with the butt plug. I took my time as I slowly slid it in ... barely an inch and then pulling it back. I took my time. I'm not sure if she knew what I would eventually do, but I finally got to the point when there could have been no doubt in her mind. I slowly pushed the plug into her ass. I heard her grunt again and I felt resistance until it popped in and stayed there. She groaned again and I watched her squeeze her cheeks as her ass shivered.

I used my thumb to press it and she groaned again. She pushed her ass back at me. "Yep, just like the slut you are. You want more. You want to be fucked. You'd be satisfied with a dildo as long as you could fuck yourself." She groaned loudly again and I could see her cunt glisten. She was wet. But was she wet from my words or was she wet from the feeling of the butt plug?

"Turn over slut. Lay down on your back."

She did as she was told.

"Your cunt is wet. You're thinking about getting cock."

She had no response.

"Aren't you?" My voice was slightly louder.

"Yes Master, I am." She was whimpering and her body was quivering.

"You would have liked to suck every cock last week at the poker game."

That hit a nerve. Her face went completely red. She truly did want to give each of us a blow job.

"You can't hide anything from me, you little whore. I don't blame you for what happened. But I know full well you wanted it and you enjoyed what you got."

"Oh god!" She cried out.

"Well you aren't getting cock tonight, so you might as well masturbate."

She hesitated. She could not look at me.

"I said masturbate, whore."

When she started rubbing her clit, it was easy to see how turned on she was. She moaned and rubbed harder. My cock had grown hard. I was as turned as she was. It hadn't been my intention to get turned on, but I couldn't help it. And then I realized I had the perfect opportunity to finish her off.

I unbuckled and unzipped my jeans. I pulled my cock out and started stroking it. She still could not look me in the eye. Her face was flush from the humiliation, but also from the eroticism of it all. She was completely focused on my cock. As she watched me, it turned me on even more and I knew I would not take long. But I bit my lip to keep from groaning in my pleasure. It was a struggle to get out the word "whore!"

And then I lost it. I climaxed. My cum spurted out over her body. She had cum on her breasts and her face. It caught her completely by surprise. She was wide-eyed, but it was more than she could handle. She screamed as she released. Her entire body shook. I spurted out a bit more and it landed in her hair.

"Oh my God!" she cried. Her hand was rubbing her clit harder. She was still cumming. Her body was shaking. Her chest and her tits were flushed. She couldn't stop and she screamed again when she climaxed quickly a second time. And then just as quickly, she stopped. She lay there panting.

I tucked my cock back into my pants. And then she finally looked up into my eyes. "Very good my love. Very very good. The humiliation really turns you on."

I helped her up and then carried her into the bathroom. I sat her down and started a bath. I turned back to her. "Turn over Faith and get on all fours."

I think she thought I might fuck her after all. But I simply pulled the butt plug out of her ass. I then helped her up again and had her step into the tub. I kneeled beside the tub and gently bathed her and washed all of the cum away.

When her bath was done, she got up and stepped out. I dried her body. I caressed her gently, lovingly. I didn't say a word to her. I simply looked into her eyes. And she saw my love for her. When she was dry, I lifted her chin with my fingers to look into her eyes. "You loved the humiliation."

"Yes, I did. It felt strange at first ... the way you talked to me. But my cunt simply got wetter."

I smiled and kissed her forehead. "Get back on your hands and knees."

She smiled. "You bathed me and you are going to fuck me now?"

"No. Now do as I say."

She pouted a bit, but followed my orders. I pulled out the baby oil again and lubricated her tight little asshole again. She gasped and her ass quivered as she felt my finger. Then I slid the butt plug back in. I pressed on it a few times and she whimpered.

Then I helped her to her feet. "You may get dressed now Faith. But you will leave that butt plug in until you return tomorrow. I want you to feel it for the next 24 hours. I want you to think of me, even if your parents are around. When you sit down, you will feel it even more. I want you to think of it as my cock in your tight little ass."

She looked up at me as her eyes got wide again. But she did not protest. She simply said, "Yes, my love. And I will patiently wait until the time when it is your cock in my ass and not this butt plug."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 10



Ch 10 - A Night Out

I found it interesting that Faith was so turned on by humiliation. It was unexpected but pleasureable. It gave me some new ideas about her lessons and our mutual pleasures. I had an idea for this evening, but I wasn't yet sure how far I would push it. Tonight required some caution because we would both be out in public. I had a dinner event this evening. It was mostly venders, suppliers, and contractors who worked for the same technical company that I was a consultant for. I don't usually go to these events. They are an appreciation type of event for those of us that were not direct employees. But since I would never know anyone at these things, I usually chose not to attend. 

And I had not planned on attending tonight. But I got to thinking that this might be a good opportunity for Faith and I to enjoy a night out. I had instructed her how she should dress. I didn't want her to look like a whore or a slut, but I wanted her to look a little older. It was also a semi-formal dinner. I was dressed in a black suit, white shirt, and red tie. I wanted her to look like she belonged on my arm.

When she arrived at the patio door and let herself in, I stopped breathing when I saw her. She was stunning. She was wearing a black dress. It hung to her calves, but it had a slit up one side to her thigh. She was wearing sheer black thigh highs and black heels. The dress was not too low cut, but showed enough to make it sexy. It was held up by spaghetti straps that crossed on her back, the back being about 4 inches lower than the front. Her makeup was perfect and not overdone. Her lips were red with the lipstick she was wearing. Her hair was up, leaving the back of her neck bare.

"Faith .... you are beautiful!" And she was.

She blushed. "Thank you Sam. I am a little nervous. I want to make sure I look my best for you."

"You look perfect, my love. Shall we go?" I offered my arm and we walked to the garage where I helped her into my car and then got in on the driver's side and we took off.

I forced myself to keep my eyes on the road. The slit on her dress revealed her legs and it was difficult not to stare at them. She noticed me struggling not to look and she smiled to herself. When we arrived, I pulled into a spot to park and turned the car off. I sat for a few moments and then I looked at her. 

"I love you Faith."

She smiled and said, "I love you too, Sam."

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course."

"Remove your panties for me. Give them to me."

Faith's mouth opened, but no words came out. Her cheeks got a bit red. And then she slid her dress up a bit to remove her panties. She slid the panties down her legs (and this time, I did not struggle to keep my eyes off of her legs) and over her heels. She handed them to me and I folded them up and put them into my suit coat pocket. I got out of the car as she smoothed her dress down. I opened her door and offered my hand to her. She took my hand as she looked into my eyes and got out of the car. She took my arm as we walked from the parking lot to the hotel where the event was being held.

She whispered to me, "I was damp when we left the house. Now I'm wet without my panties. Whatever you have in mind, I do trust you because I love you."

I smiled and looked at her and then leaned towards her to kiss below her ear. 

We walked into the ballroom. We had arrived fashionably late as this was the social hour. I did not want either of us drinking much. I got us each a glass of wine and then escorted my lovely slave around the room. We didn't really stop to talk to anyone. I didn't know many people. But eyes were on us ... or rather they were on Faith. I was proud of her. Her appearance was perfect. I had only given her a few instructions about how I wanted her to look. She had made the rest of the decisions on her own, including the dress. I had given her my credit card to go and pick something out that she had decided on. Her decisions had been flawless.

I was playing this by ear because of not being familiar with the layout of this hotel and this ballroom. But I had seen enough to know what I wanted to do. And it was making my cock hard. I took Faith's glass and set it on a tray along with my own wine glass. I took her to the coat room. The weather was warm, so there was no need for anyone to use the coat room. It was deserted. 

I whispered into Faith's ear. "My cock is aching to have your lips wrapped around it."

She smiled and knelt in front of me. She unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. "Mmmmmmm. Master, your cock is already hard. Is someone horny?"

"Suck my cock, slut."

She looked up at me as her tongue began to bathe the head of my cock. She slid her tongue down the underside of my shaft and then licked back up to the head. With the tip of her tongue, she licked the pre-cum from the small slit at the top of the head of my cock. I was trying not to groan. But when her hand slid inside my pants to squeeze my balls, I could not keep quiet .... and a moan escaped the back of my throat. I watched her eyes. I knew she was enjoying this as much as I was. She loved sucking my cock. She began to suck the head and slowly increased the pressure of her sucking. I bit my lip. And then I watched her red lips slide down the shaft of my cock. I felt the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. It literally made my body lift onto my toes. She always could do that to me. Then with both hands, she held my ass while she fucked my cock with her mouth.

I had to stop her from making me cum. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and I saw the pout on her lips. "Stand up slut. I'm going to fuck your cunt."

Her pout turned into a grin. I slid one hand into the slit of her dress to hold her naked ass. I slid my other hand so that both hands her holding her tight little ass. I backed her into the wall and then lifter her body up as my body pressed into hers against the wall. The head of my cock probed her cunt. She was soaked. I pushed slightly and my cock penetrated her cunt. I started to fuck her, bouncing her lower back and her ass against the wall of the coat room. She lifted her legs to wrap them around my waist and started to moan.

I knew she would not fuck quietly. So I pulled her panties from my coat pocket and stuffed them into her mouth. I continued to fuck her as her cunt squeezed my cock. I buried my face against her neck because I knew I would not be able to keep quiet unless I could bite and suck on her neck. I heard her muffled moans through the panties. I felt her legs tighten around my waist and I heard her try to speak. I pulled my head back to look into her eyes. It was easy to interpret what her eyes told me. "Fuck me harder!"

I was losing control. I was slamming into her over and over. The sound of her ass hitting the wall was getting louder. Anyone walking by would have heard us. They would have heard the banging against the wall and as they got closer to the coat room, they would also hear us moaning. My efforts to muffle our moans was helping, but not as much as I thought it would. And I was getting louder because I was close to cumming. I heard her scream through her panties as she climaxed. I could not hold back anymore. My cock exploded with cum. It was an extremely hard climax. I could not stop fucking her until she had drained my cock of my cum. 

When I finally stopped, I continued to hold her body against the wall. I pulled her panties from her mouth. Both of us were panting. I finally slid out of her and let her down as her feet came to the floor. She didn't need to ask. She didn't need to be told. She knelt again and began licking my cock. Her eyes looked up at me as she got every drop of cum she could. She sucked my cock for any cum that had not spurted into her cunt. When she was done, I helped her to her feet again. We both quickly straightened our clothing. I was putting my cock back in my pants as she tugged her thigh highs back up in place and smoothed her dress down.

I smiled at her and offered her my arm again. We walked back into the ballroom. If anyone had walked by the coat room, if anyone had heard or seen us, we were unaware of it. We got another glass of wine and sat down to wait for dinner to be served.

I leaned over to whisper into her ear. "I have a confession to make Faith."

She looked back at me, with a questioning look.

"That was the first time that I have done anything like that in public." 

Faith smiled. "I hope we do it again and soon, my love." And then I slid my hand between her thighs and rubbed her cunt with two of my fingers. She reached for my hand and brought my fingers to her mouth and sucked the cum from them. It made me bite my lip again. We went home after dinner and fucked all night long.

It was a small white lie. I actually had fucked a woman in public, but it was at a BDSM gathering. Such things were not only expected, but looked forward to and enjoyed. But Faith was not quite ready for that kind of a party .... yet.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 11



I had been patient. I had taken my time with Faith. I had brought her along slowly. I finally felt it was time to take the next step. My cock was getting hard, simply thinking about it. I spent last evening discussing it with her. I did not want to surprise her with it. She didn't know exactly what I would do, but she had an expectation of what would happen. She had sounded excited. She had squirmed when I told her she would be helpless. We had been lying in bed after an evening of fucking. And as we talked, me telling her what I had planned, her asking questions, I felt her rubbing her cunt against my hip. I could have taken her last night. But no, I was not ready. I had thought this plan out for weeks. I wasn't going to ruin it because of a lust-filled moment.

She entered the house as she usually did. She looked anxious, but ready. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held on to my body. "My cunt is wet, my Master. Please take me and use me for your pleasure."

God! How did she do that to me? My cock was hard from that simple set of words.

"Come with me, my little slut."

I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. She was curious. I watched her look at the bed and see straps with rings at the end of them on each corner of the bed. I felt her body shiver as she stood next to me. 

"Take off your clothes, slut."

She did as she was told. She took off her top to reveal her perky tits, her nipples already hard. I watched her. I loved watching her undress. The bulge in my pants was obvious. She slipped off her skirt and let it drop to the floor. And then she decided to tease me even more. She turned around to let me see her ass. She slid her thong past her hips and down her legs, bending over as she slid them to her ankles. I could see her cunt as she bent over. It glistened. She was indeed wet. Over and over in my mind, I kept repeating the word "control, control, control".

"Ok, Faith. Enough teasing. I'll be fucking you soon enough."

She snapped back up and turned to look at me with a bit of a blush. I used my finger to silently tell her to come to me. She stepped to me and waited. I turned and opened a drawer to the night stand beside the bed. I pulled out 4 bracelets. Each was two inches wide with velcro at each end. Each had a metal ring attached. I wrapped each wrist with one and tugged on the rings to make sure they were secure. Then I kneeled and wrapped the last two around her ankles. I stood up and looked to make sure each ring was to the outside of her wrists and ankles. Then I picked up two pillows and stacked them in the middle of the bed.

"Get on the bed, slut. Lay face down with your hips over the pillows."

Faith's eyes got a little wide. She expected me to tie her down face up. She licked her lips and did as she was told. Without being told, she stretched her arms and legs to the four corners of the bed. I pulled several short pieces of rope from the night stand drawer. I then circled the bed, stopping at each corner to tie the ring from her bracelet to the ring on the strap attached to the bed. I tied her wrists first. Then I tied her ankles to make sure her body was stretched out so that little movement would be allowed. I stood back to admire my work. Perfect. My cock was aching and I kept repeating to myself "control ... control ... control".

I ran my fingers along the inside of her thigh up to her cunt. She was indeed wet. She whimpered and moved her hips up and down, making her ass rise a bit. It was about the only movement she was allowed. If there was any movement her body could make that I wanted to see, this was it. I reached into the night stand drawer again and took out some baby oil and a butt plug. I had been making Faith wear the butt plug once a week for the last month now. She could not see what I had pulled out and she squirmed again. I opened the bottle of baby oil and dripped a little down the crack of her ass. I used my finger to lubricate her asshole with the baby oil. 

"Oh God!" she moaned. Her ass raised up a bit as I teased her.

I dripped a little more oil and slowly slid the end of my finger into her asshole. She could not lie still. I set the baby oil aside and gently worked the dildo along the crack of her ass to let it get covered with oil. Then I started to probe her ass with it. I pulled it back and then pushed it back in. I pushed it until there was a silent pop and it was all the way in. Her ass was moving up and down as she felt her ass filled. My fingers moved down to her cunt and I teased her some more. 

Faith began to beg. "God! Please Master! Fuck me! Fuck your little slut! Pleeeease!" Her ass moved up and down as I continued to play with her cunt.

I undressed. My shirt came off and then my pants. My boxers were wet from my pre-cum. I slid them off and stood next to the bed naked. I was about to get onto the bed and then I stopped, smiled wickedly, and reached for the drawer one last time. I pulled out a ball gag.

"Open your mouth, whore."

She opened her mouth and I stuffed the ball inside her mouth and then secured the straps of the gag. I smiled as I listened to her muffled moans. I pressed on the butt plug again and watched her squirm and listened to her muffled moans.

I moved onto the bed. My cock was throbbing. My hips were just above the back of her thighs and I teased her cunt with my cock. Her ass raised up again as she moaned into the gag. She then wiggled her ass back and forth. She couldn't say it, but this was her way of telling me she wanted me to stop teasing. She wanted me to fuck her like a whore. Quite honestly, I was a little proud of myself. I had maintained control. It was hard to do that with Faith. I would have done almost anything to fuck her. She might have known that by now in our relationship, but she never let on.

I rubbed the head of my cock against her folds again. As she moaned, I penetrated her. Her moan was louder, despite being gagged. I felt her cunt squeeze my cock. She raised her ass again, which forced my cock deeper into her. She dropped her hips back down and my cock slide out partially. Then she raised her ass again. I was barely moving, she was tied to the bed, and she was fucking me with her cunt. I was amazed. But not amazed enough to let her do all of the work. I began to fuck her hard. She was moaning again. She was pulling on the ropes as I fucked her. I was finally doing what I had fantasized about for months. I wanted to use her body when she was hopelessly vulnerable. I was slamming into her cunt. 

It caught me off guard when I felt her body shudder. She was cumming. He muffled moans were constant. It almost made me cum, but I was not quite ready for my orgasm yet. I kept fucking her until her body stopped trembling from her orgasm. Then I pulled my cock out of her. She whimpered and wiggled her ass. Then I pulled the pillows out from under her hips and tossed them off of the bed. I smiled wickedly as I pulled the butt plug out of her. Her asshole was stretched out for me to fuck her ass. When I pulled her butt apart to fully expose her ass, only then did she realize what I was about to do. She wailed into her gag and pushed her ass up again. I pressed the head of my cock into her ass. She couldn't lie still. She could not stop moaning into that gag. Then she felt my cock slowly slide into her ass. Her moans sounded a bit pain-filled, but she pressed her ass into me to take my cock completely.

Without realizing it, I had been holding my breath. I knew her ass would be tight, but I still had not expected how much her asshole would squeeze my cock. I was moaning. I was moaning constantly. It had been a long time since I had fucked a woman in the ass, but nothing had ever felt like this. I began to fuck her by thrusting hard and quick. I knew I would not last long. I increased the speed of my cock thrusting into her. My hands slid under her body to hold her tits. My feet dug into the bed as I fucked her harder and harder. I could hear the ropes stretching again. Her body was being stretched to her limits with my forceful fucking of her ass.

And then my cock exploded with cum. Christ! It was a hard orgasm. I kept fucking her, but only because my body could not stop. My mind was no longer in control. And then I felt her body shudder again with her second orgasm. My body kept fucking her until she stopped trembling. And then I stopped from exhaustion. I laid on top of her body, my chest to her back, my hands squeezing her tits, my lips against her neck.

I finally reached up to unfasten the gag and took the ball out of her mouth. She moaned quietly and opened and closed her jaws a few times. 

"Are your jaws a little sore?"

"Yes, my love."

"The soreness and stiffness won't last long." 

My chest was still heaving as I tried to catch my breath.

"Sam?"

"Yes, Faith?"

"Can we do this again soon?"

I chuckled and kissed her neck. I wiggled my cock inside of her ass.

"We have only just started with bondage lessons, my love."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 12



I was going to cum soon. I couldn't hold back. Faith's screams were muffled from the gag in her mouth. She was as close as I was.

She had learned she had a real love for being tied, being completely vulnerable and exposed. And of course, I craved it. She was lying on her stomach. Her legs were folded back at her knees with her ankles tied to her upper thighs. Her arms were bound ... each wrist tied to the opposite elbow. She had a collar on with a ring at the back of her neck. A rope was tied to the ring and then tied to her arms. It forced her arms high up her back. She was completely helpless and could not move, although her body was shuddering and shivering from her impending climax. I had inserted a vibrator in her cunt and my cock was slamming into her tight little ass. Her only point of control was that she could squeeze my cock with her ass. She had confided with me and told me that she had practiced the tightening of her muscles in her cunt and in her ass. She loved it when I groaned how tight she was.

She lost all control. Her climax hit her body in waves. Her asshole and her cunt were more than tingling. It was like waves of electricity passing through all of her nerve endings. When her body climaxed ... and yes, it was her entire body that climaxed .... then I lost control. Faith's screams were muffled, but mine were not. My cock exploded inside her ass.

After we were both able to breathe normally, I untied her and pulled her close to me. She cuddled into my body. Her parents were gone again tonight so she would be staying with me. She loved sleeping with me.

"Faith? I have something I want to tell you."

"Yes, my love?"

"I have a little surprise for you tomorrow night."

"Oh?" I could hear the excitement in her voice.

"I'm having a friend over. I'm going to share you tomorrow night. Sexually share you."

"Sara's coming over?" The excitement was still there.

I chuckled. "No. this is a male friend. His name is Jake. He is as close to me as Sara is. Other than Sara, he is the only one that knows about you. I want you to meet him and I want you to serve and please him sexually."

I was not going to make the mistake I did the last time I had men friends over. I wanted Faith to know exactly what I expected of her.

She kissed my cheek. "Yes, my love." And then she cuddled even closer to my body. "What is your friend like?"

"He is like Sara and me. He is a dominant. He is one of my closest friends. That's why he knows about you."

She lifted her head and looked into my eyes. "Why do you want to share me with him?"

It was a sincere question, an honest question. She was not asking to be defensive or asking to build an argument to avoid doing what I was asking her to do. "I want to share you because he and I are close. I want to watch you please him because I find it extremely arousing. I want you to understand what it is to be with another man and learn how to please him as opposed to pleasing me." I hesitated and blushed a bit. "And he doesn't believe that you give the best blow job I have ever received."

Faith giggled. "I'm sure I can convince him otherwise." She stopped to think. "This is another lesson. You want me to adjust how I please men based on their taste."

I smiled. She might be young, but she was incredibly intelligent. She could also read me better than anyone else I knew. "That is exactly why I am asking you to do this." I kissed her lips softly. "Have I told you how much I love you?"

She wrapped her body around mine. "You don't have to tell me Master. I feel your love." And then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning as if from a very erotic dream because my cock was hard. When I was fully awake, I realized quite quickly it was because Faith was sucking on my cock. She could tell I was no longer sleeping. I began to moan as she sucked harder. I felt one of her small hands begin to caress and squeeze my balls. I groaned loud and long. And then I felt a finger slide into my ass and it was more than I could take. I climaxed with force. And I was not quiet about it.

After I had calmed down, Faith crawled up my body to kiss me. As she had always done, she had not lost a drop of my cum. Despite being her Master, I was pretty sure that at times, she knew she had me wrapped around her finger. I kissed her deeply and tasted her and what was left of my cum taste on her tongue.

"You are such a slut. And I love you."

"Yes, Master. I am a slut. I am your slut." She paused for a moment. "You will share me tonight, but am I still only your slut?"

I saw just a trace of anxiety in her eyes. Partly from what would happen tonight, but also from her fear of me passing her off to someone else. "You belong to me. I share you with a friend, but only because you are mine. But Faith, if you are uncomfortable with this, simply say so. I will always protect you and take care of you. I will not put you through something you are not ready for."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder. "God, I love you. I want you to be proud of me tonight."

When Jake arrived, I had Faith answer the door. I had instructed her to address him as Sir. I had also instructed her as to what she would wear ... which was very little. She was wearing a very sheer white blouse, with no bra. She had on a short black skirt. No panties, no stockings. She had 3 inch heels on her feet. Her makeup was not heavy. I did not want her looking like a whore. She would have made any man hard and I knew Jake would be pleased.

"Good evening Sir. My name is Faith. Please come in. Master is expecting you."

Jake smiled as he looked at her. "Hello Faith. You are more than Sam described."

Faith smiled and led Jake into the living room. "Hello Jake", I said. "She is more than I described. And you will learn how much more tonight." Jake and I grinned at each other. Faith smiled, but there was a hint of blush in her cheeks.

Jake took Faith's hand and led her to the bedroom. I followed them. I could see Faith tremble a bit. But I didn't think it was from fear or anxiety. It was from anticipation. 

Jake turned to face Faith. "Undress for me young one."

Faith looked up into his eyes and pulled her blouse out from her skirt. I sat down to watch my little slut. She pulled her blouse over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her eyes never left Jake's. She watched Jake's eyes stare at her small breasts and hard nipples. He licked his lips. He was aroused. So was I. I'd seen Faith's body many many times. But her seduction of Jake was erotic. And he didn't even know it yet. Faith then unzipped her skirt and tugged it past her naked hips. It fell to the floor. Her eyes were still on Jake's eyes. Jake on the other hand had already lost his will power to keep from enjoying the sight of her body.

"Unzip my pants, young one."

"Yes Sir."

Faith dropped to her knees. Her eyes finally left Jake's eyes as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. She pulled his cock out and tried to hold back a gasp. She was not prepared to see such a large cock. Jake is well built and his cock is much bigger than I mine. I'm not jealous about it and I was not worried about how much Faith would enjoy it. But I did have to suppress a chuckle. Jake was already hard and I think he liked the sight of his cock in her small hands.

She began to lick his cock as she held it with one hand, her other hand holding his pants open. She licked the head and then slid her tongue down the underside of his shaft. My eyes shifted to Jake's. He closed his eyes for a moment and then locked them on Faith. I was incredibly aroused. I'm not sure when I started, but I found myself rubbing the bulge in my pants. 

Faith moved her tongue back up his cock and sucked on the head. Her eyes were locked on Jake's eyes again. I knew he loved that, just as I did. He thought of it as a slave serving her Master. Then she pulled her mouth off his cock and tugged his pants past his hips, pulling them all the way down his legs and let them rest at his ankles. She grabbed hold of his cock again and began to suck the head. Her other hand reached around to hold one side of his ass. She sucked the head of his cock harder. Jake could not hold back his groan. Their eyes were locked on each other again.

I was squirming and a little disgusted with my lack of control. But I loved watching my little slut pleasuring someone. It was about that time I realized how badly I wanted to take my cock out and stroke it. But I maintained my control and watched quietly.

Faith started to slide her lips down Jake's shaft. She was going to make every attempt to take all of his cock. I wasn't sure if she was doing this to please Jake or to please me and show me she could do this. Her lips moved further down his shaft and I heard her fight her gag reflex ... and succeed. She continued to go a bit further. She managed to get far enough down that her nose touched his pubic bone. I shook my head in amazement. And then I looked at Jake and suppressed a chuckle. He was all Dom, but at that moment, he belonged to her.

She moved back up his shaft and then immediately back down again. Each time, she managed to almost swallow the head of his cock. Over and over ... she fucked him slowly with her mouth. Then she reached up squeezed and caressed his balls. She moved her lips back down and swallowed his head ... and stayed there. Jake's legs were trembling and I was pretty sure he was close. She held there and worked her throat muscles to try and swallow him. And then she backed off and gasped for air, but for only a second or two. And then she returned to her motion of fucking him with her mouth. 

He couldn't take it any longer. His hands moved to her head and his hips began to rock. She let him fuck her mouth rather than her moving up and down for him. She became his slut at that moment. She squeezed his balls again and that pushed him over the edge. He cried out loudly as his cum shot into her throat. But she was ready for him. She swallowed quickly as she held her breath to catch every drop. He kept pumping his cock into her mouth while groaning in pleasure. She kept swallowing. She was not going to lose a drop. I was so proud of her.

Jake started to relax and pulled his hands from Faith's head. But I knew that Faith was not done. She continued to suck on his cock, draining every drop of cum from him. And then she licked and bathed his cock with her tongue. When she was done, there was no cum on his cock and none dripping from her lips. Jake was amazed and then turned to me with a semi-dirty look. I smiled back at him, trying not to chuckle. Then I looked down and realized I had a wet spot in my pants. Shit. I hated when I lost control of myself like that. There was nothing else to do but take them off. And in fact, I took all of my clothes off and then sat back down. Jake was chuckling and Faith was giggling. I winked at Faith.

Jake helped Faith to her feet and said, "After that extraordinary blow job, this young one needs to be rewarded. Get on the bed slut."

"Yes, Sir." Faith did as she was told and watched him with anticipation. 

Jake removed the rest of his clothes and moved on to the bed, his face just above her cunt. He had barely touched her and she was already squirming. He smiled and looked up at her. His tongue stroked her wet cunt. I knew she was soaked. Giving me a blow job always made her cunt wet. And I was certain Jake would enjoy what he was tasting. He licked her cunt lips again and Faith moaned quietly. His technique was a bit different than mine and Faith was clearly enjoying it. And then she did something I did not expect. Her eyes were not locked on Jake's, they were locked on mine. She didn't have to say a word. She was telling me with her eyes that she would do anything I asked of her because she loved me. It was one of the most erotic images and also heart-warming images I have ever had the pleasure to see. And then she looked at my cock, which was clearly quite hard, and she licked her lips. I smiled and slowly stroked it, just for her to see. She moaned again and I was certain it was not because Jake was eating her cunt.

Jake was flicking his tongue along the inside of Faith's cunt. And then he pushed his tongue completely inside her. Faith moaned again, louder. That outburst was from Jake eating her. She was finding pleasure from being eaten and watching her Master stroke his cock for her. Jake fucked her with his long tongue and Faith's hands suddenly went to his head to hold him tightly to her cunt. Jake moved his hands up to her breasts and began pinching and twisting her perky nipples with his fingers. Faith gasped and groaned loudly. Her body was at the point where she could not hold still any longer. Her moans were constant. Her eyes were locked on me ... locked on my eyes, and then locked on my cock. I knew it wouldn't take much longer. Jake slid a finger up into her ass and began sucking on her clit. That did it. Her body began to spasm. She cried out loudly and climaxed. Jake didn't even slow down. He continued to suck her clit while finger fucking her ass. Faith's fingers curled on his head as she grabbed him by the hair. She cried out again as her body shuddered visibly and forcibly.

As her climax began to die down, Faith released Jake's hair and pulled her hands from his head. She was panting, her chest rising and falling. Her eyes had never left me. I saw her lips move to say silently, "I love you." I smiled back at her and blew a silent kiss to her.

Jake pulled back and whispered to Faith, "Your Master needs you, slut."

"Yes Sir." Faith looked at me. "Please, Master, let me serve you."

I rose from the chair. "Get on your hands and knees, slut."

"Yes, Master." She smiled as she got into position. 

I moved onto the bed as Jake pulled back. I looked into Faith's eyes. "Fuck my cock with your mouth, slave."

"Yes Master. Thank you Master."

My cock was already throbbing when Faith began to suck on the head. And she knew it. Her eyes were on my eyes. I caressed her cheek and then groaned as she increased the pressure on the head of my cock. She slid her lips down my shaft when her eyes went wide. Jake was sliding his cock into her cunt. She moaned loudly with a mouth full of cock. I would have laughed had it not been for my cock vibrating with her loud muffled cry. I looked at Jake, smiled, and nodded. At the exact same time, we withdrew our cocks and then thrust them back in. We withdrew together again and then thrust our cocks back into her again. We were fucking her mouth and her cunt with the exact same timing. Faith was wailing constantly. Her eyes, opened wide, were looking up at me. I could feel the back of her throat as I thrust in. I could only imagine what she was feeling in her cunt with the size of Jake's cock. She had never had anything that large inside of her until today. My hands moved to hold her head as I fucked her mouth.

Jake and I had done this to women before, several times. The effect was the same. The women never needed to move. But their bodies shuddered when they got fucked like that. Faith was going to cum soon. So was I. I expected that Jake might take a bit longer. And then my eye caught movement by Jake and I looked up at him. My expression changed and I shook my head no, almost imperceptibly. I looked at him for several more seconds and then I looked back down into Faith's eyes and smiled. Her eyes had never left my face. 

Faith suddenly screamed as her orgasm hit her hard. She could not stop. Her muffled scream pushed me over the edge and I exploded inside of her mouth. My cries joined her muffled cries. My hands tightened in her hair as I pumped my cock into her mouth. And then I heard Jake cry out. He was cumming now too. He continued to slam into her. Both of us were still thrusting into Faith with the exact same rhythm. And then, as if by agreement, we stopped. My body was still tingling. Jake withdrew and I pulled Faith up to me. I held her. Jack saw his cue and silently left, nodding to me as he left the room with his clothes.

I layed down on the bed, still holding Faith. Her body was limp. "I love you", I whispered.

"I love you too, my love." She paused for a moment. She was still trying to catch her breath. "You didn't tell me his cock would be so big."

I chuckled. "Well ... I had to leave some things for a surprise."

"Yes, like both of you fucking me like that." She giggled. "I loved that."

"I thought you might. But I also meant it to be part of your lesson. And yes, before you ask. I'm sure Jake would love to join us again"

She cuddled closer. "I love your lessons." And then she hesitated. "Weren't you worried I might want to be owned by Jake and his big cock?"

"No. I know you love me. I love you. And with that love, I trust you. You belong to me. You are my slut, my whore, my slave."

"Mmmmmmm. I love when you call me those names."

I kissed her forehead. And then I laughed as a thought hit me. "I guess I have never called you my whore before. Which is interesting since Jake now owes me money."

Faith looked wide-eyed at me. "You charged him money for me to be with him?"

I laughed again. "No baby. I bet him a $100 that you would be able to swallow his entire cock and not lose a drop of cum doing it. That's why he gave me that dirty look."

Faith laughed out loud. I could feel her body shake as she laughed. And then when she quieted, she said, "I have one more question, Sam."

"What's that?"

"When you were both fucking me, I saw you shake your head no to him. What was that all about?"

I looked at her and said, "He was going to do something that I didn't want him to."

"What was that?"

I smiled. "That will be your next lesson, whore."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 13



Faith had asked several times. "What is behind that door?"

Now and then, we would enjoy a movie in the TV room. Off of that room was a locked door. She had been curious about it every time she saw it. My response had always been the same. "You are not ready for that room yet."

But I felt she was ready now. And I had indicated that the playroom would be her next lesson, although I had not told her what that lesson was. When I shared her with Jake a week ago, Jake had pulled out a crop and was going to use it on her ass. He had hidden it well. I almost didn't stop him because I didn't notice it until the last second. I was so close to cumming and focusing on Faith's eyes that I thought it was luck I noticed what he was about to do. I was a little pissed. When I talked to him later, I told him I was a little unhappy with him. He apologized, but he made it clear that he thought I was moving too slowly with Faith.

I disagreed. I was moving at a pace I thought was right for both of us. And the time had come where I thought she was ready to move to the next level. When she showed up at the back door this afternoon, I took her to the TV room, to the locked door. 

I asked her, "Do you really want to know what is in this room? You may fear what is on the other side of this door."

"Please show me. Whatever it is, I'm ready."

I laughed. The exuberance of youth. I unlocked the door and turned on the light. Faith's eyes got wide. She was getting her first look at my private dungeon. On the far wall, there were posts with pulleys to bind her body and suspend her. Next to that, there was a set of stocks .... lowered enough of course to make her bend over while her neck and wrists fit in the holds. There was a spot in the middle of the room where there were hooks in the floor ... to tie her down on her hands and knees. There was a padded sawhorse that had straps on each leg to tie her wrists and ankles. She walked to that and slid her hand over the padding, looked back at me, and licked her lips. There were a few pieces of furniture to bind her to. And then she saw the work bench. The work bench had a number of toys to be used. They included an electronic wand, a set of three crops, a flogger, several paddles, and a whip. I watched her body tremble as she touched them. There were handcuffs, wrist and ankle bracelets, and an abundant supply of rope.

Faith looked at me. I could see in her eyes she wanted me to do with her as I pleased. But I smiled inwardly. "Go home and think about this room, Faith. When you come back tomorrow, then you will find out how wicked I can be."

She pouted a bit. But I was not bending. Making her wait and wonder was an added bit of anxiety producing torture.

When Faith returned the next day, after walking Maggie, I sat her down on the couch with me. "Before we go downstairs to the playroom, there are a few things we need to talk about."

"Yes, Master. And I have a few questions. But I also want you to know that while I have some anxiety about this, I'm also excited." She blushed a bit. "I was very wet when I went home last night."

"Did you masturbate?"

Faith blushed even more, "Yes, I did."

I paused for a moment. "That is one of the first things we need to discuss. You need to control your need to cum. You may only cum when I tell you that you can."

Faith got wide-eyed, but said nothing.

"You may find it difficult at times, especially at first. If you go home and masturbate, you must confess that to me. If you are weak, you must tell me. You will face consequences if you orgasm and you did not get permission from me."

"Yes, Master." Faith's voice was almost a whisper.

"The second thing is that you will feel pain. I will do things that cause you pain. You remember the spanking I gave you?"

She nodded and smiled.

"That spanking was nothing compared to what you will learn to tolerate. And that is the key. We will start slowly. I need to learn where your pain tolerance is. I will push you a bit further each time. But because we are just beginning, and I don't know where your threshold is, you need to have a safe word."

"A safe word?"

"Yes. If you reach a point where the pain is beyond your tolerance level, you need to use that safe word. That will tell me to stop." I stopped for a moment to let this sink in. I watched her nod to me, that she understood. "And Faith, this is very important. Do not be afraid to use that safe word. I will not be disappointed in you. There is nothing to be ashamed of if you use it. It is for your safety. We will both be learning. You will be learning to deal with the pain I administer to you. I will be learning where your threshold is. Are we clear on that?"

"Yes, Master. As my Dom, you will protect me ... and I will trust you."

"Choose a safe word, slut. And make sure it is a word you don't normally use."

Faith smiled. "My safe word will be 'danger'."

I smiled back at here. "Very good."

I took her hand and led her downstairs and to the playroom. I knew exactly what I would do. I had planned out what toys I would use and how she would be bound. I would not overdo it our first time. But I would make her feel her ass turn red. And I would certainly fuck her.

When we walked into the room, I turned to her and grabbed her by the hair. "Come with me slut."

I pulled her to the spot in the middle of the floor where there were large eyelet hooks cemented into the floor. I forced her down onto her hands and knees. "Stay in that position", I ordered.

I pulled some wrist and ankle bracelets from the work bench. I picked up pieces of rope from the wall above the work bench. There were rings next to her hands, knees, and ankles. I put the bracelets on her wrists, ankles, and just below her knees. I proceeded to tie her wrists and ankles to the rings and then tied her knees next to the vacant rings. The position of the rings next to her ankles and knees forced her legs apart. I stood up and looked over her body and admired my work.

She wiggled her ass with a smile and I leaned down to grab her by the hair again and growled into her ear. "This is not a joke, slut. We still have much to do ... starting with your clothes. They are in the way."

I felt her shiver. I released her hair and went back to the workbench and pulled out a knife. It has a narrow blade and was razor sharp. She could not see the knife, so she didn't see it coming when I started to slice off her tank top. I slid the knife up her back, the blade away from her skin. It easily cut the fabric all the way to her neck. Then I sliced each of the short sleeves .... and the useless piece of clothing fell away from her body. I watched her shiver again. Her bra took even less time to cut away. I picked up the destroyed pieces of clothing and tossed them in the corner.

I smiled as I looked at her. She had no idea what I would do to her. She knew that I would use a paddle or a crop, but that was all. She was already surprised at what I was doing to her clothing. I slid the tip of the knife under her skirt between her thighs. I started a little tear and then ripped the skirt open completely. I sliced it at the waist and it dropped to the floor beneath her. Finally, I pulled the panties away from the outside of her thigh and sliced through them easily. I then did the other panties leg and the panties dropped on top of the skirt. I picked her ruined skirt and panties and tossed them on top of the other clothes that were now rags.

I moved behind her. I could not help but stare at her exposed body. It was obvious she was wet. Her tight little cunt was glistening. I smiled and walked back to the work bench. I pulled out a collar and another piece of rope. I returned to her and put the collar on. Another surprise for her ... she gasped, but said nothing. I could feel her tremble. I tied the rope to the collar and then reached up with the other end of the rope to slide it through a pulley. I pulled the rope snugly and tied it off to the wall. I looked back at her and satisfied myself that she was fairly immobile ... and vulnerable.

There was one last thing to do. From the work bench, I pulled out two nipple clamps that had weights attached to them. I kneeled beside her. She couldn't see what I had in my hand, but she felt my fingers on her nipple and whimpered. And then she cried out when she felt the clamp on one nipple. Within several seconds, she felt the clamp on her other nipple. The weights were not overly heavy, but if she moved, the weights moved ... and she would definitely feel it. She learned that quickly and tried to hold still. But I already knew that would be impossible for her. There was one lonely ring on the floor beneath her breasts. I had considered tying the nipple clamps down to that ring, but I decided that might be a bit much for her.

I kneeled beside her again. "Remember what I said, slut. You may beg, but you are not allowed to cum until I give you permission. And also, do not be afraid or ashamed to use your safe word."

"Yes, Master .... oh god!" 

She barely got that out when she felt my fingers sliding into her cunt. I smiled. She was soaked. We could begin now. I walked back to the workbench and picked up a paddle and returned to her. I smacked her ass fairly hard. Her ass shivered as I hit it and she gasped loudly, but did not cry out. I watched the weights swing from her tits, but she was still quiet. I smacked her ass again, just as hard. She grunted in pain and then whimpered as the weights shook. The third strike was even harder and she cried out. She was trying so hard not to move or shiver, but she was failing.

I was admiring the color of her skin. Her ass was turning red. I struck her ass again. She cried out again and then started to breathe through her mouth as if she was in labor ... blowing and sucking air back in. I kept it up until she had received a dozen spankings. I walked around her to face her. She was still breathing in that same way ... blowing and sucking air back in. 

She looked at me and hoarsely whispered, "I am your slut to use as you wish ... and I love you."

She had a tear running down her cheek and I gently wiped it off. Then I walked back to the workbench and picked up the electronic wand. I still had the paddle. My cock was hard, but I knew this next treatment would make it throb. I kneeled beside her again and turned on the wand. I held it underneath her and pressed it next to her clit. She screamed. Her entire body shook and shuddered. I pulled the wand back. She had never experienced holding back her climax before. I knew the wand would be difficult for her. It would make certainly make her cum. And I didn't want to make her fail because the task was impossible for her.

I smacked her ass hard again. She cried out in pain. And then I pressed the wand against her clit again. She screamed out again as her body shivered. Her feet tensed up and he toes curled hard. I pulled the wand back and smacked her ass with the paddle again. I alternated like that several more times. The juices from her cunt were running down her thighs.

She finally spoke after pressing the wand against her clit again. She screamed out. "OH GOD! PLEASE LET ME CUM!"

"Not yet, slut", I said quietly. And then I smacked her ass again. By now, her ass was as red as I had seen any woman's ass. She had not used her safe word, but it was time to stop. I returned the toys to the workbench.

I was still fully dressed, but I was warm, almost sweating. It was time to get out of my clothes. I stripped down to my boxers. The crotch of them was soaked. No surprise there. I could feel the pre-cum. My cock was still throbbing.

I walked back to Faith and faced her. As I knelt in front of her, I whispered, "Suck my cock, slut."

I didn't even need to tell her. Her eyes looked up at me as she opened her mouth. I pushed my cock into her mouth. I held it there as she tried to bob her head as much as the tied collar allowed her too. I heard her grunt as she struggled to move her lips down my shaft. She whimpered because she couldn't do it. I was teasing her again. No, not teasing. It was close to torture. She did not want to fail and I was making it impossible for her. 

I grabbed her by her hair and slowly began fucking her mouth. Her eyes looked up at mine and she sucked hard. I could feel her try to swallow the head of my cock. Her lips tightened around my shaft. My pace of fucking her mouth increased. It caused her body to shudder again and the weights on her nipples began to swing and bounce. She whimpered, but quite as much. She was beginning to get use to it. 

I felt my climax build, but I wasn't ready yet. I pulled my cock out of her mouth. 

"Noooo, please", she cried.

I reached down with both hands and tugged on the weights. She grunted and groaned. Her first reaction was to allow her body to be pulled with the weights. But the collar held in place. I was stretching her tits even more. And then I released the clamps altogether and let them fall to the floor. The blood began to flow back into her tender and sore nipples. She screamed again when she felt it. I saw more tears run down her cheeks and I gently wiped them away.

I got up and went back to the workbench and picked up the wand again. And then I kneeled behind her and slid my cock inside of her cunt. She groaned and squeezed my cock. I was amazed. I didn't think she had enough strength to do that. I began fucking her. I was not going to last long. She was trying to push her cunt back on my cock. The tied collar allowed enough movement for her to do that.

And then I took the wand, turned it on and pressed it up against her clit. Between the vibrations against her flesh and her body's immediate reaction, I started to lose control. I could not stop groaning. It had to be one of the most amazing fucks we had ever had. The buildup, of course, was intense. 

"PLEASE LET ME CUM! PLEASE MASTER! OH MY GOD!"

With a hoarse whisper, I finally told her, "You may cum, slut."

In the moments that followed, my entire body experienced Faith's orgasm. Her cunt squeezed me as hard as she had ever done around my cock. It wasn't just my cock that climaxed, my entire body climaxed. Her body spasmed and shuddered hard. My cum shot into her over the next few seconds. Her climax continued over the next minute. I continued to slam into her as long as I could. I finally removed the wand, but continued to fuck her. Our mixed cum began to run down her thighs and down to my balls. 

Her body began to relax, but not yet quite relax. If she could have collapsed, she would have, but she was still held in position. I finally withdrew from her and undid the collar. Her upper body sunk down to the floor. Her chest was heaving from panting. I didn't bother with untying the rope. I quickly removed all of the bracelets. And then she did collapse. I sat beside her, my own chest heaving. I pushed the hair away from her face and wiped a few tears from her face.

When my breathing began to return to normal, I picked her up and carried her upstairs. She wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her head against my chest. I carried her into the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. 

"Stay here", I whispered.

I went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath. When the tub was filled enough, I returned to her and picked her up again. I carried her into the bathroom and set her in the tub and then joined her. She lay against my chest and didn't move. But I felt soft kisses against my chest. Neither of us said a word. We didn't need to.

Faith didn't sit down for several days after that. But she couldn't wait until the next lesson.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 14



I think Faith liked the saw horse the best. I know I did. Neither her hands nor her feet could touch the floor. The tie straps seemed to stretch her limbs. She was bound securely. Her cunt was soaked by the time I had tied her down. Today, I would use the crop for the first time. She didn't know that yet, but I could see her body tremble in anticipation. She wiggled her ass as I slid my hand along it and then down between her thighs, purposely not touching her wet cunt.

She whimpered and continued to tremble. She could not see the work bench ... on purpose. I picked up a crop and turned back to her. I smacked her ass with it. She grunted in pain and her body shuddered. I smacked her ass again and she cried out. I smacked her a third time and she cried out again. 

I took the crop and slid the shaft between her folds. She moaned and tried to push her ass back at me ... but couldn't. Her ass was red, but she did not yet have any marks from the crop on her. That would change. I pulled the crop back and smacked her ass harder. She cried out. I used my free hand to rub her cunt. She was dripping. I whipped her ass again. Two red marks began to rise on her skin. I whipped again. Faith cried out and could not stop.

I put the crop aside and walked to face her. I pulled my cock out, grabbed her by the hair with my other hand, and stuffed my cock in her mouth. Despite her pain and the tears running down her face, she was ready for me to fuck her mouth. I slowly slid my cock in and out. Each time the head hit the back of her throat, she swallowed. I groaned ... and then she whimpered. My eyes were on her. She realized it and looked up at me. 

I began to fuck her mouth harder. She was moaning as much as I was. If I didn't stop soon, I would cum. Of course, that would not have been all bad. But I had something else in mind. I pulled out of her mouth. Her saliva drooled from her chin.

I walked to the ass end of the saw horse. I pulled my pants and boxers down to my thighs. I teased her cunt with the head of my cock. She groaned and wiggled her ass ... and then whimpered. Her ass was quite sore. I slid my cock into her cunt and slowly fucked her

"Please Master. Fuck your slut harder!"

"Not yet, girl."

She whimpered and then cried out when I pulled out of her completely. My cock was wet from her cunt. I smiled and probed her tight little ass.

She wiggled her ass again, trying to push back to me. "Oh yes! Please Master. Please don't tease me."

I continued to probe, but not completely push into her. It was torture for her. She was unable to push back, as hard as she tried. I chuckled. And then I slid the head of my cock into her ass. Slowly, my entire cock disappeared into her ass. She moaned in pleasure. It was a lovely sound for me. I loved hearing that moan. I slowly slid out of her and thrust back in. My hands held her hips as my cock disappeared and reappeared from her ass. I had not fucked her ass too many times. Why, I don't know. Christ she was so tight. And she loved it as much as I did. 

I started to fuck her harder. In the process, my hips were smacking her ass ... her marked and sore ass. She was still moaning, but crying out when my hips slapped her ass. It was real pain, mixed with real pleasure. My hands left her hips. I reached to grab her by the hair with one hand. I pulled her head back as I continued to fuck her ass. My hips rocked harder and faster. My other hand reached around her thigh and I began to rub her clit.

"Oh God! I need to cum!"

"Not yet, slut!" I growled.

I pulled her head back more tightly. My hips were slapping her ass harder and faster. My fingers were soaked from her cunt. She did the only thing she was able to do in that helpless position. She squeezed my cock even tighter with her ass. I was crying out now ... as loud as she was. My balls were tingling and my cock was throbbing. It would not be long. 

And then I heard her cry out again ... begging, "Please Master! Please may I cum?"

I responded by pulling my hand from her cunt and spanking her ass. She screamed. I reached back and continued to massage her throbbing little clit. She probably would not last much longer. I know I could not. But I continued to fuck her without saying a word, unless you count my groaning and moaning. I'm sure there were a few unintelligible words there. My cock was slamming so hard into her that the saw horse would move an inch with each thrust.

"PLEASE!!"

"Cum with me girl!"

I'd been holding back. But no longer. My climax brought me to my tip toes … and still, I couldn't stop fucking her. Her tight little asshole kept squeezing me. How she did that, I couldn't understand. As hard as my climax was, hers was explosive. The saw horse was moving more, partly from me fucking her, partly from her orgasm. She was screaming. Our cum leaked out of her cunt into my fingers, down her thighs, and down over my balls. A second orgasm hit her and her body shook so hard, for a moment, I thought the straps might be ripped from the saw horse. Her legs and arms were so tense, so tight. Damn a man's luck ... not being able to have multiple orgasms.

Minutes later, I was laying her in bed and then drawing a bath. The bath afterwards was becoming a habit. We both liked to cuddle afterwards. I would bathe her and caress her. But I wasn't sure if she would be able to sit. She tried, but couldn't. So she straddled my lap facing me and laid her head on my chest. I held her and washed her body. She was exhausted and probably would have fallen asleep if I had not helped her get out of the tub. 

I dried her body, being gentle with her sore tush. I had her lay face down on the bed and I applied to ointment to heal her skin. It helped and eased the soreness. And then I lay down with her and pulled her to me.

"I have something to tell you, Faith."

"What, my love?"

"I'm taking you to a party this weekend."

"A party? For work?"

"No not for work. This is a party for people who enjoy our life style. Sara and Jake will be there."

She looked up at me, her face forming a big smile, although a tired one. "Sara will be there?"

I chuckled. "Yes, Sara will be there."

She laid her head back on my chest. She was thinking. I didn't know about what until she spoke up again.

"What will I wear? Do I need to go shopping?"

I laughed out loud. "There are some other things you should know about this party. You will likely see things you wouldn't see at other parties. There may be some sexual games. There will likely be some demonstrations of sex toys. You will definitely see some naked people."

Faith grinned. And then her expression changed. "Will I be naked for people to see?"

I gave her a wicked grin. "I haven't decided yet."

By Saturday, Faith had done some shopping ... and I had given her some tips. Yes, it would be a semi-formal event. No, it was not at someone's house. It was being held at a hotel in the city. Entrance was by invitation only. I was planning on wearing a black suit. I took Faith shopping and helped her pick out a strapless black dress. Oh yes ... we could not possibly forget that the new dress required new shoes. I couldn't help but chuckle at all of this, but privately, I enjoyed taking her shopping. Whether it was the dress or the shoes, she tried them all on and then modeled them for me. She wanted both my opinion and my approval. I knew she would look lovely. Correction, she would look hot.

But despite my approval and my encouragement, she was still anxious. She wanted to make a good impression. She wanted to be a perfect reflection of me. She did not want to let me down. And I was pretty sure she was looking forward to seeing Sara again.

As I drove us into the city, I could sense her trembling. It was not only her anticipation about the evening, but she was nervous. I put my hand on hers and smiled at her. "Faith, you will be fine. Everyone that sees you will love you ... and envy me." I winked at her.

She smiled. "I'm still anxious, Sam. I want people to see me as a young woman, not a teenager."

Ahh, so that was what was bothering her. "I know people say this all the time, but be yourself. You have grown, my love. I don't think of you as a girl. I think of you as an attractive and sexy young woman. If you behave like you have around me for the past few months, then people will perceive you as I do."

She smiled again. "I love you."

"I love you too."

We pulled up to the hotel entrance. A bellhop opened the door for Faith as a parking attendant opened my door. I walked around the back of my car and offered my arm to the woman I was sure would be the most beautiful woman at the party. She took my arm and I winked at her again. And we walked into the hotel, despite all of my reassurances, I could feel her tremble. I wasn't sure if it was nerves or her anticipation. And I was pretty sure she didn't notice it, but she had captured every man's attention in the hotel lobby.

When we walked into the huge ballroom, one of the first people we saw was Sara. Perfect.

Sara saw us and walked to us. I started to grin because I was sure Faith's mouth was hanging open. Sara was dressed as sexy as ever. She was in a long red dress, showing lots of cleavage. But what had Faith's attention was the young man that was with her. He was wearing nothing but a thong and a collar. Sara had a leash attached to the collar and was leading him to us.

I looked at Faith, a grin still on my face. "Close your mouth, slut." And then I couldn't help myself. I laughed.

"What are you laughing at, Sam?" said Sara. "Michael is very good at giving me what I want. Aren't you slave?"

"Yes, Mistress. I certainly hope so."

"Michael, this is Sam and his slave, Faith. It is wonderful to see you again Faith." Sara smiled and winked at Faith. "And you broke your promise to me." She punched my arm.

"What promise was that?" I asked.

"You promised that Faith and I would spend some more time together." 

Faith blushed. "I have not been hiding her from you, Sara. And quite honestly, she would love to see you again. Her cunt was wet when I told her you would be here."

"Sam!" Faith was very red by now.

I looked at Faith. "What, Slut?" I said sharply.

"Forgive me Master. I spoke out of turn." She looked at the floor.

"Yes, I think you did." I looked back at Sara and winked. "Are there any new activities this year?"

Sara grinned. "There are a few. Michael spent some time in the cage."

"The cage?"

"Yes. A slave can be placed in the cage naked. For every minute spent in the cage, the slave's Master donates $10 towards this year's charity. And of course, those enjoying the view can donate additional money."

"And how much money did Michael raise?"

"$400. I am so proud of him." Michael smiled at the praise from his Mistress.

"Oh yes, Jonathon is here too. So we will get to see a demonstration of his skills."

"I look forward to that." I said.

"Who's Jonathon?" asked Faith. 

"Jonathon is a Master with a whip. I envy him actually. I've practiced with the whip, but I do not come close to having his skills."

Faith trembled at the idea.

"Relax, slut. You will not feel the whip from me. I need to be much more experienced before I even consider it. An experienced Master with a whip can make a submissive scream, but not cut up her skin. I would never risk that with you."

"I think I would like to watch him." She smiled and squeezed my arm. 

I couldn't tell if she was relieved that she would not feel the whip by my hand, or if she was pleased to hear my honesty.

"Sara is actually much more skilled with the whip than I am."

Sara smile and nodded to me for the compliment. "Not nearly as good as Jonathon. But Michael may still get to feel the whip."

"Mmmmmm, I hope so Mistress."

I chuckled again. "Would you like to wander through the ballroom to see the sights, my love?"

"Yes, Master. I would like that."

"Ok, but don't let your mouth hang open anymore", I grinned.

Faith laughed. "I will try, my love."

"Enjoy!" said Sara. "And Faith, I want to get together soon."

Faith looked at me and I nodded. "I would like that, Mistress."

We walked through the ballroom, which was quite large. There were plenty of booths that provided products to see and provided information for just about anything. We saw sex toys. We saw toys to use for administering pain. We saw all kinds of sexy clothing, from lingerie to costumes to role playing outfits. We saw bracelets, rope, and handcuffs. We also saw booths that provided information about vacation spots specifically for people who enjoyed our life style. I actually picked up several pamphlets. There was a lot to see and we took our time.

"What charity do the proceeds go to from this party?" asked Faith.

"The money this year is going to help fill the food shelves. The beneficiaries of our money typically do not know that the donations come from this party. As far as they know, the money comes from some corporation."

"Why would that matter?"

"Well, some groups might be offended if they knew that some of the money they received were the result of a naked man being held in a cage."

Faith giggled. And then her thoughts turned to Michael. "Have Sara and Michael been together long?"

"I doubt it, my love. This is probably just a date. She rarely is with a man for very long. She did have a girlfriend several years ago. It lasted for almost a year. Sara really loved her. But tragically, the young woman was killed in a car accident. It was very hard on Sara. I took care of her for almost a week when that happened."

"Oh my god, Sam! I would never have known. She seems so happy."

"She hides it well, Faith. But you must never mention what I just told you. I think it still hurts." I paused. "She really likes you. I think you remind her of her submissive lover."

"Are you sure you don't mind if I spend some time with Sara?"

I stopped walking and turned to look at her. "Faith, I trust you. I know that you love me. I know that you will not leave me. I also know that you like Sara. I know that you are sexually excited around her. And yet I still trust you. I have never felt that way about any woman. Were it several years ago and another woman, I would probably have trouble with sharing her with Sara like this. And I would probably begin to think of letting her go. But I don't have those thoughts about you."

Faith listened to my speech with a very happy smile. She reached up to kiss my cheek.

I smiled. "I only ask one thing, my love. Be as respectful of Sara as you would be with me."

"I cannot imagine doing anything other than that."

We continued to walk and came to the cage that Sara had mentioned. It happened to be empty and I smiled wickedly. 

"I've decided to donate some money, slut. And it means you'll be spending some time in that cage ... naked."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 15



Faith had almost expected this, but just the same, she was blushing at the thought. I looked at the cage to satisfy myself that she would be comfortable in it. She could kneel or sit. She would not be able to stand. The floor of the cage was padded. I looked for the person who was hosting for the cage and recognized the attractive young woman who was managing it.

"Hello Emma. It's good to see you again." I said.

"Hello Sir. I'm pleased to see you. It has been a long time. And this is your slave?" Emma responded.

"Yes. Faith, this is Emma. Emma was once my submissive a few years ago."

Faith looked at Emma, her cheeks still blushing, but with new interest. "It is nice to meet you Emma."

Emma smiled. "You belong to Sam, so it is a great pleasure to meet you." Then Emma looked at me. "How long would you like to donate your slave's time, Sir?"

I smiled. "Let's make it 30 minutes."

Emma took Faith's hand and led her behind a curtain for privacy. There were several chairs and a mirror. "So you are the young woman who has captured Sam's heart."

Faith smiled and simply said, "I love him."

"Good. I'm pleased to hear that. He deserves that. I made the mistake of losing him and I sincerely regret it. I hurt him as a result."

Faith's curiosity was getting to her. "What happened?"

"I was with him for 5 months. He was a wonderful lover. The things he did to my body ... " She closed her eyes and smiled as she remembered. "But I decided that he was too old for me. It took more than a year to realize my mistake. Age should have little do with it." She paused. "No, that's not quite right. Age is important because experience accompanies age. I've been with men who thought they were Masters simple because they told you to call them that. Sam was a Master in all ways. He didn't have to tell me, I just knew that he was."

"You said he was hurt when you left him?"

Emma smiled sadly. "I asked for my release from him. Being the kind of man he is, he gave it to me and treated me with respect. But I saw the hurt in his eyes."

Faith's feelings were mixed. She wanted to lash out at this woman for hurting the man she loved and the man who owned her. But she also wanted to thank Emma. If Emma was still with Sam, then she could not have been.

Emma interrupted her thoughts. "We are dawdling. Sam is waiting for you to enter the cage. You may leave your clothes in here. I'm always here, so they will be safe."

Faith began to undress. She carefully took off her dress and slid out of her shoes. All that was left were her blank panties. She bent over to remove them and heard Emma giggle.

"Sam has not lost his touch with the crop." Emma was grinning as Faith turned to face her.

"Oh god! I completely forgot about these marks." Faith was turning red again. "Everyone will see them."

"So what? Did you receive them in pleasure?" Emma asked.

Faith smiled. "Mmmmmm. Yes, I did."

"Then honor your Master. Don't hide them. Let them be seen with pride." 

Emma then turned and walked out to the cage. Faith followed her. She could feel the heat in her face and chest, but she tried not to think about people seeing her nakedness. She walked to the cage thinking of only one thing. She was going to make her Master proud of her.

I watched her walk to the cage. And I felt a stirring in my genitals. It was more than her beauty, although she was very beautiful. It was the way she carried herself. I smiled at her and she looked at me. She smiled and nodded to me and then bent down to step into the cage and kneeled on the floor of the cage. As it turned out, she was the first woman to be placed in the cage. She made no attempt to hide any part of her body. I was proud of her. She was still a bit flushed, but it was clear that she was proud to be in that cage. 

People started to gather and enjoy her beauty. A basket sat off to the side for donations. It did not take long for the basket to start to fill up. I stood back a bit, but did not wander off. I wanted Faith to know I would not leave her. I smiled when she did not try to hide any part of her body, including the marks on her ass from the crop I had used on her earlier in the week. I heard a few comments between couples, none of them bad. I saw people smile and admire her. I saw several women whisper into the ears of their owners and giggle. Throughout it all, Faith sat in her kneeling position, smiling occasionally, looking up at me now and then and mouthing the words, "I love you." I was so proud of my slave. I felt so honored.

The time went by quickly. Faith was getting close to the end of her 30 minutes. I felt someone standing next to me. It was Sara. 

"She's beautiful, Sam."

"Thank you Sara. She truly is. I'm proud of her."

"You should be. You two are perfect for each other."

I looked at Sara, but said nothing. I simply smiled and kissed her cheek.

Sara and I stood there and watched and waited until the end of the 30 minutes. Two men stepped up and admired her. But their behavior was in poor taste. They were crude with their remarks. My face began to flush in anger, but I kept quiet. They looked slightly familiar, but I couldn't place them.

"Bastards! How the hell did those idiots get an invitation?" Sara was angry too.

"Who are they? I know I've seen them before."

"Jim and Jack Harris. Don't you remember them from two years ago? They were pestering some young woman until they were asked to leave."

"Shit. Yes, I do remember them. They have no idea what it means to be an appropriate Dom."

"They're clueless," agreed Sara.

I turned by attention back to Faith. She was ignoring them. She was looking at me, as if I was her strength. I smiled again. Then Emma announced that Faith's time was ended and opened the cage. Faith stepped out and followed Emma behind the curtains. The two brothers chuckled when they noticed the marks on her ass and started to head towards the curtained off area.

"Excuse me Sara." And I walked towards the curtain and cut them off. I ignored them and simply stood in their way.

Emma stepped out and saw me and smiled. "I envy her Sam. You have done well with her."

"Thank you Emma." I smiled again, pushing the Harris brothers out of my head.

Emma went to pick up the baskets and went back behind the curtain. After a few minutes, she returned with Faith. Faith was all smiles and stepped quickly to me and hugged me. I kissed her forehead.

"Faith did very well, Sam. In addition to the $300 you are donating, there was another $350 in the baskets. Thank you for the donation of your money and the time of your lovely slave."

I looked into Faith's eyes. "Very well done my love. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you my love. I was so nervous at first, but Emma was helpful. And as long as I looked at you, I knew I was ok."

I turned to see if Sara was still there and noticed that the brothers had walked off. Thank god. 

Sara walked over and kissed Faith's cheek. "It has been much to long since I have been able to admire your natural beauty, my dear."

Faith blushed. "Thank you Mistress."

Faith jumped suddenly when she heard a loud crack. 

Sara grinned. "I think Jonathon is about to begin his demonstration."

 The three of us walked to the booth where Jonathon was performing. Michael joined us and handed the end of his leash to Sara. And then Jake joined us. I had not seen him until now. 

"Hey Sam. Hello Faith." Jake smiled at her.

"Hello Sir", responded Faith.

"Hi Jake", I said.

Jake looked at Faith. "I'm pleased to see that Sam has finally introduced you to the crop."

Faith blushed. "I didn't know you saw me in the cage."

Jake smiled again. "I stopped by to admire your body and donate. You were too focused on your Master and he was too focused on you for either of you to notice."

I chuckled as we all turned our attention to Jonathon and the object of his whip. I blinked as the loud crack sounded again and I felt Faith jump. Jonathon's submissive was locked in stocks. Her head and wrists were held down by the wooden top, which was locked to the bottom portion of the stocks. The holes in the wood were just large enough for her neck and wrists. She was held tight and bent over. The stocks were attached to a frame that had a four foot by four foot flat piece of wood. The slave was standing on the 4x4 platform, with her ankles tied to two metal rings screwed into the platform. It was obvious she was wet. Her cunt glistened in the light.

Jonathon cracked the whip a third time and until now, she had managed to remain fairly quiet ... other than some whimpering. She cried out as a third red line on her ass rose on her skin. I felt Faith hold my arm tightly.

"Thinking about what it would be like to be in her position, slut?"

"Yes, Master. Watching this is making me wet, but I'm not sure whether I want to ever feel that whip."

I chuckled as we watched the rest of the demonstration. The slave had about a dozen marks on her ass, back of her legs, and lower back before Jonathon stopped. She had cried out after each strike, but it was clear for all of to see that she found pleasure in the whipping as well. As a reward, Jonathon picked up an electric wand and held it against her clit. She screamed and climaxed almost immediately.

"Oh god", Faith whispered. I smiled and looked at her. She looked back at me, with a blush. "I'm dripping Master. May I go to the ladies room to clean up a bit?"

"Not yet. It would be rude to leave until Jonathon has finished. "

"Yes, Master."

Once the slave's climax had subsided, Jonathon released her from the stocks. The crowd that had gathered applauded enthusiastically. Jonathon smiled and walked toward us. He dabbed a bead of sweat away from his brow as he approached, his slave beside him. Her face was quite flushed, but there was a glow about her. I could smell her sex.

"Hello Jonathon." I extended my hand to shake his. "As always, you are a joy to watch."

"Thank you Sam. It's good to see you again. Hello Sara. You are as beautiful as always." Jonathon extended his hand to Jake. "Hello Jake."

Sara smiled. "You still owe me a few more lessons, you sweet man." She gestured towards Michael. "This is Michael and I would love to practice on him."

Jonathon laughed. "Call me next week and we will arrange something." Then he looked at Faith. "And you must be Faith. Tell me slave, would like to feel my whip."

I could feel Faith tremble, but she responded with courage. "It would be an honor, Sir. You are very skilled."

"Yes Jonathon. In fact, you've made my slave quite wet with your skills", I said with a laugh.

Jonathon laughed loudly at that ... and as he noticed Faith blushing, he continued to laugh.

I was still chuckling. "You may go use the ladies room, my love. But only to clean up, not to make yourself cum."

"Thank you Master." Faith was blushing badly by now.

I watched her go, still chuckling. I knew she was feeling a bit humiliated, which I was certain was making her ever wetter.

"She's lovely, Sam", said Jonathon.

"Thank you. I truly love her", I said. "She's an incredible young woman and mature beyond her years."

"And an incredible lover", said Sara.

"Ah. So you have had the pleasure, have you, Sara?" Jonathon asked.

"Yes indeed. But I'm looking forward to seeing her again." Sara smiled at the thought.

"I've shared her with Jake too." I nodded to Jake, who simply smiled.

Sara punched my arm. "You didn't tell me that."

I chuckled and said, "I love you too, Sara."

"But I am very pleased to hear that you have finally introduced her to your play room", said Sara.

Jake chimed in. "So am I. It's about time."

"I've been taking it slowly with her. I didn't want to rush. And as far as I'm concerned, it has worked out perfectly ... as evidenced by how turned on she was by Jonathon's demonstration." I tried not to sound too defensive.

I turned to look to see where my young slut was. I saw her and smiled ... and then realized what was happening. I felt my blood pressure rising.

"Shit!" I said quietly and walked towards Faith in a hurry. The Harris brothers were standing with her. Jim had his hand on her arm. Faith was trying to get by them and I could see from her expression she was half angry and half scared. And then she saw me coming. I kept telling myself, "Stay calm." But it wasn't really helping. Jim noticed Faith looking at me and turned to see me approach them.

"Let go of her please." My voice was even, but I could feel myself shaking.

Jim shook his head. "What could this sweet young thing possibly see in someone as old as you. I'm sure we could show her what she's been missing." 

Jack laughed. Faith was about to say something and she caught my eye as I barely shook my head no.

I looked at Jim and said again, "Let her go, now!"

"Or what?"

Jim was able to say "Or ..", but never got the "what?" out of his mouth. I hit him in the throat, squarely into his adam's apple. Was it a cheap shot? Yep, it was. But the shaking I felt was not only rage, it was fear. Jim was 6 inches taller than me and outweighed me by 40 pounds. Both men were 20 to 25 years younger than I was. I was pretty sure I was about to get pounded to the floor, but I had to even up the odds for myself. 

Jim went down to his knees. He couldn't speak and his face was turning red. Jack's face turned from surprise to menace. 

"What the fuck! You're toast old man, I'm going to kick your fucking ass!"

As Jack was screaming at me, I took Faith's hand and pulled her behind me, my eyes never leaving the angry man in front of me. He lunged at me. I stepped to my left to avoid him as my right arm came up to keep Faith further away from him. I felt his fist graze my chin, but it was a glancing blow. He was off balance and I stuck my foot out to catch his. He went sprawling. 

Before he could get back up, Jake pushed him back down and held him down with a knee in his chest. "I think you and your brother need to leave, Harris."

"Get the fuck off of me!"

"I will, but you will be leaving or I will be the one doing the ass-kicking."

Jack quieted down. He knew Jake well enough that neither he or his brother would want to get into a physical confrontation with him. Jake let him up and then helped get Jack's brother to his feet.

"This isn't over." Jack was no longer screaming, but he was still quite angry.

"Yes it is", said Jake.

"Yes, it is", said Sara. I have a friend in the DA's office who owes me.” And she grinned.

Jack said nothing more. He and his brother left. 

I was still shaking badly. Only seconds had passed by, but it seemed like many minutes. 

I turned to Faith. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine my love, but you are bleeding." There was concern in Faith's voice and in her expression.

I took out my handkerchief and dabbed at my chin. I was bleeding. I couldn't determine how that happened. I had barely felt anything.

"Jack was wearing a ring, Sam. It looked like it had sharp edges." Jake was looking at my chin. "It's a small cut. You'll live. And what the hell was that, anyway? You charged into Jim like you could take him. That was risky. You should have let me handle that."

"Had you been in my shoes, would you have done any different?" I asked. 

"No, I guess not." And then Jake laughed. "It was enjoyable watching you put Jim on his knees."

I wasn't laughing. I was still shaking. And I was angry. I hated losing control like that. But I didn't see that I could have or would have done anything different.

Sara spoke with some concern in her voice. "I think you should take him home, Faith."

"I agree Mistress. Please, Sam, let's go home."

I nodded to her. Jake started to walk with us. "I'll walk you out ... just in case."

The drive home was quiet. My mind was still occupied with my anger at losing control. It didn't matter that had I not done something, Faith or I could have been hurt. Logically, I understood that. But emotionally, I was having trouble. I could count on one hand the number of times I had taken a swing at someone. Ironically, two of those times had been to protect Faith. But I refused to believe that had any significance in either situation. Or at least I didn't want to believe that. I had never loved or cared for any woman like I did Faith. I often avoided trouble like this. But tonight, I never gave it a second thought. I never hesitated. And then it hit me. What a revelation. I had been telling Faith over and over that as her Dom, her Master, I would always protect her. I had just done something I had never done before because I loved her so much. And just like that, the anger was gone.

I turned to look at Faith. She was looking at me. I don't know how long. "I love you Faith ... more than I ever have."

Tears started run down her cheeks. Her thoughts were mirroring mine. "You've always told me you would always protect me from harm. You risked your life to come to me, to save me."

I started to chuckle. "That's probably a little over dramatic, my love."

"No it's not. They would have hurt you badly. You never hesitated. You were there to protect me. You put yourself between me and those two bastards."

The rest of the trip was quiet again. I was no longer angry. I was actually smiling. We pulled into my garage. I got out of the car and then opened Faith's car door to take her hand. I held her hand as I led her into the house. And then I turned to her and did what I had been wanting to do earlier in the car. I pulled her to me and held her. Her arms slid around my neck and held me. We said nothing. We didn't need to. Faith pulled away from me and took my hand. She led me to the bedroom. Where her eyes often held a seductive look, now I only saw her love.

She began to undress me. She helped me take my coat off and laid it over the chair. Then she undid the knot in my tie and removed it. She laid it on top of my coat. I watched her eyes as she went about unbuttoning my shirt. Once she reached the button just above my belt, she pulled the shirt from my pants and then finished with the last two buttons. She reached for each of my wrists and undid the buttons on the cuffs of the shirt. I smiled as she slid my shirt off. She was not going to allow me to do anything. She checked the collar for blood and then set the short aside. 

"Come with me, my love." 

She took my hand and led me to the bathroom. Opening the medicine cabinet, she pulled out hydrogen peroxide and some cotton. She applied some peroxide to the cotton ball and began dabbing my chin. I watched her grimace as she dabbed. She was feeling my sting and she tried to be so careful. After cleaning the scrape, she looked to make sure the bleeding did not start again. I watched her face light back up with a smile and followed her back to the bedroom, my hand in hers. She knelt in front of me, untying my shoes, removing them and then removing my socks. I chuckled as I balanced on one foot at a time as she did this. She looked up at me, smiling and then licked her lips. Still on her knees, she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. My pants slid down to my ankles and I stepped out of them, again with her help. Finally, she slid her fingers inside the waist band of my boxers and pulled them down my legs ... again helping me as I stepped out of them.

My cock was hard as I stood there naked. "It's been a very long time since a woman has undressed me like that, Faith. You can see what it does to me."

Faith giggled. "You will soon feel what it does to me." Then she looked at me as she did earlier. Not the seductive smile, but her love for me in her eyes. "Please get into bed, my love."

I did as she asked and watched her as she undressed for me. It was not like she was stripping for me. It was more like she was removing her dress from her body and showing me that her body belonged to me ... that she wanted no one else but me to have it. Her dress fell to the floor. She stepped towards me and moved on to the bed. She immediately began bathing my cock with her tongue. My cock was already throbbing. When she sucked on the head of my cock, I could not help but groan. She slid her lips down my shaft and slowly fucked me with her mouth. My hands were resting on each side of me. Her hands move to hold my hands. The more she fucked my cock, the tighter our grip of each other's hands got. 




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 16



I was still thinking of Faith and Sara's day together today when I opened the front door. I still had the smile on my face when I saw the attractive young woman at my door step. She smiled, but the expression on my face changed and I was about to tell her that I was not interested in whatever she was selling. When she spoke, it took every effort to keep a straight face.

"Is Annie here?"

It had been so long since I had used or heard that name. "No, she isn't. May I ask who you are and why you are asking?"

She smiled again. "I'm Shannon. I'm Annie's sister."

My mind was reeling. Sister? Faith has a sister? Why would she not tell me something as important as that? I was struggling to decide whether to invite Shannon in and get more information from her. And yet, I didn't want to reveal anything that might tell her about the relationship between Faith and myself. But Shannon made that decision for me.

"Do you mind if I come in?"

"Ummm, of course. But I thought you were looking for Annie."

"Oh I am. But I also wanted to meet you."

I hesitated. And then I showed her into the living room where we both sat down. "I guess I don't understand why you wanted to meet me?"

She giggled. "I wanted to meet the man who is fucking my sister."

Oh Christ! But I kept a straight face, or at least I thought I did. I also decided that I would deny nothing, but I would not volunteer any information either. So I said nothing.

"She never told you about me, did she? You didn't know she had a sister."

So much for keeping a straight face. "No she didn't. I've never seen you before. All I have is your word that you are Annie's sister."

She was quiet for a moment. She was no longer smiling. "My parents died when I was young, I barely remember them. My father and Annie's dad were close friends going all the way back to college. I had no other family. My parent's wishes were that Annie's mom and dad take care of me. They did more than that. They adopted me. Annie and I may not be born of the same parents, but I love her very much and she is my sister."

I felt a little guilty. I had come close to accusing her of a scam. She was polite, but was also defensive. "I apologize if I offended you."

She smiled again. Her smile was disarming. "It's ok. I guess I can't blame you. She didn't tell you about me." And then she laughed when a sudden thought hit her. "Don't worry about our parents. They are clueless about the two of you. And I'm certainly not going to tell them."

My god, the questions I had. "Why do you think it is that Annie did not tell you about me?"

"I'm not sure. Quite honestly, I'm surprised she finally lost her virginity. I thought it would be years. And I'm also surprised she is with a much older man."

My facial expression stayed neutral. 

"Don't get me wrong. You're an attractive man for an old guy. But you're probably close to our dad's age. I just never pictured her with anyone other than someone her own age."

"Ok. So tell me why you don't intend to tell your parents."

She was quiet again before she spoke. "I love our parents, but they are never around. They both have demanding careers and they both travel. Annie and I were always well taken care of, but so little of their time was spent with us. When I returned home, one look at her told me plenty. She is happy."

I lost control of my facial expression for a moment and smiled.

"You also seem to be happy. But then why wouldn't you be? You're fucking a young virgin. She probably has no idea how to satisfy a man. I bet she is clumsy. Everything she does is likely forced because she doesn't know what to do or how to do it. But you could care less because she's tight and nothing more than a cum dump for you."

The smile on my face disappeared. As attractive as Shannon was, I didn't like her much at that moment. But I kept my voice steady "You know nothing about me. And you apparently don't know quite as much about Annie as you think. I think it is time for you to leave." I rose from my chair.

Shannon smiled again and then got up as well, but made no movement towards the door. "I've never been with an older man. But I bet I can make your toes curl a lot harder than Annie can." And then she turned and walked to the door.

I followed her. As she stepped out of the front door, I said to her, "You assume way too much. You have no idea what Annie is capable of. And as for what you think you could do to me, you'll never find out." I paused for a moment, realizing I had already said more than I had intended. "You claim that Annie is happy and that you love her. But you have a very strange way of showing it."

Shannon left without comment.

I was hurting. Why would Faith keep something like that from me? She must have had a good reason, but what could it have been? Through all of the thoughts that came to my mind, trust was the single focus that I came back to over and over again. Faith did not trust me with this. That hurt. But I knew that I had to move beyond that. I needed to hear her side. She would be disciplined regardless, but I still needed to hear what she had to say. Her punishment needed to be appropriate. I needed to remove my emotions from the situation and deal with this. Yeah, right. That's easy to tell someone else to do or consider. It's a whole other matter when that someone is yourself. What probably was saving me from making a bigger mess was the fact that Faith was with Sara for the day. I had time to think. That was good and bad. It gave me time to cool down and think sensibly. It also gave me more time for my stomach to churn over the hurt I was feeling.

And Shannon ... what the hell was her game? She loved her sister? What kind of a sister would say the things she said to me? Was she trying to separate us? But she said she loved Faith ... I mean Annie. Christ! This was messing with my mind. She said Faith was happy ... almost as if she had not seen happiness in Faith's life for some time. If she was serious, why would she try to fuck that up? Unless ... unless she was testing me. Was that it? Was she being protective of her sister?

**********

"Oh my God! Yesss!" 

Sara was screaming in pleasure. Faith's face was buried in Sara's cunt and expertly eating her. She had been tongue fucking Sara and now she was concentrating on her clit, sucking it hard and tugging on it with her lips and her teeth. Sara's cunt had been dripping for some time and this was more than she could take. She cried out loudly as her body spasmed hard. Her orgasm ripped through her body and she squirted. It not only caught Faith off guard, but it surprised Sara as well. Faith continued to suck Sara's clit with a drenched face. As Sara's body began to stop shaking, Faith then went to work on cleaning her Mistress with her tongue.

Sara moaned quietly, still panting. And then finally spoke, "Come kiss me slave. Let me taste myself on your tongue."

Faith smiled and moved up Sara's body. They began to kiss. Sara wrapped her arms around Faith to hold her. She slid her tongue into Faith's mouth and moaned at the taste. And then she realized that Faith's face was wet and pulled back from their kiss to lick the wet spots on Faith's face.

They laid there, for what seemed like an hour, exhausted. Faith's body was sore, but she felt a pleasurable warmth through her. Earlier, Sara had hung Faith by her wrists to a hook on the wall. Faith was forced to stand on her toes while Sara expertly used a whip. Faith had trembled when she saw Sara pick up the whip. She was excited, but also anxious. Sara forced Faith's body to be turned to face the wall and then used the whip against Faith's ass. Faith cried out and tears had run down her face from the pain, but it soaked her cunt. Sara was more of an expert than she had admitted. No blood had been drawn. And then Sara had used a wand on her cunt. Faith orgasmed immediately, screaming in pleasure as her body quivered and shook.

Sara's voice brought Faith back to the present. "Only one other person ever made me squirt like that, Faith."

"Really? You mean you don't do that often?"

Sara smiled. "I said there was only one other person, slave."

"Yes, Mistress. That was a stupid question. I guess I was surprised to hear you admit that." Faith thought for several seconds. "Have I ever met this other person?"

"No. She was someone before you." And then Sara went quiet.

Faith suddenly had a realization about who Sara was referring to and felt a lump in her throat. She laid her head on Sara's chest. "I'm a very lucky girl."

"Why do you say that, slave."

"I am lucky because I love Sam with all of my heart. He is a wonderful man and a fantastic Master. He trusts me and is willing to allow me to be shared with you, Mistress. I care for you very much."

Sara smiled. "If I didn't love Sam as much as I did. I would try to steal you away from him." She laughed at the thought. And then she spoke seriously. "No. I would never attempt to steal you away from him. Because that would poison our relationship. And I do care about you a great deal, Faith."

**********

Faith did not bother going home first. She wanted to see me right away and came to the front door. I opened it and let her in. I barely got a "hello" out. Faith was speaking a mile a minute. She told me about the entire experience. Though I wanted to confront her with what I had learned, I didn't have the heart to kill her excitement and her glow as she told me all about her day with Sara.

"I love you Sam, more than ever. Only someone with such trust would have allowed me to spend time with Sara. Thank you."

"Trust. That is a word that has been on my mind all day."

Faith smiled. "Because you trust me and you love me."

"Actually, that was not the reason, Faith."

Faith's face changed. She could feel something was wrong. "Sam, what's wrong?"

"I met your sister, this morning."

Faith was speechless. She didn't know what to say. Tears ran down her cheeks as she looked at me. "I'm sorry."

"That's not enough, Faith. I don't feel your trust right now and I want to know why."

Faith began to sob as she tried to speak. "But I do trust you. I love you." 

She stepped toward me thinking and hoping I would hold her. Instead, I turned and walked into the living room and sat down. Faith hesitated and then followed me. I gestured to have her sit.

"I'm waiting to hear your side."

Faith felt miserable. She knew I was hurting. She had broken the trust of her Master and the man that she loved. The more she thought about, the harder she cried. I sat in silence and waited for her to gain some control. I felt like a bastard. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to comfort her. But this had to be done. Not only did we have to recapture trust between us, but she needed to learn from this mistake.

Faith finally began to speak. "Shannon is my sister. My parents adopted her when her real parents died. We had always been close. It didn't matter to either of us whether we were born from the same parents, we have been and always will be sisters. She always had more courage than I did. She could try things, do things, that would intimidate me. She always had the boyfriends and I didn't."

"You sound jealous of her."

"I wasn't jealous. Well, yes, I guess maybe I was a little. But it was more about me having fear to do anything about my own feelings. There was a boy that I had a huge crush on. Shannon knew it, but she also knew that I would never approach him and speak to him. So she got together with him. She fucked him. I remember crying myself to sleep for a week. It hurt alot. It hurt that he was with her, but what hurt more was that she would do such a thing to me. That was a year ago. She came to understand how she hurt me and she felt terrible. But I felt betrayed and I couldn't forgive her. Several months went by. I think it was too painful for her to be near me. So she left."

"She left? You mean ran away?"

"No. She didn't run away. She wouldn't do that to our parents. But she convinced them that she wanted to go to this prep school. We barely communicated while she was gone. And then early last week, she showed up without warning. It really hit me when I saw her, I grabbed her and hugged her and cried. I begged for her to forgive me. And before we both knew it we were both crying and holding each other."

I thought quietly for a moment. I had already decided that I would not tell Faith everything that Shannon had said. "Why didn't you tell me about her, especially when she came back?"

Faith looked at the floor and the tears returned. "I was afraid. I was afraid she would take you from me."

"Do you really believe that could happen?"

"I feel so stupid. I know I would never lose you."

"She knows about us."

"What?? Oh my God! What does she know?"

"She knows that I am the man fucking her sister." I used my fingers to make invisible quote marks in the air. 

"She said that to you?"

"Yes, she did. I think she believes I'm not good for you. But she sees that you are happy. And she says she has no plans to say anything to your parents."

"How could she know?"

"Faith, your sister is not dumb. If she has been her for almost 10 days, she had to suspect something ... unlike your parents."

"I suppose you are right. I'm so sorry, Sam." She got up from her chair and started to walk towards me.

I stopped her in her tracks by saying sharply, "Sit down!"

She bit her lip and sat down. "I deserve to be punished."

"You made two mistakes, Faith. First, you didn't tell be about her. Second, you thought I might leave you for her. You have shown me that you do not trust me."

"Noooo! No, that is not true."

I held up my hand to quiet her. "Until you can show me that there are no trust issues between us, I will not touch you .... at all."

The gravity of what I just said hit her. She began to cry again. 

"Go home Faith. I want you to tell Shannon everything ... and I mean everything, right up to your punishment. And then I want you to ask her about the conversation she had with me."

In between sobs, she asked, "Why?"

"You need to hear it from her."

"I love you Sam. I always will."

"I love you too, Faith. Unfortunately, this is another lesson that you must experience and learn from." And then I got up and walked away from her to hide my own tears.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 17



Several days had gone by. I had not seen anything of Faith. She had not even shown up to walk Maggie. And maybe that was a good thing. It gave me time to think. She definitely needed time to think. She needed to figure out how to make me believe that she trusted me.

I was surprised to see both Faith and Shannon at the door when I answered the door bell. "Hello Annie. Hello Shannon."

Faith spoke up immediately. "Shannon knows that my name is Faith. She has not gotten used to it, but she knows. She doesn't believe me when I tell her about the playroom."

I chuckled. "So show her."

Faith took Shannon downstairs. I decided to not accompany them. This was Faith's task to do. Faith opened the door of the playroom and turned on the lights. She looked at Shannon, only to see Shannon's eyes almost pop out of her head. Faith started to giggle.

Shannon finally lost her speechlessness. "My god. I'm not even sure how some of this stuff is used." And then she looked at Faith. "He's a pervert."

Faith's reaction was swift. She slapped Shannon across the face. "Don't you ever, ever call him that. He is my Master and I love him. I have given myself to him. I would do anything for him." 

Shannon was almost as surprised by the slap on her cheek as she was by the room. "I'm sorry, Annie .... I mean Faith. I'm just having trouble believing all of this." She walked around the room, inspecting the furniture and the tools and toys. She stopped at the saw horse. "So he ties your wrists and ankles to the legs of this thing?"

Faith smiled. "Yes, he does. It makes me wet just to be near it and think about it."

"Ok. Who are you and what did you do with my sister?"

Faith laughed out loud. "I'm serious Shannon. The things he does to me when we are in here ... my cunt is dripping right now."

"But you were a virgin. You couldn't even approach boys."

"Maybe that was the difference. I needed a man, not a boy. Sam has been a wonderful teacher and lover."

Shannon stopped at the work bench where the crops, floggers, and paddles lay. She shivered. "So you like the pain?"

"I can't explain it. I feel pain and pleasure at the same time. I think the pain heightens the pleasure."

Faith ushered Shannon out of the room and took her back upstairs. I was in the living room reading and the two of them came in to sit down on the couch across from me.

Faith spoke up as I put my book down. "Shannon has something to say to you."

I looked at Shannon and said nothing.

Shannon looked at the floor and started to speak, but I interrupted her. "If you have something to say to me, Shannon, look at me."

Shannon looked up at me. She looked at Faith and then back to me. "I said some awful things to you before. I didn't mean them. I was trying to protect my sister. I love her and would do anything for her. But it is clear to me now that you and I have that in common. I am sorry for what I said to you. You make Faith happy. I can see that."

"Thank you. I appreciate your sincerity." I continued to look at Shannon. She still had a look of puzzlement on her face. "You have something you wish to ask, Shannon. Ask."

"May I be blunt?"

I chuckled. "Of course."

"How is it that Faith learned how to please a man? She couldn't do anything with a guy. She didn't know anything about sex. I always figured I would have to lead her by the nose to teach her things. And even then, I never believed she would be much good at sex."

Faith and I looked at her and then burst out laughing. Shannon giggled a little, but only a little. She really did not understand what had happened to her sister.

I turned to Shannon."Your sister is an amazing lover. Yes, I taught her things, but only because she wanted to learn so badly. You're looking at a young woman who can give a man oral sex and not lose a drop of cum. You are looking at a young woman who can make a woman scream in pleasure as she eats cunt."

Shannon's eyes got wide. "You've been with a woman?"

I gave Faith a look as if I was annoyed and then started to chuckle. "You didn't tell her about Sara."

"Oh my god, I forgot!"

"How could you forget?"

Faith was blushing. "Because I spent all of my time telling her about you."

Shannon was looking at the two of us with disbelief. 

I finally told her, "Sara is a very close friend of ours. Like me, she is a Dominant, or Domme. And she loves spending time with Faith, just as Faith loves spending time with Sara."

Faith looked back at me and grinned. "I forgot to tell you. I made Sara squirt."

I looked at Faith, my mouth open. "Really? That hasn't happened since ..."

"I know! I figured that out."

Shannon couldn't stand it anymore. "Oh my God! I can hardly believe this. You two talk about these things as if it is all normal."

Faith took Shannon's hand. "It is normal, Shannon. Sure, the life style is a little different. But we love each other. We love our friends. How I feel for Sam and the people I have become friends with ... that is no different than how I feel about you."

"Shannon, you have never had a man love you and protect you ... have you?" Shannon looked at me, but said nothing. "You've never been with a woman, either."

Quietly, she said, "No. No to both questions. I've always found men to be pigs. My last boyfriend decided to move on once he saw someone else who was more interesting than I was."

"Oh Shannon." Faith hugged Shannon. "Whatever you do, please don't give up on men. They're not all bad." Faith looked at me, I could see pain in her eyes for her sister.

"No. I no longer believe that. You have Sam. I refused to believe it at first, but what you have is very special." She smiled as she looked at Faith. "And I must admit, I envy you."

I smiled and then got up from my chair. "I think it is time for you both to go."

Faith and Shannon both got up, but Shannon hesitated to leave. "Please don't punish her anymore. She cries herself to sleep. It was all my fault."

Faith took Shannon's arm. "Shannon, please don't."

"It is not all of your fault. Faith did not trust me concerning you. She has to learn on her own how much of a mistake that was."

Shannon wanted to object more, but Faith again interrupted her. "Please, Shannon. I want to speak to Sam. Would you give us a moment? I'll be home in a few minutes."

"Ok, but don't hurry home on my account. This is where you belong." Shannon looked at me again. "I am really sorry for whatever pain I may have caused you." And then she turned and left the room.

As I heard the front door shut, I turned back to Faith. "Please sit, Master."

I sat down and Faith began to remove her clothes. I shook my head. "Faith, we are not doing this."

"Please Master. I am not stripping my clothes to seduce you. I would never dishonor you like that. Please let me do this and say what I have to say."

I nodded and waited for her to prepare herself. She removed all of her clothes and then kneeled in front of me. She was careful not to be too close so that she could touch me.

She looked down at the floor as if to prepare herself and then looked up at me. "I am yours. My body is yours. My mind is yours. My spirit and my soul are yours. I would do anything for you. You are my Master. You are my lover. You are my best friend. And you are the man I want to be with forever. I trust you completely. There is nothing that you could do or say that would shake my trust in you. I have had my insecurities around my sister. But not any longer. The only way I can think of convincing you of that is to ask you to train her as you have trained me."

"Faith ... no, I cannot do that."

"Please, Master. This is how I can show you that I can never be jealous. I can show you that I trust you completely."

"It isn't necessary to do that. Beside, you are not thinking about Shannon's wishes."

"Yes, I am. We have spent the last two days talking about you. She knows every experience that I have had with you. She knows how much I love you, not because I tell her that, but because she can see it and feel it."

"That, my love, does not make her a submissive."

Faith smiled. "I have missed hearing you call me that."

"I have missed touching you."

Tears came to her eyes. "I have felt the hurt you experienced by not being able to touch you. I am so sorry."

It took every effort I had not to leave my chair. "Faith, I understand what you are suggesting, but what makes you think that I have any interest in Shannon? What makes you think I want to have a relationship with two women?"

Faith smiled through her tears. "Doesn't every man want to be with two women? The idea of it is making me wet."

I sighed. "I've been with two women before, but never when I was in love with one of them. Three people in a relationship is complicated. And it takes extraordinary trust on everyone's part. It is clear you have considered this, but I don't think you have thought about the potential consequences. Have you thought about how Shannon will handle this? Does she have the capability of that kind of trust?" 

Faith paused for a moment. "I think she does. I think she wants to talk to you about it. She isn't quite sure about receiving pain, but she was very turned on by everything else I told her. She sees how much I love and respect you and is impressed by that. And when I told her what you did at the party to protect me .... let's just say she has a respect for a man that she never considered before. She wants to feel what I feel. She wants to be loved and cared for like I am. But she won't ask unless she knows I am ok with it. She feels badly enough about what has happened and thinks it is all her fault. I want to prove to you both that I trust you and that I love you. Even if that means you fucking her."

"You are still not considering what I want or what I need."

"Yes I am. What better way to serve you than for there to be two of us?"

I rose up out of my chair and approached Faith. My fingers stroked her hair and then caressed her cheek. She closed her eyes and held my hand against her cheek.

"I will think about it. Now come with me slave."

Faith got to her feet and followed me obediently. I heard her whimper when she realized I was headed for the playroom. But that was the only sound she made. 

I opened the door and turned on the light. I walked to the stocks and opened the top half. I turned to Faith and simply looked at her. She placed herself in the stocks and I closed the top half on her. Her neck and wrists were firmly held in place. I kneeled behind her and tied her ankles to two hooks attached to the floor. Neither of us spoke as I stood up behind her and looked at her body. My cock was stiff with anticipation. I had missed Faith more than I had admitted to her. Her punishment was as painful for me as it was for her. 

I removed all of my clothes and then walked to the other side of the stocks. "Open your mouth slut."

"Yes, Master." 

As Faith opened her mouth, I immediately pushed my cock past her lips. I didn't hold back. Her nose was pressed against my pubic bone. The head of my cock was hitting the back of her throat and she gagged. I placed my hands on top of the stock and began fucking her mouth. I was not gentle. She tightened her lips around my shaft and tried to swallow the head of my cock with each thrust. I could not stop myself from groaning. I heard her whimper. I listened to her gag. I didn't stop despite knowing the discomfort of her head being constantly pushed back against the stocks.

I could feel my balls tingle. I was not quite ready to cum and I pulled my cock out of her mouth. Faith panted as she caught her breath. I walked back to the far corner of the room and picked up the electric wand. I walked back and slid my fingers over Faith's ass and then between her legs. She moaned quietly as I rubbed her cunt. She was wet, which was no surprise. I slid two fingers inside of her and stroked her. Her ass shivered. 

As I pulled my fingers out, I turned on the wand. She heard it and whimpered again. 

"You will not need my permission to cum, my love."

She whimpered again and then cried out as the wand touched her clit. I held it there as she shivered and moaned. I watched her legs pull at the ties around her ankles. Her toes curled and she cried out loudly as she climaxed. I held the wand firmly against her clit. She stood up on her toes and then back down on her heels again. She pushed her ass up and then back down. I did not let up. I held the wand against her clit and she climaxed again, crying out even louder. And still, I would not move the wand away. Instead, I slide my two fingers back into her and began to finger fuck her. 

"OH MY GOD!" 

She could not hold still. Her cries were constant. My hand was dripping from her juices. I felt her body begin to spasm as her third climax swallowed her body. 

Her upper body was flushed. While I could not see her face, I was sure she was red. She was also panting. I kept this up for two more orgasms. She was nearing exhaustion. I finally pulled my fingers out of her cunt, but immediately pushed my cock into her. The wand was held in place and I could feel it. I knew I would not last long. I was throbbing. Faith screamed out again as I began to fuck her. As before, I was not gentle. I fucked her cunt hard, slamming into her with each thrust. Her shoulders kept banging against the stocks. She climaxed again, her sixth orgasm. I cried out loudly as I also climaxed. Despite her exhaustion, I could feel her cunt squeezing me with each thrust. I kept pounding her cunt until she had thoroughly drained me.

I finally pulled out of her, my cock glistening from her dripping cunt. I kneeled and untied her ankles and then unlocked the top of the stocks and helped her stand up straight. She collapsed against me. She was exhausted. Her cheek was pressed against my chest. She closed her eyes with a smile as I held her. I picked her up and carried her back up stairs. I walked into the kitchen and set her body down in a chair. Pulling a glass from the cupboard, I filled it with ice water from the fridge and gave it to her, encouraging her to drink it all. I knew she was a little dehydrated. She was still sweating, but she was gaining some strength back.

"You're not going to give me a bath?" She smiled sleepily.

"No love. I want Shannon to see you as you are now. Go home and take a bath and then get a good night sleep."

Faith had some slight marks on her neck from the stocks, but they didn't look too bad.

"And have Shannon apply some lotion to your neck."

I helped Faith get dressed and then she slipped out the door. The night air helped revive her. She snuck quietly into the house. She knew that her parents would be sleeping. She also believed Shannon was sleeping to, but was a little surprised to find Shannon up and waiting for her.

"Oh my god, Annie! You look like you survived a hurricane."

Faith grinned tiredly. "Help me get a hot bath going. I know I smell of sex."

Shannon grinned and went into their shared bathroom to run the water and fill the tub. Faith undressed and sat down on the floor to wait. She was too tired to move. When Shannon returned, Faith was dozing, leaning against the bed. She managed to get Faith up and walked her into the bathroom. Faith stepped into the bathtub and sat down. It was obvious to Shannon that she would have to bathe Faith. She kneeled beside the tub and began to soap up Faith's body. 

She noticed the marks around Faith's neck. "Good lord! What did he do to you?"

All Faith could say was, "Stocks." And then she grinned. "I climaxed six or seven times. He's never done anything like that to me before. I don't even know how to describe it."

Shannon was speechless. She also felt a tingling in her cunt. But she kept it to herself.

After finishing the bath, she gently dried Faith and applied some lotion to her neck. Then Shannon helped her into bed, pulling the bed covers over Faith's body.

Faith looked up at her. "I love you Shannon." And then she drifted off to sleep.

Shannon slipped into bed next to her and held her. Her eyes began to tear up. All she could think about was experiencing the same love that her sister felt.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 18



The next morning, both Faith and Shannon appeared at my door to walk Maggie. They were in a very good mood. I smiled as I listened to their giggles. Maggie was all ears too. She was ready for her morning walk. She wasn't quite used to Shannon yet, but she loved the attention. 

I looked down at her with a mock look of disgust. "You are getting spoiled." But she could have cared less. She was getting all kinds of love from the two girls. 

As I watched, I started to wonder about what happened after Faith went home. What did they talk about? I watched the girls walk away with Maggie. Shannon was going to ask me to train her. I was sure of that. But was it because of curiosity or did she truly want it? Was she really interested in our life style? Did she want to become a proper submissive? I had this sense of her becoming a good submissive, but a sassy one too. Damn. Did I really need this? Did I want it? I wanted to make sure that Shannon was going to be committed. But how committed was I? It was clear that Faith wanted this to happen, but did she want it to happen for the right reasons? I believed she did. She loved Shannon. She wanted happiness for her. But wanting and having could be very far apart if my mind was not right for this. 

I sat down to read, but I couldn't tear my mind away from this. I had to have a plan on how to proceed. I needed to take this far enough to see if both Shannon and I wanted this and were prepared to take it much further. I already knew that I could not train her in the same way I had trained Faith. But I believed that I might need to test Shannon to see if she was going to do this for the right reasons. And then I started to chuckle. Slow down. She hasn't even asked yet.

After the girls returned with Maggie, they left as Faith usually did and returned home. Within ten minutes, they were entering the patio door, both of them still smiling. I looked at them both and shook my head with a grin. What was I getting myself into?

"Master? " said Faith. "Shannon has something to ask you?"

"Ok. Let's talk in the living room." I led them into the living room and had them sit down.

They were no longer giggling. Faith was smiling, but Shannon was nervous.

Shannon was looking at the floor as she was about to speak. And then she remembered the last time she had spoken to me and looked directly at me. "Master ..."

"Stop right there." I said. " I am not your Master. And you have not earned the right to call me that. If you wish, you may address me as 'Sir'."

Shannon was even more anxious now. She was finding it hard enough to say what she wanted to say without me correcting her.

"Sir. I want to be trained. I want to be a good submissive." She looked over at Faith and then back to me. "I want you to train me."

"Why?" I asked.

Shannon was prepared to answer that question. "Because I see how happy Faith is and I want to feel that happiness. I want to feel the same love, care, and protection that she does. I have not known you long, but it is clear to me that you are special. And I believe you are a man I can trust."

"Are you jealous of Faith?"

"No, but I do envy her. In all our years together as sisters, I have never seen her so happy. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel like she does."

I looked at Faith and smiled. She smiled back and mouthed the words "I love you." 

I turned back to Shannon. "Faith convinced me that you would make this request. I have been thinking about it ever since. I will teach you what I can. It will be up to you if you absorb what I have to offer you. But be very clear. There will be a parole period. What you ask changes the relationship Faith and I have. It at any time I believe that this training threatens that, this is over. Are we clear?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Now tell me what you think a submissive is."

Shannon looked at Faith for a moment and then back at me. "I think what I believed in the past is not right. I used to think that a submissive woman to a dominant man was a floor mat. I believed the man simply ordered her around, made her a slave, including a sexual slave. But I don't see that with you and Faith. I mean I realize that you give her commands and tell her what to do, but you talk to each other as if you were partners in your relationship. You do punish her, but you protect her and care for her. And you love her."

"Very good. I'm pleased to see you have an open mind and that you are willing to change your views. There is one other thing that you did not mention. Did Faith tell you what she did last night?"

"She told me about cumming six or seven times."

Faith quietly giggled and I smiled and shook my head.

Shannon smiled and continued. "But that was all she told me."

"What Faith did after you left was kneel before me naked and re-affirmed what she did months ago. She gave herself to me. She committed her mind, her body, and her spirit and soul to me. She belongs to me. And I cannot take that lightly. She GAVE herself to me. That is the greatest gift anyone can ever give. It is why she calls me Master. When you are given a gift like that, to do anything less than cherish it would be wrong. And I do cherish her."

Faith looked at me again with watery eyes. "And I cherish him. I am his slut, his slave, his lover, his best friend. I will do anything he asks me to do."

I smiled at Faith and then looked back at Shannon. "I am not asking you to do the same. That is not a decision anyone should make without serious thought. And I cannot even tell you if I could accept such an offer if you gave it. But you and I will learn about each other as we do this. I will guide you and care for you. If and when the time comes and you decide to make this offer, I will seriously consider it as I did Faith."

Shannon had been quiet and attentive. She repeated in her mind what she heard me say, but also what Faith had said. The night before, her cunt tingled, but the feeling she had now was different. She felt love in this house and wanted to be a part of it. She wanted to love and be loved. And she wanted to be given a purpose.

She looked at me again and said, "I really want this. I want to learn. And I hope that I don't disappoint you."

"You will not disappoint me as long as your efforts are always focused on learning. You will make mistakes, but that is how you will learn."

Shannon smiled. "Thank you, Sir." She hesitated a moment. "Will I also be your slut and your slave?"

"Good question. Yes, you will. Does that mean I'm going to fuck you the first chance I get? No. In fact, I don't even know when that might happen. Does it mean I will give you commands to obey? Yes, but I will never ask you to do something that puts you in danger. I will not apply pain because I know you are not ready for that. You may never be ready for that. But we will take it one step at a time."

"As your slave, what can I do for you first?"

I thought for moment. And then I smiled. "New rule in the house. You both must be naked while you are here."

Shannon blushed and hesitated. Faith, on the other hand immediately stood up and began removing her clothes. She whispered to Shannon to encourage her. Shannon stood up and slowly began removing her clothes. Faith was soon naked, her clothes draped over the couch. Shannon's blush had turned even more red. She finally stood before me without clothes, but she tried to use her hands to cover her breasts and her cunt. Her clothes lay around her feet.

"Drop your hands, Shannon."

"Yes Sir." She was really struggling with this.

"Shannon, do you know why I requested you to remove your clothes?"

"You want to see my body?" she asked.

"No." I stopped and laughed. "Well, yeah. But my real purpose was to help you learn to be comfortable with your body. You're quite beautiful. You have nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to hide."

"She is beautiful, isn't she?" said Faith.

"Thank you", she whispered. Shannon was still quite red.

I walked towards Shannon and stopped in front of her. I lifted her chin with my fingers and looked into her eyes. "You are a very beautiful young woman and I meant what I said." And then I kissed her forehead.

I stepped back from her. "Please pick up your clothes and Faith's clothes and take them into the bedroom."

"Yes, Sir." Shannon did as she was told. As she bent over, her backside towards me, she realized what she was showing me and felt the heat in her face again. She kneeled and picked up her clothes and then picked up Faith's clothes. I chuckled and shook my head as she walked to the bedroom.

I pulled Faith into my arms and held her, looking into her eyes. "I love you", I said. 

Faith smiled and kissed my lips softly. And then I smacked her ass playfully. "You are both beautiful. And to be honest, I am exerting a lot of control not to fuck you both."

Faith giggled and then took my hand and rubbed it against her cunt. She was wet. "I would have no objections to that, Master."

I shook my head and smiled. "Such a slut you are."

Shannon returned to hear me and see me rubbing Faith's cunt. She bit her lip as she felt that familiar tingling in her own cunt.

"Have either of you had lunch?" I asked.

"No." They spoke in unison.

I led the girls to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and started pulling things out to place on the counter. The girls sat down while I made sandwiches and a salad for each of them. It was early afternoon and they were both hungry. Maggie came into the kitchen. She had heard and smelled food being prepared. She was not about to miss anything that might be accidently dropped to the floor.

Shannon seemed to forget about her nakedness as she ate. I had to admit to myself that she was quite stunning. She had dark hair to Faith's blond hair. She was shorter than Faith and her breasts were larger. They were both beautiful. I had not been kidding about what I said to Faith earlier. I could feel my cock stirring and I had to make an effort to control my thoughts.

As I tried to think of other things, it hit me to ask them something. "Do either of you know how to cook?"

They both looked up. "I've learned a little", said Shannon. "But it was mostly microwave kinds of stuff."

"I've never cooked", said Faith. "I guess I never counted warming something up in the oven or the microwave as cooking."

"You both need to learn. Do you need to be home for dinner?"

"Mom and Dad left early this morning and won't be back until after the weekend." Faith was grinning at the thought of being with me all weekend.

"Good. Then you both are going to help me prepare dinner. Shannon, do you like Italian?"

"Yes, I do, Sir."

"Good. So does Faith. We'll make something fairly simple. I love manicotti. But I need to run to the store to pick up a few things. You two finish up here and clean up the kitchen. And you may put your clothes back on. I don't want either of you to get your tits burned from boiling water or hot marinara sauce."

They both giggled and said, "Yes, Sir."

Hours later, after dinner, we sat and relaxed around the dining room table. I was sipping my wine when Shannon spoke up. "That was really good, Sir. Thank you for letting us help make dinner."

I smiled. "It wasn't a matter of letting you help. There are things you need to know and experience to be able to serve your Master and care for him. But you also need to know these things to be more independent. Just because I will take care of you does not mean that you should not do things for yourselves."

"It was fun. I want to help with each meal so I can learn to cook on my own", said Faith.

Shannon got up and started to clear the table. Faith started to get up and help, but Shannon stopped her. "Sit. I'll do this."

I watched Shannon as she cleared the table. I had been observing her all day. I believed that she was sincere about enjoying the day in my house. She wanted to please me, but she also wanted to please Faith. I had some ideas about how we would proceed with her training. Faith interrupted my thoughts.

"I brought over a movie that we could watch tonight. I think you'll like it." She went to get it from the living room.

"Please tell me it's not a chick flick", I called out to her.

Shannon giggled as she cleared the last of the dishes from the table.

It turned out to be a pretty good movie. I preferred action thrillers and this fit the bill. Faith sat in her usual spot on my right, cuddled into my body. Shannon wasn't quite sure where to sit. She wanted to sit with us and be included, but she knew she had not earned that right. I overlooked that and patted the couch next to me on my left. She smiled in relief and sat down next to me, leaning into my body while trying not to make it look to obvious. I had to suppress a chuckle. Who would have thought these two women would want to cuddle during an action movie. But Faith had always been that way. She simply loved being touched and held and cuddled. And so did I for that matter.

The movie ended and I got up and stretched. "Come on, slaves. It's time for bed. Shannon, you should probably head back home."

"What? Can't I stay?"

"No Shannon. Not yet."

Then Faith spoke up. "Please Master, please let her stay." And then she rose on her toes and licked my ear.

I gave her a look. I tried to appear stern, but Faith could see right through me. She giggled and sucked on my ear lobe and said, "Please?"

"Fine. Shannon, you'll sleep in the guest bedroom."

Faith was about to carry on her little seduction act further when I said, "Quit while you are ahead, slut."

"Yes, Master."

Faith made sure Shannon had everything she needed in the guest bedroom and then came to my bedroom. I was waiting for her.

"Get undressed slut." 

She quickly did as she was told. She came to me and started to wrap her arms around me, but instead, I suddenly turned her body around and pulled her arms behind her back. I had been holding handcuffs behind my back, but now, I was putting them on her wrists. I moved my hands to cup her breasts and then pinch her nipples. 

She moaned quietly and whispered, "I've been wet all day, my love."

I slid one hand down to her cunt and began to rub her clit. She moaned again and leaned her body back into mine. I pushed her body away from mine and tossed her body onto the bed. She laid face down as I watched her. I quickly undressed and then went to the night stand beside the bed and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. I got onto bed with her and poured some of the baby oil down the crack of her ass. 

Faith whimpered. "Oh god! Please fuck my ass, Master."

"Get on your knees, slut." I helped her rise to her knees, with her face and shoulders buried into the pillow. As I probed her tight little ass with the head of my cock, she groaned and pushed back. My cock slid inside of her ass. She squeezed me hard and it was my turn to groan. I withdrew partially and then slammed back in. My hands held her hips as I began to fuck her ass. Despite her wrists being cuffed together, she managed to use her hands to pull her ass apart just a little. It allowed me to fuck her a little more deeply.

I was groaning constantly. I loved fucking her ass. She was so tight. She squeezed me as hard as she could with each thrust. My hands left her hips and moved up her body. I lifted her body up from the bed. I continued to fuck her ass harder and harder. My hands held her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard. I pinched them tightly. I moved one hand to her cunt and began to rapidly rub her clit. 

She cried out loudly. "I'm going to cum, Master. Please let me cum."

"Not yet, slut", I groaned.

My other hand left her other breast and I wrapped it around her throat. I could feel the tingling in my balls. It would not be long.

Faith had never felt my hand around her throat before. Her body shivered hard. "Oh shit! Please let me cum!"

"Cum for me, slut."

Faith's orgasm was explosive. Her body rocked and spasmed. My hand was wet with her juices. I could not hold back and I cried out loudly. My cock expanded and shot my cum deep into her ass. I continued to fuck her until I almost collapsed on top of her. I took the handcuffs off and then collapsed to the side of her, still breathing heavy. Faith was also panting. She laid down next to my side with her head on my chest.

After a few moments, she said, "You've never wrapped your hand around my throat like that before. I thought I would cum immediately when you did that."

I kissed the top of her head. "What you love is the feeling of vulnerability and being completely controlled."

Faith smiled. "I do." She paused a moment. "When are you going to fuck Shannon?"

"What makes you think I will?"

"You mean you won't? Don't you want to?"

"I'm not quite ready for that, my love. And neither is she, although she may not know it. I have to know if she is committed to this. And why is it that you want this so much? This is more about your trust in me."

"Yes, I suppose it is. I really want to share you with her."

"You also want to have her."

Faith lifted her head and looked at me. "Is it that obvious?"

I chuckled. "Yes, it is. I see how you look at her. I don't know how long you have had feelings for Shannon like this. But once you had the opportunity to taste another woman, I believe you have wanted her. You just don't know how to approach her."

"She would freak."

"Maybe she would, but you won't know until you try. Go to her Faith."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Thank you my love. I may be back soon. She may reject me."

"Go."

Faith walked into the guest bedroom and found Shannon masturbating. Upon seeing her, Shannon stopped with a cry. It was obvious she was embarrassed. She turned her body away from Faith.

"What are you doing here? You should be with him! I heard every sound! Go be with him!" Shannon was so embarrassed she could not face Faith.

Faith got into bed with Shannon. "He sent me to you." Faith spooned against Shannon's back-side and moved her hand over Shannon's hip to her cunt. "Let me help you Shannon", she whispered.

Shannon tensed up. "What?? What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make you cum." Faith kissed her Shannon's shoulder as her fingers began to rub her clit. "I want you Shannon."

"Oh god!" Shannon moaned and squirmed. But she would not push Faith's hand away.

Faith's other hand slid under Shannon's body and grasped her breast. She squeezed the nipple tightly, causing Shannon to groan again. Faith continued to massage her clit, but harder and faster. It would not take long. Shannon's cunt had been tingling long before Faith walked into the room. Shannon placed her hand on Faith’s wrist … not to stop Faith, but to encourage the movement of Faith’s hand. Faith moved her lips to Shannon's neck and started biting and sucking her skin. At the same time, she pinched the nipple harder as her other hand continued to rub the clit even harder. Shannon cried out and climaxed. Faith continued to rub her clit, not letting up. She twisted the nipple as the climax lasted longer than Shannon thought was possible.

When they had both become calm, Shannon turned to face Faith. "I hope we do this again."

Faith pulled Shannon's face to her breasts. "We will. But I have a feeling Master will decide how often we make love."

She kissed the top of Shannon's head, as her Master had done earlier. "I love you Shannon."

"I love you too Faith. And if at any moment I think I may spoil what you have with Sam, I will walk away. I promise."

Faith smiled. "I doubt it will ever come to that."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 19



Faith moaned quietly. Her nipples were hard and she could feel teeth biting one of them. The biting stopped and then she felt her nipple being sucked again, followed by more biting. Her cunt was tingling and then she felt fingers gently fucking her. What a wonderful dream. But it wasn't a dream. Faith opened her eyes and realized that Shannon was determined to make Faith cum. She moaned again as her hands move to Shannon's head and held her close. The biting and sucking intensified. Shannon's fingers continued to fuck Faith even faster. As her fingers moved in and out of Faith's cunt, her thumb rubbed Faith's clit. Her hand was wet from Faith's cunt. Shannon realized that Faith was awake and assaulted her body even harder. 

Faith cried out, "Oh God! I'm going to cum!"

Shannon responded by sucking and biting harder. Her fingers moving more quickly. Faith's body suddenly began to spasm. She cried out loudly as she climaxed. 

Shannon started to slow down, but Faith cried out again, "No! Don't stop!"

Shannon moaned in response and continued her furious sucking and finger fucking. Faith's climax continued, her body shaking and trembling. And then her body stopped moving. She was breathing heavily. She was flushed. She held Shannon tightly. Shannon slowed down and pulled her fingers out of Faith. She continued to lick and gently suck Faith's nipples.

"Kiss me", whispered Faith.

Shannon released Faith's nipple and moved up towards Faith's lips. She began to kiss Faith gently, but it quickly turned passionate. The young submissive Faith turned into the dominant lust-filled Faith. Both women were moaning into each other as they kissed. Faith's tongue was in Shannon's mouth. This was so new to Shannon. And yet it seemed so natural.

Faith pulled back from their kissing and rolled Shannon over on her back. She gave Shannon a wicked grin. "My turn, slut!"

Shannon whimpered as Faith moved down and began to lick Shannon's breasts. Faith's body forced Shannon's legs apart. She could feel how wet Shannon was against her belly. Faith focused her tongue on Shannon's nipples. She sucked them gently, but only at first. With her mouth on one nipple, she moved her fingers to the other nipple and pinched and tugged it. Shannon's body was squirming beneath her. Her moans were more frequent and louder. The harder Faith sucked on Shannon's nipple, the more it swelled. 

Without warning, she switched nipples. She began to suck the other nipple, while her fingers began to pinch and twist the swollen nipple. Shannon could not hold still. She cried out loudly when Faith began to bite her nipple. Shannon began to run her fingers through Faith's hair, but it wasn't long before the passion caused her to hold Faith's head tightly. Faith tugged the nipple with her teeth and then released it. She sucked it again and then released it. She pulled loose from Shannon's grip and looked into Shannon's eyes. 

Even if Shannon had wanted to stop Faith, she felt helpless to do so. She was entirely under Faith's control. Her body was trembling in anticipation. Faith gave Shannon her wicked grin again and slowly moved lower down Shannon's body. Faith used her fingers to pull the folds of Shannon's cunt apart and gently slid her tongue between them. Shannon moaned again and tried to hold still. Faith pushed her tongue inside of Faith and then pulled out. She used the tip of her tongue to tease Shannon. She sucked on Shannon's cunt lips and then slid her tongue back inside. This time she stayed inside her, pushing as deeply as she could, her nose pressed against Shannon's mound. Faith explored with her tongue, moaning quietly as her tongue tasted everywhere she could touch.

When Faith finally pulled her tongue out, Shannon whimpered, "Please don't stop."

"I'm not done, slut."

Faith used the tip of her tongue to tease Shannon's clit. Shannon's moaning continued. Faith flicked her tongue over and under the clit rapidly, causing it to swell. Then she began to suck on it. Shannon's body went rigid and she cried out loudly. Faith sucked harder and tried to hold Shannon's body still at the same time. But Shannon was losing control. The volume in her cries only increased. When she felt Faith's teeth against her clit, she screamed and climaxed hard. Faith did not let up. She continued to suck and bite Shannon's clit. She slid her fingers into Shannon's cunt and began to finger fuck her. Shannon could hardly believe what was happening. She had another orgasm. Her body was shaking so hard that Faith had to stop and pull back.

As Shannon's body calmed, Faith gently licked Shannon's cunt. Shannon was still trembling. Her breathing was irregular and she was sweating. Faith finished cleaning Shannon's cunt and then moved back up her body and kissed her deeply. Shannon had never tasted her own cunt on someone else's tongue. She sucked on Faith's tongue as they kissed.

Minutes later, after breathing returned to normal, Faith and Shannon lay side by side, facing each other. Neither had spoken, they simply looked into each other's eyes.

Finally, Shannon spoke up. "I've never had anyone do to me what you just did."

Faith smiled. "You're only the second woman I have made love to."

"My God! Where did you learn to give a woman oral sex like that?"

"From Sam."

Shannon's eyes went wide. "What? Are you serious?"

"Completely serious. Oh my God, Shannon. I love when he eats my cunt. Of course, his mustache and goatee tickle a little bit." Faith giggled at the thought.

Shannon thought about how powerful her orgasms were earlier and then pictured Sam giving her that much pleasure. She felt that tingling in her cunt again. She wanted to ask about whether Sam would fuck her any time soon, but she held back. She wanted to feel his touch, and yet, she did not want to disturb what was happening and the pace that it was happening at. She was very happy that she was where she was.

Faith disturbed Shannon's thoughts. "Tell me what you are thinking."

"It can wait." Shannon smiled and hugged Faith. "I'm so happy right now. I can't explain it, but I understand your happiness even more than I did."

Faith smiled. "Come on. We should get out of bed. I can't believe Sam left us alone this long."

The two of them wandered out to the kitchen. They had not bothered to put anything on. There was a note on the counter. "You two sluts sounded busy, so Maggie and I went for a walk. Sam"

Shannon looked at Faith. "Do you think he might be mad at us?"

Faith laughed. "God no. He was probably laughing as he walked out of the house after hearing us."

By the time I returned with Maggie, the girls were up and showered. Both the master bedroom and the guest bedroom had been made up. They must have decided that my new rule was still in place. They were both naked in the kitchen, preparing some breakfast. Shannon seemed to have gotten over her shyness of being naked in front of me.

"Good morning Faith. Good morning Shannon."

"Good morning Sir." They spoke in unison.

"Did you both sleep well?"

"I slept very well, despite Shannon's snoring", said Faith.

Shannon got wide-eyed. "Faith! I do not snore."

"Whatever." And then they both started to giggle.

I chuckled as I watched them. "Finish your breakfast and then join me in the living room."

"Yes, Sir", they said again in unison.

Once they had finished breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen, they came into the living room. I nodded to a spot on the floor in front of me and said, "Kneel." 

Kneeling was not really necessary, but knowing how little it took to make Faith wet, I didn't want wet spots on the couch. I started to laugh at that thought and then suppressed it. I needed to be serious for the moment. They both kneeled without saying a word.

"Tell me Shannon, what did you learn last night and this morning?"

Shannon blushed a little. "Sir, I learned that Faith is an incredible lover. I've never been with a woman before. It was wonderful. And you are a very good teacher."

"Thank you, but I only helped Faith with guidance. What she does sexually has come natural to her."

Faith spoke up. "You are too modest, Master."

I smiled and then looked at Shannon again. "So Faith made you feel something you've never felt before?"

"Yes, Sir. I've never been with a man who could make me climax twice, one after the other, like that."

I looked at Faith with a smile. "Twice?"

Faith grinned and nodded.

"Faith was a virgin when we started her training and her guidance. But you are not a virgin. What are your sexual experiences, if you don't mind me asking?"

Shannon paused for a moment, trying to find the right words. "There were a few boys that I have had sex with. Most of the time, they got off and I didn't. I don't think they had much of a clue about providing pleasure to a woman. I guess that's the difference between boys and men. And to be honest with myself, I don't think I saw that until this week."

"It is also the difference between experience and a kid with a new toy. But there are also those with experience who have never grown up. Maturity will play a part in how a woman is treated."

Shannon wanted to ask a question, but held back. I thought about pressing her to ask and then decided to let her think about what she wanted to know and hope that she might learn the answer on her own. I didn't know it at the time, but her question had more to do with me than about herself.

And then Shannon asked a different question, which I didn't see coming. "Sir? Am I in the way?"

"In the way? You mean in the way of what Faith and I do? Absolutely not. If you were, you would not be allowed to stay here. I'm sure you heard us last night."

"Yes, Sir. I did. Listening to you both made me masturbate. That was when Faith walked in." She blushed again. "I can't believe I'm telling you this, but it seems so easy to talk to you."

"Shannon, you are not in the way."

"Good. I told Faith that I would leave if I ever thought I was getting in the way of what you and she have together."

Faith reached out and took Shannon's hand in hers.

Shannon smiled and continued. "I just thought you might be avoiding the playroom last night because I was here."

This time, I could not suppress my laugh. I laughed out loud. And then it occurred to me how curious Shannon was about the playroom.

"I didn't need the playroom last night, Shannon. Cuffing Faith's hands behind her and fucking her ass was quite pleasurable instead."

Shannon's mouth hung open and then she turned to look at Faith, who said nothing and grinned.

"You seem to be quite curious about the playroom, Shannon."

Shannon stammered a bit. "Ye-ess. Yes. I guess I am." She was blushing even more now.

I stood up, suddenly as an idea came to me. "Come with me, sluts."

I walked down stairs. The girls followed. Faith whimpered because she knew what was coming. Shannon kept silent, but wondered what her curiosity was about to cause. I walked into the playroom and went to the workbench. I pulled open a drawer and found some leather wrist bracelets.

"Come here, Shannon." 

She did as she was told and I put the bracelets on her. I then escorted her to a position against the wall. I pulled down a rope from a pulley and bound the rope to the bracelets. Shannon was trembling as she watched me. I reached for the rope coming down from the other side of the pulley and pulled it tight. It forced Shannon's arms up. In fact, it forced her to stand on the balls of her feet. I stood back to look at her and smiled. And then I went back to the work bench and pulled out a ball gag. Shannon's eyes got wide as I approached her with the gag. I pushed the ball into her mouth and then secured the straps around her head.

And then I leaned into her and whispered into her ear. "You get to watch." Her whimpers were muffled.

Then I looked at Faith. "Sawhorse, slut."

That was all Faith needed to hear, I knew how much she loved the sawhorse. She bent over it and I helped her to get into position. Then I tied her ankles to the two back legs and tied her wrists to the two front legs. I stood back to look at Faith's helplessness. My cock was hard and I decided to remove all of my clothes. It was Shannon's first time to see me without clothes. It was also her first time seeing me aroused. She whimpered again. 

I walked back to the bench and picked up a paddle. Shannon's eyes got wide. Faith didn't see it coming, but she knew there would be pain. She grunted when I smacked her ass hard with the paddle. She wiggled her ass, as if to try and get a little more comfortable. I smacked her ass again. The sound of the paddle hitting her skin was loud. Her ass was turning pink. So far, she had only grunted. There were no other sounds coming from her. But after the third strike, it was Shannon who was moaning into the gag. I smacked Faith's ass one more time, harder than the first three spankings. It was hard enough to make her cry out. Her ass was red.

I walked back to the bench and put the paddle away. I returned to Faith, walking around so she could face me. "Open your mouth slut."

She did as she was told and I grabbed a handful of her hair and began to fuck her mouth. She fought back the gagging and then let her throat relax around the head of my cock. Both of us were ignoring Shannon at this point. She continued to moan through the ball gag, but neither of us heard it. My balls were slapping Faith's chin and I could feel them tingle. I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I was beginning to breathe heavy. I walked back around to her ass and teased her cunt with my wet cock. She wiggled her ass.

"Please don't tease me, my love", she begged.

I penetrated her slowly, just enough to tease her a bit. I buried my cock deeply inside of her and enjoyed the sound of her moan. And then I moaned myself when I felt her squeeze my cock with her cunt. I began fucking her. I withdrew slowly, but then thrust back in hard. I continued to fuck her slowly, but I was losing my self-control. I began to fuck her harder and faster. Her arms and legs pulled at the ropes that bound her. We were both moaning in pleasure. My hand held her hips tightly as my hips slapped her ass with every thrust.

Faith finally cried out, "I have to cum! Please let me cum!"

"Not yet."

I was slamming my cock into her over and over. I would not last much longer. She was squeezing my cock with every thrust. I reached out and grabbed a handful of hair again. I pulled her head back and continued to pound my cock into her.

Once again, she begged, "Please let me cum, Master!"

"Cum with me, slut!"

We both climaxed hard, both of us moaning loudly. I cried out as I continued to slam into Faith. Faith screamed out loudly as her limbs pulled hard at the ropes. And then I collapsed on top of her, both of us were panting. 

Only then did I hear Shannon moaning. I looked over at her. Her body was shaking and trembling. I managed to push myself up and withdraw from Faith. I stood momentarily, still watching Shannon. I walked to her and slid my hand between her legs. She was soaked. Her juices were beginning to run down her thighs. I continued to rub her cunt and she moaned. Despite the ball gag, her moans were getting louder. She closed her eyes and lifted one leg in order to spread her legs further apart.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you, slut."

Shannon shook her head furiously. I pulled my hand away. She shook her head as if to tell me no, don't stop. I walked to the workbench and picked up an electronic wand. I returned to her, turning it on as I walked to her. When I pressed it against her cunt and against her clit. she screamed through the gag and climaxed. I held the wand against her and used my other hand to lift her chin and look into her eyes. I kissed her cheek as she climaxed again. And then I pulled the wand away and turned it off. 

I tossed the wand to the workbench and then returned to Faith. She was still limp. I untied her and helped her up. She smiled at me as I held her.

"I love you", said Faith.

She turned to look at Shannon. Shannon appeared to be exhausted.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

Faith stood on her own. "I'm ok, but I think Shannon will need help."

I went to Shannon and removed the gag. I smiled at her as I lifted her chin again. I kissed her lips. And then I loosened the rope that was tied off. She stumbled forward and I caught her. I picked her up and carried her to Faith.

"Please remove the bracelets."

Faith removed them and followed me as I carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. I laid her in bed and was going to head for the bathroom to draw a hot bath, but Shannon reached for me to hold on to me.

She whimpered and said, "No. Stay."

"I'll be right back. I'm going to fill the bathtub for you and Faith." I looked at Faith. "Stay with her, my love."

Faith got into bed with Shannon and held her close. I walked into the bathroom and began to fill the bathtub. I couldn't help but think about all that had happened. Was I ready for this? Making Shannon cum was one thing. But I cared about her. I was doing exactly the same thing for her that I had done for Faith each time we had used the playroom. Sex was easy, but now I was behaving with love towards the both of them. Or was that the responsible Dom in me. I shook my head clear of my thoughts and returned to the bedroom. 

Both of the girls were still in bed. But they were whispering to each other and giggling.

I chuckled. "Ok you two. Out of bed and into the bathtub."

"Yes, Master", said Faith.

They both got up and followed me into the bathroom. I helped them each into the tub, but Shannon hesitated and looked at me. She stood up on her toes and kissed my cheek and then joined Faith in the bathtub.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 20



I looked up into Faith's eyes. She had mounted my cock and was riding me hard. My hands were holding her breasts and her hands were holding mine. I bit my lower lip and then moaned loudly. My hands squeezed her tits a little harder and then I shifted my hands so that my fingers could grip her nipples. I pinched them. I twisted them. She groaned and rode me faster. 

Without warning, I pulled her body down to mine. My hands shifted again to support her body, just under her breasts. And then I began to suck and bite her nipples, one by one. I switched every few seconds or so. It caught her so off guard that she screamed and climaxed. I continued to suck her nipples, my teeth clamping down on her sensitive and swollen little nubs. As she continued to cum, her cunt squeezed me hard. That was all it took. I shot my cum deeply into her as I cried out loudly in pleasure.

Faith finally collapsed on top of me. I was still inside of her. Her head was resting against my shoulder. I was breathing heavy. Both of our bodies rose and fell with each of my deep breaths. 

"I love you", I said.

Faith responded by nibbling on my neck. After a bit, she whispered in my ear, "Master?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Are you going to teach Shannon some of the things you taught me?"

"Like what?"

"Like oral sex." Faith paused. "She needs some help in that department."

"Is that why we're whispering?" Shannon was in the guest bedroom and I was pretty sure she was wide awake and had heard every moan and groan coming from the master bedroom.

Faith giggled. "Yes."

"She doesn't satisfy you when she eats your cunt?"

"Well she does, but she doesn't really know what she is doing."

"And you can't tell her what you want her to do?"

"I don't want to hurt her feelings. Besides, you are a better teacher."

"Don't sell yourself short, Faith. If you are not being satisfied during sex, you need to be open and honest about such things. Even if it is me that is not satisfying you."

"Really?" Faith giggled. "I meant to tell you that I really hated it when you chewed on my nipples as we fucked."

I chuckled and slapped her ass. And then I got serious again. "Actually, I think it is time that I gave Shannon a lesson. She needs to know how to please a man or a woman orally."

Faith smiled. "She loves it when you touch her. She has not said it, but I know she craves to be intimate with you."

"I suppose I have let her be your slut for a little too long."

Faith giggled again. "And I thank you for that." She paused. "I hope you will take her to your bed soon. And I don't mean the three of us. I mean the two of you."

"Why is that so important to you, Faith?"

"Because I love you and I love her. I want to share you with her."

"Alright. Tomorrow, after Maggie's walk, you go downstairs to watch TV. Leave Shannon with me."

"Yes, my love. And thank you."

"You're welcome. Now where were we? Oh, yeah ... "

I rolled Faith over on her back with my body pinning her to the bed. There was a piece of rope hanging from the headboard. I stretched her arms above her head and tied her wrists together. I smiled as I listened to her whimper and felt her body squirm.

"I'm not done fucking you, my little slut."

When I woke up the next morning, I found Faith still wrapped in my arms. I enjoyed it when she stayed with me through the night, but I had to confess, I felt a little sorry for Shannon having to sleep alone. Observing Shannon over the past few days had been interesting. I wasn't sure what she thought after our session in the playroom the weekend before. But she and I had a closeness that we did not have before. I had not been intimate with her since then, if you could call using an electric wand on her cunt intimate. She was very obedient. No, that was the wrong word. She had a very real desire to serve. Not only to serve me, but to serve Faith as well. She really had become Faith's little slut. I started to chuckle when I thought of Faith as my little domme. My chuckle caused Faith to stir. I stroked her hair with my fingers and kissed her forehead.

Without opening her eyes and still half asleep, she asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm thinking of you as my little domme."

"What? Me?" Faith was becoming more awake.

"Shannon has become your slut. She serves you as she serves me."

Faith giggled. "I suppose you're right."

I eased out from under Faith's body. She whimpered quietly as I got out of bed.

"I'm going to get dressed and go out for a walk. Fucking you requires me to stay in shape."

Faith giggled and pulled the covers up over her.

The fresh air early in the morning helped wake me up. I needed some time to think about my approach with Shannon. I did not want to sound like I was criticizing her sexual skills. But I wanted her to understand that honesty about what worked and what did not would make her a more desirable lover. Openness was always that way. If people could only understand how great sex could be by communicating their needs and desires, their love lives would be so much better. So would their relationships. Alright Dr. Phil, enough of that. Shannon was very real and very attractive. She wanted to please both Faith and I. So I was going to help her with that. The trick was to help her understand that she needed help, without it sounding like criticism..

Maggie was tugging at her leash pretty hard, She definitely wanted to move along a little faster than Faith and Shannon wanted to move. But the two young women were more involved in talking than realizing that Maggie was in a hurry to check out every scent.

"He wants to talk to you. I think he has a lesson in mind."

Shannon felt a little anxious. "A lesson? What does that mean?"

"Trust me Shannon. Whatever it will be, you'll enjoy it. I know how much you crave touching him and him touching you."

Shannon wanted to cry out, "God yes!" But she kept it to herself.

Faith looked at Shannon. "You do want to be with him, don't you?"

Shannon hesitated and finally burst out. "I've never wanted anything more. I want to be his. I want to give myself to him. But I'm afraid he will say no."

"There is no rush to submit yourself to him. Take your time with that. But in the meantime, enjoy the lessons he has to give you. He does care about you."

"You are saying that just to make me feel better."

Faith shook her head. "No. He would be displeased with me if I was dishonest with you."

When the girls returned with Maggie, they removed their clothes as had become their habit. They joined me in the living room. I nodded to Faith. 

She leaned into Shannon and whispered "Good luck."

Shannon had a surprised look on her face and began to feel anxious, when she realized she would be alone with me.

"Kneel for me, Shannon." I nodded to a spot on the floor in front of me. "We have never spent time alone. That is my fault. I've waited too long to spend more time with you. But to be honest. I have been comfortable with you becoming Faith's little slut. I want you to be comfortable here."

Shannon blushed at hearing me call her Faith's slut. And then she looked up at me. "I have a confession to make."

"Please tell me." 

"The day we met, I said I could make your toes curl. I know better now. Faith is not the same girl I knew. She is a woman who makes me scream in pleasure."

I chuckled. "I know. I've heard you."

She giggled, but then continued. "Teach me to give good oral sex."

"Why?"

"Because I suck at it." Shannon realized what she said and started to laugh. 

I chuckled with her. "Now why do you think that?"

"Because I can tell that she is not satisfied when I try to give her oral sex. She won't say anything, but I know it's true."

I smiled to myself thinking that this lesson would be easier than I had first thought. "Your first lesson is to be open and honest about sex. If Faith is not being satisfied by you, shame on her for not telling you."

Shannon got a worried look. "Please don't punish her. I'm sure she didn't want to hurt my feelings."

"I won't punish her, but I want you to learn from this." I paused for a moment. "What about giving oral sex to a man? Have you had that experience?"

Shannon bit her lip. "I used to think I knew what I was doing and that I knew how to please a man. Now, I'm not sure."

"Show me what you do." I stood up and approached her.

Shannon got wide-eyed, but then said, "Yes, Sir." 

She seemed intimidated and I reached for her cheek and caressed it. "Shannon, I will not judge you. I want to teach you. I won't hurt you."

She reached for my hand and held it against her cheek as she looked into my eyes. Then she let go of my hand and unbuckled my belt. She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She looked up at me again and then pulled my cock out. I was beginning to get hard. She looked at my cock, but I stopped her and she looked up at me.

"Always look into my eyes, or at least as much as you can. There is nothing more erotic for a man than to look into his eyes as you make love to his cock."

"Yes, Sir."

Shannon kept her eyes on mine as she began to lick the underside of my shaft. She gripped my cock with one hand as she moved her tongue up and down my shaft. I was gritting my teeth. As with Faith, this looked like it would be hard for me to speak. She smiled up at me. She knew she was getting me aroused. Her other hand reached to squeeze my balls.

It was difficult, but I managed to speak. "I see nothing wrong with your technique so far .... Christ!"

She giggled and continued to tease my cock with her tongue. Then she placed her mouth over the head of my cock. I knew immediately what her problem was.

"You've done real well so far, Shannon. Now I want you to suck the head of my cock like it was a popsicle."

Her eyes had not left mine, but she started to giggle.

"I'm serious Shannon, Suck on it. Tighten your lips around it."

She did as she was told. The difference was significant. I groaned, which only encouraged her to suck harder.

I struggled to speak. "Now slide your lips down my shaft. Keep your lips tight. And keep your eyes on mine." I groaned loudly again. "God yes! Like that!"

Shannon kept it up. She moved her lips up and down my shaft as if she was fucking my cock with her mouth. I could feel my balls tingling.

I struggled to speak again, but failed. I cleared my throat and finally got my words out. "Now take my cock as deep as you can."

Shannon did so, but gagged. She tried again and gagged harder. So she stopped trying to take my cock head into her throat and continued to fuck my cock with her mouth. Her fingers squeezed my balls and then she lid one finger beyond my balls to probe my ass. I screamed out and shot a load of cum into her mouth. It also caught her off guard, but she managed to recover and continued to suck on my cock. Some of my cum escaped the sides of her mouth. She continued to suck until she had drained me.

When she pulled back from my cock, she looked down. Her face was filled with disappointment. "I'm sorry, Sir."

"Shannon, look at me." But she would not. I kneeled in front of her and lifted her face with my fingers under her chin. "It takes practice. And for the record, you made my toes curl."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You didn't give up, you were determined to make me cum. Your finger probing my ass made me lose it." I smiled and wiped away the cum from her chin.

"So how did Faith learn to take your cock so deep."

"She practiced. And that included taking a dildo and practicing with that. She worked on trying to swallow the head of the dildo to fight past the gag reflex."

"Oh my god! She did that?"

"She did that for me. That was how determined she was to serve and please me."

"I don't know if I will ever do as well as she does."

"Don't be so hard on yourself. And don't give up." I pulled her into my arms and held her. I kissed the tip of her nose and then her lips. I kissed her lips a little harder and then sucked on her lower lip. She moaned against my lips and then moaned louder when she felt my hand stroke her cunt. Her mouth opened as she groaned and I slide my tongue past her lips. She pressed her hips against me, pushing her cunt against my hand. I rubbed harder and then slide two fingers inside of her. I began to finger fuck her. Her tongue was wild against mine. Her arms tightened around my neck. 

Her cunt had been wet when I first began to rub her. Now she was soaked. My hand moved harder and faster. Shannon could not hold still. And then she screamed as we continued to kiss passionately, her cum flooding my hand. I continued to finger fuck her until her orgasm had passed. And then my strokes were gentle and slow. I pulled back from our kiss and looked into her eyes.

"When will you fuck me, Sir?"

"In due time, slut. Your lesson is not quite over. You're going to eat Faith's cunt. I want you to do to her what you did to me. Tease her with your tongue. Fuck her with your tongue. Suck on her skin. Make her squirm. But then work on her clit. Once you start sucking it, do not leave it until she cums. You want to suck hard, You want to make it swell. You might even consider letting her feel your teeth. If you wish, you can finger fuck her too."

Shannon listened patiently. And then she asked, "Will you be there?"

I smiled, "Yes, my little slut."

Shannon gave me a smile that warmed my heart. She kissed me again. And then I helped her stand as I stood. 

"Now go into the master bedroom. I'll get Faith." I swatted her butt as she headed for the bedroom. I chuckled as she giggled.

I called to Faith when I got to the stairs. She appeared almost immediately with a grin on her face. 

"Shannon did well and made you cum."

"Eavesdropping, were we? She needs practice, but yes, she did well. Now she's going to make you cum and I'm going to help her."

"Mmmmm, I think I'm going to like you giving her lessons."

I laughed as we walked to the bedroom. I took my clothes off and crawled onto the bed. I sat down with my back against the headboard.

"Come here Faith. Sit between my legs with your back to me." 

She did as she was told. I wrapped my arms around her body, leaving her arms free. And then I looked at Shannon and nodded to her. Shannon crawled into bed, facing Faith. She kissed Faith gently as her fingers teased Faith's nipples. Faith whimpered and squirmed in my arms. Shannon moved down Faith's body, her face in Faith's cunt. She did exactly as I had instructed. She teased Faith with her tongue. She used her tongue to explore. I could feel Faith tremble against my body. 

I whispered into Faith's ear, "Stroke her hair, my love. Let her know you enjoy this." Faith began to run her fingers through Shannon's hair.

Shannon pushed her tongue into Faith's cunt and I spoke up. "Use your fingers to pull her cunt open, my little slut. Then shove your tongue in as deep as you can."

She did as I had told her. Faith was squirming badly. Shannon buried her tongue inside of Faith and slowly fucked her cunt. She explored as much as the tip of her tongue could reach. I was tempted to pinch her nipples, but I wanted Shannon to be the one to pleasure her, so I held back. I simply held her tightly.

Instead, I encouraged Shannon. "Perfect, my little slut. You are doing very well."

Shannon must have taken my words as a hint. She moved to Faith's clit. Faith began to moan as Shannon's tongue circled her clit roughly. Faith's hands were slowly and gradually tightening their grip in Shannon's hair. When Shannon began to suck on Faith's clit, Faith cried out. Despite my arms being tightly around Faith, she could not hold still. She held Shannon's face tightly against her cunt. Shannon was perfect. She sucked and gently nibbled on Faith's clit. She was not going to quit until Faith climaxed. She sucked and tugged at Faith's clit. When Faith lost control, she screamed. Her body shuddered violently. She continued to hold Shannon's head tightly. And then her orgasm began to subside and her hands relaxed. Shannon licked and sucked until she was sure Faith was satisfied. 

My arms relaxed around Faith as Shannon moved back up to kiss her gently. Faith rested her head against my shoulder. I patted the spot on the bed, just to the right of me. Shannon quickly moved to that spot as I held my arm up to pull her close.

"Master is a good teacher, isn't he?" said Faith. And then she giggled. "I can't wait to practice more of that."

I looked to Shannon and caught her staring at me. "Perfect", I whispered.

"He's a wonderful teacher, Faith. You were right." And then she whispered to me, "Thank you."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 21



"I can't believe you are so thoughtless! You never ask me what I might want! Damn you!"

Faith ran out the door in tears. Shannon was trying not to cry. She said nothing to their parents and followed Faith out the door. She knew where Faith was going.

Shannon found Faith in my arms sobbing. And then she began to cry. I still didn't know what had caused this. Faith was crying so hard, she couldn't speak. She held on to me as if she would never see me again. And when Shannon managed to get out a word, I realized my thoughts were not that far off.

"We're moving!" 

And then Shannon walked to us and I put my arm around her to hold her tightly as well. Neither of the girls would let go. It was clear I was not going to get any information from them like this. So I tried to comfort them, telling them that it would be alright. But inside, I felt real fear. I was going to lose them both and I didn't know how to stop it. Although the tears didn't go away, the sobbing stopped. 

"Let's go into the living room to talk this out", I suggested. But neither of them would let go of me. "Faith, Shannon, I will hold on to you, I won't let go. But I also can't help you until you tell me what's going on."

They relented. With my arms around them both, we all sat down on the couch. They both pulled in close to me, Faith with her face buried in my chest.

"Ok, now tell me what happened."

Faith still was not ready to speak, but Shannon spoke up. "Dad got a promotion. I guess he has always wanted international experience. Well he got it ... in Japan."

I clamped my mouth shut. Japan? Holy shit! How was I going to solve this one?

Faith pulled her face away from my chest, just enough to speak. "Fuck it! I'm going to tell them I love you and that I won't leave you."

Again, I said nothing.

But Shannon spoke up. "Faith, you can't. They will go ape shit."

"I don't care. They never bothered to ask us where we wanted to live. I'm an adult. I can make my own decisions."

Shannon looked at me. "Aren't you going to stop her? Please, Sir. Say something."

I took a deep breath. "You're right Faith. You are an adult. So start acting like it."

They were both shocked by my response.

"Look. You need to sit down and think this out. You are both adults. You have options. Getting into this big fight with your parents will solve nothing. If you want to tell them about us, I'll support your decision. But you need to be prepared to face the consequences. Shannon is right, they probably will react badly. But do you understand what they might do? They could abandon you, disown you."

"I don't care!"

"Yes you do. Once your emotions have calmed, you will realize that you do care. And don't misinterpret what I am telling you by thinking I want to avoid some big confrontation with your parents because I'm fucking their daughter. Quite honestly, I don't give a shit if they know because I don't care what they think of me. My only concern is you ... both of you. If you tell them, you may face some real pain. And I don't want to see you get hurt."

Faith looked up at me and kissed my cheek. "You really wouldn't care if they knew?"

"I would care if they knew, because the impact to you could be devastating. But no, I don't care what they think of me."

"So what do we do?" said Shannon.

"We calm down and let our emotions settle. Go home. Get some sleep. Let me think about this for awhile."

"I don't want to go home" said Faith.

"Neither do I", said Shannon.

"Both of you, go home. We'll talk in the morning", I promised.

We all got up from the couch. Faith wrapped her arms around my neck and held on for a few seconds. It was not the same desperate hug from before. She kissed my lips and said good night. Then Shannon wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest. She finally looked up at me and kissed my lips.

"I can't lose you now, Sir. Not with the way I feel about you. Not when I'm ready to give myself to you."

I smiled. "There will be an appropriate time for you to kneel before me and give yourself to me." And then I kissed her back. "Now go, the both of you."

Once the girls left, I looked at my hand. It was trembling and I couldn't stop it. I could not imagine life without Faith. I was also becoming very attached to Shannon. It was suddenly clear in my mind that I would accept Shannon's submission to me, once she formally asked. I really cared for her and I could see myself loving her very much. But I was about to lose them both if I didn't come up with an idea to keep them close by. And no matter what happened, I needed to be calm for them. I needed to let them pour out their fears to me, but remain steady for them. But just how was I supposed to do that when my fear of losing them was causing my hands to shake. Quite honestly, I had not wanted to send them home. I wanted to hold them tightly to me, rather than sleep alone. Either way, I was not going to get much sleep tonight.

And then I remembered a thought I had months ago, but never mentioned it to Faith. I had considered discussing it with her, but I had forgotten about it and never sat down to talk with her about it. Would it work? Would their parents accept the idea? Faith and Shannon would need to do some home work on their own to prepare their argument with their parents. This had to work. I didn't see an alternative. Faith's original idea of telling her parents that she would not leave me would likely cause them to take her away from me, kicking and screaming all of the way. I couldn't let that happen.

I sat down to make some notes about things the three of us would need to do. I was feeling better about this idea as I made my notes. But we still had some work ahead of us and I knew I wasn't going to sleep tonight regardless.

The next morning, the girls showed up to take Maggie for a walk. They didn't look like they had slept well either.

I tried to help them relax. "After you walk Maggie, come right back. I have an idea to talk with you both about."

"What is it?" said Faith.

"Not now. Go for the walk first."

"Yes, Master." She pouted a bit, but it seemed to lift the spirits of both of them.

Maggie got somewhat the short end of the stick because her walk got cut a little short. Faith and Shannon soon appeared at my patio door minutes later. I had them sit down at the kitchen counter as I arranged my notes.

Shannon looked at my notes. "You really do have an idea. You've been busy."

"I have been busy. This is going to take some work to prepare yourselves. And you need to prepare for convincing your parents you need to stay. Quite honestly, I wish I had suggested this earlier because I think you should do this even if your parents were not moving. I think you should enroll in college here."

Faith tried to stifle a groan, but Shannon started to smile.

"What's the matter Faith?" I said.

"I hated high school. I don't want to start over with college."

"College is different. You have to be motivated on your own. No one is going to push you. And quite frankly, Faith, if this doesn't excite you, I don't know what else to suggest to keep you here."

Faith looked at me and sighed. "You're right. I'm sorry."

"You need to become more enthused in this idea or you will never convince your parents that this not only what you want to do, this is what you need." I looked at Shannon. "What about you, Shannon?"

Shannon seemed to be enthusiastic right away. "I would love to go to college. I took some time off after high school, but I think this is a perfect idea."

I smiled. "Even if you didn't have to move, this is the right thing for you both to do. And I will help you."

While Faith was not yet enthusiastic, she could see that there were possibilities with going to school. "So what do we do first?"

I started going through my notes. "First, you need to decide where you want to go. There's the community college and there is the state college, both in the city. The community college will allow you to get a two year degree and then you can transfer your credits to the 4 year school. Or you can go directly into the state college. But the entrance requirements will be tougher. The next thing to do is go to your high school and sign a release form so that your high school grades can be released to whichever college you wish to attend. Third, you need to look at the programs that the colleges have and consider what you might be interested in. You don't need to decide on your major now, but it won't hurt to have an idea."

I looked up at them. "So how were your grades?"

Faith spoke up right away. "Shannon is a brain. She was always close to having straight A's. I was a B student."

"That's only because you didn't apply yourself, Faith", said Shannon.

"Don't start with me", grumbled Faith.

"Faith, you're an intelligent young woman." I was trying to be careful and not sound like her parents. "Why don't you see what I see?"

"Faith grinned. "You're biased because you love me."

I chuckled. "Yes, I am biased. But I have recruited in past jobs. I see characteristics in you that would make you very marketable in the job market."

"So we do all of this, then what? We approach our parents? And say what?" asked Shannon.

" And that is the most important step. You need to talk to them without emotion. You need to sell them on this idea. You need to convince them that this is right for you. And if you don't believe it yourselves, then they won't believe it either."

Shannon smiled and then looked at her sister. "Come on. The first step is to go to our high school and sign release forms. So let's go."

"Now?" asked Faith.

"Yes, now."

But Faith still did not appear excited about this whole idea. "Shannon, would you give Faith and I a moment?" I said.

"Yes, Sir." Shannon left the kitchen.

"What's wrong Faith?"

"I don't want to leave you, but I'm not wild about going to school either."

I was silent for almost 30 seconds before I spoke. "Faith, do you trust me?"

"Of course, I do."

"Then trust me now. Even if you're parents were not moving away, I would still encourage you to do this. Yes, you are my submissive. But you are also a young woman who needs her independence. I want you to be a successful and independent woman who can handle herself, no matter what may happen."

Faith looked at me for a few seconds and then a thought hit her. "You're talking like I might lose you."

I smiled. "You won't lose me, but you need to consider our age difference. I will likely pass long before you will. Even if I reach the ripe old age of 80, you will still be a vibrant woman. An education is something to consider seriously. Besides, who's going to support me when I wish to retire?" I grinned at her.

But Faith ignored my joke. "I don't want to think of you not with me anymore."

"Ok. Then if nothing else, do this for me. Do it because I ask you to. Do it because I think it is important and that I am trying to guide you down the right path."

It was almost like a light bulb that went off inside her head. She smiled and kissed my cheek. "I will do this to serve my Master. Because you have asked me to do this and because you are once again, watching out for my future."

I smiled as I watched her turn around and call Shannon. They left the house as I said good bye to them.

The next morning, Faith and Shannon came by to pick up Maggie for her walk. "After our walk, we're going to be visiting the colleges", said Faith.

"Yes", said Shannon. "We'll probably be gone all day. Our parents will be traveling again and won't be back until tomorrow. Can we stay the night?"

I smiled. "Yes, you may stay the night. And I'll also be interested in hearing about your visits to the colleges."

They were gone all day and I decided that I would prepare a nice meal for them when they returned. I knew they would be a little tired from their visits. I wasn't exactly sure when they would be back, so I decided that something on the grill would be perfect. I was feeling quite positive about this decision. But at the same time, I was trying to avoid thinking of the very real possibility that their parents would not agree to this idea.

I was right about them being tired. When Faith and Shannon returned by way of my patio door, I could see they were tired. "I'm heating up the grill to do some steaks. You two go take a long hot shower. Take your time and relax."

They each kissed me on the lips and left with a smile. I opened a bottle of red wine and then went out to the patio to light the grill. After coming inside, I placed three steaks on a plate, added a little seasoning to each, and then started to set plates and silverware on the table, as I waited for the grill to get hot enough. After tossing the steaks on the grill, I made up a tossed salad and placed it in the refrigerator.

By the time the girls returned to the kitchen, I was placing the steaks on their plates, next to a salad bowl, and a glass of wine. They both looked hungry and sat down to eat.

"This looks good. Are we celebrating?" said Shannon.

I laughed. "I didn't think of it that way. I knew that you would be hungry. But yes, I suppose we are celebrating. This is a new step for us."

As we ate our meals, the girls began to tell me about their visit to the colleges.

"We both really liked the state college, but we picked up applications for both colleges", said Faith.

"Smart", I said. "I didn't think of that. It's good to have an application at more than one school."

"I really liked the journalism and media programs", said Shannon.

"Really? So you are interested in that industry?" I asked.

"Yes. I guess I have always been interested in writing. And I always thought I was pretty good at it."

"What about you Faith?"

"Well, I'm not sure yet. But I did kind of like several programs. When I was younger, I thought about being a teacher. But I also thought about nursing, too."

I smiled. "I'm impressed. I had no idea that you might be interested in teaching. I think you'd be very good at either career."

We continued our meal and talked about their ideas and their plans. And then I turned the conversation to a more serious tone.

"Whatever career you decide to go into, you must be prepared for the eventual situation that someone, where you work, will learn of your life style."

"What do you mean?" asked Shannon.

"Well, let's say that Faith becomes an elementary school teacher. What do you think may happen if she runs into the parents of one of her students at one of our BDSM parties?"

"Oh my God!" said Faith.

"Exactly. So you need to choose carefully." And then I reached for their hands and squeezed them. "But you don't have to decide yet. You just need to be thinking about it and you need to use those ideas to sell your parents on this idea."

I cleared the dishes, as the girls sat and talked. They were both tired. Sex would not be an option this evening. "Go get cleaned up. You both look tired."

Shannon looked at Faith and then at me. "Sir? May I join you and Faith in bed?"

I hesitated and then said, "Yes, Shannon. But plan on sleeping this evening."

She smiled widely and said, "Thank you Sir."

After the last of the dishes were taken care of, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I probably brushed longer than I needed to because I was not really concentrating on brushing. What did I just say yes to? I should really consider sleeping in the guest bedroom. When I walked into the bedroom, they were both half asleep ... but naked. I kept telling myself, "Sam, you're an idiot." I was not going to get a wink of sleep. I stripped down to nothing and slid into bed. Faith cuddled into my right side, her right leg over my right leg and her cunt against my hip. Her breasts pressed against my upper ribs as I slid my arm around her, and her head rested on my shoulder. Shannon was watching all of this. I turned to look at her and sighed.

"Come on, Shannon."

I lifted my arm to hold her close and she quickly moved into the same position as Faith had. She pulled the bed covers over us.

"Thank you, Sir", she whispered.

Faith was soon asleep, but Shannon was still awake. I felt her hand on my thigh. She had not moved it. It didn't matter. I was getting hard. I tried to think of something else, but that all went out the window when I felt Shannon's hand wrapped around my cock.

"You're hard, Sir."

"Yes. I noticed."

She giggled and started to stroke my cock.

"Stop, Shannon. Go to sleep."

"But Sir. You're turned on and I want to please you."

"Not tonight. Now go to sleep."

I could not see her face, but I knew she was pouting. I heard her sigh. "Yes, Sir.

Shannon soon fell asleep. And eventually, so did I. How I don't know. I'm sure I fell asleep with my cock still throbbing. But it turned into such an erotic dream. And the dream did not ease my aching cock. Shannon was riding my cock and Faith was riding my face. I must have been smiling in my sleep. And I think I was also trembling or moving. I heard a whimper and realized that the whimper was real and I was waking up. Faith was whimpering as I kept moving. When I settled down, she seemed to relax, still fast asleep. And then I fell asleep again. This time for the night.

Or so I thought. That dream came back. I could feel my cock being sucked and I heard myself groaning in pleasure. But this time, it was no dream. I opened my eyes, Faith was still cuddled close to me, but was awake and grinning. Shannon was no longer next to me. She was under the bed covers sucking my cock. I groaned again. 

Faith whispered in my ear, "She's been practicing."

She had been practicing. God, it felt good. I could not stop rocking my hips. I felt Shannon reach for my hand and pull it towards her. I didn't know what she wanted until she placed my hand on the back of her head. I held her head and continued to rock my hips. I felt and heard her gag, but she fought it. She relaxed her throat and continued to fuck my cock with her throat. 

"Fuck!" I cried out.

I wasn't going to last long. And Shannon knew it. She sucked even harder as my hand pulled her head down on my cock even harder. And then I cried out loudly as I came. She continued sucking and swallowing as much of my cock as she could. She consumed all of my cum, draining me. I was breathing heavy and I was about to ask her to come up to kiss me, but Shannon apparently wasn't finished.

Faith moaned. I looked into her eyes, which had become wider. I smiled and let her roll off of my hip. Shannon has started to play with Faith's cunt. She then moved between Faith's thighs and started licking and sucking Faith's folds. I turned my body towards Faith and watched her eyes. It was beautiful. Her eyes stayed with me as Shannon ate her cunt. Faith moaned long and loud as she felt Shannon's tongue slide inside of her. Shannon was taking her time, but I was pretty sure it would not be long. Knowing Faith, she was probably wet from watching me having my cock sucked. And I could understand why. Watching Faith's eyes was erotic. When Shannon began to suck on Faith's clit, Faith could not hold still. And yet, her eyes did not leave mine. 

Without warning, Faith screamed in pleasure. Her body shook and shivered. Her eyes finally left mine when she closed them tightly. Her hand was holding my arm and I felt her finger nails dig in deeply. But I simply smiled and watched her.

When Shannon had finished cleaning Faith's cunt, I told her to come out from under the covers. Shannon crawled up our bodies. As her face emerged from the bed sheets, she had a sheepish grin.

"Come up here, slut", I said.

As Shannon moved further up, Faith and I held her tightly to us and kissed her, over and over. We all finally relaxed and then I smacked Shannon's ass playfully.




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 22



Surprisingly, Faith was calm and relaxed. I expected lots of tears with her burying her face against my chest. I was also wondering why my emotions were relaxed. Maybe it was a relief that our relationship would be out in the open. I was about to ask what happened, when Faith took my face in her hands and kissed me softly. As she pulled away she smiled.

"I love you, Sam. I have always felt safe with you, protected by you. I'm glad that my parents know."

I motioned for Shannon to join us on the couch. I pulled her close as she sat down next to me.

"Tell me what happened."

Shannon spoke first. "Things were going so well. Both of us were so enthusiastic about what we were proposing. I kept thinking that there was no way this could fail."

"Yeah," said Faith. "I felt that too. Mom and Dad kept smiling and nodding as they listened to us. I really thought that they were all for it."

"And then they dropped the bomb," said Sharon.

Faith rested her head against my shoulder. "I never saw it coming."

"Neither of us did," responded Shannon. "With big smiles on their faces, they told us that they had been thinking about enrolling us in school in Tokyo. International studies would be valuable for both of us. They just could not understand that we don't want to leave."

My heart sank. I never saw that one coming either. I felt like I had failed them both because I didn't think about how the tables might be turned on them.

"We tried to convince them that what we wanted was to stay here and go to school. But there was no changing of their minds." Shannon's eyes started to tear up.

"And then I told them. I wasn't emotional. I was actually very calm," said Faith. "I told them I loved you and that I would not leave you. And then I walked out of the house."

"I didn't follow Faith out right away," said Shannon. "They immediately were asking who this Sam person was. I almost laughed out loud. I told them that Faith was talking about you. They appeared shocked. And then I told them that I didn't want to leave you either and I walked out to join Faith."

"Are you both ok? That could not have been easy."

"I'm fine, my love. But I'm worried about Shannon."

Shannon lifted her head and looked at Faith. "You're worried about me? Why?"

Faith lowered her eyes. "I guess it's because you've lost your parents once before. I feel like I dragged you into this."

"Whoa!" I said. "Neither of you have lost your parents yet. Let's not be premature."

Shannon smiled at Faith. "You didn't drag me into this, Faith. I'm here for two reasons. One is that I love you and I don't want to be separated from you again." Shannon paused and looked at me. "The other reason is that I love you, Sam. I know you're not ready to say that back to me, but I don't care. I want to be here. And like Faith said earlier, I also feel safe with you. I don't want to lose that."

I smiled at Shannon. I lifted her chin with my fingers and leaned over and kissed her lips. Shannon pulled back after the kiss and slid off the couch. She knelt before me. Faith, sensing what was happening, slid off my lap and sat next to me. 

"I've wanted to say this for a while now," said Shannon. "I have had but one regret when I have been in this house. I regret the way I talked to you when we met. You have always treated me with respect ... and love. Maybe you didn't say it, but I always felt it. I want to be yours. I want to give myself to you. I want you to possess me and everything about me. I want to serve you and give you pleasure. Please accept me, my body, and my spirit as yours."

I reached down to stroke Shannon's cheek. "The gift of yourself to another is the greatest gift anyone can give another. I am humbled by what you ask and what you wish to give to me. I will be proud to call you mine, Shannon."

Shannon's eyes begin to fill with tears again. But this time, they were tears of happiness. Faith joined Shannon on the floor and hugged her. And then she began to cry too.

"I love you Shannon," said Faith. "I could not be prouder or happier with what you just did."

I helped them both to their feet. "Come on. I'll fix you some lunch. Or I'll be in tears too." And then I chuckled.

As I prepared sandwiches for them, I finally spoke of the one subject that we had all avoided.

"We need to talk about your parents. You've told them you will not leave with them. But now what?"

"I don't know, but I won't get into an argument with them." Faith sounded quite firm and sure of herself. "I don't even plan on sleeping in that house again."

"Whatever you decide, don't cut them off. You'll regret it, my love." I really did fear the possibility of the girls relationships with their parents could end. And then I made a decision. "I'm going to talk with them."

Both Faith and Shannon stared at me with surprise. "You don't have to, Sam," said Faith. "This is not your problem."

"Oh yes it is. Your happiness is my concern. You may be upset with your parents now, but I can't allow you to break the tie with them without trying talk with them. This is all of our problem."

Shannon shook her head. "I don't know. I can't see either of them even willing to speak to you. I can see you trying to talk to them and all they can think of is you fucking their daughters."

Faith laughed. "Oh yeah, that'll work real well. 'Hi, I'm Sam and I love to tie your daughters down and fuck them.' " 

I gave Faith a look, but couldn't hold it. I cracked up and started to laugh. And then all three of us were laughing.

We finished lunch and all worked together to clean up the kitchen. Considering the morning's events, we were all in a very cheerful mood. But we all came crashing back to reality when the door bell rang. I told the girls to go sit in the living room while I answered the door. I was sure of whom it was before I even opened the door. I didn't even get a hello out.

"Are Annie and Shannon here?" He was a bit younger than I was, but at the moment, his face made him look older.

"Yes they are, Mr. Dawson. Please come in. They're in the living room."

"This won't take long." He followed me to the living room. When he saw the girls, he turned to me. "Please leave us for a moment. I would like to talk with them privately."

His request was reasonable and I was about to leave the room, but there was something inside me that kept whispering to me 'Don't leave the girls.'

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dawson, but I'm staying right here."

"Fine!" he said angrily. He turned back to the girls. "Annie, Shannon, come with me. You are coming home right now."

"I'm sorry, Dad, but I am not leaving. I'm staying right here." Faith was surprisingly calm. "I'm not going to argue with you. As far as I'm concerned, it's not even open for debate."

The girls' father was very close to losing his temper. "You are both coming home with me!" 

Faith rose from the couch. "No, we're not!" 

Faith started to leave the living room and Shannon got up to follow her. I should have seen it coming, but I didn't act fast enough. Their father grabbed Faith by the arm and slapped her. I started to move, but Shannon was quicker than I was. She slapped her father across the face. I moved between him and the girls just as he was about to strike Shannon with a closed fist.

"Don't even think about it," I said. "You were about to strike Shannon with your fist. Think about that. You've probably never struck either of them in your life. Your temper has gotten the better of you. Go home and cool off."

"Don't tell me what to do!" And then he looked at the girls. "If you two don't leave this man and come home, there is no place in my life for you."

"Don't! Don't make them choose!" I said. I was trying to be calm, but I was struggling. "If you make them choose, you will lose them forever. And you don't really want that. You don't really mean what you just said. Believe me, you don't want to go through the pain of losing any kind of a relationship with your daughters. It's a pain you cannot imagine."

"How would you know?" he snarled back at me.

I was close to screaming back at him. "Because I have two sons whom I have no relationship with! And it is the worst thing I've ever been through! It still hurts like hell! Now go home and think about what you are about to do. Think hard. And when you can control your temper, come back and talk with them." 

My eyes filled with tears with what I had just admitted to him. I didn't want to tell him about my pain because I knew he could care less. But I wanted him to understand a father's pain. Damn it! Why couldn't I control my tears? He looked at me for several seconds. He considered saying something, but then turned and left. Not a word was uttered by anyone. Even after the door closed, it was quiet for another couple of minutes. When I turned to Faith and Shannon, both of them came to me as their own eyes filled with tears.

"Oh Sam! We didn't know," said Faith. "We didn't even know you had children."

"What happened?" asked Shannon.

"I don't want to talk about it," I said. I was quiet for a moment. "I will eventually tell you, but not now." Then I looked at Shannon. "Take your sister into the kitchen and put some ice on her cheek."

Several hours later, I was trying to get some work done, but it was hard to focus on the project I was involved in. I'd sent the girls downstairs to watch a movie to try and take their mind off of things. I knew that I would have to talk to their father again, but I didn't know how I could approach him. I didn't expect that my problem would be solved for me. The doorbell rang for the second time of the day. When I went to answer it, both parents were at the door. There was not the anger in Mr. Dawson's face that I saw earlier. And I could not read Mrs. Dawson's face at all.

"Please come in," I said. I led them to the living room.

"You were right earlier. I've never struck either of my children. It scared me," said Mr. Dawson. "Don't misunderstand me. I hate you for what you have done. But I cannot lose my girls. We would like to talk to them ... alone, please."

I hesitated, but Mrs. Dawson spoke up. "Please give us some privacy." And then she spoke very firmly. "He is not going to strike either of my girls ever again."

I nodded. "Just one moment." I went downstairs to get the girls, but they had heard the doorbell. They were standing at the bottom of the stairs. "Your parents are here. They would like to talk to you. I'll stay down here to give you privacy. But if you need me, you call for me."

Faith nodded and started up the stairs, with Shannon right behind her. As they entered the living room, Faith's father looked at Faith's face and started to tear up. Her cheek was red, but not bruised. But that didn't make it any less painful for him. He walked to Faith and hugged her. As his tears began to fall, he said over and over, "I'm so sorry, Annie."

Faith hugged her dad as her own eyes filled with tears. She kept saying, "It's ok, Dad."

I could hear their conversation, so I turned on the TV. I kept the volume down, but it prevented me from eavesdropping. It was pretty clear that both parents despised me, but then I wasn't interested in being popular with them. I was more concerned about Faith and Shannon. I felt guilty about their relationship with their parents being changed forever, but at the same time, I felt a lot better than I did a few hours ago. They would still have a relationship with their parents. As usual, my mind kept moving and many thoughts went through my head. I was feeling even guiltier because I felt like I was trying to justify to myself that nothing was wrong, even though things had changed.

Faith's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Sam, would you please come upstairs?"

I turned off the TV and headed upstairs, trying not to appear too anxious. Faith took my hand and escorted me into the living room. 

Mr. Dawson kept quiet, but Mrs. Dawson had a few things to say. "Damn you for what you have done!"

"Mom!" said Shannon.

"I'm sorry, but I had to get that out." She looked back at me. "I don't approve of you at all, but I will not allow anything to ruin the relationships I have with my daughters. They seem to believe that they are safe and protected with you. I'm not sure I buy that yet, but I will tell you this ... if anything happens to either of them, I will make your life miserable."

"Mrs. Dawson ... I would give my life to keep them safe. That may sound exaggerated to you, but I could not be more serious."

She tilted her head, still looking at me, but not saying anything for almost a minute. "I think I believe you." She paused again. "Tell me, was the idea of their going to school here your idea to keep them here?"

"Yes, it was. But the fact of the matter is that I believe they should go to college. They're too intelligent not to. All of those forms and applications will be filled out and they will be following through with it."

"Good," said Mrs. Dawson. "I see by Shannon's face that she approves of the idea. Annie, on the other hand, appears to be not so happy about all of this. I wish you better luck than we have had trying to convince her to apply herself."

"I don't believe there will be a problem."

"Thank you." Then Mrs. Dawson looked at the girls. "We are leaving in the morning. We have a number of things to arrange before we can leave. One of those things includes putting the house on the market. Whatever you don't want moved with us, you need to remove it from the house. I expect that is mostly your clothes, personal things, your computers, TVs, and any other stuff that is yours. I'm assuming that you won't need any furniture, but if you decide otherwise, we'll talk about that further. Once last thing, please check the house periodically. It needs to look good for any buyers who may come through."

Wow! This woman was a whirlwind. And I was forming a clear picture of who was in charge at home. Faith's and Shannon's mother a Domme? Oh Christ! Get that thought out of your head.

All four of them hugged again, so I exited to the kitchen so they could have their private good byes. There were a few more tears and then I heard the front door open and close again. The girls appeared in the kitchen, both smiling. 

"I was about to ask you if you both were alright, but with those smiles, I guess I have my answer. Your mom seems to be a powerful woman in your home."

"Quite honestly," said Faith, "I've never seen her like that. I think she was really pissed at Dad. But everything is going to be ok. I just wished they didn't hate you so much."

"I can live with that. I'd rather they hated me than dissolved their relationship with you."

"You're still going to make me go to college?" asked Faith.

"I'm not going to make you do anything, Faith. You're going to go to school because it is the right thing for you to do and you know it." And then I chuckled, "Besides, I need you two to get well paying jobs and support me in the comfort with which I deserve."

Both of the girls started to laugh. I walked to them and pulled them both to me and held them. "I could not bear the thought of losing you. I love you both." We held each other until I spoke up again. "Go get freshened up. I'm taking you out to dinner."

"Are we celebrating?" asked Shannon.

"Yes, but not for the reason you think." I looked at Shannon and gently held her chin in my hand. "You became mine today. That is certainly worthy of celebrating." I kissed Shannon's lips. And then said, "Now go. And wear dresses. We're going somewhere nice."

The evening was one of the nicest evenings I ever had. We joked and laughed. We talked seriously about our future. We talked about college. While I didn't realize it at first, almost every man in the restaurant was eyeing the girls. I thought to myself and then spoke my thoughts out loud. "I'm a lucky man. I am lucky to have both of you in my life."

Faith took my left hand. Shannon took my right. And then they joined hands. "We are the lucky ones, Sam," said Faith.

An hour later when we had gotten back home, Faith pulled Shannon aside and whispered in her ear. She giggled and ran off. 

"What was that about?" I asked.

"I told her to go to your bedroom and wait for me. Now please go into the living room and wait while I help her prepare for you."

I shook my head. "What are you cooking up, slut?"

But Faith simply grinned at me and ran off. I had no idea what to expect, so I walked into the living room and sat down. I couldn't hear much except the occasional giggle. After about fifteen minutes, Faith returned and took my hand. She was all smiles. She kissed my lips and I felt her hand squeeze my cock. I have to admit, it was beginning to grow at the thought of what they had been arranged.

"I love you Sam. I am so happy that Shannon is now yours and the three of us are together." She led me to the door of my bedroom and then dropped my hand and walked towards the guest bedroom.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

Faith turned to me and giggled. "I'm going to masturbate while I listen to you two." And then she turned serious. "Tonight, Shannon is yours to use. Good night my love."

I was then alone in the hallway. I turned to face my door. I opened the door and stepped in. My cock which was semi-hard, suddenly got very hard. Shannon was naked and tied down to the bed. She was face down. Her wrists and ankles were bound to the four corners of the bed. She had two pillows under her hips that raised her ass into the air.

"Hello Master," said Shannon.

"You've been waiting for some time to call me that, haven't you?"

"Yes, I have. I've also been waiting for some time to be used by you."

"So whose idea was this?"

"Well, it was Faith's idea for us to be alone tonight, but it was my idea to be bound in this position. I hope you approve."

"I definitely approve, my little slut." I started to get undressed, tossing my clothes carelessly over the chair. My cock was throbbing. When I was finally naked, I ran my hand along the inside of Shannon's thigh. She squirmed and then moaned when my hand came in contact with her cunt. "My slut is already wet."

"I seem to be wet almost all the time when I am around you, Master. Please take my body and use it."

I smiled as my hand remained against her cunt. I slid a finger inside of her and then pulled it out to lick it and suck her juices from it. He butt rose up a bit in anticipation. Then I walked over to the night stand and opened up the bottom drawer. I started searching until I found what I was looking for. I pulled out a bottle of baby oil and a medium sized butt plug. Shannon was able to see what I was holding in my hand. Her eyes got a little wide and her ass began to move up and down as she squirmed. I moved onto the bed and began to pour a little bit of the baby oil down the crack of her ass. I gently fingered her tight little ass hole. Then I twirled the butt plug against the crack of her ass to lubricate it. She was having a hard time holding still. I began to probe her ass with it. I was gentle as this was not something she was used to. I continued to probe until I had it far enough inside her and it popped into place. I pressed it as if to push it deeper into her. Shannon moaned as her ass rose and fell.

My cock was throbbing. I moved in position between her legs and began to probe her cunt. Shannon moaned again and begged not to be teased. She kept raising her ass as if she could force my cock inside of her. I slowly penetrated her. First the head of my cock and then inch by inch of my shaft. I was buried inside of her. She was very tight and I could feel her cunt squeezing my cock almost immediately. I moaned and then started to slowly withdraw. I thrust back into her hard and felt her squeeze me again. She whimpered and moaned almost constantly. I began to fuck her more rapidly and with more force. My hands slide under her breasts and I held them. I squeezed them and pinched her nipples. Despite being tied down, Shannon's body moved enough to slam her ass back into my hips. I could feel my balls tingling and knew I would be cumming soon. I squeezed her breasts a bit harder as fucked her even more rapidly. And then I screamed as I came. I continued to slam into her, still shooting my cum inside of her. And then her body went tense as she cried out. Her orgasm hit as my cock was all but drained. I felt her squeeze my cock hard as she came.




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 22



Moments later, I lifted my upper body from her back as we both panted. I withdrew my cock from her and lay down next to her. I was still breathing heavy. I looked into her eyes and smiled.

Shannon smiled back and asked, "Are you going to untie me, Master?"

"Nope. I'm not down, slut."

Shannon giggled and I kissed the tip of her nose. I needed recovery time. While I lay next to her, I gently caressed her back. My hand eventually wandered down to her ass. I began to play with the butt plug. I pressed on it and gently twisted it. Shannon began to groan again. Eventually, as I knew it would, this playing got me hard again. I got off the bed and rummaged in the bottom drawer of the night stand again. This time, I removed something that I would not let Shannon see. 

I got back up on the bed between her legs. I gently pulled on the butt plug until I could pull it out of her. I whispered to Shannon, "I'm going to fuck your ass, slut."

Shannon's ass was rising and falling again. I probed the head of my cock into her tight ring. She whimpered and I pushed a little deeper until the head of my cock disappeared and the rest of my shaft followed. Damn, she was tight. The feeling of my cock being squeezed so tightly was causing my toes to curl. I leaned over her and slowly began to fuck her ass. At the same time, I moved my right hand underneath her body to where her clit was. I had a clit vibrator in my hand and I turned it on. Shannon's body went from slightly tense to rigid. Her limbs pulled at her ties to the four corners of the bed. Unexpectedly, her ass squeezed my cock even tighter. I started to fuck her harder. Shannon was moaning loudly and then she screamed as she orgasmed.

I continued to fuck her ass. Despite only cumming minutes earlier, I could feel myself close to the edge again. I kept the vibrator tightly against her clit."

"OH FUCK! I'm going to cum again!!" 

Shannon's body went rigid again. She continued to pull at the four corners of the bed when she climaxed again. That pushed me over the edge and I cried out loudly, shooting my cum deeply into her ass. I kept slamming into her until I collapsed. I pulled the clit vibrator away from her. We both were sweating and panting. 

I finally pulled my cock out of her and began to untie her from the bed. We were both exhausted, but she was shaky as I helped her turn over and sit up. I kissed her and said "Wait here."

I went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub for the two of us. Once I was satisfied with the temperature of the water, I returned to help Shannon to the bathtub. I got in first and had her sit down between my legs, leaning back against my chest. She rested her hands on my thighs as I wrapped my arms around her and held her.

"I love you, Master. I know you are not ready to love me yet, but I'm ok with that."

"Shannon, did you not hear me say I love you when I said it to both you and Faith?"

"Yes, I did. But I figured that was for Faith's benefit."

I sighed. "Shannon ... I will always be truthful with you ... always. And I really do love you."

Shannon turned to face me. She held my face with her hands and kissed my lips, my nose, my eyes, and my forehead. And then she returned to her position of leaning back against me.

I helped her out of the tub and dried us both with soft towels. And then I took her hand and led her back to the bedroom.

"This is one of my favorite things to do," Shannon blushed.

"What's that?"

"Cuddling with you."

I smiled and pulled her close to me. She wrapped her legs around my leg, her cunt pressed tightly against my hip. My fingers began to run through her hair down her back. She soon fell asleep. I kissed the top of her head and fell asleep myself.

The next morning, I found myself waking from a dream that was all too real. But it was all too real because it was real. Shannon was riding my cock, her tits bouncing with each thrust downward on my cock. But that wasn't all. It took me a few moments to realize that my balls were being squeezed and licked. Faith was licking us both as we fucked. It was more than I could take and I climaxed immediately. Shannon came soon after I did and collapsed on my chest. Faith crawled up to join us and I pulled her close. 

"You two had a fun evening. I came twice listening to you." Faith was giggling as she spoke.

Shannon lifted her head with a smile and looked into my eyes. "Good morning Master."

I kissed the tip of Shannon's nose. "Good morning. I can see I need to be in better shape if I'm going to be fucking the two of you regularly."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 23



known my doctor for a number of years and I trust him. So here I sit, finding myself lying to him.

"Your blood pressure is up a little bit, Sam. Any changes in your life that might account for that?"

"Umm, yeah. Work has been a bit stressful lately, Doctor." 

How would he have reacted if I would have said, "Actually, Doc, I'm fucking two young women less than half my age. I'd say that's a significant change in my life. Wouldn't you?"

"I'm sorry, Doctor. What did you say?" Pay attention Sam. Which head is thinking now?

"I said that I don't think we need to prescribe any medication yet, but I would like to check your blood pressure in another month," the doctor replied. "You should also consider an exercise program. I already know you eat fairly healthy."

I made a face. "Exercise program?"

"I think it would be a good idea. It's something you can do on your own or you could consider a club."

"So I can't take meds to help control it?"

"Well, some drugs can cause erectile dysfunction. I could prescribe for that, but ... "

"Never mind Doc. I'll look into the exercise. A club might be a good idea."

The doctor chuckled. "How is your love life, by the way?"

I simply smiled.

"Enough said," he replied. "I'll have my secretary schedule another appointment next month."

"Thanks, Doctor."

When I got home, Faith and Shannon were both waiting to hear that I was well and healthy. They both could not stop giggling when I told them some significant event in my life had caused my blood pressure to rise. But then Shannon stopped laughing and got serious.

"High blood pressure? That can be serious."

"Relax. My doctor wants to check on me again next month. He wants me to start exercising. If it were more serious, he would have prescribed some blood pressure medication."

Faith was still giggling. "So we don't give you enough exercise?"

I laughed. "Well come to think of it, if I was in better shape, I might not be so winded after fucking your brains out."

All three of us laughed. "I'm going to look into some clubs to join. If I have to work out, I might as well enjoy it."

"Maybe we could join too," said Shannon.

Faith gave her a dirty look.

"Actually, Faith, it isn't a bad habit to have," I said. "Besides, it will be a good stress reliever while you are taking classes and studying."

Faith gave me a seductive grin and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I can think of some stress relievers that are alot more fun."

I laughed and kissed her forehead. "I'm sure you can. We'll talk about it after I've shopped around a little bit. Now I have some work to do. Why don't you two go prepare supper?"

Faith was still giggling as she walked to the kitchen. Shannon stopped to kiss my cheek and followed her.

I sat down to work, but found my mind wandering. The past few weeks had been wonderful. The girls had both applied to school and were waiting to hear if they would be accepted. I had little doubt that they would. Their parents had been great too. They left a car for Faith and Shannon to use. It wasn't a new model, but it wasn't old enough to cause them maintenance headaches. Mrs. Dawson had also given the girls financial information to help them with that side of going to college. I was a little surprised by that, but it confirmed for me that both Mr. and Mrs. Dawson loved their daughters and were taking steps to care for them and prepare them for life away from mom and dad. They also seemed to approve of my guidance about school as well, which made me feel a little better about they thought of me. I was probably kidding myself. I knew they hated me, so there was no use in trying to pretend that they felt any differently.

The past few weeks had also been sexually exciting. I wasn't normally a guy who liked being with two women in the same bed, but the sex thus far had been mind blowing. And I was quite exhausted afterwards. I suppose my doctor was right. I did need to be in better shape, for various reasons. I was beginning to think about what tonight's activity would involve. I had decided to use the playroom. We had not used it for all three of us since that very first time for Shannon. I felt my cock getting hard and then remembered I had some work to complete by the end of the day.

Later in the evening, after the kitchen was cleaned up and the girls were discussing what movie they might watch, I wasted no time in giving them something else to think about.

"Get out of your clothes, sluts," I said.

I stifled a smile when I saw their surprise. "Yes, Master," they said in unison.

I watched them get undressed and then said, "To the playroom. Now."

Faith whimpered. Shannon bit her lip. They both went downstairs as I had commanded. After entering the playroom, they stood there, wondering what I had in mind. I grabbed Shannon by the hair and whispered in her ear, "Come with me." I forced her to the sawhorse and suppressed my smile as Shannon moaned. As I pushed her over it, I whispered into her ear, "You've been waiting for me to strap you to this ever since you saw Faith bound to it, haven't you?"

"Yes, Master, I have." Shannon whimpered as she trembled.

I bound her ankles and then her wrists. I stood back and enjoyed the look of her vulnerability and how exposed she was. I ran my hand gently along her body and then smacked her ass as I turned to Faith. Faith bit her lip and I smiled at her. I reached my hand into her hair and held her as I kissed her deeply. As she started to wrap her arms around my neck, I pulled back and smiled.

"That's not how this will proceed, slut."

With my hand still holding her by the hair, I pulled her to the wall. I tied her wrists together and then pulled a rope down from the pulley above her and tied her wrists to it. I took the other end of the rope and pulled down from the pulley. It forced Faith to stand on her toes. I smiled again and pinched one of her nipples.

I moved tightly against her body and whispered, "As I recall, Shannon got to watch the last time we did this. Now it's your turn." I reached for a ball gag from the work bench and placed it in her mouth and strapped it around her head.

Then I went back to the work bench and picked up a butt plug and a of bottle baby oil. As I returned to Shannon, I spoke to her gently. "I will not hurt you, Shannon. You are not ready for that. I may spank you, but nothing beyond that." As I spoke, I poured some baby oil down the crack of her ass. She whimpered and her ass began to squirm. Then I took the butt plug and twirled it in the crack of her ass to lubricate it. I spoke quietly, again. "But you do need to have your tight little ass hole trained, slut." I gently probed her ass with the plug, Shannon continued to moan and whimper. Her ass moved up and down. I eventually slid it in with a small pop to confirm it was held in place. As soon as that happened, Shannon's ass shook a little harder. She pulled with her legs and arms and I responded by smacking her ass fairly hard with my hand. 

I heard Faith moan, but ignored her. My attention was on Shannon. I stepped to the opposite side of the room from Faith, Shannon in between us, and removed my clothes. I walked back to Shannon. I moved to where her head was and grabbed a handful of her hair. "Open your mouth, slut." Shannon said nothing, but immediately opened her mouth. She kept her eyes on me, already knowing that I required it of her. My cock was already hard. I slid my cock all the way to her throat and slowly fucked her mouth. Shannon fought through her gag reflex and tried to swallow the head of my cock with each gently thrust. I was pushing my cock in so deeply, her nose was pressing against my lower belly. A tear flowed down her cheek as she continued to successfully fight off the gagging. I finally pulled my cock out of her mouth, a long string of her saliva hanging from the head of my cock to her lips.

"Good girl," I said.

"Thank you, Master." Shannon was trying to catch her breath.

I walked back to behind her and smacked her ass again. She groaned and wiggled it. I chuckled. "You are such a slut." I slide my fingers down to her cunt. "And you're already soaked." I teased her with the head of my cock. She tried to force her ass back to force my penetration, but I wouldn't allow it.

"Pleeease!" she moaned.

"Please, what?" I growled.

"Please, Master! Please fuck your slave."

"Good girl." And then with no further hesitation, I fully penetrated her, my hips resting against her ass. I knew this was still a strange feeling for her. Both her cunt and her ass were full. I rested inside her for a moment. I reached down and pressed the plug into her. I smiled as she groaned. And then I started to fuck her. Although she could not move much, she made every effort to push her ass back to me. I held her hips and began to thrust harder and harder. My cock was throbbing inside of her. She squeezed me with each thrust. I knew I would not last long, but I bit my lip to try holding off from climaxing too soon. I fucked her harder and faster, my cock pounding her cunt. I could feel my balls tingle. I was going to cum. And then without warning, Shannon's body went rigid as she screamed out. She came hard and squeezed my cock even harder. I lost all control. My cock expanded and shot my warm cum deep inside of her.

After almost collapsing on Shannon's body, I pulled out of her. I needed to catch my breath. Damn! Doc was right. I needed to be in better shape. Of course, he couldn't know about the beautiful young women in my life. 

I turned to Faith. She had been moaning into her gag almost constantly as she watched Shannon and me. I didn't have to slide my hand between her thighs to feel how wet she was. But I did anyway. I coated my fingers with her sexual juices and then licked each one of them. I kissed the tip of her nose. Her saliva was flowing down the corners of her mouth from the ball gag. I moved to the work bench and picked up nipple clamps that were attached by a small chain. I clipped them on her nipples and watched her face as she cried out through the gag. The chain hung from her nipples and I pulled it gently, causing her to cry out louder. I moved back to the work bench and picked up an ankle bracelet and attached it to right ankle. I pulled another rope down from a pulley and attached it to her ankle bracelet. When I pulled the other end of the rope, it forced her right leg up in the air. It left her standing on the toes of her left foot.

I was getting aroused again, but I still needed recovery time. So I knelt down and began to tease Faith's cunt with my tongue. She moaned as I caressed her folds. I used my fingers to spread her lips and I pushed my tongue inside her. Faith's body trembled as I explored the inside of her. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could, my nose pressed against her mound. Then I pulled back to suck on her clit. That was all it took. She climaxed. Her body shook as her muffled cries continued. 

I stood up. I was hard again. I didn't say a word to Faith. I took the chain, at its lowest point between the nipple clamps and pulled it to my mouth. I bit down on the chain to hold it firmly. It pulled Faith's nipples and breasts upward and she cried out in pain. And then I slid my cock into her. I penetrated her fully and then slowly withdrew. Before getting much more than half way out of her, I thrust back in hard. I withdrew again and thrust harder still. I was moving slowly, but each thrust was with force. Each thrust caused my head to jerk, which in turn, caused the chain to jerk harder on her nipples. I watched her eyes. God! It was sensual. I saw a mixture of her pain and her pleasure. 

"You are beautiful, my love," I whispered.

And then I began to fuck her furiously. All of the combined motions of my body, succeeded in pulling the chain between her nipples even harder. Her muffled screams were mixed with muffled moans. I wrapped my arms around her body as we fucked. Since I had cum once already, I knew that I faced the risk of collapsing before I climaxed again. But I managed to find my second wind. Faith climaxed again, but I didn't bother to slow down. I couldn't. I wouldn't stop. I kept fucking her harder and faster, almost like an animal. My moans were mixed with panting. But through all of it, my eyes never left hers. Hers never left mine. She could not speak, but I knew her well enough to see her eyes were begging me to fuck her harder. I could almost read her thoughts. 'Cum inside your slut, my love.' And then she climaxed again. She squeezed my cock so hard that it pushed me over the edge. I screamed as I came.

I had dropped the chain when I screamed. My head was resting on her shoulder. I was exhausted. I was working hard to gain control of my breathing. When I finally pulled away from Faith, my cock sliding out of her, I was still panting, but gaining my strength again. I loosened the ropes to allow Faith to stand on her feet, although a little unsteadily. I untied her wrists and then removed her gag. I thought she might collapse and I held her.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"I'm going to be fine, Sam. But are you ok?" There was concern in her voice and in her eyes.

I grinned at her. "I guess I need to start working out sooner rather than later. And not just for my blood pressure."

She giggled. "You'd better. I don't want to give up the use of the playroom."

I gave her a mock look of being stern with her. And then chuckled and pulled the chain again. And then I removed the nipple clamps.

Shannon had been quiet through all of this, but she had been able to watch. She was smiling and I smacked her ass again.

"Did you enjoy watching, slut?"

"Mmmmmm," was all she said.

I laughed and bent down to untie her. I helped her up from the saw horse. She was also a little unsteady, so I held her until she was able to stand and walk without help.

"Come on, you two. Up to the bath. I'll bathe you both."

"I wish the bathtub was big enough for all three of us," said Shannon with a giggle.

The next day, I went to a health club to check it out. It was clear to me that I needed to be in better shape if I wanted to continue the lifestyle I had chosen with two young and sexual women like Faith and Shannon. I had heard good things about the club I was going to. The membership fee was a bit more expensive than others, but it had so many perks and so many things to offer. The work out floor was huge. There were many cardio machines and there were also many weight lifting machines. There was a track around the entire work out floor. Each lap was a tenth of a mile. The locker room had a sauna, a steam room, and a spa. There was a lap pool, tennis courts, basketball courts, and more. I hadn't even worked up a sweat and I was already sold. I was on one of the cardio machines, watching SportsCenter on the TV. I was actually enjoying the work out. Who knew? 

I got to 30 minutes on the machine and then slowed down for another two minutes to cool down. I started to walk the track, thinking that Faith and Shannon might actually enjoy this place. At least I thought Shannon would. As I started my second lap on the track, I saw Emma. I started to wave to her until I realized she was occupied by two young men. Shit! The two young men happened to be the Harris brothers. It had been some time since I saw them try to man handle Faith. I walked straight towards Emma, slowly forming an idea of what I would do when I got to her. Jim, the larger of the two brothers, was not grabbing Emma, but it was clear that he was not letting her get by. I could hear Jack's laugh. He sounded like a fucking hyena. 

When I got within a couple of yards from them, I spoke up. "Hi Emma. I've been looking for you. You promised to show me how some of these cardio machines worked." As I talked, I walked right up to her and took her arm and walked off. If caught both Jim and Jack totally by surprise. They stood there and watched us walk off.

"God! Thank you, Sam!" said Emma.

"You should complain to the club about their behavior." I said.

Emma was trembling. She held onto my arm tightly. "I would, but the general manager is their cousin."

"Oh Christ! And I was thinking of joining."

"Sam, don't let them keep you from joining. This is the best club in the area. Besides, they don't bother me that often."

"How often is that often, Emma?"

"Twice in the last three weeks."

"That's twice too often. Have you talked to the general manager at all?"

"No," she admitted.

"Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to talk to him."

We went to the front desk and asked for the general manager. When he came out, he was all smiles, but professional. He shook both of our hands and introduced himself. "How can I help you?" he asked.

"I'm interested in joining," I said. "Emma is a friend of mine and is a member here."

"Wonderful," he said. "Any of our associates can help you with that."

I said, "You don't understand. I would love to join, but not when your two cousins hassle your members. And they definitely don't care for me."

The general manager narrowed his eyes. "Wait a minute. You said your name was Sam. The same guy who took them both on when they were bothering your girl friend?"

"That would be me." I stared back at him hard, not sure what he might be thinking. His reaction completely surprised me.

He offered me his hand again, to shake it. "It is unfortunate at times, that you can't choose your family. Jim and Jack are couple of idiots. If they are making my members uncomfortable in my club, I was not aware of it. I'm sure as hell going to see it doesn't happen any longer. I truly hope you will still join." He looked to Emma. "And I hope you will stay."

He seemed completely sincere. I believed him. And I made my decision to join. I thanked him and told him that I would be happy to be a member of the health club.

Emma was feeling much better. We went up to the cafeteria to have a coffee. Or at least I had a coffee. Well, a decaf, anyway. Damn blood pressure! Emma had a smoothie. 

She smiled at me and took my hand. "Thank you Sam. You always took care of me when we were together. I still regret asking you to release me."

I smiled, but decided it was best to say very little about that subject.

"Did you know Sara was a member here?"

"Yes, she was the one who recommended this club. I'm surprised she didn't mention that Jim and Jack were also members."

"They don't mess with her. And she pays them little attention. I think she intimidates them."

I laughed as I pictured that.

"She also told me that you have a second slave in your house. Faith's sister?"

I stopped to think. Sara and I had not talked much about Shannon. 

Emma shook me from my thoughts with a giggle. "She is a little upset with you that you haven't at least gotten together with her for lunch."

"Guilty as charged. I will call her today."

Emma looked down at the table. "I don't suppose you would consider a third slave in your stable."

Damn! I didn't see that coming. "Emma, I'm flattered. But I'm not looking to make my life even more complicated than it already is. But always remember, you and I will always have something special. And you will always be my friend."

She smiled. "I had to ask."

We got up to leave and she kissed my cheek.

That night, Faith laid on one side of me, Shannon on the other. I had told them about the club. I had also told them about the Harris brothers and that Emma and I had talked to their cousin because of our concerns. They sensed there was more to the story and they managed to drag it all out of me. Faith rested her head on my shoulder, her face buried in my neck.

"When I met Emma, I wanted to slap her for hurting you," she said. "And then I realized if she had not asked for her release, I would not belong to you. And now I hear about you being there for her, protecting her. She is not your slave, and yet you still watch over her."




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 23



"Are you jealous, Faith?"

Shannon was quiet, but listening.

Faith responded quickly. "God no, Sam! I guess what I am saying is coming out wrong."

Shannon spoke up, "What she is trying to say is how lucky we are that we belong to you."

"Yes," said Faith. "You are a Dom, a forceful Dom, but also a gentle and loving Dom. I can't imagine being with anyone else."

I smiled. "I love you both."



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 24



"Tell me again what she's like."

Faith looked at her sister and sighed. "I've told you more than once. She'll be here soon and you can see for yourself."

They were sitting in a restaurant, waiting for Sara. They had arrived a little early, but the host had seated them immediately when Faith told him who they were meeting. Faith almost started to giggle. When they walked into ask about the table. He all but ignored them. But as soon as Sara's name was mentioned, he was all smiles, winking at them, and then quickly ushering them to the best table in the place. Seconds later, their waiter arrived, from out of nowhere, and asked them if they wanted to order anything from the bar. Shannon was about to, but Faith cut her off and politely refused. She had no intention of taking advantage of Sara in order to get alcohol when they were still not of legal age to drink.

Shannon looked around. "This is quite fancy. And they sure seem to know Sara."

Faith smiled. "Believe me, when she enters a room, everyone takes notice."

The words were hardly out of Faith's mouth when Sara walked in. Shannon immediately noticed that Faith had not exaggerated. Everyone turned to watch her. And then Shannon also turned to watch Sara.

"God. She is beautiful. I hate her already," said Shannon.

"Hush," said Faith. And then they both started to giggle.

Sara saw them and smiled. She walked to their table, completely oblivious of the attention she had brought upon herself.

"And what are you two giggling about?"

Faith stood to greet her with a hug. Then she turned towards Shannon. "Shannon, this is Sara. Sara, this is my sister Shannon. We were laughing because Shannon thinks you are beautiful ... and hates you for it." Faith started giggling again.

"Faith!" Shannon was turning bright red.

Sara smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you Shannon. And don't feel bad. I get that a lot." 

Faith and Sara sat down. Despite what Sara had said to her, Shannon was still very embarrassed. And Sara could sense it.

"Really, Shannon. It's ok. Quite honestly, I don't have that many female friends. I suspect that it's often because other women think I will steal their men. Faith knows better and I consider us close. I hope you and I will become close friends as well."

"Thank you Sara. I would like that." Shannon was still red, but started to feel a little better.

Sara was still watching Shannon. "So you are the young woman that has made Sam and Faith a threesome. You must be something special. I've never known Sam to have a relationship with two women like this."

The heat in Shannon's cheeks was simply not going to go away. "I really care about him. I love him. But I also told him that if my presence begins to spoil what he and Faith already have, I would step away."

Faith squeezed Shannon's hand. "Shannon's presence has enhanced what we have, not taken away from it."

"Too bad," said Sara with a wink. "I was hoping that if Sam had Shannon, I could have Faith." And then she laughed.

Faith giggled and it was only after she giggled did Shannon realize that Sara was joking. Shannon decided to change the subject to ask a question she was dying to ask Sara. "What was Sam like before we met him?"

Sara smiled. "You already know that we were lovers for a brief time."

Both girls nodded.

"There's not much to tell," she continued.

"So that's all you're going to tell us?" Shannon was about to pout, but realized that would not have appeared very adult-like.

Sara smiled again as she thought back to that time.

(Author's note: Three years earlier.)

The more I tasted her and ate her, the tighter Sara held my head to her cunt. I loved how she tasted. And it was obvious she loved what I was doing with my tongue. She moaned quietly at first. And then I sucked on her clit and she cried out and gripped my hair tightly. She held me so tightly, it was painful. But the pain I could feel diminished next to the joy of driving her wild. The harder I sucked, the louder she cried out. My arms had been holding her toned thighs. I pulled one arm back to allow myself to slide two fingers inside of her. It caused her to raise her hips off the bed. She was incredibly strong. But anyone who had the pleasure of seeing her body could see she worked out and took very good care of herself. 

I sucked even harder. She wrapped her thighs around my head in an almost vice-like grip. Jesus Christ! This woman was next to impossible control. The only control I felt I had was with the use of my lips holding and sucking her clit. My fingers continued to fuck her. I felt her body begin to shudder. I knew her climax would be a strong one, but I didn't yet know just how hard it would hit her ... or me. With no warning, her cunt squirted with force. It caught me completely by surprise. I almost lost my concentration and let go of her clit. But I continued to suck as hard as I could. Her clit was swollen and throbbing. She finally stopped squirting, but her climax had not yet ended. Her thighs squeezed my head even harder as she screamed out once again.

And then as suddenly as she had squirted, her body relaxed, almost a collapse. I gently sucked her clit a little longer before I finally released her. I looked up to see her gorgeous breasts rising and falling as she panted. Her responses and reaction to me had caused such an intense erection, it was almost painful. I moved up her body, holding my body above her while she continued to regain her normal breathing. I kissed her gently, my face wet from her juices. 

Sara smiled up at me as my cock slid inside of her. "Fuck me," she whispered. I kissed her again and slowly began to fuck her. She responded by wrapping her legs around my waste. She might have seemed exhausted earlier, but it was obvious to me that she could easily fuck for hours. I groaned as I felt her legs squeeze my body and her cunt squeeze my cock. I began to thrust harder and faster. I lowered my upper body onto hers, pressing her into the bed. She wrapped her arms around me and I felt her long fingernails dig into my back as I slammed into her over and over. Her hips rose to meet mine as I rocked my hips into her even harder. Again, I was amazed how incredibly strong she was. I wrapped my arms around her and we held each other as we fucked each other. Her legs squeezed me harder and I felt her fingernails rake down my back. I felt my balls tingle as I felt the pain of her drawing my blood. My cock was throbbing. I was going to cum soon and I was not going to be able to hold back.

I moaned constantly. With every thrust, Sara's cunt was squeezing my cock. No. It was more than squeezing. Her cunt was gripping my cock as if she controlled whether I would be able to pull it out of her. I felt my control ebbing. The tingling I felt earlier in my balls was coursing through my body. And then I screamed as I exploded inside of her. I heard her whisper in my ear, "Yes!" And then I felt her teeth grip my ear lobe. She came seconds after I did. And as her climax took control of her body, I felt her legs squeeze me harder than any woman had ever done before. Her teeth tightened on my ear lobe. But I didn't feel any pain. All I felt was the extreme pleasure of our combined orgasm.

I finally rolled off of her. My chest was heaving as I panted. My body was bathed in sweat and I felt dizzy. I'd never felt this way before. This was the third time Sara and I had fucked. Each time had been more intense than the last, which was amazing when I remembered our first time. I suppressed a chuckle when I thought to myself that I would not survive this woman. But then my thoughts turned serious. Sara was not, in any way shape or form, a submissive. She was the opposite. She was a Domme. And I could never be a submissive. While I wanted to be able to make love to her for the rest of my life, I knew that she and I would burn each other out. We would not remain happy with our relationship.

Sara cuddled up next to me. I felt a lump in my throat because I knew I had to tell her how I felt. But she surprised me completely.

"We have to talk, Sam."

"I know," I said.

"You feel it to?" she asked.

"What I feel is incredible, Sara. But neither of us will ever be submissives. We are both Dominants. It is in our nature. You won't be able to change me and I won't be able to change you. Sex with you is the most amazing I've ever had. But we both need more than sex."

Sara kissed my cheek. "I love you. You're an amazing man. No one has ever made me squirt like you just did. But I would want to take you down to your playroom and use my whip on you." She laughed.

"And I would want to tie you to the sawhorse and use a crop on your ass," I laughed. "I hope we will remain good friends. I can tell you things that I can't tell others. I care for you. We may not remain lovers, but I will still love you."

Sara seemed to breathe easier. "I was dreading this talk. But I should have known that we would come to the same realization at the same time."

Sara turned over, her back to me. I moved behind her, spooning into her back side. She soon fell asleep. I smiled. I had been worried too. I was afraid I would lose her. We had been friends for several years. We met while shopping for groceries one weekend. My car happened to be parked close to hers. As she was putting her bags into her trunk, her grocery cart got away from her. I managed to catch it for her and helped her finish putting her bags in her trunk. The following weekend, I looked for her while shopping again. It turned out she had been hoping to run into me again too. That turned into having coffee, then lunch, and then dinner. 

While we were both attracted to each other, our friendship blossomed long before a sexual relationship. We learned quite by accident that we each had a private life that we didn't share with many others. It was actually humorous. Unbeknownst to us, we both knew Jake. We were going to a movie when we ran into Jake and a girl he was seeing at the time. Jake also knew that we were both into the BDSM life style. We just had not figured it out for ourselves. 

"You two obviously have not had sex yet," said Jake.

Both Sara and I were a little pissed at him for being so blunt. It was true that I had been taking my time. I felt Sara was something special.

"What are you talking about?" said Sara.

"You'd probably kill each other," he replied.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I said, starting to get angry.

"Oh my God. Neither of you knows. Sara, Sam is Dom. Sam, Sara is a Domme."

We were stunned. We looked at each other and then we both cracked up with laughter. Most people would have separated gracefully and gone their separate ways. But we became even closer. We had so much in common, so much we could talk about. The biggest difference other than our genders, was that Sara was bi-sexual and I was not.

Six months later, Sara was moving into a new house and I was helping her paint. By accident, she painted my ass. I laughed and returned the favor. As strange as it may sound, it got sexual. Before we knew it, we were both covered in paint and kissing passionately. Sara broke away from me with a blush and mumbled something about painting the walls and not each other. We finished the room, but when we were done, I took her hand and led her to her shower. We started to wash and bathe each other, but it became passionate again. Sex in her shower was the first time for us. It was incredible. 

I smiled to myself as I remembered how our relationship had started, how it had changed, and how it was changing once again. Until Faith became my submissive, I had never been as close to anyone else. Even though we didn't talk or spend as much time as we used to, we were still close. Sara knew I would do anything for her. I knew Sara would do anything for me. When I gave Faith the lesson of making love to another woman for the first time, that woman being Sara, I had done it not only for Faith, but also because I wanted Sara to love her as much as I did.

(Author's note: Back to the present time ... and no, Sara didn't give Faith and Shannon as much detail as I just did.)

"You won't give us anymore details than that?" Faith couldn't help herself. She didn't want to be nosey, but she would have just about given anything to know more.

"I'm like Sam," replied Sara. "I don't kiss and tell. The moments we shared were incredible, but they were ours and no one else's."

"That is so not fair," said Shannon.

Sara could not help but giggle at that. And then she paused as she thought about her friendship to Sam and how much she loved him. "The fact that we were lovers is not why I love him so much. I imagine he told you about Michelle."

Faith turned solemn. "Sam never told me her name."

(Author's note: Sixteen months earlier.)

I picked up the phone and said "Hello". But no matter how many times I spoke, it kept on ringing. And then I woke up. I had been dreaming and the phone woke me up from a deep sleep. I turned over to look at my alarm clock and it read 3:20 AM. What the hell!!??

"Hello?" I said.

"Is this Sam Anderson?" asked an unfamiliar voice.

"Yes. It's after 3 AM. Who is this?" I didn't sound thrilled.

"Mr. Anderson, I'm sorry to bother you. There was a car accident earlier this evening. One of the passengers, a woman named Sara Cooper kept asking for you."

A pain in my chest gripped me. "Is Sara alright?"

"Miss Cooper is fine, other than some cuts and bruises. We tried to admit her, but she wouldn't allow it."

"She wasn't alone in the car, was she?" I was dreading what I was about to hear.

"I'm afraid not, sir. Miss Cooper was driving when they were broadsided on the passenger side by a drunk driver. There was another woman in the car that was killed. Her name was Michelle Saxton."

"Fuck!" I said quietly.

"I'm very sorry Mr. Anderson. Miss Cooper is somewhat incoherent. She would only say your name and shove her cell phone at one of our nurses."

"I'll be right there."

I quickly got dressed and headed out the door. I was surprised that I didn't get stopped for speeding. When I walked into the emergency room waiting area, I was shocked to see Sara. It wasn't the bruise next to her eye that shocked me; it was that one of the most beautiful women I had ever known was almost the opposite. She was almost curled up in a fetal position in her chair. She hadn't seen me until I whispered her name.

"Sara?"

She looked up. Her eyes were puffy from crying. Her makeup was all over her face from her hands wiping away her tears. I reached for her as she stood and then she immediately collapsed. I caught her before she fell to the floor and held her. She began to sob and could not stop. Her body shook. She couldn't speak. There was nothing more I could do other than hold her. And I would not let her go. 

My eyes started to fill with tears. I had really liked Michelle. Michelle had made Sara so happy and Sara's happiness was important to me. She was my best friend. Yes, we had been lovers once, but that was not why we were so close. It was killing me to see her in such pain. I managed to sit her down in a chair, but I still had to hold her. She would have slid right off the chair. 

The doctor came out to see us. I assumed that he had faced scenes like this before, but Sara's crying and inability to speak was even affecting him. He handed me a slip of paper. It was a prescription. "This is for several doses of a sedative, but I would not leave her alone."

"Understood, Doctor. I have no intention of leaving her by herself."

"Good. I am so sorry for your loss," he said to Sara.

"Has her family been notified?" I asked.

"They have. I understand they live in Louisiana, so they won't be here until sometime this afternoon."

"If they need to talk with Sara, here is my business card." I paused a moment and then asked, "So it was a drunk driver?"

The doctor nodded. "To hear the police officer who brought Miss Cooper in, the inside of the other driver's car stunk of gin. He probably never knew he hit your friends."

"He did not survive?"

"No."

"Thank you Doctor. If I need anything, I will call you."

Sara was to crying a little less, but her body still shook. I helped her up and headed to the pharmacy to fill the prescription. Then I walked her to my car and drove her to my place. I didn't think she needed to go home just yet. There would be too much of Michelle in her house to allow Sara to rest. We did not speak as I drove. It was fairly quiet in the car for the occasional sniffle and sobbing.

Minutes later, I took her by the arm and escorted her into my kitchen. She was in a little more control of her own body and she sat down at the kitchen counter. I filled a glass of water so she could take one of the pills. 

"No," she said. "Pour me a scotch."

"Sara ..."

"Give me a fucking scotch."

I certainly was not going to point out that too much alcohol for one person had caused Michelle's death. I poured her the scotch and then poured one for myself.

She looked at me, swollen cheeks from non-stop crying. "It was my fault, Sam."

"No it wasn't Sara. The driver that hit you was so drunk that any normal person would have gotten high just sitting in his car."

"It was my fault," she repeated. "We weren't even supposed to go out for dinner. Michelle had asked to prepare supper, but I insisted that we go out to dinner. It's my fault."

"Sara, you cannot blame yourself because of a decision you made to go out. One has nothing to do with the other."

Sara gulped down the scotch and then pushed her glass to me. "Another."

I sighed and poured her another. Sara never drank like this, so I knew she would be in trouble. I knew that the next day would be painful for her, in more than one way. She gulped the second one down, but surprised me by not asking for another.

"Sam, make love to me."

"Sara, I can't and I won't."

"Bastard," she said quietly. "Just fuck me."

"No. I will hold you all night, but I won't take pleasure from you while you are in this condition."

"Damn you, Sam." And then she started to cry again.

I walked around the kitchen counter to her and wrapped my arms around her. "Come on, I'm taking you to bed."

Her face was buried against my chest. I walked her to my bedroom and sat her on the edge of my bed. I knelt on the floor to take her shoes off. I helped her remove her thigh high stockings. Then I stood and helped her out of her clothes. When we got to her lingerie, I stopped. She looked at me with annoyance and took her bra and panties off.

"If you cared about me, you'd make love to me," she said.

"It is because I love you that I won't make love to you," I said.

She slapped my face. "Fuck you!"

Despite the heat of the skin of my cheek, I ignored what happened and stripped down to my boxers and helped her slide under the covers. I got into bed with her and pulled her close. I meant to hold her all night. I knew I would not be sleeping. She began to sob again.

"I'm sorry Sam."

"There is nothing to be sorry for, Sara." I ran my fingers through her hair.

"I love you," she whispered. "You are my best friend."

"I love you too."

(Author's note: Back to the present time.)

Sara's eyes had started to fill with tears. "Sam did not leave me for three weeks. Through the funeral, returning to my home, helping me go through Michelle's things ... he never left me. I love him and I will always love him. When he found happiness with you, it made me so happy. I would do anything for him.

Both Faith and Shannon had tears running down their cheeks. There was little they could say. Sara managed to change the subject in order to change the mood at their table.

Several hours later, all three women were collapsed in Sara's bed. Earlier, she had strapped both girls down. She used the whip on Faith. Surprisingly, it even made Shannon wet, although it appeared to have scared her a little. Sara was tempted to give Shannon a taste of the whip. But she decided against it, believing that Sam should be the one to introduce this new experience to Shannon. Instead, she put a harness around her waist and thighs. She attached an eight inch dildo and fucked both of them until they were all exhausted.




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 25



"This almost looks like a wedding invitation." Faith was going through the day's mail on the kitchen counter.

"Let me see," I said. I smiled when I saw the return address. "I had forgotten about this."

"What is it?" asked Faith. 

Shannon looked up from her homework to see what we were talking about.

"Remember Jonathon from the event we went to six months back?"

"How could I forget," Faith grinned. "The way he handled that whip. I was so wet, I had to rush off to the ladies room."

"I think you told me about this," said Shannon. "And then those two guys stopped you and Sam came to your rescue."

"I prefer not to talk about that," I said.

"Why not?" asked Shannon. "I dream of you doing that for me." She smiled as she said it.

I smiled back to her. "That was sweet of you to say."

"I am very sincere about that, Master."

I caressed her cheek with my fingers. 

"So what is this mail?" asked Faith. "An invitation?"

"That's exactly what this is," I said. "Jonathon has an annual party. I didn't attend last year. But I think we should definitely attend this time."

"Is it like the event you went to with Faith?" asked Shannon.

"Oh no. This is much more private. Jonathon invites ten or twelve friends. They are all Doms or Dommes. And of course, we all bring our submissives with us."

"A party?" Shannon sounded very excited.

"Yes, but not the kind of party you may be thinking of. The party is for the Dominants. You slaves will be there to serve." I paused for a moment. "And you are also there to please the Dominants sexually."

Faith smiled, but Shannon's jaw dropped. "You mean I could end up with anyone?"

I didn't want to sound stern, but my voice came through that way. "Shannon, if you don't wish to attend, you don't have to."

Shannon blushed and looked at the floor. Faith quickly spoke up. "She will come, Master. And I know she will love every minute of it."

My voice softened. "Shannon, you won't be with anyone I don't want you to be with. It only happens with my approval. Remember, you belong to me. I will protect you. Besides, these are some of my closest friends. Besides Jonathon, Sara and Jake will likely be there."

Shannon looked up. "I am sorry, Master. I was wrong to question you. I know how much you love me and I know you will never allow harm to come to me."

Faith wrapped her arm around Shannon and grinned. "Besides, Jake might want to have you at his side for the evening. And he's dreamy."

"Dreamy? Really? Suddenly, I feel old." I tried to sound stern, but could help but laugh.

Faith blushed. "You know what I mean." 

I opened up the invitation after winking at Faith. "The party is four weeks from Friday. I'm sure our calendars are free, but both of you need to check your school calendars. This is not just an evening get together. It will go on through the entire weekend."

"I'm sure it won't be an issue," said Shannon.

"Just the same, check to be sure. This party is important, but your school work is more important."

Faith was already beyond thinking if her calendar was free or not. "What will we wear? We need to do some shopping."

I shook my head and chuckled. And then I stopped to think a moment. "Yes, you will need to do some shopping, but not the kind of shopping you're thinking of. You will wear very little. I think we should go lingerie shopping."

Shannon had gotten quiet, but Faith was getting more excited about this party the more we talked about it. I stopped and watched Shannon. She was deep in thought.

"Shannon? Is something bothering you?"

She looked up as I had interrupted her thoughts. "Oh no. There is nothing wrong. I was just thinking." She paused again. "I was thinking about your friend Jonathon and how his use of the whip arouses Faith. It reminded me of our get together with Sara. She also used the whip. It made me wet and I can't explain it." She looked at me and swallowed. "Sam? Would you do that to me? I want to understand it. I want to know the feeling of both pain and pleasure."

"Are you sure, Shannon?"

"I've been thinking about it for weeks. Yes, I'm sure. And the sooner, the better. Before I change my mind."

I stood there, looking at Shannon, and thinking. And then I decided. "Come with me. Faith, you too."

The three of us walked downstairs and into the playroom. Faith was curious as to what her role would be, but she knew to keep quiet until she was told. Shannon was trembling just a bit. She was anxious, but she trusted me. And then she smiled.

"Master? My safe word is 'trust'."

I smiled at her. "Well chosen Shannon. Get undressed." I pointed at the spot on the floor where six rings were bolted to the floor. "Hand and knees, slut. Faith, you are here to support your sister. Face her, encourage her, hold her face if you wish."

"Yes, Master," they said in unison.

Shannon got to her hands and knees. Faith got on her knees to face Shannon. Shannon's hands, knees, and ankles all rested beside one of the six rings. I began to tie her to each ring. I then pulled two ropes down from pulleys above Shannon. The first, I tied to her pony tail and then tied the end of the rope off to hold her head up. The second rope had a metal hook at the end of it, Faith's eyes got wide when she saw it. I walked to the work bench and pulled a specific butt plug from the top drawer. I also picked up a bottle of lubricant. I returned to Shannon and screwed the plug to the end of the hook. Once it was secure, I began lubing her tight little ass hole with the oil and my finger. Shannon whimpered and squirmed a bit, but it was difficult for her to move much. I slid the butt plug into her hole and then pressed it until it popped in. Upon pulling the other end of the rope, Shannon groaned as the hook pulled her ass up high, arching her back.

I stood back to check my work and smiled. Shannon could not move. I heard a whimper and then realized it was coming from Faith. She kissed Shannon's lips and whispered "I'm jealous."

I walked back to the work bench. I had already decided that I would use a paddle. Not that a paddle would be easy on Shannon, but I felt it was the right tool to use to introduce her to this new phase for her. A crop would have been much tougher on her. And I didn't trust myself with a whip. I picked up a paddle and the electric wand. 

When I turned back to Shannon, I could see that the inside of her thighs were wet. I smiled. "My little slut is wet."

Shannon's voice trembled. "Yes, Master. Very."

I kneeled behind her, laying the wand down on the floor. With my fingers, I caressed her dripping cunt. She groaned and squirmed a bit, but could not move much beyond that. The hook with the butt plug made sure of that. And then without warning, I smacked her ass hard with the paddle. Faith saw it coming and looked directly into Shannon's eyes as she grunted and managed not to cry out.

Faith whispered, "Good girl."

I smacked Shannon's ass again, harder this time. I was careful not to come close to the hook. Her ass cheeks were turning pink. I spanked the back of one of her thighs. Shannon could not keep it in. She cried out. Faith caressed her cheek. And then I spanked the back of her other thigh. Her skin was turning a bright pink. I picked up the electric wand and turned it on. As soon as I placed it against her swollen clit, Shannon cried out loudly. Her body shook hard. I spanked her hard again.

Faith looked up at me. "Master? Is she allowed to cum?"

"Only when she asks for permission," I replied.

Faith looked back into Shannon's eyes. "You are doing so well, Shannon."

Shannon was panting. "God! I need to cum." But then she whispered back to Faith, "But I'm not ready to ask permission. Not yet." She was shaking as she spoke. The wand was still firmly against her clit.

"Good girl," I said.

And then I spanked her again. Shannon's body shook as she moaned. I spanked her hard again. Her ass and thighs were bright red. 

She couldn't hold back any longer. "Please Master, may I cum?"

I smiled at how well she had down. "Yes, slave. You may cum."

As I pressed the wand more firmly against her clit, Shannon screamed as her entire body experienced her orgasm. Through it all, Faith held her face. She smiled at Shannon. Her cunt was almost as wet as Shannon's. Shannon continued to cum, screaming in intense pleasure. When I pulled the wand away, she would have collapsed if she had been able to. 

The experience had aroused me. My cock was throbbing. I undressed and kneeled behind Shannon, my hands holding her hips. I sank my cock into her easily. She was well lubricated from her own cum. She groaned as she felt my cock fill her. I could feel the plug in her ass. I stifled my own moan as I began to fuck her. And then I was completely amazed. She was managing to squeeze my cock with her cunt. She still had the stamina to do so. I moaned, this time unable to be silent. 

An evil thought came to me. With a grin, I picked up the wand and turned it on again. I pressed it against Shannon's clit. She screamed again and immediately climaxed. The addition of the electric wand caused my cock to tingle and I knew I would not last long. I began to slam my cock into her as she continued to experience orgasm after orgasm. I lost all control and cried out loudly as I shot my cum deeply into her. Shannon climaxed again and then I pulled the wand away. She was exhausted. I stopped fucking her and simply rested with my hips pressed against her ass, my cock buried in her.

Finally, I pulled out of her. I quickly removed the butt plug and then untied her pony tail. Shannon immediately collapsed, still tied to the floor. I moved around her and untied each of the six pieces of rope. Shannon collapsed completely, still breathing heavily. I picked up her naked body and carried her up stairs, Faith following me.

I walked into my bedroom and laid her body on my bed. It had become a tradition of taking a hot bath after a session in the playroom. But this was a special event. I was proud of Shannon, but I was also very interested in hearing what she had to say about this new experience. 

As I headed to the bathroom to start the bath, Faith touched my arm. "Master, may I cum?"

I gave her a surprised look. And then I grinned and said, "Yes, slut, you may cum."

Faith smiled sheepishly and ran off to the other bedroom.

I returned to Shannon and picked her up again, carrying her into the bathroom, setting her in the tub. I sat behind her and held her against my chest. Her breathing had returned to normal. Her fingers slowly ran along my arms.

"I'm proud of you, Shannon. And I love you very much. Thank you for trusting me."

Shannon turned her face to kiss my upper arm."I love you too, Sam." She was quiet for a moment. "I understand now. With each strike with the paddle and as much as it hurt, I had complete trust in you. I knew I was safe. You used that paddle with love. And then the combination of the wand and the paddle, the pleasure with the pain ... my god, I've never experienced anything like it." She turned around to face me, tears on her cheeks. "Thank you, Master."

As I dried her with a towel, I was very careful around her tender behind. In the bedroom, I had her lay face down as I applied lotion to her skin. And then I slid into bed with her and held her close to me again. 

Faith walked in, with a smile. "Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked with a smile.

"I did," she said. "And I look forward to when you use us both like that." Faith could not stop grinning. And I heard Shannon giggle. 

Then Faith leaned into whisper into my ear. She turned, left the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

"What did she say?" asked Shannon.

"She told me that this time was important for you. That you needed to be alone with me because this time was special for both of us. She remembers her first time."

Shannon smiled as I felt her hand reach for my cock. She slid under the covers to begin to make love to my cock with her mouth. 

Several hours later, we were both, once again, sweaty and exhausted.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 26



Shannon was progressing. She was not exactly a pain slut, but she was learning about her own desires. She was discovering more about her own body and how enjoyable the pleasure mixed with pain was. Faith was very happy about this development. She now had someone to share with, someone to talk to about the entire gamut of BDSM. It actually resulted in both of the girls pushing their limits.

And of course, I enjoyed it thoroughly. But I also loved the training. I loved teaching them and guiding them. I was probably a gentler Dom than most, but that is who I am. They knew I would protect them and care for them. It was difficult for me to believe that things had worked out so well. There truly was complete love and trust between the three of us. There was never ever a hint of jealousy. I had been sure there would be when Shannon joined Faith and I, but I was very surprised. I was indeed in a very happy place.

Jonathon's party was quickly approaching. The girls had done some shopping. I had given them instructions. I had decided that I wanted them both to have two complete sets of lingerie. One set was to be all white and the second set was to be all black. I also wanted to have them both purchase matching heels. In addition to that, the girls had decided that prior to the party, they would get their hair done and their nails done. They told me how much they wanted me to be pleased and proud of how they looked, but I was also pretty sure that they wanted to look perfect for themselves.

That Friday afternoon, while the girls were at their appointments, I got a phone call. It was Sara.

"Sam?"

"Hi Sara. I would have thought you would be too busy to call me this afternoon."

She giggled, but then turned serious. "I know that there will be some new people who were invited to the party."

"Yes," I replied. "There are always a few new people that are invited each year."

"Well, there is one person you won't know, but you will know his submissive. Emma will be there."

"Oh? I didn't even know that Emma had a relationship." I talked to Emma frequently at gym I worked out at, but it was strictly a friendly relationship. 

"I don't think the relationship is anything permanent. She was recently asked to accompany one of the guests." Sara paused. "Sam, Emma still has feelings for you. I thought you should know and not be surprised to see her there."

"Thanks Sara. To be honest, I haven't even thought about the other women who would attend. I've been concentrating on Faith and Shannon. You know how proud I am of them. But Emma attending will make things a bit awkward."

"I know," replied Sara."I thought you should be prepared."

"I think you will be pleased when you see Faith and Shannon," I said, changing subjects. 

"I look forward to seeing them ... and you Sam. We'll talk later."

As I hung up, I thought about Emma. I cared about her, but I did not want to lead her on in any way. Damn! Why was life always so complicated? Ironically, Faith and Shannon had become friends with Emma. The girls had started to work out regularly. Even Faith had come to enjoy working out. I chuckled as I thought about Faith not wanting to admit that she enjoyed it more than she believed she would. Faith and Shannon both knew that Emma had once been my slave and that she had asked for her release. Faith specifically knew that I had been hurt by Emma leaving. I had not said anything about it, but Emma was open with the girls. I could only imagine some of the discussions the three of them had had.

As early evening approached, Faith and Shannon were getting dressed ... well, what little there was for them to get dressed in. They would be wearing white bras and panties. You could almost see through them. In addition, they were wearing matching white sheer thigh high stockings and white four inch heels. They were both breath taking.

I had showered and was standing in the bathroom naked, putting on some cologne when Faith walked in. The sight of her made me catch my breath. "God Faith! You are beautiful."

Faith smiled and blushed slightly. "Thank you Sam. I'm pleased that you think so."

I smiled. "I don't think so, I know so."

"What are you wearing?" she asked.

Being the typical man, I hadn't thought about exactly what I would wear. I hadn't even packed a bag. "Why don't you pick something out for me, my love?"

Faith kissed my cheek and walked back into the bedroom. When I walked out of the bathroom, she had two sets of clothes lying out on the bed. One set included charcoal pants, white shirt, and a black sport coat. The other set included a light tan pair of pants, navy blue sport coat and a blue striped shirt. I decided to wear the black outfit. After dressing, I pulled out my overnight bag and packed my other outfit and a toiletry bag. 

I walked into the kitchen and Faith nodded and smiled approvingly. I kissed her cheek. "Thanks, hun."

Shannon walked in and my reaction was identical to my reaction to Faith. "Damn Shannon! You're gorgeous."

She smiled and then with a raised eyebrow, "So are you, Master."

The girls had purchased coats that they would wear over their lingerie. I helped each of them into their coats and we headed out. My thoughts returned to the women would be there, including Emma. I really had no idea what I would be doing for the evening. I wasn't even sure that I really wanted to spend the evening with another submissive.

Shannon noticed my silence. "Sam? You're awfully quiet."

"Emma will be at the party tonight. It may be a little awkward," I replied.

"Really?" said Faith. "She never mentioned it."

"I guess she was asked at the last minute." I frowned. "This is not the type of party where you invite someone you hardly know. I hope Emma doesn't get hurt."

Faith reached over and touched my arm. "She is not your submissive and yet you would protect her if you could." She squeezed my arm. "You're worried about who you might be spending the evening with, aren't you. Just enjoy the weekend, my love."

I smiled. Faith knew me so well. She was mature years beyond her age. I looked back at her. "Thank you, my love."

As we drove up the long driveway, after entering the gate, Faith and Shannon were astonished at the sight of the house and the grounds. I simply smiled. "Yes, Jonathon does quite well for himself. But you would never know upon talking with him. He's just like everyone else."

A valet greeted us and opened the doors for the girls. I chuckled as he stared at them. I didn't know him, but the look on his face definitely looked like lust to me. Just inside the door, a young woman welcomed us and took the girls coats. She was dressed similarly to the girls. Right away, Faith and Shannon began to relax. I think the sight of another girl in nothing but lingerie helped.

We walked into a large lounge where people had started to gather. There were several tables of appetizers and snacks. On the other side of the room was a bar. Both the tables and the bar were being attended by young women, dressed in very little. I knew the girls were a little hungry, so we moved closer to the food. 

"Go ahead and have something to eat," I said.

Shannon looked around and realized that other people were eating, so she smiled at me and took a plate. Faith was about to also pick up a plate when she saw Sara. She broke into a huge smile and walked to her.

"Faith! Oh my god, you look lovely." And then she whispered, "and absolutely delicious."

Faith blushed and said, "Thank you Mistress." 

I joined them and kissed Sara's cheek. "Hello Sara. You also look lovely." And then I noticed the young woman standing next to Sara. "And this must be Amanda."

Sara smiled. "Yes, Sam. Sam, Faith, this is Amanda. Amanda and I have dated off and on for a few months. Amanda, this is Sam and one of his submissives, Faith. They are two of my dearest friends."

Amanda got a little wide-eyed. "You have two submissives, Sir?"

I chuckled. Sara spoke up. "Yes he does, slave. Now close your mouth and don't look so surprised."

"Yes, Mistress," said Amanda in a very meek voice.

"Where is Shannon?" asked Sara.

I looked towards the food table and saw a minor commotion.

Shannon had put a few things on her plate. She didn't want to over eat. She felt a hand on her arm and turned to see a short, bald, and slightly over-weight man smiling at her. She felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach, but managed to stay calm and remembered her place. 

"May I help you, Sir?" she asked.

"I want you, slut," he responded.

"Excuse me, sir?" Shannon started looking around to find Sam and Faith, when she heard a new voice.

"Forgive me sir, but you are touching a slave who does not belong to you. You have not asked for the permission of her Master, to have anything to do with her. And given your rude and disrespectful behavior, I doubt he will allow you anywhere near her."

The short man was about to answer with an angry response. But as he looked at Jake, he decided it would be better to walk away.

Shannon was still trembling at what had happened. She looked up at Jake and managed a smile and said, "Thank you Sir."

As I walked up, I could see the minor disturbance was already over. I smiled. "Shannon, this is one my closest friends, Jake."

Shannon remembered what Faith has said about Jake, but she had believed her sister had exaggerated a bit. She was speechless. Jake started to laugh.

"A good and proper slave greets someone when they have been introduced," I said.

Shannon looked at me and remembered her place and quickly responded. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Sir. And thank you again for coming to my rescue."

"Rescue?" I asked.

"The guy who just walked away was rude and I told him so," said Jake.

I looked over at the man who had walked away in a hurry and saw him talking to another couple. He had his hand on a woman I had not noticed earlier. "Shit. I think that's the fellow that brought Emma." Emma saw me looking her way and smiled. I smiled and nodded back.

Jake shook his head. And then he changed the subject. "Shannon is even more beautiful that you described, Sam."

Shannon blushed, but managed a quiet "Thank you."

"With your permission, I would like Shannon's company this evening."

I smiled. "Of course you have my permission. Is that acceptable to you Shannon?"

Shannon was almost too enthusiastic. "Yes, Master!"

Jake laughed again and took her arm. "I think you were getting something to eat. Shall we?"

I smiled and walked back to Faith, Sara, and Amanda. Shannon was in good hands. 

"Everything is ok?" asked Sara.

"Everything is just fine," I said.

"Good. Do you mind if Faith is my slave for the evening?"

"Hmmm. I'm not sure about that Sara." I was trying not to smile.

Sara punched my arm as Faith started to laugh. "Jerk!"

I laughed. And then I looked at Faith. "Treat her well, slave."

Faith smiled. "I intend to, Master."

As we continued to talk and laugh, we were joined by Jonathon and his submissive, Michelle. "Hello Sam. Hello Sara. I'm so pleased you could come." He looked at Faith. "And I am pleased to see you as well, Faith."

"Hello Jonathon. Thank you for the invitation. I always enjoy your parties. I regret missing last year's," I said.

Sara kissed Jonathon's cheek. "It is so good to see you again, Jonathon." Sara took Amanda's arm. "This is Amanda."

"It is a pleasure to meet you Amanda. Sara, would you be so kind to allow Amanda to accompany me for the evening?" asked Jonathon.

"Absolutely, Jonathon. I would be honored." She looked at Amanda and smiled. "You belong to him for the evening, dear."

Amanda smiled and took Jonathon's arm. Jonathon, Amanda, and Michelle walked off."

I leaned towards Faith. "Thought of his whip has gotten you wet."

Faith gave me a look of embarrassment. "Sam!" And then she giggled. "I was wet long before we talked to Jonathon."

I winked at Faith and kissed Sara's cheek. I left them and walked to the bar. I had not really thought about approaching anyone to ask for their submissive's company. It wasn't that I was not interested. But I enjoyed seeing friends, talking and joking, and simply moving through the room and watching people. Jonathon always had an excellent choice of scotch. And I knew he also had a humidor of choice cigars somewhere. I had a little something to eat, but not too much. I wasn't that hungry, but I didn't want to drink with so little in my stomach.

Eventually, the room became quieter as people began to disappear. I smiled at the thought of the girls, knowing they would have a good time. I got a glass of premium scotch and a cigar and walked out of the room to the balcony. I preferred to smoke the cigar outdoors. I knew Jonathon would not mind if I smoked it inside, being the kind of host that he was. But I would not smoke inside my own home. I certainly was not going to smoke in his.

I had noticed Emma in the room. She had stayed with the Dom who had brought her. I smirked at the thought of that. He was no Dom. He clearly didn't know how to behave as a dominant.

"A penny for your thoughts." 

I turned around and discovered Emma standing next to me. "I see your Dom friend must have found someone to spend the evening with. No one asked for your company?"

Emma laughed, "He never really stayed in one place long enough for someone to ask."

I shook my head. "That guy had only one thing in mind."

Emma smiled. "It's ok. I'm enjoying myself." She paused a moment. "I noticed you didn't approach him for my company."

"Emma ..."

"Sam, I'm teasing you," giggled Emma. "Although, I do hope you don't mind me spending time with you now. But don't feel obligated. I did notice Jonathon's subbie was still sitting inside. She's lovely and would probably enjoy spending time with you."

I chuckled. "I'm just fine Emma. Besides, I'm enjoying my other vices."

Emma smiled and slipped her arm inside of mine. "Good."

"Are you sure you don't mind being with me while I smoke this?" I said as I indicated the cigar.

"Actually, I like the aroma of a good cigar. But I must admit that once it is gone, it does kind of stink."

I laughed. "So does my breath. The after taste is not great. The girls hate it. I have to brush and gargle quite a bit before they'll kiss me."

Emma squeezed my arm. "That would never stop me."

"Emma ...."

"I'm sorry. That was a little out of line." Emma looked at her feet.

I took her hand in mine and squeezed it. "No it wasn't."

We stood silently for a while and enjoyed the view from the balcony. The gardens behind the house were lit up from walk lights that lined the paths around and through the shrubs and bushes.

"I was excited to get asked to this party. I've never been here," said Emma. "This place is amazing."

"It is something to see. And Jonathon is always an exceptional host."

"You don't think less of me because of who I came with, do you?" asked Emma.

"Emma, I know you too well to ever think like that. Besides, I'm pleased to see you. It's kind of nice to see you in something other than workout clothes. You look amazing."

Emma smiled. "Thank you."

She really did look amazing. She was wearing red lingerie. Her bra and panties were almost see-through. She was also wearing a matching garter belt with stockings and heels. And then I noticed how hard her nipples were. I started to smile until I realized she also had goose bumps on her arms. She was cold.

I put out the cigar. "Let's go back inside. I can see you're chilled out here."

"Thank you, Sam." As we walked back inside, she leaned closer to me and said, "This is why I was an idiot to leave you. You were my Dom, but you rarely thought of yourself. You were always so kind and so thoughtful for my welfare."

"Shhhh ...," I said. "Let's not talk about the past."

"Yes, Sir." Emma paused. "Sir, may I stay with you this evening? We don't have to have sex. But I don't want to be alone. And I would love to spend my time with you."

I smiled. "You always did seem to know ahead of time what I was going to suggest. I would be pleased and honored if you stayed with me this evening."

While Emma and I were heading to one of the guest bedrooms, where my bag had been placed, Shannon was about to cum for the third time. She was riding Jake's cock with her hands tied behind her back. Jake pulled her body down to him, supporting her upper body by holding her breasts. As she rode him, he rocked his hips hard and fast. Shannon was moaning constantly and then cried out as Jake lifted his head and sucked on one of her nipples. As his teeth clamped down on it, it was more than Shannon could stand. She lost control and came again. Jake had been close as well. He continued to pump up into her wet cunt. As she climaxed, she squeezed his cock uncontrollably. Jake cried out and climaxed. He came hard. And he kept cumming, his semen filling her.

Jake finally stopped and Shannon collapsed on top of him. Both of them were panting, trying to catch their breath. Jake reached behind Shannon and untied her wrists. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and held him.

After a few minutes, Shannon said, "I hope you forgive me for losing control and cumming so often. I didn't ask your permission."

Jake chuckled. "You should be punished for that. I should fuck you again."

Shannon giggled. The both of them moved to get more comfortable. Shannon found herself being spooned by Jake, his wet cock snuggled against her ass. Within a few minutes, the combination of the food, the alcohol, and the lengthy session of sex, Jake fell asleep. Shannon gently slid out of bed and exited the bedroom.

Emma and I had just slid between the sheets. I had brushed my teeth and used some mouthwash, joking with her that I would not force her to put up with a dead cigar smell. I had forgotten how good Emma's body felt against mine. To my surprise, the door opened and there stood Shannon, naked.

"Jake kicked you out of bed? That doesn't sound like him," I said.

Shannon was also surprised. She had not expected to see me in bed with anyone, much less Emma. "He didn't exactly kick me out of bed, Master." She swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that she had made a mistake to leave Jake and come to my bedroom.

"You left him?"

"He fell asleep and I ... I thought it was proper for me to return to you. I see now I was not thinking straight." Shannon's voice was cracking a bit. She was close to tears.

"Return to him, slave. If he is asleep and has not noticed that you left, you will confess to him what you did in the morning. If he is awake, be prepared to accept his punishment."

"Yes, Master. I'm so sorry Master. I disrespected you. That was never my intent."

"Go. We will talk about it in the morning."

Shannon left and closed the door behind her. Emma had been quiet the entire time, but she was trembling. 

"I apologize you had to see that," I said.

"Please don't apologize, Sir. I've always loved watching you in control. And I envy her. I would relish your punishment."

I smiled, "Really?"

"Yes, Sam. Really."

I pulled away from Emma and reached for the drawer on the night stand on my side of the bed. I knew that Jonathon always kept appropriate toys in each guest bedroom. I pulled out a pair of handcuffs. 

Emma looked at me with questions. I quickly snapped the cuffs on one wrist and pushed her arms above her head to hook the cuffs around a bar on the head board. And then I cuffed her other wrist. Emma quietly moaned.

I smiled wickedly. "I changed my mind about fucking you."

"Oh god!" exclaimed Emma.

She couldn't get another word out, except for a moan, as I covered her mouth with my own. I kissed her softly, sucking on her lower lip. I heard the cuffs rattle against the metal bar of the head board as she pulled against the cuffs. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and kissed her deeply. In response, Emma moaned again and spread her legs. My tongue caressed hers, sliding over it, then under it. My lips were locked to hers.




The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 26



My lips left hers. My body moved down hers. Her nipples were rock hard ... this time, not from the cold. I sucked on one of them and heard Emma groan again. My teeth clamped down on her nipple and she arched her back, as if to offer more of it to me. I bit down on her flesh a little harder, still sucking on it between my teeth. I tugged it, stretching her breast, and then released it. I looked up into Emma's eyes. 

Emma looked back at me, her eyes almost pleading. "Fuck me, Sir. Please."

I said nothing, but smiled wickedly again. I moved further down her body and heard her speak again.

"Oh fuck!"

"That will come later, slut."

I could smell her sex. She was more than moist. I could see the sheen of her juices on the inside of her thighs. I didn't hesitate. I licked her cunt, the tip of my tongue slipping inside of her and then sliding back out again. I sucked on her folds and tugged them with my lips. And then I used the tip of my tongue to rapidly flick over her clit. Emma could not stop moaning. I pushed my tongue inside of her and explored her. I felt her thighs begin to tighten on my head. I pushed my hands up her body to tweak and pinch her nipples.

I began to tongue fuck her. Emma raised her hips off of the bed. Her moans got louder. I pulled my tongue from her cunt and flicked at her clit again. She cried out loudly and then gasped as I began to suck it. 

"Fuck! You're going to make me cum!"

I sucked harder and was rewarded with the feel of her body beginning to shudder. She screamed as she came, her thighs tightening around my head. Her hips lifting as her ass was no longer touching the bed. My face was wet from her juices and her cum. I sucked hard again and then released her clit. I looked up to see her chest heaving. I smiled inside and then gently licked her cunt, lapping up her wetness. Her thighs loosened and I pulled back, moving to my knees between her legs. 

I looked down at her. I smiled again, still not saying a word. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and slid my throbbing cock inside of her cunt. Emma moaned again as I slowly fucked her. She was soaked, but she was also very tight. The friction that my cock felt was so good. I started pumping a little harder, my hips slapping the back of her thighs.

"Yessss," she breathed.

My hips rocked harder and faster. I felt her cunt grip me and squeeze me with each thrust. I continued to thrust, harder and faster. As I slammed into her cunt, I could feel my balls tingle. I was close. And then Emma's body shuddered a second time and she cried out loudly as she came. As she climaxed, she squeezed my cock harder than ever and it pushed me over the edge. I groaned loudly as I shot my cum inside of her. I continued to pump my cock into her until my energy was gone. I pulled out of her and sat on my heels, my chest heaving. Emma let her legs fall on either side of me. I reached up above her and took off the cuffs. She immediately threw her arms around me and held on tight. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her softly. 

When my breathing finally returned to normal, I rolled off to the side of her. She turned with me and continued to hold me with her arms. I kissed her forehead.

"My god, Sam! I had forgotten ... "

I put my finger over her lips. "Let's not think about the past or compare this to the past. Let's simply enjoy the wonderful moment we just had."

Emma kissed my neck. "Yes, Sir." She scrunched even closer. A few minutes later, I heard her even breathing as she fell asleep.

Shannon had returned to Jake's room, praying her was still asleep. But her heart sank as she opened the door and found the bed empty. The bathroom door was closed with the light escaping underneath the door. She slipped back into bed when the bathroom door opened. Jake stood there and looked at her.

Shannon immediately spoke. " I am so sorry ...."

But Jake cut her off. "What makes you think you are welcome back in my bed? Get out of my bed and sleep on the floor, slave."

Shannon's eyes got wide, but she immediately responded. "Yes, Sit. I am so sorry, Sir" She got out of bed and lay down on the floor.

Jake got back into bed. "Your Master and I will discuss your punishment in the morning."

"Yes, Sir." Shannon fought back the tears. She had hurt Jake and embarrassed her Master. She felt terrible.

She tried to get comfortable, rolling over on her side. Then she rolled on her other side. The floor was a hard wood floor with a throw rug lying next to the bed. It was going to be a long night.

But Jake could hear her and felt pity for her. He sat up and looked at her. "Oh for Christ sake! If you can't lie still, then get up into bed with me."

"Yes, Sir." Shannon scrambled into bed with Jake. 

It was then that Jake noticed her tears. His voice softened. "Go to sleep, Shannon. We'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

The next morning, I met Jake downstairs. We both got in line for a breakfast buffet. "Where's Shannon?" I asked.

"She was just getting out of the shower when I came downstairs." He smiled. "So what are we going to do with her?"

"I think I'll make that decision once I see how she behaves when she approaches us." I winked at Jake with a smile. I really was interested in what she would do. She would be punished, but how she would be punished would depend on her.

Faith, Sara, and Emma arrived as Jake and I sat down to enjoy our breakfast. They went to the buffet and then joined us. As they sat down, I smiled and said, "You three are definitely glowing."

Emma blushed and said nothing. But Faith grinned and said, "Sara is amazing! We ...."

But Sara cut her off. "Hush slave! We don't discuss what we do behind closed doors." She looked at me and winked with a smile.

"Yes, Mistress. Forgive me Mistress," said Faith. But she was still grinning. And then she looked at Jake and I. "Where is Shannon?"

"She'll be along shortly," said Jake.

And then I filled Sara and Faith in on what had happened last night. Just as I had finished speaking, Jonathon walked into the room. He moved to our table. Something was wrong. I've rarely seen him angry and he definitely looked pissed. 

"Good morning, my friends. Emma, I'm afraid I have had to ask your Dom friend to leave."

Emma looked quite surprised. "Why Sir?"

"He beat the woman he was with last night. She'll be alright, but she has a black eye and a split lip. She and her Dom left several hours ago. I am so angry and embarrassed. This is my house and my party, god damn it!" Jonathon's face was flushed.

I felt embarrassed for him. And then I felt anger. I looked to Emma. "Has he ever beaten you like that, Emma?"

"Oh my god no!" she responded. "I can't believe it. I imagine I had better prepare to leave. I am so sorry that this happened, Sir."

"This is not your fault, Emma. And you are welcome to stay. I would be pleased if you would stay with us. You are still my guest."

"Thank you, Sir. I would like to stay. And actually, I'm a little intimidated to leave with him anyway."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. Emma's so-called Dom was approaching our table. He walked to Emma and grabbed her arm. "Let's go, slut. We're leaving." He refused to look at anyone else.

I stood up. "Your behavior was disgusting, sir. But we all here are gentlemen and you get to leave on your own two feet. But if you don't take your hand off Emma, I will make sure you require assistance to leave." My voice was almost a growl.

"And he will have help," said Jonathon. "Now get the hell out of my home!"

He let go of Emma's arm, looked at us for a moment, his face getting red, and then turned and left.

I was trembling. I was still angry. "Thank you, Sam. If you had not said that, I would have," said Jonathon as he placed his hand on my shoulder. 

Faith stood and walked to me. "Are you alright, Master?"

"Yes, my love. I'm ok," I said.

She clutched my arm and kissed my cheek. "This is one of the many reasons why I love you, Sam," she whispered.

Emma was also trembling, but for a different reason. A tear ran down her cheek. "Thank you, Sam. You have always watched over me." She looked at Faith. "You and Shannon are two very lucky women."

"Yes, we are," said Faith.

"Please sit back down and enjoy your breakfast" said Jonathon. We're not going to let this ruin the rest of our weekend." He paused a moment and then looked to me. "Sam, I would be honored if you would allow Faith to spend the rest of the weekend with me."

Faith got wide-eyed and I smiled. "Of course, Jonathon. Quite honestly, she gets wet every time she thinks of you using your whip. Faith's face started to turn red, but she also smiled.

And then Jonathon turned to Emma. "Emma, I would be honored if you would join Faith and I."

Emma smiled, still with a tear in her eye. "It is I who am honored, Sir."

"Excellent! Please enjoy your breakfast and then join me."

Just then, Shannon walked into the room. Normally, she would have asked what she had missed. Instead, she walked directly to Jake and kneeled next to his chair. She raised her chin, but lowered her eyes, her hands resting on her thighs. "Sir," she said, addressing Jake. "Please forgive my poor behavior. I embarrassed you and I embarrassed my Master. I am ready and anticipating whatever punishment you feel is necessary."

Everyone looked on in interest. I was smiling widely. I was absolutely proud of her. No, I was not pleased at what she had done the night before. But I could not have been happier at her behavior now. Jake looked at me and smiled. I nodded.

"Slave, your punishment is that you will spend the rest of the weekend with me. This evening, I will turn your ass red. And you will enjoy it."

Shannon looked up at Jake and then at me and realized we were both smiling. She was surprised, but recovered quickly. "Oh thank you Sir! I am so honored to be given a second chance."

"Go get some breakfast, Shannon. And then join me," said Jake.

I got up to refill my coffee cup, but my real purpose was to quietly speak to Shannon. I took her arm and lifted her chin. "I am so proud of you Shannon. What you just did shows me that you have learned so much. I am honored that you are mine."

Shannon threw her arms around me. "I love you, Master."

As the morning moved on, the subbies were properly asked to spend the day and evening with one of the Doms. And once again, I was satisfied to watch and enjoy people's company. Until I got a very unexpected surprise. Jonathon took me aside. "Sam, I have a favor to ask of you."

"For you, Jonathon? Name it." I said.

"My submissive would love to spend the day and evening serving you. Michelle is quite taken with you. I would not normally ask a Dom to do this as I prefer each of you chooses. But you are one of my closest friends. And you do not seem to be in any hurry to take one of the submissives available."

I chuckled. "Jonathon, I would be honored to have Michelle serve me."

Jonathon smiled, "Thank you Sam. I will send her to you."

Shortly after Jonathon left, Michelle joined me. She was a little shy as she approached. She kneeled in front of me, much as Shannon had earlier. "Forgive me, Sir. Asking to serve you is not my place. You did not choose to ask my Master for my company. But I am very grateful to be allowed to spend time with you."

"Please stand, slave," I said. Michelle rose and stood before me. "I am flattered that you wish to serve me. I will very much enjoy your company. Jonathon is a good friend. But he is also a wonderful Dom. So I understand how well trained you are. Thank you for asking him to be with me."

Michelle smiled and took my hand and kissed it.

I enjoyed spending my day with Michelle. She was fun to be with. She was also very intelligent. There were many topics that we were able to talk about. She was beautiful and I must admit I was attracted to her physically, but it was a pleasant surprise to discover that she could have a conversation about most anything.

Every once in awhile, I found myself checking up on Faith, Shannon, and even Emma too. I never saw myself owning Emma again, but I still had that protective streak in me for her. But I was also relaxed, I knew that both she Faith would be well cared for. I trusted Jonathon as much as I trusted Sara and Jake. Shannon was often heard giggling. Jake could be a character and he had a sense of humor that few people got to see. I relaxed. It was turning out to be a wonderful weekend.

After we had enjoyed dinner and late evening drew near, I found myself with Michelle, alone. All of the others had disappeared. I was relaxing, enjoying an after dinner drink. Michelle was sitting at my feet, her head resting against my thigh. We continued to talk and laugh as we had done much of the day. I had finished my drink and we had gotten quiet. I found Michelle's eyes locked on mine. I smiled and stood up, offering my hand to her. "Come with me slave."

Michelle smiled at me as she stood with her hand in mine. "Tonight, Sir, I am also your slut."

Faith was more than a little curious about what the evening would bring. She couldn't help herself. She was wet thinking about it. She also anticipated sharing her time with Jonathon. She liked Emma. She hadn't cared for her initially, but she had come to understand that Emma had made a mistake that she sincerely regretted. Faith recalled the mistakes she herself had made. As a result, she had gotten to know Emma at the gym. They had become friends. Jealousy never appeared. But she had never had anything to do with Emma sexually. The thought of it excited her.

Emma initially felt that she would be a third-wheel. She believed that Jonathon had asked for her company only because he was a wonderful host and felt a little sympathy for her bad luck with men. But as time move on, she changed her opinion. Faith had treated her like a sister. Jonathon made her feel like the slave she hungered to be. Like Faith, she was anticipating the evening, wondering what would happen.

When the three of them finally left the company of the others, Jonathon led them to the basement. When they walked into Jonathon's dungeon, Faith's cunt was not just wet, she was dripping. Without a word, Jonathon took both women to the wall. One at a time, he tied their wrists to a length of rope that ran through pulleys above their heads. Pulling their arms above their heads, he brought them to their toes. Emma was trembling. Faith was licking her lips. Jonathon then pulled out matching gags and put them on Faith and Emma one at a time.

Both women were surprised when Jonathon pulled out a sharp knife. Faith's eyes got wide as Jonathon slide the blade next to her skin, cutting her bra straps. Next went her panties. She could feel her cunt tingling. Emma moaned through her gag as she waited for Jonathon to do the same to her. After Jonathon was finished, both of them were naked, except for their sheer stockings and heels.

Jonathon had still not said a word. He simply smiled. He stepped up to Faith and forced her body to face the wall. Then he kneeled and tied her ankles to hooks in the floor. It caused her to spread her legs. In doing so, it forced her toes to leave the floor. Jonathon did the same to Emma. They each had more difficulty seeing what Jonathon was doing now that they faced the wall. He had moved away from them, but soon returned. Despite that it was Emma's ass that felt the crop, they both moaned. Emma moaned from the pain. Faith moaned from the sound of the crop striking Emma's ass. They both heard the electronic wand. Emma screamed through her gag as it touched her cunt. Jonathon struck her ass again. He adjusted the wand to rest against her clit. He struck her ass again. Emma could feel her ass on fire. At the same time, she fought to control her oncoming orgasm. He struck her ass harder. Red welts were rising on her ass. She screamed again. The mixture of pain and pleasure was incredible. She knew she could not last much longer. She lost all control when Jonathon pressed the wand harder against her clit. Her entire body felt like electricity was passing through her as her orgasm hit. Jonathon did not stop. He struck her ass again as the wand was held firmly in place. Emma thought that her orgasm would not stop. She shook in her bondage until she felt exhaustion. Had she not been held up by the rope, she would have collapsed. 

Jonathon leaned in against Emma's sweaty body and whispered in her ear. "Did you enjoy that slave?"

Emma could only moan. Faith also moaned. Jonathon had spoken loud enough for her to hear. Her cunt was so wet that her inner thighs were coated with her juices. The tops of her stockings were soaked. 

Jonathon moved to Faith and slid his hand between her thighs from behind. "Sam was right. You really are a little slut." He chuckled.

Faith moaned again. Jonathon walked away. She struggled to turn to see what he was doing. And then she heard the crack of his whip. Her eyes went wide, but she managed to stifle the scream in her throat. Instead, she moaned again quietly. Jonathon struck her ass with the whip again. Faith's body shook violently, but she maintained the quiet moan. Jonathon stopped and approached her. She felt his hand slide between her thighs again as he leaned against her body. 

"Very good slave. But you need not hold back on screaming. You won't be rewarded or punished either way."

He stepped back from her and whipped her again. Faith moaned again, but much louder than before. Her cunt was tingling. She felt the whip again and could not hold back the scream. Her ass was bright red. Each strike of the whip had left a streak of red. Jonathon used the whip on her one more time. Faith screamed as her body shook. Jonathon stopped and picked up the wand. He pushed it up between her legs. Faith screamed again as her orgasm hit her hard. It had been close to the surface already. The wand didn't just push her over the edge, it threw her over the edge.

As Faith's orgasm passed, Jonathon removed their gags. Then he untied them both. Emma had regained some of her strength. She turned and leaned against the wall as Jonathon untied Faith. He motioned to Emma to sit in a chair in the middle of the room. Jonathon walked Faith towards Emma.

"I hear you love to eat cunt, slave," said Jonathon.

"Yes, Sir," said Faith, still panting.

Jonathon forced Faith to her hands and knees. She had not noticed the hooks in the floor next to her hands, knees and ankles. As Jonathon bound her to the floor, she looked straight ahead at Emma's cunt. Both women began to understand what would happen next. Both began to squirm. Jonathon then moved to Emma and bound her to the chair. He then slid the chair closer to Faith until Faith's nose was pressed against Emma's mound.

"Eat her, slave," growled Jonathon. 

Faith did not have to be told twice. She inhaled Emma's scent. She could smell Emma's cum, combined with her sweat. She began to lick firmly, slipping the tip of her tongue inside of Emma. Emma started to moan. Faith got more aggressive with her tongue. She pushed her tongue deeply inside of Emma. Without warning, she felt Jonathon's cock enter her cunt. She moaned loudly, but managed not to tear her attention away from Emma. Emma's body trembled. She had not received oral sex from a woman very often. She found Faith to be exceptional. Her body was tingling. Her body actually jumped in the chair when Faith began to suck on her clit. She looked up at Jonathon, fucking Faith from behind. The sight of that plus what she felt from Faith's lips were too much. Her body shook as she cried out. She squirted her cum against Faith's mouth and chin. She could not stop moaning and shaking. She had never squirted. Her body heaved against her bindings. She kept crying out, "OH MY GOD!" over and over. Her eyes began to tear and she felt the wetness on her cheeks. 




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Faith, not having any idea the significance of making Emma squirt, was also close to cumming. The force of Emma's cum as well as the shaking of her body was a huge arousal. She felt Jonathon slamming into her over and over. Her ass was really sore. Jonathon's hips slapping her ass with each thrust was painful. But it only heightened her pleasure. She lost her concentration on Emma and pulled her face back to speak.

"Please, Sir. Please let me cum."

Jonathon was amazed. "You may cum, slave."

She could not hold back. She cried loudly, looking up into Emma's face and came. As her orgasm flowed through her body, only then did she notice Emma's tears. But she could not lose focus on her ongoing orgasm. And then she heard Jonathon cry out. She felt his cock shooting his cum inside of her. It caused her orgasm to intensify. 

Jonathon finally stopped thrusting. They were all panting. He withdrew from Faith and began to untie her. Faith was not paying attention to Jonathon any longer. She was concerned about Emma.

"Emma? Are you alright?"

Emma did not speak. She began to cry, silently.

"Emma, please. Talk to me honey. Are you ok?"

Emma smiled through her tears. "I am wonderful, Faith. No one has ever made me squirt before. I've never felt anything so intense. That was so awesome."

Faith smiled as her own eyes began to fill with tears. When Jonathon had finished untying her, she sat back on her heels and watched silently as Jonathon untied Emma from the chair. 

Jonathon helped both women to their feet. "It appears that all three of us thoroughly enjoyed that. And I am touched by your emotions. Something truly special happened here."

First Faith and then Emma turned to kiss Jonathon.

He smiled and felt a little flush on his face. "Come with me, slaves. We need to tend to those marks on your asses."

Long before they went to his bedroom, Jake knew exactly what he would do with Shannon. Her anticipation, despite not knowing what was going to happen, was contagious. Jake felt his arousal growing. Shannon panties were wet. After entering the bedroom and Jake closing the door, Shannon turned to face him. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He kissed her with passion, holding her tightly. Shannon reciprocated by opening her mouth and caressing his tongue as it entered her mouth. It suddenly hit Shannon that this was the first time they had kissed. She moaned quietly as her body melted into his.

Jake finally pulled back from their kiss. He had unhooked Shannon's bra. She had not even noticed, so overcome by their kiss. Then he kneeled and tugged her panties down her thighs, helping her step out of them. He smiled wickedly and licked her cunt before standing. Shannon trembled at the touch of his tongue. He stood and pointed at the lone cushion chair in the bedroom.

"Kneel in that chair, slut."

"Yes, Sir."

Shannon kneeled in the deep cushion of the chair, her heels hanging over the edge of the front of the cushion. Jake pulled her arms behind her and tied her wrists together. It caught Shannon by surprise. She looked at the nightstand and saw an open drawer and wondered what else might be in it. She quickly found out. Jake pulled out a wide collar out and placed it around her neck. Shannon moaned at the feel of his hands putting the collar on her. Then he took a piece of rope and tied it to the ring of the collar. The other end was tied to one of the back feet of the chair. Shannon found her upper body pulled down tightly to the back of the chair. Then Jake tied each of her ankles to the front feet of the chair.

"Nice and helpless. Just how I like a slut," he chuckled. 

He admired her body. His cock was getting harder. She was helpless. Then he pulled out a flogger. Shannon could not see it. But she knew what was coming when he said, "Time for your punishment, slut."

Her body jerked as the flogger struck her ass. She groaned. She was tied down tightly and could not move much. Jake whipped the back of her thighs and she cried out. He stopped and rubbed the handle against her cunt. Shannon moved her ass to feel more of the handle. She moaned again. Jake withdrew the handle and whipped her again. She cried out and pulled against the ropes. Her cunt was soaked. He whipped her again. Shannon could feel the heat of her ass. Her skin was bright red. Jake finally stopped at ten lashes. Shannon's cheeks were wet from her tears. But she sensed he was done. 

"Please fuck me Sir. Please allow me to cum."

"As if you thought I wasn't going to fuck you, slut." Jake chuckled again.

He undressed. His cock was so hard, it was almost painful. He couldn't get his pants off quickly enough, he almost tripped when his foot got tangled in his clothing. He chuckled again. But once naked, there was no hesitation. He penetrated Shannon's cunt and began fucking her violently. 

"Oh God, yes!" cried Shannon.

She made every effort to push back against Jake. It was difficult, she had little movement. With each thrust, she used her cunt to squeeze his cock. She was very close to cumming. She had been close while being flogged. Jake had been holding her hips as he slammed into her. And then she felt one of his hands grab a handful of her hair to pull her head back slightly. It was more than she could handle. She came loudly, screaming Jake's name. Jake continued to pump his cock into her. His hips smacked her ass with each thrust. Shannon's orgasm didn't let up. The pain from her sore ass being slapped by Jake's hips, along with the pleasurable fucking she was receiving, was overwhelming. But she still managed to control her muscles and continued to squeeze Jake's cock. 

Jake had been trying to control his own release. He was usually able to have lots of stamina and could continue fucking a woman through two or three orgasms. But not this time. He was amazed that he could not hold back. He grunted and cried out loudly as he shot his cum deeply inside of Shannon's cunt. And he could not stop. He kept slamming into her. She was literally squeezing his cum out of him. He finally collapsed, panting, his body pressed against hers. She was also panting. Both of their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.

She moaned as he withdrew. He untied her and picked her limp body up out of the chair. He gently laid her in bed and then got in bed with her, pulling her body close to him. Her body once again melted into his. They slept in that position for the entire night.

The next morning, it appeared that everyone was exhausted, but sated. Despite breakfast being served, most people were beginning to leave. Only I, Faith, Shannon, Sara, Amanda, Jonathon, Michelle, and Emma were eating breakfast. Strangely enough, Faith, Shannon, and Emma were sitting with some difficulty. I smiled to myself as I wondered exactly what went on during the evening. I also found it interesting that Emma stayed as close to Jonathon as Michelle did. I found out later that Jonathon had asked Emma to stay for the rest of the day.

As we prepared to leave, I thanked Jonathon for being such a wonderful host, as usual. Faith and Shannon also thanked him. Faith kissed his cheek. We also said our goodbyes to Sara and Jake. As Faith was hugging Sara and Shannon was kissing Jake, which definitely caught my attention, I approached Emma and hugged her tightly. She was all smiles. Something had changed.

As we drove home, Faith asked, "Did you have a good time, Master?"

"I had a wonderful time."

"So what was Michelle like?" asked Shannon. 

"None of your business. Although I will tell you she used to be a gymnast." I laughed. "By the way, I won't be asking you about your experiences either. I simply hope you had a wonderful time."

"I certainly did," said Faith.

"I did too," said Shannon.

And then both girls leaned back and closed their eyes. I wasn't sure if they were remembering their experiences, or close to sleeping.

And then I smiled wickedly. "Will you two be able to sit comfortably in class tomorrow?"

Both girls opened their eyes wide as they thought about that, but didn't say a word.



The Training of a Young Submissive Ch. 27



Author's note: This is the final chapter of this story. A few of you have wondered if this was based on a real life story. It is not. But Faith is based on a real person. She is no longer with me, but she is special and someone I still care about. I want to thank all of you who have been reading "The Training of a Young Submissive". It has been enjoyable to write. Thank you for all of the wonderful comments. And please be patient. I do plan on starting a new story in the near future.

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I looked around the room. So this is what an interrogation room looks like. This was not exactly an experience on my bucket list. I was trying to be patient as I waited alone. I had not been arrested, but I was still nervous. And this was exactly the kind of place that tends to intimidate people. Despite waiting for the door to open, I was startled when it actually did open. 

But I'm getting ahead of myself. I need to go back to three weeks earlier ....

Shannon had some studying to do. It was nearing the end of the semester. Faith had finished her homework. So we had an opportunity to spend some time alone. I think Faith thought I was going to make love to her. But that was not my intention at all. As she walked into my bedroom, closing the door behind her, she was clearly caught off guard when she heard my voice.

"Get your clothes off, slut!" I growled. 

Faith looked at me with surprise, but immediately said, "Yes, Master." Within seconds she stood naked before me.

"Get on the bed, on your hands and knees!"

"Yes, Master." She did as she was told.

I opened the door to my closet and pulled out four lengths of rope. I took two of the pieces of rope and tied the ends of them to each of her wrists. In a more quiet voice, I said, "Reach for your ankles between your legs, my slave." She placed her face into the bed as she reached as far as she could. I took the rope and tied her wrists to her ankles. With the other two lengths of rope, I tied her elbows to her knees. I stood back to admire her body. And then I remembered I had wanted to add one more thing. I went back to the closet and pulled out a spreader bar. I forced her thighs apart and placed the bar between her ankles. I attached each end of the bar to her ankles. 

Faith was trembling by now. She was also wet. I could see how wet her cunt was. This was a new position for her. I had not stretched her arms too hard to tie to her ankles. I didn't want to hurt her shoulders. But she was secure enough to not be able to move. I stood back and watched her try to move. She knew she could not move much, but she knew that watching her pull at her binds always excited me. And it was working. My cock was doing a full salute.

I caressed her ass and then moved my hand between her thighs. I stroked her cunt, making my hand wet. Faith moaned quietly. And then without warning, I spanked her hard with my bare hand. The slap of skin to skin was loud in the bedroom. Faith grunted and I spanked her again. I had spanked her hard enough that my hand print appeared in red on her ass. I spanked her again and again. Faith's grunts eventually turned into quiet yelps of pain. But I could see her juices running down her thighs. And my hand was beginning to sting.

I finally stopped. Faith's ass was beat red. She was breathing a little heavy. My hand was hot from the spanking. She could feel that heat as I caressed her cunt again. She moaned again, but more loudly.

"Please, Master! Fuck me!"

I smiled as I pulled my hand away and took my clothes off. I was rock hard and had no intention of teasing her with my cock. I got on the bed behind her and penetrated her immediately. Again, I had caught her by surprise. She had expected some teasing. But I was already fucking her, feeling the intense pleasure. She could not move much, so she could not push her ass back into me. I could feel her try, but groan in frustration. She felt I was teasing her. But that was the furthest thing from my mind. I started to slam into her. She moaned in pleasure, no longer feeling frustrated. She still managed to squeeze my cock. My hands gripped her hips tightly as I impaled her over and over. 

Faith's moans became louder as my hips slapping her ass got louder. I kept fucking her harder. In fact, I was pumping her so hard that the head board of the bed was now banging against the wall. I think the sound of that was what finally made Faith begin to lose control.

"Master? May I cum? Please?"

I was grunting in pleasure as I continued to pound her cunt. I struggled to speak. "Cum for me Faith!"

Faith cried out loudly as her body released. Her orgasm was long and loud. As it always does, her cumming pushed me over the edge. I shot my cum deeply into her as I screamed in pleasure. I continued to pump my cock into her until she had drained me.

I finally pulled out of her and lay back on the bed, my chest heaving as I panted. I laid there for a few seconds and then got up to untie Faith. Her body was limp. Her body was wet with sweat. I pulled her close and held her. I felt her kiss my neck and then I heard her whisper. "I loved that, Master."

Once our breathing had returned to normal, I got up out of bed to begin our after-rough-sex ritual. I started to fill the bathtub for us and then returned to the bedroom to help Faith into the bathtub. As we sat in the bathtub and Faith snuggled into my body tightly, I kissed her neck and shoulder.

"That was new. I loved it, Sam."

"Yes, it was new." We both turned to see Shannon standing at the door. "I hope you do that to me sometime soon."

I chuckled. "You were snooping."

"How could I not? I heard the bed banging into the wall. I came in to check on you both. When I peeked into the door, I turned around and went to the other bedroom and masturbated. I came when you screamed."

Shannon was smiling, but also blushing. Her admission of masturbating like that was unusual for her. I chuckled again. "I guess I'll have to wait for the right moment to bind you like that. It's not as much fun when you expect it."

Shannon's face turned into a mock pout, but could not hold it and started to giggle again.

Hours later, both girls tucked into my body, I found my mind restless. It was always a little hard for me to fall asleep when they both cuddled with me in bed. They were sleeping, their breathing even and quiet. I kissed each of their foreheads and closed my eyes to try to sleep. I had barely closed my eyes when the phone rang. I let out a sigh and reached to answer the phone over Shannon's body.

"Hello?"

"Is this Sam Anderson?"

My heart rate increased. I hated calls like this. "Yes, it is."

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Anderson. This is Dr. Blackthorn. I'm calling for a Sara Cooper. She is a patient of mine and she is asking for you."

I sat up quickly, disturbing the girls. "What happened?"

"She was assaulted this evening. She was beaten up pretty badly. She's stabilized, but we're watching her closely."

"I'll be there in 15 minutes," I said. By now, both girls were wide awake and wondering what was going on. I asked which hospital Dr. Blackthorn was calling from and then hung up.

"What happened? Who was that?" asked Faith. She was trembling as if she was afraid to hear the answer.

"Sara is in the hospital. She was beaten up. I don't know anything else." I was getting out of bed as I spoke and grabbing clothes to get dressed.

Shannon looked at Faith. Their eyes began to fill with tears. "We're coming," said Shannon. 

I looked at them as I was pulling a pair of jeans on. "No. You don't need to come."

Faith was trying not to sob. "We're coming, Sam. Period."

My eyes widened a bit. And then I thought about it and realized that there was no place else they should be. "Ok. Get dressed, but hurry."

We rushed into the emergency room, only to learn that Sara had been moved from ER to a regular room. The nurse gave us directions to her room and we ran off. Once on the right floor, a man approached us, trying to slow us down.

"Mr. Anderson?"

"Yes."

"I'm Dr. Blackthorn. May I speak to you for a moment?" He looked at Faith and Shannon.

"You may speak openly, Doctor. Whatever you tell me, I'll be telling them anyway."

"Well first, does Ms. Cooper have any living relatives?"

"No. Her parents died about ten years ago. She has no brothers or sisters."

"I see."

"Why do you ask? You said she was stable." Faith gripped my arm.

"We may have to remove her spleen. I was wondering if there was family, but since there isn't, I guess I understand why she asked for you. You are the only person she asked for."

I buried my face in my hands. I could feel the tears start. I looked at the doctor again. "Is she going to be ok?"

"We'll know better in 12 hours whether surgery is necessary. But she seems to be stable now."

"Can we see her?" I asked.

"Yes, but I suggest you wait until the police are done talking to her."

"The police are in there now?"

"Yes. From what information I could get from her, it appears that there was a rape attempt. She managed to fight them off, but the result was that they beat her badly."

"They?" I asked.

"Yes. There were two of them." Dr. Blackthorn paused a moment. "Look. I believe she will survive this physically, but I am worried about her emotionally. Whatever you are feeling, what she needs from you right now is your support and your love."

I bit my lip. "Of course, Doctor."

"I'll let you know when you can go in and see her."

"Thank you."

We waited until two men walked out of Sara's room. They noticed us standing there and waiting. They walked to us, pulling out their badges and identification. One of them asked, "You are Sam Anderson?"

"Yes, I am," I responded.

"I'm Detective Gomez. This is my partner, Detective Edwards. Ms. Cooper was able to answer our questions, but it is often the case where a victim will remember things later on. If she does remember anything new, please call us." He handed me his card.

"Thank you," I said as I took his card.

We walked to the room, but at the door, I stopped and leaned against the wall. I was fighting to control so many emotions. But the only emotion I could allow Sara to see was my love for her. 

"Sam?" Faith was taking my hand in hers.

"I'll be fine." I looked at both of the girls. "It's critical that the only emotion we show Sara is our love. You don't have to hold back your tears. But fight against any anger. She does not need that now."

"Yes, Sam. We will show our love because we do love her very much."

And then we walked through the door. I was able to hold back my gasp, but Shannon could not. Sara was barely recognizable. Her face was anything but a natural color. Both eyes were swollen, with one of them closed shut completely. The bridge of her nose was cut and her lips were split in several places. Her body was covered with a sheet, but I could only imagine she was as bruised as her arms. One of her forearms was in a cast. Her fingers were bloody with several finger nails torn off. There were tubes and wires everywhere.

My lips quivered and I bit my lower lip. I could not stop my eyes filling with tears. But I stepped up to the bed and took Sara's hand. "Hello, Sara," I whispered. "I'm here, honey."

"Sam," her voice cracked. And then a tear ran down her face.

Faith and Shannon moved to the other side of her bed. Faith took her other hand, trying not to disturb the I.V. and heart rate monitor wires. "We're all here Sara."

"And we're here to stay. We're not leaving," said Shannon.

"That's right," I said. "We are not leaving until you leave" I leaned over to kiss her forehead. "I will take care of you baby."

"I love you, Sam."

"I love you too, Sara. You're safe now," I said. I felt her hand squeeze mine.

I smiled at her and then realized a nurse had walked into the room.

"I'm sorry, but only two of you may visit at a time. Ms. Cooper needs her rest," said the nurse.

"Shannon and I will sit in the waiting room. Stay with her, Sam," said Faith. 

I nodded as Faith caught my eyes. She knew. She knew I was struggling with my emotions. Faith leaned over and kissed Sara's cheek and started to leave the room, following Shannon. As she left, she touched my arm and mouthed the words, "I love you."

I pulled a chair closer to Sara's bed and sat down. I took her hand in mine again. Sara started to speak, but I stopped her. "Shhhhh. Sleep Sara. You need to get some rest to heal. I won't leave. I'm here to stay."

"I have to tell you something, Sam."

"It can wait. I won't leave your side," I said.

Her hand squeezed mine again. And then her one eye closed and she fell asleep. The nurse checked the monitor and the I.V. drip. She smiled at me and whispered, "I'll be back later to check on her."

I sat there and watched Sara as she breathed evenly. And then the tears I had been fighting came in a flood. I was surprised that my feeling of distraught was stronger than my anger. But all I could think of was her being completely alone and helpless. All I could think of was Sara fighting off the bastards who had attacked and beaten her.

I started to think about the future. I started to make plans in my head. Sara would be staying with us until she was healed. I would not allow her to be alone. I remembered what the doctor had said. She would physically heal, but her spirit needed to heal too. I had taken care of Sara before, but this was a little different. I needed to make sure she felt safe. I would make her feel safe. It was no exaggeration when I had said I would not leave her.

Sara twitched and moaned. It shook me out of my thoughts. I squeezed her hand and whispered, "I'm here, Sara. I'm here."

I'm not sure when it was, but I drifted off to sleep. I woke to Faith touching my shoulder. I blinked a few times and looked around. I was still holding Sara's hand. She was still sleeping. 

"Shannon and I will sit with her for a little while. Why don't you get up and stretch?" said Faith.

I looked up at Faith. "Thank you, my love. I guess I do need to get up and walk around a little."

I got up and left the room. Seeing Shannon, I sent her in to be with Faith and Sara. I stretched my back a little. Sitting too long in a lousy chair was hard on my back. Walking around was what I needed. I decided to find a cup of coffee. I guess sooner or later, my emotion was bound to turn. I felt my anger building. I wanted to find the assholes that had done this and beat them to pulps. I wanted to kill them. And then I stopped myself. This would not help Sara. I had to set the anger aside.

I found a men's room and relieved myself. And then I walked into the hospital cafeteria. It was still in the middle of the night, but they were serving coffee. I grabbed a cup of de-caf and sat down to drink it. I was not surprised that the coffee tasted like it had sat for 24 hours being reheated. But I needed something. Maybe next time, I would grab a coke.

Returning to Sara's room, I found Sara awake and talking to Faith and Shannon. They got quiet when I walked into the room. And then Sara spoke up, "Sam, I have to tell you something."

"No you don't, Sara. The only thing that is important is that you are now safe. I will take care of you."

"Please Sam. I didn't want to tell you because I am afraid of how you will react. But I know who attacked me."

The nurse walked in before she could say anything else. "Please people. I don't want to have to tell you all again. You can't all stay her." She walked over to the monitor. "And our patient's blood pressure and heart rate is a little higher than I like."

"We were just leaving," said Shannon.

After the girls left and after the nurse was done checking on Sara, I finally spoke. "You know who attacked you? Did you tell the police?"

"Yes, I do know who attacked me. And yes, I did tell the police. But I'm not sure they believe me."

"Why wouldn't they believe you?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just feel like they don't. But I recognized their voices."

I took a deep breath. "Do I know these assholes?"

Sara hesitated. "Yes, you do. But if I tell you who, you have to promise me you won't run out and do something foolish."

I took Sara's hand in mine. "If I were to do that, I would be breaking my earlier promise. I will not leave you, Sara."

She closed her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks again. "It was the Harris brothers."

I was stunned. I'd always believed they were a couple of idiots, but I could not imagine them doing this.

"It should be pretty easy for the police to verify that it was them." Sara's voice was shaking.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"I shoved my thumb deep into Jack's eye. I think I hurt him pretty bad. That's when Jim beat me almost to death. Anyway, I'm sure that the forensics woman who was here before the police found their DNA under my finger nails." And then all that had happened to Sara hit her at once. She began to sob. Her body shook as she cried. 

I sat down on the edge of the bed and held her hand. She sat up, despite her pain, and threw her arms around me. I held her as she cried. I kept whispering to her that she would be safe, that I would take care of her.

When Sara finally calmed down, she whispered to me, "I don't know what I would have done if I didn't have you in my life."

I realized I was probably holding Sara a little too tightly, so I gently laid her back down. "What did the doctor tell you?"

"Well ... other than the bruises and contusions, I have a broken arm, two cracked ribs, a broken orbital bone, and a broken nose. He's worried about my spleen, too." She paused a moment and then smiled, "Don't I look beautiful?"

I smiled, happy at the thought she was able to joke. "You have been and always will be beautiful, Sara." I thought for a moment and then frowned. "Is it possible the Harris brothers realize you knew it was them? Did you ever call them by name?"

Sara thought for a moment. "I don't know. I remember calling Jack a cowardly bastard, but I don't remember if I called him by name." She paused. "It doesn't matter. As soon as the police question them, they'll know that I pointed the police in their direction."

"Shouldn't you have some police protection?" I asked.

"I don't think so. They aren't that stupid," said Sara.

"They aren't?"

My mind was made up. Sara was coming home with us. I was not letting her out of my sight.

Over the next few days, Sara seemed to be feeling a little better. She was no longer in danger of internal bleeding. We were relieved that her spleen would not need to be removed, but she did require some surgery for her eye and her nose. The doctors were only going to deal with those injuries once it was determined she was stable enough. 

The only time any of us left the hospital was to go home and shower and change into some clean clothes. But we always planned it so that either I was with Sara or Faith and Shannon were at her side. The days seemed to go on forever. We finally stopped eating our meals in the hospital cafeteria and went to a diner down the street.

As for Sara, sometimes she was talkative. Other times, she was quiet with tears running down her face. Faith started the habit of crawling into bed with Sara. The nurses were not crazy about it, but it was going to take more than a few nurses from stopping her from holding Sara in her bed. Thank God she was there. I don't think even Faith understood how strong she was.

The police detectives had been back once. This time, I was in the room. I kept my mouth shut, but I held Sara's hand the entire time. They asked the same questions as they had asked before. 

At the end of the interview, Sara asked them, "Did you talk to the Harris's?"

"We did. The one brother does have a severe eye injury. That was enough for a judge to order a DNA test. But it will be a few weeks before we have the results back. It also gave us a search warrant. We found fibers in their home that could be from your clothing. But again, those tests take time." They got up to leave. "As before, Ms. Cooper, if you think of anything else, please call us."