0 comments/ 29549 views/ 1 favorites Exploring Tabbi Ch. 01 By: Teacher4T You are called Tabitha, but to me you are Tabbi, my own name for you. When we first meet online you are a woman of frustrated needs. You own a never been kissed pussy, a never smacked bottom, and a virgin anus, and you desperately need to alter this state of affairs. You are a submissive without a Master, an aimless wanderer in a sexual desert, and a flower yet to bloom. I will change all that. For weeks we chat as I lead you, help you prepare yourself, direct you down the road to your fulfilment. I am your online mentor, teacher, and guide. Now you are ready, ready to turn your aches into pleasures, your needs into fulfilments, your frustrations into joys. We arrange to meet. A neutral place, a motel halfway between our homes. There I will begin to help you explore yourself. You follow me into the room, then stand and wait as I lock the door. This is one time when 'Do Not Disturb' really counts. For a minute or so we stand facing each other, smiling silently, and then I take your hands in mine and draw you to me. We embrace, hugging each other tightly for long minutes, this moment had been a long while coming and we were going to savour it. Then we kiss, our first ever kiss, a gentle meeting of mouths and tentative discovery of tongues, becoming more passionate as our fires ignite. Your hands are holding me tightly, but mine begin their initial exploration of your body, roaming from your shoulder and neck to your bottom, cupping your cheeks and pulling you against me. I have an erection that feels good trapped between our bodies. Eventually I break free, placing my hands upon your shoulders and holding us apart so that I can look into your eyes. I speak. "Your safe word, this time and every time, will be 'tomato' - in honour of your blushes. I tell you now, well in time for when we get to where you might need it." I look hard at you, trying to see what effect this first concrete evidence of our intentions was having on you. But you smile, struck by the aptness of our safe word, and I am content. "Tomato." You repeat. "Yes, I like that." "I don't expect you to need it today, for today we will just begin to unlock your back door." You nod, and I see disappointment and relief chase each other across your face. You had both hoped and dreaded that the beginning would be with a lesson in discipline. Discipline, humiliation, bondage, watersports, and even fisting; they will all come, but first a complete trust must be built and we will begin with anal play. Taking my hands from your shoulders I begin to unbutton your blouse, revealing soft white skin and ample breasts held in place with a lacy white bra. My erection gets harder. Sliding your blouse from your shoulders I allow it to fall to the floor before unzipping your slacks and letting them pool around your feet. Then, taking your hands again I lead you towards the bed, waiting as you step out of your slacks. Dressed now only in white bra and panties, your blonde hair giving you a slightly angelic look, you are beautiful. "If you are happy to do so, and only if you are, remove the rest of your clothes." This is my first instruction to you, and the only one you will get that will contain an element of choice. You do not hesitate. Reaching round to your back with both hands you unclip your bra, allowing your full breasts to spill free. Then, still facing directly towards me and wearing a look of vague defiance on your face, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your panties and with one move, quickly bend and remove them. Then you stand, naked and gorgeous, looking straight at me, making eye contact, your face slightly pink as I look at you. I am drinking in the sight of your body, a sight I have seen in my mind and waited to see in the flesh. You wait for my next request. I indicate the bed. "Lie down." You comply, looking just a little nervous but with excitement evident in your eyes. From my bag I take a box of tissues and a tube of lubricating gel, which I place on the small bedside table. I am looking at you intently as I do this. I am doing it deliberately to bring home the sincerity of my intentions. If you are not ready, not committed to our exploration of your desires, this is when it will tell, this is when your resolve will falter. But you gaze at them with interest, no alarm, no panic, just that slight nervousness still evident. Again I am content. It is now my turn to strip. I do so quickly and efficiently, hoping that my somewhat older and time worn flesh will not deter you from our plans. Before I join you on the bed I take one of the pillows and, indicating to you to lift yourself, I place it folded beneath your buttocks, raising your bottom from the bed. You look at me and smile, believing that you know why I have done that. You are partly right. I climb on the bed alongside you, rolling to face you and be enfolded in your outstretched arms. As we kiss my hand cups your breast, the thumb rolling your nipple from side to side. A sigh escaped your lips. Leaving your mouth for the moment, I move down a little to suck your nipple, drawing it into my mouth, my tongue swirling around it. All the time I am playing with your other breast, squeezing and moulding it, tracing your aureole with my finger tips, round and round your rapidly hardening nipple. Your breath is now becoming a little ragged, the attentions paid to your breasts having their effect. It is time to move on. My lips remain fastened around your breast, suckling at it, nibbling at it, gently biting it, but my hand begins its journey south. It is an uphill journey because of the pillow, but you enjoy the feel of my finger tips dragging over your skin, tracing the outline of your navel, meandering back and forth from there to your bikini line, gently, so gently tracing a path across your skin. Your breath is coming faster now as you are becoming aroused, ready for what I have in mind for you. I know you will enjoy it. Soon my hand has made the journey all the way to your pussy and two fingers are travelling down its length, one down each of your labia, descending, ever descending, until they meet again on your perineum where they circle randomly, teasing you by wandering first close to your vagina and then your anus. The return journey takes my fingers over the entrance to your lovely moist tunnel, to catch upon your clitoris, the little button standing like a little sentry under its hood, guarding your pussy. I flick it with a finger tip and you gasp. Now you are ready for the main event to begin. I rise from beside you and move to the bottom of the bed, kneeling on it to raise your legs and fold them back and wide, your knees beside your shoulders. Without being asked you hook your hands behind your knees, taking over from me and leaving my hands free for their purpose and spreading your legs a little wider in the process. For a few long minutes I do nothing but gaze at your most intimate parts. Your lovely wet pink pussy, its newly shaven lips swollen, its entrance gaping and its clitoris peeping back at me. Below is the puckered entry to your anus, tight and virginal, waiting to be used as another way in to your body, another way of pleasing you and your lover. You are blushing now, bright cheeks of shame adorn your face. You are not used to such an intimate examination by a comparative stranger, especially for the reason you have in mind, but the humiliation of it excites you anyway. Now I surprise you. Instead of using a finger to play at your back door as you expect, I kneel before you, lower my head and plant a kiss upon your clitoris. The surprise is complete, you gasp aloud from surprise and pleasure. Now you realise that I am intent on giving you oral sex, intend on licking and sucking you to climax, on initiating you into the beautiful oral sex club. Shuffling myself into a more comfortable position and with my hands on the back of your thighs I begin. Using the tip of my tongue I begin to trace out the journey begun by my fingers. Down alternating sides of your pussy and up via the middle, sometimes pausing to dip my tongue into the honey pot of your vagina, sometimes licking and flicking your clitoris. As I do so your breathing becomes faster, heavier, you are beginning that beautiful climb to orgasm. I know that you have not experienced an oral orgasm before. I know it will blow your mind. But I don't want it to come too soon. I have things I wish to do, so I lift my tongue from your pussy and brush your inner thighs with my lips, sometimes gently kissing them, very occasionally licking them with tiny dabs from my tongue. It is erotic enough to keep you high, but not enough to make you cum. Slowly your impending orgasm backs away and I am able to return to your pussy. This time I begin long sweeping strokes up and down the length of your cleft, sometimes with the tip, sometimes holding my tongue flat against you. Then, as I reach the end of your cleft I begin to investigate your perineum with my tongue tip. You wonder. You wonder if I really am going to do what you are beginning to believe I will. I am. All of a sudden my tongue has made the journey and is playing around your anus, licking it, skating over it, prodding at the entrance with the tip. You cannot believe it is happening to you. You have wanted to taste the pleasures of oral sex, you have wanted to try anal play, and now, without warning you are getting both. The very intimacy of the act triggers your climax, pleasure rolling through you in unending waves, you hips rising from the bed and falling back, spasmodic thrusts into nothingness. My mouth cannot keep contact with such a small target in these circumstances, so I clamp it tightly over your clit, sucking the little bud into my mouth and holding it there, the suction adding to the intensity of your climax. I keep it there until your orgasm subsides. After it is over and your breath returns to nearly normal I begin once more licking at your clit. It is extra sensitive now because of your orgasm and sometimes your hips jerk in reaction to my tongues touch. Now I move on to your vagina, probing it with my tongue, exploring as deeply as I can reach, licking at its wetness, drinking its juices. You taste wonderful. I need help, so I bring my hand into play, using two fingers to spread your pussy wide and allow me to reach further into your tunnel. Your gasps and moans tell me you are enjoying it. Eventually my tongue tires of being fully extended and it aches. I move back to your clit with my mouth, just gently nibbling it with my lips, sometimes gently, very gently, biting it with my teeth. But my fingers are still there, now delving into your vagina, softly finger fucking you with first one and then two and eventually three digits. You are still softly verbalising your pleasure. Suddenly I remove my fingers from your pussy and instead begin using my forefinger to circle your anus. Round and round the rim, never trespassing but never going away. You pull your legs even further back to present yourself more openly, and I know you are ready. Leaning over I take the lubricant from the table, flip open the cap and squeeze a little blob onto two of my fingers. Now, leaning myself on one elbow to see what I am doing I apply the gel to you, spreading it gently around your back door, making it slick and slippery. You are holding your breath, knowing what is about to happen, worried that I will hurt you, scared that after all the waiting you will not like it, and wondering how you will look me in the face again afterwards. I can see your misgivings in your eyes, but I know they are all groundless. I would not hurt you for the world, and I know you will love it. Mentally I will you to relax, knowing that to say so aloud would simply have the opposite effect right now. My fingers and your anus are now thoroughly coated with gel and I begin the exploration, pushing gently at your sphincter with my index finger. Pushing and withdrawing, pushing and withdrawing. All the time I can see what you are not yet aware of. My finger is gradually gaining entry, each move forward takes it a little further in, and each withdrawal is not quite so far. "Ok. Tabbi?" I ask, knowing what the reply would be. You nod hesitantly. "So far, but I'm not sure how I will feel when you go in." You say. "But I am in." I reply truthfully, for my finger is now buried up to the first knuckle. "See, it wasn't so difficult, was it, now relax and enjoy it." You look surprised, then a grin of delight spreads a cross your face and I know everything will be all right. You lie back again and close your eyes, revelling in the feeling of your first anal penetration. Now I can gradually begin to explore deeper, and I push a little further, the finger now sliding easily past your relaxing sphincter. Soon I am going in the full depth of my finger and once more your breath is becoming ragged. But I haven't quite finished yet. Twisting my hand around palm up I introduce a second finger to your entrance, gently wriggling it alongside the first, and gradually expanding your anus to accommodate both. At first you look a little concerned, but I hush you and you relax again, letting me continue. Soon I have both fingers inside your anus, thrusting gently but firmly into your rectum. To me the sight is beautiful, so enjoyable, so erotic, and so very intimate. Now by resting the ball of my hand against your pussy I am able to finger fuck your anus and at the same time use my thumb to manipulate your clit. You are going to cum again. As you get closer to your orgasm I gradually increase the speed until my fingers are pistoning in and out of you and my thumb is rubbing madly at your clit. You begin to moan and thrash your head. Your orgasm will be a big one when it comes. And it is. You lift your entire body from the bed, hauling back on your legs, trying desperately to get me into you deeper, harder, and faster. I resist the temptation to try harder. Your involuntary movements could easily dislodge me if I wasn't in control and the last thing I want is for your first anal orgasm to be spoiled. I want it to be perfect, the most exciting and satisfying ever. Why? Because the next time we meet I want to fuck your arse properly, I want to put my cock were my fingers now are. Today I am forgoing my pleasure for yours, but only for the selfish reason of guaranteeing my greater pleasure the next time, not to mention, and more importantly, greater pleasure for you next, and every, time. When it is over you lie gasping, your legs back on the bed, your arms resting alongside you. You are spent, fully satisfied, and with the smile to beat all smiles fastened firmly across your face. Our first meeting has been a resounding success. You are a good pupil who now trusts her teacher. From here we can go in any direction we choose. You will not forget the word 'tomato' but it is unlikely that you will ever need to use it. Exploring Tabbi Ch. 02 You follow me into an anonymous motel room again. It is the same motel, about a half way between our homes, just a different room this time. I place my bag by the bed, then once again we are standing together in the middle of the room for a gentle embrace, another loving kiss. Once again our bodies mould into each other, once again we hold each other near. We meet seldom, this is only our second time, but we belong together when we meet. You are mine and I am yours, but just for this short time together. We are a fitting combination. You are an inexperienced submissive seeking knowledge of yourself. I am your mirror image, dominant and experienced, and your teacher. We meet that together we might explore your body and its needs. I lead and you follow. So far I have led you into oral sex, and into the beginnings of anal play. This time we will go just a little further. You look up at me and I see nervous excitement in your eyes, apprehensive about what is to come maybe? I hold you closer, stroking the back of your head and kissing your hair, encouraging and calming you. I know that afterwards you will feel a happy and contented woman, but you do not know that yet and I must reassure you. After another shared kiss, another warming and comforting embrace I grasp your zipper and gently unfasten the back of your dress, pulling the zip down as far as it will go. My hand then finds its way inside, stroking and caressing your skin from your shoulders to top curve of your bottom, feeling the softness and the warmth of your flesh under my fingers. I unhook your bra to give myself unhindered travel across your back and you shiver slightly, suddenly aware that I will soon touch you very intimately. You are clinging to me, holding me tightly in anxious longing. I whisper little nothings in your ear, stroking your beautiful skin with one hand and holding your head to me with the other until you relax again. We kiss again, your flickering tongue telling me all I need to know of your desires. Pressed together our bodies mould themselves to each other and our excitement and needs are once again paramount. After several more long and passionate kisses I break gently away to put space between our bodies so that I might ease your dress away from your shoulders. As I guide your dress forward your bra comes with it, the two garments pooling around your feet to leave you near naked before me. Reaching down I hook your panties from your hips and slide them to your ankles so that you, steadying yourself with a hand upon my shoulder, can step out of them and leave all your clothes behind you on the floor. You are gorgeous, your nipples are hard and extended, your belly is rising and falling in time with your excited breathing and your shaven pussy is looking so very inviting. I remain crouched for a few moments, just drinking in your beauty, pleased that this time you are not ashamed of your nudity but standing proudly before me. Then I rise and kiss you once more, before undressing myself and taking your hand to lead you to the bed. We reach the bed and lay side by side, never breaking eye contact as we do so, before we slide into each others arms, feeling our naked bodies come together once again. Then we begin to kiss in earnest, lips welded, tongues dancing and bodies thrusting one against the other. My left hand is under you around your shoulders, holding you close while my right hand explores, running from your thigh to your neck, fondling, massaging, feeling. You hands are around my back, just holding me, but you are a little less passive, running your free hand up and down my back as if wanting to explore but unsure. I push you gently but firmly onto your back, granting myself access to your body, to your breasts with their proudly erect nipples, to your belly, to the cleft between your thighs. My hand discovers your breasts, playing with your nipples, rolling them between finger and thumb, tugging them gently. I run my fingers over your front, circling your naval before travelling on butterfly wings down to your cleft. You open your legs, sighing quietly as I delve between them, my fingertips rubbing softly on your clit. You spread yourself wider, allowing me to touch, roam, explore, and to play. But at the same time you hold me even more tightly in your arms, partly to keep me there and encourage my touch, and partly to ensure I cannot look, cannot see my own fingers playing in and around your pussy, cannot view the shiny slick evidence of your arousal, your need. I do not need to see, I can feel. You are wet, very wet; my index finger slips deeply into your cunt almost of its own accord. You need is obvious. Hooking my finger I make a play for your 'G' spot, massaging the roof of your pussy and making you moan. At the same time my thumb plays on your clit, rubbing it, pressing on it, pushing it from side to side. You moan deeper, you hips are beginning their first involuntary twitches, but I don't want you to cum just yet. I move my hand, taking my thumb from you clit and withdrawing my finger almost completely from your body. Your disappointment is tangible. But I will not tease you too much and my finger slides back into you deeply, and this time accompanied by my forefinger, the two digits scissoring as they enter, bringing a little animal noise of arousal from you lips. I begin then to thrust in and out of you with both fingers, keeping them together as they enter but spreading them apart as they are withdrawn to deepen the sensation. At the same time I trail my third finger over your perineum, gently skating across the skin to your anus, hardly touching, the sensation almost lost to you in the much more intense feelings from your pussy. The trailing finger is serving a double purpose. It is spreading your copious pussy juice to your anus, lubricating that secret hole without you knowledge, and letting me find and explore you without a direct assault. Soon your anus is as wet and slippery as your pussy and I begin to press gently against it, centering my fingertip ready for when I will enter you. No longer is my finger sliding up and down as I my other fingers piston in and out of your cunt. Now its sole target is your anus and a sudden tightening of your arms around me and a hardly audible 'oh' from your mouth tell me you have realised my intention. Your breathing deepens in my ear, you legs open even wider and you ready yourself to admit me. I have no wish to force an entry, no matter how willing you are. To push straight in would not help your sphincter to relax and would hinder what we have in store. So even though you are inviting me into your body I return to wriggling my gently pressing fingertip at your anal entrance. Even my fingers deep inside your pussy are just a sideshow to you now, you are fixated by my finger working lightly at your anus, willing it to enter, wanting it to enter, needing it to enter. And it is entering! Slowly but surely, without any pushing, the little movements of your hips and the squirming of my fingertip are taking me past your relaxing sphincter and into your anal canal. You are hardly aware of what is happening, you are just aware of your own arousal, the approach of your first orgasm and the intensely erotic feeling of my finger knocking – as you believe - at your back door. It is not until my finger slides fully into you and I can let it join its partners in moving in and out of your body that you realise what has happened. The realisation triggers your orgasm and you moan loudly in my ear, clutching me tightly to you and pushing up hard with your hips against my three deeply buried fingers. You thrust yourself at my hand, raising yourself from the bed in your rapture, slamming your knees together to lock me into you. For several minutes you spasm as waves of pleasure swamp you, then you fall back against the mattress, gasping and laughing in your joy. I leave my fingers quietly inside you while holding you close, kissing your forehead, murmuring in your ear, telling you how pleased I am with you. After a little while your breathing returns to normal, your body relaxes and you look at me smilingly. Now is the time to proceed. I gently take my fingers from your body, disentangle our embrace and look directly at you, making sure to myself that you are ready. You are. "Kneel down, Tabbi, go onto your hands and knees." A look of trepidation followed by one of excitement flit quickly across your face, but you do as I ask, rolling over to show me your lovely bottom. You have instinctively taken up the best position, supporting on your elbows with your head resting in your hands and your bottom raised. Your knees are flexed and spread some way apart so that you are presented to me in a stable and easily accessible position. You are giving a view so beautiful and so stimulating that my own breathing is becoming as ragged with want as yours. I reach into my bag for a tube of lubricating gel, but before using it I kneel beside you and rest my arm around your shoulders. "You will enjoy this, Tabbi, trust me sweetheart, I know you will." You nod but I see the anxiety leave your face as you realise I understand your trepidation. "I'll take it easy, and you have your safe word if you need to stop." I know you won't need to use your word, but the reminder reassures you further. I kiss your cheek and move behind you, undoing the lubricant as I go. I squeeze a large blob of gel onto my fingertips and spread it gently around your anus, allowing a fingertip to penetrate you a little way and take the lubrication into you. I push it a little way in, and then remove it, before putting it back a little deeper. I do this several times, each time loosening and relaxing your sphincter and each time exploring a little deeper inside you. Your breathing deepens. Then, just like the last time we met, I introduce a second finger alongside the first, repeating the gentle in and out movements until your muscles adjust to this wider intrusion. Your breathing is heavy and you have your eyes closed, soaking up the eroticism of our play. Now you kneel before me and I can watch my two fingers moving in and out of your behind, trespassing into your forbidden zone, giving you intense forbidden pleasure. You are ready for more. Now I introduce a third finger, just entering it into you. Although the three fingertips are close together, the way a hand is built means that the base of my fingers cannot be close together, and the fingers form a tripod, thin at the top but wider at the base. So I am very slow and gentle in my introduction of this third finger. You have plenty of lubrication, your own and the gel, but I know that you are now being stretched, opened further than nature has ever done, being prepared for my cock to enter you. I cannot go to full depth with three fingers, but neither do I need to. I stop when you have accommodated roughly the same diameter as my cock, and done so without apparent discomfort. In fact you have taken my fingers with obvious enjoyment, little grunts of pleasure coming from you each time I push them into you. It is time for you to enjoy full anal sex. You are ready, mentally and physically. Without removing my fingers I squeeze a large blob of gel over the head of my cock, its coldness surprising me slightly. Then I put the tube put of the way and spread the lubricant all over my head and right down my shaft, masturbating myself gently for a moment or two in the process. I am now hard, slippery and fully aroused and I remove my fingers from you at long last and place the head of my cock against your anus. You know what it is by the feel, and let out a little hiss of excitement through teeth clenched with nervous expectation. Now, holding your hips I lean towards you a little, using my weight press my cock against your sphincter, expecting quite some resistance from this guardian ring of muscle. But you are more relaxed than I had realised and my cock passes easily, entering into you with a slight audible plop. I smile with pleasure and surprise, then hold myself still, gripping your hips to prevent you from either pushing back or pulling away. But you do nothing and we remain motionless, a tableau of eroticism, two human being connected in an act of pure forbidden pleasure. Just for a moment I wish for a camera, that I might capture forever that special moment when you took a man's cock into your anus for the first time. To keep a momento showing my shaft disappearing into you, your anus distended by it, its head buried inside you. But I have not brought one and regretfully I put the wish aside. Having waited for a little while to allow you, and me, to become used to the feeling, I begin to fuck you slowly, pushing my cock more deeply into your rectum as I grip your hips and prevent you from moving away. In and out I move, penetrating you more and more deeply until my body is up against your behind and you have my cock full length inside you. The feeling for me is exquisite, the tightness of your sphincter ring around my shaft, the warmth and softness of your rectum, the perverse pleasure that anal sex always brings. All these things combine and I begin my slow climb to an orgasm that will fill your body with my cum for the first time. I have no way of knowing if you are feeling the same sensations the same emotions as I am, but your breathing and your tiny vocalisations tell me that you are enjoying your first anal fuck and that you too will be able to cum from it. Safe in this knowledge I am able to fuck you a little harder, gradually increasing the speed and force of my thrusts until I am fucking your arse as hard as I would fuck your pussy. Now I know that you really are enjoying it, now you want it harder and deeper. I know because you are thrusting your arse back at me, trying to make me penetrate you further. Soon I am pulling your hips hard to me, slamming myself into you, thrusting forcefully into your rectum, as we both spiral closer and closer to our climaxes. You beat me to it. I feel you begin to jerk and thrust as your orgasm rips through you. I feel your sphincter clenching at my cock, trying to grip it as your muscles spasm under the effects of your climax. The sensation sends me over the edge and I am also jerking and thrusting, pushing my cock deeper into your body as I send my cum up high into your rectum in spurt after spurt. It is one of the most concentrated orgasms I have ever had, the wonderful feeling of fucking your anus, the knowledge that my cum is the first ever to be released into your arse both increase the intensity. I cum until I am totally drained and you are full of my semen, all the time being milked by your muscles squeezing and releasing my shaft as your climax causes you to contract under each wave of pleasure. Eventually our orgasms pass and we collapse onto the bed, gasping and sweating, both completely spent but totally satisfied. I roll onto my side to face you, putting my arm around your neck to pull you to me. You face me and we embrace, unable yet to kiss but wishing to express to each other our mutual thanks. For many minutes we lie together, slowly getting our breath back, slowly bringing heaving chests and pounding hearts back under control. You snuggle to me, happy at our accomplishment and our shared pleasure, and comfortable in the knowledge that your exploration is still on track, still helping you to experience the things you have so long yearned to do. You know there will be more to come the next time we meet, and you are content. Exploring Tabbi Ch. 03 For a third time in as many weeks we enter a monotonously anonymous motel room together. The same motel, just another different room, though it would be difficult to know that except for the number on the door. But it is the very sameness of motel rooms that helps us to ignore our surroundings so easily and concentrate upon each other. We are developing a ritual. We go into the room, stand in the middle of the floor, embrace, and kiss. It is our way of saying to each other that we are both willing to take the next step along Tabbi's road of self discovery. We do it this time, our arms wrapped tightly around each other for a few long seconds, soaking up each others emotional warmth and reassurance. I am seeking confirmation of your trust before proceeding, and I find it in the tenderness of your embrace and the openness of your kisses. You are giving yourself to me and I accept you into my care. It is particularly important from now on that you are wholly trusting of me, for we will soon enter realms of sexual pleasure where you must put yourself entirely into my care. You have learned to trust, but now you must also learn to obey, for obedience will keep you safe and allow you to enjoy things that you would normally reject. You will rely on me to keep you out of harm's way as well as give you new pleasures. I intend to test your obedience today. I disentangle myself from your arms and speak. "Take off your clothes please, Tabbi." My tone of voice allows no question of refusal. You look at me in surprise, and then with a little anticipatory shiver you begin. This time you are wearing a long, white, front buttoned, summer dress, and you look so innocent as you begin undoing the buttons. For a few glorious moments I stand and watch, admiring your beauty as it is revealed, your full breasts cupped in a white silk bra, the smooth pale skin of your stomach, slightly rounded and gorgeously feminine. You are truly beautiful. Tearing myself away I reach into my bag and place one item on the little table in front of you. It is the only item I wish you to see for the moment, it is a blindfold. The blindfold will enable you to accept and enjoy new and unfamiliar sensations without knowing their cause, pushing back your boundaries little by little. It will also help you to follow my instructions unquestioningly, forcing you quite literally into blind obedience. And it is blind obedience that I will require, and that I will enforce if necessary. I see you gazing at the blindfold with some trepidation as you reach around to unhook your bra, but I offer you no explanation. You say nothing and your bra joins your dress at your feet. You hook your thumbs into the waistband of your panties and, with another quick look at the blindfold you slip them down, stepping out of them to stand naked in front of the little pile of your clothes. I cross to the table, pick up the blindfold and place it over your eyes, adjusting the elastic strap for comfort and to ensure that you are completely without vision. Now I stand before you silently for several long minutes and gaze at your nakedness. I enjoy gazing at your body, you are exactly my type of woman, but this inspection has a more serious intent. I wish to make you feel vulnerable and exposed. It will increase your reliance on me and enhance your feelings towards me as your protector and keeper. That is why I have so far remained clothed while you are naked. Having made you wait and wonder for a few minutes I quickly and quietly slip out of my own clothes, then taking you by the hand, I lead you to the bed and press you gently into a sitting position on the edge. I stand directly in front of you and move slightly forward until the tip of my erection is presented to your unsuspecting mouth. As you feel the end touch your lips you automatically recoil, drawing your head back and raising your hands towards my cock. "No, Tabbi, keep your hands away and take it into your mouth." You do as you are told, but I sense a little reluctance. Is it just inexperience or an unwillingness to cooperate? I will need to be ready to counter it. Your hands now rest passively on your naked thighs, but your mouth is far from passive. Your reluctance seems to have passed and you are sliding your mouth up and down my shaft as far as you comfortably can, your tongue busy circling my head and glans. The pleasure you are giving me is intense and I need to resist the temptation to thrust deeper into your mouth. For all your inexperience it will not be long before you bring me to orgasm. As soon as I feel my balls begin to tighten as my climax draws near I withdraw from your mouth, - again a slight and unwanted reluctance, this time to part with my cock! I am still close to cumming, so I pivot you around to lie on the bed before climbing on top of you, parting your legs with mine and pushing myself into your pussy. You are wet, aroused by having my cock inside your mouth, and I slide in deeply in one thrust. This is the first time I have entered your pussy and you feel moist and warm and welcoming. I must fuck you more often, where it can be justified as part of your education. You automatically draw your legs back to admit me deeper, and I plunge in hard and deep, thrusting faster and harder as my climax looms. It is only a matter of a minute or so before I explode into you, shooting my cum deep inside your pussy in spurt after heavy spurt. You have not cum yet, but you will become accustomed to waiting "You could have come in my mouth!" This is not a comment I expected and I frown a little to myself at your words. "Yes, I know." You are lying on your back on the bed, your legs still open and a little trickle of my cum seeping from between your pussy lips. You look even more beautiful. "Put your hands behind your head with your fingers interlaced and then lie back on them." A puzzled look crosses your face but you comply immediately and without comment. Perhaps you don't realise that the position makes it much more difficult for you to react with your hands. Pulling my bag within reach I sit beside you with my back to your head and take something from the bag. It is a vibrator. Nothing special, just a standard, white, plastic, variable speed, seven inch vibrator. You have said to me that you have never used a toy, but would like to. Today your wish will be granted, I have with me a number of different ones, but the standard one will do to begin with. I lean across you and lean on my elbow, opening your pussy lips with my fingers to expose your clit. Then, with my other hand I turn on the vibrator and bring it close to your body. I look around, wishing to see your face as the vibrations course through you, and touch the tip of the vibe against the tip of your clitoris. A look of shock crosses your face and you jerk back in alarm, slamming your legs together. "Take it away." Your voice is loud and troubled. This cannot long be tolerated. "Tabbi!" I begin. "Have you not agreed for me to introduce you to all the things that you wish you had tried, but never have?" You nod behind your blindfold and I continue. "And have we not already taken steps down that road without any harm befalling you, only considerably more pleasure than you ever expected?" Again you nod. "Then how can I take you further if you react negatively to what I intend to do? Do you expect me to do anything to hurt you?" "No, but..." I don't let you finish your answer. "Then open your legs and we will continue." I didn't expect you to obey and you do not disappoint me. "But I can't see what it is you're going to use!" "What I use is irrelevant beside the pleasure it will bring you, now open your legs please." You shake your head. "Not until you show me what you are going to do." I have been patient long enough. I have deliberately pushed you to see if you would become obedient, and now I find you rebellious I must correct that. Without warning I lean over and grab a hold of your far leg, hauling it towards me and tipping you over at the same time. The movement is too sudden for you to counter it and, before you can regain your wits you are face down across my knee. I then wrap one arm around your waist and hook a leg over yours, effectively immobilising you as one would a child. Your shout of surprise is followed immediately by one of pain as my hand lands hard across your bottom. You struggle wildly at first, kicking and thrashing in an attempt to regain your freedom and dignity, and to avoid the slaps of my palm against your flesh, but eventually you realise that you cannot break free and that I intend to discipline you regardless. Now you begin to sob, tears streaming down your face from under your blindfold, and you slump across my knee, accepting the inevitable but crying out as each blow lands. I pause for the moment. "Tabbi, it is necessary for you to do as I say. I cannot be your teacher if you are going to try and choose what you wish to learn. If I am to continue as your guide you must accept that, and this lesson is to make that clear to you. Now, I am going to continue to chastise you until I believe the lesson has sunk home." With that my hand descends once more on your reddening cheeks and you howl with anger and pain. I disregard your cries and pleas in the same way that you wanted earlier to disregard my wishes, and I continue to smack your bottom hard until the anger disappears from your voice leaving only distress and contrition. Even then I carry on spanking you, intent that you should not forget. You are lying across me submitting to my discipline, sobbing heavy, shoulder wracking sobs of pain and humiliation, no defiance left in you. Eventually, your buttocks hot and red, I stop spanking you and leave my hand resting gently on your bottom as a sign that all is over. Then I lean down and speak softly into your ear. "I'm sorry that was necessary Tabbi, but gave me control of your body and you cannot try and take it back whenever you wish." You nod through your tears; your crying is still shaking your body as you lie draped across my knees. I kiss you gently on the neck, whispering reassurances and endearments in your ear and very gently caressing your tender bottom. Slowly your weeping subsides into mostly sniffs and snivel, so I unfasten your blindfold and pass a tissue that you might dry your eyes. "Come on, Tabbi, move over onto the bed, though I should stay lying o your stomach if I were you!" Your bottom is clearly sore. You shuffle over, remaining face down but turning your head sideways to look at me suspiciously through red rimmed eyes. I move onto the bed alongside you, lying also mostly face down, but slightly on my side to face you. Again I lean over to kiss you, this time on your tear-stained cheek, my free hand now tracing affectionate circles over your back. I can taste the salt of your tears on my lips. For some minutes we remain this way, neither speaking, the only movement my hand still tracing lazy and gentle meanderings across your back. Then, believing it is time to continue, I raise myself, looking for the vibrator I dropped earlier. Fortunately it had remained on the bed near your feet, out of sight to you. I have taken the decision that the other toys I have brought for you to experience can wait for another day, but it is necessary for you to experience the vibrator today. I reach down and pick it up, carefully concealing it from your blindfold free vision. I still intend that you should accept my actions unseeing. Your legs have fallen a little apart, making your pussy just visible and just about accessible from above. I gently push your thighs slightly further apart and touch the vibrator to your pussy. You start at the cold plastic, but this time you make no protest, even parting your legs a little more in helpful compliance. I turn the vibrator on low, so that it is just humming softly, and slide it slowly back and forth along your slit. It seems along time before there is any discernable effect, so long that I am beginning to believe you had set your mind against it, though you must now realise what it is I am using. But eventually your breathing begins to deepen and your eyes close. I turn up the vibrator a little and you react by spreading yourself wider, your glistening pussy, wet from my cum and your mounting arousal, now openly displayed. Now I am able to concentrate the vibrations on clitoris, pressing the tip of the vibrator under its little hood and intensifying the sensations. Your breathing is now getting ragged and your hips are beginning to move, raising your body slightly from the bed and pushing back against the vibe. You are nearing the point of no return. Your orgasm, when it comes, is short but very powerful. You suddenly call out loudly, grip the bed in outstretched hands and raise your bottom into the air, momentarily dislodging the vibrator from against your clit before I accommodate your movement. In that position you stay rigid, your jaws clamped, a keening noise coming from between them, your knuckles white from their grip on the bed, and your thighs and buttocks trembling with effort. Then, just as suddenly, it is over, you collapse back onto the bed where you remain, shaking and gasping, half crying, half laughing; the intense emotions of the afternoon finding sudden release.