1 comments/ 18960 views/ 1 favorites Joanne's New Journey Ch. 01 By: rosedarlin1 Joanne's alarm startled her from her dream. She reached over and turned off the ringing, her heart pounding in her chest as she lied in her warm bed remembering her dream of being bound by the man she would be meeting this evening for the first time. She closed her eyes and let her hands roam her body, imagining the things he would do to her, the commands and tasks he would require of her. She shivered as her fingers found her already hardened nipples then moved down her body to her aching clit. She rubbed her clit softly, her fingers finding her wet pussy then retreating back from her body. She moaned softly as her fingers slowly returned to her clit, rubbing it until she felt her orgasm coming, so close...so very close yet she must stop. She had no choice but to do as he requested of her just 10 days ago. She slowly got out of bed and headed into the shower. So many preparations to be accomplished before their meeting at his house tonight. She turned on the water and waited for it to warm then got in and felt the hot water caress her skin. She stood under the water for several minutes wondering if she was doing the right thing. Her fears were outweighed by the excitement she felt at finally being summoned by him. She met him through an ad she answered in the local independent newspaper she had been reading for months. The ad was simple yet called to her deepest desires. It stated: "Dominant Man seeking a new trainee. My trainee must be willing to learn about her true nature and calling. Be prepared to experience the beauty of giving yourself completely and wholly." She sent a letter to the address provided in the ad. She was surprised that there was no email address and spent a couple of days composing her thoughts and feelings on paper. She wasn't quite sure as to why the ad touched her so deeply and stated as much in her letter to him. She felt as though her heart would burst as she placed a stamp on the envelope put it in the mailbox. She waited for his reply, running to get her mail every night she returned home from work. After a week she gave up hope and thought he must not have felt her worthy of his teachings but then it arrived, two weeks after she sent her original letter to him. She tore open the envelope and found a 5 page "questionnaire" enclosed. She sat down at her dining room table and began reading and answering the questions. She was embarrassed by many of them but answered them as truthfully as she could. The questions comprised of items such as describing her first orgasm with a man, her first orgasm alone, how often she masturbated, the last time she had sex and how she felt afterwards. It asked her about oral sex, anal sex and her experiences or lack of with each. Had she ever used toys or had them used on her, had she ever been bound, given no choice but to let go of control. On and on these questions went. They were all so prying yet she felt liberated as she described her feelings to this stranger. There were 50 questions in all and took her most of the night to answer them. She folded the questionnaire, placed it in an envelope and headed out her door to the corner mailbox and dropped it in. When she got back to her apartment she thought back on the questions she had just answered. They seemed to open a place in her soul she didn't know existed. Her thoughts went to one particular question asking her to tell him why she answered his ad. She thought long and hard before answering it and all she could come up with was, "I don't know exactly why I answered your ad I just knew I had to." She hoped her honesty would be enough for at least an initial meeting. It was another two weeks on a Saturday before she received a letter from him again. His letter to her simply stated, "If you are truly serious about finding your true nature with me then you are to call me at 555-1234 this Tuesday evening at exactly 7:00pm." She was shaking as she held his letter in her hands. She knew the next three days were going to be torturous for her but she also knew there was no turning back. Tuesday evening arrived and at precisely 7:00pm she dial his number. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she would surely have a heart attack as she heard ringing at the other end of her phone. After what seemed to be hours of ringing a man finally answered. She almost dropped the phone when she heard his deep voice as he answered, "Hello Joanne, thank you for calling, it took quite a bit of courage for you to do so I'm sure." She was silent, not knowing what to say but he said nothing more. She could hear him breathing on the other end and finally her voice broke and in an almost whisper she said, "Yes, hello. I'm quite nervous." "I'm sure you are Joanne, it's normal. I want you to go lie down on your bed now while we talk and breath deeply. My name is Joseph and for now you can call me by my name. Do you understand my instructions to you, Joanne?" "Y-yes, I do." "Good, now go lie down and relax." She got up from her couch and headed to her bedroom. She hesitated at her door but eventually went in and lied down on her bed. He was silent while she did as he asked and just as she got comfortable he again spoke. "Close your eyes Joanne. Let my voice sooth your nerves. I want you to take 5 very long breaths and with each exhalation I want you to relax deeper and deeper into your bed. Do it now Joanne." She took one deep breath and exhaled deeply, feeling her body begin to get heavier with each breath she took for him. At the end of her fifth breath she heard his voice, this time it was softer. "That's good Joanne, very good. Lay there for a few more moments then tell me exactly what you're feeling both physically and emotionally." Her mind was spinning as she tried to get in touch with her all her emotions. "Stay calm Joanne and tell me your thoughts. Just say what is in your head." She fought against her fears. She took a few more deep breaths. "I...I'm not really sure what I'm feeling." Silence. "I'm...I'm feeling anxious, excited. I feel confused." More silence. "Are you still there?" "Yes I'm still here Joanne, I'm listening. Go on please." "I feel comfortable yet also not. I feel as if something deep inside of me is beginning to open and it's frightening yet at the same time it's also calming." She waits for him to speak but he doesn't. "I'm wondering what I'm doing and why. I'm wondering why I called you, why I answered your ad. I'm feeling safe yet not safe. I don't know. It's becoming overwhelming all the sudden." "It IS overwhelming Joanne. You are like an onion whose skins are being peeled slowly away to its center." "Yes, that's what I'm feeling, as if I'm being slowly exposed yet this is only the phone." "And only the beginning, the beginning of the path to your true being Joanne, to your true calling." Now only silence is shared between them. She is too overcome by her emotions to know how to construct a sentence. His voice breaks her thoughts. "I want you to remove your clothes for me now Joanne." She didn't know what to say or do. She started to tremble knowing she wanted nothing more than to do exactly what he asks of her yet too frightened to do so. "I won't ask you to do anything else tonight Joanne but I insist that while you are with me, even on the phone, that you be naked and open. Put the phone down on your bed and begin to remove your clothes Joanne. Do you understand what I have asked?" Her body was shaking and her voice just over a whisper, "Yes Joseph, I understand. One moment please." She placed the phone on her bed and began to slowly undress. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She didn't even know him, didn't know what he even looked like. He could be a serial killer for all she knew and he has her address on top of it all. She finally removed all her clothing, lied back down and picked up her phone realizing her voice had left her. "That's good Joanne, very, very good. Keep your eyes closed and listen to my voice. From now on you will begin your training with me. There is no turning back. If you feel that you can't or don't want to continue then please hang up now and we shall never speak again. I will get rid of all our correspondence, leaving no trace of you here for me. Decide now Joanne." Her body is shaking, more from intrigue than fear. He waited patiently for a few minutes giving her time to think about her future. Her breathing became deeper and longer, she could feel herself begin to submit to him. His voice was now very soft, calming her fears. "Yes Joanne, there is no turning back now. You have begun your journey with me. It is what you want, isn't it Joanne? What you need and ache for?" "Yes, it is what I ache for...what I need and want more than anything." "Yes, it is. Before we hang up tonight you will give me your phone number. For the next nine days I will call you at exactly 7:00pm. On the tenth day, which will be Friday of next week you will arrive at my house at 6:30 dressed as I instruct you. Every morning starting tomorrow you are to gently rub your clit before getting out of bed until you are dangerously close to orgasm. You are to stop and not cum. Only once in the morning are you allowed to touch yourself in that manner, do you understand completely Joanne?" "Y-yes, I understand completely Joseph." "Good. I will call you at 7:00 of each night and you will tell me how you felt as you performed the task I have just given you. You are to be lying on your bed naked and ready for my call. You are not to cum Joanne. You must tell me if you do. You will not be punished but I will be extremely disappointed in you. Your honesty is of the utmost importance. You have much to think about and I will call you tomorrow at 7:00. Good night Joanne and thank you for what you have given me tonight." The phone went dead. Her body was shaking as she got up from her bed to place her phone back on its charger. She got back into her bed and felt totally consumed by him and she hadn't even met him. She knew then that her life would never be the same again and a smile was on her lips as she fell asleep thinking of him. Joanne's New Journey Ch. 02 The nine days flew by. Every morning she woke and gently played and rubbed her clit as he asked her. At first it was easy to stop before cumming but as the days wore on and her need for release grew and intensified it became harder and harder not to just push herself over the edge but she didn't. She needed to prove to him and to herself that she was serious and committed to learning about her submissiveness. Every evening at exactly 7:00 his call came and she was ready as he asked her to be, lying naked on her bed. Each night he probed her mind and heart made her connect deeply with her feelings. Their conversations lasted no more than 30 minutes but those 30 minutes seemed like hours. It was almost painful for her to dig so deep and divulge herself to him but she did and a sense of calmness began to seep into her being. His instructions for their meeting on Friday were very clear. She was to shower and prepare for work as usual but since she would have no extra time to return home before she was to be at his house at 6:30 she was to dress according to his orders. She was to wear a short dress that buttoned down the front. She could wear panties and a bra to work but they were to be removed prior to her arrival at his house. She had not been allowed to shave since their first conversation and she felt unclean but that was what he wanted. Friday finally arrived. Her day at work was difficult. She was distracted and couldn't focus and was thankful for 5:00 when it finally arrived. She hurried into the bathroom at work, removed her panties and bra, brushed her teeth and freshened up her makeup, rushed out to her car and began the long drive to his house. She figured it would take her an hour to get there, leaving her a few minutes to spare. He lived in a remote part of their county and she wasn't very familiar with the winding roads through the forest. She drove and drove and when she thought she had gone too far up a tiny one-lane road she saw his gate. He said he would leave it open for her but for her to close it after she drove her car inside his property. She closed the gate and noticed the time on her clock on her dashboard. 6:25. Perfect. She followed the dirt driveway for about ¼ mile and saw the lights of his house. She pulled up and parked. She considered turning around and leaving but she'd come so far. She got out of her car, straightened her dress and walked slowly to his front door. His house was beautiful, the kind of cabin one would imagine nestled in a forest. She noticed smoke coming out of the chimney as she approached his front door. Her stomach was churning and her heart racing as she nervously knocked on his door. She straightened her dress once more and stood completely still looking directly ahead of her. His door opened and he stood there looking at her, his eyes smiling as they surveyed her body. She was speechless and almost lost her breath as she saw him for the first time. He was very tall, 6'4" to her 5"3". His black t-shirt hugged his body showing every taught muscle in his chest and stomach, his arms bulging through the short sleeves. His black leather pants molded to his hard muscular legs. Her legs were shaking as he reached out to take her into his arms. "Thank you for coming Joanne. Please come in, we have a long weekend ahead of us." He led her into his living room to a red velvet chair, which was placed in the middle of the room. "Please have a seat Joanne. Can I get you a glass of wine?" She wasn't sure her voice would come out but she managed a tiny "yes, please." He smiled into her eyes. "One moment while I get you a glass. Please try to relax Joanne, you are safe." He returned after a few minutes with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He placed the glasses on the coffee table between her chair and a large couch. He sat on the couch, opened the bottle, poured wine into both glasses and handed one to her. "To your courage." She smiled shyly as her trembling hand took her glass from him. He raised his glass in the air to her, leaned back on his couch and studied her. She took a large sip of her wine and felt it warm her. Her eyes studied him. His hair was very dark, almost blue-black and pulled back into a long ponytail, his eyes were a piercing blue and she felt them penetrate into her soul. He leaned forward and placed his glass on the table and she did the same. "Tell me what you're feeling and thinking Joanne." She looked into his eyes, almost afraid to speak. "I'm not sure. I'm very nervous and feeling terribly shy." His eyes never leaving hers as he kept silent. He waited patiently for her to process her thoughts and feelings. "I can't believe I'm here, to be honest, and even though we've spoken on the phone all these nights you're still a stranger to me." He smiled. She was beginning to feel captivated by him and she realized she would do anything he asked of her. His smile alone took her breath away. "For this moment yes, but not for much longer Joanne." He leaned back on the couch and continued to study her. He had an easiness about him that was beginning to calm her and she began to relax. He crossed his legs and looked deep into her eyes. "As of this moment you are to address me as Sir or Sir Joseph. You will do and obey me to the best of your ability and if at any point I feel you are not doing so you will be punished. I will start slowly with you but know that I will also push you beyond what you think you can endure. I will not harm you, I will not inflict any permanent damage to your skin but you will feel pain and you will learn to love the pain I give you. You can walk out of here now but know that if you choose to we will never again speak. Do you understand all I have stated Joanne?" Joanne hesitated for a moment, letting his words seep down into her psyche. "Yes Sir, I understand." Good. Do you choose to remain and start your training with me?" Her thoughts were conflicting yet she knew she would remain, wanted desperately to stay. Her voice shook as she quietly answered him. "Yes Sir. I choose to remain." "And?" "And what Sir?" "You must listen very closely to every word I say to you. You choose to remain and what?" "Umm..." "I asked you to decide on two things." She frantically began to try to remember all he said to her...to stay and what? "Oh...yes, to remain and start my training with you Sir." He smiled at her as he leaned forward. "Good, very good Joanne. Now please rise and approach me." He pushed the table to one side making room for her. She rose and slowly began walking to him. She stopped a few inches from his knees and stood very still, her eyes never leaving his. "Unbutton your dress Joanne." She hesitated for a second then began to unbutton her dress. Her fingers trembled as each button came undone. She rose and started to open her dress. "STOP!" Her fingers stopped still gripping the edges of her unbuttoned dress. Her heart was pounding. "Joanne, you must follow my instructions to the letter, do you understand? I did not ask you to open your dress, only to unbutton it." "Yes Sir. I apologize." Her eyes started to fill with tears. He reached out to her, his hands resting on her hips. "Apology accepted, thank you. Now move closer to me Joanne, spread you legs and move forward until your knees touch the couch, your legs outside of mine." His hands guided her hips towards him until her knees were against the couch and her legs straddling his. He softly placed his hands flat on her skin just above her knees. His eyes looked up into hers as his hands began to very slowly move up her legs and under her dress then stopped at her upper thighs. "Place your hands behind your back Joanne and braid your fingers together. Keep your body very still. Breathe deeply and focus on your task at hand. You may moan, cry out or scream if you feel the need to express your frustration but do NOT move unless I command you to and never take your eyes off mine. Do you understand Joanne?" "Yes Sir", she whispered, as her hands moved quickly behind her making her breasts jut out slightly. He removed his hands from her thighs and leaned back on the couch, their eyes never wavering from one another. She felt his legs begin to press hard against the inside of her knees. "Move your legs with mine." His legs began to open and move apart making her own legs spread wider and wider until she felt the muscles of her inner thighs begin to pull and stretch painfully. Just when she thought she could spread her legs no further he stopped. He could see the strain in her eyes and on her face. He leaned in close to her mound and took a deep breath through his nose. "Mmmm, I can smell your hunger Joanne. I can smell your need." Her cheeks flushed at his words. She felt as if she was coming apart from the inside out just so she could be put back together again by this stranger. Her body and her mind were battling for control of her senses but their struggle was useless for she knew somewhere deep inside her being that she was already falling and falling fast. He raised his hands and placed them on her shoulders. "Keep your hands behind your back but unhook your fingers from each other." The moment her fingers came apart she felt her dress falling to the ground behind her. "Fingers back together Joanne." His voice was soft as his eyes left hers. She watched his eyes wander and linger as they roamed her body, taking in every inch of her curves and softness. She heard a moan escape him. "Mmmmm...so beautiful and so in need to be toyed with, to be used." He looked up into her eyes. He placed a finger on her inner thigh just above her knee and began to stroke her skin lightly upward to just below her crotch then back down her thigh. His finger moved so lightly and slowly over her skin that she struggled to remain still and began breathing deeply and slowly. His finger then moved to her other thigh and began to stroke her skin lightly just as he did the other. A soft moan escaped her lips as his fingers teased and played with her skin. She felt his finger suddenly move away as he once again leaned back onto the couch looking up at her. "So wet already Joanne and I've hardly touched you." She felt the pressure of his legs ease against hers as he began to close them. "Keep your thighs spread as wide as they are now Joanne and move backwards a few inches." She shuffled her feet back several inches while struggling to keep her legs apart. She watched him rise from the couch, his tall frame towering over her as his hands quickly grabbed her hips. He smiled at her as he and easily lifted her over his shoulder, walked casually towards the dining room and placed her softly on his dining room table. The table's surface was cold on her back and arms and she struggled to keep her hands behind her back. He pulled her body down the table until her ass rested on the edge, her legs dangling over it. "Give me your hands Joanne." She took her hands from behind her back and reached out to him. He moved her arms over her head and crossed them at her wrists, picked up the silk scarves he had attached to each table leg and tied each wrist firmly but not too tightly to the opposite table leg pulling until her head rest on her arms. He moved to the side of the table, leaned into her face, their lips almost touching as he whispered. "Are you okay Joanne? Tell me how you are feeling please." Her body began to tremble and her heart raced as she confronted her emotions. She closed her eyes for a moment and fought back her tears. He was still looking into her eyes when she opened them. His voice so soft and gentle. "Tell me how you are feeling Joanne." She suddenly felt his fingers on her nipple teasing it, rolling it softly between his thumb and index finger, his fingernail brushing it, hardening it. She opened her mouth to speak but only a moan escaped her lips. He could see the fear in her eyes. He leaned in closer and his lips brushed hers as he spoke, his fingers still teasing and pinching her nipple gently. "Tell me everything Joanne. Do not be afraid." She looked into his blue eyes searching for the words to describe to him her fears and the turmoil she was experiencing. "I'm scared and I'm nervous." His eyes softened but he said nothing and waited, his fingers moved lazily to her other nipple. She moaned as his fingers teased and softly squeezed her nipple. She took a deep breath and she searched again for words. "I want to run as far away from you as I possibly can right now and yet I want so desperately to stay, to give you everything you want to take from me. I'm just very confused." He kissed her softly, his tongue teasing and dancing with hers then sucking it gently into his mouth. "I will not hurt you" he whispered into their kiss, "but I will demand much of you and of your body. Let go of your fears Joanne and surrender yourself to me." He kissed her deep and hungrily as his fingers left her nipple and slowly moved down between her breasts then left her completely and her body suddenly ached for more of his touch. He stopped kissing her but kept his lips on hers, whispering. "Surrender to me Joanne." She felt his finger hover just above her bellybutton then begin to move down toward her mound. She gasped as it stopped just above her slit and clit. She fought with all she had not to move but her body shook with need and want. "Surrender to me Joanne. Spread your legs wide now. Do it." She moved her dangling legs as far apart as she could, her eyes pleading with him. "Please Sir." "Please what Joanne? Tell me what you need. Tell me what you ache for." "Please touch me. I beg you Sir." He smiled wickedly. "But I am touching you Joanne." She blushed as she realized how much her body needed him, how badly she wanted to feel his finger on her throbbing clit but his finger remained motionless just above her slit. "Oh God Sir, please...PLEASE. I beg you." He looked deep into her eyes for a few moments then rose from his position over her and moved to the end of the table, admiring her body lying before him. She watched his every move now and saw him grabbing at items she couldn't see from the floor. She felt a belt or sash being tied securely around her hips, pinning her to the table. "Raise your legs high now Joanne and keep them perfectly straight." She lifted her legs, her toes pointing towards his ceiling, and spread them wide for him. She screamed, more from surprise than pain, when she felt his hand come down swiftly and slap her inner thigh. "I did NOT ask you to spread your legs, did I?" She quickly brought her legs together as tears began to well up in her eyes. "Forgive me Sir. I'm so sorry." He put his hands on her ass cheeks, "Yes, I know you're sorry Joanne" and began to slowly move up the backs of her thighs, "but you must pay close attention to my every command," his hands stopped at the backs of her knees, "Do you understand me?" he pushed her legs forward until they rested on her chest. "Y-yes Sir...I-I understand." "Good, now bend your knees." She bent her knees and felt him spread her thighs wide. She could feel her juices flowing from her hungry cunt and realizing he could see just how excited she was made her face turn a deep red. He moved to the side of the table, bent down and brought up the end of a rope, slid it between her bent leg and pulled tightly, pulling her leg out and wide then securing the rope to the same table leg her wrist was tied to. He walked around to the other side and after repeating the process of tying her thighs wide apart he stood back and admired his handiwork. He looked at her and smiled. "Not quite done yet." She watched him as he took a scarf from his back pocket and tied her ankle and her upper thigh together then grabbed another scarf from his pocket doing the same to her other leg. He moved to the foot of the table and looked at her body lying before him, spread wide and bound securely. He leaned into her cunt, her scent intoxicating him, and blew softly on her clit. She let out a deep groan. "Please Sir. Please. I BEG you. PLEASE." She tried to thrust her hips toward his face but she couldn't move at all and then she felt the sting of his hand once again as he slapped her ass cheek hard and swiftly three times. She cried out as the pain wracked her body and her tears began to flow. She felt his hands gently rub her stinging cheek as the pain began to subside. She closed her eyes and began to breathe deeply and slowly, trying to remain calm. Too much was happening to her and her senses felt as if they were on overload yet she knew this was only the beginning...would she survive...COULD she survive this was the real question. She began to doubt herself. She questioned her decision to come here, her mind was spinning out of control and she was falling quickly. She felt his hand on her face, caressing her cheek delicately as he watched her. She opened her eyes and saw him smiling tenderly, his voice soothing her as he spoke. "Surrender Joanne. Leave your old self behind and let your true being come out." He kissed her lips softly then her nose, her cheeks, her forehead. "Surrender to me." She felt her body start to relax while his words washed over her. "Surrender." She closed her eyes and began to cry. "Yes, that's it Joanne, leave your old self behind you. Embrace who you truly are and give yourself to me." She felt a calmness begin to come over her as her tears began to cleanse her soul. She opened her tear-filled eyes and felt her body melt into his eyes. She smiled as she cried and finally finding her voice, she looked into his eyes and whispered, "I surrender. I surrender." He kissed her hard, his tongue and lips ravaging her mouth, taking from her the last of her fears. He pulled away from her and smiled. "It's time to prepare your body for me Joanne. Your training will now start. You've done beautifully." He then walked away from her and headed towards his kitchen where she heard water running. Joanne's New Journey Ch. 03 She heard water running in his kitchen and wondered what he had in store for her now. She almost laughed at her situation knowing that she had no choice from now on and wondering only made her feel anxious. He returned with a large bowl of steaming water and placed it on the table next to her hip. She could feel the heat from the bowl next to her skin as she watched him reach inside the bowl, take out a hand towel, the steam rising from it, and wring some of the hot water from it. He placed the hot towel over her entire cunt area and patted it down against her skin and she gasped as she felt the heat from the towel sting her. "Now, we can't have all that hair on you, can we? I'll be right back with my razor." She almost screamed for him to come back, to let her shave herself in private in his bathroom but she knew it was no use and resigned to lie there feeling the heat penetrate into her body. He returned within minutes, pulled a chair out from against the wall and placed it at the foot of the table and sat down. She closed her eyes and told herself to relax. She tried to think of a waterfall cascading down over her body as she felt him remove the towel from her, hearing a splash as he put it back into the bowl. "Don't move or I may knick you." She heard the familiar sound of shaving cream coming from its can then felt his fingers spread the foam on her entire slit, from her ass to her cunt then out towards her thighs. His fingers gently spread one side of her ass cheek as he began to shave around her asshole. He was very gentle and moved slowly upward and with precision. He carefully shaved the inside of her lip, moving his fingers up to spread her then as he neared her clit shaved around it, coming so close but deliberately avoiding it. He then began again at her asshole on the other lip until he once again reached her clit. When her lips were done he began to shave the area between her lips and thighs, moving higher towards her pelvic bone just above her slit. He finally finished shaving her entire cunt, stood up and looked closely admiring his work. He took the towel from the bowl, wrung most of the water off and began to clean any remaining cream from her skin. She kept her eyes tightly closed while she focused on keeping still and calm. "Beautiful, simply gorgeous but I must be sure I left no nubs behind." He chuckled as he lowered his head between her open thighs. She opened her eyes, gasping just as his tongue began to lick the skin he had just shaved. "Oh God Sir...Oh My God", she moaned, her entire body trembling with need. She felt her juices begin to pool at the opening of her exposed sex as his tongue glided over her smooth skin, moving up the inside of one lip then down the other side. Up and down his tongue moved inside her lips, from the skin just above her clit down to just outside her asshole then out towards her thighs. Not an inch of skin was left untouched by his tongue as he felt for any hair he may have missed. He lifted his head inches away from her and began talking to himself, "Ah yes, very smooth, a job well done if I may say so myself and dripping already." He lightly tapped her entire cunt with his hand, stood up and looked down at her quivering body. "Such a lovely sight to behold, Joanne, I just wish you could see yourself lying before me, your clean shaven cunt spread wide and dripping with want....mmmmm." He lowered his head once again and touched the tip of his tongue on the center of her asshole, pressing lightly against her tight hole then slowly licking up her slit to her clit, lapping at her juices as he passed the opening of her cunt. She cried out when his tongue grazed her clit then just as quickly was gone. "NOOOO...PLEASE SIR....Oh God PLEASE. Don't take your tongue away. I beg you. PLEASE!!!!" She started struggling against her bindings not caring that she was not allowed to move, only her ever growing need for his touch consuming her. He stood from his chair and watched her. Their eyes met and she stopped her useless fight. He smiled at her. "For disobeying me again, Joanne, you will remain bound here with only your thoughts to keep you company until I decide you are ready to continue with your training." "Please Sir, I'm so, so sorry. I'll behave and obey you, I promise. Please don't leave me alone, please." "Your apologies will no longer be accepted Joanne. Take this time I am generously giving you to clear your mind so you can give it to me completely and not another word from you." He turned around and walked away leaving her body burning with such intense desire she thought she would die from her need. She began to cry softly as her thoughts began to wander. What was happening to her? All she wanted to do was to cum and for him to fuck her until her body was too weak to move. She did just as he asked her to do for nine days...NINE. Was that not enough for him? She was beginning to feel angry and growled deep and loud at her frustration. Who did he think he was anyway? She hated him at that moment and felt she made a huge mistake in answering his ad. What was the point of all this anyway? How could he possibly expect her to not move when he touched her clit after denying her release for so long? What was he trying to prove to her anyway? She sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Her arms were beginning to ache from being tied above her head and her clit throbbed and longed to be touched. She continued to cry softly as she realized she no longer had a say about her body. He controlled her every sensation, every move, and now all her thoughts too were about him. She sighed deeply again and stopped her crying, deciding in that moment that she would take control of herself again, she would show him that it was her choice after all to be here, not his. She would do exactly what he asked of her but she would do it for her, not him, and she would obey him because she wanted to and not because she had to for him. She was suddenly overcome with an intense feeling of euphoria and a smile so great she felt it down to her toes crossed her lips. She closed her eyes and began to relax into her breathing. "Keep your eyes closed Joanne." She almost jumped out of her skin as she heard his voice whispering in her ear but she kept completely still with her eyes tightly shut. She felt him untie her legs and gently stretch them, kneading them tenderly until she felt the blood return to them. He then untied her arms, being careful with each as he lowered them to her sides. She grimaced at the pain but kept her eyes closed as he massaged and rubbed each one until he was satisfied she was no longer in pain. He scooped her up from the table, holding her tight against his body and started walking towards his bedroom, whispering softly into her ear how incredibly well she was doing under the circumstances, how beautiful she was, how proud he was of her. They reached his bedroom and he gently laid her in the center of his bed. "Turn over on your stomach and keep your eyes closed, Joanne." She rolled over and heard his body move away from the bed. She heard a drawer open and rustling from it. Her hearing was very keen, she noticed, and heard him walking away from the bed and heard water again. He was in what she assumed was his bathroom for several minutes before returning to the bed. She could hear him placing items on his nightstand, opening its drawer then and felt the bed move from his weight as he climbed onto his bed straddling her hips with his legs. She could feel the coolness of his leather pants against her warm skin and wondered why he was still clothed. She felt his hands as he laid them on her shoulders then begin to massage her. She felt the slickness and could smell the faint scent of the oil he began to rub into her, pressing and working the ache away as he moved up and down her arms then back to her shoulders. His hands then moved down her back, caressing her skin then pressing deeper with each stroke of his knowing hands. He could feel her body start to relax under his experienced fingers as he worked her ass cheeks, moving his body further down the bed until his legs touched her feet then began to move his hands down her legs, kneading and pressing into her muscles. He gently spread her legs apart and got between them. He reached forward and gripped her hips tightly with his hands. "Arch your back and raise your ass high in the air for me Joanne. Move your body back towards me." She felt him guide her hips back towards him as she moved down the bed. She arched her back deep making her ass rise high into the air. "Spread your legs wider for me Joanne...yes, that's it. Such a beautiful ass you have. Reach around with your hands and spread your ass cheeks wide, open yourself to me." She reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks as wide as she possibly could. She felt his breath against her tight hole then move down her slit to her clit, blowing on it. She groaned but kept still as her body began to burn again. He placed an oily finger at the very top of her crack and slowly began moving it down towards her virgin hole. She felt him stop then gently press against her asshole before continuing to move down towards her dripping cunt. He moved his finger torturously slow towards her open sex and upon reaching it he began to softly tease her hole, never entering her but just playing in her juices that was now flowing freely from her open cunt. He gathered some of her juice and began moving towards her swelling clit. He could feel it pulsating under his fingertip, her moans deep now as he rubbed her clit ever so lightly. He noticed how still she stayed and knew how hard she was struggling to do so. He smiled at her progress, felt pride at how far she had come in such a short time with him as he began to move his finger back up her slit until it rested on her dark hole. She felt oil begin to drip down her crack until it met his finger at her tight asshole. She took a deep breath as she felt his finger begin pressing and rubbing her hole until just the tip finally slipped in and stayed still. She gasped, her finger clutching at the bedspread beneath her. "Take a deep breath now and relax your body, Joanne. Don't fight my finger or it will hurt as it enters you." He waited until he felt her body begin to calm itself then slowly pushed his finger deeper into her tight ass. A deep groan escaped her throat as first one knuckle then another pushed through her sphincter. She began to pant as he slowly and gently began fucking her asshole with his finger with long and smooth strokes. Never had anyone touched her this way before and she felt so deeply embarrassed that tears began to fall from her eyes. With his finger now buried deep inside her asshole and keeping very still he leaned forward, his free hand now caressing her ass cheek, "Are you okay Joanne?" She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her tears continued to fall from her eyes. She wanted to scream at him to stop, to tell him it was all too much for her to take, that she changed her mind and wanted to leave. He kept very still and silent, his hand continuing to caress her cheek while his finger remained buried deep in her. He waited patiently for her to answer him, knowing she was struggling with her emotions. He stopped caressing her ass cheek and moved his hand between her legs until a finger found her clit and began rubbing it so lightly it felt more like a small breeze than a finger. He began to once again to fuck her ass with his finger, this time twisting it with each gentle thrust. The sensations she suddenly began to feel almost drove her to push back against his finger as it entered her over and over. She was overcome with confusion as her body's need for his touch became greater than her want to run away from him. She cried out as her body began its climb to the edge of her sanity with no chance of returning. Suddenly his hands pulled away from her leaving her panting and begging for more. "NOOOOOOO......OH GOD NOOOOOOOOOO....PLEASE....I BEG YOU....I BEG YOU...OH MY GOD SIR!!!!! I WANT TO CUM.....NEED TO.....PLEASE......please." "Shhhhhh. Get a hold of yourself Joanne and answer my question. Breathe deeply and bring your body down. Begging and screaming at me will not get you what you so desperately need. Now, answer my question!" She couldn't think. What was it he asked her? All she remembered was wanting to leave and run as far away from this evil man as she possibly could and then her body betrayed her and all she could think of now was cumming and how much she hated him for not allowing her. "Joanne", he whispered, startling her from her thoughts. "Answer my question." She was afraid to tell him that she couldn't remember him asking her a question so she remained quiet. He waited for her to answer him and when no answer came from her he raised his hand high in the air and came down hard with his open palm on her ass cheek three times. She screamed as the pain shot through her body and quickly started to move away from him but he grabbed her hips and held her tight to him. "You disappoint me Joanne, not only do you not remember me asking you if you were okay just a few minutes ago but to then try to run away from me. Not good Joanne, not good at all." "Please Sir, I made a mistake," she said between her sobs. "I can't remember what you asked me. All I can think about is cumming and how much I ache for your touch. Please forgive me Sir, please." He got up from the bed and stood watching her shaking body. He reached for her, taking her limp body in his arms then sitting back down on his bed, rocking her and holding her tight against his chest until her crying finally stopped. "You're not keeping your mind clear and open and until you can do that wholly and honestly you will continue to fight what is needing to be released from deep within you. Now stop fighting and surrender. Surrender to me and open your heart. Trust yourself and allow your true being to surface." He kissed her forehead and placed her sitting on his bed next to him. He studied her face as she wrangled with her thoughts and her heart. He rose from her side and stood in front of her, his finger catching her chin and lifting her face until their eyes met and held. He smiled softly down at her. "Now, quit fucking around Joanne and let me do what I know you need and want. I'm slowly losing my patience with you so get up and follow me into the bathroom. I was going to slowly introduce you to your first enema here on my bed but I've decided to do it quickly and get it over with. I need and expect every orifice of your body to be clean and ready for me at all times. Now get up and get into the bathroom!" She looked up at him with frightened eyes. "NOW Joanne. Move it!" She quickly rose from his bed, still confused yet knowing she had no choice, found the door to the bathroom moved towards it and waited for him to come in behind her. He entered after a few minutes holding a full enema bag. "Get on the floor on your hands and knees and spread your cheeks wide." He waited until she got in position. "Good girl. The tubing is very small and won't cause you any pain when I insert it into your ass. Stay perfectly still until I tell you to move." "Yes Sir." She felt her body begin to tremble and tried to control it. Breathe and focus, she told herself...breathe and focus. When her body once again calmed down she felt a small hard tube enter her ass and her bowels begin to fill. "Relax and stay still." She was beginning to feel very uncomfortable as the liquid kept filling her. She felt her insides begin to cramp and cried out to him. "Please Sir, it's hurting me. I don't think I can take any more. Please." "Just a little more and keep quiet." Just when she thought she could take no more he pulled the tube from her ass and immediately placed the tip of a small lubed plug onto her hole. He very slowly pushed the plug into her while she screamed from the pain as it stretched her ass before it settled into her snugly. She felt tears falling from her eyes as the pain shook her body. She began to pant then slowly caught her breath once again as the pain began to subside. She felt his body move from behind her to sit next to her on the floor. "Remove your hands from your cheeks and lie on your back." She quickly moved onto her back, the coldness of the floor almost unnoticeable to her as the pain in her belly started to become unbearable to her. "Spread your legs." The pain was excruciating to her with every movement she made. She spread her legs and felt his finger on her clit, rubbing lightly round and round. The sensations were becoming more than she could handle and her eyes met his, pleading for relief. "Breathe Joanne and let the pain and the pleasure become one. Don't fight either one, let it consume you, become." He continued to lightly rub her clit, watching the agony on her face as she tried desperately to breathe deeper and deeper. Her body began to shake and her moans became louder and more pressing as the pain in her bowels and the pleasure from her clit became one intense sensation. The harder he rubbed and pressed into her clit and the greater the pain in her belly became the closer her body came to the edge. She knew that she couldn't control her body's need to cum and release the liquid burning inside her for much longer nor could she tell the difference between the pain and the pleasure that wracked her body. She cried out to him. "Please Sir, I can't take any more. I beg you...BEG YOU to please show mercy." He continued to watch her as he rubbed her clit, relieving the pressure and slowing the rubbing. "PLEASE SIR!! OH GOD!!" she cried. He stopped and waited for her to calm down a bit then helped her up, led her to the toilet and held her until he felt she was steady enough to leave her alone. "Remove the plug and relieve your insides and after you're done cleaning yourself call for me." He closed the door and left her alone. She sat on the toilet, pulled hard on the plug and screamed as the pain of it being removed and the rush of the liquid in her bowels shook her. She panted, gasping for air as she felt her body expel the last of the liquid. She leaned back against the toilet and waited until she felt able to stand. She went to the faucet, turned on the water and began to wash the plug then herself. She found a towel and dried off the plug then her body, wincing as it rubbed her against her sore hole. She turned off the water, leaned against the sink and began to calm and relax. She called out to him from behind the closed door, still leaning against the sink. He entered the bathroom walked over to her and tenderly stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. "Very good Joanne, very good. Now back on the floor, ass in the air, for one more enema. I want your ass clean enough for my tongue to play with." Her eyes pleading as he looked deep into his. "Now Joanne, MOVE!" She quickly got on all fours, heard him fill the enema bag then felt the tube slide into her aching hole. She groaned as her bowels once again filled with liquid. The pain this time didn't seem to be as great and was relieved when she heard him tell her to get up and go to the toilet. He held onto the tubing and followed her as she made her way to the toilet facing it. He reached around and grabbed the bag, being careful to keep the tube inside her, and pulled it between her legs in front of her. "Turn around slowly and sit down." She turned around and as she began to sit on the seat she noticed he followed and crouched down in front of her, his hand reaching inside the toilet still holding the tube inside her. "Spread your legs wide and lean back against the back of the toilet." Joanne's New Journey Ch. 03 She couldn't believe what was happening. Was he going to stay with her and watch while she emptied her bowels? He wouldn't, there was no way that he would humiliate her like this. Her eyes searched his for an answer but found nothing but his deep blues looking directly into her. She finally spread her legs and leaned back. She watched him lean in between her thighs and felt his tongue press hard into her clit. She groaned deep and fought hard to keep still. His tongue began to attack her clit, licking it, pressing into it then sucking it deep into his mouth. "NOOOOO....PLEASE....PLEASE......NOOOOOOOO. PLEASE SIR, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS....PLEEEEEEEASE!!" But his assault continued. He was relentless and unforgiving and her body could take no more. Her moans became desperate and loud and she felt her body begin to go over the edge, she felt her orgasm build and knew she could not keep it from exploding much longer. "I'M TOO CLOSE SIR...PLEASE...PLEASE LET ME CUM NOW.....NOW.....PLEASE!!!!!" He quickly released her clit as he pulled the tube out of her ass. He watched her as she screamed in frustration and agony as her orgasm was once again denied while the liquid exploded from her belly. She sat gasping for air as her tears fell down her cheeks. She felt his lips kiss her tears from her cheeks leaving her scent behind on her skin. She couldn't move and no thoughts flooded her mind. She heard water running but had no idea where it was coming from nor did it matter to her. She was suddenly exhausted yet her body burned. She felt her body being lifted and placed into a hot bath. She moaned softly as the hot water soothed her. She opened her eyes and saw him leaning over the tub just as he was soaping up a wash cloth. He gently began to wash her body but she was too spent to even notice. She felt him lift her up and out of the bath and dry her. He gently lifted her into his arms and carried her back to his bed. He removed his clothing, watching her as she laid quietly watching him. She took his body in, noticing how perfectly sculpted he was, thinking to herself that his body was like a beautiful piece of art and she suddenly ached to touch and worship it. He slid in beside her on the bed and brushed her hair from her face. "You are more than I ever dreamed and hoped for Joanne. You've endured so much for me this evening, so much more than I thought possible." She smiled at him and for the first time she felt herself truly surrender to him. She felt his hand between her thighs and she automatically opened them wide for him. He moved his body above hers and kissed her tenderly at first then his need to possess her consumed him and he ravaged her mouth with his kiss. His hard cock found her wet opening and he plunged hard and fast into her tight cunt. She gasped as his cock stretched her, almost tearing her apart, the pain like fire between her legs but she needed him, needed him to take her hard, to fuck her and possess her. He thrust hard into her, the power pushing her body back towards the head of his bed but he held her tight as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on as if her life depended on him. He fucked her furiously and harder than he had ever fucked anyone before. She cried out as the pain became her pleasure. She cried out as she felt her body about to explode and she screamed his name as her orgasm hit her and felt him explode inside her at the same moment. He collapsed on top of her as he caught his breath then raising his body onto his elbows he looked deep into her eyes, a wicked smile across his lips. "Now Joanne, I don't recall giving you permission to cum." "B-but..." He placed his finger on her lips to quiet her, still smiling. "Quiet now Joanne. You know you'll have to be punished for not asking permission to cum. I realize you were caught up in the moment but that is no excuse." "But Sir..." her voice was pleading with him. "But Sir nothing. We'll discuss it tomorrow. Now let's get some sleep, you have a very big day ahead of you. Good night Joanne and not another word from those luscious lips." He kissed her forehead and rolled over next to her, pulling her into his arms.