4 comments/ 31268 views/ 7 favorites The Training of Christine Ch. 01 By: WriterDom That's the first thing Christine noticed about Dr. Morris. That and his handsome look and warm brown eyes. She was a sophomore taking his history class. Like a nerd, she sat in the very front of the class right in front of his desk. She kept checking out his package as he walked back and forth in front of the class, barely hearing his lecture on Introduction to History 102. She was squirming. She'd only been in his presence a few minutes, yet she knew that she would suck his cock if only he would ask. And spanking, oh my God.... Thinking about bending over his desk for a bare-ass spanking almost made her gush. There were other pretty girls in the class, but she felt his eyes on her a lot. Did he like her? Fuck, she hoped so. She checked her watch to see how long before she could cum in the bathroom stall. There would be no waiting until she got home. She bit her lip and tried to think about something else. Her jeans were already spotting. She was relieved when he ended the first class early. Fewer girls would be in the bathroom and she was pretty loud. But she couldn't wait to cum while thinking about riding his big cock. Dr. Morris was a tall guy and she imagined he had a big one. She hoped one day she would find out. She came in less than a minute. Gushing into the bowl. She couldn't wait to get home to fuck her pussy properly. His pussy. Had she really just thought of it as his pussy? She knew at that moment she was hopelessly lost. She gave herself four orgasms when she got home, relieved that her parents weren't there so she could scream. Dr. Morris. She couldn't stop thinking about him. He had no ring on his finger either. No wife. She wondered if he had a girlfriend. It didn't matter. If he did she would steal him away. She would do anything he asked, including licking his ass. She came two more times, thinking about Dr. Morris taking her every hole, before she fell asleep. She even woke up thinking about him and was fairly certain she had dreamed about him. After Steve finished his last class, he locked the classroom and headed to the gym to meet Aaron. Aaron was a long-time friend and also a professor. "Hey, Steve, you ready to hit the weights hard?" "Sure buddy. I'm going to work your ass off today. Hey, you won't believe this girl in my second-period class named Christine. She looks like she just walked off an Italian beach. I have a feeling she likes me too." "Well, don't go thinking with your dick. Dating students is a bad idea," Aaron replied. "I know, but the heart wants what it wants. I just don't know if she is my type," said Steve. "You mean the slutty submissive type?" "You know me too well. Let's start with the bench press." Later that night as Steve fixed himself some dinner in his condo, he was still thinking about Christine. When he'd finished eating and was relaxing for the night, he broke out the expensive lube he bought for anal sex and masturbated while he thought about Christine serving him. Crawling for him. How he wanted to claim every hole as his own. He came harder than he had come in a long time. Afterward, he showered off and slept like a baby. Christine took extra time with her make-up the next morning as if she were heading out on a date. She picked out her favorite short dress that showed a little cleavage. She put on her favorite perfume along with a little of her pussy juice. Her pussy had been damp all morning. Once again Steve was impeccably dressed in a jacket and matching pants and a blue silk tie. As he entered the room he walked up to Christine and put his hand on her shoulder. "Christine, you need to see me after class?" "Yes, Sir," she replied with her heart almost leaping out of her chest. She barely heard a word of his lecture. She was so excited wondering why he wanted to see her. The class emptied as she walked up to his desk. "Hi, Christine. I was talking to Dr. Doyle and he has too many students he is advising, so I took over several. You're included in that group. When would be a good time for you to come by my office tomorrow? I want to go over your schedule with you and just get to know you a little better." "My last class is at two," she said, her knees feeling like they would buckle. Dr. Doyle was a golfing buddy of Steve's, and he had agreed to release Christine to him if Steve forgave a $50 bet from Sunday. Dr. Doyle was also a Master who lived with two women, one an ex student, so Steve knew he could trust him. Christine couldn't believe it. She would be in his office tomorrow. Taking guidance. Not the kind of guidance she really wanted from him. Would she suck his cock if he pulled it out? Hell yeah. She would never make the first move, but she'd give him anything he wanted if he asked. Anything. She got home and had a quiet session of masturbation...quiet only because her father was home. "Hey, Aaron, ready to do some deep squats today?" "Sure, man, last time I was sore for days. How was your day?" "Well, I kind of did a bad thing. You remember the girl I was talking about yesterday?" "Oh my God. What did you do?" "Nothing that bad. I got Dr. Doyle to let me be Christine's academic advisor." "Jesus, Steve. I can see this heading for trouble." "No, I'll be cool. I just want to get to know her better. But yeah, I can tell she likes me already. You know how women are. If they want you they have ways of letting you know. And I like the way she says "Yes, Sir" to me. It's like she enjoys it a little too much. "So you are going to totally end up fucking this girl? What if she bribes you for an A?" "Oh, she'll get an A, don't worry about that. An A in cocksucking." "You're incorrigible, Steve." "Well, she is the most beautiful girl I have seen in my thirty years. Hot little body too. Tan legs leading up to a nice spankable ass. Nice tits, and I could see she has large nipples too." "You are a walking hormone, Steve. Just be careful, buddy. Keep it out of the public eye." "I know we can't date yet. But we can sure as hell fuck all day." The next morning Christine felt more nervous than excited as she sat in class. Here she was, soon to be alone with him in his office, and she had over two years of school to do. She would have to talk to him at least once a semester. How had this happened? But she was glad, really. She didn't like Dr. Doyle. He was mean-looking and gruff. Today he was wearing a red sweater over a dark turtleneck and pants that seemed to hug his ass just right. Christine had heard other girls saying how cute they thought Dr. Morris was. She wasn't the only one. Christine spent the class daydreaming and not paying much attention to what he said. History didn't interest her that much. He sure did. She had one more class before the meeting. She was very nervous. She knocked on the closed door. "Come in. Close it behind you, dear. I have your grades here. You are a very good student." "Thank you, Sir." "What I want to do today is get an idea of what you'll be taking next semester. It won't be etched in stone if you change your mind. You haven't had a science yet?" "No, Sir." "Which one interests you the most?" "Biology." "So that works for you, Christine?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, Sir," she said, turning three shade of red. She never forgot another Sir that day. Her pussy was soaked too. She knew about BDSM and now figured he did as well. She would suck his cock right there in the office if he asked. And by the look in his eye he knew it too. Christine was elated, but her joy faded as the week went on without any attention from Dr. Morris. She didn't know if he was just fucking with her head or what. He always gave a quiz on Friday that counted for one-third of the grade mainly to make the kids not cut Friday's class. By then Christine was so pissed she didn't bother studying. She got drunk with some friends that night and vowed to herself to get over him, but deep down she still wanted him and was just hurt. She didn't masturbate the entire weekend because she knew she couldn't block him from her mind. She still put on a short dress on Monday with no panties, hoping he'd notice. She even thought about giving him a peek at her shaved pussy. But she thought better of it. The first thing he did was return the quizzes. Christine got a 72 along with a note: "See me after class in my office." She felt her heart pounding in her chest. "Come in, Christine. Close the door behind you. We need to talk about that quiz. You are an A student and my class is not that hard. How do you explain such a low grade?" "I don't know, Sir. Bad week I guess." He stood up. "Bend over my desk. All the way. Grab the other side with your hands and don't remove them until I say." "But why, Sir?" "Just do it, you dumb cunt. Whatever I say, you will do without hesitation." "Yes, Sir." He lifted up her skirt. "What kind of slut wears a dress with no panties?" "A naughty one, Sir." She heard the loud crack as his hand found her ass, and the force of the blow pushed her forward. Blow after blow came...too many to count. "Don't think for a minute this is punishment. I know this is what you have always wanted. If you don't make an A on Friday you won't get a spanking until you do." "I will, Sir. I promise I will." "Now get on your knees and suck my cock." His cock was beautiful. Just like the WriterDom guy whose blog she had read forever. She tried really hard to please him. To give the best blow job of her life. But suddenly she stopped. "May I cum, Sir?" "Yes, but don't stop sucking that cock. That's the first time you have cum from just sucking a cock. Nod if it is. I thought so. Don't take your mouth off my cock without permission. Even after I cum. And do not call me Sir anymore. I am your Master. But you only call me Master when we are alone. Oh yes, I'm going to cum. Please stop sucking as I'm cumming. Too sensitive. Oh God yes, my slut." She'd never had a man cum that hard and that much in her mouth in her life. "Keep that cock in your mouth and touch your clit. Raise your hand if you need to cum." A mere twenty seconds went by before her hand came up. "You are a cum slut. Ok, come for me." Her entire body shook as she came. "Now get back across the desk. Are you on the pill?" "Yes, Master," she said, the word "Master" coming out of her mouth so naturally. "So I can cum inside you?" "Please, Master, I want your cum." His thickness pinched a little going in. Then he fucked her hard. His body slamming into her ass. He reached up and pulled hard on her auburn hair. "Please, Master, may I cum?" "No, wait for me. Won't be much longer. You are so tight and wet. Just a few more strokes. Ok, cum for me." She gushed all over his balls and thighs and tried really hard not to scream. He grunted as his load filled her cunt, soon running down her silky thighs. "Ok, Christine, here's the deal. You will meet me at my home on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday between 3 and 5 o'clock. Wednesday is a staff meeting. Tell your parents it's for school so they'll know you will be late on those days. You can't tell anyone about us. Not even your closest friend. And you have to act like you don't know me in class." "I understand, Master. How long will you train me?" "As long as you want me to be your Master." The Training of Christine Ch. 02 "Sorry I'm late, Aaron. Christine made a low grade on her quiz and she needed a spanking." "Whoa, dude, you really spanked her?" "Yes, and she sucked me off and I fucked her. In my office. It was a little risky, I know. Won't happen again at school. I'm seeing her tomorrow." "Well, Steve, I can't say I'm surprised. Was she good?" "Oh my God! The best I have ever had. And she is so submissive she fell right into it. She told me later that some guy with the screen name WriterDom had been working with her online and on the phone. He has a blog she just loves. I'll check it out later." "Just keep it out of the public, Steve." "I will. And my neighbors aren't very nosey. It will be fine." "Unless you piss her off and she rats you out." "That won't happen. This is an odd thing to say, but I think she's in love with me." "Jesus, man, do you love her?" "Well, I can certainly see it heading that way." Christine could still feel his cock in her pussy as she drove home. She couldn't believe it. It was like she made a wish and it came true. And she would get to see him tomorrow. In his bed. Serving him. Learning his ways. She felt the urge to masturbate right there in the car but decided she better pay attention to the road. But damn, her clit was throbbing. She pulled into the Walmart parking lot and drove to the side of the building and worked herself into two orgasms. Good ones, too. Steve got home and pulled out the toy box from under the bed. It was actually an archery case. He had accumulated at lot of toys over the years. And he was wondering what he should use on Christine. He should probably talk to her first. He had no idea of her level of experience. But he knew she loved the spanking. And she did the little finger thing just like in the movie "Secretary." One of her favorite movies. Christine got home in time to fuck herself good with the toy before anyone came home. She was very loud, and it was hard to control in his office. She wondered how loud she could be at his house. She didn't know very much about him and hoped there would be more talking. Sex is great, but she wanted to know him as a man too. She wrote a little in her diary about it. And signed it "Christine Morris." The next day she woke up nervous and stayed that way all day. What did he mean by training? How comfortable would she be at his house? What if he has a wife there who wants to join in? And she was very nervous about getting her ass fucked. One guy had tried, but it hurt so much she made him stop. Something told her there would be no stopping him. He hadn't mentioned a safe word. They barely had talked at all. Yet, she called him Master. And knew she could refuse him nothing. Steve was a little nervous too. He bummed a cigarette off a coworker even though he quit eleven years ago. He puffed it without inhaling. He knew they needed to talk more, and he had a plan for that. He would give her a bath in the huge tub. That would give them a chance to talk first, and moreover he knew that women liked being clean for sexual activity. Well, most anyway. And he did want to lick her asshole. Ass licking was almost at a fetish level with him. Not all asses, though, just young pretty ones. Christine's was beyond pretty...it was flat-out perfect. Steve didn't feel like talking, so he gave the class a writing assignment. Later, Christine looked up and found him staring at her. She spread her legs, revealing pink panties, and touched her pussy a little for him. Yes, this was one naughty girl. Steve felt the bulge in his pants growing and had to look away. Christine stopped and went back to writing. Christine was still nervous when she walked to his house, which was just off campus. After all, she had only spent a little time with him and almost all of it had been sexual. Timidly she knocked on the door. "Come in," Steve said,opening the door. "Thank you, Master." "Here, you get one glass of wine, but that's it. I'm not getting you in trouble for drinking. We will start off the afternoon sessions with a bath. Give us a chance to talk and relax. The tub is full. Down there on the left. If you would go get undressed and wait for me in the tub it would be wonderful. I'll be there in just a minute." The water was green from a body wash and had rose petals floating on top. All around the room were candles. Must have been twenty of them. Il Divo was playing on the CD player. One of her favorite groups. How could he know that? She got undressed and sank into the warm water. In just a minute he joined her. "Master, the music, I love that group. How did you know?" "I didn't. My ex-wife was born in Italy, and it was one of her favorite groups. I got hooked on them too." "I am Italian, Master." "Oh I knew that the first time I laid eyes on you." "You did?" she said, blushing. "Yes. Come sit between my legs and let me wash your back. So tell me, was yesterday your first spanking?" "Yes, Master, but I have wanted one forever. I want a flogging too." "We can arrange that one day. Are you an anal virgin?" "I don't know how to answer that. I've had a cock there but not long. I made him stop." "We can work up to that. I'm in no hurry to fuck your sweet ass. But when I do, there will be no stopping me. All my sluts must be three-holed ones." "I would never tell you to stop, Master, no matter how much it hurt. It is good to talk to you Master. It makes me less nervous when I feel I know you. You know every girl in your class has a crush on you." "I kind of doubt that. Besides, I have the one I wanted right here in my tub." She blushed, then sighed as his wet, soapy hands found her full breasts and squeezed them. Then he began pinching her large, hard nipples. "That feels good Master." "Now get on your hands and knees. I need to wash your pussy and ass. Or should I say my pussy." "It is your pussy, Master." The sea sponge felt so good on her engorged, shaved pussy. Her clit was throbbing. She felt his soapy finger enter her ass three times. It felt wonderful, with no pain at all. "Christine, has anyone ever licked your ass before?" "No, Master, but I would love it if you did." "Oh, I will on every visit, I'm sure. My ex-sub didn't like it. She let me do it, but it's no fun if you know the person doesn't like it. She was a clean freak, I guess." "Was she a student too, Master?" "No, you are my first student. I'm risking my job by being with you. But I knew I had to have you the first day you walked into my classroom." "I wanted you too, Master. I just didn't believe in my wildest dreams it would happen." "Do you like sports, Christine?" "Yes, football and NASCAR." "Really? Tony Stewart was my best friend growing up. We raced go-carts for a while. He smoked my ass and I gave it up." "You are kidding, right?" "No, I'll show you some pictures. We get together about once a year. We can try calling him if you'd like to speak with him. "Oh God, I love him. I wouldn't know what to say." "I can get you pit passes to any race you like. One for your dad too." "Wow, that would be cool." "Well, let's get out of here before we turn into prunes. Since I feel kind I'll let you suck my cock first. I have to show you how I want it done in the bed. I expect you to remember the things I teach you." "As you wish, Master." They dried each other off and they headed for the bedroom, holding hands. He had a queen-sized iron bed with lots of places to tie to. Even the side rails were ropey iron that could be tied at any point. "I love iron beds, Master." "I do too. Hop on up. I want your ass to the left side my head. So I can spank and play with you while you suck. Over this way a little more. That's perfect. Always suck it like this in bed. And ask for permission to suck my cock." "May I suck your cock, Master?" "Let me tell you one other thing first, and it's important. I'll tell you when I'm going to cum. When you feel the first squirt, keep your mouth very still while I'm cumming. I can't take the simulation then. That became a huge turn-on for my last sub actually." "I will remember, Master. And I'm the same way by the way." "Ok, start sucking that cock. Oh yeah, that's good. You are such a good little cock-sucking slut. I left a few marks on your ass, I see. I'll have to leave more today. Maybe use a toy there." She gasped as two of his thick fingers filled her cunt, which was still a little sore from the fucking she'd gotten yesterday. His thumb rubbed her throbbing clit. She spit his cock out. "Master, you are going to make me cum if you don't stop." "Get back on that cock, you fucking whore. If you need to cum simply raise your fucking hand. Maybe if I spank you you'll remember. Don't stop sucking, ever, until I cum." He spanked her hard. Harder than she thought he could lying down. It only turned her on more. She started sucking his cock really hard, wanting his sweet cum again. No other man had a better-tasting cock or cum. She loved it. "Oh yeah, baby, just like that. You are so good. I'm going to cum." She stayed still after the first squirt hit the roof of her mouth. He came a lot despite cumming twice yesterday. She remembered from yesterday not to come off his cock until he said to. "Ok, you may take it out now," he said after a minute. "Thank you, Master, for allowing me to suck your glorious cock." "My pleasure. Time to tie you down for your first ass licking." He put the soft leather restraints on her wrists and ankles. Then connected them to the iron rails in a big X. "Let's begin with a spanking. I know how hot that gets you." He laid his head on the small of her back, looking down her ass, and began spanking her firmly. She purred, loving the feeling of his strong hand tempered by years of weightlifting spanking her ass. Suddenly he stopped and got off the bed. "Let's see just how much of a pain slut you are. See how you take the tawse. It's two thick leather straps split down the middle and connected to a wooden handle." She gave a little yelp, not expecting how much it did hurt. But she loved it. "Harder, Master. Hurt me." He let her have it twenty hard times that would later leave her ass black and blue. "Let's see how you like the cane." She heard it swoosh through the air and smack her ass. "Oh God...yellow, sir." Once again it came down hard. "Red, Master! Please, no more," she said, sobbing now. "I'm sorry, baby. No more of that stuff today." "Just hold me, Master." He held her and stroked her curly brown hair. "What happened to your neck?" "Burned it with the curling iron. I'm surprised it took you this long to ask." "Are you ok now?" "Yes, my ass is burning." "Let me get some ice for it." He rubbed a cube over her lovely, round ass, and it did indeed make it feel better. "I promise I won't hit your ass again today. And probably not tomorrow either. Ready for your ass licking?" "Please, Master." He pulled her hair off her shoulders and began kissing and licking her. Then he slowly made his way down her spine. Stopping just above the crack to give her lower back more attention. "You like it here?" "Yes, Master." "I thought you might." Then slowly he made his way down her crack. Going down a little farther and then starting over. She had never felt a tongue there, and it felt so good. She moaned when he finally reached her puckered pretty anus. "Do you masturbate with your right hand?" "Yes, Master." "I will release it and let you masturbate while I tongue-fuck your asshole." He made his tongue hard and pointy and fucked her little hole while she rubbed her swollen clit. Soon she was begging to cum. "Yes, you can cum," he told her. She gushed all over the sheets and screamed so loud he worried the neighbors might have heard. Nothing had ever made her cum so hard. He kept licking her asshole, and it seemed as if she would never stop cumming. "Do you know what I've been thinking about all day?" "No, Master, what?" "You riding my cock on the couch. I have read that some Masters don't ever let the slave get on top, but I think that's silly. You are, after all, serving my cock. My ex couldn't last a minute on top without cumming, and I'm pretty sure you will be the same way. She only gushed once, unfortunately. I seem to attract women who gush for some reason." "I'm sure you attract a lot of women, Master. If you find one to join us, I wouldn't object. As long as I could top her." "Oh really? You learn something new every day.... I'll keep that in mind. In the meantime I'm going to spread a couple of towels on the couch so you can service me with that tight nineteen-year-old pussy." She straddled his fat pole and began riding it. It seemed to hit the right spot every time she went down. In less than a minute she was begging to cum. "Yes, gush on that cock, you naughty little slut." He felt her gush all over his balls. Unlike pee, which comes out in a trickle, her cum would gush like a waterfall. He felt her nails draw blood on his back as she screamed in ecstasy. She took forever to finish cumming, and yet he could tell she was on the verge of cumming again. "Fuck that cock, you fucking whore. Fuck me till I cum." She clamped down on his cock tightly, trying to make him cum. She bit her lip, trying to hold off her own orgasm. She felt his hands squeezing her tight ass. When she felt a finger probe her asshole it was too much. "Please, Master, may I cum?" "No, I'm almost there. Wait for me." "Please, Master, I can't ..." "Ok, slut, cum with me." This time they both screamed. It was one of the most intense orgasms ever for the both of them. She held him tightly and shook with excitement. The Training of Christine Ch. 03 They shared email addresses so they could communicate better. Christine got an email that night asking if she could meet him in his office at nine-thirty. It didn't say why. Just short and to the point. So she tried to look extra pretty for him that morning. She knocked on the door. "Come in, it's open. Hello, Christine, lock the door behind you. Something has come up and I won't be able to see you until Monday afternoon. Now don't pout, it's not that long. Just the weekend. To carry you over, I thought you might like to suck me off right now. Or would you rather I fuck you?" "Take my ass, Master. Make it hurt until I can see you again." "As you wish. Bend your slutty ass over the desk. And be quiet or I'll fucking tape your mouth shut. And if you even try to tell me to stop I'll just fuck it harder, do you understand?" "Yes, Master, but you underestimate me. I want to please you so badly I would take any pain for you." She felt his finger probing her tight asshole, which had never been fully fucked. The lube felt ice cold. Slowly her asshole opened to his thick cock. She thought she would pass out from the pain at first, but it got better once he started thrusting. "Rub your clit, Christine." Oh God, that made it feel much better, she thought. Her pussy was dripping. She rubbed her clit hard, feeling an orgasm already building. He could tell she was close. "Don't cum yet, baby. Just a little bit longer." He grabbed her hips and pounded her tight ass. It felt amazing...so hot and tight. "Ok, cum with me. Quietly." He shot his cum in her ass, which was almost painfully tight from her orgasm. She could feel every squirt in her ass...much more so than when he came in her pussy. "Damn, that's some mighty fine ass you have there, baby. I'll have to give it a good licking as a reward on Monday." "It's your ass, Master. Any day or time you want it." Christine's ass hurt each time she sat down, but the pain only made her smile. It felt so good to pleasure him in such a naughty way. In his class she suggestively sucked on an oversized pen as he talked. What a naughty slut. She got home and was happy to be alone. She had a clitoral orgasm and then fucked her pussy to three more. She thought to herself that maybe that's why she cums so fast, from doing it so much. Afterwards she felt a tiny bit of sadness over having to wait until Monday to see him again. But she cheered up when he wrote to her and promised to save a full load she could suck out of him early Monday morning. He had written she was to be at his house at seven if possible. She wrote back saying she'd love to. She had plenty of homework to keep her busy. And she was going to a movie with a group of friends Saturday night. She got another email telling her not to cum on Sunday. She came anyway. He didn't get how unreasonable that request was. As a compromise she came only once. She got another email on Sunday telling her to take her morning piss in the shower through her panties and then change into white boy shorts. She thought that was an odd request but did it anyway...partly out of guilt for cumming the night before. She was instructed to go in his house without knocking and to lock the door behind her. She was to take off everything except the panties and get in his bed and suck him off the way she had been taught. It was still dark when she left the house. She was thrilled to know she'd be sucking his cock and receiving his full load of cum in her belly. The house was nice and warm. She found him in the bed naked...his beautiful cock hard and flat against his washboard stomach. She got into position and put a hand around the base of his cock. He could see that her panties were already soaked. She took all of his thickness she could get in her mouth. Pure heaven. "Oh yeah, that's so good, baby. I haven't cum since I came in your lovely mouth. You are such a good cock sucker. And I love how your tongue piercing feels on my cock. God, look at that sweet ass. I've never been in an ass that gripped me that hard." God, his cock tasted better each time she sucked it. She cupped her hand gently over his large shaved balls...hoping they soon give her breakfast. She jumped a little when he spanked her ass a few times. Then she moaned as two of his thick fingers filled her little hole. "You are so tight. I love to finger girls. Always have. I think it's one of the first things you learn to do to girls from other guys when you're growing up. It's always a thrill for me to finger a pussy for the first time. Hell, I love fingering you every day. Yeah, suck that cock, you sexy ass fucktoy of a tramp. You are suck a whore for my cock. My cock only. Oh fuck yeah, just like that, Christine. I want to cum so I can fuck that tight pussy hard this morning. I know it needs it." She took him in deep with a lot of suction. Trying to make it explode in her slutty mouth. There was little better in the world than having his big load splashing around her mouth. God, he came like a geyser, it seemed. And she loved it. She wanted him to cum all over her face sometime. But not now. It was for her. "Not much longer now, Christine. Just like that, baby. Oh yeah, I'm going to cum soon. Cumming now....AHHHGgggg!" She loved how his cock pumped all that cum into her mouth. It seemed never-ending. She waited for permission to remove it. But it didn't come. "Stay on that cock for a minute, Christine. I'm going to have you suck it in a minute and if it is ready, it can go straight in your pussy." She shuddered with excitement. Hell, some guys she'd been with were done after one orgasm. This man didn't even need to come down. She was one lucky girl, that's for sure. "Here, Christine, put this condom on my cock. I don't want to cum until you have cum ten times." "Ten times, Master?" "Yes, you can do it. Pretty damn fast too." She had a hard time getting the condom over his thick head but finally did and rolled it down. She slid down his cock and started fucking him. It wasn't long before she was making "I need to cum" noises. "Cum, you little cum slut." Once again her pussy erupted in a gigantic gush, wetting the sheet below. He let her ride out the orgasm. "Start fucking again." Once she started cumming, she just came faster and faster. At last she had cum ten times and she was sweating. He rolled her over and put her legs over his shoulder. He pulled off the condom and bent her knees back to her full breasts and pounded that pussy until he came. She came with him and gushed one last time. "Oh fuck, Master. I've never been fucked like that before!" "Me either. We are something special, aren't we?" "Yes we are, Master," she said with a smile. "Hey, maybe I'll call in sick today. Can you cut your other classes?" "I probably could. Not much going on today." "So you want to spend the day with me? We can ride out to the cabin and fuck outside." "But isn't it a little risky?" "Yeah, I guess so. But we can stay here. No one will bother me." "Ok, Master." "All right. Let me call the Dean with my sick voice. I'm never sick, so they won't think a thing." She smiled as he went into his office to call. She really hadn't expected this...a whole day with her Master. "That was easy enough. Let's just lie here and cuddle for a bit. I feel like a little nap." "Me too, Master. I was up extra early." They dozed on and off for ninety minutes, enjoying the heat of each other's body. Then Steve was awake, his insatiable cock growing hard against her warm little ass. She felt it was a big ass, but you know how women are. He started kissing and licking and biting her neck. That quickly woke Christine up and got her moist. "How can I please you, Master? Which one of my holes can give you the pleasure you seek?" "Well, there is one hole left I haven't fucked. I've been thinking about it since I fucked it on Friday. Let's give you a bath first." "So you can lick my ass, Master?" "You know it, baby." "Master, may I lick your ass too?" "Only if you really want to." "Oh God yes, Master. Your ass is so hot." Christine loved baths and showers. She loved both feeling warm, soapy hands on her body and washing her Master's body. Working her little finger into his tight asshole thrilled her. She had never licked an ass before, but feeling how much pleasure he gave her from that made her want to return the favor. They got each other's ass squeaky clean. "What I want you to do, Christine, is to lick every inch of my body below my neck. Start with my back. Stop when you get to my ass. Then start at my feet and lick up to my ass. Lick all of my ass except for the crack part. Then I'll turn over. Start at my feet and lick up to my balls. Don't get your mouth on my cock yet. Then up my chest. I'll turn over and you can worship my crack and asshole for a while. I'll turn over again and I want you to kiss every inch of my cock first. Then lick it. Then you can suck it. But not until I cum. I want to cum in your ass. Twice without pulling out. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master. I think I do. Back, legs, ass, legs, balls. chest, crack, and cock." "Good. We have plenty of time so don't rush." Christine loved to lick, but she had never given a full tongue licking like this before. The idea of her tongue being everywhere made her wet. Steve laid there like a king, enjoying her tongue, his cock hard the entire time. She was a little nervous about his ass but soon found out there were just good, erotic smells and tastes there. Feeling his ass suck on her tongue made her even wetter. She also loved kissing and licking his cock. She had never done that before either in this complete kind of way. He pulled her off his cock by her hair. Turned her over and spread her legs. Her ass opened up like only a woman's does. It looked so sweet. Again he wondered why she thought it was big. It wasn't. It was perfect. This time he didn't waste any time and went straight for her asshole. "Oh fuck yeah, Master, I love it." She couldn't help moving her ass like she was fucking his tongue. He forced it in her ass as deep as it would go. Fucking her tiny hole. She let out a huge moan as his finger found her clit. The two sensations were too much. She asked to cum. "Yes, you may," he said, licking her anus as she screamed bloody murder. Her ass was still a little tender from Friday's fuck as he lubed her up. But not so much that she couldn't take it. And she wanted it even more than last time. Never before had she felt so filled by a cock. Yes, it hurt at the beginning, but that soon faded into pleasure. She felt even tighter this time if that were possible. He took his pleasure quickly, shooting the hot cum in her ass, knowing he'd fuck her twice there. He was still for about a minute. "Squeeze my cock, baby, as tight as you can." Her ass massaged his cock. It was staying hard. He fucked her longer this time. Long enough for her to cum on his cock. Nothing felt as amazing as that to him. As usual, she washed his cock and balls and then got his cock, which had just been in her ass, in her mouth. It felt so hot and naughty. "Let's get back in bed. I have something we need to talk about." She cuddled against his chest. "You know that guy with the blog, WriterDom?" "Yes." "Well he and I have been talking. I'm going away next weekend and he is coming here. Staying in my house. You are to serve him like you do me." "Oh my God. Really? And you are ok with this?" "Yes, answer one thing and be honest. Are you in love with him?" "Yes, I have to say I am." "I can tell. There is something missing between us. I can see it on your face at times. Like you aren't fully here. I don't know what future you and I have together. He seems a little possessive of you. I guess we'll find out later." "Does he know we've been fucking?" "Yes, but he truly does love you. I think he'll be past it." "I'm a little scared now." "You were with me too. You'll be fine. I can't see you anymore this week except in class." "Thank you. For everything."