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Tawnya's Training, Chapter 1

Date: 9/20/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

the zipper reached the bottom and unclipped it fell fully open and I slipped the dress off my shoulders, allowing it to fall into a pink puddle behind me on the floor. I took a small step forward to clear the dress and I was left wearing my bra, panties, thigh-top nylons, and heels. He studied me for a moment, his blue eyes taking in my form. I watched him, searching his face for some sign of approval. But his face didn't show any reaction at all. If the man played poker, he would be very good! "Now remove the bra," he said flatly and without a hint of emotion. I moved my hands up to unclip the front of my bra, my 40DDD's now free and my nipples hardening even further in the coolness of the room. I stood there with my hands to my sides as his eyes took in what I had now exposed. "Your tits and nipples are even bigger than I expected. Very lovely, but I hope they are more than just decoration. I enjoy using and abusing a good set of tits, and I hope they enjoy being played with. Are those nipples sensitive?" "Oh, yes, very sensitive! I love having my tits played with," I said. That was when I learned that this Master meant business. In a flash faster than I could process, he covered the three or four steps between us, grabbing my nipple in between his fingers and was pinching it so hard it almost brought tears to my eyes. "You will answer my questions with Master, do you hear me whore?" he growled menacingly as he twisted my poor nipple. "Yes Master! Owwch! I'm sorry, Master! ... Please!" I yelped as my knees got wobbly. I tried to spin to counter his twisting, but he just pulled up as he twisted harder. "That's better. Remember this, because the next time I won't be so easy on you," he said. "Easy on me, shit!" I thought to myself, "I'd hate to see him pissed if that was easy!" "Before you leave here tonight, your tits are going to be well-used, I assure you," he commented. He put his hands on my huge tits and his strong fingers just simply sunk into them as he kneaded the creamy flesh deeply. Repeatedly, all ten fingers dug in deeply and my tits were mauled and pawed as if they were two globs of bread dough. He thumbed my hard nipples and rolled the thick nubs between his fingers. I tilted my head back, closing my eyes and mewling softly as his hands worked my tits. "Just getting them warmed up properly. Now we can get started," he said with a wicked grin. With that he grabbed my big nipples, pinching them hard. For what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a few moments, Michael's surprisingly firm hands and strong digits took my nipples on a journey of intense yet wonderfully pleasurable pain. With my nipples in his vise-like grip he pulled them upwards, lifting me up on my tip-toes, before letting go. He held them up, stretching my tits, and then shook them brutally, making my whole tits quiver as he did. Then he pulled my nipples outwards apart and then inwards towards each other, stretching my tits as he did. He varied his actions as ...