1. Tawnya's Training, Chapter 1


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

    he worked my tits, but his intensity remained extreme throughout. "Ohhh... I moaned as the pain shot through my nipples even as my cunt began to throb. My first moan was greeted with a stern warning, "Don't moan yet, this is just the beginning. Shut up and take it, whore." As hard as it was, I restrained myself from further vocalizations, for now. I reached up to take hold of his hands, hoping to alleviate some of the pressure, but I was rewarded with a slap across the face. "Put those hands behind your back and don't you move them!" he said angrily. I moved my hands behind me as he directed, and he began slapping my tits repeatedly and without pause, alternating between one another. "Ohhh... god... ohhh...fuck..." I moaned as the slaps rained down on my tits. The once pale and creamy flesh had begun to take on a pinkish hue from his abuse. Then as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. "Very good. I can see your tits do have potential. We are going to have fun with these in the future," he said. I stood there panting and trembling as my tits burned. "Now that we have seen what your tits can do, let's have a look at that cunt of yours. Drop your panties," he said. As I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my undies, he commented on their condition. "It looks like those panties have gotten a bit soiled. Have I excited you so easily, whore?" he said mockingly. "Yes Master," I said looking down and blushing a bit. I finished pulling down my panties and seeing his ...
    outstretched hand, gave them to him. He deeply inhaled my aroma from my panties and I felt my knees go weak again as I watched. Then he placed the garment in his pocket. "From this moment on, you will not wear panties when in my presence, except when I give you permission, understand?" he said. "Yes, Master." "Good now come here," he said as sat down on the edge of the bed. I stepped over to him and he pulled me closer between his knees. "Put your hands on your head and lace your fingers together. Keep them there until I tell you to move them, understand?" "Yes, Master," I said, following his directions. He ran his hands up my nylon clad legs, lightly caressing them as he moved closer to my core. His touch was like tiny lightning bolts running from my pussy and up my spine to my brain. I shivered as he touched me and I could feel my pussy getting wet. Once his hands reached my hips, he slid them around to grab handfuls of my ass cheeks. Pulling my ass apart he used his finger tips to rub between them, brushing against my pussy lips and circling my tiny puckered asshole. "Ohhh god, Master!" I whimpered as I felt his fingers brush across my fat cunt lips. He smiled, "So you like me teasing your cunt do you? You like to have that drooling, filthy slit fingered?" "Oh yesss, Master..." I moaned as I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling. "Well then, perhaps if you begged me, I might be persuaded to finger you more seriously." "Oh. Please," I requested, my voice some where between pleading and ...