1. Tawnya's Training, Chapter 1


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

    begging. "Please?" he taunted. "Oh God, yes. Yes, please finger my pussy. I want your fingers inside me so bad..." I let my voice trail off. "Is your cunt wet? "Yes, Master, my cunt is wet," I answered, the lust in my voice obvious now. "Spread your legs wide," he instructed. I spread them. He began playing lightly with my clit, circling it and flicking it with his finger, each time causing me to jump and moan aloud. Then he thrust two finger uncomfortably hard and deep into my steaming hole. "Oh, God... Oh fuck," I moaned, "Please finger my cunt... please," I moaned writhing, trying to increase the stimulation. He started finger-fucking me faster, harder. "You are such a slut," he spit at me. He punctuated it with a violent thrust of his fingers, making me cry out. His fingers churned inside my pussy and I was getting close to cumming. I could feel myself getting higher and higher and as I approached the edge I was panting and moaning. My knees were getting weak and my legs were trembling as they tried to hold me up. "Please, Master... please let me cum... please," I pleaded. "So you want to cum now do you?" he asked. "Yes, Master... please... please make me cum, please, please, please..." I whimpered like a little girl. "You certainly are a needy whore aren't you? What will you give me if I let you cum?" he asked. "Anything, Master, I'll do anything you want, just please, please, make me cum!" I said, even more desperate now. Begging always turned me on and with him ...
    continuing to churn my pussy and clit it drove me nuts! I was swaying back and forth slightly as I stood in front of him, struggling to maintain the position he wanted. "Well my dirty little whore, I am Master and I can get anything I want anytime. Your offering me anything I want is irrelevant. But since this is our first time together, I will grant your request," he said. He stood up quickly grabbing me by the throat sinking his fingers into my neck and gripping me tight enough that it was difficult, but not impossible to breathe. My cunt gushed as he took control of me, possessing me and claiming me as his. He spun me around and threw me to the bed. I landed on my back and, without thinking, I spread my legs wide for him. He took hold of my throat once more and smiled down on me, a wicked, mischievous smile that told me he knew something was about to happen. He began by slapping my tits again, first one, then the other, over and over quickly and without stopping. I started squirming and writhing under his assault, but with his hand on my throat, I wasn't going anywhere. After he had pinked up my tits again, he moved down and gave my cunt a couple smacks as well. "Oww! Oh god Master!" I yelped as his hand found my cunt and slapped it hard. Then he shoved his middle two fingers into my soaked honey-hole and used the outer two fingers to keep my lips pulled apart. Curling his middle fingers up slightly, he found my spongy soft g-spot and with short rapid jerking movements he soon ...