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Tina breathed deeply through her nose as her orgasm built. The pleasure wasn’t her’s alone, the kneeling figure beneath her was in heaven, his tongue in her vagina, as Tina breathed deeply through her nose as her orgasm built. His tongue probed her vagina, then between her thin lips and swirling under her clit hood and over the real pleasure centre. Her head was thrown back as a surge of pleasure coursed through her petite frame and she grunted and gasped, as she ground her perfectly hemispherical bottom into his face, following up with something in Spanish which he didn’t figure out. She reached down and put her hand under his chin, his throat was already stretched backwards and she growled “suck my clit.”
The words seemed to not only galvanise his technique but made his already throbbing erection to jerk. Tina looked down and smiled then shifted her weight to her left foot which meant she could lift her right foot into his crotch, pushing his erection down until he gasped in pain. “Shut up and pleasure me, if you know what’s good for you.” she growled rather menacingly,
Her hand on his throat meant she could grind her cunt harder against his mouth and after just a couple of minutes her orgasm began to take over. She jerked several times, cried out several more until the wave of sheer pleasure engulfed her as she came in his mouth. Her cunt juice covered his tongue and she gyrated her hips covering his face in her musky sticky cum.
Eventually she let go of his throat, put both feet on the lavish carpet then stood, took one pace forward and then turned to observe the kneeling Captain. His back was against the high bed his head thrown back on the white cotton sheet as he gasped for air.
Tina stepped forward and leaned over him, deliberately pressing the sole of her left foot into his cock, shifting her weight as she crushed his erection again his testicles. He gasped at the immediate discomfort and Tina leaned right over him and kissed him through his moans, invading his mouth with her insistent tongue. The kiss was long and deep and when she broke it she growled “look at me.” The Captain opened his eyes and she whispered “If you want there to be a next time then you’d better improve, is that understood Capitano?”
He could barely speak but managed a hoarse “Yes.”
Tina grabbed his face between her thumb and three fingers “And you will address me as Mistress. Is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress.” he gasped.
“Good. I can see you are going to need some intensive training if you’re going to be any use to me as a slave.”
The word shocked him and he whispered breathlessly “Is that all you think of me?”
She stepped back half a pace, smiled and emitted a small laugh “Captain, that’s all I think of any man. Unless they have an enormous cock of course, which you don’t as if you didn’t already know that.”
“I always though it was above average size.” which it was given that the latest research said that the average cock length was actually about five and a half inches. He had measured now and again over the years and depending on where you measured it between had at least six and a half inches. More importantly he had never had any complaints, well not until now that is. The petite woman leaning over him obviously had a different comment which slapped rather than dented his ego, but he said nothing.
“Well it certainly isn’t above my average.” she said leaning into him and whispered “I usually require at least twenty, maybe twenty three.”
His eyes widened in incomprehension. Tina smirked at him and said “Centimetres slave.” then threw her head back and laughed. She stood upright and put her hands on her hips.
He looked up at her and the wondered, that wondered, pummelled his brain again and he gasped for breath, desperate to regain some sort of control. He knew that 25.4 cm was ten inches, so 23 must be about 9 inches, and 20 about 8 inches. The wondered of such a petite girl taking 8 or 9 inches was something he’d really like to see. It was a wondered that shocked him. He wanted her for himself but watching her get fucked by a monster cock made his own meagre (her words) erection twitch.
She stood over him, looked down and said “I suppose you want to fuck me now.” It wasn’t a question but an obvious statement.
“Yes.”
She kicked him gently but firmly in the balls and he doubled up more from shock than actual pain. “It’s yes Mistress. Never forget that or you can forget about fucking me.”
He managed to gasp “Yes Mistess.”
She smirked at her control over him. “There is of course a price to pay for that.”
He managed to ask “Yes of course Mistress.” unaware of what that price was. Was it monetary? He couldn’t see that hapoening but what? He didn’t have to wait long to figure out.
She stepped backwards one step and crooked her index finger for him to stand then waved her hand dismissively and told him to lie on the bed, his head near the bottom corner. She told him to turn over on his front and she walked past him to his wardrobe. Opening it she immediately located a tie of which there were several, pulled it off the rail, turned and walked back towards him.
“Cross your wrists behind your back”, which he did without hesitation and she lifted her leg over his head and sat on the back of his neck. It didn’t take her long to expertly tied his wrists together.
Her next move shocked him as she walked to the bedroom door, unlocked it and walked out into the dayroom and beyond to his desk. From where he lay he couldn’t see her. She opened the top middle desk drawer but didn’t discover whatever it was she was looking for, so closed it and opened the top right drawer. Aha, there they were! Just what she needed.
She turned back and went into the dayroom. As she had passed through the dayroom the first time she had failed to notice that both her discarded clothes, the black dress, the sheer black underwear and tights and his shirt and shorts had been neatly folded and placed on the daybed, two piles side by side. So the Captain’s steward or stewardess had silently entered and cleared up. The tea cup and saucer were also gone, obviously taken to be washed up. Was he/she coming back? Oh well, at least they would be impressed that the Captain was having some afternoon delight even though it wasn’t yet even lunchtime.
Tina picked up her tights, held them vertically and began to cut the legs off, high up on the hip, made a couple of vertical cuts about two or three inches from the top, then sat and put them on her legs. She reached up and removed the black ribbons from her hair then threaded the ribbons through the cuts, fashioning them into garters and tied them in big bows on the outside of her thighs. She looked down and wondered that for an improvisation it wasn’t too bad, not bad at all. She slipped her feet into her shoes and went back into the bedroom locking the door behind her.
As she walked through the door his eyes were wide in amazement. Her improvised stockings looked absolutely beautiful and she stopped barely inches from his face.
“Well?” was all she said.
That wondered again crashed through his brain and he struggled to breathe. All he could manage was “Thank you Mistress. You look even more magnificent.”
Magnificent or even moreso, she liked
She leaned over his back her left thigh against his left shoulder, her firm breasts pressing into his hands and supported herself on one forearm. She looked at her nails painted glossy black and with fingers spread in a claw shape sank them into his creamy white buttock. He gasped as she did so and she released her grip shifted her fingers ever so slightly and repeated the action. She released him again leaned across to his other cheek and rubbed her fingers across it, outside to in, and raked her nails firmly but quite gently up towards his waist and the ever so cute dimples in his lower back either side of his bound wrists. She was of course expert at knowing how hard to dig without breaking flesh but had already decided on a different tack. He expected the nails to go in again but unseen by him she raised her hand to shoulder height, stopped wondered twice about it and raised her hand a foot higher, paused and then brought her hand down at the speed of light onto his right buttock. He grunted but before he could say anything she repeated the spank on his left cheek.
He grunted again and struggled to breathe.
“Do you want me to stop slave?”
He grunted again and she slapped his bottom again, this time across both cheeks.
“I asked you a question. Do you want me to continue?”
Clearly the question had changed and his head whirled with which answer to give.
“Please.” was all he could manage.
“Please Mistress if the correct response. But is it please stop or please continue?”
He hesitated and she spanked him twice more, one to each cheek.
“Well?”
“Please Mistress, is this what you meant by a price to pay?”
“Goodness no. This is just a preamble, which we’ll do every time we have a session.”
“Please Mistress.” He paused and then gasped out “Please continue Mistress.”
Tina smiled to herself and instead of spanking him more she shuffled backwards and stood up.
“Turn over.” She commanded and as he did so without hesitation but with a degree of difficulty. She then raised her delightfully stocking clad left leg and she sat on his face. She ground her cunt onto his mouth. She looked down his body and bit her bottom lip her top lip looked like a cross between a snarl and a smile, ecstatic at not only having his tongue between her lips, swirling around her clit then into her hot wet fuck hole but the fact that his cock was hard and throbbing with pre cum bubbling out over the shiny purple head.
It didn’t take her long to come as she directed him where to lick, when to suck her clit and to swallow her cunt juice as it ran out of her onto his eager, more than eager, tongue.
She gasped for breath through her orgasm and then shuffled forwards down his body and holding his cock at the base, lifted her arse and sunk the aforementioned meagre cock into her hot wet cunt.
The Captain had raised his head in order to see his cock disappear inside her and then again and again as she rode him.
Naturally it didn’t take long to get him close to coming. Tina noticed the change in his breathing, the noises he began to make and looked over her shoulder at him.
“Don’t you dare!”
“Pardon Mistress?”he asked bemused.
“Don’t you dare come with asking for my permission. Not now, now ever! Is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress. Please may I come Mistress, please I beg you.”
Without even answering Tina moved backwards, returning to her previous position rubbing her cunt over his mouth as he frantically tried to get his tongue inside her. But Tina continued backwards until her feet could reach the deck, then stood, turned around and sat back onto his face. He made his tongue long and hard and pushed it between her lips and into her vagina. Tina began humping his head so that he was tongue fucking her. Her fingers parted her lips and she began to rub and flick her clit with her middle finger.
Another orgasm began to rise in her cunt and she ground into his face. When it arrived it was her most powerful for quite some time, which surprised her and she gasped her way through it before standing hands on hips as she fought to control her breathing.
She turned and said “Well?”
“Thank you Mistress, thank you for coming on my tongue.”
She purse her lips and nodded “l should think so. Do not forget to thank me for giving you my orgasm. Is that clear?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you.”
She stepped forward and climbed onto the bed alongside his left flank.
“Turn over onto your back” She turned herself so she was sideways onto him and looked down at his bottom. It certainly wasn’t her favourite shade of rosy red but that she decided that would soon change.
“How many strokes have you received?”
“I…I don’t know Mistress. Seven? Maybe eight?” In truth he didn’t know.
“Well that won’t do. In future when I spank you you will count your strokes out loud, and after every six you will say thank you Mistress, please may I have another six?”
“Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”
“Well? Would you like another six or not?”
“Yes please Mistress. Please may I be spanked another six times?”
“Do you want them hard?”
“Yes please Mistress.”
“I hadn’t finished. Or extra hard?”
He struggled to breath and in barely a whisper answered “Hard Please Mistress.”
“Hmph!” she retorted in derision, “Extra hard it is then. Count!”
The first stroke landed across his right cheek and it was much hard than the first few.
He gasped and gave a little outburst of surprise more than shock, but forgot to start the count.
“How many strokes would you like slave?”
He had no idea what the answer should be but said “Twelve please Mistress.”
“Twelve? Twelve is barely a warm up. The first spanking of a session will always be thirty six. Subsequent spanking or rather spankings plural will depend on how you perform. Failure to count correctly means that the spanking will start again from zero. Is that understood slave?”
“Yes Mistress, thank you.”
“We will start from the beginning. Count.”
Her hand flashed down onto his bottom, he had barely said “One” when the second hit his other cheek. “Two” was caught in his throat as the third landed. The first six landed equally on both cheeks.
“Six. Thank you Mistress, please may I have six more?”
She barely acknowledged him before before resuming this time solely on his right cheek.
If like me you love watching a dominant female spanking a male slave then you would no doubt savour each and every stroke delivered and would love to hear his count, but I’ll leave it to you4 imagination and we’ll fast forward a little.
“Twelve. Thank you Mistress, please may I be spanked another six times?”
The spanking continued and once it reached twenty four, twelve to each cheek the strokes were delivered alternatively to each cheek until they had reached thirty six.
“Thirty six. Thank you Mistress, please may I be spanked another six times?”
“You may but later, my hand is rather hot now. Your next one will be with my paddle, over my knee. Is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress. Thank you, thank you so much.”
“Open your legs.”
He spread his feet as wide as he could and she steadied herself with her left hand on the small of his back and then gripped his shaven scrotum in her right palm. She sank her nails into his ball sack and he gasped in pain.
“I do wish I’d brought my ball stretchers. I have a nice collection at home.”
She dug her nails in again and he gasped. “Because this tight little scrotum definitely requires stretching.”
She glanced down at her watch, disappointed that she was gonna have to go soon in order to get ready for the next fucking game show. However before that there was one further lesson today.
She released his scrotum and told him to roll over away from her. She mounted him, facing him this time and leaned forward, gripping him by the hair with her right hand and with her left hand guided her left breast into his mouth, effectively gagging him.
She continued to ride the ‘meagre cock’ (She thought if a cock extension might be ordered, as in her comment it was certainly required) until he was close to coming. He tried to ask her permission to come but she continued to gag him with her breast. His head thrashed around and she pulled her breast from his mouth.
He got as far as “Please Mistress” when his cock exploded in her cunt, flooding her with come and his orgasm had him thrashing his head around.
She waited until it had subsided before stopping then said “How dare you come in me without my permission slut?”
“Please Mistress, I couldn’t speak. I tried to ask, to beg you.”
“You didn’t try nearly hard enough.” She crossed her arms and continued to sit astride him.
“So, I give you the opportunity to demonstrate your suitability to be trained to serve me. And now you’ve forced me to take action due to your selfishness.”
She peeled herself away from him, both of their bodies drenched in sweat and climbed off the bed. She stood at the end of the bed, hands on hips, waited until he had regained his breath then stepped forward and sat directly on his face. He tried to protest but as his hands were still bound behind him he could do little except lie there.
“Due to your failure to obey the simplest of my commands you have brought me to this. I was going to give you the chance to ask me to do this, in order to prove your devotion to me. However your selfish behaviour means that I have decided that in future you will lick every drop of cum out of my cunt. Is that clear slut?”
He couldn’t speak but just moaned, his tongue slipping easily into her as she flexed her vaginal muscles and pushed the creamy combination of her juices and his own cum into his mouth.
The smile on her face was wide and the look on her face one of sheer satisfaction of a job well done. She knew then that this was gonna be a good trip, a very good trip.
To be continued in Part 3. between her thin lips and swirling under her clit hood and over the real pleasure centre. Her head was thrown back as a surge of pleasure coursed through her petite frame and she grunted and gasped, following up with something in Spanish which he didn’t figure out. She reached down and put her hand under his chin, his throat was already stretched backwards and she growled “suck my clit.”
The words seemed to not only galvanise his technique but made his already throbbing erection to jerk. Tina looked down and smiled then shifted her weight to her left foot which meant she could lift her right foot into his crotch, pushing his erection down until he gasped in pain. “Shut up and pleasure, if you know what’s good for you.” she growled rather menacingly,
Her hand on his throat meant she could grind her cunt harder against his mouth and after just a couple of minutes her orgasm began to take over. She jerked several times, cried out several more until the wave of sheer pleasure engulfed her as she came in his mouth. Her cunt juice covered his tongue and she gyrated her hips covering his face in her musky sticky cum.
Eventually she let go of his throat, put both feet on the lavish carpet then stood, took one pace forward and then turned to observe the kneeling Captain. His back was against the high bed his head thrown back on the white cotton sheet as he gasped for air.
Tina stepped forward and leaned over him, deliberately pressing the sole of her left foot into his cock, shifting her weight as she crushed his erection again his testicles. He gasped at the immediate discomfort and Tina leaned right over him and kissed him through his moans, invading his mouth with her insistent tongue. The kiss was long and deep and when she broke it she growled “look at me.” The Captain opened his eyes and she whispered “If you want there to be a next time then you’d better improve, is that understood Capitano?”
He could barely speak but managed a hoarse “Yes.”
Tina grabbed his face between her thumb and three fingers “And you will address me as Mistress. Is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress.” he gasped.
“Good. I can see you are going to need some intensive training if you’re going to be any use to me as a slave.”
The word shocked him and he whispered breathlessly “Is that all you think of me?”
She smiled and emitted a small laugh “Captain, that’s all I think of any man. Unless they have an enormous cock of course, which you don’t as if you didn’t know that already.”
“I always though it was above average size.” which it was given that the latest research said that the average cock length was actually about five and a half inches. He had measured now and again over the years and depending on where you measured it between had at least six and a half inches. More importantly he had never had any complaints, well not until now that is. The petite woman leaning over him obviously had a different comment which slapped rather than dented his ego, but he said nothing.
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