Page 10 of Man and Master

“And the first rule is this,” the tenor of his voice became a warning. “When my cock is deep inside a submissive’s pussy, it is purely for my pleasure. I never ever fuck a submissive to stimulate her. In such situations, it is the woman’s role to focus her attention on making her pussy as tight and pleasurable for me as possible. That’s what I expect. That’s why I fuck her – for my own needs and nothing more.”

Gabriele grunted. Joshua’s fingers were pressing at the fabric of her panties, taunting her mercilessly. She moved her hips a little in the hope to meet his touch with those aching parts of her sex, but Joshua pulled his hand away as punishment, and then swatted her lightly across the ass.

“Stay still!” he commanded.

She went limp with a shuddering sigh. Joshua pushed her legs a little wider apart. The material between her thighs was rucked up into twisted creases. When he ran his fingers back between her legs, they became quickly coated in the damp slick rush of her juices.

“If I want to arouse a submissive, I do it with toys, my fingers or my tongue because those methods give me absolute control. They allow me to increase pleasure… and to take it away. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” There was an ache and a need in the strain of her words. Joshua smiled knowingly to himself.

“So a submissive must learn the pose I have placed you in, and learn to focus her attention on only her pussy. Because this is the way you would be fucked – bent over the table, or on your hands and knees. And with every thrust of my cock I would expect you to direct your will and your body to giving me pleasure. Nothing else… certainly not your own need to orgasm.”

“Yes, Master!” Gabriele’s response was almost an agonized cry for relief. Joshua left her stretched out on the rack of her desire while his fingers brushed away the strap of her panties and slid directly over the sensitive wet folds of her pussy. His touch was a tantalizing graze; like a fleeting kiss that gave her no chance for relief.

“Do you want to cum?” he whispered the dark temptation.

“Yes… Yes, please, Master!”

Joshua stepped to the far side of the room He could see the enticing wet gap of Gabriele’s pussy, her body seeming to tingle with the electric urge for release. The room filled with the heady aroma of her sex and the soft rhythmic groans of her breath.

“Then make yourself cum,” he said casually. “While I watch you.”

Gabriele was literally shaking with the desperate need to orgasm.

She had never felt so turned on in her life, bent over with her legs parted shamelessly and her pussy leaking juices down the inside of her thighs.

Joshua had made her feel felt like a brazen sexy whore, and the sensation filled her with delight; her body spread and displayed, her primal hunger for release made impossible to ignore. And knowing that Joshua was watching her with the cunning eyes of a predator intensified the acute perversion of it all. She felt exposed and vulnerable. She felt like a wanton wicked woman.

She was helpless to resist him, or her own need.

Gabriele reached down tentatively between her legs and was shocked at how wet her pussy was. Her fingers slipped within the slick coating of her arousal and jammed against her clit. She groaned aloud with relief. The touch of her hand was like a soothing salve; the pressure eased momentarily, and she teased herself until her ache became so urgent that she started to sob through every breath. Her whole body felt on fire, and she could hear the pound of her pulse in her ears, hammering like the ragged beat of a drum.

Joshua watched with narrowed assessing eyes. Nothing escaped him. He studied the way Gabriele’s fingers slid slowly along the length of her sex, and the teasing way she pushed her fingers inside herself. Everything she did, Joshua committed to memory.

Gabriele had clenched her teeth as the strain began in her arms, spreading through the rest of her body. Her fingers felt like they were blurring as they brushed across her clit. She gulped a last lungful of air and then her pussy tingled with the numbness that preceded orgasm.

Joshua’s timing was cruel and perfect.

“Stop!” he ordered Gabriele when she was right on the edge of coming. His command cut through the fog of her wicked fantasies, and she faltered in confusion, torn between the primal need to finish what she had started, and the persistent interruption of his voice.

“Stop!”

Behind the dark veil of the blindfold she was in complete turmoil, instinct railing against intuitive obedience.

At last Gabriele’s hand slowed then stilled, one finger still pressed firm against her clit, feeling its throbbing pulse. The breath she had been holding escaped her lips in a sigh that sounded like the petulant whine of a child denied a treat. Slowly, the tension went from Gabriele’s body and she slumped there, still twitching. Her pussy was wide open.

Gabriele heard Joshua’s footsteps and imagined him close behind her.

“Stand,” he gave a one-word command and she obeyed, straightening and stretching and still shaking. Joshua came close behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. His hands became busy then, sliding up to knead her breasts and then possessively reaching down between her legs. She shuffled her feet apart wantonly and gave him free access to her pussy. He ran his fingers along the slit of her sex. He teased her clit until she started to tremble again.

“You must obey every instruction instantly,” his voice explained stern and gruff in her ear. “I will not repeat myself ever again.”

“Yes, Master,” she choked out the words because as he spoke, one of his fingers spread the lips of Gabriel’s pussy apart and then dipped tentatively inside her. Gabriele shuddered and a flush of prickling heat washed over her. She had her head thrown back; Joshua’s hands roaming over her like Gabriele was his property.

“Your pussy is mine, Gabriele. That means it is to be used for my pleasure, and only for my satisfaction or gratification. In future, whenever you step into this room, you will present yourself to me for inspection… and you will no longer orgasm without my express permission. Do you understand?”

Joshua spun Gabriele around in his arms and snatched the blindfold from her eyes. They were face-to-face, his eyes dark and demanding, her chin lifted as if she were trying to remember this moment forever.

Then he froze suddenly and his face was expressionless, the lusting fire extinguished in an instant. His breathing was regulated, his hands steady. He stared at Gabriele dispassionately, and she was appalled by his composure… and how raggedly aroused she was in comparison.

Gabriele was naked, and wet and aching. Her entire body craved the sweet release of orgasm so that she felt the need like a keen ache deep in the pit of her stomach.

“That will do for tonight,” Joshua’s voice was a monotone.

Gabriele flinched. The sting of his rebuttal hurt more than any slap from Randall ever had.

“You mean… you mean you don’t want to…?”

“What?”

“You don’t want to fuck me?” Gabriele whispered.

“No,” Joshua’s voice was emphatic. He stared at her.

She lowered her head under the withering force of his glare. “Did I do something wrong?”

Joshua’s expression was blank. “That depends,” he said. “Did you learn anything from tonight?”

She let out a long breath and with it went the tension and the lingering flicker of her ache to orgasm. Suddenly she felt cold, as though she was standing in the shadow of Joshua’s disfavor.

“That I can’t cum without your permission,” Gabriele said.

Joshua arched his eyebrows. “Anything else?”

She thought back and analyzed how she had felt… and how he had made her to feel. “That I have to be obedient.”

Joshua stepped so close to Gabriele that he needed only to lean forward to capture her mouth with a kiss. The realization made Gabriele’s heart trip and skip.

“You are a body for my pleasure,” Joshua said softly. “Repeat it.”

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“I am a body for your pleasure, Master,” Gabriele said dutifully.

“Remember that,” Joshua insisted. “Because that is the real lesson from tonight’s session. Your body is no longer your own. It belongs to me until this course is completed. That means I will use you for my pleasure and my entertainment. It also means that you must never, ever orgasm without my express permission. And it means you must shift your thinking beyond your own needs for release.”

“I understand.”

Joshua looked unconvinced. Boldly, he reached between Gabriele’s legs and slid a finger deep inside her pussy. She felt her body spasm and clench to hold him within her as her legs buckled and she felt her eyes begin to roll up into her head. She was so close to cumming.

“Repeat it,” Joshua insisted.

“I’m a body for your pleasure,” she croaked.

“Again.”

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