Educating Sara (closed for FriskyForest)

Dirk was very much enjoying the show that Sara was putting on. She was getting into the role of his sex slave very well. As if she could read his mind and knew exactly what he had been thinking, she reached down and removed the bottom piece of her outfit also handing it to him. There she was completely naked save the collar.

“Oh my pet we will get to the comfort of home soon enough but first we have a few more things that we need to pick up. Then when we get home I assure you that there will be plenty for me to enjoy.” Still holding on to the leash he turned back to the wall of bondage paraphernalia looking intently at several items. Then he spoke to the two ladies that continued to show interest in what Sara was doing, “excuse me ladies but I am going to have to be purchasing several items for my sexy slave here I’m wondering if you might be able to help me out and give me your input on what I should get.”

He pulled a package of leather 4 buckle suspension cuffs from the wall and showed it to the two girls. “Hmm these ought to work nicely for when my sexy slave is in need of punishment. All I need is a strong screw eye in the ceiling and she could be hanging helplessly for her punishment. How about that?” Then he picked up a spreader bar. “I like this one just in case she has trouble keeping her legs spread for me.” Dirk held the spreader bar up in front of Sara with a mischievous grin on his face, “although I really couldn’t see that happening, but just in case we might go ahead and get it.”

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The third item that Dirk found was a chain set of nipple and clit clamps. “Oh I’ve just got to have this one. My slave’s nipples are so sensitive that she will enjoy this immensely." By now the two girls were totally captivated by what was going on between Sara and Dirk. They stayed close wondering what more this guy would pick up for his slave. “Wouldn’t you two love to see how this looks in place? I’ll take it out of the package if you two will do the honors and put the clamps in place.” He handed the chain to the girls wondering which one would get the honor of putting the clit clamp in place.

Each of the girls took a nipple clamp and set about pinching and pulling one of Sara’s nipples to prepare for attaching the clamps. Once her nipples were extremely hard the clamps were set in place. Then the busty red head took the final clamp and knelt down in front of Sara. She looked up at her and said, “You are going to have to spread your legs for me just a little sweetie. I’m going to have to play with your clit and get it nice and aroused before I can put the clamp on.”

Dirk watched with amazement. “I’m sorry that I didn’t get your name but I’m wondering if you might tell me if my slave’s pussy is as wet as I think it is?”
 
Suddenly, Sara broke away from the crowd and ran into the dressing rooms. Her hands shaking, she removed the slave toys and put her dress on. She sat on the floor of the tiny room with her head down and her arms around her knees, dreading what would happen next. Sure enough, Dirk tore in after her. Sara knew what she was in for by running away. She heard his heavy footsteps, which stopped right before her. Sara shook a little as she slowly looked up at him.

She spoke quietly, "I'm your slave, no one else's. No one but you will touch me. I don't want anyone else near me like that. I thought you liked me. And I like you, otherwise I wouldn't want to be your slave."

She took a breath and let it out, continuing, "I don't mean to disobey you. I did like the feeling that those things gave me. It was very exciting. I just don't feel comfortable having someone other than you using them on me. You said it'd be ok for me to tell you how I feel. You said."

Sex with Dirk was incredibly exciting and satisfying. But at this point, she needed her master's compassion above all else. Would he be sympathetic?

She stood up and watched him, tentatively, taking in his demeanor - intimidating, overpowering, intense - the qualities that had excited but now terrified her. She looked at him for a little while and then gently put her arms around him.

"Let me please you and no one else but you," she pleaded, barely whispering, "If I need to be punished for running away and putting my clothes back on, then take care of it when we get back to my house. Please?"
 
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Dirk put his hand under her chin and lifted her face so that his eyes were locked with hers, B]“Sara, my pet, I am so sorry that I put you in a situation that was so uncomfortable for you. It is not my intention of sharing you with anyone and that was not what was happening just now. It is unfortunate that you chose the course of action you did. I’m sure you realize that by running away from me and getting dressed without permission you will be punished, and that will be reserved till we get back home.” [/B]

“As for now I want you to remove your dress and I will attach the nipple and clit clamps to you. You will put your pink collar with the leash attached back on. Then you may get dressed and come out and give me the other end of the leash.” Dirk watched as she slowly removed her dress and he picked up the chain set, securing the three clamps in place. Once the clamps were in place he left the dressing room for her to finish up.

At the register he laid down the packaging for the chain set saying, “she will be wearing this one home.” The he put down the two piece chain and leather set, the pink bondage set, the spreader bar and the suspension cuffs. “I’m going to pick up just a few more things.” Dirk picked out a small butt plug, a medium sized vibrator, a paddle to go along with the pink whip and finally a remote controlled vibrating egg for a very special use.

When he laid all his extra items on the counter he told the sales girl, “I think that this will be all we need for a while.” Just then he turned and Sara was standing there next to him holding the end of the leash
 
Sara did as she was told. She took off her dress, let Dirk apply the various clips (Sara knew that Dirk could feel her wetness while he put the clips back on), and then she put her dress back on. She fastened the leash around her collar, and went out of the dressing room to join Dirk. She was grateful that he didn’t yell and scream and then make her stand naked again before the other customers while they touched her. She was also grateful that he said he never meant for her to be in an uncomfortable situation, proving that he was compassionate.

However…she knew that running away and putting on her clothing without his permission would get her into trouble. She wondered what form her punishment would take. She probably won’t get a hand spanking over his lap like she did earlier that night. Feeling the clips on her body increased her desire for sex, but she knew she wouldn't be having sex right away, and knew that she'd be in for a spanking harder than it would be with his hand. She didn’t understand what most of the things he bought actually did. She saw the whip and thought he’d whip her. She saw the paddle and figured he’d give her a good, hard paddling with it, then open his pants, take out his penis, and give her a good, hard fucking with that.

The clips, the toys, spanking, fucking, her mind was racing, her body was throbbing. She handed Dirk the leash’s looped handle and stood quietly and demurely beside him while he paid for the various things that he would soon enjoy that night. She found herself wondering if spanking her gave him pleasure, or if he looked at the punishment more pragmatically.

She took the bag from him so he could usher her out of the store by the leash. Since he made it clear that she was to be punished when they got back to her house, and she knew what he could be capable of, she decided that tonight would definitely not be a good time to ask him to give her fewer than a dozen swats on her backside. In asking him for fewer, she could accidentally provoke him to give her more. She also hoped that when they got to his car, he didn’t see the stain on the seat from where she had her secret orgasm…without his permission.
 
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They walked back to the car in silence. Dirk took the bag of their newly purchased toys and put them in the trunk, kind of like out of sight out of mind. As he opened the car door for her to get in there was a large very obvious wet spot where she had been sitting on the way to the shop. “Hmm it looks to me like someone sitting here was really excited. It doesn’t take much detective work to come to the conclusion that it appears that while you were playing with yourself on the way here to the store that you may have gotten a little carried away with yourself. Did you make yourself cum without permission? Before you answer be sure that you think about your responce.”

The truth was obvious. Dirk knew that Sara had gotten carried away and indeed had cum before going into the sex shop. She had been very good at hiding that fact. They got into the car and he headed out but not back towards Sara’s house. He knew that at his house in what could be construed as a spare bedroom his bicycle was hanging from the ceiling on hooks. Dirk knew that if he were to take his bike down one of the hooks would be perfect for using the suspension cuffs they had bought. He could just picture Sara hanging from his ceiling naked receiving her punishment for her actions at the shop and for cumming in the car without his permission.

“My sweet slave I have a perfectly wonderful plan for you. I know that the clips attached to your nipples and clit are probably keeping you turned on but that just might not be enough. I want you to lift your dress up so that I can watch as you fuck yourself with your fingers but you better not make yourself cum this time if you know what is good for you. In case you haven’t figured it out by now we aren’t going back to your place. I have a very special surprise for you at my place.” Dirk knew that she would probably be concerned about being at his place without any clothes or her own toiletries.
 
Sara was glad to be out of the store, away from those people, away from the looks, the stares that she wanted from Dirk and him alone. Once they got out to his car, she felt safe. Oh, she knew she was in for the spanking of her life, and she was dreading it, but at least they wouldn't have an audience. Just as Dirk opened the car door, Sara saw her crime. For a second, she hoped he didn't notice, but he did, and she was catching hell for it. She looked at him with her mouth open and decided to obey him and think before she responded. They got into the car and he waited for her to answer, though she could tell that he knew all along.

"I...couldn't help it, Dirk. Sweetheart. I did it. I let loose. I couldn't stop," and she sealed her fate. It was going to be a long ride to Dirk's house. "I promise I won't defy you again. If I do what you say now, I can stop myself. Maybe I won't get such a hard spanking after all." She chuckled, hoping he would, too. But the look on his face as he stared straight ahead told her to keep her mouth shut.

Dirk headed out of the parking lot and Sara once again pulled her dress up to her waist. She spread her legs, put her head back, closed her eyes, and put her finger between her thighs. She worked it. Her hips gyrated, her back arched, and her breathing became rapid. She looked at him and suddenly took her hand away. She was able to stop herself. Good work, girl. She gently placed her fingers into his mouth and he sucked them slowly.

"I wonder what's in store for me at your house. You're not going to give me a hint, are you." He was silent. "I didn't think so," she said. "I think I'm beginning to understand a slave's life. I like to be funny and to make you laugh, and that doesn't work. You don't tolerate defiance in any form and you want me to obey you without question. Ok. I'll try. I really will."

As the car pulled onto Dirk's driveway, Sara said, "Oh, I just realized. I don't have a change of clothes with me...oh...I guess I won't be needing any..." As he gathered the bag and took her by the leash to his front door, she shuddered as she went inside his house.
 
Dirk’s place was a typical bachelor’s pad. It was not overly decorated and definitely not with a woman’s touch. They stepped inside of the house and he closed the door behind them giving her the time she needed to remove the dress she was wearing. Then holding on to the leash he said, “come on in we’re going back to a spare bedroom where I hope you will have the time of your life.” She followed him down a short hallway with 4 doors off of it. “The first door on the left is the hall bath. The first door on the right is I guess you could say my guest bedroom. The second door on the right is my office and the last door on the left is the master bedroom with it’s own full bath.”

“For now we are going into the office to find an interesting place to play.” In the office was a small desk and chair with a metal file cabinet next to it. On one wall was a futon with a large flat screen tv on the opposite wall. The back wall had a ten speed biking hanging from two ceiling hooks. As they entered the room Dirk instructed Sara to stand in the middle of the room. Then he set the bag with their purchases from the sex shop down on the futon. Reaching up the lifted the bike off of the hooks saying, “I’ll have to find another place for my bike as I now have a better use for the ceiling hooks.” He took the bike out in the hall and returned.

Picking up the suspension cuffs he held them up for Sara to look at and contemplate how she would feel suspended from his ceiling being used sexually in nearly any manner that she could imagine. “Here lets slip these on and get them buckled up.” Once they were buckled Dirk found a short length of rope in the closet and looped it up over a ceiling hook then tied the loose end to the rings on the cuffs. “I’m sure by now you have figured out why they are called suspension cuffs. But before we get started I must give you just a little information.”

“I have no intention of ever hurting you. That being said I’m sure you realize that the spanking you will receive is going to hurt. So if at any time from now on I might put you in a situation that makes you feel uncomfortable or maybe might hurt or what ever might be the case you will have a safe word. Once you utter this word everything that is happening at the time will stop. You will be released and will no longer be my sex slave. Your safe word is igloo. Do you understand the concept of the safe word?

Sara nodded her head. “Good now let’s get you strung up.” He carefully pulled on the free end of the rope pulling her hands up over her head. Dirk pulled just enough that she wasn’t stretched out too much. Once he tied off the rope to keep her arms from falling he walked over and picked up the spreader bar with cuffs attached. “This my dear is to keep your legs completely spread and your sweet pussy in full view.” He attached the cuffs to her ankles forcing her to spread her legs wide open.

“I’m guessing that maybe by now your pussy is dripping with your juices. Well that is a good thing because we will need your juices to lubricate this little toy,” as he bent over to pick up the butt plug that he had bought. “But first I need to go into the bathroom and wash it thoroughly before we put it where it belongs. I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” He chuckled as he walked out of the room to the bathroom.
 
“Don’t go anywhere?” she said with great sarcasm, but added a chuckle. Oh her mind was racing, her clitoris was throbbing, and her rear end was…anticipating the doom. She liked the feeling of being suspended in air. It was surprisingly relaxing. She assessed the situation quickly. Her legs were spread out, some kind of bar attached separating her ankles. Waves of heat were emanating from between her thighs. She bent forward, panting, and then threw her head back.

She thought about that safe word. What was he planning to do to her that would make her have to utter a safe word? And if the time came for her to say “igloo,” then that would mean she’s not his slave…forever? Does saying “igloo” mean he’s out of her life for good? She looked down and sighed. Sara really didn’t fully comprehend the safe word thing after all. She knew if something hurt too much, she could say it. But what happened after that?

Hanging from the ceiling, excited and a little scared, she thought, I guess he’ll want to get the spanking out of the way first. Then what?
 
Dirk knew that as she hung there her body would be going into sensory overload. She thought she knew what all was coming her way but truthfully she could only speculate what all might be done to her. He took plenty of time washing the butt plug knowing that her mind would be going through all sorts of scenarios.

Finally he walked back into the room and over to where she was hanging. With his free hand he took hold of the chain just inches from where it was attached to a nipple clamp and gave it a little tug. This caused the clamp to pull on her nipple sending shock waves through her body. “Did you miss me? Oh my Sara these clamps keep your nipples so very hard and make you look oh so sexy hanging there.”

He moved around behind her so she couldn’t see what he was going to do. Kneeling down he reached through her legs and pressed his fingers against her wet slit. “Sara, you are so wet. If I didn’t know any better I’d sat that you were getting turned on at the thought of being punished.” Slowly he moved his fingers up and down her slit starting to penetrate her sopping wet pussy. Then using his fingers he scooped up a generous amount of her cream and began smearing it on her exposed rosebud.

Dirk repeated this process till her back side was coated with her sweet nectar. Just then he took the butt plug and slid it up into her wet pussy. “Feel that? I am getting this butt plug completely coated in your delicious cream to lubricate it so that I can shove it up your ass.” He pulled the plug from her pussy and put the tip of it up against her rosebud and pushed gently as it slid about an inch up inside of her ass. “That a girl just relax and let me fill your ass with this plug.” Slowly the plug slid deeper and deeper into her ass till it was nestled all the way in up to its base.

He stood and moved back in front of her catching the look of undeniable lust on her face. “I think that you are just about ready for your punishment but first one more small surprise.” He pulled out the small vibrating egg that he had purchased without her seeing. “This my pet is a remote controlled vibrating egg. It can be inserted into your pussy and as the name says can be controlled any where within range of the remote. I’m thinking that you will have a wonderful time at work tomorrow when you have this in your pussy and you won’t know when it will be turned on. Let’s just hope that it doesn’t start buzzing away inside of you when you are interviewing a victim. If it does you will have to control your reaction so as you don’t let on what is happening. Or it could very well start up while you are eating lunch in the break room with who knows who. Now that would be and interesting time, eating your lunch with a co worker while at the same time the egg is vibrating deep inside of you. For now though we will use it while you are being spanked to include the possibility of some added excitement to your all ready excited body.”

Dirk reached down and while his eyes never left hers his fingers popped the egg inside of her. “Would you care for a demonstration? The remote has six settings from low to high. I’m hoping that high will be enough to send you over the edge into one unbelievable mind blowing orgasm.”
 
I wonder if there is any protocol for an outspoken slave, thought Sara. “Not at work,” she said, “I really don’t want anything to affect my concentration at work; that job is too important to me. You’re really misbehaving as a master, Dear. I’m a slave inside my home or yours. The exception is when we’re out and I have no underwear on, and you can quietly ask me to do things. That’s all. I don’t want to risk losing my job. No egg thing at work. Do I make myself clear?”

Within a few moments, there were things inside her, along with the things that were clamped to her. Dirk did something and she jumped a little. Gasping, she felt the vibration deep inside her. That, coupled with what was going on around back and everywhere else…”Ohhh…ohhh…” she moaned, she closed her eyes, she even started to cry. “Ohh God…Oh…oh…” Shallow rapid breaths emanated from her lungs. The vibration from the egg increased.

She fantasized Dirk licking her nipples, her clit, inserting his penis inside her – front and back, but no fantasy could match what was actually happening to her. And the vibration increased again.

Everything that was happening to her seemed too real and unreal at the same time. She was more than ready for the spanking she was about to get. Her backside tightened and loosened. Her clit was large and ready. Her breasts tingled. She shuddered, moaned, and looked up at the ceiling and then back at Dirk’s eyes. How she loved them and lost herself in them.

Tears rolled down her eyes, as waves of emotion that she couldn’t even describe overcame her. The vibration increased. Dirk stood before her, grinning, ready to administer the severe spanking she needed and deserved.
 
“There is one more level on the remote and then there is High. I’m pretty sure that by the aroused state you are in the highest setting on the remote will more than likely push you over the edge. Your going to be receiving your spanking as you burst into your orgasm.” Dirk turned the knob of the remote to the second to the highest notch. He thought he could hear the whirr of the vibrator that was nestled deep in her pussy.

Hanging there her breath was coming on rapid and choppy. She kept moaning and writhing against her restraints. He took both of his hands and pinched the chains attached to her nipples and pulled on them gently while at the same time his lips met hers. His tongue lashed out separating her lips searching for her tongue

The kiss although passionate and frenzied didn’t last too long. Dirk broke from the kiss and moved behind her. Without a word he turned the knob of the remote to the highest setting and tossed it on the bed then his open hand came down hard on her lovely rounded ass cheeks. There was a loud smack. Sara knew that her punishment had begun as she still had to contend with the vibrator now set on high whirring away sending her hurling into an incredible orgasm.
 
Sara’s body grew rigid. She shook, jerked her head back, stayed like that for a few seconds, felt the hard, harsh second slap on her ass, and screamed, “Ohh! Ohh!” She pushed the egg out of her and onto the floor. Her head hung low while she whimpered, only to feel the third spank and her head jerked back again. She felt the egg-thing go back inside her. She spoke in spurts, while gasping.

“Not again…Please, I can’t take it...Not again...Just leave it there...Just leave it on the floor.”

She felt the vibration once again, and cried softly. The fourth spank came abruptly and interrupted her plea for leniency. “Oh!” she cried. “Please…kiss me again…stop spanking. Please…I learned my lesson…I did. I love your kiss…I love…I love…Oh!” The fifth portion of the punishment was delivered, while the punisher ignored her little speech.

Once again, the vibration increased. Once again, she let out a little cry. And Six! The next spank was delivered with accuracy and efficiency. Suppose he lost count and gave her more? At her interview last week, the thought of having to count his spanks never occurred to her at all. Now here she was, dangling from his ceiling, worried that he’d give her more than his desired 12 swats.

“That was six,” she gasped. The vibration got stronger.
 
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Dirk knew that Sara was in the midst of an extremely incredible orgasm as his punishment had begun. The vibrating egg was whirring away on high. Her words came out in just a whimper. Apparently the intensity of her orgasm caused her vaginal muscles to contract which resulted in the expulsion of the vibrating egg. He leaned down and picked it back up and while it was still vibrating full speed he pushed it back up inside of her despite her weak protests.

He kept up the spanking wondering if she was even aware of how many smacks he had already delivered to her sex derrière. Dirk wasn’t sure if Sara had ever had such an intense orgasm only to be followed by more of the same stimulation not allowing her to come down from that extreme level of excitement. After his sixth swat she gasped, “that was six.” He grinned, she had been able to keep track after all.

Stopping at six Dirk moved around in front of her and realized that the position that she was in he would have to bend down at the knees if he was going to be able to slide his cock up inside of her as she remained suspended. Looking around the room he spied the cinder blocks that he had planned to use to make up a book shelf. They would be just the right height. He moved across the room and picked up two of them and carried them to where Sara was hanging. Then down on his knees he carefully lifted one of her feet off the ground and pushed the first block under her foot. He did the same to the second block and now she was standing on the blocks and she was still suspended from the ceiling.

By being raised up her arms weren't stretched out as far but she was still unable to use them in any way. While still kneeling in front of her Dirk put his hand on her pussy realizing that her cream was literally dripping from her causing a large wet spot on the floor. He inserted a finger and finding the egg he gently pried it out from her pussy.

Dirk stood in front of her so close that her rock hard nipples were brushing his chest. His lips matched up with hers perfectly as he kissed her. His ankles were up against the metal spreader bar holding her legs spread wide. With one hand he took his fully erect cock and started rubbing the tip of it between her engorged lips. With the slightest of movement he thrust his cock deep up inside of her waiting pussy. “Is this what you wanted? Oh my god Sara you are so wet and tight. This is a good time to stay your punishment so that I can fuck you while you are suspended helplessly here in front of me.”
 
In a drugged-like state following her delicious orgasm, Sara was barely aware that Dirk was doing something with cinder blocks. She felt like a puppet as he moved her legs, which made her recall the time he took her fingerprints and she let him maneuver her hands because she had no life in them. That time, she hated him, this time; she had lust in her heart. She smiled, tired, at him.

"Igloo...breasts..." He removed the clamps from her nipples immediately. It was just too much for her. She wasn't used to that, having had her breasts felt and rubbed gently with fingers, hands, and tongues, but never with a toy like this.

As he was about to enter her, he asked if this was what she wanted. "Oh...yes...," she whispered, "Yes...please..."

Sara wondered how he'd be after a wild session of lovemaking, with him standing while she was hanging from the ceiling. She hoped he'd be too tired afterward to continue with the harsh punishment she was receiving. Then she thought of him pushing the cinder blocks over to her. If he were strong to move cinder blocks, he'd be strong enough to continue spanking her after he comes.

She sighed heavily, and then explained to Dirk why.

His lips met hers and he gave her a beautiful kiss with his soft, yet firm, lips and his tongue. He entered her with brute force. "Oh!" She threw her head back and once again that night, welcomed him inside her heat. He bounced inside her, and she went with him. She leaned forward a little, feeling hard cock inside of her. He was beginning to sweat and she so wanted to put her arms around him. She was able to give him kisses while he was fucking her. She reached his neck, on which she put her lips and gave him short licks with the tip of her tongue.

His fucking was becoming more rapid, matching his breaths. He was coming soon "...to a vagina near you..." she thought with a grin.
 
She was now at the perfect height. Each time he thrust his manhood deep inside of her their pubic bones smacked together and she was raised up on her tip toes. He continued to kiss her as their tongues were going through a sensual dance. He had one hand on her bright red ass squeezing her delightful ass cheeks. His other hand was pinching and pulling on her nipples taking over from where the nipple clamps had left off.

Both of them had a light sheen of sweat covering their bodies. Dirk knew that Sara had already experienced at least one euphoric orgasm and was wondering if she would cum again. He knew at the pace he was fucking her that he would not last too much longer. He was beyond the point of no return as his body tensed up and he could feel the pressure in his balls. Just at that moment he let out a loud groan, “oh Sara I’m going to pump your sweet pussy full of my seed.” With that his cock erupted shooting load after load of his sperm deep inside of her hot steamy pussy. Each load was punctuated by a deep thrust lifting her feet off the block.

Finally Dirk was finished and he just stood there for a moment catching his breath with his cock still nestled inside of her. “Baby I hope that was good for you. I can’t ever remember having such an intense orgasm.” He knew that the moment he pulled his softening cock out of her that their combined juices would be flowing heavily out of her pussy. So just as he pulled out he cupped his hand under her pussy catching a copious amount of fluids gushing from her. He drug his fingers through her slit to gather as much of their cum as he could then took his hand and spread their juices all over her tits.

He knelt down and undid the cuffs to the ankle spreader then untied the rope and let her hands down where he could unfasten the wrist cuffs. Not sure whether she would be able to stand on her own he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his bed and laid her down near the middle. Then he laid down next to her and snuggled with her kissing her lips and rubbing his hands all over bare flesh. Then he whispered in her ear, “don’t think that I have forgotten your punishment. I think that now might be a better time to relax and recuperate.”
 
Sara was worn out. Her energy spent, she lay on Dirk's soft bed with him. “That was great,” she breathed, “You are masterful, my love.” She closed her eyes, “My master. My master.” She reached for him and held him in a gentle embrace, kissing his lips, his eyes, his neck. She felt his hands all over her. Her body moved with each caress he gave her. She felt his thumb against her clitoris and she lifted her hips, and then shuddered, still a little too sensitive to the touch, her orgasm still winding down. Sara wondered if she had the energy to come yet again that night. What a night it was, too, she thought. It was only about a year ago that Sara was being arrested by a frightening, intimidating detective. She never dreamed that he’d eventually become her no-nonsense master, a master whose gentle hands were also strong and not very merciful when she disobeyed him.

“Shortly after you arrested me, I really hated you,” she said, “You probably knew that. But I never told you how I stopped hating you. I had a dream about you. It was about a month after the arrest. I had this dream that you put your leather jacket on some grass in a park and you told me to lie down on it. Then we took off our clothes and you got on top of me and we had sex. I awakened from that dream blushing and giggling like a 13-year-old school girl,” she chuckled.

Back to reality. “Ok,” she breathed in, “I thank you for letting me rest up. I’m ready. I’m ready for the rest of my –“ She was about to say “spanking,” but she got a little tingly feeling between her legs. “Oh. My,” she smiled, “I think I’ll have a little fun with your hand and then we can continue with the punishment. Oh – only if it’s ok with you.” She didn't want him to take her light tone to mean that she looked forward to be punished. She hated it when he was angry with her. She didn't want to disobey him, ever.

"I'm sorry. I can wait. I was disobedient tonight and I don't want to keep you from what you have to do."
 
They lay in bed kissing and snuggling. Dirk’s hands ranged all over her naked body. Finally his hand slid down between her legs and his thumb rubbed up against her very sensitive clit. He could tell by the way her body shuddered as he rubbed her clit that she was still too sensitive for such direct stimulation even though she lifted her hips to allow him better access. “How many times have you cum so far this evening my pet? And I’m wondering just how many more times I might be able to make you cum again.”

“Oh yes, there is the matter of finishing the punishment that was started earlier. Roll over on your front and pull your knees about half way up underneath you. That should make as excellent presentation of your rosy red ass for me.” Dirk got up next to her on his knees and he started to caress her reddened ass cheeks. His hand slid down between her cheeks and his middle finger slid smoothly into her still swampy pussy.

“Hmmm, I get the distinct impression that you aren’t quite done yet for the night. After I finish with your spanking just how would you like to cum again possibly with my fingers fucking your sweet pussy or perhaps you would prefer my tongue. I could fuck your hot wet pussy again or maybe you would like to have my hard cock shoved deep into your ass?” Without waiting for her response he quickly lifted his hand off of her rounded ass cheeks and brought it down with a resounding smack catching her a bit off guard.

Two more smacks came in rapid succession causing her ass cheeks to redden even deeper. “So my pet, tell me just how would you like to be given your next orgasm? Hmmm?"
 
"Sweetheart, I have no idea how many times I came tonight. It seems like more than I've had in a lifetime. I think I might be good for one more," Sara smiled wearily, breathing heavily and slowly, feeling his hands explore every inch of skin on her body.

Ever the obedient slave, she followed his direction and lay on her stomach, pulling her knees up. She was about to ask him to make her come with his fingers when she felt the hard spank that made her lift her head up so hard that her neck almost snapped. "Oh!" She cried out. He asked her how she wanted it - how she wanted her next orgasm. She got spanked hard two more times.

"You-you said 12. So that means three more. Just...three...more...you promised. No more than 12...your hand feels like a leather strap; it's so hard," She gasped. He'd asked her how she wanted him to make her come. Will he let her answer, or will he spank her again, she wondered. There was silence as her backside recovered from the latest sharp report.

"I want to feel your finger between my thighs. I'll lie on my back and you can -- I mean, is it ok for me to lie on my back? I mean, what position would you like me to be in?" she asked, "I like the idea of being on my back while you have one arm around me and the other between my legs. Sorry, Master, I mean, just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."

There was so much for her to learn!
 
Dirk stopped after three more swats and said, “Sara, I have no doubt that you are good for at least one more good orgasm. And who knows maybe more. There is no telling how your body will react to the proper stimulus. My pet, I have asked you a very specific question and I expect that you will give me a very explicit answer and not all this babbling. So now I will ask you once more, how would you like me to give you your next orgasm?”

Without giving her time to replay he raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her bright red back side. There was a resounding smack. Two more were administered in the same manner. That was an even dozen and by now her ass was a flaming red. Dirk ran his hand over her ass cheeks feeling the heat rise off of her skin. His fingers slid down between her legs where his middle finger disappeared between her lips finding her incredibly wet. “Okay, now it is time for you to answer my question and this time you best speak clearly and explicitly as to what it is that you would like.”
 
Sara babbled when she was nervous. She was at her most vulnerable, on display for him. He could do whatever he wanted to her. The anticipation, the not knowing what he would do, well it killed her. She felt like a cartoon character walking off of a cliff and not realizing that she was walking on air. That's how she felt while she was talking nonstop.

"Sorry, Masty. That's my new nickname for you. It's short for 'Master'," she said and immediately thought he was going to whip her so hard she wouldn't be able to move for a week. The last two spanks came, an unforgiving reminder of her place in his life. She felt tears roll down her face and didn't realize why she was crying. Well, she knew, really, but probably wasn't ready to face it. Something deep within her tugged at her heart. She loved him. That was it. She loved him fiercely and wanted so much to please him that if he got angry it was like a knife in her heart. She refused to speak her about her feelings. Instead, she told him how she wanted it.

"I want to feel your strong, hot middle finger between my thighs, Baby," she whispered, closed her eyes, and got ready to experience what was probably the last orgasm for the night. It didn't take too long. She was ready, she was enjoying the heat from his body, she was writhing in motion with his hand. She lifted her head once in a while to offer her soft, full lips to his cheek, his neck, his strong lips. Upon finding his mouth with hers, she parted her lips and stuck her tongue inside, feeling around his mouth and tongue with hers.

She then stopped kissing him. Her mouth opened, her thighs became rigid, and she was almost there...almost there. Sara stopped breathing. Dirk silently continued rubbing, making little circles against her clitoris, and then she pushed her entire pelvis forward, thrust her head against the pillow, and called out, "Ohh!" She grabbed his wrist to stop him from more stimulation. "Too much...too much...," she breathed out. She lay in his bed, breathing in heavy sighs until there was no sound at all from her. She let go of his wrist and turned on her side, facing him, with her eyes closed.

Sara, weary from her latest adventure, lifted herself up, kissed his lips, and whispered, "Thank you, Master. Thank you." She lay beside him, contentedly, snuggling up against his chest.
 
Sara had said that she wanted him to use his fingers to bring her to what possibly might be her last orgasm of the night. Dirk turned her over on her back and slipped his hand down between her legs. Her clit was still very much engorged and peaking out from it’s normal hiding spot. His fingers slid between her lips and with very little effort glided easily up inside of her pussy still very much drenched with her juices.

In this position it was very easy for their lips to meet. Dirk kissed her pressing his lips tight to her full moist lips. His tongue lashed out swirling across her lips then entering her mouth to find her own for a wild dance. It wouldn’t be long. Her breathing was wildly rapid as if she were panting. He could feel her body squirm beneath his hand. Suddenly her back arched thrusting her pussy upward. She cried out only one word, “Ohh!” Then she grabbed his hand pulling it away from her pussy saying, “Too much… too much.” Dirk grinned he knew that she had finally reached that point of ultimate stimulation and that much more would probably be more painful than enjoyable.

He lay there next to her listening to her breathing as it slowly settled down. Sara appeared all but spent from this last orgasm. It was as if she only had the strength to raise her head and kiss his lips as she whispered, “Thank you Master.” “You are very much welcome my pet. I hope that despite the spanking that you received you were also able to enjoy yourself. I can’t tell you how incredibly sexy you looked earlier suspended naked from my ceiling. With the spreader bar secured to your ankles you were totally on display. It was such a turn on knowing you were at my mercy that I could do what ever I pleased with you.”

Dirk was already thinking about the future and tying Sara spread eagle on his bed and having his way with her. He thought about filling her ass with a butt plug her pussy with a large vibrator and stuffing her mouth full of his hard cock. He was pretty sure that from her reaction this evening that she would be up for most anything that he could think of. It was going to be wonderful having her as his sex slave where he could explore her limits of sexual desire.

“It is late now and tomorrow is another work day. We have to figure out when we will be getting you back to your place. I’m assuming that you don’t want to go to work tomorrow wearing the same clothes that you had on today. I can either run you home tonight or you can stay here tonight and we will have to get up early enough to get to your place where you can get ready for work.”
 
Sara lay beside Dirk, his soothing voice gently beckoning her to stay awake. She’d almost forgotten that tomorrow was a work day until he asked her about the sleeping arrangements for the remainder of the night. She was torn between wanting the familiarity of her home and just wanting to fall asleep where she was.

“I’m exhausted. I hope you don’t mind, but I’d really like to sleep here. We can get an early start to get to my house so I can change. And,” she said smiling while she touched his cheek and kissed his lips, “I’ll make sure to keep my clothes off while I make you breakfast. I’m still your slave wherever we are and whatever time of day it is. I love being at your mercy, and you know it!”

With her eyes closed, she felt a blanket moving up and landing on her body. Before drifting off to sleep, she said, “In spite of being punished twice in one night, yes, I did enjoy myself. I can tell you liked it when I was hanging from your ceiling. You really have a devilish grin. I can’t decide what I liked more about tonight; your hands, your penis, or your tongue. I liked them all. I never thought I’d like being suspended like that, but it was great, very exciting. I wonder what else you have in store for me. But for now, sexy Master, I just want to go to sleep.”

They shared one final kiss before drifting off to sleep while holding each other in a loose embrace – Sara’s head next to Dirk’s chest, his arm around her.
 
Dirk had a feeling that Sara wouldn’t be up for getting dressed and heading back to her place in the middle of the night. Sure enough she had said that she was totally exhausted and wanted to just go to sleep right here. She told him how she had enjoyed being suspended from the ceiling and pleasured with his hands, cock and tongue. He had to chuckle when she wondered out loud what else he had in store for her.

Dirk reached over and set his alarm for 5:15 knowing that they would need extra time to get to her place and then get to work on time. Then they shared a gentle kiss before drifting off to sleep in each others arms.

Dirk woke up early realizing that their arms and legs were still entwined. He had slept more soundly than he had in a long time. Glancing over at the clock it read 5:11. It would be ringing in just a few minutes. Very carefully not wanting to wake her he reached over and shut the alarm off. Then he reached his free hand down between her legs and started to stroke her pussy lips figuring that the stimulation would surely wake her up. At the same time Dirk started to place light licks and kisses on her neck and ear lobe hoping that she would wake up a bit excited and ready for some morning sex.
 
Sara was riding a horse through a valley when all of a sudden, Sigmund Freud held her in an embrace so tightly that he dropped his cigar...oh wait, it's not Freud. What is that absolutely delightful feeling...ohh...what is that?

Her consciousness mounting, Sara opened her eyes and looked at Dirk.

"Oh," she said, "Hi there!" Sara enjoyed being awakened with a kiss, a lick, and a strong, law enforcement-set of fingers. "Do we have time for such naughtiness, Master?" she giggled. Realizing that she was his slave, she knew that there would be time. Her position was to be available to him however, wherever, and whenever he so desired. The only thing she wanted to discuss with him was her position with him at work. Sara did not want to jeopardize anything at her new job. Oh, she was sure that there would be moments when she would like to lock the door to his office, jump on top of him, rip his clothes off, and be all over him like a wild puma. But there was that vibrating thing he wanted to insert into her. She was willing to try new things, but not at work. Sara was a bit shy to discuss it with him, though. Maybe she'd talk to him about it over breakfast.

Sara sidled underneath him and got ready for some nice, thick, hard cock action. “Oh…uh…Master, don’t think I didn’t notice that little chuckle you gave when I asked what else you had in store for me.”

She spread her legs and lifted her knees so that he fit in between. She put her arms around him and inserted her tongue into his mouth.
 
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When Sara finally opened her eyes being awakened by his fingers stroking her pussy lips her first words were, “Oh Hi there! Do we have time for such naughtiness, Master?"Dirk grinned and said, “I sure hope so.” She scooted underneath of him and spreading her legs prepared for him to enter her.

As she lifted her knees he hooked her ankles over his shoulders and placed the tip of his hard member up against her soon to be stuffed pussy. She put her arms around his neck and promptly started to kiss him by shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. With a slow even pressure the tip entered into her pussy and slid deep inside of her slick sheath. Dirk let out a low moan as he pushed fully into her waiting pussy. Her pussy was already sopping wet presumably from the fingering that he had given her before she had awaken. He finally spoke as he started to thrust into her pulling nearly all the way out before plunging back to full depth, “I was hoping to have your mouth on my cock this morning and I would let you suck me off and drink my cum, but for now this will do. Your pussy is so wet and tight it will do just fine to get me well on the way. Then you will have the opportunity to clean your own juices off of me before I finish off in your mouth.”

Her breasts would jiggle with each deep thrust that he made. Wrapping his arms around her thighs he lifted her ass off the bed and he got up on his knees. With each thrust his thighs slapped against hers. “Oh baby I could so easily dump my load into your sexy pussy but I have other plans.” With that he pulled completely out of her and with both hands on her hips he lifted her up and deposited her on the bed on her knees. Laying down back on the bed he looked up and said, “now baby I want you to suck me off and drink my morning cum. Then we will get up and see about breakfast.”
 
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