His Latest Acquisition (closed for MadameNyx)

[MadameNyx]

Hearing the stairs creak, the young woman straightened her form, having checked on how their breakfast was doing in the oven. She could feel her anxiousness mount, her chest tightening a bit at how he might react to her now, the morning after. Her light brown orbs watched his face as he took her slowly in, feeling her cheeks flush a light pink color at the way he was looking at her... like she belonged to him, and she was beautiful. Locking her eyes with his, she barely heard his words, watching as he moved towards her and being unable to move. It was almost a more powerful version of what she had felt that first night, when they had dinner. "Thank you. I slept well, sir. Yourself?" she asked in a soft, still slightly distracted voice.

Kayah felt her eyes close the moment he held her. Her head rested lightly on his chest, feeling the strength and warmth of his arms. The light spanks came as no surprise, but it still intrigued her that they could make her wiggle around with their mixture of a little pain and pleasure, her thighs pressing together at the tingles they caused. Surprised at the following kiss, she tensed for a second, before she allowed herself to relax and gently kiss him back, her hands moving to rest on his chest, the kiss almost shy. She could feel herself trembling a little while he held her, the girl feeling a bit unsure before she gently pulled away to finish her cooking.

Turning the oven off, she grabbed some mittens and carefully pulled the quiche out and served it, placing the plates at the breakfast bar. Setting cutlery for both of them, she served them both their coffee and hesitated. Kayah realized she didn't know how he liked his so she placed the cream and sugar at the bar before carefully seating herself on a bar stool beside him.

"I hope you like it." she responded while she busied herself with pouring cream and sugar in her coffee before bringing the cup to her lips. Her eyes closed at the taste and she said a soft "Mmm" before placing the cup down and starting to eat.

 

[Proximus]

Jack sat there, quietly observing the raven haired girl as she worked in the kitchen. Obviously, she was no stranger to cooking, which pleased him. However, the thing that caught his attention more than anything was how perfect her posture was in every movement. It was almost as if she was putting herself on display for him. Certainly, he hadn't trained her to do this. Did she feel some need to thank him for last evening? Or was she striving to impress him or further ingratiate herself to him? Whatever her reasons, he couldn't hold back an approving grin as he stirred a single spoon of sugar into his hot black coffee.

In response to her question, he nodded again. "Of course, you must know that I slept like a baby!" Still, he couldn't take his eyes off her lovely curves as she paraded around the kitchen in nothing more than his shirt. Her form filled out the thin smooth material better than he could have dreamed. Then, another thought struck him. Her nipples were sticking out more prominently since their embrace. All her outward mannerisms seemed to indicate that she enjoyed it when he spanked her. Now, a pair of plump nubs would surely confirm his theory. Jack stored this thought in the back of his mind for later and tried to focus on breakfast.

Waiting for her to sit down, he finally took his first bite. Savoring it for a moment, he voiced his opinion. "Mmmm.... this is almost as delicious as you are, my pet!" Jack gave her a knowing wink before continuing to finish his food. As he finished, he sipped his coffee and leaned back on his stool. "So, Kayah. I think that for this morning, I will give you your first riding lesson on Gizelle. Nothing too intense, just a little walk around the corral." He took another big drink of the bean juice and then added. "After that, I thought we could swim some laps in the pool. I know you like to keep that beautiful young figure in shape. Which reminds me, I need to have one of my ranch hands get you some athletic wear and a jog bra. Then, tomorrow, we can go for a run in the woods if you like." He sat back and finished his coffee and finished by saying, "If that sounds good, then go get changed and meet me at the back door." With a smile, he ran his fingers though her long black curls and down her back, allowing his hand to rest at the small of her back while she finished eating.

 

[MadameNyx]

"Mmmm.... this is almost as delicious as you are, my pet!"

Kayah beamed with pride, happy that he liked the food. She had always liked cooking for others. The blush on her cheeks remained at his compliment, even while she continued eating while listening to his plans for the day. At the mention of Gizelle, she got excited, curious and a little nervous, wondering if she would be a natural or need more help from him. His comment about the swim and the clothes made her laugh, a sly smile on her face. "Hmm so I need clothes to jog, but not a swimsuit for the laps, sir? Interesting...." she said in a teasing voice.

Finishing her food, the young woman picked up all the dishes and took them to the sink, giving them a quick wash before placing them in the dishwasher. Moving towards him, she pressed her scantly clad curves against his body, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Thank you..." she said in a soft voice before reluctantly pulling away and walking to her room to change. She was sure he would understand what she was thanking him for. It wasn't long before she was back, clad in the jeans, tank top and boots she had modeled the night before for him. Pulling her hair into a ponytail, she waited for him by the door, anxious to see Gizelle again.

 

[Proximus]

Jack rolled his eyes at her smart-assed reply, “OK, I can get you a bathing suit too!” Before he knew it, her simple ‘thank you’ had caught him completely off guard. He was sure that it was meant for something more than just a simple compliment over breakfast. It could have been about the previous evening, or even just the simple fact that he made her safe after all the things that had occurred to bring her here. Whatever the reason, these two words told him that she was growing very accustomed to the idea of being his pet. And that knowledge further fanned the flames burning inside him.

After quickly pulling on his shirt, jeans, and boots, he made his way down to the back door where Kayah was waiting. She was bursting with excitement and he was sure that she would sprint to the stables if he let her. He simply smiled at her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Ready?” Jack held the door open for her, and it was all the encouragement she needed. As they made their way to the stables, he wondered how well she would do. Sure he was a good teacher, but she was bound to be nervous, and horses have a sense for these things. As with many things since she arrived, they would soon find out together.

As he opened Gizelle’s stall, he turned to Kayah and calmly relayed his first instructions. “Now, first things first.” Jack quickly slipped the bridle over the horse’s head and clasped the snap on the lead strap. “Stand here and hold her while I put the saddle on her. Talk to her and pet her so she gets used to you.” He handed her the lead, showing her how to hold it short so Gizelle wouldn’t be able to move very much. With a soft grin, Jack placed the blanket over her back and nestled the saddle in place. “Eventually, you will learn how to saddle her on your own, but for today, just watch.” Once he cinched the saddle in place. He turned back to his favorite pet. “OK. Time to get you mounted up.” He gave Kayah a sly wink at the pun, but quickly returned to the seriousness of giving her proper instructions. “Always approach a horse from the left side… the horse’s left. Talk to her so she hears your voice. Then, grab the saddle horn, and I’ll give you a boost up.” Jack took the lead from her as they switched places. Clasping his fingers together, he offered her a step to boost her up onto the horse.

“Now, center yourself in the saddle, place the balls of your feet into the stirrups and relax. Keep your heels down and your toes up.” He smiled at her as she listened to his instructions while he handed her the reigns. “Hold these firmly in one hand, but don’t pull on them yet.” Before she knew it, he began to slowly lead her and Gizelle out of the stall and into the small round corral. Jack figured at least this way Gizelle couldn’t get up too much speed. “Remember to relax, she can tell if you’re nervous or unsure. Keep a little pressure on the stirrups, even stand up a little if it gets uncomfortable.” He took her slowly around the corral, never giving Gizelle more than 3 feet of lead and constantly looking back at Kayah to judge her skill or reactions. She was doing well, and he hoped that she was enjoying herself.

 

[MadameNyx]

While she waited for him to return, she leaned against the wall, feeling herself fidgeting a little. Of course she was nervous. As beautiful as Gizelle was, the fact of the matter was that she weighted probably close to ten times what she did, was more than 3 times her size as well. Horses are beautiful, but they deserved a gentle respect that she fully expected to give.

Noticing his return, the dark haired woman closed her eyes at the soft kiss on her forehead, enjoying the gentle brush of his lips. She took a second or two to look into his eyes, feeling her cheeks blush lightly. He really was something. Somehow, she didn't feel much like a captive in this house. She felt safe. Lacing her fingers lightly with his, she followed him to the stables.

Once there, she listened carefully to his instructions, taking the time to pet Gizelle, talk to her and let her smell her hand. Once she was on the saddle though, she felt herself grin. Even though she was a bit nervous, she could certainly see the appeal of riding through a forest or the beach like she had seen back in her little island. She could also understand why Jack loved his horses so much. Leaning a bit forwards, she murmured a soft thank you to Gizelle for being so gentle with her and rubbed along her neck while he led her around.

 

[Proximus]

Jack was listening to the steady rhythm of the horse’s hooves and the subtle creaking of the leather saddle as he guided Gizelle and Kayah around the corral. Oddly enough, this was the first time that he was teaching one of his pets to ride one of his pets. The thought amused him briefly, but a strange noise came from the saddle which drew his attention. Even without looking, he knew that Kayah moved forward or leaned in a way she shouldn’t. “Sit up straight! If you slouch, your back will be sore when you are done. And if your heels bump into her ribs, she’ll try to take off on me.” He looked back and smiled to reassure her that she was doing fine for her first ride, but there was still plenty to learn.

After another lap, he brought the horse to a gentle halt. “Now that you’ve got a feel for the saddle, I’m going to give her a little slack in the lead rope and let you control her for a bit.” Jack made sure to keep eye contact with Kayah to judge her nerves. If she was not firm enough with the horse, it would spook. “Hold the reigns steady and when I give you the signal, nudge her slightly with your heels.” He backpedaled to the center of the coral, leaving about 20 feet between himself and his two pets. “OK, take her around.” He held the lead loosely as she started her own walk around the corral. “Pull the reigns to the side to make her turn.”

Jack mused for a moment that normally he would have a long single tail whip in his free hand when he worked the circle with a horse like this. Funny, he could possibly use that same whip to train the rider. He grinned. As he watched Kayah, he continued to calmly bark instructions to her. “Pull back on the reigns to make her stop… good!” He nodded his approval. “Now, let’s see if you can bring her into a trot. Give her one soft kick to get her going and a second to speed her up a bit.” She was doing well for her first time out, but he wasn’t sure if she was adjusting to sitting in the saddle correctly. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be too sore from her first ride. For that matter, he wondered if she was still sore at all from their encounter last night.

 

[MadameNyx]

“Sit up straight! If you slouch, your back will be sore when you are done. And if your heels bump into her ribs, she’ll try to take off on me.”

The sudden command made Kyara jump a little, quickly straightening her posture in the saddle. His smile calmed her worry a little but she decided she should probably wait until she had dismounted to praise and give Giselle the thanks she deserved. Making sure her legs were relaxed so they wouldn't bump with any force against the horse's ribs, she allowed her body to flow with the animal's movements while they finished a second lap around the area.

His announcement that he would give her more control of Gizelle made the young woman's eyes go wide, sudden panic clear in them. Biting her lower lip, she did as he instructed, holding the reins firm in her hands and nudging with her heels once. Reaching the part where they had to turn, Kayah pulled on the reins a bit at a time until she found the right amount of pulling to the side to get results, without being too harsh. Her gaze lifted to his and she gave him a brief smile before returning her attention to the horse and their current course. The panic had been replaced with the sure knowledge that if she followed his instructions, nothing would harm her.

After trotting around for some more time, Kayah pulled back on the reins to stop. Biting her lower lip, she winced as she led Gizelle back to him. "I think I need help getting off, sir..." she said before wincing again "And perhaps another soak in the hot tub."

 

[Proximus]

Watching her eyes nearly pop out of her head amused him slightly, but he managed to maintain his serious demeanor. Soon however, her anxiety gave way to confidence, and she was guiding the horse around the corral almost instinctively. It didn’t hurt that he had spent a considerable amount of time training Gizelle to be the gentle horse that she was, but Kayah was certainly enjoying her hand at the reigns. Catching her smile, Jack nodded his approval. With that look, he knew that she trusted him to take care of her in everything, not just the bedroom. He couldn’t hold back a grin.

As she brought the horse to a halt, he noticed her wincing. Obviously, she needed more practice in coping with the gait of the horse, but he figured that some lessons are best learned first hand. Those first saddle sores are sort of a right of passage for any rider. As she got better, they would go away.

"I think I need help getting off, sir..."

Her words, intentional or not, caused him to hang his head and chuckle. When he finally looked up at her, his smirk gave away his lack of seriousness. “Seems like you enjoy having me get you off!” The statement was dripping with obvious sexual innuendo, but he laughed it off. Moving to help her, she continued…

"And perhaps another soak in the hot tub."

Jack looked up at her and simply gave his next instruction. “Stand up in the stirrups, and throw the opposite leg over. I’ll catch you.” Wrapping her in one arm and letting her ease to the ground softly, he felt her whole body slide down his chest. Without letting the moment linger any longer than it needed to, he uttered his next command. “Yes, we can go for a soak to sooth that sore crotch of yours, but I will require that you do something for me first. I’ll take care of putting Gizelle away. Say your goodbyes to her, and go to your room. Get undressed and meet me on the sofa in the basement.” With that, he gave her a soft kiss on the lips and swatted her cute ass.

 

[MadameNyx]

Hearing his laugh and sassy reply, Kayah felt her own lips turn into a smile. Raising an eyebrow, she mock glared at him, even while she followed his instructions to dismount. "Very funny, sir. Not that I can complain after last night now, can I?"

Biting her lower lip, she wrapped her arms around his neck once more, feeling the way her body brushed against his before her feet finally touched the ground once more. His next words peeked her interest, wondering what he had in store for her now, but she got distracted soon after. The kiss was soft and brief, but she couldn't help but notice how she instinctively stood on her tip toes to return it, pressing her chest lightly against his while the rest of her relaxed against him. If that wasn't a testament as to how things had changed since she arrived, she didn't know what was.

Giggling softly at the light spank, Kayah walked closer to Giselle and hugged her nose to her chest, rubbing lightly under the horse's chin. "You were very good to me. Thank you." she whispered softly before placing a soft kiss between the big brown eyes of the animal. Giving her a last pat, she gave Jack a sly smile before slowly making her way back inside the house.

It wasn't long before she was back in her room, taking off her new clothes. Running her fingers through her hair, she sat on the sofa indian style and gingerly poked at her inner thighs, wincing lightly. They didn't look bruised yet, but they sure felt like it. With a sigh, she allowed herself to lay on her back on the sofa, her head laying on the armrest, she hair trickling over the side to brush lightly along the floor. Relaxing in her nudity, she allowed her eyes to close while she waited, her chest rising and falling slowly.

 

[Proximus]

Jack watched as she strode out of the corral and back to the house. The poor girl was obviously in a bit of pain, but she tried her very best not to let him see it. After she disappeared inside the house, he walked Gizelle back into her stall before removing her saddle, blanket and bridle. With great care, he stroked the horse’s neck and smiled. Finally, he gave her an extra scoop of oats as a reward for her perfect service. Closing the barn, he headed back into the house.

He knew that Kayah had no idea what to expect from him, and that the anticipation was probably peeking her curiosity. She was much like a cat in that manner and it made him smile. Jack slipped up to his bedroom and removed his clothing before starting back down the steps to the basement. With his favorite black riding crop in hand, he met Kayah at the sofa. “Hello, little one! Please do not be alarmed. I do not intend on beating you with this.” Smiling at her, he offered her a hand to help her up off the couch.

Jack led her to the carpeting in the center of the room before he began with his instructions. “As you have witnessed firsthand, a well-trained pet makes everyone happy.” His words were calm as he slowly walked in a circle around her frame. “To that end, I will teach you how to kneel properly. This will show me that you appreciate what I have given you and are ready to serve me in whatever manner I may require.” His expression let her know that this was a serious matter and that it was important to him that she do it right.

After a deep breath, he continued. “You will kneel with your feet under you, thighs spread wide, back straight, chest out, eyes down, and your hands clasped lightly behind your back. Give it a try, and I will use the riding crop to make any adjustments.” Before she could begin, he leaned in and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “… and make me proud!” He took three steps back and waited for her to begin.

 

[MadameNyx]

Opening her eyes at his voice, Kayah froze the moment she saw the riding crop. She had a moment to wildly think back, wondering if she had done something to upset him before she relaxed, he assuring her he wouldn't be beating her with it. She gave him a curious look at the new pet name, 'little one' before she smiled and placed her hand in his, allowing him to help her off the couch and to lead her to the center of the room.

Her dark orbs followed him while he circled her, listening to his explanation and instructions. She was a little surprised by the gentle kiss on her cheek, but pleasantly so, a light blush coloring her cheeks. Who would've known this man, who seemed to value control so much, could be just as playful?

Biting her lower lip, she knelt as he instructed. Kneeling on the floor, she sat on top of her feet, placing her hands behind her back and lacing her fingers together there. Her back was straight, making her large breast stand out a little more than usual, her face forwards, yet eyes looking down at her thighs. These were spread as he had instructed, and she did her best to hide the wince of pain this caused. They might not look bruised, but stretching the skin like this made her inner thighs feel like the would rip open.

 

[Proximus]

Silently, he walked a complete circle around the young girl. She has obviously listened well and was eager to please him. Her position was nearly perfect on the first try. However, he wasn't about to let her up just yet.

Gathering her flowing black locks in his hand, he tucked them around the front of her left shoulder so that he could inspect her bare back. Taking the riding crop, he traced the tip front the cleft of her ass cheeks all the way up her spine to the base of her neck. "This, my dear, is a beautiful line!" A warm smile rose on his face as he continued, but, like a good little slave, she held her eyes low.

Moving her hair behind her once more, he stood in front of her and marveled at the way she displayed her magnificent breasts. Using the tip of the crop like a paint brush, he flicked it lightly over each nipple, until they had puckered to full attention. Just watching her like this, his blood began filling his member, and it would be difficult for him to conceal his arousal.

Finally, he tapped her nether lips gently with the flat end of the crop before releasing her from her position. "You have presented yourself to me exactly as I have requested." Once again, he held out his hand to her. "Take my hand and we shall go relax in the hot tub, as you have requested." With a wink, he helped the naked girl to her feet.

 

[MadameNyx]

Feeling him circle around her once more, the girl shivered and held her breath when she felt him grab her hair, the soft curls brushing along her sensitive skin before they rested along her left shoulder and breast, rising and falling slowly with her breathing. The tip of the riding crop teased along her back, making her want to arch her back and squirm, but she held still, blushing lightly at his words of praise.

Even while he circled to her front and teased her nipples, she wondered to herself what would happen next. He could tease her one minute, then act like a drill sergeant the next. No matter what he was doing, she could feel herself getting more and more attached to him. She also had t wonder what would happen when he finally did take her to one of those parties he had talked about that fist day. The light tap between her legs got her attention, though it also made her noticed that she had started to get wet once more.

Giving him her hand, Kayah slowly got up, glad that her thighs would get a reprieve. Feeling rather loving, she stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek once more, allowing her body to lean lightly against his. "Is that how I should sit while watching at those parties, sir?" she asked in a teasing voice.

 

[Proximus]

As they made their way up the steps to the first floor, he smiled at her question. "Yes, my little one, that is exactly how you would sit. Your posture and presentation are a direct reflection on me. I want you to make me proud." When they reached the patio doors, he paused while holding the door open for her. Jack placed his hand gently on her cheek and gave her a soft, lingering kiss on the lips. "If the circumstances were different, I would have tapped your inner thighs with the crop to force you to spread yourself wider, but I figured you might be a bit sore from your ride!"

With a long sigh of relief, he climbed down into the hot tub and turned on the jets. Again, he offered her a hand as she joined him in the water. Guiding her body to sit between his legs, he pulled her to his chest and wrapped her in his arms. "As I told you before, I always have your best interests in mind." The words whispered into her ear as he slowly kissed along her neck.

His breathing and heart beat slowed as he relaxed in the soothing water. Feeling her body rubbing against his, he couldn't help getting slightly aroused. However, he really wasn't interested sex at the moment. She needed to be held. She needed to know that he thought of her as more than just a captive sex slave. This was a moment for them to grow closer to one another... to build that trust that she would need when he did, eventually, take her to the private sex club.

 

[MadameNyx]

"A little..." Kayah had replied while she winced, imagining how it would've felt if he had tapped her thighs at the time. However gentle he would've tried to be, she would've probably made a sound of pain of flinched. Once in the warm water though, she allowed herself to close her eyes and lean back against him, feeling the throbbing on her inner thighs ease slowly. His breath and lips tickled her ear while his whispered, making her blush and wiggle around a little on his lap, trying not to giggle.

"I understand that now. And I do want to make you proud..." she murmured while she settled once more on his lap, turning her head to press it gently against his neck while she hesitated. "Sir? I... I would like to go to this club."

"I know I am not ready yet, but I would like to see whats expected of me, how people interact with one another there." she explained in a soft voice, biting her lower lip in thought. Right that moment, she was trying to make sense of what she felt, what she wanted. Yes, she wanted to be with him, learn to be what he wanted her to be, but the idea of others being able to watch or perhaps be involved still made her uneasy. Not knowing what to expect made her anxious.

Pushing that thought away, she allowed her fingers to brush along his shoulder slowly, enjoying the way their bodies fit together so nicely, the way his warmth and that of the water seemed to hold her, at the moment, between relaxation and... wanting more.

 

[Proximus]

She had unique way of curling her body perfectly into his lap. It was remarkable in a way that he never imagined possible. Her smooth skin, moving so seductively, yet so tenderly against his, it was no surprise that his cock immediately sprang to life beneath her. Then, her words fell on his ears and it pulsed with excitement even more.

He thought about what it would mean for her to go with him to the club. It was an important step, but at the same time, he agreed that she was hardly ready. “Hmmm… I would love to take you with me to the club and show you off. But you are correct, you are not ready yet. Still, I can see that it would be good to expose you to the scene, so you have an idea what you will be working toward.” As he spoke, he hands began to roam over her body. He cupped her ample breasts, squeezing them firmly while pulling her body tight against him.

While his hands pinched and rolled her plump nipples, he continued to speak. “I do admire your curiosity, but we have barely spent any time in the playroom.” His lips found the nape of her neck again, kissing his way up to her earlobe. “However, if you really want to go, I will not deny you, but it will require a serious commitment on your part. We will need to spend much more time on your training between now and Saturday night!”

His mind drifted for a moment as he thought about how he could use this opportunity to show her how he felt about her. Even though she was completely inexperienced in the scene, she would come to understand him a little better as well. Slowly, his hand slipped down to her sex, a single digit parting her soft folds and making tiny circles around her clit in the bubbling water. “Besides, I think you will look stunning in your slave silks!”

 

[MadameNyx]

Feeling him throb against her butt, the raven haired young woman closed her eyes and leaned back against him, feeling her body open up to his touch while he spoke. The soft caresses along her breasts, the teasing along her neck, all worked to make her nipples hard and her pussy to get wet with something other than water. No matter how little time they had spent in the playroom, he truly was training her body to be receptive and ready at his barest touch.

"Slave silks?" she asked in a soft voice before she shivered at his teasing of her clit, turning her head to brush her lips along his jaw. Her hips seemed to barely move with his teasing, just enough to feel his digit tease her g-spot. Feeling goosebumps appear along her skin despite the hot water around them, she came to a decision and sighed softly.

"I'm ready to go back into the playroom." she murmured against his skin, feeling herself relax some more. She was still a bit unsure as to what would happen in there, but she was certain that after the night before, they could communicate if something made her uncomfortable. Besides, he had shown her patience and how he could put her needs before his. It was time she showed him how grateful she was.

 

[Proximus]

He chuckled at her question. Of course she wouldn’t know what he meant, but he was certain that she would have fun finding out! “Yes, slave silks… they are the loosely-fitting, barely-covering-the-essentials silky clothing that you will wear while you kneel next to me at the club. They sort of look like harem-wear… and they are easily removed if I should need to punish you or use you in front of the group.” He continued his teasing of her clit while he spoke. “You will wear white, indicating that you are a virgin to the scene and for my use only. If you wore red, that would indicate a pleasure slave, one who is available to be used by anyone at any time.” Sinking a single digit into her warm wet sex, he pushed his hips forward into her. “But, I don’t think I will ever want you wearing red! I’m too selfish when it comes to you!”

Hearing her proclaim that she was ready, he was a bit startled. Without a word, he removed his finger from her and got out of the water. Offering her a hand, he helped her onto the deck. In a moment, he slowly began patting her body dry with a soft white towel. A single finger hushed her lips, indicating that she was to stand still and let him dry her completely. He took great care to dry her from head to toe, softly caressing the underside of her breasts and rubbing the towel gently over her smooth mons. By the time he was finished with her legs and in between her toes, he could tell that she was very much aroused.

And then, he simply turned and handed her a clean white towel. Standing with his hands on his hips, it was her turn to dry him before they went downstairs to the playroom. With a wink and a smile, he gestured for her to begin. With all the foreplay, his cock was already standing at attention. Looking into her eyes, he wondered if she would be able to resist as he flexed it up and down, or if she would dry it off and head downstairs for even more fun.

 

[MadameNyx]

Kayah tried to imagine herself wearing the garments he was describing, shivering at both the image and the feel of his finger sliding gently inside of her to tease her insides. The white cloth would look rather striking against her dark skin, she imagined, and his comment that he probably wouldn't let her wear read made her chuckle. She liked the idea that he might not want to ever share her with anyone.

Following him out of the hot tub, the young woman watched him quietly for a moment. He had seemed surprised that she had said she was ready for the playroom. Talking a breath to tell him they could wait if he wanted to, she felt his finger rest on her lips gently, silencing her. Feeling the soft brush of the towel, she relaxed and closed her eyes, shivering at the gentle touches on the swells of her breasts, the undersides and all over her curves, exciting her.

Opening her eyes, she grabbed the offered new towel and stepped close to him before slowly beginning to dry him as well, allowing her body to brush and press lightly against his. Kneeling in front of him, she dried his legs before gently cupping his testicles, making sure they were dry. Seeing his cock pule in front of her, she leaned forwards and kissed the tip before giggling and standing up.

"Hmmm I forgot a spot..." she declared before she placed the tower over his head, rubbing lightly to dry his damp hair as much as possible, standing on her tip toes to reach. Once she was done, she brushed her lips against his in a soft kiss, a shy smile on her face while she pulled away and dropped the towel in the basket close by.

Tangling her fingers with his, she silently led the way inside, heading towards the playroom.

 

[Proximus]

With her fingers woven neatly with his, he allowed her to lead him downstairs. He loved her new found enthusiasm for the playroom, and couldn’t wait to show her the secret pleasures of her young body. These were the moments to live for. The anticipation of all that was to come and the greatest gift a woman had to give… her unconditional surrender to his desires. Somehow, he knew that she would not disappoint.

Opening the door for her, he gave her a wink and a smile as they entered the playroom. There were so many toys, whips, and devices at his disposal, he wasn’t sure exactly where to start with her. “Now, my pet, in order for you not to embarrass me at the club, you will need to learn to control yourself and to obey my commands without question or hesitation. This will show everyone your level of trust in me, which, hopefully, I have earned. Additionally, every sentence you utter will either begin or end with the word Sir. Now, stand up straight, eyes forward, hands behind your back, chest out!” With those words, he left her alone in the center of the room for the moment.

Behind her, he rummaged through several cabinets before selecting a few items necessary for the training tasks he would give her. Looking over his shoulder occasionally, he checked to see if her curiosity got the better of her. If he caught her looking, she would need a lesson from the riding crop. If not, then she will have listened better than most first timers he had trained. However, he didn’t ever want to make the mistake of comparing her to anyone else. She needed to know that she was different… and special to him.

Returning to her side, he placed the items on a solid oak table nearby. “OK, since you expressed your desire to go with me to the club, we have only three days to whip you into shape, so to speak, before Saturday night!” Jack slapped the whip into his palm for effect, not that he really intended to use it on her without cause. “So, as I said, today’s lesson will be about self control.” As he spoke, he gently flicked the riding crop over her nipples to stimulate them. “You must remain focused! Do not flinch or cringe from my touch. Know that I will take care of you as I push your limits.” With her nipples fully erect, he clamped each one and slowly adjusted the clamp pressure. When they were in place, he hung small weights from each of them and gave them a light tug to make sure they were secured. “Now, little one, I want you to turn around, spread your legs, lean forward and rest your elbows on the padded table behind you. Do not let the weights touch anything!” And thus, he was ready to truly begin her training.

 

[MadameNyx]

Entering the room, Kayah was once again surprised by the amount of toys and devices she didn't recognize that were around. Instead of being scared though, she seemed intrigued, examining them from a distance while he listened to him speak. Hearing his instruction, she stood as he commanded, relaxing her shoulders back and bringing her hands to her back, lacing her fingers together. The urge to look behind her while he rummaged about was strong, but she held herself in check. Besides, she could feel his eyes burning into her skin every once in a while.

His announcement that they only had three days surprised her. It hadn't occurred to her that he would want to take her so soon, but she mentally shrugged. She could do this. All she had to do was relax, trust him and move at whatever pace felt comfortable for her. Hearing the crack of the whip on his hand, she flinched automatically, startled. Would he used that on her if she misbehaved?

Biting her lower lip, the young woman felt her nipples harden, a soft intake of breath the only reaction she allowed herself when he added the nipple clamps and weights. Her eyes rose to his for a second before she carefully moved to the position he had requested, having a bit of trouble keeping the weights from touching anything but she managed. By the time she was done positioning herself, her back was arched almost offer her breasts, her legs spread wide for him while the light sound of the weights rising and falling with her breathing rang along the room.

 

[Proximus]

Jack watched with baited breath as she carefully positioned herself as he requested. Surprisingly, she showed little hesitation or concern, apparently trusting him more than he had expected at this point. Admiring her young form in this position, he cracked a wide smile and walked a half circle around her, examining her flesh closely. Content that she was done moving and ready to be corrected, he ran his hand over the length of the riding crop before gathering her hair and tucking it around one shoulder.

Standing behind her, he traced the tip of the crop down the length of her spine. “Hmmm… nice and straight!” Stepping to her side, he ran it over the curve in her spine, tapping this area lightly. “This is nice, but I think you could arch your back just a bit lower.” Sliding the leather tip along her ass crack and down to her sex, he tapped her exposed sex to get her attention. “A bigger arch will present THIS to me and make it more accessible.” Moving to stand directly behind her, he slithered the whip up and down the back of each thigh, teasing her, but keeping with the lesson. “And finally, a perfect leg spread. Wide enough that I can see your.. uh-hem.. enthusiasm, but still close enough that you have a stable base.” He grinned as he saw the faint glistening of her excitement forming in her tender folds.

Stepping back to her side, he cupped each of her full breasts and squeezed them firmly. “You are perfect, little one! Let me know if these become too much and I will give you a breather.” With that, he turned and approached the table. Placing the riding crop down for the moment, he picked up a small pink vibrator. Turning it on, he returned to her rear and gently touched it to her nether lips. “Now, as I said, today’s lesson is about self control. I will take very good care of you while pushing your limits, but you may not cum unless you ask permission.” Running the length of the toy through her soft folds, making sure to graze her clit. This teasing he continued until he could clearly see her fluids coating the bright pink plastic. Once he knew she was ready, he slid the vibrator into her sweet pussy, and the contrast of the pink against her dark flesh gave his erect cock and extra pulse.

 

[MadameNyx]

Taking a deep breath, the young woman forced herself to relax as much as she could while he circled her, hearing the soft sound of his footsteps along the floor. Even while he spoke out loud, praising her posture and making suggestions here and there, her mind was elsewhere. She had closed her eyes, enjoying the soft touches of the crop along her skin, the brush of the leather between her thighs, of it running along her back. Her skin erupted in goosebumps once more, making a surprised sound at what the barest of touches was doing to her at the moment. Her senses seemed somehow heightened.

The moment his hand cupped her breasts her lip parted, a soft sound of need leaving her that she couldn't quite repress. What was going on with her? It seemed that the moment she had given herself to him, she had somehow started to crave... need his touch almost every waking moment, almost as if she was in heat. All she wanted at that moment was for him to stop teasing her, to press his body against her, inside of her. To fill her up and make her moan, sigh and scream once more until she was just a mass of sweaty, satisfied limbs.

Biting her lower lip, Kayah gripped the table hard, arching her back even more as he had requested. He was testing her, and she would prove to him that she could endure his teasing. Feeling the vibe slip inside of her, she sighed and opened her eyes, looking over her shoulder at him, concentrating. Her hazel eyes had turned darker with her desire, and she wondered how long both of them could keep this up until their bodies decided they'd had enough.

 

[Proximus]

Watching her back arch deeper, pushing her sex open further to his most wicked desires, caused his cock to pulse, and he grinned. “Oooooo, yes! Very Nice,” he muttered, as he plunged the toy deeper inside her. It was a small reward for such prompt obedience. After a few methodically slow thrusts, he withdrew the device and marveled at the way her tender folds wrapped around the bright pink plastic, seemingly clinging to it and the pleasure it gave. Before it could break contact with her, he traced the vibrating tip through the entire length of her wet slit. Teasing her even more, he rubbed it in small circles around her swollen clit, knowing how intense the sensation would be for her.

His desire to take and ravish her body grew from watching her body react to his attentions. It was funny how a simple wiggle of her round hips enticed him so fully. But then he had another idea. Slowly, he slipped the dildo back into her waiting cunt and let it rock in and out. Once he felt her begin to get into the rhythm, he let it slip from her again. This time, however, he traced it up towards her dark opening. He was certain that she had never been taken there before, and this new sensation would surely cause her to jump! After rubbing her slick pussy juices around with the tip, he pressed the vibrator to her virginal back door. It wasn’t enough to penetrate her there, but it was just enough pressure to let the sensation radiate through her whole body.

While it rested there, he moved up and kissed her softly on the lips. “Relax, little one, I will not take you there today. That is something we will need to work up to…. When you are ready!” In his movement, he allowed his rigid member to brush against her thigh. He knew exactly what she wanted, or rather needed, but he was having too much fun in making her wait. Standing beside her, he plunged the toy back into her dripping pussy and began fucking her faster with it. At the same time, his free hand teased her full breasts hanging under her, causing the weights to swing back and forth. Again, his cock throbbed, knowing that he was pushing her to a new level of sexual arousal. Now, he moved his hand down to her smooth cunt and rubbed her clit with his middle finger. Continuously working the toy in and out, he knew that it was now only a matter of time before she needed to cum.

 

[MadameNyx]

Feeling the toy push deeper inside of her, Kayah closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the vibrations echoing throughout her body. She knew that today's goal was control but perhaps, she thought, she had too much of that already. It had happened before that she had tried to control herself so much that she would lose the desire all together, so why not wait until the last moment -until she was at the precipice of that all encompassing pleasure- to use that control and pull herself back? She was sure Jack would enjoy that even more... and so would she. And that was what she ultimately wanted, to cause him pleasure while he watched and heard her struggle.

Keeping that in mind and the conversation they had the last time they had exited the play room, the young woman allowed herself to make all the sounds her body demanded of her. With a sigh, she dropped her head, her dark tresses spilling around her shoulders and arms while she moaned. Her hips gyrated slowly and pushed back and forth, as if she was pretending the pink toy was his cock, to help push it deeper inside of her.

She froze the moment she felt the vibrations move to her back door, a gasp of surprise leaving her lips. He was right to believe that she had never been touched there and, after a moment, she allowed her body to relax once more. Deciding she rather enjoyed the vibrations there, she had lifted her head to look at him over her shoulder when their lips met. Groaning softly into the kiss, she pressed her lips firmly against his, just barely holding her passion in check. The girl wanted him, but she would tease them both until the last possible moment before begging for release.

The sudden intensity of the toy plunging into her pussy once more made her rest her forehead against the padded table with a moan. Her back automatically arched more, her hips moving to help plunge the toy deeper while she bit her lip, his warm hands on her breasts feeling like they were leaving a hot brand on her skin. His fingers rubbed her clit and between that and the feel of his cock rubbing against her thigh with their movements, she found herself whimpering, wishing she could somehow tell him to just ravish her.

After a few moments, she'd had all she could take. "M-master, please... Please fuck me." she murmured between pants "Make me cum on that big cock, sir."