Slave Training (Closed for Msamative)

[MsAmative]

Ava watched curiously as the pair walked in the room, interested to see exactly what the rest of the morning would hold. He was certainly an eyeful she couldn't help but wonder if she was going to need a step ladder as she glanced over Zeke's paperwork. When she looked up she couldn't help but notice that Mark's body language was a bit off as he supervised Zeke, but she couldn't quite tell why. When Zeke started back towards her Mark was on his heels and she couldn't quite tell if he was trying to cut him off or simply following.

"Have a seat Zeke" Ava remarked as she pointed towards the table. When Zeke finally settled down she rolled the stool over and took a seat of her own. "So it seems you don't have any certification on record, but you don't appear to be inexperienced either. Have you been sold before?" Ava asked curiously.

Ava felt the frown cross her face before she could stop it. She hadn't even bothered to really take a look at Zeke yet and she did not like where it was going. This usually indicated a poorly trained sub that no one wanted to deal with, or worse a trail of incompetent, and often abusive string of aggressive individuals. In this case, it was likely the latter... and that just infuriated her.

"Any illnesses or issues I should know about?" Ava said with a sigh as she stood up and took a few steps towards Zeke and handed Mark the clipboard. "Take care of the vitals for me Mark..."

Zeke eyed her intently as she walked forward and extended her hands towards his neck. Ava took her time, checking for bruising or any tender spots in addition to examining his glands which were unsurprisingly swollen. "Infection?" Ava thought to herself... "but where?" It only took a few moments to work through the easy ones. Throat, ears and nose looked looked fine, but the rest were more complicated and she certainly couldn't assume there was only one thing going on. Ava pulled the stethoscope from around her neck to listen to his heart, before taking a few steps behind him. While a few scars peeked over his shoulder, Ava didn't necessarily expect to see the destruction that crisscrossed its way down Zeke's back and her heart sunk. While it wasn't uncommon to see a mark or two within their circles the massive amount of scaring was far from what most would have considered normal. Many of the thick lines crisscrossed each other, showing that this was more than an occasional occurrence.

"Devon, there are a bunch of wound kits in the cabinet to the left of sink. Bring me one, NOW." Ava said impatiently. As if the scars weren't bad enough it was clear that no one bothered to care for the most recent carnage. "Could they not at least let him shower? What the hell?" Ava thought to herself. At least she finally understood Mark's body language earlier. Ava eyed the basin that she packed with the wound kit as Devon stood next to her wide eyed. Normally she would have scolded him, but in the moment she really didn't care.

"Come on, up and back into the shower. How long has it been like this Zeke?" Ava asked impatiently as she stepped back and waited for him to cooperate.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke

Zeke moved to sit on the table when the woman bade him to, his face calm but attentive as he waited for the examination to begin. His gaze remained locked on her when she asked her first question.

"I've been passed from one Mistress to the next since I first became a slave." Zeke spoke confidently in a soft but audible baritone voice. "My contract had no specified expiration date. I remained with one until she tired of me and sold me to another."

The woman's second question came with a sigh, but Zeke composure didn't waver. He sat still and tall as the woman stepped forward and passed the clipboard to Mark.

"No illnesses to speak of, and no physical issues aside from the marks on my back."

Zeke remained composed but attentive as Mark took his temperature and blood pressure and the woman started the exam. His blue eyes watched her as she took great care to be thorough in what she was doing. She seemed more curious than anything, likely still trying to read into him, something that he knew was easier said than done.

When the woman reached for the stethoscope and moved to his side though, Zeke knew that her curiosity was about to be "rewarded" with an answer. His gaze followed her, much like he'd watched Mark. She maintained her professionalism though, and didn't react in the slightest, aside from issuing a command to the younger man in the room.

The woman's final statement was nothing short of a command. Zeke moved to stand once she was out of the way and headed towards the shower. "The scars first came with my first Mistress ten years ago. These most recent ones though, came with my latest Mistress a few days ago." Zeke replied as he stepped back into the shower. He did go one step further than instructed though, and lowered himself to his knees, lowering himself more to her level, to make her task easier.

 

[MsAmative]

It seemed like an eternity for the group of them to cross the room. With nothing but Zeke's back to glare at Ava's anger grew larger with each passing moment. Her composure broke for a moment as Zeke knelt before her, even now doing what he felt she desired.... even after everything he had already endured.

The infection on Zeke's back was clearly evident, angry swollen red lines that stood out against his pale white skin. As she leaned closer she could see them slowly weeping, leaving her to wonder how long ago he had really been beaten. She turned to find both Mark and Devon standing intently behind her, and she was pleased to see that Devon had emptied the kit bag into the basin where everything was easily available. Ava pulled on a set of gloves and swabbed one of the largest wounds for testing later before grabbing the bottle of wound spray and a drape from the kit. She worked slowly and carefully, doing her best to gently irrigate what she could out of the gaping wounds.

"Alright Zeke, time to get up. Lay down on the table for me on your stomach so I can make some... attempt to bandage you up and get a temp on you."

Ava did not wait for Zeke to respond before she quickly crossed the room. She could hear the men follow behind her a few moments later but she was already combing through the drawers for what she needed. She could feel Mark come up next to her, in his own way asking her if she needed help.

"How the hell do I ever do this?" Ava asked softly without expecting an answer as she tore thin strips of gauze padding "his whole back...it is like playing fucking tetris."

Mark carried her tray of bandaging material as she slipped on a fresh pair of gloves and grabbed the thermometer and the tube of lube from the fresh tray by the table. As she leaned her hip lightly against the side of the exam table and applied lube to her fingertip, she couldn't help but notice the calm comfort that Zeke exuded as he laid on the table with his head on his arms. Even in this moment he seemed at peace and she couldn't help but wonder what he might have endured in the past to have such a solid facade. Ava reached over, resting her hand softly on the curve of his ass and slowly spread his cheeks she couldn't help but notice him flinch. "If only here, I have found a chink in your armor" Ava thought to herself as she slowly circled his tightly puckered opening and slid the slim cylinder inside.

"Some things are still traditional from time to time Zeke" Ava said with a chuckle as she stepped away to toss her soiled glove in the trash and grab another. When she returned, Ava moved with a purpose quickly laying down the gauze in the most purposeful way she could as Mark placed a few pieces of tape along the way in an effort to keep them in place. When the offending stripes were finally covered she paused to finish the other outstanding task. Ava slowly withdraw the thermometer with a slow deliberate twist which drew what she could have sworn was a tiny groan from the large man underneath.

Ava sighed as she read it and wiped it down before placing into a tube of disinfectant. "103, which sadly does not surprise me. I will be back, Mark can you get the ace bandage wrapped around his torso for compression and get a blood sample for me? " Ava asked as she peeled off her gloves as she walked out of the room, pausing only to toss them in the bin near the door.

Once again she disappeared down the long hallway, her curiosity more than satisfied.

 

[LucianDevine]

Zeke

Zeke waited on his knees for what felt like an eternity, though in truth it was less than a minute. Though the desire to look back at the woman was strong, he managed to maintain his composure. His ears caught the snap of a glove, and upon hearing it, he took a long and slow breath. The touch of the swab was but a sting compared to what Zeke was used to, and as such, he didn't even flinch at it.

When the woman's next command came, Zeke's response was immediate. He rose slowly to his feet, disturbing the wounds that the woman tended to as little as possible. He followed her across the room with the same calm and steady gait that he'd used when he'd walked towards the shower. Soon enough, he was laying on the table with his head nestled in his arms. He let his gaze linger on the woman as she tore gauze padding into strips. His breathing was slow and steady as he let his eyes glaze over as he watched her. His eyes slipped closed when he felt her hand on the curve of his ass. When that hand grew bolder though, and spread his cheeks, even he couldn't stop the slight flinch that the action caused. His reaction didn't stop her hand from doing what she'd intended though, but he was grateful for the care she took with the task.

The woman's slight joke and chuckle prompted an answering one from Zeke, a reaction that even caught him by surprise. The process of covering each of the infected wounds on his back was difficult and uncomfortable to say the least, but he did the best he could to aid them, breathing as slowly and steadily as he could. What came next though, caught him off guard once again. Before he knew it, he felt the woman pulling the thermometer from him. He tensed when he felt it, and that reflex let him feel the way she twisted it. The feel of it pulled a low groan from him.

When the woman's final command came, Zeke moved to sit up as slowly as he possibly could. In truth, he hated the feel of the bandages on his back, but not nearly as much as he hated the ace bandage that was soon wrapped around him. He sat still as Mark drew the blood that the woman requested, but his gaze turned towards the full length mirror on the side wall of the room. His gaze dropped subconsciously in shame after he saw himself. Thankfully though, the sound of the woman's footsteps coming closer pulled his attention back towards the door.

 

[MsAmative]

The anger pooling below the surface of Ava's calm exterior bubbled over as she walked through the door of Denise's office without knocking. She could see the older woman was taken aback since any of their previous encounters were nothing but cordial.

"Did you know what condition he was in when you agreed to list him Denise? Did you even see him? Did you even bother?" Ava said angrily, not even waiting for a response. "His back is a damn minefield, and infected at that. I hope you did not pay much, because I can't imagine he will sell for much."

"No, I didn't see him. How bad Ava?" Denise asked, finally concerned now that value had come in to play.

"Not good, worse for you then for him. He is likely in the first stages of sepsis, so I suppose you can credit yourself for saving his life. Sign him out with me Denise. He may be ready for sale by the next auction if you let me do so. Leave him here and he may not live to see the one this week." Ava replied harshly. Ava watched Denise study her for a moment before dragging the heavy thick ledger out of her desk and fill out the few measly lines before sliding it over the desk where Ava stood. By the time Ava had filled out her part, Denise was holding out a worn pair of locking leather cuffs and a set of locks to her.

Ava's frustration and anger fueled her pace, and it took only moments for her to once again reach the end of the hall where the three men were waiting. As she walked in she could see each of them waiting for her and anticipating her arrival. As she threw the set of cuffs down on the counter by the door she had to suppress a chuckle as Devon jumped and Mark raised his eyebrows at her. Zeke however was cool as a cucumber which only made her more angry at the past people in his life. Thankfully though, it seemed Mark had already gotten Zeke dressed in a pair of scrubs so progress what not completely lost while she was gone.

"Ava? I found some scrubs in the back that would work, so I figured I would get him ready to go out? If that is your intention?" Mark asked as he walked over towards Ava.

"Yes, there is no point in finishing the rest of this, I cannot sign off on the paperwork at this point anyway. Devon, can you get the rest of this put away?" Ava paused to write a short list which she held out to Mark. "Can you see if we have this in the storeroom?" Ava asked before turning back towards the counter to complete the necessary paperwork for the lab. By the time she had filled everything out and placed it all together the work was finished and Mark was emerging with what she requested from the closet.

"Let me have your hands Zeke" Ava said with a sigh as she grabbed the cuffs off the counter and locked them around his wrists. " ... time to go."

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon

The room was a bundle of nervous energy as it's occupants awaited Ava's return. Devon was fidgeting, clearly uncomfortable with the turn that things had taken since Zeke's arrival. Even Mark seemed briefly at a loss of what to do. The older man did recover quickly enough though, and disappeared into the back room.

When Mark emerged from the room, he was carrying a fresh set of scrubs. Mark glanced at Devon with a serious enough look that the man didn't even need to speak before Devon was heading towards Zeke. The trio worked quickly to get the large man into the scrubs. They were unsurprisingly tight on the man, but better than nothing.

When Zeke's head lifted and looked towards the door, the other two followed suit. They were all watching the door as Ava appeared. Even though Devon saw the cuffs in Ava's hands, he was far from prepared for the sight of her throwing them down onto the counter, and the loud clattering sound made Devon jump. The sound seemed that much louder given it's suddenness and the utter silence that preceded it.

Ava didn't miss a beat though, and Devon nodded at her question, responding softly as he did so. "Yes ma'am." He went about his task as quickly a he could, while trying to ensure that everything went back where it belonged. Mark wasn't far behind when he emerged from the store room, a box of the supplies that Ava requested in his arms.

Devon found himself slightly surprised when Ava locked the cuffs on Zeke's wrists. The man had done nothing but obey and try and anticipate since his arrival. They just didn't seem necessary in his mind. Despite his thoughts though, he was smart enough to keep them to himself. He let Ava take the lead in walking out of the room, with Mark only a couple steps behind. Devon brought up the rear, turning off the lights and closing the door behind him.

Soon enough, the four of them were back in the car heading towards Ava's house. Devon found it difficult not to stare at the large man sitting beside him. He certainly had some questions that he wanted to ask. It was with those questions in his mind that prompted another thought. As bad as it might have been to think it, he couldn't help but wonder if Zeke's presence might distract Ava from his punishment...or perhaps forget about it altogether?

 

[MsAmative]

Ava breathed a sigh of relief when they managed to make to make it to the car without event. While Zeke had been quite cooperative so far she knew from experience that it did not mean he wouldn't try to make a break for it. God knows that would be the last thing she needed today. When they finally came to a stop at the house she pushed down her anxiousness and got out, knowing that Mark and Zeke would not be far behind. She paused in the hallway, torn on where to put their unexpected guest. Next to Devon? Or does she spoil him and put him in one of the nicer rooms that will at least give him some form of entertainment? Ava turned her head slightly as she heard them approach and gave in to her guilt and unlocked one of the more generous rooms across the hall from Devon.

"Mark we'll put him in here" Ava said breathlessly. "Can you get a line in and hang a bag of the broad-spectrum and saline? Devon.... come with me." Ava remarked as she continued down the hall to her room.

No time was wasted when she finally crossed through the door to her room, disappearing into her closet and tossing the now slightly dirty scrubs into the laundry basket. When she came back into the room she found Devon waiting patiently for her after closing the door.

"Put your clothes in my basket in the closet and come here" she said as she walked towards the bed without giving him another glance."

Unlike Devon though, Ava was anything but patient. she was still rather unfulfilled from this morning's adventure and equally aggravated over what happened afterwards at the auction house. She sorely needed an outlet.

"Lay down with your arms above your head Devon. Do not make me wait." Ava called as she sat down on the bed. When he finally laid down next to her she wasted no time in linking the two thin metal cuffs together above his head and tethered him to the bed. Ava laid her head down on on his chest with a sigh as she tried to let some of the stress of the afternoon fade away as she listened to his muffled heartbeat. "Any thoughts about today?

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon

The ride home was pretty much as quiet as the ride to the warehouse, not that Devon was overly surprised at that fact. The three of them hadn't said much when it had been just them, and Zeke didn't seem like the overly talkative type.

When the car came to a stop in the driveway, Ava naturally took charge once more. Though no instructions were given directly to him, Devon was smart enough to follow Mark and Zeke into the house.

Even as he stood behind the Mark and Zeke in the hallway, it was hard for Devon to not be at least a little curious as to what was in the room that was across the hall from his. It was one of the few rooms that had been locked when he'd explored the house. He didn't have much time to dwell on the thought though, because moments after she instructed Mark on what she wanted him to do with Zeke, than she was telling him to follow her.

Devon followed Ava into her bedroom. He closed the door behind him and turned back around in time to see Ava walking into her closet. When she emerged, she had shed the scrubs and was wearing just a bra and a pair of panties. Her command, when it came, was brief, and maybe even a bit noncommittal, but then again, he might have just been trying to read too much into it. In any case, he simply nodded and headed in the closet to do as she'd bade him to. After he'd shed his clothes, he stepped out of the closet and saw Ava standing next to the bed. He nodded at her words once more, and moved towards her as he watched her sit on the bed. He took a long and slow breath before he finally crawled up onto the bed though, more than a little apprehensive at the thought of what might be coming.

Despite his own reservations, Devon did eventually get on the bed and lay down how Ava had instructed him to. He relaxed himself as best he could, a task made more difficult after Ava tethered his wrists together and secured them over his head. Of all the things that he'd expected Ava to do once she'd restrained him though, her curling up beside him and laying her head on his chest was certainly not on the top of the list. He let out a soft sigh and couldn't help but relax a little bit, especially when he felt her hand come to rest on his chest.

"Truthfully..." Devon started as he stared up at the ceiling, "I was actually hoping that everything that happened with Zeke might have distracted you away from my failure this morning..." He swallowed hard, giving his words a moment to sink in before he continued. "That being said though, after seeing the kind of damage that can be inflicted...even if I don't think you would do something like that...I would choose the third option you gave me before, even though I am not exactly sure what all you meant by it."

 

[MsAmative]

Ava's hand wandered, tracing small half hearted circles with her fingers tips as he spoke. When he was finished she sat up so she could look into his face.

"I truly wish that you never experience what Zeke has, that you are worth more and treated with more respect. There are some who enjoy causing and experiencing that level of pain, but I don't think Zeke has experienced that headspace. Most of us value our toys, and we don't want to break them..." Ava said as she ran her hands down the plains of his chest. "As for you? I have not forgotten, but I see it as a way to try out one one of my new toys. In many ways your choice is another lesson in endurance Devon. The first two are equally painful. The spanking is mildly painful at the beginning but grows slowly. The caning is more painful but is over quickly. The third you might remember vividly from Tom's visit, as you were quite curious what it was used for. It is not painful, but it requires you to challenge yourself to be open and willing. It is up to you to decide what you wish to overcome. Pain or to truly give yourself over to a new experience."

Ava laid her head back down on Devon's warm chest. "Which is harder?"

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon's eyes slipped closed as Ava traced her lazy circles on his chest. He took a breath and let it out in a long and drawn out sigh. His eyes opened when she started to speak though, and he lifted his head enough to look down at her. Ava's words made sense, and he understood why she was giving him the choice, but it didn't make the choice any easier.

Devon hadn't hated the last time that Ava had spanked him, but he doubted that the circumstances would be the same if he chose the paddle. His position the last time, had given him a couple of different outlets to focus on, the first of which was his hard cock trapped between her thighs, and the second of which was the clear scent of her arousal, made possible only by his position over her lap.

The thought of the cane almost made Devon cringe, even with the distraction that was Ava laying on his chest. He'd seen first hand the damage that could be caused with it, and even the knowledge that he would be taking less strikes with it didn't make that option particularly appealing.

It was Devon's final option that really made him think though. He'd seen the pleasure that Trevor had derived from just two of Ava's fingers, and he couldn't forget his own reactions to the way Ava had teased him in a similar fashion.

Devon let a soft sigh slip from his lips as he considered the two options that he felt were viable for him. "I think..." He started when he finally made his decision. "That I will stick with the harness..." He took a long and slow breath after he voiced his decision. "There are so many negative connotations with it, but I can't deny my curiosity towards it, and my reactions to your teasing earlier... I will do my best to be open and willing, but I humbly ask you to go slow with me."

Even as he voiced his decision, Devon couldn't stop the slight quake that shook his body. He wanted to be strong and stoic, not unlike the way Zeke always seemed to be, but it was not as easy as the large man made it look.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava laid quietly as Devon spoke, as he thought aloud she tried her best to concentrate and let the anger of the day fade away. She suppressed a chuckle when he cringed as he spoke about the cane, which likely would have been the easiest of the three choices. Ava couldn't help but smile as he spoke of the harness, because for her... it was certainly going to be most enjoyable. She lingered for a long moment, trying to decide if she wanted to linger here in this moment or take advantage of his willingness.

She let her free hand trail along his left side, running the tips her nails ever so gently along the side of this rib cage until they reached just below his hip before running her hand slowly along his side. Still torn, she let her hand wander along his chest, drawing slow deliberate circles around his nipple pulling a steady stream of small gasps and sighs from Devon.

Finally anticipation got the best of her, spurring her to leave her rather cozy spot and roll over to her side of the bed. Ava shed her panties before rolling over and slowly straddling his hips, rubbing herself across his quickly hardening length. Ava reached back to unfasten and slip off her bra in one smooth motion, tossing it off the bed and out of sight. She paused briefly, grinding herself softly onto him as she gazed into his face as she contemplated her next move. She was already excited for the end result, and she wanted him to want it. To beg for it. The only question now was how to get there...

"I suppose I never have to question if you like what you see" Ava said as she stopped and lowered herself over him until they were face to face and barely millimeters apart. "Your erection always gives you away."

She looked at him critically, but she gave him no time to respond as she slid her hands beneath his head and gasped his hair, pulling his head back and providing her full access to his mouth. She kissed him passionately, as he responded in kind driving her arousal through the roof and she couldn't decide which she wanted more, to fuck him or to be fucked. When she finally pulled away she couldn't help but smile as she watched him pant, his desire for her evident in his face. Releasing her hands from his hair Ava leaned towards the head of the bed, gasping his cuffs in her hands and leaving her breasts suspended over his face as she attempted to release his bonds. His own attentions though were making that difficult, but she couldn't bring herself to complain even if it made her job more difficult.


Once he was finally free Ava had to force herself to roll away from his touch, "Roll over on your side, facing away from me Devon.." Ava said hungrily. She wasted no time, curling herself against him as he rolled into position and sliding an arm up under his head and wrapping her hand loosely around his throat, her breast pressed firmly against his back. She let her free left hand explore the plains of his chest, slowly making its way down his stomach and stopping just short of his throbbing cock before traveling back north. She enjoyed playing with each nipple in kind, teasing the small peaks in slow deliberate circles and leaving him desperate for her touch before finally grasping one beneath her fingers. Each gasp and sigh drove her crazy, as she finally slid her way ever so slowly down to his cock drawing a series of whimpers from Devon. His own reactions drove her over the edge, as she moved her left hand to her hair, and pulled his head back exposing his neck and shoulder. The kisses and nips along his neck and shoulder brought out a new series of reactions from Devon and Ava was loving every minute of it. By the time she was tracing her fingertips and nails along Devon's cock she knew she would do anything else asked as he made every attempt to buck his hips for move stimulation.

When Ava released his cock Devon's moan filled the room, but she knew he would not be left wanting for very long. She let her hand trail along her own wetness, gathering some between her fingers before sliding the dry heel of her hand along Devon's hip and ass, deftly sliding her wet fingers between his cheeks. He gasped in surprise as her fingers found his tight ass, slowly rubbing her own wetness against him and teasing his puckered entrance with one hot, warm and slick finger. Ava teased in slow circles as his groans filled the room and he relaxed slowly allowing her slightly more deeper access with each growing moment. By the time Ava could slide her first knuckle in his cries were indistinguishable from each other and she knew he was enjoying it as much as she hoped he would.

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon found himself nervous after he spoke, both for what Ava would think of his words, and the implementations of the words themselves. The feel of her nails running slowly but deliberately down from his chest to his hip was more than enough to distract him though, and before he knew it, he'd almost forgotten all about what he'd said. His eyes slipped closed as he focused on but one thing, Ava's hand as it slid it's way back up his side to slowly circle his nipple. He wasn't even aware of the steady stream of sighs and gasps that her ministrations pulled from him, only the ministrations themselves.

Only when Ava finally made to move did Devon open his eyes. He turned his head to watch her as she shed her panties and rolled to face him once more. His gaze was darkened with lust as he watched her slide on top of him and straddle his hips. His cock wasn't hard yet, but the feeling of her grinding her moist pussy along it's length fixed that rather quickly. He found himself pulling at his bonds just once, wishing that he could touch the beautiful woman that sat astride him. He let out an audible groan every time he felt her shift this way or that on top of him, feeling every subtle movement she made, and loving it.

Devon's gaze lifted to meet Ava's as she spoke. He found himself wanting to defend himself, but the feel of her laying down on top of him, molding the soft curves of her body against the hard planes of his left him speechless. Even when he did eventually open his mouth, he felt her hands in his hair, jerking his head back. He let out a sharp gasp at the action, but her mouth covering his stifled it. Her kisses came with a fiery passion that he gladly returned in kind, giving her as much as he could, despite her grip in his hair and the bonds that held him. When she finally let up, he was gasping for breath, but no less excited, as was likely evident from the throbbing cock that was trapped between them.

As he watched, Ava leaned over him, her hands reaching for the tether that held him. Her motions left her breasts hanging less than an inch above his face. Before he had any time to consider the possible ramifications of his actions, he found himself lifting his head to press a kiss to the inner curve of first one of her breasts, then the other. When she made no move to stop him, he went further, pouncing on her nipple like a starving babe. His lips closed around the swollen nub, and he gave it a single hard suck before he started to flick it with his tongue. He then combined the two, barely resisting the urge to let his teeth graze over it before she rolled off of and away from him. He let out a low groan of dismay, but made no move to pursue her, but rather forcing himself to remain where she'd told him to lay.

Devon didn't even hesitate when Ava told him the next position she wanted him in. He simply rolled to his side and waited, hoping to feel her touch once more. He was not disappointed, and a soft sigh slipped from his lips when he felt her curl up behind him and ease her arm beneath his head. He did not expect her right hand to keep going, especially to go as far as to loosely grab him by the throat, but the feel of her breasts and nipples pressed firmly against his back helped him resist the urge to struggle. Soon enough, all thoughts of struggling were gone. He was far too focused on the feel of her left hand freely exploring his chest and sliding down to his stomach. It kept going though, and Devon found himself eagerly anticipating the feel of her hand on his cock, but instead was left to groan in dismay as it came ever so close before reversing it's direction and sliding back up his body. That hand teasing his nipples was a decent enough distraction though, and his groan of dismay turned quickly into a series soft sighs. Those sighs turned to gasps the moment he felt her fingers close around one, squeezing and pulling at the sensitive nub.

All thoughts of what was happening above his waist were quickly forgotten the second Ava's hand dipped below it, sliding ever-so-slowly towards his cock. He found himself whimpering as her hand got closer and closer, and he was on the verge of begging her for it when her fingertips finally grazed against it.

Before Devon even knew what was happening, the hand that had been gripping his throat was suddenly gripping his hair and jerking it sharply to the side. He let out a sharp gasp of shock. That gasp quickly became a moan though, when he felt Ava's lips and teeth set into his shoulder and neck. The combination of her lips and teeth on his neck and her fingertips and nails on his cock were practically driving him out of his mind. He was shamelessly bucking his hips up to her hand, and arching his back to press himself more firmly against her breasts, desperately seeking more stimulation.

When the hand that Devon found himself suddenly needing disappeared, a desperate moan of need slipped from his lips. His hips bucked once more, hoping in vain that it was still within his reach. Her hand was not gone long though, and a soft sigh slipped from him when he felt her hand sliding down his side, brushing over his hip and grazing across his ass. Devon was so lost in everything that had happened in the past twenty minutes, that the sudden press of Ava's fingers against his puckered ass elicited a sharp and uninhibited gasp.

Devon found himself bucking against the action, but Ava's hand didn't miss a beat. A series of low groans slipped from him when he felt her fingers circling his tight ring again and again, each one actually helping him relax just a little bit more. He actually couldn't tell when exactly things moved from her finger just teasing and circling to her fingertip entering him, and by the time he realized it, he didn't care. He was soon writhing on the bed beside her, first arching his back against her chest, and then arching his hips back towards her penetrating finger, all the while filling the room with a seemingly endless supply of groans and gasps.

Devon had no idea how long it had taken the two of them to get to this point. All he knew was that he was enjoying what Ava was doing to him, and almost before he knew it, he heard himself speaking. "More Ava... Please more...Please don't stop."

 

[MsAmative]

Ava growled softly into the back of Devon's shoulder as she heard him practically begging for more. "More? You want more? I suppose I could arrange that." Ava said with a grin as she slid her hand slowly away from his ass and pushed him onto his back. "Don't move." Ava remarked as she rolled over to the other side of the bed, grabbing a small bottle of lube from the drawer in the nightstand.

As she turned back and covered his mouth with hers she let her hand travel southward. The stifled moan she heard as she brushed his cock caused her to linger for just a moment before continuing. Ava took her time as she resumed her teasing again as she watched Devon's face contract and his body squirm underneath her fingertips as she slowly manipulated him with her solitary finger tip once again. She paused only long enough to add more lube and ease her way back into him once again.

Ava teased him for what felt like ages, adding more lube along the way until both of them were incredibly slick and she could tell that he was dying for more. Only then did she finally let her finger slide inside him effortlessly. Devon moaned without abandon, and Ava had to fight her desire to take him then and there, but she knew that waiting would provide her with a much greater reward. After she had given him a short moment to relax she resumed again, curling her solitary finger upwards towards his prostate. Her actions were well rewarded as he arched underneath her touch and groaned, spurring her on to continue her efforts as she rubbed in small circles. Ava couldn't help but delight in his response, even though she had expected it eventually. Truthfully she gave the third option almost as a joke... never expecting that he would choose it at this point, but oh what a happy surprise.

Ava sat up, giving herself more room to slide her finger deep inside. For just a moment she thought he was going to protest as she pulled away, but the pleasure on his face as said otherwise. She let her free hand trail its way along his chest, tracing one nipple and then the other as she watched him inch closer and closer into sensation overload. Ava wrapped her finger around one of Devon's nipples with a slight pulling motion and sighed as she watched him arch his back and gasp. She couldn't help but use the moment to her advantage. sliding another slick finger inside which released a new series of groans from within him. She stopped and lingered for a moment, allowing him to get used to the newer feeling of fullness before turning her fingers again and resuming her slow circles. His gasp as she did so caused her to wonder for a moment if he would make her stop, but as the gasp turned into a series of soft whimpers she knew he had made his choice.

Devon's whimpers drove Ava to the edge, and as much as she wanted to respect his request to go slow she wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to curb her own desires to simply take him. Ava edged her way slowly down the bed as she fingered his ass until the two were practically hip to hip. She let her free hand rest just behind his knee before she trailed it slowly along his thigh, working her way towards his stomach. Ava let the backs of her nails glide slowly back downwards towards his achingly hard cock, and watched his breath hitch as they ran down his cock. As she grasped his throbbing cock in her hand his moans gave her the confirmation she needed. She withdrew her hand, and grabbed the small bottle of lube from her side. She chuckled silently as he jerked as the slim stream of cool lubed dripped over the underside of cock, but it was quickly replaced with her hand once again as she resumed her slow stroking. His reaction was immediate, and she had to fight her own desire to increase the pace. Instead her let her take advantage of him in a different way, as she curled her fingers and slid them in and out slowly.

As Ava continued his moans grew louder, and she grinned as she watched him spread his legs more for her. She couldn't help but wonder if he was subconsciously asking her for more as she watched the muscles in his body slowly tense.

"Did you want more Devon?" Ava asked suggestively.

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon knew that Ava's two questions were rhetorical, and he was glad for it. He could barely think, let alone speak. He let out a soft groan of dismay when he felt Ava's finger slip from within him. His head turned towards her as she pushed him to his back and turned away from him.

Though he was eagerly anticipating whatever Ava had planned for him, Devon couldn't have predicted the passionate kiss that she gave him the second she turned back towards him. He had to fight the urge to slip his hand behind her head and hold her to that kiss, and thankfully, the feeling of her hand barely brushing his throbbing cock distracted him from everything else. He moaned into the kiss that Ava still held him to as her hand lingered on his cock for but a moment. He could hardly complain when that hand abandoned his cock, because a single moment after it did, he felt a single finger tracing his puckered entrance once more.

The combination of sensations that was Ava's heated kiss, and her continued teasing soon had Devon writhing uncontrollably beneath her. He was letting out a constant stream of groans and gasps, even stifled as they were by Ava's mouth. He found himself undulating his hips, more than enjoying the tease that preceded the wonderful feel of her finger sliding slowly but effortlessly back into him once more.

Devon was beyond thought as he reveled in the feel of Ava's teasing. He was still writhing beneath her touch, and he found himself silently craving more, even if he couldn't properly voice that desire. Ava must have known what he was craving, because no sooner did the thought pass his mind, than he felt the full of her finger slide into him. The feeling of it pulled a loud moan from him, one that could not be fully stifled by the mouth that still claimed his own.

Devon couldn't help but appreciate the few moments that she gave him to get accustomed to the feel of her finger buried to the hilt inside him. Just as he was getting used to it though, he felt the subtle flexing of her finger, and a loud groan was pulled from him. He didn't know what exactly she was doing, but whatever it was, it caused a surge of pleasure that had his eyes rolling up into the back of his head. His back arched of it's own volition, pushing his hips towards her. He felt her finger start to rub inside him in slow circles. The effect of her ministrations was instantaneous. His voice lifted with a sharp series of moans and sighs as he pushed his hips towards her, silently pleading for more once again.

Though he felt Ava move away from his back and sit up, Devon was far too distracted by the pleasure that she was giving him to care all that much, especially when he felt her free hand sliding up his chest. He felt one hand circle and pull first one nipple and then the other, all the while, the finger that was inside him kept steadily pushing in and out of him. He was writhing and undulating back and forth, arching up to her hand and then outwards towards her thrusting finger.

Despite the fact that he was clearly distracted by everything that Ava was doing to him, Devon felt the press of Ava's second finger against his tight ring, and better yet, felt it slide easily past it and thrust fully into him. The increased fullness he felt only served to push him higher. His groans came faster and louder now, especially when he felt both of her fingers press to that spot inside him. His entire body quaked with pleasure, and he gasped sharply with it. Then, before he knew it, he heard himself whimpering with pleasure, yet another first for him!

Devon was subtly aware of Ava moving once again, but just like before, he was far too distracted to care all that much. All he truly cared about, was the contact between them, and the pleasure she was giving him. The feel of her hand on his knee pulled at Devon's attention, especially as it slid down his leg. The shift from the pads of her fingers to her nails forced him to open the eyes he hadn't realized that he'd closed. He lowered his gaze to watch the progress of that hand, but the second her nails touched and slid down the full length of his throbbing cock, his breath hitched. He found himself briefly overwhelmed with pleasure, literally to the point of him almost being unable to breathe.

The feel of Ava's hand gripping his cock forced Devon to inhale sharply, if only to give him enough air to let out a new stream of moans. Then, the hand that gripped his cock lifted free, pulling a low groan of dismay. The sudden feel of something cool on his overheated and throbbing cock forced his eyes open once more The sight that lay before him sent another surge of pleasure through his body. He watched as her hand gripped his slick cock and slowly stroked him. At the same time, he saw her other arm below the first, and felt her fingers curl and start to thrust with a slow but deliberate pace.

Devon was a helpless but ever-willing participant as Ava's hands worked in tandem, keeping a steady stream of pleasure coursing through him. With every few strokes, he found himself spreading his legs a bit wider, trying to give her more room to work and do with him as she wished.

Ava's seductive question forced Devon to lift his gaze to meet hers. he kept letting the sighs and moans come as they may, even as he held her gaze. "G-god yes...more...please more!" Devon heard himself all but yelling as he arched his hips up towards her and spread his legs just a little bit more.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava laughed softly as she heard Devon beg for more as his body language deftly did the same. Who was she to deny him exactly what they both wanted? It took only a moment for her to slip her already slick ring finger inside. Devon's body offered no real resistance at this point, which shocked only Devon. Ava knew that he had already lost his mental resistance to the act which meant the only restrictions that existed where his body's own limits, and three of her fingers were far from it's limit. Devon's reactions only further heightened her own excitement and she could feel her own juices start to slowly work their way down her thighs. As Devon's moans increased the pace of her fingers did as well, and she watched his arousal built to new levels as his cock slowly oozed pre-cum from the lip and pooling slowly onto his stomach. She could tell that if she kept up the pace he would come at any moment, and she wasn't ready for him to blow just yet.

Ava placed her palm on the middle of Devon's stomach, as she slowly slid her fingers from him. "Don't go anywhere" Ava said with a chuckle as she slid off the bed. She was only gone for a brief moment, grabbing the simple 3 strap leather harness from the drawer and slipped a dildo through the ring. Ava selected the easiest in her arsenal, six inches long, smooth with no discernible head, and a little more than an inch in diameter leaving him no obstacles other than his own head to deal with. It took her only a minute to buckle the first strap around her slim waist and strap the remaining two around her thighs before turning back towards Devon and walking her way to the foot of the bed. She paused a moment as she stood at his feet, letting Devon get an eyeful of her wearing her very un-lifelike purple cock before she reached over and grabbed the lube off the bed beside him.

"Come here..." Ava said hungrily as she reached back over the bed and grabbed each of Devon's thighs, pulling his ass towards the edge of the bed. "I think it is about time you gave me what you offered, don't you?"

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon knew what he sounded like when he begged for more, and knew what any onlooker might think if they happened to walk in right now, but right now, he could care less. His pleading cry was barely past his lips when he felt Ava slip a third finger into him. He let a low groan slip from his lips, and found himself unable to resist the urge to clench his ass around her fingers. He could only hold that clench for but a moment though, because he felt Ava's pace pick up, steadily finger-fucking him now. Every one of her fast and deliberate thrusts pulled a moan from him, and he found himself resisting the urge to match each one of her thrusts with a push of his hips towards her.

The feel of Ava's hand on his stomach helped bring Devon back down to earth. His breathing was still fast though, and all he could do to acknowledge her statement was nod his head.

Though he knew what Ava was going to fetch, Devon found himself too caught up in his own thoughts to watch. He knew what was going to happen, and strangely enough, he found himself more okay with it than he ever would have imagined before today.

The sight of Ava walking back into his field of vision pulled at Devon's attention, and he met her gaze before he looked down at the dildo she had strapped into her harness. He could tell just from his quick glance that it was no bigger around than her three fingers had been, if even that. The length unnerved him a little bit, but he didn't have a whole lot of time to think about it, because before he knew it, he heard Ava speak, saw her lean towards him and felt her wrap her arms around his thighs and pull him towards. He found himself briefly distracted by his own surprise that she could actually pull him, being that he weighed at least fifty more pounds than she did.

It was Ava's voice that once more pulled Devon out of his own head. Her words rang out loud and clear, and even as Devon considered how to respond, he let his mind wander over the past few days. He thought of everything that had happened and everything that could have happened if Ava had wanted it to. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a long and slow breath.

"Yes...Mistress." Devon said softly as he opened his eyes and lifted his gaze to meet Ava's.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava desperately needed something to distract her from just taking what she wanted. She kneaded the flesh of his thighs absentmindedly with one hand, and poured a thin line of lube on the dildo with the other. She then waited for him to reply, the dildo now resting just millimeters away from his now open cheeks. When Devon's reply finally came the meaning of the phrase did not escape her, and she couldn't help but wonder how much of that meaning was truly conscious.

As Devon's gaze met hers, she reached down to grasp the toy firmly, teasing them both one final time as she rubbed the tip slowly against his ass. She couldn't help but smile as she watched the small moans cross his mouth and as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Only when she could finally take it no more did she shift her hips closer, entering him slowly. She suppressed a chuckle as she watched his eyes go wide for just a moment as the head popped into and disappeared inside him. "Relax Devon, it will only hurt if you get nervous and tighten up around it." Ava remarked as she wrapped her arms around the outside of his legs and ran each hand down the inside of his thighs. She lingered like this for a long moment, letting him get used to the sudden fullness before she started to slowly slide the rest of the length inside.

Ava paused as she reached the last inch, her thighs resting along his as she let him grow accustomed to the new length. Ava let her gaze drop, he eyes wandering over his throbbing erection. If she had any questions about his enjoyment up to this point it sealed the deal. She rocked her hips slowly and gently, withdrawing slightly before letting the curved shaft rock inward, once again dragging slowly back and forth over his prostate again and again. As his moans grew closer together she released his legs and increased her pace and lengthened her thrusts. Her eyes were riveted to his face as she watched each moment of enjoyment cross his face. She knew her own enjoyment was quite present at this point, her own scent hanging in the air, her movements causing small squelching noises as her own excitement continued to drip down and coat the inside of her thighs.

When Devon drew his legs up to allow her better access she knew he was getting closer to coming all on his own. She let her right hand slide down the inside of his thigh before she encircled his cock, drawing a loud moan from Devon as she slowly slid it up his length. She continued stroking him, increasing her speed as his moans grew louder. Ava watched his body slowing tensed, and his breathing increased.

"Cum for me Devon." Ava gasped.

 

[LucianDevine]

The meaning of his own words was not lost on Devon, even in this moment, and the fact that it was the first he'd even considered then, let alone put a voice to them.

Though he knew what was about to happen as Ava reached down to grab the dildo that she wore, Devon kept his gaze locked on Ava's, partly as a sort of distraction, but also because he felt it might be what she wanted just them.

A low series of moans slipped from Devon when he felt the tip of the dildo rub up and down his ass, teasing his asshole with every stroke. Despite the fact that he'd felt her fingers only moments before, the rubbing that no doubt preceded it, and the first true push of the dildo against his asshole, he still wasn't ready for the feeling of the dildo popping inside him. His body flinched terribly, his eye flew fully open, and he let out a sharp gasp at the sudden fullness, even though he knew the dildo wasn't overly thick, or even that far into him.

Ava's words helped relax him a little, but not as much as the feel of her arms wrapping around his spread legs and her hands trailing down the insides of his thighs. He took several short breaths as he tried to force himself to relax, and felt more than a little gratitude towards Ava that she gave him the time to do so before doing what they both know she wanted to do.

With the shock of that first penetration over, there was nothing to stop Devon from enjoying the feel of Ava's first full thrust. He let out a long drawn out sigh that lasted the moment he felt her start to move again until he felt her thighs resting against the inside of his own as she pushed the last inch into him. Even when she lingered there, he couldn't resist the urge to shift his hips a little bit, groaning as the new feeling of the dildo inside him, a feeling that actually made him clench around it, prompting a fresh, albeit soft gasp.

As Ava withdrew the first time, Devon let out another low groan when he felt the dildo brush against the spot that her finger had touched before, once more causing his eyes to roll back into his head. His resistance waned, and his eyes closed of their own volition. The second thrust was far easier than the first, and by the time her thirds thrust came, the discomfort was all but gone, leaving nothing but pleasure in it's wake. That pleasure only increased when he forced his eyes open and looked up at Ava. She was literally staring at his face, and the smile on her lips could only be described as mischievous, almost like she knew that things would get to this point from the moment he'd chosen this option. Even when he tore his gaze from her face, he couldn't help but appreciate the view of her breasts, swaying back and forth with every thrust of her hips.

The combination of sights before him prompted Devon to lift his hips and legs just a bit, wrapping them more fully around Ava. Even as he did that though, he let his feet drop down to her ass. A singe flex of his legs pulled her the slightest bit closer and the dildo a little bit deeper into him. His eyes closed once more as he felt her groin pressed against his ass. He repeated the motion again, but found that Ava had yet another surprise up her sleeve. He felt her hand slide down the inside of his thigh. There was no tease from her this time though, because her hand made no attempt to intentionally avoid his cock, but rather went straight to his cock and wrapped around it. The first stroke drew a long moan from him, a moan that hitched a little when he felt her thrust inside him once more.

It didn't take long for the combinations of sensations to build quickly for Devon, especially when Ava started to both stroke and thrust faster. He was certainly with her though, flexing his legs and arching his hips, pushing the intense intimacy of the moment up to a whole new level. Soon enough, his breathing was reduced to shallow pants, and every passing moment, thrust, and stroke built him higher and higher.

Devon almost didn't hear Ava's words through her panting breaths, but when he finally comprehended what they meant there could only be one reaction. His felt her pull back and reacted immediately, contracting every muscle he had, right down to the legs that pulled her against and into him with a force that overwhelmed his meager defenses. His voice lifted in an uninhibited roar of pleasure as his cock expanded in her hand and erupted with his cum. He lifted his hips as he came, every muscle in his body clenching, right down to his legs that were wrapped around her. Even as he came though, Ava didn't let up. He felt her continue to drive the dildo into him, seeming to redouble her effort as she fucked him through the full of his orgasm, an effort that only served to intensity his push him that much higher as his cum covered his chest.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava continued her manic thrusts ( at least as much as his legs would allow) as she watched Devon orgasm, his moans filling the room. When Devon's orgasm finally faded, and his body fell limply back down to the bed she slowed, finally coming to a stop and letting her arms curl around and support his thighs with her length buried inside him. It took significantly more leverage to move Devon back up the bed, but with her arms curled around him and her cock deep inside him she managed to move him up enough to ensure he was no longer completely hanging off the edge. She couldn't help but smile as he lay there panting and entirely spent.

When he had finally caught his breath she couldn't help but ask "Was it as bad as you were expecting?" Ava released his legs, running her hands along the inside of his legs once again. "Lift your legs up again and relax while I slide it out" Ava said softly as she let her hands drop from his legs once more. It took a long moment for Ava to finally withdraw, and she couldn't help but notice Devon's sigh as the head finally popped free. She couldn't help but wonder what exactly that sigh meant as she took a few steps back and unhooked the harness, setting it on one of the small side tables that flanked the sofa behind her.

"Come here Devon" Ava said as she sat on the edge of the sofa and pointed to the space between her spread legs. "I think you have some repayment to do..."

 

[LucianDevine]

To say that Devon was sated when his orgasm finally faded and he collapsed fully onto the bed was an understatement at the very least. His entire body was exhausted from the ordeal, such to the point that he likely would have fallen off the bed onto his ass if Ava hadn't been there to support him. The fact that she also put in enough effort to push him backwards on the bed made him appreciate her that much more, especially given the fact that she did it while she kept the dildo hilted inside him.

Devon forced his eyes open when he heard Ava ask her question, but still found himself without the ability to speak just yet. All he could do was smile weakly and sake his head before lifting his gaze to meet hers.

The feeling of Ava running her hands down the inside of his thighs pulled a soft moan from Devon. He heard her speak, and he nodded in acknowledgement, but still had to take a couple of moments just to gather enough strength to do as she bade. He felt her pull slowly out of him, an action that made him stifle a whimper. His entire body shuddered once when the head of the dildo finally popped free of him, and he let out a soft sigh at the feeling of emptiness that followed.

Devon's gaze followed Ava's movements as she stepped back, and he watched with eyes at half mast as she unhooked the harness and set it on one of the side tables. His gaze lifted to meet hers as she settled on the edge of the sofa and told him to come to her. Her second statement forced his gaze to lower though. He could see her thighs glistening with her arousal, and the sight of it made him aware of the strong scent of it permeating the air. Just as his cock would always be evidence of how he felt about everything she did to him, the strong and distinct scent of her arousal was similarly evident about how much she enjoyed everything she did to him.

It took Devon longer to work up the energy to sit up than he would have liked, but he did nod in acknowledgement of her words once more. He also subconsciously licked his lips, more than anticipating what was to come when he was finally able.

Devon braced his hands on the bed and pushed himself into a sitting position, letting out a low groan as he did so. He leaned forward and braced his hands on his knees, taking another moment to prepare himself before he forced his body to move. Thankfully though, he didn't have to go far, and he let a small smile cross his face as he pushed himself away from the bed. Rather than move to stand though, he lowered himself to his knees and then dropped to all fours. He held his head up high though, meeting Ava's gaze as he crawled the short distance between them.

Devon lowered his lips to kiss each of her feet before lifting his head enough to let his tongue flick out and lick her calf. He licked his way from her calf all the way up to her apex of her thighs, smiling inwardly at the tease of a taste of her arousal he got on the way. He couldn't resist the urge to tease her at least a little though. He pulled his tongue back and pressed a single kiss to the sensitive spot between her inner thigh and her pussy. He went one step further though, and opened his mouth just enough to add some suction to that tender flesh. Even as he did so though, his arms wrapped around her thighs, a simple pretense for what they both knew was coming.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava watched Devon intently as he began his slow approach. As she watched him drop down to his hands and knees she couldn't help but wonder what had gotten into him. First, he willing calls her mistress and now... he crawls to her willingly? While mostly pleasant, the day had been full of surprises.

A small smile crossed Ava's face as she watched Devon softly kiss the tops of each of her feet in kind. She couldn't manage to suppress her gasp though, when he took her by surprise and playfully licked her calf. It soon turned into a soft groan as he worked his way further and further up her thighs. As she leaned back softly to allow him better access she fought the urge to speed him along in his journey. Thankfully he didn't keep her waiting long, as he pressed his lips once again to her thighs and wrapped his arms around her. In the end she could no longer restrain herself, grasps a deep handful of hair and pulled him tightly towards her wetness.

Ava let herself revel in the moment, grinding his face into her wetness as if she could mark him forever with her scent. His own efforts did not go unnoticed, at least when she allowed him to be effective, with her own scent practically covering the entirety of his face. Even as she held him close with force, his own light touch catapulted her higher and higher. For the second time that day her moans filled the room as his tongue danced along her flesh. Ava wrapped around her legs around him and entwined her other free hand through his hair as well, subconsciously wishing to draw him ever closer as she came. "Please don't stop... Devon don't stop" Ava gasped in between moans as she came. Devon did not waver as she came down from her peak, increasing his pace and giving her no reprieve. Ava squirmed, her moans turning to sharp whimpers as she gasped in her attempts to catch her breath. Her whimpers increased in frequency as she inched faster and faster towards her own second orgasm which only further spurred Devon on. Ava's hands dropped to her sides as she arched her back, lifting herself off the edge of the sofa as she struggled to hold back. In the end, his skill won out over her own and she came... filling his mouth with her own juices.

Thankfully Devon's attentions slowed as he pulled back slightly as he savored the new taste that still lingered within her folds. With his attentions elsewhere for the moment she regretfully pushed him back slightly, ending the moment. "No more Devon... no more." Ava said, still gasping as she sunk back onto the sofa.

 

[LucianDevine]

Although the current circumstances weren't exactly as they had been earlier that day, Devon was hardly surprised when Ava's hands fisted in his hair and pulled him towards her soaked sex. He had more than enough time to take a deep breath before his face was well and truly buried between her thighs once more. She went one step further this time, and pulled his head first one way then the other, coating much of his face in her copious wetness. When he did find himself able though, he did what he could to add to her pleasure, flicking his tongue against her clit or teasing at her entrance.

Though Ava stopped pulling his head to and fro, the combination of her two hands in his hair, and her legs around his head did little to lessen the force with which she held him. It did allow him more freedom of movement though, which he gladly and eagerly made us of. His tongue teased at her labia, lashed at her clit, and rapidly circled her entrance. Her vocal responses were anything but lost on him, and as he both felt and heard her near her climax, he lifted his lips to close around her clit. He sucked hard upon the distended nub as she held him to it.

Even as Ava came off though, her words did not fall on deaf ears. Devon redoubled his efforts, tightening his grip on her thighs as he pushed himself even closer to her. sucking on her clit and lashing it with his tongue with near-violent intent. Her hands releasing their hold on his hair did nothing to lessen his efforts. Quite the contrary as it were. He felt her lift her hips off the chair, and found himself wishing he could see the two of them like that. He held true to his efforts though, even as her whimpers reached his ears.

How long Devon might have gone, even he didn't know. Thankfully though, for both involved, he got what he well and truly wanted when Ava came off that second time. Though the feel of her squirting on his face and the distinct taste of her ejaculate only made Devon want more, he kept going only through the full of her second orgasm. He forced himself to lessen the force of his efforts, even as he let his tongue savor the lingering taste of her release.

"Yes...Mistress..." Devon said softly as he allowed himself to be pushed away. He let himself fall back into a relaxed kneeling position, his breathing only just now starting to return to normal. Even as he watched Ava lower her ass back down to the sofa, he found himself wishing once more that he could have seen them as they were, just moments ago. He took a long and slow breath, giving her a few moments to recover before he lifted his head and spoke once more.

"Would you like me to draw you a bath, or perhaps warm up the shower?"

 

[MsAmative]

The room fell silent for a long moment as Ava caught her breath and thought over her options. As much as she knew Devon's thoughts were in the right place she really had no desire to move at the current moment. Ava sighed as she sat up slightly and slid further back onto the sofa.

"In a moment perhaps... come here" Ava said wearily as she pointed off the space next to her left leg and waited as Devon approached. When he was finally within reach, Ava wasted no time, grabbing a fist full of his hair and pulling his head gently until it rested against her leg. When they were finally close she relented, petting him rather absentmindedly.

"I am quite proud of you Devon, you have handled yourself quite well, and while you still have much to learn the progress you have made in here" ava said softly as she paused to tap the top of his head lightly "is very apparent. I think you will make someone very happy one day."

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon waited patiently on his knees in the comfortable silence that filled the room while Ava caught her breath. He heard her sigh and watched as she pushed herself up just long enough to slide back a bit more on the sofa.

When Ava spoke, Devon simply nodded at first, and when she bade him to move beside her, he did so, not even giving it a second thought. He felt her hand in his hair and let out a soft sigh. He didn't exactly expect to feel her hand fist in his hair, but he didn't fight or try to pull away. Similarly, when she made to pull his head down to her lap, he also didn't fight her. He let her pull his head where she wanted it, and when she started to pet his hair, he braced himself on one hand and let the other one fall to one to her knee and slide slowly up and down between her knee and her ankle, letting out a soft sigh as he let himself enjoy the simple moment.

Devon's head turned the slightest bit when Ava started to talk. He turned just enough to make sure that he heard every word that she spoke. It didn't pass his notice when she'd tapped his head and mentioned the psychological progress he'd made over the course of these past five days.

It was her last statement that gave him a little pause though, and his hand stopped on her leg when he heard it. "Yes...somebody..." Devon said softly, more to himself than Ava. Her words reminded him of what Trevor had said, and what the man had been likely to say if Ava hadn't approached them at that exact moment.

Devon swallowed hard before adjusting the position of his head on her lap just a little, just enough to nuzzle his cheek against her thigh for a couple of seconds before settling back into the more comfortable resting position he'd been in while she was petting his head.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava couldn't help but cock her head to the side and let her stroke falter as Devon responded to her comment. She really hadn't expected him to respond at all, but now she couldn't help but wonder if he meant something. Did he even really mean for her to hear him? Was he just thinking allowed, or did he actually mean her?

"I suppose I shall let you run me that bath now Devon.." Ava remarked and she removed her hand from his hair. She couldn't help but see his hesitation as he slowly got up from the floor, it seemed he would have been just as content to have lingered in the moment. As always though, she always admired his form as he walked away even when he did so with reluctance.

Ava waited a few minutes before rising to join him, knowing he would likely still feel somewhat awkward in the task at this point. By the time she walked in he was perched at the end of the tub, watching as it filled the rest of the way with a small stack of towels next to him. "Have you added anything yet? .. lets opt for the unscented white bottle this time. I think we have enough different scents going on in the area at the moment" Ava said with a laugh. She couldn't help but watch him intently as he finished up his task, there was something about him that just held her attention. She reached over slightly and dipped her hand in to test the waters as he stood up and reached out his hand to assist her. She moved in slowly, letting her skin adapt to the deliciously hot water. Her eyes slipped closed for a brief moment as she sunk in fully, her back against the tub and her head just above the surface of the water. When she opened her eyes she couldn't help but wonder how the angry boy she met five days ago had become the eager man who now knelt on the side of the tub, with his eyes downcast and waiting patiently.

"Come here Devon, my tub is certainly big enough for two... why don't you take the other side..." Ava said gently..