Teacher’s Lesson

The drive seemed to last forever as the car traveled onward through the countryside and into the mountains. It actually felt as if she had been kidnapped and was being taken to another country. Higher they went up the mountain, apparently out in the middle of nowhere.

In the dusk a lone building appeared, looking forbidden and haunting. It was a foreign style house, like something transported from an Asian country.

The chauffeur pulled up in front and opened the door. She had no say as he quickly latched the leash to the collar around her neck and, with a quick jerk, led her into the mountain mansion.

The place was sumptuous with an air of something like sexual tension, what with the statutes decorating the place. Yet, upon closer inspection she could see that they were women posed in various sexual positions, most tied up in what looked to be something very painful.

She was led to a luxurious bedroom where a midnight blue corset and what had to be thigh high black boots with stiletto heels were laid out on the bed.

You will dress in the clothing Mr. Le has provided for you.

And then he left her alone. She looked at what she was expected to wear - no panties or hose, only the corset and the boots. She felt so exposed. Yet there was no other option.

After a while, another Asian man entered the bedroom. This must be Mr. Le. She could not tell his exact age though she felt that he was an older man due to the silver in his hair. He stood a moment looking her over before he spoke.

You are quite attractive Miss Goodner. Tell me, Penny is it?, about your life and aspirations before coming to John J Pershing High.

She was hesitant, not sure how to act. Or just how much to answer. Should she tell the truth? Yet he stood there watching her, his arms fold and hidden in the sleeves of the silk gown that he wore.

Come now don’t be shy tell me about yourself Penny.

Taking a deep breath, she forged forward.

“Well, I certainly didn’t expect this. I had hopes that I would become a good teacher, an inspiration to my students. My parents were killed in a car crash and left me alone and needing to support myself. Otherwise I would not have taken this job.”

She paused. “I was raped by the student in my classroom, raped by Principal Noise, and then blackmailed if I did not participate in this.”

Penny are you familiar with the BDSM lifestyle?

She frowned, not sure what he meant. Suddenly he spoke in an authoritative manner.

Display Penny.

She paused. He didn’t mean anything that he had asked. She took a deep breath and knelt into position, feeling so exposed. Waiting, staring straight ahead. She realized that to him, she was nothing but a body to use.

Just make it through the weekend...
 
“You are quite attractive Miss Goodner. Tell me, Penny is it?, about your life and aspirations before coming to John J Pershing High. Come now don’t be shy tell me about yourself Penny.”

Le listened as Penny told him “Well, I certainly didn’t expect this. I had hopes that I would become a good teacher, an inspiration to my students. My parents were killed in a car crash and left me alone and needing to support myself. Otherwise I would not have taken this job.”
He listened intently as this gorgeous blue-eyed creature told him about her hopes and dreams. How they had changed with the death of her parents which had led her to John J. Pershing High and her present position. This little confession of her past life and hopes told so willingly showed that the girl was possessed with a basic submissive nature. Le listen as Penny told of her rape and how she had been used in the pass week by staff and students.

“Penny are you familiar with the BDSM lifestyle? Display Penny!” The questions had followed one after the other in quick succession. Le saw a frown mare Penny’s angelic face, as she dropped to her knees and assumed the position that Magabi had ingrained in her. Penny knelt there her shapely little butt resting on her heels, elbows out, and her firm young breasts thrust up and out straining against her corset. Le was pleased with how quickly this delicious young creature had assumed the position of Display. “I see you’re a very obedient and pleasing young lady Penny.” He smiled down on her and gently lifted her chin, so she met his gaze. “It is almost perfect my dear. Now spread your knee…..That’s it a bit wider………..Very good Penny.” The position that Le had her assume not only had Penny’s breast thrust up and out as if she was offering them to him but had her pussy blossom and her clit clearly displayed for him as well.

“This weekend you will learn the joys of bondage and submission Penny. If you please me then perhaps you will not have to go back to John J. Pershing High.” He let his words sink in the gorgeous little blonde’s mind. “If you do not please me then I shall return you to Noise.”

He paused gave Penny some time to think and then asked. “Do you have any questions before we start?”
 
This Mr. Le stood there looking her over like a fine dinner waiting to be eaten. In a way, she was thankful that she was not a virgin facing God knew what this weekend.

I see you’re a very obedient and pleasing young lady Penny.

He took hold of her chin and raised it so that he could look into her eyes.

It is almost perfect my dear. Now spread your knee…..That’s it a bit wider………..Very good Penny.

He spent a bit of time making adjustments to the pose until at last he seemed satisfied.

This weekend you will learn the joys of bondage and submission Penny. If you please me then perhaps you will not have to go back to John J. Pershing High.

At first his words gave her hope. Not have to go back to that school and be sexually used by just and and every person in the school. But then again, she did not know just what would be expected of her this weekend. Though she had to admit that these surrounding were much nicer that that ratty school.

If you do not please me then I shall return you to Noise.

She took a deep breath, well aware of what that entailed. That would be more of the same as the past week had been. The shame of being used by any student, teacher or custodian there.

Do you have any questions before we start?

She was scared, and it showed in her eyes. She really didn’t even know what questions to begin to ask. Maybe later...

“May I ask questions later?
 
Le saw hope spring in Penny’s stunning blue eyes when he mentioned the possibility of not having to return to John J. Pershing High. That flare of hope faded to an uncertain questioning in those hauntingly beautiful blue eyes. Le did so enjoy toying with this gorgeous young creature, she was hardly older than her students. He watched as Penny took a deep breath, to steady herself.

“Do you have any questions before we start?” Le could see that Penny was scared of the unknown. He also knew that she was well aware what her fate would be if she did not please him, a return to John J. Pershing to be used, humiliated and degraded by the students, faculty, and to be once more the personal sexual slave of Markham Noise, Miss Osgood, and Magabi. “May I ask questions later?”

He loved the little lost girl quality of Penny’s voice and even if she did not realize it she had taken another step into the dark world that was to become her new life. “Of, course you May Penny……. When you have permission to speak.” He gently caressed Penny’s cheek with the back of his hand. “Shall we start with a simple exercise in obedience Penny.” He smiled kindly down on the kneeling beauty as he spoke and continued to caress her cheek. “ Maintain your present position as best you can while you play with and excite your breasts and that delicate little pussy of yours Penny.

Le had given her a simple assignment. “Oh, and do make yourself cum as I watch Penny.” With a kind voice Le had just up the stakes for what he was demanding of this naive young beauty.
 
Of, course you May Penny……. When you have permission to speak.

Though he spoke quietly and calmly, and stroked her cheek as he did so, something told her not to get on this man’s bad side. So she gave a simple small nod. He continued to stroke her cheek as he spoke.

Shall we start with a simple exercise in obedience Penny. Maintain your present position as best you can while you play with and excite your breasts and that delicate little pussy of yours Penny.

This gave her memories of Magabi and his huge member pounding into her, using her like she was his play toy...and then making her play with herself.

Oh, and do make yourself cum as I watch Penny.

Was this something that all men liked to do? Watch a woman masterbate? Watch her try to excite herself? She just didn’t understand it. She derived no excitement from watching the male students stand there pulling and playing with their penises and shooting ropes of seed into the air while they waited for their turn to use her. Maybe it was a male thing. But several times Magabi had had her do this, so at least she had some idea of what was expected.

Her fingers were tiny and delicate, almost looking like belonging to a doll as opposed to looking like a humans. And her movement were delicate as well, so that what she did took on an air of refinement. She closed her eyes and imagined herself alone, trying to pretend that she did this for herself, her fingers lightly circling the small pink nipple as it puckered in response.

With her other hand, she moved it down to the fairly new smoothly bare skin of her sex. It was still relatively tender and sensitive so that she easily tickled her slit, her clit quickly getting wet.

She lightly bit her lower lip, her light gasp eventually leading to quick panting through her slightly parted lips. She swallowed, her throat suddenly dry as her fingertips played in the squelching sound.

She lost all sense of time. All she knew was what was expected of her, and that this Mr. Le was apparently someone not to disappoint. So she imagined herself alone.

The sound that she made was a soft moan as she finally came, with goosebumps covering her skin as her back arched and her fingers became wet. The whole thing was like a sigh as she gasped for breath with one last shudder. It was as delicate as she herself was.

Licking her lips, her tongue small and pink, she gave one last shudder before opening her eyes to look at him, her eyes trying to focus. There was a faint sheen of dew on her skin not covered by the midnight blue corset.
 
Le watch with intent interest Penny’s response to his command; to maintain her present position as best she could while exciting her breasts and pussy. Additional he had commanded the gorgeous young creature to make herself cum while he watched. Le’s commands where not frivolous voyeurism but had a very real purpose to them. Would Penny do as she was commanded and submit to his will and he wanted to know just how responsive that delicious young body was to sexual stimulation.

Le smiled as Penny’s delicate fingers went to her breast to tease her nipples and his smile broaden as they quickly became taunt little pale pink points crowning the girl’s dusky pink areola. He watched as her other hand slid down over her quivering abdomen and between her lily-white thighs to toy with her clit. He loved the way her stunning blue eyes fluttered close; the way Penny bit her lower lip as she, and way she drove herself on towards her own orgasm. Penny’s back arched, her body trembled, a staggered gasp escaped her moist ripe lips as she came. Penny came with such intensity that her silken skin glowed with a fine sheen of sweat. Le was very pleased with her performance and it told him that the girl was easily sexually excited, was possessed of a submissive nature, and no matter how much she denied it That gorgeous young body loved the sexual excitement.
“Very good Penny. I see you are a very good and obedient young lady.” Le brushed a few stray blonde hairs form Penny’s angelic face. “You may rise my dear, remove your corset and come with me.” Le led penny from the room and down a series of long twisting corridors. Finally, the arrived at what he called his playroom. It was to say the least a sexual dungeon. Spread before Penny were the devices that Le would test her on, the rack, a kneeling bench, a trapeze, and a cross of St. Andrew. There were whips little clamps, and other devices that the naïve young beauty could not imagine their use.

“Penny you shall know experience bondage. Has anyone ever bound you before?” Le searched the young girl’s eyes as she answered his question to see if she was lying or telling the truth. “We will start with the cross of St. Andrew. Face me back to the cross and raise your hands and spread your lovely legs Penny.
 
Very good Penny. I see you are a very good and obedient young lady.

Mr. Le seemed pleased with what she had done though she had done it the only way that she knew how. However, he stroked her face before continuing.

You may rise my dear, remove your corset and come with me.

Soon she followed him through the various halls of the mansion. As what was becoming her usual mode of dress, she wore not a stitch of clothes while the man remained fully clothed. Thankfully she did not see that chauffeur that had driven her out there, nor anyone else. She did wonder if Mr. Le lived in this huge house alone save for servants.

The place was a maze of corridors, each decorated with statues carved out of precious gems and minerals like Jadeite and Nephrite and ivory and lapis lazuli and cinnabar and malachite and such. Each was a woman, nude and tied up in exotic and tortured looking poses. The further into the bowels of the mansion they went, the more painful the statutes appeared and the more that fear began to fill her.

Finally they stopped before double doors with gold ornate handles. The doors were heavily carved and appeared to be thick heavy doors of rich teak wood. Mr. Le smiled at her before turning the handles and she had expected them to groan as they opened but they made absolutely no sound.

Upon opening the door, she was ushered into a room the likes of which she had really never seen before. It actually looked like something out of a medieval torture chamber, and Penny felt fear run through her.

After all, Noise and that Osgood woman were the only ones that really knew where she was, and she really couldn’t trust either one of them. This Mr. Le could torture and kill her and there would be no family to miss her or go looking for her. Instead, she would just disappear off the face of the earth.

Mr. Le smiled at her and, with eyes wide and fearful, she stared at him and shook.

Penny you shall know experience bondage. Has anyone ever bound you before?

She nodded, and he seemed to be waiting for an answer. She had no reason to lie but she hesitated as every bit of saliva had left her mouth dry. Giving a little cough and licking her lips, she finally answered him.

“Yes, the students handcuffed me to a bed several times before they raped me.”

We will start with the cross of St. Andrew. Face me back to the cross and raise your hands and spread your lovely legs Penny.

She was visibly shaking as she did as he had commanded once he led her over to the big thing. She wanted to ask if this would hurt, but she remembered that he had warned her that she could speak only if told she could. Instead, her lower lip began to quiver. What had she ever done in her life to warrant this?

Her body seemed to imitate the huge wooden ‘X’ as he bound her to it, her eyes clearly showing the fear that she felt.
 
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Le knew the little blue-eyed Blonde was afraid, he could smell that delightful scent, and he knew that Penny’s mind and imagination would build that fear until every never in her gorgeous young body was alive and ultra-sensitive and that suited his purpose. With that in mind he had taken the long route to his playroom. When they arrived, Penny was shaking with fear. Le smiled at her as he asked; “Penny you shall know experience bondage. Has anyone ever bound you before?” “Yes, the students handcuffed me to a bed several times before they raped me.”

“We will start with the cross of St. Andrew. Face me back to the cross and raise your hands and spread your lovely legs Penny.” He could see Penny’s fear it was almost crippling and yet when he instructed her to place her back to the “X” and face him Penny did as she was commanded. Oh yes this charming young Miss was definitely a submissive by nature. He pressed his fully clothed body to Penny’s naked perfection. He fastened silken cords around her delicate wrists, he let his hands seductively slide down the sensual curves of her supple young body and down across her trembling abdomen. Le drew one of Penny’s ankle to the “X” and then the other. He stood and studied the naked little blonde. Penny’s young body seemed to imitate the strange wooden ‘X’ he bound her to. Her stunningly expressive azure blue eyes clearly showing the fear that she felt.

Le had taken care to set the stage for Penny’s seduction. The back of his hand caressed her cheek. “Have you ever felt the sensual kiss of leather Penny or is firry seductive Kiss?” Penny hung there bound unable to prevent anything he wanted to do to her. She hung there naked except for the black leather thigh high boots. He slowly ran his hands over Penny’s bound body paid particular attention to all the little places that would bring her unimagined pleasure. His lips brushed hers, followed the line of her jaw, floated down the sensual curve of her neck. Then a little lover’s nip to the hallow where her neck and shoulder met, and her life force pounded just below the surface of her supple silken skin. Those kisses as light as the caress of a butterfly’s wing explored the contours of Penny’s breasts. He teased and pleased the little blonde’s areolas ands nipples. Le delighted in exciting this bound little beauty and he noticed how her gorgeous young body reacted.

Le teased, pleased, and explored Penny’s bound body as no one else had. He took his time and he was gentler than anyone else that had used her. Slowly he let Penny’s nipple slip from between his lips with an obscene little “POP”.

“I think the riding crop Penny.” Penny was about to experience her first taste of the sensual caress of leather and its firry kiss.
 
As he bound her to the wooden cross, she shook with fear. She was pressed between a rock and a hard place. The hard wood of the cross was pressed to her bare body - pressing especially her buttocks, shoulders and wrists. So hard and unforgiving and yet imparting a false warmth.

And then Mr. Le leaned against her as her strapped her to the X, the material of his gown cool on her skin, brushing her puckered nipples. Once her arms were bound, his fingers skimmed along her body, teasing the curves of her skin until he reached those thigh-high boots before he bound her ankles to the bottom of the X. An x on an X, her small, petite figure looking overwhelmed by the St. Andrew Cross.

She was afraid, though his eyes roaming over her seemed to be pleased at what he saw. The back of his hand stroked her cheek, his question scary.

Have you ever felt the sensual kiss of leather Penny or is firry seductive Kiss?

Her eyes widened as she shook her head and answered softly.

“No, sir.”

He seemed pleased with her answer. Running his hand over her body, his touch making her body quiver. This was something new for her, as if for once someone wanted her to derive some pleasure from this. As if for once, she was something other than a body to rape or fuck. The kiss was gentle, and she didn’t know just how to handle this.

Yet his lips continued on, lightly brushing along her jawline, down her neck, and across the soft skin of her shoulders, drifting downward like a feather on the wind until his mouth reached the gentle swell of her breast. She could not help the little gasp that left her lips as he ran his tongue around her little nipple, his mouth sucking on the peak.

She had always hated that she did not have a busty figure. But she had known an acquaintance in high school that had always teased “More than a mouthful is a waste.” Maybe they were right?

His mouth made an obscene sound as he pulled it out from between his lips.

I think the riding crop Penny.

She tensed up. A riding crop? That would hurt! Something that they used on a horse? Tears sprang up in her eyes. Had she done something wrong? She had not spoken unless being spoken to. She had not refused to strip when told to. She had masterbated when ordered. She had not fought him when he wanted to tie her up to this contraption.

She had heard that some people enjoyed being hurt. But not her. She wanted to beg him not to beat her, yet she knew that she could not.

A fat teardrop spilled from her left eye and rolled down her cheek to leave a wet trail before it reached her jawline. It seemed to hold on for dear life before gravity won and it fell on the gentle swell of her left breast, splashing along its top. She closed her eyes, afraid of what was to come.
 
There was no mistaking this young blonde beauty’s fear at the situation that she found herself in. Le was pleasantly surprised and pleased with Penny’s submissive nature for despite her fear she had stripped as he had told her and did not resist as he bound her to the “X”. As a reward for her being such a good and pleasing girl Le seduced Penny’s gorgeous young body with his lips, mouth, teeth, and sensual little kisses.

“I think the riding crop Penny.” Le saw Penny’s supple young body tense in its restraints, her eyes shimmering with yet unshed tears, and then a single tear trickled down her flawless cheek, leaving a glimmering wet trail before it reached her jawline. It seemed to hold on for dear life before gravity won and it fell on the gentle swell of her left breast, to cling to her nipple before completing its fall. “Hush my sweet pet you fear what you do not know. Relax and I will teach you the sensual and seductive effects of leather.”

Le’s voice was soft commanding and some how comforting. It was not harsh like Noise’s or mocking like her students. Le disappeared from Penny’s view the sound of draws opening and closing caressed her senses. When Le returned he was carrying a riding crop. “Relax my pet.” A simple command for the bound beauty. The soft supple leather tab of the crop sensually caressed Penny inner thigh, the braided shaft slid along the coral pink lips of her pussy. Each pass cleaved deeper and deeper the ridges of the shaft massaging Penny’s clit. Le watched to see how penny reacted, how her young body reacted to the sensual caress of the crop.
 
Hush my sweet pet you fear what you do not know. Relax and I will teach you the sensual and seductive effects of leather.

His voice was gentle and it surprised her that it somehow calmed her. Instead of bullying her or making fun of her, he seemed to reassure her and dismissed her fears.

With a smile at her, he turned and went around out of her line of vision. She could hear him rummaging around back there - but she couldn’t figure out just what he was doing. Upon his return he was carrying a riding crop and her heart began to pound faster and faster.

Relax my pet.

She trusted him. She was not sure why but she did. She had been afraid that he would beat her with it, but instead he rubbed it against the inside of her thigh, almost a tickle but but quite. The riding crop made circles as it climbed ever higher until he reached her sex before he started rubbing it back and forth along her slit.

Each time seemed a bit harder, so that she could feel the little bumps of the braided leather as it passed. Bump bump bump bump. She blinked at the feeling. Bump bump bump bump bump. That actually felt pretty good. She felt her hips, of their own accord, start to move a bit.

Bump bump bump bump bump bump. A little deeper, a little harder. Each pass a little better than the one before. Until she found herself biting her bottom lip, her nipples feeling tight and puckered, and butterflies in her stomach.

She didn’t realize that by now with each pass the riding crop was darkening with her wetness.
 
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, the ridges of the riding crop teased and excited Penny’s throbbing little clit, a little deeper, a little harder each time. Each pass a little better than the one before, until Penny found herself biting her bottom lip, her nipples tight and puckered, and butterflies in her stomach as her arousal grew with each pass of the crop. Le was pleased with the way this gorgeous little blonde’s body reacted to the sensual caress of the crop. Already her hot little pussy wet with her sweet nectar, the shaft of the crop shimmering as a result.

Le slowly drew the crop from between Penny’s legs to leave her hungering for more That soft leather tab moved upwards caressing the girl’s quivering abdomen. That soft leather caress began to explore the firm contours of Penny’s proud young breasts. Now was the time to let her feel just a little of the crop’s seductive firry kiss. Le now began to tap Penny’s breasts and nipples. At first they were just mild little taps. Le watched and gaged Penny’s reactions. The taps became sharper, and sharper until just a hint of pain seared the young beauty’s senses. Then he would begin to sensually caress Penny’s breast and nipples with the crop’s leather tab.

Slowly but steadily Penny was engulfed in a world of sensations, sensual caresses and seductive firry kisses of the crop. She never knew which would come next. Soon the young blonde teacher could not tell pain from pleasure as they had become one overpowering sensation. The sharp little blows of the crop danced all over Penny’s gorgeous young body from her breasts to her thighs, and even her hot little pussy. Le would continue until Penny came screaming her sexual ecstasy and begging and pleading for more.

When Penny finally did cum Le simply asked, “More My sweet pet?” his voice was soft and gentile yet some how it seemed to fill the young teacher’s mind and senses.
 
Suddenly he stopped and she felt an aching loss between her legs. It surprised her that she wanted more of that. She had certainly expected pain with the crop, and Penny was not a fan of pain. She had never understood masochism and could never see herself enjoying anything remotely along those lines.

Yet, by the same token, she was sure that there would be pain. Otherwise why use the crop. She watched as slowly he brought the little flat end of the crop up along her body, as if examining her shape and feel of her skin through the leather tip.

Goosebumps raised up on her skin as he tickled it, and she couldn’t help the shiver that she gave from the touch. It was light and teasing and she...

Suddenly the tap was a little harder, almost as if he had not been paying attention and hit harder. Not as hard as if she were killing an ant.

And then he was back to the tapping. Tap tap tap tap tap Tap tap... It was almost hypnotic, the tapping. Then occasionally he would swat her a little harder. Nothing drastic or really painful. And it wasn’t always in the same spot or at the same or at the same rhythm. But she did notice that it was a bit of a sting, and then he would use the end of the crop to once again caress her.

Slowly she fell into a pattern with him, even though it was an erratic pattern. It seemed to be that over time she noticed that the taps were a bit harder. Oh, not all of them, but just occasionally the thing would swat her harder and she would wince a bit.

And it wasn’t always in the same place. As his crop roamed around her body, with the little taps and occasional swats, it seemed that there was not any one portion of her body that he did not use his crop on. It was surprisingly erotic, and she was caught off guard. Instead of horrible pain, it was sensuous stimulation.

Over and over and over the tapping continued, steadily increasing in speed and intensity until her skin all over seemed to tingle and her whole body seemed excited beyond what she would have thought possible.

She squirmed within her bindings. It was strange how she could want him to stop yet desire him to continue such teasing of her skin - of her body. Over a period of time she somehow realized that his tapping was faster and faster, with the crop no sooner swatting one portion of her skin than it tapping another spot. All with no pattern or reason, and with no place left untouched on the front of her body, or even between her legs. Her breast, her sex, her nipples, her abdomen, her thighs, and on and on. He did at least avoid her face and for that she was thankful.

Faster and faster and faster, with a tap or a swat, soon her skin was tingling and her body, subconsciously, strained against its bindings as Mr. Le took her higher and higher, her mind and body lost in the sensation until finally she felt her body tense as she arched her back as much as possible in these conditions, giving a panted scream as she felt her own cream rolling down her inside leg.

More My sweet pet?

As she hung from that strange cross, panting, Mr. Le stood there, smiling a strangely content smile. His voice was soft and comforting, and she gave a shiver at what had just happened.

In a way this was strange. In the whole time that she had been here, Mr Le had yet to sexually use her. She didn’t understand it. So far her had not physically had sex with her, at least sex like the people at the school had. In fact, the only time that the man had even touched her was to stroke her cheek or to lift her chin. Perhaps he was one of those people that couldn’t.

She was almost afraid to speak. Yet he waited for her answer. After all, this was his “game”, and his rules. She spoke between pants.

“Whatever you desire, Mr. Le.”
 
Le was aware of all that had befallen Miss Penny Goodner even before the stunning young blonde told him about her rape and sexual subjugation at John J. Pershing high. He had enjoyed Penny’s shy little striptease, the way she had submissively raised her arms to the beams of the “X” and had spread her shapely legs to be bound in place. It was clear to him that Miss Penny Goodner had a very submissive and pleasing nature and he suspected a deep seeded need to please those in authority over her.

Le took his time once Penny was bound studying her gorgeous naked body. He had let her fear and anticipation of the unknown build as he got the riding crop. He took particular noticed of how Penny’s luscious young body responded to the sensual caress of the leather against her velvet inner thighs, and then the way it arched as he ran the braided shaft over her clit. He was pleased with the way Penny’s body strained against her bounds. He loved the slow but steady way that Penny’s musky scent grew with her growing arousal as taping of the crop explored her breasts, nipples, quivering abdomen, thighs and even her delicate pussy. Satisfied that the stunning young blonde was becoming sexually aroused the taps became stronger until they stung. Le watched as they landed square on Penny’s nipples or on her delicate pussy. Faster and faster the crop struck Penny. Le took her higher and higher, her mind and body lost in the sensation until finally she felt her supple young body tensed as she arched her back as much as possible as she strained against her bonds then giving a panted scream as she came hard, harder then she had ever cum in her young life.

Le lifted Penny’s chin with the tab of the crop. His dark brooding eyes meting her firry azure blue eyes; “More My sweet pet?” Penny hung from that strange cross, panting, Mr. Le stood there, smiling a strangely content smile. His voice was soft and comforting, and she gave a shiver at what had just happened. He could see her young mind was confused, and most probably wondering How she could have come so hard from just the crop’s sensual caresses and seductive, stinging kisses. He had not physically had sex with her, the only time that the man had even touched her was to stroke her cheek or to lift her chin, What had happened to her?

Finally, Penny answered Le’s question; “Whatever you desire, Mr. Le.”

Le was not like Noise or Magabi that desired only mindless obedience. He had no wish to break Penny’s spirit but rather mold it, so she was eager to meet his desires.

“Young lady I asked you as simple direct question; “More My sweet pet?” If you can only answer with what you think I want to hear then you may stay as you are until you can give an honest and direct answer.” Le turned on his heel and left Penny bound to the cross. He would let her ponder what had just happened and how her body reacted to what he had done to it. He would let her treacherous young body’s needs and desires build until this stunning young creature called for him begging and pleading for what her body now wanted.
 
Penny was shocked as Mr. Le turned and left the room leaving her bound to the wooden “X”. The door made no noise as it closed and now left alone with her thoughts, the air in the room seemed cooler. Her nipples puckered.

Even between her legs was cooling as some of her own cum slowly dried and became a bit sticky. At least she thought so as she could not touch herself down there, nor could she even bring her legs together.

Young lady I asked you as simple direct question; “More My sweet pet?” If you can only answer with what you think I want to hear then you may stay as you are until you can give an honest and direct answer.

This Me. Le was not quite like the others though she couldn’t really figure out just what pleasure he derived from what had just occurred. He wasn’t a masochist, or she didn’t think he was. Damn, none of this was exactly stuff she had studied in college.

For the past week, she had been passed from person to person, bent over every conceivable piece of furniture, raped every imaginable way. Now suddenly she was being made to wait and think. Asked what she wanted.

What answer should she have given? Stop and let me run away from life? Whip me into another orgasm?

How had that happened anyway? One minute he was tapping against her bare body with that leather whip thing and the next thing that she knew she was cuming from the sting of it. The memory of it caused a little flutter inside her and she tried to press her thighs together. Not possible. Instead her pussy clenched, as if wanting more stimulation. Wanting that bump bump bumping again. Seemed that her body had a mind of its own.

She found herself starting to squirm. And the longer that she hung there, the more that she found herself wanting him to come back. Maybe bring that whip back with him and tap a bit more.

Her stomach growled, reminding her that she had not had a chance to eat. Instead of eating, lunch had been a series of being forced into sex with various people that she didn’t want to even know. And all of this sex used up a lot of energy.

If she was to be here all weekend, then maybe now was the time to see if this Mr. Le really meant what he said about letting him know what she really wanted. Because if the truth were known, she was hungry.

On the off chance that he was listening, Penny politely cleared her throat and called out.

“Mr. Le, if it is all right with you, I could really use some food right now. I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast. Mr. Le? Can you hear me?”
 
Le was incredibly pleased the way that Penny’s gorgeous young body had reacted to the stimulus of the riding crop, its sensual caress, and its seductive stinging firry kiss. He was quite pleased at how intensely and violently this little blonde beauty had cum from just the riding crop. These memories flooded his mind as he left Penny hanging there after asking “More My sweet pet?” and then her admonishing her “If you can only answer with what you think I want to hear then you may stay as you are until you can give an honest and direct answer.”

Perhaps a half hour had elapsed when the chasten young blonde finally called out to the empty room; “Mr. Le, if it is all right with you, I could really use some food right now. I have not eaten anything since breakfast. Mr. Le?........... Can you hear me?” Le let Penny hang there a few more minutes before he came to her. “It is not what I wanted to hear pet but at least it was an honest answer.” He caressed her check with the back of his, his body was pressed close to Penny’s naked and aroused flesh he slowly unchained her, caught the little blonde in his arms as she was released. Le stepped back from the naked beauty. “Follow me pet!”

Le led Penny to the kitchen where he prepared a steak meal for the two. Yet he had put it all on one plate. He went to the dining room table where he to told Penny to kneel with her palms down on her thighs. He held out a morsel of steak so that the young girl could eat from his fingertips. “Eat Miss Goodner!” was all he said. Penny was forced to eat from his fingertips and drink from his palm.

Le was making a point that all things came to her from his hand and from his desire. When the meal was finished he cupped Penny’s chin tilting her heads so her stunning blue eyes met his. “Would you like to learn more of what your delicious young body longs for Pet?” It was Penny’s opportunity to ask him why her orgasm was so violently intense when he had not even sexually touched her like the others had.
 
For a few minutes there was no answer. Then in answer to her call, the door once more silently opened and Mr. Le entered and walked up to where she hung on the “X”

It is not what I wanted to hear pet but at least it was an honest answer.

He pressed to her, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand. A gentle, almost loving gesture. This was something that had been lacking since she had been introduced to sex. The material of his clothes brushed against her bare skin as he undid the chains that held her to the wooden form and it surprised her that her skin was still tender and still easily aroused.

Once released from her bindings, she seemed to collapse into his arms, her legs a bit weak. He held her for a minute or so, keeping her upright. Once she could stand, he told her to follow and turned. Not once did he look back to see if she were following. Follow she did as hunger persistently gnawed at her stomach though she felt a bit strange still naked and him fully dressed.

In his kitchen she watched while he cooked the food himself. In a house this size it surprised her that it was Mr. Le that cooked rather than a chef. Yet the man seemed at ease with what he did and the food smelled delicious. Her stomach loudly agreed with her feelings.

She was afraid that she was being punished when he, instead of seating her at the table, made her kneel beside his chair at the table. He had asked for the truth but when she had given it he was not happy.

It surprised her when he proceeded to feed her like a dog being given a treat from the table. It was embarrassing for she was not given her own plate but instead given bits of food from his fingertips. Even water was poured into his hand and she had to lick his palm like a pet. So indeed, him calling her “pet” was not an endearment but putting her in her place.

Still she was well fed and once the meal was finished, he took hold of her chin and forced her to look up at him. Her petite figure seemed so small beside his chair. He smiled at her and gently asked, Would you like to learn more of what your delicious young body longs for Pet?

She furrowed her brown, contemplating his question. She hesitated, wondering just how to speak. Her voice was soft and confused. “I don’t understand why being whipped with a crop would make my body do what it did. It stung and I should have been in pain, but certainly not turned on. And I was not really turned on. But it was like my body had a mind of its own, and it was more intense than what happened to me at that school.”

She paused. “Why?”
 
Though she was shocked at first at having to knee at his feet Penny gracefully ate from his fingers and drank from his hand. Mr. Le smiled down at her, and gently asked, “Would you like to learn more of what your delicious young body longs for Pet?” His voice was deep sensual and yet at the same time pleasant. Penny furrowed her brown, apparently contemplating his question. The gorgeous young blonde hesitated, deep in thought, her voice was soft and confused. “I don’t understand why being whipped with a crop would make my body do what it did. It stung and I should have been in pain, but certainly not turned on. And I was not really turned on. But it was like my body had a mind of its own, and it was more intense than what happened to me at that school.” Penny blushed a deep shade of pink at her confession. Le just smiled it seemed that this gorgeous young creature, as yet, could not admit to herself or him that she had been quite aroused and turned on by what had happened to her.

There was a momentary pause and then Penny asked quite seriously “Why?”

Le rested his hand on his little pet’s head, his fingers sensually running through her hair. “Pet the truth is you are a submissive”. He saw Penny’s body slightly stiffen; her moist ripe lips parted as she prepared to deny such an outrageous statement. He stilled her protest by placing a single finger on her ripe full lips. The crop was not meant to give you pain Pet but to heighten your nerves to a fevered pitch, to heighten your pleasure.” Le paused to Penny mull over what he said. “ Some enjoy pain as much as pleasure as pain intensifies the pleasure pet.”

“Would you let me show you a little more?”
 
Mr. Le did not seem irritated or annoyed or angry at her question. This seemed strange to her compared to her first week at the school. She knew that she had been here several hours yet the man had not even had sex with her. After having spent the last five days having been used in almost every degrading, imaginable way sexually, this had been a surprising welcome. It was almost like she was more important than he was.

Instead, he pet her head almost as if she were his pet.

Pet the truth is you are a submissive

She tensed. Were not submissive people those that didn’t have much sense? People that had to be told what to do? That could not be her for she was one of the smartest people in her class. When most students were still in high school, she was already in college. So she didn’t have a lot of knowledge about sex and that sort of thing...

Before she could protest, he placed a fingertip against her lip and spoke.

The crop was not meant to give you pain Pet but to heighten your nerves to a fevered pitch, to heighten your pleasure.

She frowned as she contemplated his words. How could that be? How?

Some enjoy pain as much as pleasure as pain intensifies the pleasure pet.

Enjoy pain? It didn’t make sense. Pain was painful. It hurt. How could a person enjoy hurting?

Would you let me show you a little more?

She thought a moment before nodding.

“All right, Mr. Le.”
 
Pet the truth is you are a submissive. Le could see Penny mentally rejecting that she was a submissive, equating it with weakness. How sad Le thought that this gorgeous young creature could not seek her own strength if she would only admit the truth. It was clear that His words were spinning and twisting in the young blonde’s head…… The crop was not meant to give you pain Pet but to heighten your nerves to a fevered pitch, to heighten your pleasure………. Some enjoy pain as much as pleasure as pain intensifies the pleasure pet. Penny’s little frown and her confusion at how someone could enjoy pain where clearly visible and her stunning blue eyes showed her shock and disbelief at what he said. Yet Le saw something else in those stunning blue eyes, curiosity. “Would you let me show you a little more?”

Penny thought a moment before her own curiosity got the best of her and she simply nodded . “All right, Mr. Le.”

Le held out his hand to the gorgeous naked beauty kneeling at his feet as he rose from the chair. When Penny was once more standing Le leaned forward, his clothed body pressed to her naked body and kissed the young girl. It was a slow gentle kiss that slowly grew in its intensity and passion. It was of course not the first time Penny had been kissed so passionately , but never with a gentleness. Le kiss invited her to surrender to it to take her own pleasure from it as it lingered and deepened till they shared the same life-giving breath. “Come Pet.” His voice was soft and deep wrapping around Penny’s senses. Le led her back to the game room.

“The last time Pet I chose where to test you. This time you shall choose.” His arms swept the room to take in all the strange devices. This time Penny would chose her own fate.
 
He helped her to rise and then surprised her when he leaned into her, kissing her on the lips. She became aware of his clothes rubbing against her bare body, the fabric brushing back and forth across her nipples. The movement seemed to excite them, making them once more harden and pucker.

Nothing about his kiss was forced or even brutish and yet the longer the kiss went on, the more intense it was, as if drawing power from her. Everything up to this moment seemed tame, his clothes reminding her all too much that she herself wore nothing. Yet it seemed that every place it touched made her skin almost...

It was hard to describe it. Sizzle? No, not really, but she was very aware of being totally naked while Mr. Le still wore his clothes. This man was different from the people at school - these men and women that would force her over a desk so they could fuck her just for their kicks. Or cram a cock down her throat.

Yet slowly but surely the kiss became more and more intense until she became breathless though the gentleness was still there. Finally the kiss stopped and he spoke quietly.

Come Pet.

She blinked to gather her senses back together as he led her back to that room, the door silently opening.

The last time Pet I chose where to test you. This time you shall choose.

He indicated that the room was her oyster, a strange oyster but it was what she had to choose from. She hesitated, not really sure what to choose. It all really looked scary, though that “X” had not left her scarred for life. So she should survive this. After all, he was supposed to be teaching her about herself.

What to choose? She really didn’t know what all these things were, or what was done on them. She took a step into the room and looked around Some of the contraptions were huge and had ropes and pulleys and things. Others looked more simple.

Finally, not sure what it was, she pointed over to a thing that looked a bit like a metal thing with padding in various places.

“I choose that.”
 
Le enjoyed the musky fragrance of Penny’s arousal from the sensually seductive kiss. The young beauty was breathless, his lips clinging to hers until the last possible moment. As Penny was struggling to catch her breath simply and mildly said, “Come Pet.”

Le was pleased that Penny did not hesitate but followed him willingly this time, even though she knew where he was leading her. The chamber door silently opened. And they entered into his playroom, though Penny would probably call it his dungeon. “The last time Pet I chose where to test you. This time you shall choose.” He said it in such a manner that the young naïve girl might think he was treating her as an equal and not just an object to meet his carnal needs and desires. Le watched as Penny’s eyes shifted from one unknown device to another before she finally pointed to one, “I choose that.”

“Ah the spanking bench Pet a very good choice for the next step in your submissive nature my dear.” The back of his hand caressed the young blonde’s cheek, he leaned forward and gave penny a chaste little kiss designed to leave her wanting more. “Come Pet lay your stomach over the padded rest let your arms and your firm young breasts hang over the padded rest as you kneel.” Le assisted Penny into getting into the proper position as this was her first time on the bench. When she was kneeling as directed Le firmly but gently bound her wrists in the manacles that where attached to the floor in front of her. He next bound Penny’s thighs to the bench with the leather straps so that her pert little derrière was high in the air just inviting to be spanked and her cute little pussy was blossomed if he chooses to fuck her.
“This is the first time for you on the spanking bench, is it not Pet.” Le was quite sure that it was her first time so bound. “ I shall use my hand but if you wish a harder spanking then just ask and I shall use a paddle.” For a simple spanking he saw no need to go into safe words was the naïve little blonde beauty. “After each spank you will say Thank you Sir, may I please have another. Do you understand Pet?” he paused for a moment then added, “I will give you 20 spanks to begin with Pet.”

“Ready”. The words had no sooner left his mouth then his hand came down like a flash of summer lightening. Penny’s firm little ass jiggled from the blow his handprint crimson on her cream white skin. Le was patient as he waited for his little neophyte submissive to thank him and ask for another.
 
Ah the spanking bench Pet a very good choice for the next step in your submissive nature my dear.

Spanking bench? She had chosen it because, in a weird way, it had been a bit hard to tell what it was. It had reminded her of a cross between a sawhorse and something that you might kneel on at a church.

Mr. Le caressed her cheek before he leaned in to her, his clothes brushing against her bare skin. The kiss was once again gentle, her skin excited by the rubbing of his clothes against her.

For the next five minutes or so, he helped her onto the contraption, carefully and yet gently strapping her down. The entire thing left her embarrassingly positioned with her rear end kind of in the air. She was grateful for the padding on her knees and arms but once again she was strapped down to one of this man’s strange contraptions, this time to prove that she was a submissive person.

I shall use my hand but if you wish a harder spanking then just ask and I shall use a paddle.

To be spanked harder? Was the man crazy? She really didn’t want to be spanked now, much less harder.

After each spank you will say Thank you Sir, may I please have another. Do you understand Pet? I will give you 20 spanks to begin with Pet. Ready

Without pause, his hand came down hard on her buttocks cheek and she started. Even though she had been told that he was going to spank her, it still surprised her.

The sting radiated off her backside and she already wished that she could get off this thing.

There was a pause and she realized that Mr. Le was waiting for her to say what he had told her to say. Her voice was small and hesitant as she spoke.

“Uh...thank you, Sir. May I please have another.”

And then she tensed her body knowing that he would spank her again.
 
Without pause, his hand came down hard on her buttocks cheek and she started. Even though she had been told that he was going to spank her, it still surprised her. The pain radiated through Penny’s firm little Butt. Mr. Le paused waiting for Penny to say what he had told her to. Her voice was small and hesitant as she spoke. “Uh...thank you, Sir. May I please have another.” Le saw Penny clench the muscles of her butt then. She tensed her body knowing that he would spank her again.

Le knew that at the moment all that his little pet felt was pain and probable doubted that anyone could find pleasure in this. His hand did come down again sharply her firm little ass jiggled seductively her creamy ivory skin glowed crimson. This time as Penny halting thanked him and asked for another his finger dropped to her pussy, his fingers sliding across her labia. Le then began to mix pain and pleasure until they seemed to mingle and become one overwhelming sensation. Nothing in Penny’s young life had prepared her for this sensation that somehow became more arousing than any thing she had ever experienced.

By the time Penny had thanked Le for the fifteenth swat, and Le was finger fucking her he could smell the dark musky scent of her arousal. He idly wondered if this young beauty would come before he reached twenty spankings or whether she would ask for more.
 
Once again his hand came down, spanking hard the other buttock cheek. The sting was intense and made her grit her teeth. Nothing was pleasant about this at all though she did as she had been ordered.

“Thank you, sir. May I have another?”

Then to her surprise he ran his finger along her sex. That felt good - much better than a swat on her butt. She preferred that to the spankings. She closed her eyes a...

Smack. She gave a little squeak as his hand landed square on her butt cheek. That really stung! He paused and she knew that he was waiting for her to speak.

“Thank you, sir. May I have another?”

What followed was becoming confusion on her part. Sometimes he would swat her butt with his open hand, which was making her poor bottom hurt. It was even starting to get warm. And then sometimes he would run his finger along her slit. Sometimes it would be a combination of both.

Then instead of just running his finger along her sex, his fingers slipped inside her sex and she felt a shiver run up her spine. This was different from what she had to endure at the school. With the way that she was tied down on this contraption, she could not see Mr. Le or what he was going to do.

She tried to squirm, but couldn’t move. Between the spanking and him sticking his fingers up her sex, her body was starting to get confused. By now, she had lost count in how many spanks he had given her and how many times he had basically been fingering her. Poor Penny got so confused that several times she said “Thank you, sir. May I have another?” after he finger fucked her, and didn’t even realize what she had done.

She couldn’t help herself. After a while her body definitely had a mind of its own and even her toes were starting to curl just wondering what was going to happen next. She kept trying to squirm but couldn’t. If fact, she could feel something else building.

If she were really truthful, this was more exciting than having some
Neanderthal fuck her nonstop or cram his cock down her throat as he gripped her by her hair. What Mr. Le was doing to her was causing confusion and yet exciting her.
 
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