The Young Apprentice (closed for AugMilf)

[DarelHute]

Bertnart looked at her as she got on her knees and began to touch his hard cock with her hands. He had to admit that it would be very difficult not to fuck her senseless right there.

"How does it feel, that desire to taste it, to feel it grow in your mouth?" he asked while feeling her breasts pushing against his legs.

"Feel that desire, embrace it, dance with it. Move your tongue and lips close but don't touch yet. Feel how much you want it. How does that feel?" he asked as he caressed her hair.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle leaned closer to Bernart, so close her lips were almost touching his hard cock. She wanted to take it in her mouth so badly but remembered her promise to do as Bernart said. She inhaled deeply and let the breath out slowly against his shaft.

"Oh..oh..oh my, Bernart. I do want it. The thought of it...in my mouth...please...I can hardly breathe for thinking of it. I feel like I will burst if I don't. Please may I?"

She inhaled again and touched his thighs on either side of his cock. Arielle squeezed gently as she exhaled and looked up at Bernart, her eyes imploring.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart smiled at her, caressing her hair.

"It's good that you're feeling that feeling!" he said, leaving her to wait a little longer. "That feeling is power! Learn to hone it, and there will be nothing you can't do!"

He looked at her, seeing her chest heaving, burning with lust.

"Very well. You are doing so well I am willing to grant you this, but only with your lips and fingers. Make it count!" he smiled.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle looked up at Bernart and smiled her appreciation and excitement. Then she carefully fingered his balls and found a good spot to apply her tongue behind them. Dragging her tongue slowly up the long shaft of Bernart's meaty manhood, Arielle kept her eyes on her guardian. When she got to the mushroom shaped head she twirled her tongue around it again and again before scooping it into her mouth. She sucked the knob gently and closed her eyes as she savored the taste of it. Her hands moved on his rod to meet her mouth and she gagged at the sheer size of Bernart's cock. She looked up at Bernart for encouragement to continue, unsure of herself suddenly, but wanting to taste more of him.

 

[DarelHute]

A deep groaned escaped Bertnart's mouth when Arielle took his massive member in her sweet, warm mouth. He remembered that even his wife struggled to take it in, and she rarely did. It was more his wife's sister who loved gagging on his cock, and never missed an opportunity to taste it every time she had the chance. One time his wife caught her sister with his cock in her mouth, and as punishment he made Bernart watch her suck the cock of one of his apprentices. Oh, how he missed his late wife...

"You're doing so well..." he moaned, looking down in her eyes, amazed at how good she was at sucking his cock. "How does it feel, Arielle, to kneel like this and suck my cock?" he asked her.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle looked back at Bernart and wanted to say how magnificent he was and how amazing this was but she didn't want to part with the meaty member now that she had it in her mouth. If this was dancing with fire she thought she could enjoy it for the rest of her life. She squeezed Bernart's balls and explored them as she continued to stretch her mouth over his enormous cock. She groaned as she pushed her head deeper onto Bernart's shaft. Saliva drooled down her chin and a few tears escaped her eyes. Arielle groaned again and twisted her head to change her angle back and forth. She hoped her tongue was pleasuring Bernart as much as she was enjoying it. She pulled her mouth off to the tip and then pushed back onto him as deep as she could.

"Mmmmmm..." she moaned and then squeezed her own breast in the excitement.

 

[DarelHute]

It had been so long since he was even close to a women, let alone have a mouth around his cock, that he thought he was going to explode any moment. He had to admit that Arielle was very skilled for a girl her age, not to mention she was a princess, not a common whore.

After a few seconds he pulled out of her mouth, and let it throb in front of her face.

"Tell me how much you want it." he said, looking down at her. "Where do you feel this wanting in your body?" he asked, his cock throbbing near her face, brushing against her cheeks

 

[AugMilf]

Rubbing her face against Bernart's cock, Arielle spoke slowly in answer to his questions.

"I..I feel it all over, Master. I feel it in my very being. My cunt is soaked as I long for more of you, of this. Every place you've touched is on fire and then some. I don't think I can get enough of this," Arielle replied.

She looked up at him and hoped he would let her continue.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart smiled at her answer, teasing her some more holding his cock in his hand and rubbing it on her cheeks and lips, but pulling it away the moment she attempted to take it back in.

"Very well, Arielle, I will let you have what you want. But before you take it in again, tell me what you're willing to do for me, and you could have my cock every day!" he smiled, testing her.

 

[AugMilf]

Confusion registered on Arielle's face as she considered Bernart's words. Hadn't she promised to obey him already? What more could he possibly want? Carefully she chose her next words.

"Master, I've promised to obey you but if you will let me suck your cock, I will promise to suck you until you spew your seed inside my mouth and I will swallow your hot liquid. Please, Master..."

 

[DarelHute]

"Yes, you did promise you will obey me, but this may require more than you bargained for!" he smiled.

"I will let you suck my cock until it fills your mouth, but then I will tie you up between those two poles and I will flog these beautiful breasts! This will be your punishment for behaving in such a slutty manner, but also part of your training for pain endurance! Now open your mouth and make me cum!" he ordered.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle cringed at the thought of her rising beauties being flogged as punishment for her behavior, her behavior to give pleasure to Bernart and, to be honest,to herself. But she knew better than to challenge her guardian so she cupped his balls and resumed sucking his massive cock. She licked him and manipulated him as if her life depended on it. Arielle sucked in his knob and scooped in as much as she could of his shaft before pulling out and pushing back on him. Each time she took a little more of him and she was enjoying hearing his level of enjoyment increase as she became more adept. Finally, she felt his balls tighten and bursts of tasty cum filled her mouth and throat. She swallowed it down as promised. Arielle looked up at Bernart with his cock still in her mouth and smiled.

 

[DarelHute]

He noticed her reaction when he mentioned the flogging, something a princess would never even have to think of enduring, and he grinned at the fact that she didn't say no. She had no idea what that would be like, and yet she took his cock back in her mouth.

"Yes, fuck, suck it... You're so good at that!" he encouraged her, feeling dizzy with arousal.

It didn't take him long to cum hard, filling her mouth with a loud groan. He couldn't believe she took it all in and swallowed it. Certainly not what he expected.

"I'm very impressed, Arielle!" he said as he looked down at her, his cock still in her mouth. "Stand up!" he said and helped her up.

"I know you were scared when I mentioned the flogging, especially when I said it would be punishment. It's not the kind of punishment you think it will be!" he grinned, taking her breasts in his hands, squeezing them softly. "These beauties require special attention, and I promise you will beg me for more flogging when we're done. My wife used to love it! But first we should eat!" he said and gave her a kiss, before turning to prepare breakfast, inviting her to sit and eat, knowing that she probably had a million questions for him.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle felt so aroused and yet so satisfied after sucking Bernart to climax. She let him lead him to the breakfast table after he gently squeezed her tits. When he said what he did about the flogging she was really confused but wasn't sure she should ask questions.

"Master?" she began. "I'm really enjoying your teaching of 'dancing with fire without getting burned.' Is this flogging part of that? Can you describe it to me? You said I was being slutty for having your cock in my mouth. Is that true? Am I slutty? I suppose a princess can't be slutty. Does this mean I can't enjoy cocks like I did? I feel very confused."

Arielle looked at Bernart while she spoke. His taste was still in her mouth. She knew she could never go back now but she had to ask what her expectations would be. He was busy making breakfast as she spoke and she wondered if he was even listening to her rantings.

 

[DarelHute]

While he prepared the food, Bernart smiled at her questions.

"It's good to have questions. Always question everything!" he began bringing food to the table, and sitting down with her.

"Yes, the flogging is very much part of dancing with fire. I discovered it by chance one day. My wife and I were traveling to the northern border once and she wondered off while we were camping. I hadn't realize that she had been captured by these bandits. I followed her tracks and found their hideout in an old hut. I approached slowly because I didn't know how many of them there were. I peeked through the cracks in the wall and saw about four of them, and my wife, naked with her arms tied high to a ceiling beam, almost on her toes. One man was flogging her ass, while another was flogging her breasts, taking turns in sequence. I wanted to go in, but I didn't want to endanger her, and the men weren't brutal. I had to make sure I knew how many of them were around and in the house. As I moved around the house, I discovered two more sitting outside, but I also heard something else: Her cries turned to squeals of pleasure. She was enjoying it. A lot." he said with a smile and paused to eat a bit.

"The men were scattered, so I had to wait for the right moment to intervene. They flogged her until I heard her scream. It made her cum. I couldn't believe it. They were so amused, calling her a slut, touching her... Until they decided to cut her down and take turns fucking her. That's when they all gathered in the house, and that was my chance. I moved in with two swords and drenched the floor with their blood!" he said and took a drink.

"Since then, she would regularly ask to be flogged!" he smiled. "She would find ways to make me angry, and then suggest I should punish her. She loved it..." he added, with a nostalgic glance out the window.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle eyed Bernart as he stared out the window and she thought about what he had said. She had to admit the way he told it made the thought of him flogging her excite her. A familiar warmth started to grow inside her and she felt her face flush with excitement.

"You mentioned this would help with my pain endurance too, Master," she began and she rubbed her breast gently. "I am intrigued to begin my training in this area. Tell me what should I do?"

She jumped up quickly and stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. She stared at him with wide eyes full of curiosity and lust.

"Well, do I have to anger you too?" she asked.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart watched her react to his story, surprised at how it affected her. As she stood and challenged him, he almost laughed. He resisted the temptation however.

"Yes, angering me would help!" he grinned, seemingly ignoring her as he finished his breakfast, stealing glances at her to see her reaction.

"As far as pain endurance is concerned, this is necessary for your training. Once you pick up a sword, it's likely you will be cut in some way or another, even killed by one. If you can't handle a little cut, the second cut will certainly be fatal. Also, there's no telling what kind of husband your father will find for you. Some of these royals have strange and dark sexual appetites. And you don't want to be unable to enjoy whatever comes your way. You shouldn't just endure things..." he added, and had a final drink before he stood.

Then he picked up some rope and tied them to two of the pillars of his house. He tied her ankles to the rope and made her spread her legs, tying them to the pillars. Then he tied her hands together above her head and strung them up over the beam above. Then he faced her.

"Any more questions?" he asked as he picked up a leather strips flogger, and lightly touched one of her breasts.

 

[AugMilf]

Bernart's words impacted Arielle greatly. Being a princess, she had never considered she might be treated harshly some day. After all, she was to be queen one day but she was learning that Bernart knew a lot more about it than she did. She bit her lip and chose to remain silent while Bernart finish his breakfast.

When he gathered rope and tied her to the posts, a brief moment of fear ran through her. But the fire that burned through her just minutes ago gave her cause to strengthen and her confidence grew. When he asked if she had more questions, she shook her head.

"No, Master. I am ready to learn. Teach me. Train me as you will," she replied steadily.

She held his gaze carefully though not arrogantly, her eyes wide with desire and anticipation.

 

[DarelHute]

"Good, I'm glad to hear it!" he said and slowly walked behind her, gently tapping the flogger against his leg.

He caressed her ass for a few seconds, then gave it a swift slap, making her flesh bounce. Before she could react, he spanked her other ass cheek, and then immediately reached between her legs to feel her wet pussy, gently rubbing her pussy lips.

"How does it feel... a princess, tied up and spanked, strung up like a slut?" he asked as he stepped back and snapped the flogger over both her ass cheeks, not enough to leave any marks, but enough to make her feel the sting.

 

[AugMilf]

Arielle steeled her resolve even as the sting clung to her rounded ass. She bit her lip a little and summoned more courage than she thought possible.

"Master, I pray you, teach me how to control the fire that burns within me. Correct this princess for her slutty behavior and train her to be strong, as a princess and as a woman."

Arielle's chest heaved as she awaited the next blow. When Bernart hesitated longer than she liked she took on another strategy.

"Come on, you good for nothing, bastard! Are you afraid to strike a princess or have you lost your nerve? My father sent me here for training for what? To be your little playtoy? When he hears what a ball-less disgrace you've become, he'll gladly take me back. You're filth! Your wife probably begged to die to get away from you!"

Arielle shouted the words at him and stared at him in disgust. She hadn't planned on going so far with her words but what was done couldn't be undone. She raised her chin in defiance at him and waited.

 

[DarelHute]

Bernart listened to her taunts, and immediately saw through what she was doing, but decided to play the part. He moved in front of her and snapped the flogger in the air as a warning.

"Defiant, I see! And asking for trouble!" he grinned, and then snapped the flogger just below her breasts, missing them by less than an inch.

He lashed her again, this time catching the underside of both her breasts, delivering a healthy sting, but still no marks. Another strike followed, this time on the top side of her breasts, a little harder. He moved closer and ran his hands over the flogged flesh of her breasts before taking her nipples in his mouth and licking and sucking them for a few second, making sure they're wet.

"Anything else you'd like to say before I lash your slutty nipples?" he asked, priming his flogger.

 

[AugMilf]

Bernart's mouth on her erect nipples felt so good, Arielle felt her resolve caving. She knew she could never continue the angry facade with him suckling her that way. As it was, her pussy was growing moist and warm and she felt lightheaded with desire. She could only shake her head in response to his question and she bit her lip harder than ever, almost drawing blood as she awaited Bernart's next move. The anticipation was part of the thrill for her as she feared, more or less, where his next blow would hit her pampered body. It had just been a few days now since she had had handmaidens at her beckon call attend to her every need and caressing and moisturizing her body. Now here she hung awaiting her master's form of punishment or training and she was relishing every moment.

She tried not to look directly at Bernart, afraid he would see her lust as she shook her head at him.

 

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"Good!" he said, and pinched her nipples, making sure they were hard and perky.

He then took a step back and primed his flogger.

"I'm going to lash your nipples! I want you to tell me how it feels, and how much you want more!" he grinned, and then flicked the flogger aiming for her nipples, but caught both breasts instead.

He frowned and moved away, picking up a riding crop instead, one with a thin leather strip on the end. He moved back to her side and raised the crop a few inches from her nipples, right in front of her eyes, He gently flicked the crop downwards over her right nipple, making it bounce deliciously, his cock throbbing in excitement.

 

[AugMilf]

"Ooohhh!" Arielle cried out when Bernart struck her breasts. She hadn't intended to mutter a sound but the lash of the flogger across her flesh stung with such harshness that it caught her by surprise. Her tender orbs ached for more immediately and then he raised the crop to her nipple. Arielle bit her lip as she waited for the blow and when it came she felt herself longing for more. Her chest heaved as she breathed excitedly and anticipated the next strike.

"Another, Master, please," she whispered breathlessly as she eyed Bernart's hard shaft.

 

[DarelHute]

He grinned at her response, and her impressive resolve.

"Very well!" he said and moved to her left, swiftly flicking the riding crop over her left nipple, watching how it bounced.

His hand moved between her legs, checking how wet she was, gently stroking her clit before he moved in front of her and expertly began to flick the riding crop over each of her nipples in sequence.

"Do you want me to stop lashing your nipples? Tell me!" he said, as he lashed them on by one with only two seconds apart.