Message-ID: <7186eli$9801102338@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Maura Nelson" Subject: Learning From a Master, part one. DMMm/sf Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980111002322.9795.qmail@hotmail.com> Here's something a bit different. Comments and criticism are always welcome! M. They're going out to dinner on the first night of their weekend in a big city. As usual, he's ordered her to be nude under her black leather miniskirt and tight matching sweater. Her voluptuous curves are accentuated by her 4" spike heels, and her firm breasts bounce as she walks. He gets a real charge out of watching other men and even women drool over his 25-year-old prize, and will sometimes have her walk around alone just to see people's reactions. It's dark, and as they pass an alley he takes her elbow and propels her about 30' down into the shadows. He leans her against the wall and raises her arms above her head, then lifts her sweater over her breasts. He rubs her tits, massaging, squeezing, mashing them harder and harder as she gets more excited. He rolls her long nipples around in his fingers, pinching them hard. He sucks them deep into his mouth. She is moaning. Her groans are building. Then he grips each wet nipple firmly and pulls down, painfully forcing her to her knees. He takes out his ramrod and rolls the tip around her lips, teasing her, then finally places just the swollen head into her waiting mouth. As she sucks and licks gratefully, he wraps her hair around his hands and forces her head forward, then back. Back and forth he pushes and pulls her head, then he leans it back and jackhammers her mouth. She can tell he is close to cumming and is thirsty for his juicy appetizer, but he surprises her by leaving her mouth. His hands drop to her nipples and he pulls up, raising her to her feet. He turns her around, places her arms up against the wall, raises her skirt to her waist, and starts rubbing her round ass. He tilts it up to the right angle. He spreads her pussy lips for a moment, then releases them and spreads her asshole. As it spasms shut she feels something cool there and with a sinking feeling realizes it is the 8" butt plug he always carries. It is narrow at the tip but quickly widens to 2", then gradually to 4" in diameter at its widest point. He places his free hand on her stomach and eases it in; as it widens she starts whimpering and squirming to get away. He slaps her ass once, very hard, then wraps his arms around her abdomen and presses on the plug with his body, slowly forcing it in and murmuring in her ear, "Hush now baby. There's no escape. You know you want it." It forces the air from her body and she gasps, struggling to breathe in and praying she faints. She cries out with each panting breath, but he doesn't stop, just keeps pushing slowly, relentlessly, coaxing her quietly, demanding her silence, never yielding to her cries. Her panting grunts are intensifying in both pitch and volume. She's trying desperately not to scream but not sure she can stop herself when suddenly, mercifully, the huge invader breaks through and her anus snaps shut around the narrow handle. The pain gradually subsides somewhat and she can breathe again. He opens her pussy and she feels his cock start to enter. Suddenly he stops. He turns her around, grips her nipples, and pulls her farther down the alley. She's so weak she can barely move, and the butt plug makes it hard for her to walk; she struggles to keep up with her stretched tits. About 10' away is a pool of light and when they reach it he pushes her head down to suck his cock into hardness again. Then he positions her as before. She realizes with a thrill that people might see them from the street. Now he fucks her pussy, long and slow, holding her hips where he wants them. Then he RAMS his cock into her, and pulls out real slow, then RAMS into her, over and over. With each pounding thrust her tits swing forward and her nipples slap against the rough brick wall. The combination of rammed cunt, stuffed ass, and scraped nipples quickly revives her and pushes her on to another huge O. She is screaming as quietly as she can, and her weak legs give out. He has to hold her so she doesn't fall over. As she subsides he pumps furiously and finally cums, drenching her pussy. He leans against her, savoring her tightness as long as possible, and she is barely able to hold them both up. There is no sound but their labored breathing until he says, chuckling, "Well hello boys!" She looks to see two boys, one around 18 and the other about 15, standing in the shadows, watching them wide-eyed. She thought they'd be going to dinner, but she suspects he has other ideas now. Startled by the man's voice, the older boy started to run, but turned back for his mesmerized younger companion. He quickly called out, "Don't leave guys! Did you like that? What do you think of her? Did you ever see tits like these?" The older boy was suspicious and frightened and kept his distance, but answered with an awed tone, "No mister, never." "They're real, too. So whaddaya think kid, ya wanna try 'er yourself?" She looked more closely at him. A handsome, strapping young man. "Ohhhh, I don't think so," he said nervously. "Sure you do. Tits like these don't come along every day y'know, especially at your age! This alley is a lousy place, though. Hey, we're staying at a hotel not far from here. Why don't you come over and party? You can both do her. Get your cocks sucked, the works!" "No. No way mister. C'mon Joey, let's get out of here," he said, tugging at his silent partner. "Honest kid, we won't hurt you. I just get a charge out of watching her with other guys, that's all, and I've never seen her with anyone as young as your pal here." There was no response. "Look, we're staying at the Ramada, room 469. Nice number, huh? We'll go back there now and order some pizza and sodas. You think it over and come up to the room if you want to. I guarantee you'll have the time of your life! Here, just touch these tits," he invited, turning her around and pushing her toward them. The younger boy reached out. "Joey NO!" the older one yelled, pulling Joey's arm back. "But I want to!" Joey said heatedly. "Look at her Greg! The only girl at school who even comes close is Kristie Good, and when am I ever gonna get a shot at her? Let's go with them!" Greg started to argue but the man interrupted him. "Guys, we'll go back to the Ramada, room 469, and order the food. You talk it over and come over if you want to. She's all yours for as long as you want and whatever you want if you decide to show up." He pulled down her sweater, and she smiled invitingly at the boys as the man grabbed her elbow and guided her back toward the street. The combination of spike heels and butt plug made her gait quite odd. Once back at the hotel, he douched her cum-coated cunt; then she showered while he ordered the food. When she was finished he examined her pussy and tweezed a couple of sprouting hairs. She lay naked on the bed closest to the entry door while he showered, then he joined her in his robe. He fondled her tits for a few minutes, then reached behind her neck and pushed her head down to his crotch. She was licking his balls when there was a soft, hesitant knock on the door. He opened it and said heartily, "So glad you decided to cum, boys!" They stood in the hall, looking past him through the door at her voluptuous naked body--the perfectly formed breasts, thick nipples, narrow waist, full hips, hairless pussy, long curvaceous legs--stretched out on the bed. A "Playboy" centerfold in the flesh. "You were brave to show up. Come in and get your reward." Walking over to her, the man introduced them. "I'm Al and this is Silky," he said, tweaking a nipple. "She belongs to me and I'm loaning her to you for the night. Enjoy yourselves in any way you want. Joe, how old are you?" "14." "And still a virgin?" Joey blushed. "Nothing to be embarrassed about, kid. I didn't get any till I was 18. How about you Greg?" "I'm 19. Joey's my kid brother." "I suppose you been around a few times, eh Greg?" Al winked at him. "I've had a few girls, yeah. Not like Silky though." He was eyeing her big round tits and practically drooling. "Well look guys, the pizza's on its way, why don't you take showers while we wait. We like to be clean." While they were in the bathroom the pizza arrived. Al answered the door and the shocked delivery boy, a little older than Greg, tried unsuccessfully to avoid looking at the nude woman as he set the food and drinks on the table. "Silky, give him his tip," Al said and she got up and knelt in front of the young man. She looked up at him and stroked his already bulging cock through his jeans. He quickly unzipped his fly, and a 6½" beauty sprang out at her. She licked it from base to tip. It jumped at her touch. She concentrated on that sensitive spot under the head, pressing her tongue into it, then sucking it between her teeth. He groaned. She licked around the head, swirling her wet tongue and fucking it into his little cum-hole. His hands went to the back of her head and she opened her mouth to enable him to push her head forward onto his rock hard shaft. He held me there, straining forward, groaning, then began fucking her mouth slowly. She sucked lazily. His hands found their way to her tits and he rubbed them gently. As he got closer to cumming he fucked faster and rubbed harder, and she sucked harder until he exploded a huge wad of cum into the back of her mouth. She swallowed it hungrily. There was so much she nearly lost some of it, but she didn't waste a drop. As he pulled out and zipped up, they became aware of an audience. The boys had come into the room. "We're having a party here, pal," Al explained to the pizza man, "and Silky's the guest of honor. You're welcome to join us." "Oh man, if only I could! But I've got other orders in the truck and I don't want to get fired. Thanks for the tip, mister, and thank you Silky." He smiled down at her and left quickly, looking happier than when he arrived. "Dig in boys!" Al said heartily, pointing at the pizza. The girl sat at his feet, sucking his cock while he ate. "Why is she doing that?" Joey asked. "Because I like her to do it. Makes my meal more pleasant." When Al had had enough, he gave the girl a piece, and she sat there on the floor wolfing it down. When her eyes asked for more, he said no. "Can't let her eat too much, huh guys? Don't want her gettin' fat! Besides, we got plenty more nourishment for her later." He grabbed his crotch and winked at Greg; the boy giggled nervously. Al handcuffed Silky's wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed; then he turned to Joey. "Joe, you get first dibs, this bein' your first time and all. Do whatever you want, don't be afraid of hurtin'er or anything, and if you have any questions I'm here to help." He spoke kindly and gave the youngster a little nudge toward the bed. Then he motioned to Greg, and the two of them placed their chairs on either side of the bed so they could watch the show. Joe sat next to the spread-eagled girl and looked at her body for a long time. Then he gingerly squeezed her breast. Quickly her nipple hardened and he touched it carefully. He rubbed it, then pulled on it gently. He pulled it more and it stretched out, released it and it bounced back. He giggled and did it again to the other one. Then he stretched it way out and watched how her breast followed, the round globe changing shape. "Wow!" he thought. He straddled her body and grabbed both nipples and pulled for all he was worth. Her breasts stretched out into cones. "Oh man!" he exclaimed excitedly. She groaned. Instantly he released them and they snapped back painfully, jiggling like jello. "I'm sorry!" he said, climbing off her. "Joey, don't worry, you're not hurtin' her! The groan means she likes it, she's turned on. Of course if you WERE hurtin'er it wouldn't matter! She's yours to do whatever you want, honest." "Really?" He looked uncertain, yet excited. "Yes, really Joe. She is your fuck toy for the night! Play with your fuck toy." Once again Joey straddled her and stretched her tits towards the ceiling. She arched her back to lessen the strain, but it was no use; he extended them until they could extend no more. Holding them there, he rotated them in the air. As he moved them around they slapped together and he liked that, slapping them repeatedly and laughing. "Look Greg," he called to his brother, "look at me slappin'er tits!" He laughed, but Greg looked worried. "Loosen up Greg! She likes it!" Al reassured him. "You'll get your turn soon." Pretty soon Joey tired of his new game and moved down between her legs. Touching her pussy, he asked, "Why no hair? She's supposed to have hair." "She does have hair, Joe," he explained, "but I pulled it out." "Pulled it out? By the ROOTS?" "Yep." He sounded proud. She looked at him adoringly, wanting his cock in her mouth. "Gosh," Joey breathed. He rubbed her outer lips. "Sure is soft," he said, "and it's neat being able to see everything without hair gettin' in the way. Al, can you show me the parts of her vagina?" "You mean her pussy, Joe. Doctors call it a vagina; men call it a pussy or cunt." He came over to the bed and sat next to the bound beauty. "This is her outer lips, and these are the inner lips. They're tender and moist, and they cover up her clit, keep it protected. It's covered by this little hood and will come out of hiding when she's turned on. Or you can pull the hood back and see it. Just push it back with your fingers." Joey did what Al said. "See, that's her little clitty. It's small, but mighty!" Al laughed at his own joke. "Whaddaya mean?" he asked. "Well, you've had orgasms, right? Jackin' off?" "Yeah," he blushed. "Well, because of the way that little button works, girls can have lots of orgasms all in a row, instead of like us where we have to wait awhile. Go ahead, touch it." Joey touched it very softly, then pinched and pulled it hard like he had with her nipples. Her hips jerked and she screamed in agony. "Whoa there big fella!" Al said, laughing. "The clit ain't like a nipple. Ya gotta be careful with it, treat it gentle. If you know how to treat a clit, you can get a girl to do most anything you want. Ain't that right, sweetheart?" he said, rubbing her mound. She smiled up at him, loving his touch. "You can touch it; just be gentle. Best to touch the outside of the hood so it doesn't hurt 'er." Joey stroked her softly. Suddenly he gasped. "What's that?" he asked, sounding worried. "That's her clit, Joe. It's growing just like your cock does. It likes your touch and it's coming out to see you." Joey kept stroking. "One thing a clit likes even more than a finger is a tongue," Al told him. As expected, the young student greeted this comment with incredulity and disgust. "NO WAY!!" Joey yelled. "That's GROSS!" Everyone laughed. "Really Joe, it's fun," Greg assured him. Joey looked at his brother and back at Al; then he looked at the girl's red, wet pussy. A sick look came over his face. Al patted him on the back. "Don't worry Joe," he said, "you don't have to do anything you don't wanna do. But watch me." He bent down and licked the length of her slit. "See?" his voice was muffled. His tongue went in her hole and she pushed up to meet it. She moaned happily. He raised his head, leaving her frustrated. "See Joe? It's not gross, and she likes it a lot. Try it! Or don't; it's up to you, my man!" Joey gingerly touched her hole, then tasted his finger. He looked thoughtful. Then he inserted his finger and tasted it again. This time he looked surprised. "Y'know Al, you're right. It doesn't taste bad!" He bent down but did nothing, thinking it over. Finally he put his tongue to her hole. She didn't want to scare him so she resisted the urge to mash her crotch into his face. Gradually he got into it and began licking up toward her clit. Pretty soon he was moaning and slurping and licking like a pro. She loved it! She had to respond, wiggling her hips and pushing them up as she felt an orgasm build. "She's gettin' close Joe," Al said. "Suck her clit." He sucked her bulging clit between his tongue and lip. The kid was a natural, Silky thought. Very quickly she had a huge O, bucking and screaming. Joey jumped off and stared at her, looking freaked out. "It's ok Joe," Al said, chuckling softly and trying to reassure him. "She's having an orgasm, like when you jack off. She's just kinda noisy is all." Silky smiled up at Joey. He relaxed. "So Joe, ready to fuck that pussy?" asked Al. "Wow. Can I really? Yeah!" "Well, it's all yours. And so is her mouth. You might want to start by having her suck you first. That's what most guys like. She sucks you till you're good and hard, then you fuck 'er. Course I see you're good and hard already. Ah, youth!" The older man smiled wistfully; at 62, those days were just a memory. "Another thing that's fun is to go back and forth, fucking her cunt, then her mouth, then her cunt again, back and forth as much as you like. You just experiment and do whatever feels good." He patted the kid on the shoulder and returned to his chair. Silky smiled at Joey, wanting to let him know he was welcome to use her in any way he wanted. "Doesn't she ever talk, Al?" Greg asked. "Nope, not allowed to. Women exist for men's pleasure, and listening to them is not pleasurable. Their mouths are good for one thing only--sucking and fucking." Greg looked shocked; then he laughed. "That's pretty funny Al. How do you convince THEM of that?" "Well, y'know, ya hafta go along with their little games at first. But once they belong to you, you train 'em in how to be a REAL woman. It takes awhile, but it's worth it, ain't it baby?" he asked, looking at her. She gazed at him lovingly and nodded her head. He walked over and leaned toward her, allowing her to suckle the tip of his cock. Her gratitude and love were obvious to Greg, who just murmured, "Wow Al. You're somethin' else, man." Grinning, Al pushed her head away and sat in his chair, saying, "Have at 'er, Joe!" Joey placed his hands on her breasts and squeezed them gently at first, then more firmly. She moaned; she loved having her tits squeezed. His pressing became harder and soon he was mauling them and she was moaning louder and moving her head from side to side in ecstasy. "Shit, Al, you are one lucky SOB!" Greg said. "Having a hot babe with that incredible body and so responsive too!" He grinned with pride. "Hey, I like big tits, so I never pick anyone unless she's at least a D, and I train her to be that responsive. If you want, you can come over tomorrow and I'll give you some lessons in training a girl to be your fuck slave." "Really? Yeah, I think I'd like to learn how. I'd like to get head 24 hours a day!" They both guffawed. Before Silky could cum, Joey quit her tits and straddled her chest. He placed his cock at her lips and she licked the tip eagerly, opening her mouth wide in invitation to his hard thick 8" rod. She was surprised at his size, since he was only 14. He needed no instruction; he quickly pushed his cock deep into her mouth, striking her throat with force. He pumped just twice and pulled out hurriedly and spilled his cum onto the pillow next to her head, groaning loudly. As he collapsed next to her, Al and Greg clapped their hands. "Hooray Joe!" they cheered. Joey grinned happily and Al spoke again. "Don't be afraid to cum in her mouth. She needs to swallow as much cum as possible; it's full of vitamins and protein. Besides, she likes it." "Really? But it's gross!" Joey whined. "No no Joe. A real woman likes it, craves it even. Feed her. Scrape it off the pillow and feed it to her; don't waste it." Joey looked doubtful, but did as Al instructed, offering his cum-covered finger to the hungry girl's mouth. She licked it clean and smiled at him. "Mmmm!" she said, licking her lips. He scraped up the rest of his juice and fed it to her. She loved its young fresh taste! "Hey Joey, how about giving your big brother a chance?" Greg asked. "Sure Greg!" he said and hopped off the bed. Greg sat on the bed, rubbing Silky's big tits. "Does she have to be handcuffed, Al?" he asked. "No Greg, whatever you want." Al released her and she lay there rubbing her wrists, smiling at Greg and awaiting instructions. "I like 'em to kneel down for me; makes me feel like. . .well, kinda like a king. Get on the floor," he said to her. She knelt by the bed and he opened his legs. "Suck me!" he commanded. As she stretched her jaws over his amazingly thick 9" cock, she knew he was going to be an excellent student for Al's training in mastery. Greg pushed on her head, gradually forcing himself into her throat. She swallowed happily, as always loving the feel of cock in her throat, even if it wasn't her master's, even if it hurt going down. "UNNNNHH!!" he cried out. "OHHH, I've never been deep-throated before. It's feels so GOOOOOD!!" She could understand why no ordinary girl had been able to take in his massive pole and felt lucky and proud to be the first. She continued swallowing his shaft, but after more than a minute her arms began flailing. "Give 'er some air!" Al yelled. There was no response. "Give 'er some air, Greg!" "Huh?" Greg said in a daze, still holding her head against his abdomen. "She can't breathe when you're in her throat, you gotta pull out a little to let her breathe." "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't know." He quickly pulled completely out of her mouth and as she gasped for air Al chuckled at his naivete. "No Greg, you don't have to pull out all the way; you just have to unblock her throat. She can breathe through her nose when your dick is in her mouth." "Oh, that's right!" Greg said, laughing and stuffing his rod in her mouth again. "I don't like to pull it out!" "That's right Greg. That's one of the rules about slave training: always make sure a hole is stuffed with cock. Unless of course you don't want it to be." Al winked at the young man as he once again pushed her head all the way down. "You're catching on fast. I can see you're a natural master-you like being in control." "Yeah, I DO like it!" He sounded a little surprised at himself as he stood up and began fucking down into her throat, holding her head in place, never letting the head of his cock slip out of her throat. Once again her arms flailed but he did not seem to notice, or perhaps he didn't care. The impaled girl wanted to push him away, but knew she must wait for her master to tell him. Finally he pulled out of her throat, continuing to pump her mouth forcefully. As she breathed she looked up at him happily; she loved to be face fucked more than anything else. He lay down on the bed, pulling her with him. "Now suck it," he ordered and she bent over him, sucking and licking his long shaft, alternating this with sliding her slim throat over the huge head. He had never been able to tell a girl what to do before and this new feeling of power was a heady aphrodisiac. Finally, after enjoying her prolonged sucking, he held her head down and shot his boiling load directly into her stomach. Never had the young man experienced such an intense orgasm. His slave swallowed eagerly and he groaned very loud indeed! "His slave." He loved the sound of it. Yes, he needed a fuck slave of his own. He held her in place just because he could, and she continued to suck his softening prick. All this time her back had been toward Greg's little brother, her ass in the air much of the time. "What's that thing?" Joey asked, pointing at the small ringed handle protruding from her rear. "That, my boy, is something you can have a lot of fun with. Greg, get off the bed. Silky, get up on the bed on your knees and put your head down." She looked at Al fearfully, pleading silently for mercy. "Now, Silky," he said very quietly, his eyes demanding obedience. As she positioned herself, her ass and cunt became fully exposed to Joey's view. "Joe, put your finger in that ring and pull slowly. She's gonna squeal like a stuck pig, but don't you worry about that. Just keep pulling, slow and steady." Silky closed her eyes in dread; this was the one game the slave never enjoyed. At its tip the plug tapers from ¼" to 2" in a space of one inch, but at the base it swells from ½" to 4" in the same distance. The removal is much worse than the insertion. Much, much worse. Joey started pulling the 4" butt plug through her ¼" butt hole. She tried to help by pushing, but it was no use; the rapid expansion of her anus caused indescribable agony. Silky could not contain her screams. "Of course when you're enjoying this kind of activity you don't want anyone investigating the noise," Al said over her cries, "and the best way to silence her whining is to stick a dick in her mouth. Come on Greg!" Greg needed no coaxing; he hopped on the bed. "She's at an awkward angle. Silky, get up on your hands." She tried, but the rending of her ass had drained her strength. Joey kept pulling and as the torture increased her squeals grew louder. "Ok, if she won't do it, do it for her. Grab her hair and lift up her head." Greg pulled her head up and quickly shoved his hard cock into her open wailing mouth. Her screams were immediately muffled by his penis gag; there was no longer any risk of them being overheard. She sucked furiously in an effort to stifle the agony in her ass. "Enjoy that mouth, Greg! Use her hair to move it up and down, or push her head down so you're in her throat. Whatever turns you on, buddy!" Silky looked at Al through her tears; she had never seen him so excited and for this her slavish heart was thankful. Greg tried pulling her hair to guide her head and Al showed him how to wrap her hair around his hand for maximum control. Sitting on his haunches, Greg pushed and pulled her head up and down the length of his 9" pole; with each downward shove it rammed the back of her throat. Then, raising her head so high that his cock nearly fell from her lips, he very slowly pushed her head down and kept pushing until his cock ground its way into her constricted throat. He pinned her head so she couldn't breathe. Joey kept pulling. The pain kept increasing. Inside she was screaming. Her head was exploding. . . In his frenzied throat-fucking, Greg did not realize Silky needed to breathe. Al knew, but said nothing; he wanted her to lose consciousness so the boys could play with her in that condition. Joey succeeded in freeing the butt plug and it popped out quickly, nearly toppling him to the floor. He laughed excitedly "I did it Al!" he yelled in triumph. Al walked over to him, keeping an eye on Greg as he continued to plug her airway. "That's great Joe! I'm proud of you. Now you can fuck her with it if you want to." "Ok!" he said with boyish enthusiasm. He shoved the slick dildo into her stretched, slackened ass; it went in relatively easily. He pushed and pulled, awed by the sight of her expanding and contracting anus. He even succeeded in fully inserting and extracting it again, this time with much less resistance than the first. As Joe was dildo-ing the comatose girl, Al timed Greg's throat-fuck. Finally he told him to pull out so she could breathe. Greg seemed to notice her for the first time and pulled out of her mouth in a panic. "I-I think she's dead!" he screamed. 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