He moved around behind her, pressed against her back and reached around and cupped his hand over her pussy as the other arm wrapped around her chest holding her naked body to his clothed one. Holding her like that for a moment she sensed his physical strength before he pressed one finger between her slightly open pussy lips. It was wet already, and he moved the finger back and forth across her clit a few times before removing it, eliciting a low moan from deep in her throat. He removed his hand from her pussy and brought it to her face, putting the wet finger just under her nose. She could smell her own excitement and knew he knew that she was ready and willing for the weekend to come.
“Stay here,” he told her as he released her from his grip and left to go into a room off the living room that she could not see from where she stood. She waited, uncomfortable in her nakedness, not moving from where she stood, her mind racing as to what would come over the next two days. Well before their planned meeting, he had made her write down what her hard limits were and what discipline she craved and those she had received in the past, and she wondered how far he would go based on what she had told him. He also detailed the safe words she could use at any time to slow or stop whatever he was doing. He had told her he would respect all her limits, but would push them. In fact, none of her hard limits were anything he enjoyed or had planned to do anyway. She thought about what she had told him she did want over and over in her head as she stood in place waiting for him to return, wondering if the reality would fulfill the fantasy.
Although it was actually only a few minutes, time seemed to slow and it seemed like he was gone for an eternity before he returned. But now he was not alone. A woman was holding his hand, dressed nicely and he was carrying a small travel suitcase. Correctly she assumed it was his wife. She was short at only around 5′ but now taller in heels, petite in build but with rather large breasts for her small frame, which contrasted greatly with Janet’s own naked body, with her small breasts and substantial ass. Her brown eyes were a seductive almond shape on her youthful face, a legacy of her Chinese father.
The wife smiled warmly at her female guest, as if having an unknown naked woman in her foyer was no big deal for her, and reached out to shake her hand, which Janet hesitantly responded to in kind. “Nice to meet you, my dear.” Janet had assumed his wife would already be gone on her trip and if possible felt even more naked in front of this fully dressed woman, who must know exactly why she was here, and could only smile and look down at the floor in silent submission to the situation. She unconsciously crossed one arm across her breasts and used a hand to cover her pussy, until she saw his stern look and consciously placed them by her sides again.
“No need to be shy, dear,” the wife pleasantly said to the girl, and reached out and caressed her left breast to soothe her before grabbing the nipple and giving it a firm squeeze, causing Janet’s knees to buckle a little in surprise. She opened her mouth as if a sound was to come out, but she remained stoically silent.
“Oh my, you are going to have so much fun with her, dear. I can’t wait to be back on Sunday afternoon to see you both again. You will save some for me, won’t you?” she asked as she turned to her husband, releasing her grip on the girl’s nipple while giving her a good smack on her rear. She then pulled a leather collar out of her bag and placed it around Janet’s neck, and attached a leather leash to the ring on the front of the collar, wrapping the leash over her shoulders to hang between her breasts..
Janet wondered what she meant, what could be saved for her, if she would be expected to serve her too when she returned, and how. It was a question she had not considered before, her mind racing about what else would happen before the weekend was over. She had not been with another woman since a little fooling around with a girlfriend in high school after they had a few drinks stolen from her father’s liquor cabinet, and she was sure that the kissing and clumsy fondling then was nothing like what she could expect with this very adult woman. She felt herself have a tingle between her legs at the thought.
He opened the front door and accompanied his wife out to the car, leaving Janet to stand alone and naked again, realizing she did not know his wife’s name. He placed the suitcase on the back seat and then gave her a long, passionate goodbye kiss. It was obvious they were in love to anyone that saw them, as Janet could through the open door. She then realized that anyone on the street might also see her and she moved a little more inside and away from the door. The wife got in the car and drove away as he watched, and once out of sight he returned to the house to play with his new toy, in the form of a lush female body both ready and willing.
He returned, silently took hold of the leash, unwrapped it from her shoulders and led her to the room he had come from with the wife, which was a large bedroom with plush carpeting, as opposed to the hardwood floors of the foyer and living room. She soon was glad for the carpeting. There was a king sized bed with a head and footboard that she recognized was perfectly suited for bondage, end tables on each side, two large dressers with large mirrors and a comfortable looking armchair in the corner. There were two additional doors on one wall, and she assumed, again correctly, they were for a walk-in closet and en-suite bathroom.
“I am sure you know that collaring often means a permanent submissive relationship, but we both understand this is only for this weekend, so this is just a symbol to put you in the correct mindset… and until I know you better need to keep you under control, and I needed something to attach the leash to. Understand, my pet?” he said with a hint of humor, playing on her need to be treated like a pet. He had lots planned for that tomorrow.
“Yes, sir.”
“Very good. Now since all good pets are trained, there are eight positions I expect you to remember so when I give you a number, you can get into position quickly and without my having to explain what I want each time. I will describe each and I want you to get into position as quickly as you can, and then we will practice for a while until you know them all. Do you understand?” He picked up a riding crop that was on the bed.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good, then we might as well start right now.”
He removed the leash and told her to get on her knees, buttocks sitting back on her heels, hands on her knees facing up, back straight, breasts out and head up, and told her this was position number one. She sat down as he described, but her knees were touching each other. He used the crop to indicate that she should spread them apart and said “I told you before your legs are always to remain apart unless I tell you otherwise. Did you forget already?”
She replied, “Yes sir, I’m sorry, sir.” and quickly spread her knees as far apart as she could. He stood above her and brought the crop down swiftly and hard on the area of sensitive skin on the inside of her left thigh about three inches from her pussy, and quickly repeated the same on her right inside thigh. She felt the sting and realized it elicited a hidden response in her nearby open pussy.
“Just to remind you for the future. What do you say?” he asked.
She quickly replied, “Thank you for helping me learn, sir.” He smiled to himself that she was going to be an excellent plaything, a natural submissive that already understood what he might expect.
He stood in front of her and had her open his belt and pull down the zipper, pulling his cock out from his underwear in front of her face. It was circumcised and beautiful to her, around five inches and fairly thick even though it was still not erect. Her eyes went wide in appreciation, and she opened her mouth automatically and her tongue licked her lips in anticipation. When he placed the cock head in her mouth, she raised her hands to hold the shaft and cup the balls hanging below, as she had done with men many times when sucking their cocks. But immediately the crop landed with a sharp blow to her left ass cheek and then her right, back and forth several times, making her gasp around his cock.
“Position one, your hands remain on your knees until otherwise following a command.” And the crop landed several more times before she was able to return her hands to her knees again. He placed his free hand on the back of her head, holding her by the hair in place. His cock head remained in her mouth, but he did not move it in and out. She sucked on him and expected him to shove it in further and fuck her there, and looked up at him with seemingly begging eyes, and felt a strong need to be used by him as he held just the head of his cock in her mouth, and she felt it grow erect to its’ full length of around eight inches. She had always loved to see and feel a big cock grow to its’ full size inside her mouth, but she was also glad he was not any bigger, given she was sure it eventually would be going down her throat and into her ass.
“Don’t worry, my pet, you will get more at a later time. Much more.” He knew that denial and anticipation were powerful aphrodisiacs, and tools of control. He removed his cock from her mouth and stepped back, replacing it back into his pants and zipping them back up. She understood the control he was showing by not just taking her until he came like most men would have done. She also realized if he could control himself, he could easily control her as well.
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