She looked up at him, locked their gazes, and gave the tip of Ethan’s dick a long, hard suck.
Ethan gave her an appreciative look and she batted her eyelashes at him. She placed tiny little kisses down his cock until she reached his balls. Then, she reverently, almost lovingly, sucked them into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around each nut carefully, bathing it gently and sensually before letting it go.
“Ethan Wolfe, nice to meet you, Aubrie,” Ethan said as she continued to greet his dick and sack.
Aubrie flushed pink at his words, but her mouth never stopped moving. Ethan let out a groan of pleasure. He brought his hand up to her hair and began to fuck her face in long deep strokes.
To his surprise and delight, his cock slid easily into her throat and her tongue darted out to tease his balls, much like how he taught Penny.
“Good girl, yeah! That’s it Aubrie, take my cock!” Ethan growled out as he rolled his hips forwards.
Ethan loved fucking Penny and her peers, loved helping to mould young minds into a state of submissive joy. Everytime a teenage girl expanded her sexual repertoire under his tutelage and guidance, Ethan couldn’t help but feel accomplished.
However, sometimes it got a bit tedious. Teaching them all the basic etiquette, constantly reminding them to use their holes properly, having to deal with subpar technique until they got better at it, all of it got a little bit tiring.
It was nice to fuck an experienced slave from time to time. Ethan didn’t need to think about correcting behaviour or anything. He could just sit back and enjoy the way a girl was fucking her own face onto his cock. He could slam into her holes and enjoy the pulse of her inner walls on his cock without him needing to remind her a hundred times.
“Get up,” Ethan growled at last, yanking Aubrie’s head off his cock. Drool dripped from her lips and her face was completely red from the exertion. She needed little to no direction from him. The look in his eyes was enough. She turned around and bent over, placing her palms flat on the floor.
Ethan flicked her clitoris ring, making it sway and her moan. He pulled her asscheeks apart and jammed his cock into her shithole without warning.
Aubrie whimpered in pain, but she pushed her hips backwards, fucking her own hole onto his cock. She didn’t wait for him to start thrusting, instead taking the initiative to pleasure his dick with her shitter. Either Aubrie had had a premium education, or her husband had spent a lot of time in perfecting her sexual submission. Ethan couldn’t help but envy the man that got to lead Aubrie around on a leash.
She made these tiny whiny moans each time Ethan shoved his cock in deep. Her asshole was turning red from the friction and the stretch must have been agonizing. Yet, she never stopped shaking her hips.
“Thank you sir, thank you sir for fucking my ass painfully!” Aubrie moaned as Ethan continued to pound her.
If he hadn’t been enamored before, he was surely hooked now. Few slave wives had the presence of mind to thank their husbands or masters for painal during the act itself. Usually the agony would drive all thought of gratitude out of their minds until after the fact. Maybe Aubrie’s husband had trained her to do this? It was definitely not something in most curriculums!
Ethan grunted as his balls drew up tight. He pinched Aubrie’s hip. And as if reading his mind, she pulled away quickly, dropped to her knees, and swallowed him down to the hilt without hesitation. If she tasted anything foul on his cock, she made no indication of it. Instead, she gargled him.
Yes, she gargled him.
Ethan groaned long and loud, feeling the vibrations of a warm hot tunnel pulse around his dick. Combined with the wiggling tongue on his balls, it was more than enough to make him blast his load down her throat.
He didn’t even have to hold her down. Aubrie kept her nose to his pubes perfectly fine, her gaze becoming unfocused as her oxygen ran out. It was only when her eyes started to drift shut that Ethan realized that she would choke herself unconscious on his cock if he let her.
Out of curiousity, he let her do exactly that, watching as her eyes rolled up and her mouth begin to go slack. Ethan eased her head off his softening cock, rubbing it all over her face until she began to regain consciousness.
“Good girl,” he said softly, hoping it conveyed all the appreciation he felt towards her.
Aubrie gave him a dazed smile as Ethan helped her to her feet.
“You are really something special,” he commented, “Who’s the lucky fella that owns all this?” he asked.
Her pleased look disappeared immediately, turning into embarrassment.
“I’m divorced,” she whispered, looking down.
“Divorced?” Ethan asked, surprised. He tweaked her nipple rings and tugged them roughly, enjoying the way they made her squeak.
“He was jailed for tax and insurance fraud so the courts declared the marriage null. The court hasn’t appointed a date for my ring removal yet,” she explained.
“That’s a shame and I’m sorry to hear that,” Ethan said, shaking his head. Who in their right minds would go off and commit crimes when this wonderful submissive young woman was waiting for him at home?
Aubrie shook her head and said, “Well, my brother is taking me in so I don’t have to stay here with them, but thank you sir, I really needed that.” She turned her wide, earnest gaze upon Ethan and he felt his stomach do a little flip. The sensation surprised him because he hadn’t felt this way about anyone except his late wife Becca.
“I’d like to see you again,” Ethan said before he could stop himself.
Aubrie’s face turned that lovely shade of pink again and she bit her lip.
“I’d like to see you again too, sir,” She whispered.
Ethan couldn’t help but smile. Maybe he had found a second wife after all.
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Ethan hadn’t dated in a long, long, long, long time. Even when Becca was around, they hadn’t really dated long. They had been introduced at a mixer, fucked around a bit at orgies, then Ethan had shown up to her school and proposed to her after class. She agreed and that was that. Becca was quite the introvert and preferred to spend their nights together at home, so even after they got married, Ethan hadn’t taken her on too many outings.
Which was all to say, he was a bit rusty and nervous.
Aubrie had left her old job as a clerk when the courts gave custody of her to her brother. She was searching for more clerical work, but for now, she helped out at the local patisserie, frosting cupcakes in the back.
It was twenty minutes too early, but Ethan pushed open the door to “Muffy’s muffins” and stepped inside.
“Hi, is Aubrie here?” he asked.
The girl at the counter giggled. Her dyed blue hair bounced as she laughed and there was a faint jingling sound coming from her body, probably from cunt bells or some other accessories. Her nipples were prominent through the thin fabric of her uniform, heart shaped piercings framing the dusky little nubs.
“Aubrie!” she yelled into the backroom, “A man’s here to see you!”
“Commmiiing!” Aubrie yelled back.
The redhead appeared at the doorway, looking flustered.
“Ethan, sir!” she exclaimed, quickly wiping her hands on a cloth as she pulled off her uniform. The thin shirt came off to reveal a white knit dress. The knitting had been done very loosely so that the holes would provide a glimpse of the skin underneath. Aubrie’s tits were held up by a matching white titstrap that went around the back of her neck.
Aubrie grabbed her purse and quickly came out from behind the counter. She dropped to her knees and kissed Ethan’s crotch eagerly, then looked up at him with a smile.
“Sir,” she said softly.
That single word was enough to make Ethan’s stomach do another flip. The earnestness on her face was addictive.
“I uh… I brought a clit leash,” he said, as he motioned for her to get up. He pulled it from his back pocket, a bright red leather strap with a metal clip on the end.
Aubrie’s eyes went wide in surprise.
“I hope I’m not being too presumptuous,” Ethan added hastily. Taking control of a woman’s clitoris wasn’t something that was taken lightly. A husband’s promise to care for her, dominate her, and guide her was made real in the form of a ring on her most sensitive area. In return, the surrender of her clit was a sign that she trusted him completely. As such, the privilege of leading a woman around by her clitoris was reserved for her husband.
Aubrie hid a giggle with her hand, then shyly withdrew a white one from her purse.
The two of them looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
“Please sir, go ahead,” Aubrie said at last, still giggling as she pulled her dress up to expose her piercing.
Ethan wasted no time in clipping the leash to the ring there. The click of metal on metal seemed to echo in the shop, and Aubrie let out a little gasp when the weight of the leash tugged on her sensitive nub. Her hazel gaze looked at the leash, followed it up to Ethan’s hand, then up to his face. She smiled, still a little shy, and then quickly looked away.
“Thank you sir,” she said.
Cute was usually a word that Ethan used for his daughter and her friends, not someone who was in their mid twenties. But in this instance, he felt that it applied to Aubrie.
He stepped back, feeling a little nervous, and then gave the leash an experimental tug. Aubrie moaned softly, then followed him out of the bakery.
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“And I said to him, the cunt can’t not the cunt cunt!” Aubrie gestured with her hands as she recounted the tale of having a British roommate at boarding sex school.
Ethan couldn’t help but laugh.
They were wandering down the street towards a nearby restaurant. Aubrie was a little shy at first but Ethan managed to coax her into telling him a few stories about herself and with every new thing he learned, he liked her more.
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