Master's Training Continues by jennyjo
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Master's Training Continues
Jennyjo quietly enter the living room and handed me a sheet of paper. She had
just checked the e-mail and brought me the message we had both been waiting for
for the past week. It was our assignment from Frank, my Teacher and her Master.
We were having a lesson this evening, over the internet. Isn't technology
wonderful!
"Bob, I have given our slave a list of instructions to prepare for this evening.
You will check her list and make sure she has done everything I have commanded.
If she has not, then a few ounces of weight from her nipple rings should bring
her to attention. At 9:00 meet me in our usual chat room for instructions.
Together we will bring your slave many new sensations and teach her that all
sensations come from you through me. In the mean time, sit back and let her
prepare for you. Your Teacher, Frank."
I was on pins and needles the rest of the evening. I showered, and tried not to
pay attention to what jennyjo was doing. I saw her carrying things into the
office and almost went and looked. But I wanted her to have this time, to
prepare mentally and physically for the evening to come. I heard the water run
for her bath. She stayed in there for what seemed like hours. I didn't know what
she was doing but the anticipation was driving me wild.
Ever since our first encounter with Frank, our lives haven't been the same. We
both realize that I need a helping hand to dominate jennyjo like she needs to be
dominated. I need someone to give me "permission" to do the things she wants
done. Some of which I would never do on my own for fear of hurting her. And yet,
it is the intense sensations she craves, the giving of control to another who
can create those sensations. Frank is helping us both. Jennyjo to be a better
submissive, and me to be a better Master. Thus the lessons we now look forward
to with anticipation and just the hint of fear.
At a few minutes till 9:00, I walked into the office. Jennyjo was kneeling on a
pillow next to the desk, cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She was naked, but her
hair was neatly gone, and her makeup all in place. All along the desk toys of
all kinds beckoned to me. I couldn't wait to start playing! But first things
first. I picked up the list of things jennyjo was to prepare and checked them
off one by one. She was learning. All the toys were there, her pussy was shaven,
makeup and hair, check, check, the last I would have to take her word for it, an
enema, check. We were ready to begin.
I logged onto the internet and clicked my way into the regular room we use. Semi
private and occupied by a few people who know the scene, and how to act in a
room such as this. It was the perfect place for Frank to give me instructions
without interruption or judgement from others.
I could hear jennyjo shifting on her knees as I started typing. With her back
turned to the screen she couldn't see what Frank was instructing me to do. It
heightened the tension and helped in the illusion that I alone was using her.
But we both never forget who the real Master is in our relationship.
BOB said to FRANK "Hello Master Frank. Our slut jennyjo has completed her
instructions to the letter. She is learning not to ask questions, only to obey.
But between you and me, I think she wants the weights on her nipple rings."
FRANK said to BOB "Hello Bob, you are probably right about that. But we will
think of many other punishments she will not like as well. Is she in position?"
BOB said to FRANK "Yes, she is ready, kneeling and turned away from the screen,
she can't see anything we say. Where do you want me to begin?"
I know from the last few lessons we have had that Frank has the session planned
out in detail. That's how he knows what to put on the list of things for jennyjo
to gather. As I looked around, I thought I could guess where things were heading
tonight, but I love the anticipation as much as jennyjo does.
FRANK said to BOB "Put her on all fours. Remind her that she is just like a pet,
at the mercy of her Master. Then with your hands milk her tits. Pull from the
base down, tug on her rings, and monitor the wetness of her pussy. When she is
starting to leak the first drop of pussy juice, let me know."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher. We begin."
I pushed back from the desk and walked to stand in front of jennyjo. I gave her
a long kiss, then pushed her to her hands and knees. "You are my little pet
jennyjo, my pet to play with, to use, to teach new tricks to. I think I'll milk
you like a cow, a little pet cow."
Then I put my hands around the base of her breast, pressed firmly and pulled
down, stroke after stroke, then switched to the other tit. Her flesh was getting
hot under my hands, and leaning to the side I watched for the first hint of dew
on her pussy petals. After a few minutes of milking her breasts and listening to
her hum softly with pleasure I checked again, and yep, there it was. The first
sign of her pleasure.
I stopped and pulled back from her. Her sigh of disappointment was music to my
ears. I know her pleasure buttons, and how to push them. And having her tits
caressed is right up there with having her feet rubbed.
"You may thank me for your pleasure pet," I said, knowing Frank would ask if she
was properly grateful for the pleasure.
Her husky reply, "Thank you Master Bob, and Master Frank, for my pleasure,"
always makes me hard. Damn, sometimes it's hard to be in control when you just
want to fuck your slaved brains out. But that is what Frank is teaching me.
Control.
BOB said to FRANK "Our pet jennyjo is getting wet. She has thanked me and you
properly for her pleasure."
FRANK said to BOB "Good little pet. Now take the rope she has placed on the
floor at her feet and tie it through the loops of her nipple rings. Pull the
ends down till her chest is resting on the floor. Then tie the ends to the cuffs
around her ankles. I want them fairly tight, no slack in the rope. Tell me when
you are done with this. If the pain seems to be gaining control, rub her back
and neck."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher"
I pushed back from the desk again, and sure enough, almost hidden under the
pillow under her knees was a length of rope. Looping it through the rings and
pulling down sounds easy, but when the temptation to play with the beautiful
nipples is right in front of you it's hard to focus. But I did it, and when I
pulled down on the ripe her small gasp of pain made my heart pound. As she
lowered to her chest and I pulled the rope ends to the cuffs at the ankles I
noticed the small drop of juice as her pussy lips had now grown to a small drip.
Yes, she likes this, and needs this.
After I tie the ends off, I rub her back and neck, feeling her relax and sigh.
Followed by the "Thank you Master Bob and Master Frank for my pleasure" that is
expected every time she feels anything new, good or bad.
BOB said to FRANK "Teacher Frank, she is tied as you wished, her ass in the air
and the rope leading from her nipples to her ankles nice and tight. We both
await your instructions."
FRANK said to BOB "Give the little slut pet a rub for me. She is so much fun to
play with. Next, I want you to take the red lipstick on the desk and write "FUCK
SLUT" on her ass cheeks. Let her know how she looks to all the people in this
room, at this sight, in the world that could be reading this now. Let me know
her reaction. I think I know what it will be. ~wicked grin~"
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher."
The lipstick was right on the desk like is should be, and as I opened it and
rolled it up, I turned to jennyjo. "You are a little fuck slut, so you should be
labeled as one." She jerked a little as I began to write and made me mess the
"F" up on her ass. A quick snap of the nipple rope brought her to heal fast
enough.
"What are you writing?" jennyjo asked as I scrawled the message on her ass.
"Just what you are, "FUCK SLUT". Everyone will know what you are. Everyone in
the chat room. Everyone in the universe who cares to drop in. They all will know
what a slut you are. What do you think about that?" My smug expression was met
with a look of panic, then the realization that she could be as slutty as she
wants and still have a degree of privacy.
A slow smile spread across her lips as she said, "It's only the truth. What can
I say? I am a fuck slut."
I nodded and turned back to the computer screen. Frank and I had a surprise for
jennyjo, and now was the time to use it. Now was the time for me to make the
decision to share jennyjo with the world or keep her to ourselves. Frank had
asked me to set up a web cam so I could show her slutty ways to the world. It
sounded fun and erotic at the time. But now with the moment of truth at hand, I
wasn't so sure.
I sat still at the keyboard for a long time before I began to type. My mind was
in turmoil. What if people we knew saw this? What if our families saw what we
had done? And once it's posted, you can't take it back. This was a big step. I
turned to look at jennyjo, on her knees, her nipples tied to her ankles and bold
red lettering across her ass cheeks. In an instant I made up my mind and started
typing.
BOB said to FRANK "It is done. And yes, jennyjo is the slut you think she is.
But I don't know if I'm ready for the next step we are planning."
FRANK said to BOB "I understand. It is a big step. Would a blindfold help? Her
face would not be a visible. But she would still be a slut to the entire room.
Think about it, as you put two clothes pens on each pussy lip. Make sure she
thanks us."
A blind fold. Yes, that would hide her identity. And hell yes, I would love to
show the room my beautiful fuck slut jennyjo. Since a blind fold wasn't on the
list I left the room. I could her jennyjo breathing deep. Then curiosity got the
better of her and she asked, "What are you getting? Did I forget something?" She
almost sounded eager for the punishment that infraction would bring. But I
didn't think she would like the punishment for questioning my actions.
As I walked back in with the blind fold, I could see her relax. She must have
though I want to get something really mean. But as I put the blind fold over her
eyes I whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, you didn't forget anything. Just a
change in plans. You see, Master Frank wants to put you on the web. I didn't
think you wanted everyone to see your face while we use you, so I asked for a
blind fold. But for questioning my actions, you will receive a little extra
attention."
I think jennyjo was stunned as I moved to get the clothes pens off the desk. It
took a full two minutes for her to register her shock and disbelief. "NO! You
can't do that!" As she jerked up in indignation the rope from her nipples to her
ankles pulled her up hard. Jennyjo gasped in pain and moaned loudly as she got
back into position on the floor, her breathing hard, her body shaking.
"Yes, we can. And we will do it now." I pulled the web cam out of it's cubby
hole, hooked the wires up and booted the software that made it all work. I
couldn't believe I was doing this. Putting my wife on the internet as a slut for
all to see. But I was so hot, and a quick glance as my wife's pussy assured me
her protests were only half hearted.
BOB said to FRANK "I have put the blind fold on and told her of our plans. She
had the bad judgment to question our actions and needs to be punished. Shall I
turn the cam on before I put the clothes pens on her pussy lips?"
FRANK said to BOB "I will think of a suitable punishment. Yes turn on the
camera. Everyone here is eager to see the slut we are working on at the moment."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher."
And with that, jennyjo's life as a cyber slut began.
I clicked on the right buttons, and her image, ass painted and nipples tied,
showed up on my screen. And in the blink of an eye, the image popped up on the
room page header. I was transfixed. What had I done. There for all the world to
see was my wife on her knees, her nipples stretched, the blind fold covering the
upper part of her face. "FUCK SLUT" in deep red lipstick written on her ass.
I must have moaned, because jennyjo shuddered and turned her face into the
floor, a blush of shame covering her body. But I as in awe. She looked so hot,
so sexy, so fuckable!
Making sure my own face remained out of the picture, I stroked jennyjo's pussy
lips. I could feel her trembling and knew what a gift she was giving us, the
gift of total control over her image as well as her body. I gently pulled her
pussy lips open, and placed the clothes pens, two on each side. She moaned deep
in her throat as I looked at the picture being beamed around the world. I was
loosing control. I wanted to fuck her so bad!
FRANK said to BOB "You are both doing so well. We are enjoying the show. Is she
as wet as she appears?"
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher, she is wet, and I'm so hot I could explode. And
I know you don't want that. Yet.
In the background I could hear jenny whimpering as she fought the pain. I
started to reach our and stroke her body, but stopped. Now that Frank could see
everything I was doing, I had to obey as well. In a sense, we has both given
control to another.
FRANK said to BOB "Use the gray tape to hold the pens open. I want to see into
that pussy. I want to see you did your finger in and pull out a string of
honey."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher."
Frank though of everything, the gray tape was on the desk too, and with a
ripping sound that brought a startled jump to jennyjo, pulling the nipple ropes
and bringing a yelp to her lips, I presided to tape the clothes pens to her
thighs, opening her cunt wide. I reached in with a finger, slid it over her
swollen lips and around her clit, smiling at the fact that jennyjo could still
moan in pleasure through the pain. After dipping my finger deep into her exposed
cunt I smeared it over her ass so Frank could see it.
FRANK said to BOB "What a nice little fuck slut. So wet for us. She looks so
nasty on the floor like that. Tell her that, as you lube the anal beads. I know
you have several sets there to chose from. But I think for tonight we want the
big ones."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher."
Now I was shaking too. The big ones were really big. And the world was going to
see them slip into my wife's ass. I picked up the beads, only three on the
string, but man they were big, as big as golf balls. We had bought them as a
joke, never thinking to actually use them. "Master Frank has chosen the big
ones." My voice was not quite steady as I walked to her, telling her how nasty
Master Frank and everyone in the room though she was. I could see her cringing
away from me, but the pain in her nipples always bringing her back.
As I squirted lube on her tight ass I could hear her steady moaning, "oh oh oh
oh oh oh" and I was shaking too as I pressed the ball against her pucker.
"Relax slut pet, and it will be alright," I promised, knowing no such thing.
I pressed firmly, slowly, and watched in transfixed awe as her ass eased open
and swallowed the ball, closing around the string. I glanced at the screen, and
the image of her ass with two balls hanging out was riveting. So was the
noticeable wetness leaking from her wide open cunt.
FRANK said to BOB "Don't forget to reward her for her accomplishment. And make
sure she thanks us properly."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher"
I reached between the clothes pen to her exposed clit and gave it a flick "What
do you say to Master Frank and I for your pleasure?"
Jennyjo's voice was more husky then ever, "Thank you Master Bob and Master Frank
for my pleasure"
No sooner had jennyjo finished her speech then I began pressing the second bead
in. The word "pleasure" came out in a low guttural moan. I think I was moaning
too as her ass seemed to suck the huge bead inside. I reached for her clit,
giving her the pleasure she craves her cunt dripping juice onto the pillow
below.
Jennyjo's voice was barely above a whisper as she replied, "Thank you Master Bob
and Master Frank for my pleasure."
Jennyjo was panting hard, her skin covered in perspiration. I watched her on the
screen for a few minutes, feeling so proud of her. Just knowing she is MY slut,
even as the world watched her shake and tremble in pain and pleasure, made me so
hot I hurt.
But that was one of the things Frank was teaching me. Not only control of
jennyjo's body and mind, but control over my own desires and urges. Even though
I wanted to fuck jennyjo, and fuck her badly, that was not the point. To control
myself as well as my sub, till we both reach the ultimate conclusion. That was
the point.
FRANK said to BOB "The little slut wants it. We can see how wet she is. Press
the last bead in. Then pull up gently. I don't want them to come out yet, but I
want her to feel the pressure from inside on her ass."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher"
I teased jennyjo's ass a little, rolling the bead over the hole, before I
pressed it home, her ass taking it in hungrily. As I touched her clit in reward,
her lips moved as if to respond, but no sound came out. I knew she was in
sub-space, lost in a haze of lust and pain, her body rocking ever so slightly,
pulling on the nipple rope again and again and again. I reached up and tugged up
on the beads, hearing her moan as her ass bulged out from the pressure.
FRANK said to BOB "When you have our little slut's complete attention, she may
cum for us."
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher. May I also cum?"
FRANK said to BOB "If you wish. Spray your cum on the writing on her ass."
I slipped out of my shorts, my cock throbbing and full. then turning to jennyjo
I set to work to bring her the ultimate, a pain/pleasure orgasm. Tugging on the
beads, flicking her clit, strumming the rope from her nipple to her ankles,
every movement bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans and sighs
slowly changing to screams and groans as the tension mounted. My own body moving
to the brink of no return. From time to time, I caught a glimpse of her on the
monitor, shaking and trembling for the world to see.
Then when I sensed the slight pause before the storm, I pulled the first bead
from jennyjo's ass. The explosion was instant. Her body arched in on itself as I
pulled the other two bead slowly from her ass. Her clit visibly pulsing and
throbbing. Her body red with the climax that seemed to go on and on and on.
I stood over her, my cock in hand, and with a shamefully few strokes shot cum
all over her lipstick painted ass. I glanced at the monitor and watched in
stunned awe as my cum seemed to never stop, coating her round globes and
streaking the printing.
FRANK said to BOB "Well done. Well done. But let's not forget the punishment for
questioning our actions. I think leaving the little slut in this position for
the next 30 minutes for us to watch will be enough. Don't clean her up in any
way. I want to watch the cum drip off her ass"
I could barely type as my own breathing slowly returned to normal.
BOB said to FRANK "Yes Teacher, and thank you for our lesson. We look forward to
the next one. I will leave jennyjo here for your viewing pleasure. Goodbye."
I stroked jennyjo's back and neck, and told her what punishment Frank had
chosen. After a brief flicker of protest across her face, she settled down to
her fate. I knew she was hurting, and would need me when her time was up so I
prepared a bath and soothing rub for her nipples. Her knees, even with the
pillow would be sore. And as I tore the tape off her thighs I knew the pain
would be intense. Not to mention her tender ass hole.
And the whole time I kept telling her what a good slut she was, how much I loved
her, and how proud I was of her.
After her punishment was over, I carried her to the bath and soother her as best
I could. We didn't talk much about the web cam experience, there was time for
that discussion later. Before she drifted off to sleep I though I heard her
mumble that she wondered when the next lesson would be. I hope soon.
jennyjo@hyperchat.com
