Chapter 40 #2
“That’s correct, Miss Black.” Her breath stutters at the use of her name, and I smile at the reaction. I’ve only called her that in class, and I delight in how it feels using it in this scene. “Let’s see how you do under the rest of my instruction.”
I push the stiff rod of the crop up, guiding it between her pussy lips as I move it back and forth, coating it in her wetness.
The muscles tighten in her back and thighs as she does her best to remain still.
My eyes track the rapid inhale and exhale of her chest. The way she pulls her bottom lip into her mouth as she drags it ever so slowly against her teeth.
When she releases it, taking a sharp inhale, I know she’s close.
I slowly pull the crop toward me as the tip emerges from between her legs, dripping in her arousal.
Her eyes fly open and her brows pinch.
“I told you not to move. That includes flinching at loud noises. So now I’m going to edge you with each of these toys, bring you to the brink of orgasm without letting you have the release you crave.”
Moving to the side of the lounger, I drag the crop up her back, to her shoulder, and then down her arm, flicking the little leather tip of it against her body as I go. “You should see the mess I’m making on your back. You were dripping on my crop, and now I’m covering you in it like a filthy girl.”
Each little smack against her skin has it prickling into goosebumps. I walk around her, spanking the other side of her body, then swap out the crop for the flogger.
The leather fringe fans out on her skin as I softly stroke it down her body.
Starting on one shoulder, I drag the flogger down to her ass before giving it a pop.
I repeat the movement on the other side of her body, and she cries out with each spank.
After a few more repetitions, I drag the silicone handle down the crack of her ass, and she lets out a long moan.
Once I position the tip between her thighs, I hold down the button turning on the vibrations and push it into her tight cunt.
She lets out a surprised gasp followed by a long low moan as I move the toy in and out, teasing her.
“This toy is my favorite. Capable of so much pain and pleasure in one little device. Do you want me to make you come with it?”
“Please, sir.”
I continue moving it in and out, pressing it against her G-spot watching as her spine elongates and she drops her head.
Then I remove it from her and she lets out a needy whine.
Setting it on the table, I grab the whip, holding it by both ends as I slide it around her neck and pull her up, until her back is pressed against my front.
Tightening the thong of the whip against her throat, I lean down pressing my lips against the shell of her ear. “Use your safe word if you need to stop.”
Her breath hitches, and I watch the rise and fall of her chest as I feel her nod against me. The barbells of her nipple piercings catch my eye as she relaxes against me.
“I know this is new to you, hell when you walked in here two years ago you couldn’t handle a man’s touch.
But it’s been incredible watching this transformation in you.
Seeing you eager for me. Not shying away from how I touch you or what I touch you with.
I promise we will work up to the pain and pleasure this whip can bring you.
But for now, I want you to grab the vibrator on that table and hold it against your clit. See if you can make yourself come.”
Transferring the whip to one hand, I adjust my grip so I can restrain her, leaving my other free to explore her body as she grabs the toy and slides it between her legs. “Keep it on the lowest setting.” I growl into her ear.
She gives a small nod and begins rubbing it around her clit. Her legs squeeze together, her frustration tangible.
“It’s not enough. Is it?”
She shakes her head.
I release my hold on her and she places a hand against the lounger, steadying herself now that she can’t lean against me.
“Do you want to see what I can do with this whip? How it will feel against your skin?”
“I do, but I’m…” she trails off.
“Scared?”
She shakes her head. “Apprehensive. Can you describe how it will feel?”
“It will sting initially. You might feel uncomfortable. But the pleasure that blooms after the pain will light your skin on fire.”
“Okay. I trust you with my pleasure.”
“Fuck, that makes me want to bend you over this furniture and slam into you hard,” I say, distracting her as I pull the whip back and crack it on the meat of her ass. Two quick pops.
“Oh, damn it,” she cries as she drops the vibrator and uses both heads to steady herself.
I wait for her to use her safe word, knowing I pushed her harder than I have before.
When she doesn’t, I drop to my knees, releasing the whip, as I cup her ass cheeks in my hand and lick the red welts already blooming on the surface.
My touch is gentle, reverent as I worship her skin.
She pushes her ass into me and I smile against her flesh at her eagerness.
“Such a good fucking girl for me. So eager to please your professor.”
She rubs her thighs together and I can tell she’s eager to come, so I pull back and stand.
Grabbing her wrist, I lead her to the cross, and she assumes her position in front of it with her back to me. “Turn around. Let me see that beautiful fucking body.”
She spins on her heel and locks eyes with me. “I like this. Seeing you without the mask,” she says as I fasten her hands to the end of the cross.
A wicked smile takes over my face. “Did I say you could speak, pet?”
She closes her mouth quickly, and I lower my head to her breast pulling her nipple into my mouth as I tug on her piercing with my teeth.
“I— oh, sugar!”
I release her nipple with a wet pop and smile.
“Such a naughty girl today, not following your teacher’s rules.
Tell me, Miss Black, where do you come up with these alternative curses?
” I slowly glide a hand down her taut stomach, until I reach the apex of her thighs and make slow circles against her clit.
“I dunno,” she says quickly. “They just…” I pinch her clit between my fingers. “Oh fuuuudge, they just come out.”
“Shall we make this a rule? Or can you behave?”
“I’ll be good.”
“Good, because I’d like to keep your legs unbound, but only if you compose yourself.”
I drop to my knees and position myself between her open thighs, gripping her hips, I press the blunt ends of my nails against her skin as she squirms against me.
An idea forms in my head, and I grin wickedly, looking up at her. “I think it’s time for a little role reversal, pet. I want you to teach me.”
“What am I teaching you?” she asks breathlessly as I blow against her pussy.
“You’re going to teach me exactly how you like to be eaten.”
“I don’t know if that’s something I can teach you. You’re already so good at everything. Anything you do feels good. I don’t know what you want me to teach you.”
She’s rambling, and I tut several times, shaking my head. “Don’t make me punish this gorgeous cunt,” I say, reaching up to cup it. When she doesn’t speak, I pull back and smack my palm against her warm wet heat and she moans in response. “You like that, Miss Black?”
“You know I do.”
“I’m going to need more instruction than that if you want me to continue.” I remove my hand and look up at her.
“Slap me again.”
I follow her command and slap her pussy a little harder this time.
“Ughnhn. Can you put your head between my—oh, frick. Between my thighs. Yes, like that. Frick. Your tongue feels so good. It’s touching my…flicking my—”
I pull back, blowing cool air over her heated and sensitive skin. “I need to hear those words leave your lips. Knowing that you say those words only for me, that I can bring that out of you, corrupt your perfect, prim little mouth. Fuuuuck.”
“Only in here. Only in this room. And only for you,” she breathes.
“Is that a rule?” I chuckle against her skin.
“Rats, I think it is.”
I smack her ass, hard. “Try it again.”
“Fuck. Fuck, it is.”
“Listen to that sweet little mouth saying those dirty words. Feel what it does to me.” I stand up and crowd her, thrusting my cock against her slit, desperate to remove the clothing preventing me from feeling her skin against mine.
“So corrupting me, that’s your kink?” she asks, pushing against me.
“Absofuckinglutely. I’m the only one that’s taken your mouth and your cunt, and one day I’ll fuck this hole as well,” I say, trailing a finger between her cheeks, pushing at her tight ring.
“Can you take your clothes off?”
I quickly disrobe then sink to my knees again and position my mouth inches from her dripping cunt. I look up at her and stick my tongue out to catch the wetness gushing from her. “You taste so fucking delicious, pet. Is all this for me? Are you dripping at the sight of me on my knees for you?”
“Maybe it’s the way you’ve been edging me.”
“Then you better teach me exactly what you need to make you come, because I’m only going to do exactly what you tell me.”
“Lick the seam of my lips from my opening until you find my clit.”
I do exactly that, at a painstakingly slow pace, savoring the taste of her on my tongue.
“Put your mouth on my clit and lick around it in a circle. Oh frick, that’s nice.”
My tongue continues making circles waiting for her to tell me more.
“I think I need it harder. Oh yes, harder is good. Just like that. Keep doing that.”
She’s bucking against my face now with each swirl of my tongue, and I reach down to fist my cock, hoping to relieve some pressure.
“Now flick your tongue back and forth on my clit. Oh fuck, just like that. Keep going. Oh! I’m so close, I need more. Add your fingers,” she moans.
Knowing what she needs, even if she can’t vocalize it, I pinch her clit between my lips, applying pressure as I continue flicking my tongue against the tip as I snake a hand up to hold her in place with my forearm.