An Excellent Learner – 3

“An Excellent Learner” Part-3 Continues…..

I smiled as I reached over her thigh and spread her cunt apart, exposing her hot little clit in its little nest, I fluttered my tongue against it and sucked the sweet inner tissues of her pussy, tongue fucked her then spit on her clit and licked it off. Looking up at her I could see those gorgeous tits rising like islands in the moonlight, crowned with stiff rosy nipples that seemed to point at the ceiling. They trembled with each shuddering breath.

I was like a satyr, a devil, sucking her between her legs, feeding on her cunt like a hummingbird at a pool of nectar, and Novaseemed to come and come, one orgasm blending into another in an endless stream till finally she was gasping and moaning,.

“Oh God, no! No more! Fuck me! Please. Just fuck me!”

I got up and stood over her, my eyes burning, my face smeared with her pussy juice. I must have looked like a madman.

“You want to get fucked, Emma? Then you’re going to have to agree to my terms. I want you, Emma. I want you to be mine. I want to train you and have you and use you and fuck you. I want you to be my slave and my lover and I want to teach you to do all the things I’ve always dreamed of doing. Do you agree?”

She looked at me fearfully, an alarm breaking through the spell of lust. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re something very rare, Emma. Something rare and precious, something I’ve been looking for for years now and I don’t want you to get away.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Okay, listen. I don’t care about your life outside, about who you see and what you do, if you have a boyfriend or not and all that crap. But I want you two nights a week at least. I want to show you what you have inside, what you’re capable of feeling. I’ve never seen anyone as sexual as you, Emma. I don’t want you to just think this is a couple nights of fun and that’s it, understand? There’s something here. Something deeper than just sex.”

She looked at me as if no one had ever said these things to her before, as if she really believed that the desires she had inside were sick and perverse and something to be ashamed of and had no idea of what they would do to a man—or to the right man.

“What do you want me to do?”

“You don’t have to do anything now,” I replied. “I’m not a stalker and I’m not going to chain you to the radiator, and this is something you have to enter into of your own free will. But I need for you to know that this is more than just some quickie student-teacher affair, Emma. This goes deeper than that”

She didn’t know what to say so I saved her the trouble. I leaned over and kissed her. I dropped my tongue into her mouth and fucked her with it until she began to suck on it and caress it with her own, responding instinctively to having her body penetrated. Everything she did was so maddeningly female, so giving and accepting. Her nipples pressed against my bare chest and her legs closed reflexively around my ass, pulling me against her. She was still horny. She was still ready for more.

I broke the kiss and smiled down at her, knowing we had an agreement.

“Back to business,” I said. “Now let me show you something.”

I went to the box and got more rope, then tied several turns around each ankle as she watched me from the desk, her breasts heaving with excitement as I bound her. I turned her on her side and unleashed her wrists, then pulled off the tangle of her tank top and bra and tossed them on a chair and tied cuffs of rope around each wrist. I strung lengths of rope through each cuff and down to the corresponding ankle and pulled them snug so that Emma’s arms were drawn down and her ankles pulled up against her ass, her knees forced open in an obscene, frog-like position, totally exposing her sex, leaving her open and helpless.

“You’ve heard of hog-tying?” I asked as I tied the ropes tight. “Well this is called frog-tying and it’s one of those things I talked about wanting to show you.”

Nova Whined. She tried to close her knees but the ropes were too tight and the strain too much, and her legs trembled and then fell lewdly open again as she panted from the effort. I reached out and caressed her breast, then ran my hand down her body and roughly massaged her pussy. I stuck my finger inside her and began to finger fuck her and there was nothing she could do. It was like I owned her totally now—my own private little cum-slut, unable to do anything but lie there in the ropes and take it. She began to pant, excited by her own helplessness, and her pussy seemed to suck greedily at my finger.

At the heart of the BDSM experience there is always a moment like this, at least for me. There’s a moment when woman as icon—all the attraction and longing and desire she inspires—has been stripped away and the man feels, however rightly or wrongly, that he’s reduced her to his level—to that of a sexual beast,

a creature of pure sensuality. That’s something he understands. That’s something he feels he can master. He’ll never conquer his longing for her or the weakness she makes him feel when he looks at her, but in conquering her body and in taking charge of her sensations, he at least feels he’s gained some control of his heart again. He feels like a man again.

Or at least that’s the way I felt with Novatied and exposed on that desk—something primal and primitive and more basic than even love or affection, a kind of deep sexual polarity of male and female, blind and biological.

“This is the way I keep a bad girl exposed,” I said in a hoarse whisper as I caressed her pussy and studied her face. “This way I can fuck her or play with her or eat her or do almost anything to her. Like spank her when she needs spanking. When she’s a greedy little cum-whore and needs spanking”

I slapped her lightly on the clit and Novajumped. I spanked her again with the same result, and now she bit her lip to keep from crying out.

“Ever come from having your clit spanked?” I asked. “Too bad I didn’t bring a whip. I could make you come like that. Emma. Sounds pretty nasty, doesn’t it?”

I stood up and at last I began to take off my pants, opening my belt and pulling down my zipper. I kicked off my shoes and socks, then stripped off my pants and threw them on a chair. My shorts were soaked with pre-cum, a wet spot the size of a dollar bill covered the fly where I’d been leaking during our play. From her awkward position, Novaraised her head to watch me undress and see what was in store for her. I didn’t care. It just felt so fucking good to let him loose at last.

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