E011:Beginning down the path

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Balls

Donald places his hand at the back of Emma’s neck, holding it firmly against the chain. He turns her and leads her down the hall to the bedroom. On Emma’s first visit, she had thought that this was his, the Professor’s room, but it is not.  It is the room he uses when conducting ‘studies’ and it would now be Emma’s room. She instinctively knows to keep her eyes forward and down in his presence.  But she does glance around with the corners of her eyes.  She could see the restraints still on the bedposts, and the dresser which held that wonderful toy which had so pleasured her, and the door to the bathroom the Professor had sent her to.  Now, she also sees a couch on one wall, and how the dresser’s mirror tilts just right to show the full bed. Emma just stands where Donald stopped her. Hands behind her back.  Waiting, lusting for what is to come.  The Professor leans close to her and speaks in her ear, “I do believe there is a little more discipline we should probably take care of first isn’t escort izmit there?” All Emma can do is nod her head as tears form in the corner of her eyes. It isn’t the spanking that she dreads, no that has sent a strange feeling through her whole body.  It is knowing she has displeased Donald that made her tear up remembering. When he takes her to the side of the bed and guides her over his lap she does not resist in the least.  Laying across his lap, Emma began to breathe deeply.  Oh the anticipation, the idea that even this way he would be touching her. When she feels his hand just rubbing her cheek, the juices in her just drip down between his trousers.  As Donald feels the wetness on his pants thigh he delivered the first blow. “You know why you are being spanked Emma, don’t you?  You must learn never to touch yourself in that way without permission.  I will dictate when you may feel pleasure in that way only.  It is not for you to give in to yourself when desires arise.” “Yes Sir,” izmit escort was all that Emma could humbly reply.“And the squirming when you were told to lay still for me to see you.  That you must learn to control.”Sobbing now, Emma replies in a small voice, “Yes sir, I will do as told.”The hand spanking does not last long, this time.  Donald feeling Emma’s wetness flowing from her is developing a hard-on.  That, he does not want to show to Emma yet.  With her lying across him, it will be displayed to her too soon. After hand spanking her he abruptly makes her stand and lay down on the bed as she had the week before.  He takes her hands and feet and ties them as before, but Emma feels a gentleness in Donald’s movements which had not been there the week before.  The leg ties are longer today, she can move her legs some.  Even bring her legs up.As Donald ties her to the bed he speaks to her, “Emma, you seem to have progressed well this week.  Learning how to behave so wonderfully izmit kendi evi olan escort for me.  Perhaps your punishment was a blessing in disguise for both of us.  You seem to be understanding what is expected of you to get what you want and need.  But in time, what you think you crave now, will become almost unimportant compared to what you will come to desire.  You will know what you have to do, and lust to be able to do it.” Emma does not fully comprehend what the Professor is eluding to, but it confirmed in a way what she has come to realize earlier. The caressing of her forearms and calves as he ties her up is making her almost swoon. “Tonight Emma, I will help you enjoy the pleasures of your own body, but tomorrow you will learn the pleasure of pleasing another.” All Emma really hears is that there will be a tomorrow.  Would she be here for the night? Oh, please let that be true. Then an evening and night of bliss, which Emma in her greatest stretches of imagination has never considered, begins.Donald slides on the bed beside her and begins to caress her breasts. Oh, the feel of his fingers touching her sends shivers up and down her body.  And when he pinches and rubs her nipples to harden them, Emma gasps in joy. 

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

İlk yorum yapan olun

Bir yanıt bırakın

E-posta hesabınız yayımlanmayacak.


*