lessons of a young sub

He was at the bar with a few mates as she walked in, a beautiful young woman, 20’s, auburn brown hair. Dressed in jeans, a pink hoodie with a pair of canvas shoes which made her look much younger.

She was not a classic beauty, but instantly got the attention of all the men. She felt goosebumps everywhere with a tingling sensation flowing down her spine and ache in her pussy. She felt shy from the attention, but incredibly aroused by the desire she saw in the eyes of her man and his friends.

He kept his gaze locked on her as she approached him, his heart racing feeling hugely satisfied at the envy he knew his friends felt towards him. “I’m here Sir, you called for me”, she said. He always felt such arousal at hearing her voice and the smell of her deodorant.

“Take these, and get ready for me”, he said handing her a shopping bag and the keycard for room 418.

She took the shopping bag from him, touched his hand and let it linger for a while. Nodding her head and dropping eye contact, “Yes sir” she said and turned away heading for the room.

As she made her way through the hotel, it felt like all the men’s glazes towards her were burning her skin. “It’s impossible that everyone is looking at me, and knows! It must just be in my head”, she thought to herself.

She got to the hotel room door and fumbled with the keycard dropping it to the floor. “Fuck”, she said annoyed with herself wondering if the older couple across the hall had heard her. Sir had told her not to use vulgar language without his permission.

She entered the room, it was cool and smelt fresh. It was minimalistically decorated in a contemporary style not quite to the usual taste of Sir she thought. Her attention moved to the shopping bag, “What did Sir have planned for her this time? Sexy lingerie, a dress, jewellery?

She turned to sit down on the bed, stopping midway remembering that Sir did not like entering the room and seeing creases on the bed and the room not in perfect order.

She put her hand into the bag and felt a pair of heels, taking them out and laying them at the foot of the bed. Next a black knee length fitted skirt followed by a transparent ivory satin blouse. Emptying the remainder of the shopping bag onto the bed she saw a white demi bra and pair of beige low rise bikini knickers. This was odd. She was always impressed by the items that “Sir” bought her, always fashionable, perfectly fitting and tastefully assembled. “Why these beige cotton pants?” she said out aloud. “Is this a trick, hmmm what should I do? I don’t want to disappoint Sir”.

She started undressing, dropping her clothes to the floor. She caught a glimpse of her naked body in the mirror, turning to face it she saw the Brazilian Sir had sent her to get. She touched the thin strip of hair, it felt sexy and the ache was back in her pussy, her right hand automatically lightly caressing her breasts. She stopped suddenly, she did not want to risk the chance of getting too aroused and wetting her knickers before Sir got there.

She put on the knickers, as usual a perfect fit, they felt very comfortable. the bra was very pretty and she like how it showed off her breasts, it felt very sexy and she could feel that ache coming back. The skirt and blouse were nice, not anything she would buy for herself.

She picked up her clothes packed them neatly in into the shopping bag and put them on the cupboard shelf. Slipping her feet into the heels she inspected herself in the mirror, she felt good and grown up. “Sir would like this”.

She sat down on the armchair opposite the entrance to the room, her bum perched on the edge of the seat and feet and legs together. Waiting, resisting the urge to grind her ass into the chair.

After what felt like ages, she heard a noise at the door, she heard the lock mechanism and the handle turn. The door opened and he was there, her heart racing, she raised to her feet standing in front of him.

As he opened the door there she was, standing in the outfit he had purchased. It was a good choice, the bra was elegant and sexy. He closed the door applied the door chain, paused for a moment taking in the picture of her again. He emptied his pockets putting his keys, wallet and some change on the desk in the room.

“This room is nice”, he thought. “You have kept it tidy, just the way I expect”, he said smiling at her.

“Thank you Sir, I do like to please you.” she said softly.

“Come over here and welcome me properly”, he instructed her as he presented his cheek to her.

She nodded and walked over to him and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. She recognised the familiar smell of his aftershave, there was always something comforting she felt when close in his presence. She loved to please him and and also enjoyed the things he rewarded her with.

She ran her hand down his chest over his shirt, stopping at his belt. She kneeled down in front of him, using both her hands she undid his belt, loosened the top button and lowered his zipper. She lowered his trousers and pressed her lips against his pants, she could feel his hard cock though the material of his pants. Again that familiar musky odour from the shower soap Sir likes.

She gently cupped his balls and gave a little squeeze and ran her hand up along his hard shaft. Looking up at him, “are you ready for me to welcome you”. “That’s a good girl” he replied, “your manners are getting better and better, yes proceed”.

She ran her fingers inside the waistband of his pants from the front to the back ,slipping his pants down over his bum and then the front, exposing Sir’s very hard manhood. She took hold of his cock, it felt warm as it filled her hand. With her right hand taking hold of his balls, she slid her left hand up his shaft and massaged the head of his cock between her thumb and fore finger. “Do you like Sir?”, she asked.

“You can start he said to her”, she was taken by the tone of his voice, It was affectionate and loving quite different from the usual assertive and firm manner just seconds earlier.

She took him in her mouth, she just loved sucking cock, it was something she felt confident with. She gagged briefly and continued to suck. She paused from time to time, squeezing his shaft and balls while she licked and gently nibbled on his head.

“I’m getting close” he said to her, “Suck me dry”. With his hands on either side of her head he took hold of her hair and held it firmly. Still firmly holding on to her hair he guided her head to match the rhythm of his writhing hips.

She felt his balls contract and closed her eyes in anticipation of the warm saltiness she was about to expect bursting into her mouth. Then is came, he paused briefly, and she felt twitching of his cock and he climaxed. She continued to stroke his shaft and balls while she drained him completely.

“Now the shoes”, he instructed. “Yes Sir”, she said as she loosed his laces and slipped off his shoes , followed by his trousers and his pants. He took her land and helped her to her feet, “Do I look after you well?” her asked her. “Yes sir, I am so lucky to have you” she replied.

“Let me look at you, turn around”.

She did a little curtsey followed with twirl in front of him. For a moment she felt like a little girl with a new twirly dress.

“Bend over the bed” he said as he moved her in front of the bed. He slid her skirt up over over her hips exposing the beige cotton knickers she had found in the bag. “What’s this!” he quipped, “are you on your period, what’s with these?”, his voice sounding very animated.

“Sir…” she tried to reply. “Keep quite, you know what I like and these are not acceptable to wear for me. I’ll have to fix things again.” his voice lower and sounding almost exited.

She felt a mixture of feelings, embarrassment, nervousness and excitement, she felt his finger grabbing her knickers from between her legs. She could not fight it any more and gave into her arousal, she felt her pussy swell and get wet. He ripped the gusset apart with his hands, he continued to rip her knickers up the back exposing her bum, she felt the cool hotel room air against her skin and the wetness of her pussy intensifying her senses even more. She was now very wet and needed immediate satisfaction to alleviate the ache in her pussy.

He kneeled down behind her, opened her ass cheeks, he could smell her, how ready she was, how desperate her need was. “You need a little disciple”, he said to her in a raspy voice. He licked her asshole and stuck two fingers in her pussy.

She was overcome by sensory overload and nearly lost her footing, she recovered and grabbed hold of the bedding in handfuls of sheets steadying herself. She closed her eyes arching her back and groaned as he licked her ass and finger fucked her pussy. He could sense that she was getting close, “Oh no, not so soon, you will have to wait a little longer.”

“Argh” she thought, “I’m so close”. “Yes Sir, you know what’s best for me Sir”, she barely managed to reply.

He stood up behind her, lubricating his cock with her pussy juices. He positioned his cock at her anus and applied a little pressure, the head of his cock entered her. She groaned and pressed back against him.

This is your punishment he said as he rammed his cock hard and fast into her. “Fuck me”, she cried out. He pulled his cock back slowly and then started a slow rhythm fucking her ass. She felt so tight, he was going to cum soon.

The sensation was now completely overwhelming and she was close to orgasm. Involuntarily she began grunting each time he thrusted into her. He quicken the pace, grabbing her hair firmly and pulling her towards him as he fucked her harder.

Her orgasm was so intense, she felt the waves of sensation flow through her body. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck”, she uttered. “I’m not done with you yet young lady”, he said thrusting harder.

He came suddenly, he slowed down and she could feel his cock twitching in her ass. He pulled himself out stepped back and give her a hard stinging slap on her arse. “Did you learn your lesson”, he asked her. “Yes sir she said”, feeling suddenly emotional. “You look after me very well”.

She stood up, removed the remains of the ripped knickers and adjusted her skirt.

“Sir, are my lessons done for the day?”, she asked him. “Yes they are, you can leave now”, he said as he presented his cheek to her again.

She reached up, held his face in her hands, looked him in the eyes and gently kissed him on the lips. “You are pushing your luck”, he chuckled.

With a cheeky look in her eyes, she winked at him turned around, grabbed her clothes from the cupboard shelf and quickly exited the room.