The Dominant Teacher : The Reluctant Student



I sat on my knees handcuffed, naked and waiting. Waiting for the punishment I had earned.
He walked circles around me. He paused for a second and pushed his dark framed glasses up on his face. He again began to walk circles around me.
I wasn’t given permission to talk so I stayed silent and watched him walk around me like I was prey. I just looked straight ahead and…waited. I had a feeling he didn’t know exactly what to do.
I wasn’t a video game.  I was a living breathing woman kneeling before him. I was thoroughly convinced he didn’t know what to do. Yet that was what he was here for. To learn.
“Umm,” he finally said. “I’m not sure what you want me to do? I mean…I’ve never been with another woman.”
I cocked my head to the side.
“It’s not what I want you to do…it’s what you want to do.”
“I don’t know what I want you to do…”
He rubbed his face with his hand.
I sighed.
“You can demand that I do anything to you. I can go down on you…”
“Yes!” he exclaimed. “I want you to do that.”
I almost laughed at his excitement.
“I want you to go down on me.”
I wiggle in my handcuffs starting to feel uncomfortable in them. I have been in them longer than this but they have never been all that comfortable. He was behind me but I addressed him looking straight ahead.
“Then tell me…wait. DEMAND that I do it.”
He ran his fingers through his hair.
“I don’t feel comfortable demanding you do anything like that,” he said.
Then he reached down and unlocked the handcuffs. He took them and tossed them to the ground. I sighed.
“Then why are we here?” I asked stretching my arms and my wrists.
“Because my wife wants a more demanding man in bed,” he said. “I can’t believe she would sign me up for this. I know we have issues in our sex life but this is just too much,” he ranted. “Sleeping with another woman…?”
I sat back on my heels.
“What do you want?” I inquired.
He said nothing for a few seconds then he let out a long breath.
“I want to make my wife happy. I would do anything to make her happy.”
“So you love your wife?”
“Yes, I do,” he replied.
“Then do this for her.”
He paced back and forth for a few minutes. I looked at my clock on the wall. This was going to have to hurry up. I had another client soon.
“Your wife needs you to be as strong and present with her as you are with your gamer buddies. You spend your days playing those games and no time wondering how to please her.”
That seemed to give him somewhat of a push. He walked over and stood in front of me.
“Go down on me,” he said.
I knew he could do better than that. I wasn’t going to let him off the hook.
“That’s not going to get me to do anything. Demand what you want.”
He took a deep breath. He pulled down his boxers and stepped closer.
“Suck my cock,” he said.
I tried not to smile as I took his shaft in my hand. I went to work wrapping my mouth around him. I jerked my head back and forth sucking his cock. I heard him moan as I continued to ravish his member. Drops of saliva hit the floor as I sucked him. My hand stroked him and his hand came to the back of my head.
“Stroke it faster,” he demanded.
Good Boy!
I began to stroke him harder and faster. Suddenly he yanked his cock from my hand and my mouth. I looked at him surprised. I again waited for his command.
“You almost made me come,” he chuckled. “Wow!” he exclaimed.
I didn’t say a word. He saw the seriousness in my face and wiped the smile off his.
“Umm…Get on all fours.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied.
“No, don’t call me sir. Call me…umm…Master.”
“Yes, master.”
I followed his command and moved to my hands and knees. He walked behind me. I anticipated him ramming me from behind. Instead my body melted into the warm wet tongue he placed on my pussy. I moaned and instantly felt a slap on my ass. It was less of a slap and more of a tap.
“If you’re going to slap me on my ass you better make it hurt,” I replied.
My words were met with a harder slap. 
“Oh you can do better than that!” I responded.
He moved his mouth off me.  I waited to see what he would do next.  I heard him digging around in my trunk of goodies. I have this trunk of weapons and toys available to every client. I keep them sterilized and cleaned. Sometimes, the clients need some inspiration.
I listened until I heard the rummaging stop. Then I braced myself.
Suddenly my ass was struck so hard by a paddle I flew forward. I caught myself and felt my breathing increase.
“Was that hard enough?” he asked
It was hard enough. I was struggling to catch my breath.
“Y...yes,’ I answered.
I was struck again and again. The paddle continued to smack me on the ass and in the process grazed my pussy. I was so incredibly wet that by the time he was done paddling me, I was dripping all over the carpeted floor.
I felt him move behind me. He was licking me again. I began to rock wanting to feel his tongue on my clit.
The problem.
He didn’t stop me.
“Hey!” I said
He stopped.
“If I do anything you don’t want me to do, you have to say something. You demand your gamer friends to give you respect. Demand it now!”
I received a much harder slap on the ass.
“Did I tell you to talk?” he questioned.
Another slap on the ass.
He moved then. I heard him back at the trunk. Again…I waited. Suddenly my ass was again the target of the paddle. I grimaced but was able to hold position. I then began to feel pressure inside of me. It was a large object.  I could tell it wasn’t any number of dildos I possessed. He moved the object in and out. Hs pace was slow at first then faster and harder.
“This is your punishment. You only speak when the master request you to speak.”
“Yes, master,” I replied.
The object was shoved harder inside of me.
“Did I tell you to answer?”
I shut my mouth. I didn’t say a word. He was getting the hang of it and I could tell he had the potential to hand out more severe punishments.
He pulled the object out and brought it around to my face.
“Lick off your juices,” he ordered.
It was then that I realized he was using the handle of the flogger on me.
He was a quick study.
In his hand he had a condom. He handed it to me.
“Put this on me,” he said.
I sat up on my knees and put the condom on him. I stayed on my knees and waited for my next order.
“Back on all fours!”
The forcefulness in his voice shook me a little. I think I may have riled this one up a bit too much. I got back on all fours and put my ass in the air. He came behind me. I was alarmed when a large item was shoved inside of me.
“Oh,” I moaned.
I was a little tight so he pushed and pushed until it was completely inside of me. I knew this feeling. It came from the largest dildo I owned in the trunk. He fucked me with the toy. It banged against my g-spot over and over again. He then slid it out and replaced the dildo with his own dick.
His fingers gripped my ass as he pounded me. I held on as he continued to fuck me forcefully.
“Fuck!” he said coming hard.
I noted it didn’t take him long to come. I barely had time to come myself. It was fine. My job was done.
He pulled out and removed the condom. He tossed it into the trash. I stood and stretched.
“Who told you to stand!”
I turned to look at him.
“Whoa, cowboy. We’re done.”
“No, we aren’t done,” he replied. “Lay down on your back and spread your legs.”
I paused with my hands on my hips.
“Look you can’t just…” I began.
“ON YOUR BACK AND SPREAD YOUR LEGS!”
I opened my mouth to speak then closed it. I decided to obey him. I lay down on the floor and spread my legs. He dropped down in front of me and dipped his head low until he was face to face with my dripping wet hole.
He didn’t waste time. He began to eat me and my moans filled the room.  My hands instinctively went to his head. He didn’t say a word to me about it. I figured I would let him slide. 
He began to finger me as he ate me. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I came against his mouth crying out in the process. I laid there in the wake of my orgasm breathing heavily. After a few seconds I looked at him.
“I would say it’s time for the student to graduate.”
He smiled.

“Best earned diploma ever!”

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  1. Enjoyed this erotic student to teacher transition....

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