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 The taming of the shrew (cala's training) (Vera) 
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How did I always get it wrong? The tone of her voice said far more about my mistresses state of mind. Her testy response, her anger at me…it was too much. I had done it for her…

Gathering my wits about me and getting ready for battle I looked up…not just looked up but locked horns with my mistress. Fine…I she couldn’t see for herself why I had done it … then fine.

“Mistress, would you have let me take your place?” I paused…and knew the answer even as she said nothing.

“Would you have said … oh pet, I know you don’t like to see me hurt when I return from the assholes sessions so I will send you instead. But you are a better person than that aren’t you?” another pause and while she would never admit it to her slave I knew better….knew much better….

“Because mistress, Had you said that You and I would not be having this conversation. I would have run for cover to never return. But you are better than that…you endured something that was from my doing. You did so without ever taking it out on me. And as I put the pieces together I could not live with myself. I could not remain a member of the human race to see my actions caused physical and psychological pain in another I held in high esteem. Mistress I could rattle off excuses till the cows come home, and while all very noble they are excuses. To say I did what I did for you and your own sake and would gladly do it again is to say I will be trouble if the future. So…I will act to protect my mistress even if it means gaining my mistresses wraith. You have found a limit in my slavery, a big brick wall that will not yield. If you wish it gone then you while have to be honest with me at times and tell me the how and why so I might give a little. I will not apologize for that stubborn streak were you are concerned. Oohhhhh you are so infuriatingly superior and cold sometimes. “

Now I was mad….mad as a hornet whose nest has been disturbed. Yet in truth I had disturbed it. With the wind out of my sails I took a deep breath.

“Mistress..you had me repeat something over and over till it ran in my head and still does. What would I …your pet have done if you had gone out on Friday night and never returned? Pets die when there owner goes away…they die little by little. Pets protect their owner, perhaps you have never had a really loyal pet. ”

I was done…if I was to be cast out then let it be…

“I will leave….if it is what my mistress desires and she no longer can trust me…I will not be a nuisance.” The AC clicked off and the air sat heavy and still.

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Vera showed no pleasure no displeasure at the long speech her pet gave. Sighing softly as she stretched gently in her chair. "There, now was that so hard to say?" she replied softly, "I asked for an explanation and you answered properly. Of course I expected such from you. One who has given her body and soul to her mistress."

The Head Girl stepped out from around her desk. She slowly circled her still nude servant kneeling before her. The tips of fingers occasionally brushed strands of the woman's hair. A brush here, a touch there she would continue to educate this woman. As expected the rambling started fine but fell into trouble as always.

"You wished to protect me and I expect nothing less," she cooed stroking the woman's cheek, "You went through much abuse and beatings just to protect me. And for the most part it succeeded. But..."

The back of her hand suddenly struck across Cala's cheek. With the increased sensitivity this would no doubt feel more painful than anything. To keep the woman from swaying away, she used the same hand to grab the slave by the hair. Holding her in place, Vera leaned down to gaze into the woman's eyes. "Do not ever claim you have a wall that I cannot break, ever! If I want you to give, you will give. If i want you to obey, you will obey. If I want you to strike me, you will strike me understand? I will not tolerate you raising your tone at me. Noble acts or not, you are my slave and a slave obeys the wishes of her mistress. Do not ever forget this! Now I suggest you find a place to direct your anger that is not here lest you wish to see me truly displeased with you."

With that she released her hold and stepped away. "From now on, if you have an urge to do something so drastic again you will come to me first and speak what is in your beating heart," she continued much calmer this time, "Then I will decide if you are worthy enough to stand in my place for punishment. To claim my punishment for me is to claim you are my equal and you have already proven that to not be true. Or are there more rebellious thoughts in that head of yours?" She looked back at the fallen woman, expecting a quick answer.

"Seems Sgt Ritter has already taken care of the punishing for me. I would gain nothing for beating an already beaten slave. Get dressed and continue your duties. I expect this place to be spotless by the time I am through working. And if find myself unconcious after eating a meal you prepared again, I will not go and find you but your precious Pia and have her endure my wrath." Her eyes flashed with her growing annoyance but she expected no less from her pet. She was saved alot of heart ache and at least that horrible man was gone from her life. Sighing softly, she sat back in her chair and began working. These weeks were growing more and more trying.

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Fingers twirled in my hair as she spoke. The heat of her body so close I wanted to reach out for her but knew to do such would only make my life here worse. Clenching my hands together was the only way I kept from reaching out and touching her as she stoked my cheek. The skin tingled at the pleasure of her touch, my body reacting to the point I blushed with the thoughts that came unbidden to my mind. Perhaps my absence had made the sparks sizzle in my mind.

Shifting my butt a little on my feet I waited for more of her touch, the words she spoke lost in the desire to have her touch me more.

‘Whack’ the sound reverberated from the high ceilings. More telling was the sudden sparkle of pain. Horrible pain, far more intense than anything she had ever done to me before. I was back..my head held still by the hair clenched in her fingers. Each small shack of her hand brought tears to my eyes as the roots of my hair were pulled outwards and the sparks of her slap ran along my face like bursting stars.

I listened….listened while the skin seemed to blister and my head seemed to be having each hair pulled out of my scalp one by one. I cringed under the verbal tongue lashing. Cringed and wanted to curl up like a disobedient dog does. Until she mentioned pia…Anger flared. Vera would know it…would know it would affect me. For as much as I might take my mistresses punishments I would do all in my power to keep Pia safe from all..to include my mistress. It was a bridge I did not want to cross, the having to choose between them.

Though in the end as I sprang up and ran from the room I was happy. She had not cast me out and …and had actually allowed me my uniform. Perhaps she was not as angry with me as I had feared she might. Though I would miss my punishment at her hands, so far the release of pleasure had always far outweighed the agony of getting there. It was a slight disappointment.

Fuck this week was going to be hell…finals….and making up for what I had done were going to run me ragged. Best start off well. I figured Sunday lunch and dinner would truly be special, something for my mistress to measure all other’s against. There were dishes in the sink…clothes in the bathroom…as neat and tidy as my mistress might be, she had missed me…had gotten used to me. That brought a smile and a song to my lips. Humming I set about my choirs with a new found gusto.

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The flare of anger showed that there was much this pet still needed to learn. Any harm to Pia would not be Vera's fault but rather Cala's since she is the one that failed to obey her and even worse betrayed her. There was no need to punish the Arab woman but that did not mean she would not educate her slave for these mistakes. NICE labs wanted her to test the new changes to Cala's body and there were few toys and techniques she wanted to try. The woman had not realized she just volunteered to be her little guinea pig tonight.

Despite the outburst, the Arab woman was quick to change moods. Cala seemed happy to be back to work as a slave, tending to Vera's very want and need. At least she left much for the woman to do while the Head Girl worked in peace.

Typing at the computer, the silvered haired woman went over the new camera systems that were being installed for the upcoming prom. For testing and her own purposes, a few cameras were set up in the basement and other places. Hitting a few keys, windows opened up show clear video to various rooms including some nightvision recordings of the rooms in the basement. Seemed everything was set up and ready for tonights test.

Vera closed out of what she was working on and went to the dinner table. Hopefully her pet remembered to make dinner for her and go through the standard steps that they went through every night. Cala was not to eat before feeding her mistress and kneeling at her side, reciting all she learned that day about being a slave. The mantra that had been drilled into the student's head was to be recited with no hesitation, reaffirming the woman's position as slave and Vera's position as mistress.

Only once this was finished and after Vera corrected any mistakes did she continue with the next matters for the night. "Despite failing me, you seem to have grown and learned much about your new life as my pet," she said softly as she slowly stroked Cala's cheek, "Tell me, pet. Do you wish to learn more? The more you give up, the closer you may be to your mistress and to your precious dream."

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By Allah will I was hungry. Tasting everything before I served it did nothing to make me any less so. By the time I was sitting upon my heels, knees spread, and hands behind my back next to my mistress my tummy was absolutely unbearable to be with. Unfortunately I had little choice in the matter. The constant rumble was going to make my mistresses meal worse I feared.

Yet she said nothing, sitting and eating while I explained what I had learned in my mistresses’ service for that day. More than anything I had learned to speak with my mistress before I tried another harebrained scheme at protecting her. If ever I had to do something, incapacitating her with her express permission would not be allowed. Sitting and watching her hurt was going to be very difficult on me, perhaps a type of punishment that I would not be able to stand any more than watching Pia hurt before my eyes.

I had also learned she missed and needed me even if she would not willingly admit it. Her rooms had shown that she had grown used to having someone around if only a few weeks had gone by. For the first time I was learning perhaps that she might be learning things as well. Perhaps I was one of the first to undergo her training. That I could not be sure of, but I felt pride in it anyway.

Maybe she had not chosen me, nor I her. But together we made a good team. Together we were achieving more than either of us might have on our own. Perhaps more on my side, but I had little doubt I was useful to my mistress and that she wanted me around, otherwise today would have been far worse. This I did not say…rather thought it while I sat at her side.

Her touch brought a wave of pleasure leaping across my cheek. Warm soft fingertips seemed to ignite my very heart with their touch. Extrinsic Motivation some might call it. Her touch, her soft words could melt my heart and make me go to hell and back for her. There was little need to ask If I wanted to learn more, of course I did.

“Mistress I will learn all you will teach me if only because it may bring me closer to you. Dreams are another matter entirely. I however do have to ask, when I have learned well what you wish to teach me … will I lose you…” I hung my head, shoulder slumping. I needed to know about that day even if it was in the distant future. “ and …and if it is your desire can I extend my stay here with you past the required end of winter break?”

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The changes to her pet's body was no doubt burning calories much quicker than before. A bit troublesome but at least the woman would not gain any weight from the more frequent need for food. The change in Cala's aura that happened she caressed the woman's cheek shocked Vera. Perhaps the slave was slowly becoming hers in a more permament way. The only thorn in that thought was Pia, would that lover get in the way of further progress?

The questions asked made her smile softly and earned her pet another stroke before she gently lifted Cala's chin with a finger. Her slave having to look up at her while she looked down showed their different levels of status. "It is possible," she replied softly, "But that depends on what we have is to you. You apparently do not see this as punishment any more. But this position is not a job either. What you have right now is more than that, much more. This path is not one you can turn from should you choose to walk it."

"But, that answer will have to wait," she slips her finger away as she continued her meal, "Make yourself dinner and ensure you are well fed before you return with your answer. Afterwards, you shall tell me what you wish for. From there I shall decide if you are worthy enough to continue beyond your alotted time as my personal slave. I suggest you think hard on what you are asking from me and understand just what you wish to do with yourself, my pet."

The Head Girl had to be sure about this. This request needed to be more than a brief change of occupation. This was to be a change in the woman's very life. Vera could not help but consider Pia in this matter. Since she has yet to have any violent attacks from the other student, she could guess that Cala had yet to reveal the truth of the matter. That time would indeed be the ultimate test. But Vera was patient. She will allow her slave to continue if the woman wished it. Nothing was more satisfying than a slave coming back and asking to continue her servitude to her mistress. Though at times easily predictable, Cala was indeed a wild card and that only made this all the more exciting for the Head Girl.

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Standing and eating in the kitchen I did have to give it some thought. First though there was food. Food…glorious food, I hummed as I ate. I swore I cooked enough for the two of us, but after polishing off the rest of the meal I was buried in the fridge getting carrot sticks. That still was not enough, a good chunk of the tube of ice cream later I felt much better, though that was going to be an extra hour in the gym for sure.

The real question and my mistress had been right to ask. For such a young lady she was wise, and I was a fool to both think so and to not think so. The entire issue profoundly confused me. One moment I was simply at the highest high from just her touch. The next the lowest of the lows as she made some offhand comment.

And there was Pia. I was not ready to give her up. Perhaps I was not ready for the full Monty if that was so. The feeling I had for Pia were profoundly different, at least that was what I kept trying to convince myself, but and this was the reality, the feelings I had for my mistress were much the same. With Pia I could be myself, could be relaxed around her and just be. With my mistress I was on edge, hoping for her blessings in everything I did for her. One I served, the other was a partnership in all ways. I needed them both. Needing them both perhaps made it wrong for me to ask my mistress for a deeper commitment on her part. Damn…this was confusing.

I did the dishes while I mulled it over. If My mistress was getting bored she did not show it, rather she continued as she always did sitting there on that foul computer.

Finally I entered her study and sat next to the desk chair at her right hand. Once she had finally acknowledged me with a pat of her hand and spoken..only then did I speak.

“Mistress, you were right to make me think on it. Perhaps I was hasty in my speaking to you after dinner. I admit to a certain amount of confusion when it comes to feelings. I…I love you…but I do love PIa…and in some ways they are very similar and in some ways very different. Is it wrong for me to want to be with you and still want to be with Pia? You both give me something I need. Something I was unaware I had not even had … till I had it. I do not want a job from you…I …I want you, need you to help me become something more than a mere porn star. I need your demands, your discipline as much as I need Pia and her lack of demand upon me. Maybe I am a fool…maybe I am confused, but I look forward to our time together…though I do not always look forward to cleaning, yet even that is rewarding…you cannot know how rewarding it was to come back and find your place a mess…not a bad mess…but one all the same. It meant I did serve a purpose when I am here. But a blather on….and probably make no sense at all.”

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Vera took account of the time it took for Cala to be finished with dinner. No doubt the woman was starving and ate enough for two. Troublesome but small feedings may help limit the amount of time her pet is stuck to feeding the pangs of hunger.

She allowed her slave to speak her mind. Her fingers gently stroked through the woman's short hair as if stroking the fur of a cat. Cala was confused and rightfully so. But Vera managed to find a place in her slave's heart. The Arab was torn between two lovers with their own unique taste. This made the choice difficult both ways. Cala knew the risks of staying a slave but also knew what she could possibly be missing if she returned to her ordinary life. Beyond the very vivid dream, her pet had yet to be in Vera's bed much less ever had a taste of her sex.

As the woman finished speaking, Vera's fingers slid down along the woman's neck. She traced the collar around her pet's neck and slowly lifted the leash into her grip. "I see," she said softly, "Then I suppose this leaves another question along with the one you have not answered yet." She lets the leash slip off her fingers as she continued. "Does Pia know you are my slave in mind, body, and soul? And if you have not, tell me why."

"You are right that this is a difficult choice," she continued, "But you know if you turn away now, you will never know if this love you feel for me will ever be returned. You have pleased me greatly and displeased just the same. Your company has become bearable, even pleasant as you straightened up your act and become much more disciplined. In a few weeks, I will not be able to force you to stay my slave. Or rather that I will not force the unwilling. If you truly wish to become mine... Mine forever..." She stroked Cala's cheek, "You must truly wish it with all your heart. You may still have your lover but you must realize what you are and what I am. Someday she will know and you must deal with such a task then. Will you be loyal to me then? Or will I just be cast aside?"

She layed what the situation was clearly. Vera knew it just as well as Cala did. The Head Girl had did all she could. She could entice her pet further. She could ask these questions while enthralled and get the answer she wanted. But that was not what she wanted. Vera was a perfectionist and would not accept anything less than complete and absolute submission and devotion to Cala's mistress.

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Strong supple fingers stroked my hair and I found my posture changing as I sought out the touch, small shifts from shoulders upwards. Those fingers felt delightful in my hair. A thousand sensation prickled my scalp in pleasure as each hair seemed to stretch of her touch. Breath caught as her finger traced the edge of my collar and touched my skin.

The collar had become a part of my dress I thought nothing of much like a watch, or a bracelet might. It existed, circling my throat and was forgotten. Until…until my mistress sought to remind me of the status of my life by circling my neck were it touched me. As she took up the leash in her hands a sudden rush of adrenaline took hold of me. Every nerve was on edge much like a dog looking forward to a walk. Except this dog understood the reaction even if she did not understand how she could be Pavlov’s dog already. Fuck…I wanted to go for a walk. To be with my mistress. To feel her touch upon me.

“Mistriss….Pia..Pia knows that I do your domestics…she …she knows I do more and serve you. She knows we have had sex…or a dream as you call it. I do not lie to her. She has seen the collar and I have said I am your pet. I …I admit that she will not understand, but I have told her you are not so bad and you treat me well. We pass notes…give one another hugs in passing. I do wish to share a bed with her again, much as I wish to share yours. I…I am glad you do not feel threatened by her and will allow me to still have my lover.” A big deep breath…clearing the mind…

“I will consider, though I am close to wishing I might stay, it is just a scary decision. What does forever mean? What does my being you pet really mean? It scares me…forever is a long time. Thus far…thus far I have learned much and wish to learn more. I do not wish to see you hurt ever again, but if letting you be hurt is loyalty then I might not be very loyal..though I do promise to discuss with you your wished the next time.” I gulped…so many feelings all spiraling in at the same time.

“Your touch reassures me. You words lend me strength. I feel driven in a good way, like I might accomplish something at your side much greater than just me on my own. I suppose some of what makes me balk, is the question do you feel the same…am…am I someone that will make you stronger, better. Do I give you something more than just a slave to do the choirs and pick up after you. If so perhaps fire and ice can become one. I do feel for you…immensely. Your touch drives me crazy as it does now. Your kind words send shivers down my spine and ignite things in me that are very difficult to tame. I want your touch to tame them….not my own…not Pia’s. “ I squirmed, the talk making things hot and wet…already I could feel the moistness upon my feet where I sat.

“Maybe that is lust…maybe that is love. Maybe it is a little of both. But I trust you to do the right thing by me. If you say I am to be punished I will accept it. If you say I am to spend the night in your bed I will be delighted….strangely both seem to lead to the same end for me even if I have not experienced the bed yet. “ the smile hit..the giggle as I thought about my punishment and the pleasure of it at the end.

I was in a bad way…and her touch, the look in her eyes…the way she held my head had my lips half parted and waiting…buzzing practically as I wished for that kiss that might never come.

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Vera was pleased that Pia already knew of this. She doubts the other lover would ever accept her but that did not matter. It meant that if Cala chooses to stay, then Pia will have to realize just what she was to the Arab woman.

It was amusing to think Pia a threat. Taming such a fragile flower would require little. She already had the woman's heart in her possession. Vera knew that the bond those two shared would mean she could have them both. The Head Girl could still see a clash of emotions as her pet trembled at her touch. She could feel the heat of lust and the heavy scent of sex was gradually reaching her senses. Was this due to the increased libido, her training, or both?

Despite all the explanations given, her pet continued to dodge around the answer. It was right there and the woman had already given half the answer before giggling like a lovestruck school girl. Guess it was time to nudge a little.

"You know I cannot answer that now. To answer is to influence the decision that is yours to make. If you want to find the answer you only have to walk the path and see where it leads you. But.." Vera stood up from her chair and turned to stand over her pet. She lifted the woman's chin a final time as she spoke. "Seems you have made your decision. Now state it properly, slave. Your mistress grows weary of you beating around the bush. You asked the question before now make it a request. If you continue to make me wait, I will make you beg for it. My love is not something you can toy with so I suggest you make this very clear. No matter the difficulties in the future, know that this was your choice and your choice alone."

Cala should already know that Vera was disciplined and had high expectations. Just like the tasks before, this one was no different. The Head Girl would accept nothing less but the proper request from a slave to her mistress. Only then could they move forward and see about relieving the great amount of tension building within her pet's loins.

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THE giggles stop as quickly as they had started. One deep breath later and I could feel the tension in the room. Not just I, but my mistress as well. All around me the air hung, still, somber and full of charged partials. One small nudge and there was no telling what would happen, much like a house of cards. Would it fall or grow stronger? One could not foresee the future…one could not know.

The cusp was upon me and I had put it in play. The edge was solely my doing by bringing up the topic at all. As such my mistress gave me freedom to make the decision. What had brought her to this path in her life, what had her mistress said? Had it been the same for her. I saw things now…little things in the way she would walk, talk, or move that was not so different than what she taught me.

I needed time…just a little. There needed to be decorum, a ceremony for an event so significant in my life. My heritage was about that decorum, that ceremony. Yet we came from worlds apart, and so It would be up to me to bridge them being the pet…the …the slave.

“Mistress…please, humor your pet for a little while longer…not long…but ..but I must go immediately and do something before I answer you.” The nod..The hint of emotion splashed across her features before the ice formed again. Too fast to tell what it was unless it was simple desire to see what I might be up to.

I ran off, gathering up the supplies that thankfully had been delivered to the suite in anticipation of the school prom. Tossing off my slaves uniform I fashioned a new look from the red ribbon. Across my body I rolled it, a large bow across my breasts. Loops of it lower about my hips…and then my arms. Having another would have made it much easier, but I had no one else and so enlisted the aid of the wall amd my teeth till my arms were wound with ribbon and a final bow tied at my wrists. A messy bow there since teeth had been my primary way of making it.

Once more I knelt before my mistress, and then lowered my head to the floor before her and I pushed my bond arms forward.

“Mistress, your slave would like to have waited till the celebration of your Christmas to give you the only gift she has, but tonight I asked a question and you have asked for an answer. I sense the cusp. While I do not celebrate this holiday as you do, yet I understand its significance. A birth, and for me the future may very well be born on this night. I ask…I ask from the bottom of my heart if you will not take your pet and unwrap her to keep as your own, to serve you in things great and small, in the home and in the bed. I may not yet be adequately trained to bring you happiness, but I ask I be allowed to try. It is my only gift worthy to give even if it comes early in the season. “

I had only to wait. If she did not accept then there was the door.

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The Head Girl stared a few moments before finally giving a nod to her pet. She could almost feel the heat of her pet's aura. Was it possible to have emotions so intense that one could feel it? As an empath, it was a sight to behold.

Her pet quickly left her sight. The light sound of shuffling of bags could be heard in the other room as Vera waited. The woman had not left the suite so this thing that must be done involved the two of them. She was proven correct on that point as Cala stepped into view.

Though the woman claimed to not be a porn star anymore, Cala really knew how to dress and move in alluring way. Like gift for Christmas, her pet's beautiful tan body was barely covered with long red ribbons tied into two bows. One bow rested over the woman's breasts while the other bound both of her wrists together. It was impressive feat to do such a thing to herself without aid and showed just how far this wanted to go to be with her mistress.

Vera smiled softly at the sight of the once troublesome and rebellious brat now bowing before her. The woman that hated and despise her was now offering everything in order to remain her slave. The answer was already in her mind as she stepped forward. With the slave's head lowered in submission, no one could see the Head Girl lean down and slowly trace her fingers along the collar. Taking the leash in hand, she stands up and tugs on it to make the woman get up.

"Very well," she replied cooly, "I shall see if you are truly worthy. You know well that I prefer to teach rather than punish so I shall take care of both matters at once. Come, slave. Tonight is going to be a very long night." Vera led the still bound woman by the leash over to a full length mirror. She positioned her pet infront of her, allowing the two to see each other in the mirror. Cala was completely nude besides the ribbon while her mistress was still dressed in her perfectly kept uniform and sash. First, she will test her pet's discipline and loyalty.

"Listen well my pet," she whispered, her heated breaths caressing over Cala's neck, "Until I say you can stop, the only words that shall ever leave your lips will be 'Yes, Mistress'. No matter what is said, what is asked, or what is ordered; you will reply with that and only that before obeying. Say anything else and you will have failed me. Do you understand?" Of course the answer was expected. Even if the woman did not agree or if the truth held a different answer, her pet would have to give the same answer over and over again.

Slowly, her nails drag down Cala's smooth belly. Both could see clearly in the light the glistening around the woman's thighs and the juices lightly running down them. Vera spoke softly, whispering more questions into her slave's ear. She started easy but gradually made the questions more difficult and more venomous. "Are you my slave? Those being my slave excite you? Look at yourself, you are dripping wet. You want more don't you? You want to be fucked long and hard? That is because you are a whore is it not? You are a whore, my whore. Would you spread your thighs for anyone, anything I ask you to? You would like that wouldn't you? You want to be used. You like being abused like the little slut you are."

She still had to punish her pet for drugging her and this was a perfect opportunity to add that to this test. Vera waited for each 'Yes Mistress' before continuing to the next phrase or question. "Lift up your arms, slut," she hissed softly, "You are not allowed to pleasure yourself. As a slave your only source of bliss is knowing that you are serving your mistress with every ounce of your being." Her fingers were sliding up and down her pet's dripping slit. She knew her slave's body well and was already teasing over tender areas along the inner thigh. Vera continued to tease before moving to goad the woman's clit into view. "You are not allowed to climax. Climaxing is a reward, a gift from your mistress. Right now you are undeserving. You drugged your mistress. You have been a very.. very... bad girl. So wet already?" she purred, "You are a horny slut aren't you? You want it, you want to beg for it so badly don't you? So beg for it." She teased, knowing the woman could not beg for it without breaking her rule. Her fingers trace slowly up and down the woman's slit, parting it ever so slightly only to pull away again.

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Life at the cusp tilted, her fingers in my hair…her body moving beside mine, the heat of it to one side of me. The fingers of my mistress on my collar or should I say her collar. The leash slowly unwound from about my arm. A tug then, the leather biting into the front of my lowered neck. I follow the direction of the tug and stand. The excitement makes me shiver. A long soft palpitation of my entire heated body. I am not cold. Now I am far from that for the heat runs along my veins.

We walk together. And as we stand in front of the mirror I contemplate for but a moment what I have done. The excitement runs it course upon my body. I can feel the restriction of the ribbon on my breasts as they tighten and the tips grow hard under the fabric. Looking lower I see the sheen upon my inner thighs just beneath the strap of red that barely covers my sex.

Her breath blows across my skin and sets it afire. I cannot remember a time my body has felt like this, not even the dream. Shivers of pleasure take me were ever she touches, my entire body on pins and needles. She whisper’s her command. Something so simple that there must be a catch but I will obey, the energy that now courses through my body…the sheer pleasure of it makes me wish to.

“Yes mistress…” my voice tinged with the lust my body feels. Over and over I say the words only pausing for a moment when she calls me a whore. This is new, did she not tell me to not act like one. What is it said of a lady…the be a whore in the bedroom. I can do that. Yes, I can find pleasure in that. Is it not what I have begged of my mistress ever since the dream. To spread my legs for anyone she tells me to. Would I be willing…would Vera ever do this to me? It seems to fly in the face of everything she has taught me. The nuances so slight….my mistress does not seem to come across as a pimp. I file it away and answer…”Yes mistress”

The skin beneath her nails leaps to the touch, heat pours inwards to my belly. I feel myself tighten, ready to explode. I lift my arms, still tied together, for my mistress has not yet unwrapped her gift. Of course I had doubts as to my arms ever being unwrapped.

With my arms above my head she skillfully runs her fingers between my thighs and across the seething wet mass of nerves. The caress moves along my skin and I have to close my eyes hard to try and desperately tap down the happiness and pleasure I feel. Shifting, I open myself to my mistrisses touches and now shiver…tremble even under that touch. Knees unlock, back bends, my shoulder blades touch her and the heat washes over me. Sweat runs down my arms and run along my torso from the sheer determination it takes to obey.

That determination brings a new emotion, fear. I fear for my ability to hold myself as she has commanded. I live in the moment. I have never denied myself sexual gratification and her fingers are like heated pokers that further stoke my fire around the dynamite that is my orgasm. I can feel that coming explosion. I can feel it welling up inside as my body clenches. I fear I will not be able to contain it much longer. I want to beg, and so I open my mouth to do so, to ask her to please rub me…please.

It is a trick…

“pl..yesssss Mistressssss” my lips are parted by the roving fingers..my body like a coiled spring tensed and ready. The edge looms up and I teeter…the fingers leave me. The breathe rushes from my lungs in one long gasp. I uncurl my lip were I had bitten it… and the moan slips from between them.

Am I allowed to moan? Fear….fear of failure for I am not good at this…I…cannot do it…and if I believe that I will fail. Change your thought cala…change…

“ohhhh, ummmm.”

It is too late…the heat…the touch…my insides clench and release…I shudder in it my knees weak…almost I fall to the floor, catching myself and standing once more. Without her touch it ends quickly and I recover…will my mistress have noticed? Regardless I will not lie about it no matter what the punishment might be. It is a matter of trust, one sorely tested by me with my recent actions.

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She drank in the wealth of emotions flooding from her pet's trembling body. Lust, desire, love, fear, these were all clashing about in the woman's confused thoughts as she replied to each of her questions. Would she give her pet to another? Beyond an order from the staff she would never share what belonged to her. Even Pia would not be able to reach this level of bliss that she could bring to this woman and deep down she was sure her slave knew this.

A dark smile appears on her lips as she sees her pet struggling and nearly failed to answer properly. Groans began to leave between Cala's bitten lips but she was not that cruel. She wanted to hear the moans of need coming from her pet. They were not exactly words anyway.

Her pet did not complain nor struggle beyond keeping her on knees locked. The slave was resting against her body. The changes to the Arab's body seemed to have a profound effect on the woman. She did consider herself very skilled but even the lightest of touches was nealry enough to bring Cala to her knees. Seems it was time to move on to the next stage.

"Good girl," she cooed, "Now remember, you will not cum unless I allow it." Vera stepped away for only a moment as she reached behind her and pulled out two long silver dildos. For the most part they were ordinary vibrators with a few modifications courtesy of NICE labs. "Relax, let my toys fill you. A slut like you likes being filled don't you?" Slowly, she pushed the long six inch dildo into the woman's quivering sex. Twisting the end, it hummed to life as it seemed to pump and twist inside the tight passage. Sensors were added inside, measuring the woman's tension and reactions to provide the maximum possible pleasure without ever granting release. The Head Girl smiled at the sight of her pet writhing, struggling to keep her arms up above her head.

She took the other toy and slides it slowly into the woman's mouth. Vera worked it in and out, letting Cala's drool and saliva soak it completely before pulling it out. The Head Girl then proceeded to push it all the way into the woman's even tighter rear. Turning on the vibrations, the two dildos sawed against each other as they drilled in and out over and over again. Their speeds changed ensuring the woman would never fall over the edge. A wonderful toy for breaking the most troublesome of students.

"There, doesn't that feel good, slave?" she giggled softly as she walked for the door, tugging the leash, "You may drop your arms now. Follow me and do not touch yourself." The Head Girl began the long walk to the basement. The two toys hummed and pumped endlessly inside her slave's quivering body. This was no doubt going to seem like an eternity for the poor woman.

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Doing as my mistress commanded I kept still. Even as the silver cylinder came into view, its surface glinting in the sheen of the overhead lights. I had little doubt were it was going to go. The fear grew that it might push me over the edge even faster. My mistress though did not tease me with it, rather she placed the tip of it along my wet slit, slid it along and then in.

“Yes Mistress”

Smooth hard metal parted me. Quivering as it entered I felt it push against me, fill me till she had just the bottom outside of me. I could feel its entire length within. Truthfully I had missed that feeling of a man inside me even if my last experience had been anything but good. I had not lied when she had asked. As much as it felt good to have inside it was her living fingers that nearly got me with their touch.

Then it moved. Shifted, changed in shape within me. Pushing at me, the very back end of it held with the tighter embrace of muscle and nerves vibrated. It was alive within me. I sucked in lungs of air, gulping it in as the thing moved inside in ways that its hard metal sheath should not have been able to. I felt the edge and moaned only to find the other cylinder placed with my open mouth.

I took it as my mistress demanded. Took them both until she pulled the one from my mouth. My arms grew heavy, and suddenly I felt the tip against my ass. Shifting, releasing the tension as best I could I aided my mistress in her obvious intentions. Never before had I been double penetrated, not like this. I felt my body tense as it slipped inwards, felt ever nerve go on edge and …and the one in my pussy stopped…seemed to disappear as a sensation as if it read my thoughts.

The edge fell away and now both vibrators hummed and moved once more. I could feel the full length of them within me. I could feel ever jitter and shudder of their smooth surfaces within. At times they felt like they were moving in and out. All too quickly the edge appeared, my eyes closed and they stopped…stopped…

“Yes mistress” it did feel good. The tug upon my leash. I took an awkward step, the things were inside me moving once more as I moved. A new sensation, I had…had never kept a vibrator inside me while I walked. Somehow they seemed to shift in shape, staying within. Just as my knees would grow week and my hands would clench just above my sex all would stop….

I had a sudden tortured thought. They did feel good…but…but what if they knew my body better than I did. What is they stopped just when…when…oh god no. and yes…and no. They began…and stopped before the lift hit the ground floor to deposit us once more in the Dorm entrance. As I caught my breath and regained my composure they started up again. By Allah may he be blessed I felt the pleasure wash over me, my body feeling every little nuisance of the vibrators within. Never like this with a man…never felt a cock like this. The guard smiled, and I grimaced In pleasure…then winced as it stopped, the impending orgasm gone as suddenly as it had come.

Once more I clenched my hands on my tummy, not wanting them lower…and wanting them lower. The walk seemed an eternity, me following on my leash with the torturous devices bringing me to the edge and then denying that end. But the fear diminished as I suspected the nature of the devices. I could relax some knowing that they were not taking me past that wall that my mistress demanded I maintain.

And with each fading approach to that wall I learned my own limits. Learned were the line was, and just like that I began to see my mistresses plan. Someday I would bet the vibrators would not stop at that wall and I would have to stop myself. Ohhh….what had I gotten my self into…

“Yes mistress…”

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