Deep inside Pam knew that she was experiencing a biological reaction that was part of the species survival adaptations. She was under the influence of the human female's instinctive mating response to the presence of a strong, dominant male.
To ensure the propagation of the species, the female would lose all ability to run or resist when in the presence of a dominant male. This response prevented desirable females from refusing to mate with the dominant males. Today, this response is usually suppressed because females are encased in a shell of attitudes and beliefs that prevent the woman from responding at the biological or instinctive level. Pam knew that one of the results of her enslavement had been the destruction of that burdensome cocoon of inhibitions. Because she had learned that her pleasure, comfort, and even survival depended on pleasing her master, she knew she could not afford to respond in the ways dictated by traditional cultural expectations.
When she learned to behave in "survival mode" concentrating all of her intelligence, skill, and physical ability on pleasing her master, her mind was freed from the mountain of garbage that had been piled on her by the media and her "friends" during her lifetime. Although on an intellectual level, she felt no one would choose to be a slave and owned by another person, Pam knew she was much happier and was having her needs taken care of much better as a slave girl than she ever had as a free woman.
Pam knew that Mr. Stone wanted to measure the depth and power of her responses to him and so she completely eliminated all restraining thoughts so that her body would be totally free to feel and respond on a biological and instinctive level. Pam also knew that her master enjoyed making her feel pleasure at a level that was so intense her mind often told her she could not possibly stand another second without going insane. Now Pam fought to drive all the fears from her mind and give her master total control of her body. She knew that to really please him she must be able to respond to him so completely that her every moan of pleasure and every uncontrolled squirming of her hips would show her master and herself how totally owned she was.
Pam put her hands over Mr. Stone's and encouraged him to squeeze her breasts more firmly. As the nipples hardened from his touch, she felt like they were so swollen and full of blood that they would explode, but she also felt she could not stand it if he didn't start rolling the hard little buds between his thumb and finger that very second. She guided his left hand to her aching nipple and showed him just how to pinch it and play with the throbbing tip. He began to play with her left nipple as she had showed him, while he kept squeezing her right breast with a firm pressure and a slow rhythm that matched that of her writhing hips. Pam guided his right hand so that he was pinching and playing with both nipples at the same time. Now she knew she had to feel his hands touching her most sensitive places, so she guided his left hand back to the slow kneading of the softness of her breast.
When she had shown him the right pressure and rhythm, she guided his right hand down her squirming body. She showed him how she like to have his touch move slowly, but irresistibly toward the center of her sexuality. Her clit was already hard and itching and throbbing, but she wanted him to work toward it slowly so that she would explode with a very hard cum almost as soon as he touched her pleasure bud. She wanted to cum so hard that her orgasm would completely shut down her mind so that she could be a female animal in her mating frenzy. She wanted to abandon herself to him totally and cum and cum and cum until they both were physically exhausted. She wanted him to fill her empty cunt with the hardness of his cock and fuck her over and over and over again until they both were simply rutting animals. She thought people only joked about screwing each other's brains out, but Pam knew somehow this was a milestone she must pass in order to be her master's perfect slave and her lover's perfect mate.
Peter enjoyed having the girl teach him about her body, and the feel of her responses to his touch excited and pleased him. The power and depth of her responses both aroused and satisfied him. Knowing he could make her need to be fucked so badly made his prick get even harder as it rubbed against the silky skin of her slowly squirming ass. The feelings of male pride and power his lovely young ward gave him brought out all of his deepest male instincts. He wanted to fuck her, and fuck her hard. He wanted to bury his aching, twitching cock as deep in the hot softness of her tight, juicy cunt as was physically possible.
He wanted to establish his complete conquest of her by making her cum and cum and cum until she was a female animal writhing and orgasming in her mating frenzy. He wanted to make her feel pleasure spasms when she came that made her feel her body was being ripped apart, but he wanted to possess her so totally that she wanted only to keep on fucking him as long as he had a hard-on to ram into her hungry pussy and would take him as deep and hard as he could give it to her, begging him for more until he had no more hot cream to shoot into her starving cunt or strength to move.
Peter Stone also felt something else at the same time. He was well down the road to having the blood drain from his brain to harden his rock hard dick even more, but he realized he wanted to care for and protect Pamela. Her smallness and her softness made him feel incredibly tender toward her, but he also realized that she was a woman, and needed him to take her powerfully in order to respond fully to him. He realized that it would be easy for a man to become confused and only express the tender and protective instincts that his mate awakened when she gave herself fully to her man.
Peter saw that this was the mistake most men made which left their woman feeling restless and unfulfilled from misguided responses to their woman's "Please be gentle." He saw that to be satisfied and fulfilled, a woman had to be brought to the animal, instinctive level of response. Of course there were some variations, but he thought that in the huge majority of cases, a woman needed to be fucked hard until she could hardly fuck but made to want it still until her man could not move at all before she felt fully satisfied because she felt safe and protected, fully confident in the power of her mate to defend her. Peter thought that the sexual experience probably started going down hill for the human race when women no longer had to fear the tiger in the night or starvation if she failed to satisfy her man.
When he put her out of his bed and withdrew his protection, it had meant certain death.
When technology removed the certainty of death from that equation, it undermined the woman's respect for her man because she no longer saw daily evidence of her need for protection or her mate's ability to provide that protection.
Peter believed all men and women had come to suffer because of the technology that allowed "civilizations" and safety.
Without the "survival need", a woman could not experience the full response nature had designed into her body. This diminished response decreased her enjoyment so that the animal pleasure of the mating act itself was forgotten. He saw how this had led to the view of men as "inferior" most women seemed to share today. He also believed this accounted for most women's attitude that sex was not very satisfying and it was always the man's fault.
Peter thought his experiment with Pamela was validating his speculations quite thoroughly. He had used slavery as a tool to reduce her to a survival level. He had made her believe her life depended on pleasing him. She had responded by falling in love with him because he became stronger in her eyes than she had believed a man could be. This elevated him to a status with her that allowed him to begin to unlock her deepest emotions and elicit her instinctive and biological sexual responses. Of course the level of pleasure he gave her because of this only strengthened her response to him, and Peter found himself in the pleasant position of being able to excite her more powerfully every time he touched her. Since he was able to arouse her fully, he was also able to satisfy her fully.
Peter wondered if there was some physical limit to this cycle, but the excitement and enjoyment was growing for him too, and he hoped it would just keep getting better every time.
Now he began to work on the satin smooth skin of her inner thighs.
As he touched her there and on her belly, her legs seemed to drift apart as if they were floating. It was not that she moved to allow him access to her most secret places, but that her body took over and presented itself to his touch without a conscious movement on her part. Pam felt his big hand cupping her whole mound, and the strength and warmth of his hand made her squirm even more so she would be rubbing her clit against the hardness of his hand.
The feel of the hardness of his cock as it rubbed against her bottom made her want his prick deep in her wet pussy even more badly. One time the head slipped down and pressed against the opening of her vagina. She was so wet that the head and first three inches of his hard shaft were coated with her lubrication in just a few seconds of contact.
When she squirmed more from the feel of his stiff dick pressing against the opening of her cunt, the head slipped up into the crack between her tight little ass cheeks. Pam smiled when she heard her teacher gasp with pleasure from the feel of his cock head slipping between her bottom cheeks.
She knew very little about sex she realized, but she had heard some girls spreading rumors that guys all wanted to cum in your mouth and stick their cock up your ass. She had loved the feel of his hard prick exploding in her mouth and the boiling hot cream spurting out of the jerking cock, spewing to the back of her throat, filling her mouth, and dripping onto her licking tongue. She knew this was something she would want to do again and again because it pleased him so much.
Besides that though, she had really loved the way it felt. Now she wondered what it would feel like to take his hard shaft all the way up her tiny little ass hole. She wiggled a little more so that the slippery head pressed firmly against the opening of her ass. She concentrated on the feeling it gave her, and she filed it away in the back of her mind that she liked the feeling so far. She relaxed the ring of muscle and wiggled a little more so that the head of his cock began to wedge open the sphincter very gradually. Pam focused on breathing evenly and keeping the muscle relaxed so that her master could ease his dick into her ass if he wanted her that way. She was very surprised that it felt good to her. She had expected it to hurt like a trip to the gynecologist, but instead, she felt thrilled that she could take her master into the warmth and softness of her body in yet another way.
"Pamela, are you afraid?" she heard him whisper in her ear.
"No Master. If this will feel good to you and bring you pleasure, then I want to do it. I want to take your cock inside my body in every way possible. Having you fill my ass with your hard prick feels almost as good as it does when you fill up my empty pussy."
"We need to be very careful when we do this so that we don't do anything that will hurt you or make you sick. I think we should use a little extra lubrication to make sure it doesn't make you sorry later." Peter reached into the nightstand drawer and brought out a tube of K-Y Jelly. Carefully, he pulled back his cock from her quivering ass hole and coated the throbbing head and shaft with the clear, slippery stuff.
Working together, they got the head of his prick to slip inside the ring of muscle. Now Pamela knew there would be no turning back. He was already pushing deeper and deeper into her, and there was no doubt that she was going to get fucked in the ass. Pam kept concentrating on her breathing and the good feel of having another opening of her body stretched wide to take in his hard cock. Peter used an antiseptic towel to wipe his hands clean, and then he carefully spread her legs and began to play with her labia, teasing her and stroking her with his fingers. He kept touching her just enough to keep her hot, but he seemed to flirt with touching her clitoris so that in spite of the good feel of having him fill her body with his hard dick, she wanted to feel him make her cum by ramming his fingers in her dripping pussy and stroking her itching clit.
He seemed to be using his hands to guide her body back onto his stiff prick though, and Pam knew she would have to wait until he decided exactly how he wanted to use her today.
Pam was feeling hotter and hotter, and more and more frustrated as Mr. Stone slowly eased his rock hard shaft into her bottom.
After what seemed like hours to the aroused girl, he had begun a slow thrusting that pushed about half of his dick into her and then slowly drew back until just the head was still buried in her ass hole. Now his hips seemed to go on "automatic" and the slow, regular thrusts seemed to fill her a little more each time he pressed into her. His body seemed able to maintain the pattern now, and he began playing with her breasts again.
It was only a short time before his right hand strayed down to her belly and began teasing her there again. Finally, his fingers were touching her labia again and Pam hoped he knew how badly she wanted to feel two fingers in her pussy, slowly thrusting deeper and deeper into her wet cunt in time with the hard cock pumping deeper and deeper into her virgin ass.
Almost as if he read her mind, Pam felt him begin to run a finger in circles around the edges of her pussy opening.
As the finger moved around the rim, it became coated with her slippery juices and the wetter the finger got, the better it felt to the little blonde. It was almost impossible for her to keep from squirming wildly from his touch, but she knew she needed to be careful not to move too much while his cock was only part of the way inside her.
Then Pam felt his left hand squeeze one of her breasts hard, and she gasped with pleasure as she felt two fingers of his right hand slip deep inside her.
She thought his steely prick would have felt even better, but as the fingers began to smoothly slide in and out of her starving pussy, they began to take away the aching, empty feeling.
Pam couldn't help squirming now, as the feel of the fingers thrusting in and out of her hot cunt began to bring her up to full arousal. She was a little worried that she would hurt her master, but she could not help herself, she had to move her hips from the feel of what he was doing to her. She was pleased that her wiggling was not hurting him, and she heard him groan with pleasure as her writhing forced his cock even deeper into her ass. She could feel that he was almost all the way inside her now, and she wanted to have all of him in her so badly that she thrust her hips back against him so that the last inch was forced inside her.
Pam was thrilled that she was able to take every inch of his hard-on in her ass. She knew most women wouldn't even try this, but she was feeling wonderful from having her body filled with her lover's fingers in her cunt and his cock in her ass all at the same time.
Then Pam jumped when she felt the fingers of his left hand stop squeezing her tits and start working over her clit. He was moving one finger in a little circle while he lightly pressed down on her hard little pleasure bud.
Then he began to move the left hand in quick little strokes that made her clit jump when his finger touched her and made her whole body tense up with anticipation, until he touched her again.
Pam could feel herself slipping closer and closer to orgasm from the maddening flicking of his finger on her swollen, twitching clit. She knew that in a matter of seconds she would be at the place she both loved and hated where her orgasm would be so close she would feel like she could reach out and touch it, yet it would seem to be just beyond her grasp. She would reach out over a bottomless chasm trying touch it, a cloud on the other side, and then he would hold her there in terrible torment for what seemed like five eternities.
When he was finally ready and wanted to see her cum, there would be a puff of a breeze, and she would reach out just a little further, far enough to finally touch the cloud. Then, the cloud would surround her, and she would be falling forever into the bottomless canyon.
She was nearly there, and then, it felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped on her. He had pulled the fingers out of her pussy. She almost started to cry, but then she felt him ram two fingers of his left hand deep inside her cunt. He was pumping the fingers into her very hard so that his palm crushed her clit with every stroke. Pam had almost relaxed and let her hips move with the stroke of his fingers in her pussy when he began making little circles on the inside of her parted lips with two fingers of his right hand. They were coated with her pussy juice, and Pam could smell her own scent very strongly. She could not close her mouth because he was making her moan and gasp from the way he was jamming his fingers into her cunt. The way he was thrusting his cock into her ass was making her squirm and pant so that she had to breathe through her mouth to keep enough air going to her lungs.
Then he whispered in her ear, "Lick my fingers and taste your pussy juice." Pam did not hesitate, she obeyed her master's command instantly. Her little pink tongue began to lick her juices off his fingers. It tasted a little salty, but it didn't taste bad at all. She could hardly wait to feel his tongue on her clit, and she was glad to know it didn't taste bad. The smell had made her afraid she would taste too bad for him to want to eat her pussy. Now she knew it was only a matter of waiting for him to want to do that to her.
The way he reacted to her tongue on his cock had made her anxious to feel him lick her clit and ram his tongue into her pussy. Pam began to feel her senses were being overloaded. He was thrusting his cock harder and faster into her tender ass with every stroke, he was pumping two fingers of his left hand into her pussy, and now he began to move two fingers of his right hand in and out of her mouth, with just the rhythm he had used when he had fucked her face.
She licked and sucked his fingers, tasting the last remnants of her pussy juice as he pumped the digits in and out of her mouth.
Finally, Pam felt herself start to cum. She was surprised it had sneaked up on her, and that Mr. Stone had not tortured her by making her wait for it. She came hard from the feel of him in all her body openings at the same time. Her clit was exploding, sending spasms through her uterus and making her pussy muscles grab tightly on his pumping fingers.
Then, she felt his cock swell even bigger in her ass. When his cream spurted out into her burning bottom, she could not believe how good it felt. He seemed to cum and cum and cum.
It was as if there was no end to the load she was draining from his balls. Pam squirmed back against him to get his cock as deep inside her ass as possible. The feel of his hot semen spewing up inside her rectum was incredible. She wallowed in the sensation of knowing that she had taken all her master had to give her and that she had loved every inch of it. Her clit started jerking again, and she humped urgently against his hand, hoping to bring herself off one more time.
Her master was still cumming deep inside her, and he had become the same kind of wildly fucking animal he forced her to be every time he touched her. She knew he could not hear her pleas to fuck her pussy harder with his fingers, and he probably could not even see. He was completely consumed with the ecstasy of cumming in her ass. Just when she was thinking of slipping her own hands down to stroke her clit, Mr. Stone brought his right hand down to her burning pleasure center and began flicking her clit so fast it sent her into an even more intense orgasm before she was aware she was going to cum again. Pam couldn't believe how good he always could make her feel and how much harder she came even when he did exactly the same things to her that she would do to herself. She knew it would be pretty pointless for her to ever try masturbating again because he took care of her needs so much better than she could take care of them by herself.
Finally she felt his cock stop jerking and spurting inside her and the last twinges of her own orgasm had stopped ripping through her body. She was exhausted from the awkward position he had kept her in and the excitement of giving up her last "cherry" had worn her out too. Pam was sorry she would not have any part of her body he had not used before after today, but as she turned to kiss him and thank him for her pleasure, Pam saw that he was looking at her so lovingly, his feelings for her could not be denied or hidden, and she knew she did not need to give up a "cherry" to please him.
He smiled warmly at her and said, "You just discovered the second pleasure I had never experienced." Pam felt suddenly shy, and she looked down at the bed and said, "Master, your slave girl is grateful she could be the one to give you a new pleasure. Your property hopes her services were satisfactory to her master."
"Don't worry, little one," he whispered. "Your services were very satisfactory to your master." Pam's heart was singing as she went to sleep wrapped in her master's arms. He loved her!
The girl slept and dreamed of a day when he would carry her away to a tropical island paradise. She dreamed of a wedding with flowers every where, and she saw herself in a lace and silk gown standing close beside Peter as he slipped a ring on her finger and then bent to kiss her softly, but with a very thinly veiled passion that made Pam happy deep in her heart. She loved the thought that her master and husband wanted her so powerfully and so often.