Peter Stone could hardly contain his excitement. This girl was responding to him and everything he did much better than he had expected. He knew that he must be careful to keep her discipline consistent, but he also knew that he was as deeply in love with her as she was with him. He knew it was going to be very difficult not to become lax with his ward because she brought him such perfect service, such wonderful pleasure, and such complete satisfaction.
"All right Pamela, I will give you an easy punishment this time," he said with a laugh. "I have not experienced three pleasures a slave girl can give her master. Your punishment will be to determine what each of those pleasures is, and then to serve me so perfectly that I will remember your service in each of the three ways for the rest of my life."
Pam gasped when she realized exactly what her master had just commanded her to do. "Is there a time limit Master?" she asked cautiously. "No, you may take as long as you need Pamela."
The girl shuddered as the reality of this punishment hit her. She knew that she would be a driven woman until she had perfectly served her master in each of the three ways. She needed desperately to be her master's perfect and only slave girl. She needed to give him the gift of a pleasure he had never experienced or she would not be happy with her own performance. She knew that her master would not be fully pleased with her service until his command was followed completely, and she could not bear the thought of that.
What if he became impatient, or had another, brighter slave girl around who would figure out the three pleasures first? What if he should start to prefer another girl's service and body? What if her master should stop touching her or entering her softness with his hardness? What if he should stop letting her serve his pleasure with her body? She was about to go crazy from her need to be fucked very hard, and the thought of her master never taking her and bringing her to orgasm after orgasm ever again was too bitter a thought to consider. Pam knew her body would drive her mind insane with her need for him if he should ever stop taking her for even a few days.
She fought down her panic as she realized that how well she did depended totally on herself. If she used her imagination and worked very hard to arouse her master so that he needed to take her as often as he was able, she would have more chances to find the three pleasures as quickly as possible.
She resolved to reserve all judgment about any position or type of sex play until she had experienced it herself and had a chance to practice it enough to be proficient. She would catalog all of the things her master really responded to and would eliminate the things that did not bring him the total pleasure she had set as her standard of what was "acceptable" service to her master.
Pam couldn't wait to get started on her punishment. It was so ironic that Mr. Stone had given her exactly what she wanted as punishment, yet the way he had done it put the whip that drove her in her own hands. She thought that although he had given her license for as much sex as she could take, it would have been an easier punishment for her if he had just spanked her soundly.
Pam was sure her master would have been more kind to her than she was to herself.
The girl took her master by the hand and led him into the bathroom. She took him into the shower, and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature so that it was very hot, but not scalding. First she soaped Peter's body all over, and washed him thoroughly, and then she took the shower massage off its mount and directed the spray onto every part of his body so that all the soap was rinsed away.
Pam moved the dial to start the massage action, then she guided the water stream onto his back and after a time, she moved down to his legs. Then, Pam carefully slowed the water down so that only a gentle stream was flowing. Smiling impishly, she turned the shower onto Peter's limp dick and used the spray to tease it.
She was having a hard time waiting, so she put some baby oil in one hand, and began to stroke his soft cock slowly and gently with one hand, rubbing the baby oil in thoroughly. With the other hand she moved the water spray up under his balls, and swept the stream from side to side over his hardening prick, adding this sensation to help stimulate her master even more.
Peter had trouble standing still as Pam stroked his penis. He wanted to have her very badly, but he knew that he must wait to see exactly how she would try to serve him as she tried to find the three pleasures he had never experienced.
As soon as Mr. Stone's cock was fully erect, Pam began to kiss the head as she stroked the shaft with her hand. She stopped only long enough to put the shower head back on its bracket, then she knelt before her teacher and began kissing and licking his prick until it was pulsing with need.
Then Pam took the whole hard shaft in her mouth and swallowed to pull the head down into her throat. She worked the underside of Mr. Stone's cock over with her tongue until she had brought him to the point of pleasure that he could not think, just respond to the stimulation she was giving him. His hips began to move instinctively with the in and out thrust that was programmed into his male genes. Pam sucked on his prick as he pumped it in and out of her mouth just like it was her hot, juicy pussy. Pam was very excited because the feel of Peter's hard dick in her mouth was very satisfying and brought her much more pleasure than she had expected. He was doing nothing to please her, yet the fact that she had excited her master beyond rational thought and brought him so much pleasure he was fucking her mouth with pure animal lust made Pam all warm and happy inside. Her teacher's hips began to move faster and faster. She had to control her self so that she was able to breathe and did not panic from how big his cock felt in her mouth and throat. It was the first time she had taken a dick in her mouth, and Pam was grateful she had given Mr. Stone a few good cums because she felt a nagging fear in the back of her mind that the volume of semen he had shot into her hungry pussy the first time he fucked her might have made her drown if it all had come spurting into her mouth. Pam was a little afraid of what it would feel like and what it would taste like when her master did finally cum in her mouth, but she knew that this was the logical first step of her quest to find the three pleasures Mr. Stone had never felt before. She knew that almost all men loved to have their cock sucked, and that a lot of women would not do it, or at least would not let the man cum in her mouth. Pam wanted to show her master that she was serious about taking her punishment and making the most of the experience.
She wanted to prove to Mr. Stone right away that she could make him feel more pleasure than any woman ever had before. She knew the best way to do that was to find the things other women had refused to do to please him, and then to learn to do the things he craved better than he had imagined they could be. She promised herself that she would do those things eagerly even if it was just for his pleasure. She knew now how much satisfaction she got from making him feel good, and besides, she knew that as much as he loved to make her cum, she would be well taken care of. By giving him everything he ever wanted and by doing those things cheerfully and well, she was sure she would guarantee herself all the sex she needed. Pam thought it might be an unrealistic hope, but she realized that she really wanted to be so good for him that her master could not help falling in love with his sex slave.
The girl wondered as she sucked just a little harder and moved her tongue just a little faster on the rock hard prick in her mouth if it was permitted for a slave girl to want to make her master fall in love. She decided never to talk about her desire until she had pleasured him so completely that Peter could not help falling in love with her.
When he needed her as badly as she needed him Pam was sure he would realize he loved her as much as he needed the pleasure and release her body gave him. Pam dreamed that one day her master would whisper his love for her, and that though she continued to serve him in all things, they would secretly know they were much more than just master and slave. They would know they were truly lovers. Pam knew it would be a secret she could never share, but she ached to know he really loved her. Now she was aware that Mr. Stone was trying to pull his cock out of her mouth, but Pam did not want to let him calm down enough to think, so she locked her arms tight around his hips, and kept the throbbing prick deep inside her mouth. The girl started sucking and licking her master's aching dick even harder and faster so that he would not be able to keep himself from shooting his load in her mouth.
Pam was a little surprised at her reaction, but sucking his cock felt so good to her, she was not going to argue with the pleasure she felt just because a lot of other women couldn't get past the idea it was "dirty" or "slutty". Pam knew she was a woman who needed lots of sex. She craved being fucked hard and deep several times every day. She knew she would only want one man, but she wanted him deep inside her as often as she could get him hard enough to ram his dick into her. If that made her a slut, then it was too damn bad. That was what she wanted and what she needed. If it meant the pain of her need would go away, she would gladly let the whole sick world call her a slut, and she would happily try to be the hottest, wettest and best slut her master had ever owned.
So Pam concentrated on feeling every touch of his skin against her, the pleasure of his hands working over her breasts or pinching and playing with her fully erect nipples, but mostly, she concentrated on feeling the raw male power of her master's body.
The strength of his arms as he held her made her feel so safe and good, she would gladly do anything in the world to please him.
As he became more and more aroused, he was no longer able to concentrate on making his hands work to give her pleasure, and Pam loved feeling him lock his big hands behind her head so that he could guide her into the exact type of motion he needed.
Finally, he just held her head still, and rammed his jerking cock deep into her mouth just like he was fucking her pussy. Pam was so excited by the total response he was giving her that she stopped being able to move her fingers on his body. She stopped playing with his balls for fear passion would overcome her, and she would squeeze too hard again, so she grabbed Peter's ass and used the strength of her arms to show him it was all right to fuck her face as hard as he wanted to.
The young girl was amazed at how easy it was to learn to do this for him. It was not that hard to control her gag reflex and take all of his shaft into her mouth and to swallow the head down into her throat. It was much easier to learn to breathe than she had expected, and the feeling of his hardness in her mouth was so satisfying to her.
When his cock started pulsing and jerking it felt so good, and knowing that she had him wild with the pleasure she was giving him contributed to the good feelings inside her.
Pam knew he was close to cumming in her mouth, and she only hoped she could swallow his cum. She almost panicked again at the thought of drowning on semen, but Pam was glad sucking her master was making her feel so good, because right now, she didn't care about anything except making him cum in her mouth, swallowing every drop of his sperm, and not choking or getting sick. She worked her tongue even faster and sucked just a little harder to bring him to the point where he would not be able to stop. Pam felt the cheeks of his ass tighten suddenly, and she knew he was just about to cum in her mouth.
Pam squeezed his ass in time to the sucking of her mouth and the tormenting and teasing of her little pink tongue on his throbbing cock head. She backed off a little so that she could shower all of her attention on the jerking head of Peter's prick.
When she heard her master growl and felt him lock his fingers into her hair, she knew he was past the point of no return. Her teacher began to jam his cock deeper and deeper into her throat and he fucked her wildly sucking mouth harder and harder.
Passion overcame them both as Peter felt the cum start boiling up out of his aching balls and scalding the inside of his dick as his semen raced through.
Pam squeezed her legs tight together so that her clit would be rubbed every time she rocked forward and back while she sucked and licked the bursting cock in her mouth. Pam felt the shaft swell as the sperm raced up his dick, and it felt better than ever as the twitching organ got even bigger and harder. The special feeling of softness on the outside, covering unbelievable hardness on the inside touched a place inside Pam that made the girl want to keep sucking her man's cock and never stop until he was totally dry and emptied of every drop of hot, sticky cum.
The feelings that seemed to control her actions came from within, and the young beauty felt that this surely must be her female instincts taking over and guiding her because she had never even seen a naked prick until the first time Mr. Stone had taken her. But less than 24 hours later, she was sucking his big prick and loving every second of it. At least Pam thought of his prick as big because of how it filled her pussy so completely, but she had to admit that she had no basis for comparison since she had never seen another man naked.
She did feel that she would be very reluctant to let a man with a cock larger than Mr. Stone's enter her tight little cunt, no matter how hot, wet and horny he made her!
Even though Peter was doing his best to bury every inch of his pulsing penis in her throat, Pam backed off a little more so that when he started spurting his hot cream into her mouth, most of it would run down onto her tongue so that she could taste his sperm. Mr. Stone was barely able to think at all because his ward had him so excited. He was vaguely aware that she was trying to keep him from going as deep into her mouth with each thrust as he wanted, but he knew she had seemed to love taking him as deep as possible only a few short moments before. She was not acting like she was panicked, or had changed her mind about taking his load in her mouth, so Peter tried to ease up on the power of his thrusts. It seemed like she was working hard to make it good for him, so he let his ward take control.
When the first jet of scalding cum shot out of his penis, Pam was shocked at the force behind the big glob of cum that spurted into her throat. She backed off even more, so that only the head was inside her lips, and then she sucked and licked it as hard and fast as she could with her tired, aching jaw and tongue muscles.
Her flurry of stimulation was rewarded by another jet of liquid fire that spewed out onto her tongue. Pam was too busy sucking to savor the flavor, but she knew it was not something disgusting as all her girl friends had told her. She was enjoying sucking and swallowing every spurt of his load too much to analyze very much.
It reminded her of caviar. It tasted a little salty and fishy, but nothing could taste bad enough to take away from the pleasure of feeling the hardness of her master's cock against her tongue and the satisfaction of having all of him within her body.
The feeling of his prick jerking and spurting in her mouth excited her tremendously, and she found she loved the feel of his scalding cream on her tongue. It felt slick and she could understand why some women thought of it as "slimy", but it made it feel even better to work over the head and shaft of the prick filling her mouth to have her tongue coated with his cum.
Feeling spurt after spurt of his load fill her mouth and force her to suck and swallow, suck and swallow was giving her nearly as much pleasure as when Mr. Stone had fucked her horny pussy the very first time.
Now, Pam felt like all that existed was the big cock shooting off in her mouth, her aching tongue and jaw muscles, and the empty, hungry feeling in her cunt. She wanted her master to fill her as deep and hard as he could, but she knew that would have to wait until she had given him the total pleasure he deserved from her sucking mouth and licking tongue.
Finally, the throbbing, spurting cock began to soften in her mouth, but she kept right on sucking and licking his prick until he was completely drained and his erection was completely gone. The feel of his limp dick was good too, Pam thought. It felt nice in her mouth and against her tongue, but the best thing about it was the knowledge that she had done something for her man that only a few women were willing, let alone eager to do.
She knew she had brought her master perfect pleasure, and that she had satisfied him completely. It felt good inside to know that she was more woman than he had ever had before. Of course she would never tell him she knew this to be true, because a slave girl does not say that kind of thing to her master unless she has an uncontrollable desire for a good spanking or to be chained up and left to suffer her need without the relief of her master's touch for several long, lonely, aching days.
Pam realized it really didn't matter what had happened before.
The reality was, Mr. Stone owned her and was strong enough to make her his slave in her heart as well as in law and in fact. The girl knew she was happier and had received more pleasure in her short time as a slave than she ever had felt in the rest of her life. Mr. Stone owned her, and kept her as his sex slave, but Pam knew he cared more for her more and treated her better than any boy friend she had ever had.
The beautiful young girl also knew she was so hopelessly in love with her master that she would want to serve him just as much even if he treated her badly. Her needy body told her that as long as he gave her plenty of sex, she would feel like all of her needs were met and that he treated her like a queen!
Now both master and slave girl were totally exhausted. Peter sank to his knees and gave his ward a long loving kiss as he held her tightly against his chest. He smiled at her and said, "We had better hurry, the hot water is starting to run out!" Pam laughed and said, "It would have been terrible if it had gone ice cold while you were cumming Master."
Mr. Stone grinned and lifted the girl to her feet. They quickly finished rinsing off, and then they dried each other's bodies with thick, soft towels.
Pam glowed with pleasure when her teacher showed her what he wanted her to wear to bed. It had to be the most beautiful gown she had ever seen. It was so sexy, Pam thought she felt herself getting wet all over again just from looking at it and imagining how much it would excite and please her teacher to see her wearing the filmy garment. As she put it on and felt it caress her body as she slid into it, she knew it would not be very long before she had to do something to make Mr. Stone want to rip it off her body and fuck her as hard as he could. This gown was completely different from the white silk he had put on her the first night. She liked to think of that gown as her wedding dress, and of their first night together as their honeymoon. She thought maybe Mr. Stone had similar thoughts when he choose the white silk gown for her. It was very innocent, yet very sexy because Pam thought (and Peter would have agreed) there is nothing quite as sexy as an innocent girl giving up her virginity willingly and eagerly to her husband on their wedding night. Pam knew that besides giving up her virginity, she had also lost her freedom and fallen hopelessly in love with the man who had enslaved her all at the same time. To the beautiful young girl, this was very appropriate and fit in well with wedding symbolism.
This gown was something totally different. It was black, with the top made of lace that barely concealed her breasts. The darker color of her nipples showed clearly through the lace that clung to the curves of her full breasts.
Pam felt her nipples start to swell form the friction of the lace as she moved. She thought it was still early, though she had totally lost track of time while she was giving Mr. Stone the best blow job of his life, so she was shocked to see it was nearly ten. Peter kept smiling at her in a way she had not seen before, and Pam was starting to get uncomfortable because it seemed like he knew a secret and was teasing her about it.
Finally the girl could not stand the suspense another minute, so she gracefully knelt at her master's feet. She looked up at him and said softly, "Master, was your girl's service adequate this morning?" Pam waited nervously and could hardly keep from squirming as she looked up at Mr. Stone.
He kept grinning, and it seemed that he was having trouble keeping himself from laughing. Pam was about to burst into tears when she felt his strong hand caress her as Peter stroked her hair and looked down into her eyes. His expression changed, and his caring and compassion for her almost overwhelmed his ward. "Not adequate dear, it was exquisite," she heard her master say.
The word "not" stung her like the lash of a whip, and she did not really hear the rest of what he said as sobs shook her tiny body and her tears flowed in hot rivers down her cheeks. How could he be so cruel to look at her that way, and then tell her she had not been adequate when she had done her very best to please him. She had sucked his cock until her jaws were sore.
She had taken every inch down her throat when he wanted that.
She had let him fuck her face as hard as he wanted. She had licked his prick so good she had made him cum, and she had taken every drop of his load in her mouth. She had not gagged or complained. She had swallowed his semen just as fast as it pumped out of his jerking dick, and she kept right on sucking and licking until he was totally dry and his balls were empty.
"How could a woman do any more for a man?" bitterly, she thought to herself. Pam knew she had done much more for her teacher than most women would do for their lover or husband.
She could not understand how she could have failed to please him, especially when she had not even tried to take any pleasure herself. She had dedicated herself totally to pleasing him perfectly. Why was he treating her like this?
Pam was hot inside from anger. She had trusted him to take care of her, and he had cum in her mouth and left her still suffering from unsatisfied need.
She almost expected him to kick her away in disgust, so when he took her face very gently in his hands and made her look into his dark brown eyes, she could not keep herself from shivering with love and need for him. Pam felt that her slavery was especially cruel in that moment, for her master would not even allow her to forget his power over her when she was hurt and angry. He showed her that she was powerless to resist him even when he treated her terribly.
Then she was hearing his voice commanding her to listen and pay attention. It sounded like it was coming from far away, but she knew that all she could do was obey.
Suddenly, Pam was able to focus on his words, and she started crying again, this time from happiness.
Peter stroked the little blonde's hair while he held her close to him and quietly told her, "Your service was not adequate Pamela, it was extraordinary. You brought me more pleasure than I have ever received in my entire life, and on your first attempt, you discovered one of the three pleasures I had never experienced. You have been a perfect slave girl. You brought your master perfect pleasure."
Pam wiped her eyes and looked up gratefully at her master.
"Your girl thought her master might be displeased with the service given him by his property. Your slave was feeling very proud of the quality of her work, and she was not able to detect Master's humor when she thought she might not have been completely pleasing," the girl said softly.
Peter was filled with wonderful feelings of pleasure, and so he smiled even more brightly at his lovely young ward.
"Pamela, for giving such wonderful service to your master, you will be rewarded this afternoon," he said.
"Is Master going to free his slave?" she asked breathlessly.
"Do I look like a fool?" Peter laughed. Then more harshly, he said, "Haven't I told you the old saying, 'Only a fool would free a slave girl, and only a mad man would free a pleasure slave'?" Pam shivered at the sound of displeasure in his voice.
"No, Master, but it sounds very wise and quite correct to your slave girl," she heard her voice saying the words, but she couldn't believe it. It was not something she had done intentionally to butter him up, and then she realized that she had said the words because deep in her heart, she knew they were true. He would be a fool to free her, and he was definitely not a fool.
Then an even more shocking revelation swept through her brain, she did not want to be freed. She wanted him to own her and use her body for his pleasure for the rest of their lives because she was happier now than she had ever been. She knew that she needed lots of sex to be truly content, and Pam realized that only a very strong man like Mr. Stone would be able to give her what she needed. Losing her freedom was a small matter she decided when compared to everything she gained by being his slave.
First, she was not only free, but required to fully express her femininity and sexuality. Second, since her master was a wise man, interested in getting the most from everything he owned, he listened to her like no man ever had. He wanted to know what she thought about, her beliefs, and how her mind worked.
He wanted to understand her needs and fantasies so that he could get every bit of pleasure she could give him. He was very intelligent though, and so he knew that she could not give him everything she was capable of if she felt unhappy, unsatisfied, or ignored.
Pam knew he really cared about her as well, but because he was truly her master, he would never admit any of his motives were altruistic. Pam recognized that this was necessary for him to maintain his power over her and thus his ownership of her. To the beautiful young girl, the semantics were immaterial. She was getting all of her needs met wonderfully well. Who cared if it was because Mr. Stone owned her and was doing everything for selfish reasons? The reality that she was satisfied, well cared for and happy was so much more important. Let the rest of the women fool themselves into believing they did not need men to be happy.
Pam knew she would be squirming on her bed in futility trying to calm the burning itch in her clit and the aching emptiness in her pussy if it were not for her master. As is was, she had just finished giving him a blow job and had taken his load in her mouth.
He had not done a thing to make her cum, but though she should be squirming with need, the fact that she had given him so much pleasure and made him cum all over her tongue, then sucked him dry and swallowed every drop, made her glow with pleasure and pride. She knew she needed to be fucked, but yet she felt satisfied and happy. She did not feel like her clit was going to drive her crazy from the burning itch of her need. She was secure in the knowledge that Mr. Stone would fuck her brains out as soon as he got hard again, and, Pam thought with a smile, from his past performance, she wouldn't have to wait very long.
When he picked her up and carried her to the bed, Pam was hoping he would throw her down on the bed and take her very forcefully, but instead, he tucked her in and said, "Sleep now little slave girl. You will need all your strength to receive your reward."