Chapter Three
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She was thoroughly delicious, and I should not have finished inside her. It had been a whim, but I was already contemplating, with regret, the conversation we would have to have regarding protection. I could feel her eyes on me as I wiped the excess of my seed that dripped out of her no longer virgin pussy. In my sexual career I had resisted the urge to deflower virgins, wishing them to have as uncomplicated a first-time experience as possible. For some reason, I could not help wishing to complicate Eneh’s life. I could feel her drawing her legs closed almost in spite of herself, as though she was testing the strength of my arm on her thigh. I let my eyes drift upwards and sent her a measured look that was meant as a warning. She swallowed – perhaps unconsciously – and I felt her legs relax. God, what a sub. Did she even realize it?
I flipped her over in a quick motion, interested in properly examining her ass. She whimpered but only squirmed a little. I pulled her closer to me and sat on the edge of the bed. I could have put her over my knees, but I could already tell she was nervous about her bottom being so exposed. Her ass was glorious; beautiful, flawless amber, globes that filled my hands as I palmed them. They jiggled now as she shivered over my examination. I gave her one tempered spank, not meant to really hurt her.
“Stay.”
She stilled almost immediately but gave a whine of protest. I hadn’t even started. I drew her cheeks apart, against her futile resistance and exposed my target. The deeply tanned orifice seemed to wink at me, as she tightened against my hold. I felt my cock twitch and I only allowed myself to place a moderate degree of pressure at that tight, tiny entrance. If I wasn’t certain she was an anal virgin, I would have been preparing to have her ass right now. As it was, I would have to stretch her over some time.
“Please…” Her softly spoken plea made me even harder. Fuck.
“What would you like me to do, Eneh?” I asked instead, now slowly pumping a single digit between her spread cheeks.
“I want…can you…”
“Make you come?”
“Yes! Yes, please!”
“I’m afraid not, little sub. But we will do something else.”
“Huh?”
I pulled out of her asshole, almost reluctantly and got off the bed.
“Stand up, come with me.” I watched her turn over, tentatively to lend me a quizzical glance. “Eneh, we have much still to discuss, but when I tell you to do something, you do it immediately.”
She scrambled out of the bed, her curls tumbling about her head, to stand in front of me. I said nothing and walked back out to my study. We really did have a lot to discuss.
I chose the couch because I didn’t want anything between us when we talked. I saw her hesitate, doubtless thinking about her earlier spanking. Well, it would put her in the right frame of mind.
“Sit.” I didn’t want her standing there, deciding if she was going to find some other chair in the room. She sat obediently, only wincing slightly at the contact of the cold leather on her bare skin. To her credit, she settled down, placing her hands in her lap and looked up at me. Very good.
“Thank you for sharing your first time with me, Eneh.”
“I wanted to…”
“It’s still an honour.” She nodded, as though processing this. “It was also a pleasure…one I hope to repeat.” I watched her pupils dilate and her mouth opened just slightly. Such a fuckable mouth. I shook myself mentally to focus.
“I don’t want to say I’m not like your other boyfriends, but I don’t know if you’ve had any before.”
“I had…someone, about a year ago. We didn’t do anything.”
“I noticed.”
“I mean he wanted to, but I just…he didn’t feel like the right person.” I nodded, as I processed this information.
“The thing is, Eneh, I’m a Dominant. Do you understand what that means?”
“Like BDSM?”
“Yes, although I tend to carry that into other aspects of my life.”
“I noticed.” I couldn’t help my crack of laughter at that pert rejoinder. She looked embarrassed at having made the comment, but her reticence only charmed me.
“I enjoy control,” I continued, “but also I enjoy causing pain. Tears turn me on, as does begging.”
“Even when you’re punishing…you also…?”
“Not necessarily, but I won’t lie and say the experience is wholly repugnant to me,” I countered the question, drily.
“So you use…like safe words?” She seemed to be taking this well. “I’ve read about those,” she added with a knowing look.
“I don’t use safe words, no. What I do, in ‘scene,’ is about complete control. I don’t allow closing the scene until we’re done. That said, I never push a partner further than they are able to go.”
“But how do you know? How will you know if it’s too much?”
“Slow advancements until we reach a peak,” I murmured, wanting to kiss those pursed lips. God, what was happening to me. The way I was going, I’d be filing for double occupancy with Eneh before the year was done. I gave myself another mental shake.
“Okay…so slowly?”
“Probably not as slowly as you might like,” I admitted. “But, yes, we will learn from each other. If you’re willing.”
“So…I would be your girlfriend?”
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
“Yes…” She said it in the tiniest voice and looked down at her hands.
“Why?”
“You’re…really smart and I…I like you and you’re tall and big and really handsome…” I had to strain to hear her, but I wouldn’t make her – or allow her, if it came to that – to repeat this eye-roll inducing litany. I was tall and big and handsome? Oh and smart, couldn’t forget that. She had led with that.
“Being my girlfriend won’t change how I treat you as a student, Eneh. In fact, I will probably be harder on you, because you will be a direct reflection of me.”
“Right, of course, I didn’t think it would…” She trailed off and now twisted her hands.
“I think you’re also quite smart, and beyond adorable, with a body I find myself unable to resist. Not that I particularly want to.” It was true, as corny as it came out, but I had a feeling she wanted to hear it. She gratified me with a nervous smile.
“Thank you,” she added, sotto voce. I realised I had not thanked her for her compliments, but it was too late for that.
“Do you understand that when I begin a scene, there is no escaping with safe words or pleas? I will determine the boundaries we cross, even if I tell you what we will be doing. That is not my asking for permission. If something in scene bothers you, we can discuss it afterward. If I explain a scene to you ahead of time, you can tell me if you are uncomfortable. That does not always mean we won’t engage in that aspect of the scene, but it’s extremely important that you tell me these things. Any relationship, even a Dom – sub one, is only as good as its communication. Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“Answer me with words.”
“Yes, sir, I understand.” I couldn’t help my smile. She was a perfect sub, from the way she looked at me now through her lashes to that obedient ‘yes, sir,’ she had just let out.
“Very good, now come kneel in front of me.” She blinked a few times, as the words seemed to register, but then she got off her seat and came to her knees before me. She hesitantly tugged her small tee shirt down her front. A wasted effort.
“Take off your shirt.”
She sent me a pleading look, but I made sure no trace of sympathy was visible for her benefit. Once more, to her credit, she drew the tee off her body without any words of protest. Her face held the littlest moue and she appeared to be sulking.
“You’re doing very well, Eneh.” She straightened with the praise and edged closer to me. “I’m going to teach you how to handle my cock, now.”
“I’ve given head before,” she began, but I put a finger out to stop her.
“Let me explain; sometimes I will let you take me out, and bring me off, and other times I will take your mouth. Today, we will start with the former.” I drew out my already hard cock from my sweats.
“Take me in your mouth. Go as slowly or as quickly as you wish, I want to see what you know how to do.”
She reached up with her hands.
“Stop. Put your hands on the front of your thighs. When my cock is in your mouth, I want your hands down on your thighs. I won’t repeat that, and I will punish you if you forget.” She made an agonized groan, and I knew, from the way she squirmed that she was wet. “You’re also not allowed to come when my cock is in your mouth. Unless I allow it. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir I understand.”
“Very good, now take me in your mouth.”
She leaned forward and bent her head to place her lips delicately around the head of my penis. Fuck. I had been sucked and I had throat fucked the most experienced women in the galaxy. Somehow, this inexperienced girl’s delicate touch would apparently be my undoing. I steeled myself as she grew bolder, letting more of me inside her and tracing her tongue over my head. She sucked in her cheeks and tried to go deeper. I felt, rather than saw her choke, and saw the tear that sparkled on her cheek. I stifled a groan, wanting to let her finish, although I had the deep urge to force her head further, to make her take more of me, and see more of those delicate sub tears. Oh Eneh, what as delight you are.
