"How do you want your girl tonight, Sir?".
He ignored her question for the time being and continued to kiss her deeply. His hands grabbed her waist. He asked her
"How do you want to serve me today? Slave?".
She always hated to be in a place where she was the one to choose. She found bliss in obeying what was told to her. It made her life simple. That was her comfort zone. He knew it too well. But he liked to get her out of her zone at times.
"Whatever you have in mind, my master."
He liked role play games between them. What he wanted in his slave was creativity. He trained her to be a perfectly submissive. But he failed to bring out the creativity in her. He was slowly beginning to think that submissive as and creativity do not coexist. Many times he had asked her to plan a night with something new from her perspective. But it never happened. And he respected her limitations and ended up planning their pleasures himself.
He was a sensual lover and the outfit she wore mattered to him a lot. He wasn't a man who just did it for the sake of releasing some kind of built up tension. It was like a carefully crafted multi-course dinner for him. This was one of the reasons she admired him most. He whispered into her ear what he wanted her to wear and she kissed him and went to change.
She was a well trained girl by now who understood exactly what her master wanted without him speaking out much. She knew ways to please him and enjoyed doing that. But it wasn't always like this. She had her learning curve at the beginning. Being from a very conservative background, there weren't many opportunities for her to explore her fantasies.
He sat on his bed waiting for his slave to return and he couldn't help but reminisce about a night they spent some years ago when things were very new to her. She was at her office going about doing her work, when her cell phone chimed. It was a message from him. They hadn't met for a long time owing to a lot of reasons. She opened the message and it read:
"Hi baby what's up. What plans tonight"
She sent "nothing much"
Him: "Let's meet at my place?"
Her eyes lit up: "Sure. Will be there"
After a long gap. The phone lit up again.
"What's my girl wearing".
She had a grin on her face. "As usual. Office formals"
He says, "do you know what a blow job is?"
She: "yes you had told me about it once I remember but nothing more"
Her modest rural upbringing didn't give her much chance to explore her carnal needs. She was quite illiterate when it came to these things and was very open about her lack of knowledge. But she was willing to learn and try new things. This was something which he liked in her.
He: "what do you say? Let's try it today?".
She got a little tense: "Yes I will try if you guide me how to give one".
Things took a turn. He sent: "But before that, I want you out of your panties right now." Out of nowhere.
That commanding tone changed the whole environment around her. She blushed and her way of messaging changed even without her knowledge. "Yes sir. As you please". She ran to the ladies room and quickly came back. She started thinking about tonight and couldn't focus on her work anymore. She liked the way he controlled her from distance. As the evening approached she packed her things and left.
She came to his house. He greeted her and let her in. A hug and a passionate kiss followed. She couldn't help but notice that while they kissed he gently slid his hands to feel her panty-less ass on her formal office trousers.
"Are you confirming if I obeyed your order ?"
He stuttered, "no, not like that".
She pinched his cheek and very gently and slapped him blushing heavily.
"How can you even think of that?" she said in a high pitched voice. But her blushing pink face gave away to him that the anger was fake.
"Guilty as charged" he admitted and kissed her passionately.
She reaches her handbag and takes out her panty. And she says "I immediately went to the ladies room and removed my panty as soon as I saw your message". He picks her up and carries her to the dining table and says. "Let me make it up for you, please!"
She blushes and says "No, please, you don't have to make up for anything. I was just kidding". He insists, "Sorry, too late, I am already making it up for you". He had cooked delicious dinner for both and a candle light setup. He was a great cook. He cooked a lot of delicious recipes in restaurant style. She always longed to have the food prepared by him. After the sumptuous dinner, she insists that she be allowed to clean up. He agrees and goes to the bedroom. She comes to his room and sits beside him.
"Are you ready my girl? To try something new today?"
She was tense.
She said, "Yes my love anything for you".
He kisses her passionately and orders her to kneel down. She obeys. He asks her to open his zippers and take his cock out. She complies. He says
"I want you to suck the tip of my cock slowly". This being a first for her, she hesitantly takes his cock out, and gently kisses the tip. She is aroused by his throbbing hard shaft. He orders,
"not just kiss my slave, take it in your mouth and use your tongue".
She complies. He lets her use her hand. And she starts getting a little comfortable doing that. He says
"deeper, girl".
She obeys. She feels the hard nerves popping out of the surface of his hard cock in her soft hand. The smell of the cock and his skin in such a proximity keeps her pussy wet throughout.
He holds her head and helps her take in more deeper. He grabs a handful of her hair to get a better grip. A moan escapes from her lips.
Now she starts to get a little uncomfortable even though not even half of his length is not in her. She starts gagging a little. He pulls his cock out of her drooling mouth. And pulls her up and kisses her deeply.
She says with panting breath,
"I am sorry if I haven't done it correctly sir". He cuts her in between and says "you did a good job for the first time, slave."
She thanks him for training her.
He says "you will worship my cock more frequently and you will enjoy it more and more".
She replies "yes master, I enjoyed it a lot and I want to do it more and get better at it.". The way he used the word "worship" gave a whole new perspective to what she just did to her. She says
"Sir, can you ask you something?".
He replies: "yes pet go ahead".
She says with his cock in her hand , "the way you said it just now sounds a lot better than calling it 'blowjob' or 'sucking'. So if we are going to do this again, can we call it “worshipping” your cock instead?"
He chuckles and says "sure why not babe?". He liked the way she renamed it.
Lots of cuddling and kissing follows before they fall into deep sleep but not before he gave her a well deserved climax for her through his fingers. Thus, her training was a very gradual process which led to creating a submissive slave that he has at his disposal now.
His chain of thoughts broke when he saw her enter his room dressed in what he had ordered her. She was standing before him. He couldn't help but notice how her body had changed over time. She had put on a few pounds here and there but nothing too much. It didn't even matter to him much. What mattered to him was her submissive which only had grown exponentially. Her shapely figure, her near to perfect curves came second to her ever growing submissiveness towards him.
Slowly she is trained to serve him ...
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