Friday, December 16, 2005
As Arthur becomes more secure in what he's doing, I snuggle closer to you. You look down at me and smile, "Don't worry, Slut. Your turn is coming soon." I know it will hurt like hell, but it doesn't matter. You will be touching me. It makes no difference where or how you do it, the fact that your skin is next to mine is enough.
Janice doesn't seem to be embracing this portion of her training, or at least she's putting on a good show of resisting. Arthur runs a finger between her legs as he is caressing her, and looks up at you, saying, "She's wet. She doesn't hate this, or hate me for it."
"Of course not. This is part of what she has been looking for - a way to give you the control, to make herself vulnerable and open to whatever it is you may wish for (or from) her."
Arthur continues the spanking, and after a few minutes of pseudo protest, Janice becomes calm and appears to be accepting all that is happening to her. He gives her a couple of sharp slaps on the ass, and follows by opening her with his fingers, touching and then tasting her juices. A sound, somewhere between a moan and a sigh, escapes her. She may have fought it, but she is content.
Janice doesn't seem to be embracing this portion of her training, or at least she's putting on a good show of resisting. Arthur runs a finger between her legs as he is caressing her, and looks up at you, saying, "She's wet. She doesn't hate this, or hate me for it."
"Of course not. This is part of what she has been looking for - a way to give you the control, to make herself vulnerable and open to whatever it is you may wish for (or from) her."
Arthur continues the spanking, and after a few minutes of pseudo protest, Janice becomes calm and appears to be accepting all that is happening to her. He gives her a couple of sharp slaps on the ass, and follows by opening her with his fingers, touching and then tasting her juices. A sound, somewhere between a moan and a sigh, escapes her. She may have fought it, but she is content.
