Alone on Spring Break a Shy Nervous Male University Student Loses Both His Virginity and Awakens a Need for Female Sexual Domination – Part Two

Part Two

It had been two days since that incredible magical night and I’d been walking on a cloud of air. I’d gone back to my room that night as if in a dream – no longer a virgin, the girl of my dreams and the promise of more sex to come.

What more could a guy want I’d thought. But each time I’d knocked on her door there’d been no reply and I was sure she’d left the university – probably regretting our sexual encounter and getting the hell away from me.

As the evening of day three arrived I was a depressed wreck and alone in my room and not even studying took my mind off all that had happened. Sex I’d decided was awesome – amazing absolutely fucking great. And I wanted more – much much more.

I’d also been intrigued by her mantra of ‘this time the pleasure is yours – next time it will be all mine’ and I’d begun singing it to myself almost to remind me of the pleasure I had indeed had.

My mobile phone buzzed – probably spam I’d thought – and absentmindedly looked at the message:

 ‘MY ROOM NOW WEARING JUST UNDERWEAR – AND NOT HARD – OR THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENSES – MISTRESS’

Yes! I’d shouted and punched the air. Quickly stripping off I sprayed deodorant in all the right places – gargled with mouth wash and was tapping on her door.

‘Enter on your knees’ she shouted and giggling I crawled in on all fours.

She was stood before me in skin tight black leather trousers and matching shirt unbuttoned and showing off a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. My mind wandered to how long I’d sucked on her nipples that first night and I felt my cock hardening.

I heard the swish then a moment of quiet before the stinging in my right shoulder hit. I made to stand up as another swish and stinging sensation flashed against my back.

‘I said not hard – now apologize.’ She barked.

‘I don’t – er – I…’ I stammered –

She swished what I could now see was a cane again this time catching my upraised arm and I hugged myself wondering what the hell was going on here.

But one thing was certain my cock once as hard as steel had now begun to droop alarmingly as I felt the rush from it and to the new red raw welts on my back and arm.

‘I’m sorry.’ I said and heard the swish and felt the pain against my thigh as the cane flashed down on it’s terrible arc.

‘How do you address me virgin boy..? she shouted and I felt spittle against the side of my face.

Lowering my eyes my body sagged.

‘I’m sorry mistress – sorry I was hard.’

I flinched as I heard the swish – but this time it missed by a whisper and strangely I felt deprived. The stinging sensation sharp and painful for a split second was actually awakening something in me. Something I didn’t know – but I wanted more of it.

‘Now for the consequences of your wilful disregard of my instructions.’ She said and I heard the cupboard opening.

‘Put this on.’

She threw me an oversized white bra and ridiculously short plaid skirt and to top it off  a long blonde wig. I was amazed and my look must have tipped her off because she raised the cane menacingly.

‘Put them on now’ she hissed.

Now standing there and feeling slightly silly I looked at her imploringly – but she just sneered and threw a pair of muddy running shoes at me. Catching them I looked even more puzzled.

‘Clean them – with your tongue’ she said and sat on the bed watching me all the while the cane swinging to and fro.

I have no idea why or how I did it – but lick those shoes clean I did and despite the disgusting taste. All the while she eyed me curiously – the cane never far from my face.

After what seemed an age she tapped my head with the cane and told me to stop. She eyed the shoes curiously and threw them under the bed.

‘Underwear off and do NOT get hard.’ She barked.

I did as I was told adding a ‘Yes mistress’ and receiving a sharp strike across my bare buttocks.

‘Speak only when told to’ she said and motioned to the built in cupboard. I could see the door was opened and above the door jamb were two hooks.

She produced two sets of handcuffs and applied one to each wrist with the other secured into the hooks.  I saw the hood in her hands and then complete darkness – it was almost a comfort.

I closed my eyes and waited – wondering and hoping for at least one slap of the cane – I craved it needed it and why I had no idea.

I stayed there for what seemed an eternity until her voice cut through the silence.

‘Do not move – do not get hard – do you understand..?

‘Yes mistress’ I said my voice muffled under the hood.

I felt her hands on my balls and something cold and tight slipped over my cock and snap into place.

I heard her sit back on the bed.

‘I want you hard’ she said

I willed my cock to become rigid but despite my urgings it hung limp like a dead thing.

‘I said,’ I heard her standing up ‘I want you hard and NOW!!!’

I felt the searing pain as the cane flashed across my thighs and as if in honour of the agony my cock magically began to twitch.

‘You’re learning fast virgin boy’ she snorted and I heard her sit back down on the bed.

As my cock grew I felt it pressing against the sides of something cold and hard. I felt a slight panic as it grew even harder but with nowhere to go it pressed painfully against the sides of whatever it was gripping my dick.

I began to panic and my body trembled.

‘Sissy.’ She spat and I felt my cock and scrotum jerked away from me hard making my eyes water and panic even more.

Suddenly she was on her feet and whipped the hood off my head. My eyes blinking to adjust to the light I watched as she sat back on the bed.

She was completely naked and was holding what appeared to be a dogs leash in one hand and in the other held a huge black rubber dildo – the tip appeared to twinkle and my fuddled brain realised it was pussy juice.

As my eyes focused I followed the length of the leash right to the tip of my cock which was encased in what looked like a plastic beaker fitting perfectly – with little room to manoeuvre. My penis despite its encasement throbbed and the pain intensified.

‘A cock block’ she said smiling and gently tugging on the leash ‘even if I allowed you to fuck me – you couldn’t with that thing on – it’s for your own good – call it your own chastity belt.’

She giggled and approached me.

Strung up and with my cock suffocating I felt the rubber dildo entering my mouth. The mix of pussy juice and silicone made for a heady taste and I gagged violently.

She pinched my nipple hard with her free had and squeezed until the gag turned to a scream.

‘Not a sound – not a single sound’ she breathed in my ear.

Removing the dildo now covered in my spittle she sat back on the bed and raised her legs letting me see every single inch of her wide open perfectly pink wet pussy. Closing her eyes she eased the impossible large dido against her vulva and let it slide in gently.

As he rocked backwards and forwards she tugged the dog lead harder and harder and the pain in my balls and penis grew. It was a white hot lightening pain that broke and turned into a beautiful dull ache that made my knees sag.

I stared at her as she rhythmically rammed the dildo home her eyes closed and her bottom lip moving in some silent plea.

As she reached orgasm she yanked on the leash hard and I thought my balls were going to be ripped away from my body. The pain surged over me but I felt an orgasm brewing – but like a flood hitting a barrier it had nowhere to go and raged along the length of my shaft before settling back in my ball sack.

The pain was immense – but delicious and my body shuddered in a dry orgasm.

I felt a slap across my face which brought me out of my ecstatic trance.

‘Not one drop or pay the consequences.’ She said holding a tiny key in my face.

I watched as she swiftly removed the tortuous device from my genitals and held the plastic contraption against the light.

Apart from the tiny amount of condensation and a coupe of pubic hairs – there was no cum and I felt relieved.

‘You really are a fast learner virgin boy’ she said tossing the cock contraption aside.

My penis shrivelled to a quarter of its size and my balls tried desperately to raise themselves deep inside my body. My shoulders were on fire from being bound and I desperately needed to lie down.

‘What are you studying..’ she asked breezily as she unhooked each of the handcuffs.

I muttered something about English Literature and she shrugged as she led me to the bed and motioning me to lay face down she fastened me to the headboard.

‘I’m doing Biology’ she said almost normally ‘so I understand what the human body can take.’

I felt silk scarves on each ankle as she deftly tied each one to the bed posts and lying there spread eagled I was at her mercy.

I saw her pussy appear in my eye line and she crouched into view.

She was holding a saucer and offered it me

‘Drink virgin boy’ she said

As soon as my tongue touched it I knew what it was – after all every man at some time or another has tasted his own spunk (surely?). I moved my face away in disgust but her hand made sure I buried my face in the sticky foul smelling goo.

‘I’ve been saving this for somebody special’ she said as I lapped and gagged.

Satisfied she moved away and I spat the foul substance on to the pillow. Her hand slapped my buttocks hard

‘Did I tell you to spit virgin boy?’

‘No mistress’ I said burying my face in the pillow as I felt the huge black rubber dildo begin to probe my tight as a drum anus.

‘Now there will be consequences’ she breathed and I felt the searing pain begin.

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