Latest Forum Posts:

Categories

Cammi
online

E010: Finally, Again

A new world opens for Emma as she finds herself blossoming under proper tutorage

The hour comes for Emma to go; she finds her panties almost saturated again.  She blushes to herself that she has done this so soon again, and after washing the panties yesterday to make sure they were fresh. 

Spending all day thinking about what is coming, she has been almost leaving a trail everywhere she walks. And then dressing as she had yesterday brought all those memories back, not to mention her anticipation of what is ahead of her. 

This new plateau of existence is almost too much for her.  These feelings and desires which have been washing over her this last week are so much for her to comprehend. 

And now she will be taken further. 

From this whole week of abandonment, something inside of her realizes that as much as she wants to feel these things again, and more, that will not be enough.  There is something nagging at the back of her mind-- her climaxing might not be what she really needs.  No, she wants to do whatever is demanded of her to serve the Professor in the way he desires to be served by her. 

This realization comes over her as she is walking to her car to leave, unnerving her so that she almost falls on the driveway in her high heels.  Luckily, grabbing the hood of her car, she steadies herself as this new insight overwhelms her. 

Could this be what his lecture was about? Is it the fact that yielding to another is the utmost pleasure? 

She is still so unsure.  She wants his touch so much.  But this little seed of an understanding will now begin to grow and grow until it is the full flower of what she could offer and need.

Shaking more than she has been for the whole afternoon in anticipation, but now with the new awareness manifold in her, she gets into her car. 

Breathing deep a few times to calm herself, she starts the car and drives to the Professor’s house.  Pulling in his drive, Emma is glad to see on her car clock that she is a few minutes early.  She likes the feel of his hand as he spanks her.  But she so wants to show she can be obedient to his commands today.  

This has to be the beginning of what she yearns for; please let it be, she hopes.

And Donald had alluded that a spanking was ahead for her today due to her touching herself and then later, squirming when she was to lie for him to view.  This sends a new shudder through her as she gets out of her car.

Emma walks carefully to the door on the high heels following the earlier almost-mishap in her drive.  She does not want to arrive at the door tripping and on her knees. 

She rings the doorbell and waits.  And waits. And waits.

It really isn’t that long, but to her, it is a millennium.  She feels the wetness between her legs, and squirms as she waits.  And after what is only three or four minutes, but in her mind forever, Donald opens the door.

Now it should be mentioned here and now, so to understand further along, Donald has been watching her since she pulled into his drive.  He has surveillance cameras on his drive and door and around his property. 

Seeing Emma so obviously nervous and yet so ready hardens him as he watches her arrival.  Aroused, he quickly relieves himself so to present himself in a controlled and in-command posture in front of her. 

Never can Emma ever suspect that she has this power over him.  Just watching or imagining her is able to make him weak.  No, that will never do, not for what this is to become between them.  So, for now, he quickly jerks himself to a climax while watching her stand nervously at his door.

Yes, this will be the dilemma between the Professor and Emma for their whole time together.  Donald is in control, or is he?  Emma could do something to him, taking him to where he would worship at her feet. 

But he is the one to be in control; she needs him to be, for her.  And he needs to be, for himself too.  Too often though, he finds himself succumbing to her charms, her naivety, her sexuality, so that he finds himself realizing that in many ways, she truly is who is in control, even if she does not realize it, yet.

For now, he composes himself and is able to play the role he has laid out for himself and Emma.  On opening the door, he just points to the marked spot in his living room.  Emma hurries to it and stands just looking ahead.  She so wants to glance--no, stare and be engrossed with the wonderful beauty of her Professor, but she dares not. 

She is dressed in the clothes he had sent her yesterday, and as he comes and stands in front of her he nods.  She comprehends immediately and begins by first unzipping the back of her dress and letting it fall to the ground, then reaching back and unhooking her bra and letting that fall from her. 

Her hands on her hips, just under the top lace of her panties, slowly slide them down to her ankles and she steps out of them, before stepping out of her high heels.  Now standing again on her spot, naked before him, the trembles that run through her give her a feeling throughout her body that she has never experienced before.

Standing before her, also feeling tremors running through his body but hoping they do not show, Donald just gazes at Emma’s body.  Yes, there are some flaws.  She might be a bit overweight, and rather pale in some areas, but with her body sheened and oiled, she has such a glow and loveliness to her. 

Donald could easily fall to his knees and devour her love box, but no, that is not how this is to play out if he wants his final, and greatest, reward.

Instead, he walks up to her, close, and brings his fingers up her inner thigh.  Hearing Emma gasp and then sigh deeply at his intimate touch, he moves to her wet, soaking, slit.  Yes, she is so primed.  She trembles at his wonderful touch, staggering as she stands, so much so that Donald realizes and places his hand on her lower back at the bottom of her spine, just above her ass cheeks, to steady her. 

She leans back into his steadying hand and moans deeply as he strokes her.  As her back arches as she stands, Donald realizes she is experiencing her first orgasm.  Emma will not know what is overtaking her yet, so Donald will be able to bring her to this point again in a better position. 

For her to do so, so quickly, without much prodding, to be to this point already...Donald smiles as he realizes the anguish Emma must have been building up during these days of her punishment.

He holds Emma steady until this new and extraordinary wave washes over her.  Then removes his finger from her slit.  If she can climax this easily from just a few strokes up and down, not even focusing on the main events, what would Emma be like when he did really pleasure her?  And now, tasting the fruits of sexual satisfaction, what would Emma be willing to do to experience this sensation once again?

Donald steps back from Emma and takes something from his pocket.  It is a gold necklace with one pearl.  He places it around Emma’s neck; it is not much more than a choker necklace, lying just below her hyoid bone. 

He speaks quietly but with a firmness in his voice, the way he always does when they are together, a voice Emma longs to hear. 

“Emma, this is your first pearl for how well you performed your lesson last week.  You will now receive a new one for each lesson you master until the necklace is full and ready to be put to use.  When that time comes, you will have finished your training and be ready.  If you fail to master a lesson, one pearl will be taken away and you will receive another time of punishment, making it longer until you graduate.” 

A new jolt goes through Emma hearing this; all that spins through her head is the graduating and being ready part.  And oh, if punishment is a time of a banishment, does this mean she will be seeing her glorious Professor much more now?  She again sways some as she lifts her fingers and caresses the necklace and pearl. 

Her look as she strokes the pearl gives Donald great satisfaction.

 

 

This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than Lushstories.com with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.

Copyright © 2018, Cammi Cutter.

This story is fiction. It is intended for adult enjoyment. All characters are over eighteen years old and the readers of these tales should be also. This work is copyright by the author and the author's permission must be requested before copying the story in whole or in part elsewhere.

To link to this sex story from your site - please use the following code:

<a href="https://www.lushstories.com/stories/bdsm/e010-finally-again.aspx">E010: Finally, Again</a>

Comments (9)

Tell us why

Please tell us why you think this story should be removed.

Reason