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E032: Pearl Fifteen

Tags: dom, sub, romance, control,

Emma and her Professor continue on with her enlightenment

Friday morning at the college with his colleagues, Donald is called to task on his most recent research and his not reporting more on how it is going with Subject Z.  He assures them that even yesterday he brought his notes up to date.  But they persist in knowing why they have not seen any results, two weeks into the experiment.

Hearing Emma referred to as that pulls at Donald, though he keeps his composure. He explains about the first week’s need for separation to prepare the subject for what was to come.  His colleagues are in awe over his brief explanation of depriving Subject Z of any further stimulation for seven days and the effects on her.

When he mentions that she has just completed the fourteenth level, not mentioning Emma’s pearl rewards for each, they are amazed and beg to soon be able to read his report of his findings.  When he mentions that he has found primary proof of hereditary trends to a sexual leaning he could almost see them drooling.

But he tells them that they must wait until he has fully investigated this part and the subject completes all levels of the program planned out for her.

Deep inside Donald does feel a little guilty about putting Emma on display in this way, but his overall yearning for attention, praise and adulation, which is always readily given to him, has made him somewhat of a conceited, arrogant and egotistical male.  The success of his book has only added to this level of vanity.  So, when his colleagues fawn over him and his every word like this, he lets it go to his head, swelling it out of proportion.

This adulation carries him through the day and makes him think about the next levels which he must take Emma to.  He plans out the next week of events, smiling as he does.  Seeming to forget the splendor he felt last night with her.

But, with the plans ahead in place, as he drives home, he is awash with the memories of last night, and how Emma had enthusiastically tried everything new he suggested, and even took the lead too.  Her ability to amaze and make him cum over and over astonishes him.  In this last week, he has cum more than he had ever done in years and so many times in one day.

No, Emma is much more than just his Subject Z.  And he begins to have second thoughts about what he plans for her.  But then realizes she will relish in each if she is all that he thinks she is.

 

oOo

 

At Donald’s house, Emma goes to her room and unpacks the suitcase, leaving the wonderful book from yesterday on the coffee table.  She does scan through it a bit more, getting wetter and wetter with each new position she sees for them to try.  The scissor looks like something she would like to try very soon.

Her phone pings and she sees a message from Donald telling her to get completely undressed and be on her spot in the living room at four o’clock.  She has five minutes to comply and quickly prepares herself and is on her mark in the living room.  Shivering a little in the cool breezes which flows over her.

Moments later the Professor, naked, walks into the room and up in front of her.  She moves her hand from behind her neck and holds out the fourteenth pearl to him.  Shaking his head, understanding, he undoes her necklace and they go through the ritual of her receiving it.  Her necklace is now over half full it seems.

Donald allows this interruption to the beginning of today’s lesson as it pleases him to know she needs him to place each pearl on her.

Then, standing near to her, but not so close that their bodies touch, he begins to lightly run his fingers up and now her arms, back and forth over her back, over her breasts, just fluttering against her nipples, down her legs and back up again. 

The soft touch begins waves to flow through Emma again.  Her body trembles with the lust building now in her.

Donald steps away and comes back with a vibrator in his hand.  His other hand motions her to spread her legs wide.  She does as commanded.  After lightly running a finger up and down her dripping slit to bring juices to lubricate her clit, he turns the vibrator on low to start and touches it against the begging button of her clit.

Emma moans in desire.  The feelings are wafting over her bringing her closer and closer to climax.  But before she reaches it Donald pulls the vibrator away from her making her moan in anguish.  He walks away from her leaving her to stand this way. 

A few minutes later he comes back with a glass of scotch on the rocks in his hand.  He lifts it to her lips for a small sip, then drinks more of it himself. 

The vibrator is back between her lower lips, on a higher speed now, and again she builds and builds and is at the summit when again he pulls it away.  She almost weeps in frustration this time.

Again, and again Donald does this to her over the next hour.  Bringing her to almost the culmination but stealing it from her before she crashes over.  By then she is getting weak in the knees and almost tipping over.

Only then he turns her and hand on her ass directs her to the glass coffee table in the living room.  He has her lie on her back, the coolness of the glass making her gasp.  He raises her arms above her head and has her hold on to both sides of the table.  He places a small pillow under her head and then spreads her legs, so they are on each side of the table now.  Her lower lips and slit so exposed, swollen and red that they are.  She is like a frog ready for Donald to dissect.

He smiles down at her as he begins to run a peacock feather over her body making her squirm in delight from the feel of the softness gently tickling over her.  Emma feels the juices flowing out of her run down her crack and thighs.  Some just pooling around her back hole.  The wetness against her is somewhat annoying but the gentle breeze which floats over her cools her.

Again, the vibrator comes out and begins to taunt her again and again.  She moans in vexation as again she is so close, but it is grabbed from her reach.

Donald does stroke her hair a little and tells her she is doing very well.  This pleases her to know but does not diminishes the rising lust and need driving her now.  He goes on and on this way for another hour.  It is past six o’clock now, she has tears running down her face, she is so sore and swollen between her legs, she is exasperated beyond any plane she has ever felt before, and her stomach is growling.

Donald brings her so close one more time, knowing she has probably handled all she can today.  He is flabbergasted about how much she has endured, with hardly a whimper.  No one has ever lasted this long without screaming for him to stop.  Her endurance and willingness to accept whatever he delivers to her makes him weak realizing the dominance he has over her.

He helps her up and holds her on his lap on the couch.  Tears are flowing down her cheeks now knowing she has been released.  He strokes her head, neck and back.  Dries her tears, kisses her eyes, and lift the glass for her to drink some more as she calms herself.

When she is composed, he unhooks her necklace and she feels the fifteenth pearl being added.  She smiles through her tears at him and kisses him softly.

Donald asks her what that all felt like for her, and she stumbles over her words as she tries to explain the feeling of being so close, and how while not peaking it was so wonderful, but how draining it felt when the so close reward was snatched from her.  She finishes by stammering and amazing herself as she says it.

“In a way it was euphoric, being so close, so many times, it was almost like I had cum each time, but the denial of that final inch added to the enrapturing I felt.”

‘This woman, this gem, how did she find her way into his life?’ is all that Donald can think.  He had hardened many times while she moved towards each peak, but he denied himself the same release as he did her, so understood exactly how Emma explained it.

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