“What the fuck is the problem? When we talked about this, you said you like cock. Now… what? You look like a virgin nun, and honestly, at least a virgin nun would be able to get him off, as fucked up as that reality is? What the fuck, Pet?!?”
Stephanie is showing her frustration, which is not in her nature in any capacity. She is not happy for sure and does not enjoy looking bad on subject of another, least of all with Big Daddy. She has been trying to get him to cum and he keep looking over to Stephanie to solve the problem. Jordan knew she wasn’t performing up to her expectations and began to internalize and panic.
Panic makes for an awful blowjob.
Jordan’s Disney/Pixar doe eyes are filled with tears. Being butt ass naked, sobbing enough to make her tits bounce, and eyes like a racoon, it does make a sort of hot mess. Stephanie looks at her for a moment in a seedy light.
“Ok, first, pull yourself together. Not even joking, let’s be real, this is not good.Be honest with me right now, is this something you want?” Stephanie can see her draw the breath to push out a fast answer and stops her in her tracks by putting her own hand over the pet’s mouth. “No, think before you answer this time… Seriously. Is this what you want or not?”
The tears begin to well in Jordan’s Disney/Pixar doe eyes again. Stephanie’s shoulders slump. Jordans head drops to continue singing and jiggling.
“Jordan, my beautiful Pet. We need a solution here. Am I going back in there to finish your job, or are you?” Stephanie can see the sobs slowing down, but her eyes are still drawn to the flesh. She reaches over to cares Jordans left breast and lightly run the back of her hand graze the soft nipple to tighten it.
Jordan throws her head back, eyes closed. She slowly opens them to see the light on the ceiling, admiring the fixture for a moment. Ceiling fixtures get too little credit, and this black marble fixture was elegant and particularly special.Jordan lingers in this pose for a moment or two before bringing her head back down to Stephanie. One very deep breath enters and leaves her body, heaving her breast into Steph’s hand. Steph spreads her fingers to allow the nipple in between them, then she tightens on it for a pull. Their eyes lock into each other.
“I want this.” Jordan’s Disney/Pixar doe eyes have transformed to an intense look. Jordan seems to have a switch.
“What do you want?” Stephanie asks.
“Cum.” Simple and quick. Steph offers a look of ‘are you sure’. “No, I apologize, Master.” Jordan stands straight as a pin, staring straight forward. “I want to be ‘Pet’”.
“Good girl. Right answers.” Stephanie needed her to get fully back in the role. “On your knees, Pet.” Jordan dropped to her knees, sits on her hands, puts her head back and sticks her tongue out. “Good girl. This time, you don’t go back in there until you are covered in discipline. “Go.”
Jordan leans forward tongue first to get to her price. Stephanie only obliges enough to turn her right knee outward to allow easier access. Within minutes, Stephanie was streaming her discipline straight into her Pet’s mouth. Thinking that was not enough, Steph stays in place, half petting halt reigning her head using fists of hair, and goes for a second orgasm that she squirts all over her human sex toy like a dog marking her territory.
Jordan, dripping from her nose, as well as her elbows, hair, and ears, wears the liquid like a badge of pride. The look in her eyes has changed. Feeling the warm liquid on her body triggers something from deep within her. She looks up at the pussy standing in front of her and longs for it.
Stephanie extends her index finger under her Pet’s chin and lifts it up, bringing her to her feet and face to face. “Good. I see her now. No more fucking around, got it?” Eyes locked in looking straight ahead, the Pet nods. “Turn around, touch your toes, ass in the air.” The Pet complies, gainingher ten very hard, sharp smacks over both ass cheats.
The Pet has learned by now to not move until directed to, so she remains in the position. The soft hand rubs the closer chef, allowing her finger to roam and explore. The middle digit rubs up and down the length of her folds teasing entry, but mostly to better share the mood.
“I don’t care how deep you need to get into your soul. Find the daddy who neglected you. Find the football player who diddled you. Remember the filthy thought that made you orgasm rubbing up against a pillow. I don’t care what made you cum before you became my Pet. I need you to find that dirty thought, turn on your slut, and go in there and be his whore. If this takes you more than five minutes to turn him on, get him hard, be whatever he needs to be, and swallow every drop.. WITHOUT MY HELP…”
The Pet nods.
“No, wait. Don’t swallow, tell him with your mouth full that you need to deliver his load to me fully intact, not one drop shy of topped off.”
The Pet nods.
“GO!!!” Stephanie screams, followed by a long arm swing.. SMAAAACK!!!
The Pet hoped into step as she curried off. The ass was made to curry…
Entering the bedroom again the lights were low, and the naked man seemed to have dozed off. She knew that she was getting this out of him even if he was wrapped in an astronaut’s suit, locked in a safe, buried under a dragon’s lair… within a volcano…. This couldn’t be so tough.
In her Pet Training, she learned from Stephanie that slow and sloppy is always a winner for a starter, so she thought she would start there and see what happened. She pulled the sheet back, put her face on, and sidled up to him in bed.
His cock was for lack of a better term, pretty. It is longer than most, thick and manly in the shake with a large, purple mushroom head. Even it its natural, unaroused state, that shit was just pretty.
Using her nails to glide over his torso, letting him know she was there, she glided a light touch down his stomach to grab his tool with a firm grip. Holding it within her grap, she leans in to lick and suck on the head, drooling as much as she could as she goes.
Time was essential and she knew she was being watched. Jordan had no choice but to make this happen fast. Feeling him shifting underneath leads to his hips pushing forward some. Jordan takes that as the invitation into her throat, so she enables it, taking the opportunity on her next downward move to fully engulf him to the hilt. She had been practicing on her dildo and had mastered the art of taking it into her throat while simultaneously sticking her tongue out to wag whatever it can reach. This becomes increasingly more difficult as the blood flows. Her training is paying off.
Diving down for a good choke, she holds it longer than she should. As she was about to retreat and pull off, his hand reached down, holding her head steady.
“If you can get that tonguess out, you can also breathe through your nose. Allow it.” She relaxes her anxiety and finds the muscle allowing her to breathe out of her nose as he took control of the process. Of course he allowed her to breathe, and of course, he still fucked her face.
“Good. Better. Drool if you need to. Use it with your hand. Never forget the balls.”
The Pet’s Pet complies.
The Big Daddy reaches down with his other hand to grab the other side of her head, adding a more aggressive and deliberate pumping motion to his hips. He fucks her throat without care or question. She is a sloppy mess.
Jordan the debtante is now wearing the costume of ‘Pet’, snot running from her nose and saliva covering her everything else, she has fully given into the moment, being used as needed. Focused on her work, additional hands run on her body. She is positioned on all fours. Her wet ass is smoked again, leading to a soft whimper each time.
“Don’t you dare bite down on that. Understood?” Stephanie’s head goes for the clip. Her Pet whimpers again. Fingers spreading her lips apart, bringing her cliporis out further for attention.
“AHHHHnmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…” is all she can cry.
While Big Daddy takes control of Pet’s Pets head, Stephanie is now also having her way with her Pet’s pussy, face deep, lapping for all she is worth. Jordan’s climax is charging fast, and she has submitted to a generic fuck toy, being whatever is needed of her.
“This ass, Big Daddy. This ass is just killing me.” SMACK (muffled whimper) SMACK (puppy yelps)!!!”
“Is she good with the pussy?” He asked as though the toy was inanimate or not physically present.
Lifting her head up with a happy surprised look, “Yes, actually. She only needed some experience and encouragement.”
Grabbing two large handsfuls of hair and lifting up, drool falls down from her mouth. He turns her head to face him.
“Pet tells me that your test was Fabrizio? In your own words, bonuspoints for slutty descriptors, tell me what happened.” Steph, with face glazed over like a donut, sits back and fingers herself, enjoying the change in show. Big Daddy keeps Pet’s Pet on all fours as he repositions. “Go on…”
She stays in position on her hands and knees as he moves behind her body, she remembers back to that important night. SMACK!!! Ok, his hands were bigger, harder and stronger, that was a wakeup call.
The Pet is motivated to provide words. “Ahhh. Uhhmm… Wine. Dinner. Stephanie was beautiful. I was wet. She made me…”
“SHE MADE YOU?!?!?” SMACK!!! Interrupted and showed her mistake, she retreads….
Her face wearing a wince, ass as red as an apple, she thinks back to continue… “Correct, I apologize, Big Daddy.” She Feels his thick cock enter her from behind. She holds the moment to adjust to the large size. “ooohh. Ok… I was wet. I was so excited. She is beautiful…”
Off, somewhere in the distance, her master screams out in anorgasm… She can smell it now. She can now hear the wetness, the hand smacking, the subtle moaning.
A hand returns to the fist of matted hair on the side of her head like a bridle. The fucking intensifies. “ahhh ahhh ahhuummm…. Wine cellar. She kissed me. So, so soooooooOOOOhhhhhh…”
The Pet orgasms. The mood increases.
“She huh huh, she told me how you trained her.” Barely holding it together, she does her best to continue and get to the point of her story. Currently, she doesn’t think she is going to make it, so she focuses on not orgasming, to allow herself to her Master.
“Later… You called…. Huh huh huh huh…. Houston…. We were alone. ” SMACK SMACK SMACK!!! “Yes SIR! Uh huh huh… After my first test.. I had to go to Fabrizios and send photos….”
Now, being turned on more than expected seeing this fuck toy giving herself, and then relive the story of her quickening. His cock swells and his hands move to her hips to pound harder,looking back up to see his beautiful bride facing him, her pet licking her pussy. Steph picks up on this and pulls up her Pet’s head.
Stephs hand returns to where Jordans face just was, working her cliporis hard, smacking to get full sensing reads. “Go ahead, Pet. Tell Big Daddy what you did, you fucking slut…”
“Naked….. door…” She broke character to let out a guffaw of a laugh, she looks over to Steph. “I’m telling you, he was so shy. It was cute. He wanted to protect me.” The fucking increased again to cause Jordan a loud cry. “Naked… knees… Sucked him dry…” The grip on her hips was welded metal on metal as he pumped her hard.
Stephanie, eyes wide, watching in awe. “And then????”
“Heeheeehheee fuuuhuuuhuucked meeee….”
“You better open wide and get ready for a big one.” Stephanie tells her face to face. “Get on the floor and suck that clean. You still owe me.”
The Pet complies.
Jordan gets down low and pulls on the mushroomom head with her mouth and pumps the shake for all she can. Stephanie looks at Big Daddy, eager and proud. “I called him the next day to ask him if his payment was good. He was so happy. He told me after she blew him that her naked ass walking around got him hard again. He took her right there and bent her over the chair, filled her mouth up again. Now cum in this slut’s mouth for me, Big Daddy.”
He does.
She struggles to take it all. The first stream was slightly bitter, and the second stream was volumeous. By the time he was done, she had to go back to her newly learned breathing techniques to hold it in place. Knowing that she felt confident in her handling the entire thing and under control, she turned to present herself to her mistress.
“Good girl. Don’t swallow it… yet. Get into the shower. Don’t turn on the water. Drool it all over you. I’ll be there in a moment. When I get there, I want to see how pretty you look. Go…”
Butts curry accordingly.
Once in the shower, Jordan began to feel the chill of a naked, wet body, standing on a cold marble floor. She thinks to herself, ‘What the fuck does ‘pretty’ mean?’. Drooling the mouthful to fill her cupped hands means she can either hold the surplus or dispose of it. Doubting this effort was made to simply dispose of the extra, she decided to hold it where it was.
Being ‘pretty’ seemed important. She was sent in Here alone to accomplish something. What was that? The only answer Jordan could solve…. Wear it. By wearing it, Jordan is owning it. She takes the first handful and pushes her face into it and then it down her head. Spitting the second half into her hands, she quickly gets the rest on her head, in her hair, dripping down her body.
Covered in sweat, male cum, female squirt, and literally nothing else, she finally realized the lesson being offered to her.
Swim in it or get the fuck out of the way.
She embraced the challenge like she did the others. Why not just wash my hair in it, bathe in it, it was essential to this specific role.
Off, in the distance, she hears the echo of a single clapper in a large marble bathroom. Stephanie, watching the process as she leans on the door jamb, pulls her head back out of the room to yell over at Big Daddy. “See, told you. She wants to swim in it. Daddy, we have ourselves a ‘Pet’. And don’t worry, more Extensive training is on the calendar. That reminds me, we’re taking off for Paris next week. I want to show Jordan the flowers blooming, while we train more there for a bit.”
Then Stephanie turns back to her toy, “Good job, now clean up and sleep on the floor by the bed when you’re dry. I’m sure you will be needed again later…”
She was.
“I don’t know. She just doesn’t seem into it. I won’t force this on her. If she wants this, she shouldn’t need to be nudged… and I cannot stand those racoon eyes….” Stephanie listens innovatively, even if she can’t hold back the laughhing at the silliness of Ben dealing with a critic. He continued, “she cries… I’ve never dealt with a critic. Not to be insensitive, but that is a big ‘ol mood kill. “
His head is back, and eyes closed, talking his thoughts out loud while he and Stephanie enjoy the warmth of their hot tub. She had thoughts and opinions and decided it would be best to let him have his little rant. It was late now, and they were oversoaked. Stephanie slowly stood in her place, allowing the water to gravitate off her naked body. Ben is triggered by the sound, so he lifts his head to watch her move as though it was the first time. Her beauty is only dwarfed by her beauty dripping wet. The woman was perfect.
“I understand, Big Daddy. Would you like me to end training?” Steph asks placating, knowing he isn’t About to give up yet. She sat back on the edge of the hot tub, where the steam floated off her shoulders and back. Lifting one leg over the edge, then the other, she grabs two towels, wrappingherself in the first, while he follows her out of the tub grabbing the other.
“She is a critic. Yes, I know the ass is awesome. I see how red it is before you bring her to me, so I assume your training is progressing nicely.” They cover the tub and walk inside together.
“She is a critic, but that’s because I think she is still afraid of you. She said she loved cock, and she has absolutely taken to pleasure me. Damn, that girl can lick for days, and I refuse to believe that is all for me. She loves it. She also loves the training, I see that. She is exactly what I needed in almost every way. I think she gets in her head when she sees how easy you get off for me, and how easy she gets me off, but her getting you off gets in her head. Literally… I mean, not literally… I mean, anxiety, not blowjob.”
Smiling back over her shoulder as they walk up the stairs. Her towel is moved to wrapping her hair, leaving her a step or two ahead of Ben, who is trying to pay attention to her words AND her ass.
“Ok, don’t tell her we spoke, or it will just make it worse again. We will progress with the training. But know, we do have to figure this out.”
They entered the bedroom to find the Pet on her knees, on the floor, next to the bed, just as her Master had instructed. Ben grabs Steph’s wrist to silently communicate that he was taking the lead here.
“Pet.”
“Yes, Big Daddy.” She answers staring straight ahead.
“Today’s lesson is simple. I am your truth detector. If I think you are not being honest here, punishments will ensure. Is this clear? There are no right answers. There are no wrong answers. There is only honesty. Even if I happen to be incorrect and assume wrong, it is irrelevant, it is only about what I believe you are telling the truth.” Jordans eyes turn to peer at Big Daddy, her head remaining perfectly still. “Are we clear?”
“Yes, Big Daddy.” She answers staring straight ahead.
“Good. Pet, naked on the bed, now.”Stephanie jumps to accommodate as quickly as possible. “Perfect. On your back, head to me leaning over the edge.” Stephanie moves into her position.
“Pet’s Pet. Please stand.” Jordan stands in place, completely naked. “Now. First lesson. You need to fucking relax.” Jordans eyes steel towards her Master, then quickly back to straight ahead when she realizes her reaction. “Sit on her face.”
Her eyes turn to Big Daddy, then back to Stephanie, seemingly unsure of what to do. Steph taking her free use rights was one thing, outwardly sitting on her face seems like a huge overstep.
“What the fuck are you looking at her for? Pet, get the paddle, then return to position, Pet’s Pet, bend over and touch your toes.” The Pet obliges and prepares herself. “That was a question?!?” SMACK SMACK… one for each chef.
Holding back her pain, and yes, he was making sure she knew it was a punishment, she forces the words from her mouth. “Uhhm. Sir, I looked at her because I don’t sit on her face.” SMACK SMACK… one for each chef.
“Technically, you didn’t sit on her face because you looked at her…. Is that more accurate?” He walks around her, circled his prey. Looking over to Stephanie, her head in place, waiting for her meal.
“Sir, yes. It is more accurate. She has licked me before, but as the aggressor only. She… uhm.. she just uses me as she needs.”
“Good answer. Now, sit on her face.” Jordan stands up straight and backs up onto Stephanie’s face. Stephanie does love pussy and is happy to go to town, knowing how much Big Daddy will enjoy that show. The Pet’s knees begin to weaken, so she lowers her arm to her tight for stability.
“Question 1…” He stalls to ensure she is well on the road to an orgasm to drag it out. “When we brought you on, you told your Master that you love cock. Is this accurate?”
“Sir, yes. I had a lesbian experience and didn’t hate it but was never drawn towards women. Aye yuh huh…. I had some boyfriends, uh uh huh huh huh huh hhmmnn, like five… I love cock.” Stephanies hands grab her tights to bring her closer, intensifying her actions. The Pets adds support with a second hand on her tights. It is becoming increasingly difficult to keep herself standing. Ben squats in front of Stephanie beside the bed for a closer look. Ben stands again and gropes her breasts, ending on a pull on each nipple.
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