Authors Notes:
This is the next chapter in the story of Reina. It is a continuation of the story and not a stand-alone.
A huge thanks to Quinn McMullen for editing this document so thoroughly. Great insights. Much appreciated.
Thank you to all who have commented and given me feedback. I have tried to incorporate your thoughts to the best of my ability.
Reina
Learning to Accept
Part 6
As I drove home from the sex shop, my mind mulled over the last hour. I just impaled myself on a bench-dildo and yelled out, “Reina owns me” for a complete stranger. Then I jerked off to climax. As if that wasn’t humiliating enough, I purchased the “Forever Pussy Whipped” lube, bench, and dildos in front of four other strangers. I willing obeyed the sexual commands of the lady with the red pony tail. She was obviously Reina’s friend, and equally stunning in her own way. My shame as she rung me up in front of other customers burned a lasting image into my brain. What the hell was I doing? What was happening to me? The miles I crossed on my way home were a blur as I tried to reconcile my new reality.
When I got home, I quickly carried my new toys to the garage where I needed to hide them. My late uncle left me a shot gun a couple years ago and Ann insisted I get a locker to keep it secured. I had the only key, so I tossed the “Dildo Stool” and its accoutrements in there and locked them safely away. Ann was due home tomorrow in the late morning, so I set about the house trying to make sure there were no remnants of the past few days’ activities: no cum stains, no out of place furniture, and nothing of Reina’s laying around. OH SHIT!! The two bags that contained the pink “Jackie” collar and the wrist cuffs were sitting neatly on the middle shelf of a bookcase in the living room. That would have been nice. Alongside family pictures, keep sakes, and a few souvenirs, would be two bags of sex toys from Reina!
I quickly gathered them up and placed them in the gun locker with the other toys and went back to the couch and sunk into it with my face in my hands. I can’t do this, I thought. I’m gonna fuck it up and Ann will find out and Reina will be pissed and I’d probably lose both in the process. I was silently panicking when the doorbell rang. I gathered myself and opened the door to find Reina’s dad, Enrique, standing there.
I choked back the panic, “Hello.”
His face had a serious look, so a part of me was preparing for him to take a swing at me, or worse. “Hi, Jack. Mind if I come in for a sec?”
“Not at all, Enrique. How’s everything?” I was standing there waiting for his response with my still lubed asshole leaking “Forever Pussy Whipped” into my butt cheeks and trying to stay composed.
“Jack, I want to tell you how thankful I am that you and Ann are allowing Reina to stay with you this summer while we move. My new promotion is a big one, and I just can’t afford to pass it up. I know it’s sudden, so I insist on paying some rent for that room. How’s $500 a month sound?”
The enormity of the sigh I released prompted Enrique to ask if I was ok, but I played it off by saying I just came from the garage where I was moving some heavy boxes. I told him we did not need the rent money, but he insisted and gave me a check. He told me in a joking fighting stance if I didn’t cash it each month, there would be hell to pay. Sweet Jesus, could this get any more awkward!? I did the polite I-give-in gesture with my hands up and assured him I would cash the checks and thanked him.
He continued, “Jack, you are a great neighbor and a good man. Listen, would it be a problem if Reina moved in right away? We are all boxes and packing tape at my place and I think she’d like to get her things out before they accidentally get scooped up in the move.”
I hesitantly replied, “Uh, sure…Enrique. That’s…no problem.”
“You sure, buddy?” He inquired, sensing my uncertainty. “I don’t want this to be a burden on you and Ann.”
I snapped out of my daze and reassured him, “No, no. It’s no problem at all. My mind is on a million things at once. I’m sorry.”
“I know the feeling!” Enrique said, gesturing over to his house next door with that are-you-kidding-me look on his face. Then he turned for the door and said, “Again, Jack, you’re the best. Can’t thank you enough” as he strode back to the whirlwind of his move.
As I closed the door behind him, I almost fell to the ground. I was practically holding my breath during the entire encounter and nearly fainted. I was relieved that my secret was still safe, but the immediacy of Reina’s move-in caught me completely off guard. I had just begged her to do it, but the reality hadn’t set in until just this moment: She was moving in right now!
I had just regained my composure when my phone buzzed with a text: “Did my little man-bitch handle that visit without fucking up?”
I stared down at the words, contemplating the enormity of the last few days’ events. “Yes, Reina. All went well.”
“Good boy. Now go clean out the closet in the guest room. I’m bringing my stuff over.”
Our guest room was seldom used, so there really wasn’t much in it. I took the few coats we kept in the closet and moved them to my bedroom. I looked around and it was pretty sparse: Bed, night stands, dresser, mirror and a chair. Reina would have plenty of room for her stuff.
I heard the front door open so I went to the living room to see Reina flopping a bunch of clothes on hangers over the back of the couch and greeted her as previously instructed, “Hello Reina, is there anything I can do for you?”
“Yes, there is.” She said. “The only reason I am bringing my stuff over here myself is so I don’t raise any suspicions having my pet do it for me. Normally, a job like this will be yours, understood?”
“Yes, Reina. I understand.”
“Now get over here and take these clothes to my room and hang them up.”
I did as I was told, and she followed me down the hall as if supervising my efforts. I glanced back and was greeted with a well-get-on-with-it look, so I proceeded and laid the clothes on the bed. As I hung each item she glanced around and surveyed the room. “This will do for now I guess” she said, as I contemplated the ‘for now’ part of her statement.
As I hung the final hanger, I turned around to see her sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me seriously. “Come here and kneel in front of me” she said. I did as instructed and knelt before her. “As my pet, you are going to be serving me and you will, from time to time, need to enter my room to accomplish tasks I set out for you. But you will never come in here unless instructed, understood?”
I shook my head in agreement as she pulled a pair of panties out of her purse. “Open up” she said as she balled them up and stuffed them into my mouth. “All the way!” She demanded as she struggled to stuff the frilly mass entirely past my lips. When she was satisfied, she patted me on the head and walked out the door saying, “Stay like that. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
I knelt there in a bit of a daze with her panties stuffed into my mouth. Ann is returning tomorrow, Reina is moving in and she apparently has no intention of taking her foot off the gas with our evolving ‘relationship.’ Is that really what this was? A relationship? Arrangement? Game? I really didn’t know. I was panicked, nervous, but also brimming with lust for this stunning young Latina goddess. I was lost in thought when she reentered the…her…room with her next box.
“Get up and take your shirt off.” I stood, relieved to take the load off my knees, and removed my shirt as she fiddled with a tube of lip stick. “Stand still, pet. Let’s make sure you know this is real before Ann gets back tomorrow. I don’t want any BS change of heart when you see her.” With that she stepped forward and began drawing on my chest with the lip stick. I felt like an idiot, but there was my cock, springing to life at her touch like a puppy in a treat factory. God I wanted her. I needed her…and her humiliations.
When she finished, she stepped back to admire her work with a simple nod as she capped her lip stick and grabbed her phone. “Don’t smile. Just stand there like the helpless horny addict you are.” I stood there, ashamed and embarrassingly turned on as she snapped a couple pictures with her phone and showed them to me. She had written, “Reina’s Bitch” on my chest in red lip stick and my panty stuffed mouth and wide eyes confirmed it.
“Take the clothes from this box and put them in the dresser drawers neatly. I’ll be back with more in a little bit. Leave my panties in your mouth.” Once again she left for another box and I placed her things into the dresser drawers with my shirt off and “Reina’s Bitch” written on my chest in red lip stick. And yes, her panties remained shoved all the way into my mouth. I finished the task and stood there stupidly — a pathetic waste of a man in my own home –with a raging hard-on! I was beginning to panic, wondering what the hell I would do if Enrique came back over or if anyone else stopped by. This was definitely a situation that could potentially expose our secret “arrangement” and I was running options through my mind when I heard the front door again and my heart skipped a beat.
It was Reina, thank God. She sauntered in with her next box filled to the top with books and school materials and set it on the floor next to me. “Take your pants off, Jack.” I obliged, and was soon standing there naked in front of her. She grabbed my shoulders and spun me around so my naked ass was facing her. “Now say, ‘Whatever Reina Wants’ as I draw back here.”
I mumbled with my mouth full of her delicious panties, “Wha-evuh Reinuh Wans” over and over as I felt her drawing on my ass with her lip stick. When she was done, she took a picture and showed it to me. She had drawn a target of concentric rings with my asshole as the bullseye. As my eyes widened, she whispered, “Don’t worry. I have excellent aim. Now organize my things on the desk. I’ll be right back.
My cock had sprung to life, and as ridiculous as it seems, I was red hot with lust. Ann was coming home in less than 24 hours, but I was lost in the whims of my Latina goddess: Doing her bidding without hesitation and suffering her humiliations with the last shred of my dignity torn away. As I set the last of her school things in place, I heard the front door swing open and footsteps coming my way. Again I froze with fear. And again I was relieved as Reina entered the room. Whatever she had done to me was taking hold. I was completely humiliated by her and I was actually relieved by her presence. I stood there in shame, waiting for my next instruction, desperately hoping it would be sexual in nature.
She placed another box of odds and ends on the bed and said, “I have to admit, Jack. I didn’t see this coming. I was going to just fuck with you a little, but when you degrade yourself for me…well…I like it. And I want more of it. I can’t explain it, but I can tell you like it too, so here we are. I’ll be making the decisions and you will follow me all the way down the rabbit hole, won’t you? “I nodded eagerly sensing the moment was about to turn sexual in some way. “I will be training you to please me sexually. You will be at my beck and call to comply with all my sexual needs. And just so you know, I’m a bit of a nympho!” She giggled as she said the last word. “But I want you to always remember that in this relationship, it’s all about me.”
There it was, the word, ‘Relationship.’ I was as excited as I was panicked, but I was all in. Panties stuffed in my mouth, “Reina’s Bitch” on my bare chest, and a lipstick target drawn on my ass. She was obviously aroused and somehow I felt proud of myself for accomplishing something. I nodded my head in understanding as she walked over to me and told me to kneel again. She grabbed two old-school wooden clothes pins from the box and stared into my eyes with a devilish lust I had not seen before. “Let’s see how far you will go for me, Jack. Now, if ever the pain is too much for you, just say so. Otherwise, I expect you to endure it for my pleasure. You need to trust me that I don’t want to cause you any harm, but I do like to see you suffer. It’s kind of a turn on.”
I was so hard I couldn’t take it. Pre-cum was leaking from the tip of my dick and it hadn’t even been touched. As she leaned in closely, I was trying to steel myself for the pain she was going to cause me. Then she whispered into my ear with her gorgeous and ample boobs pushing into my chest. “Ask me to do this to you. I don’t want to feel guilty. I want you to beg me to do it to you.” I mumbled hesitantly through the panties in my mouth, “Pwease hurt me, Reinuh.” As the words hit her ears, her eyes lit up like a sex demon from hell and an evil, but pleased-looking, grin spread across her face.
“Fuck yeah,” she whispered as she began breathing more heavily. She glanced down at my chest then back into my eyes as she ran the first clothes pin up my stomach and attached it to my nipple. I winced, and she drew in her breath as if in shock that I was actually going along with this. Then the evil smile returned as she breathed even heavier and attached the second clothes pin to my other nipple. The pain was searing. It was probably about a 7 out of 10, with ten being the point I could not take it anymore. I gritted my teeth and began trying to endure it as long as I could. I was determined to bear it in order to make her happy in anticipation of a reward.
Reina’s voice quivered, “Oh my fucking god!” She began rubbing her mound with one hand. “She said this was possible, but I didn’t believe her. Look at you, Jack. Fucking kneeling there suffering for me.” She muttered through labored breaths, “Oh my god, this is really happening!”
Her voice weakened into a breathy combination of disbelief and arousal. She stood in front of me and her waist was about even with my eyes as she slowly stuck a hand down the front of her leggings. She began teasing herself and moving her fingers continuously more vigorously as I just knelt there and watched in agony wondering who this ‘she‘ was. My face was grimacing in pain as her pace quickened and her breathing became more labored. First a little moan, then vocally sighing with each tantalizing lap her fingers made. “Holy shit look at you, Jack. You’re fucking losing it, aren’t you? You’re totally lost to me are you?” I nodded my head as her breathing quickened and her hips grinded in rhythm to her feverish fingering. “Tell me I own you and don’t stop until I cum.” As I began my mantra, her orgasm approached and she began furiously bucking into her obviously well-practiced masturbations. I mumbled on…”You ohhn nee, you ohhn nee” not able to enunciate with her panties firmly lodged in my mouth. Suddenly, her waist stopped mid-buck with her pelvis thrust towards my face and her fingers tapping out the final few numbers to the combination to her sexual vault. She fell back on the bed and drew in her breath as if it were her last, then let out a long whining sigh as the silent explosion of her orgasm shuddered through her.
Somehow mindful I was still suffering, she mercifully removed the clothes pins before too long and laid back onto the bed to recover. It was an act that told me even though she got off watching me suffer, she still cared about me in some kind of way: Or at least I hoped. I knelt there silently, as throbs of pain dissipated with every beat of my pounding heart. Eventually, Reina sat back up with her hands on her knees looking down at me. Her face erupted in a warm, angelic smile, then she leaned forward and kissed my forehead slowly and deliberately. My cock was aching for attention and was shamelessly protruding from my crotch as she stood up and walked around behind me.
She bent down and whispered into my ear, “That was fucking awesome. I can’t tell you how great it feels to own you.”
I turned my head in an attempt to catch her eye with a pleading, ‘and-now-me?’ look on my face. She was having none of it.
She stood up and backed away, “We have to get ready for Ann’s arrival.”
I was extremely disappointed but dared not voice that sentiment as Reina walked to the bedroom door.
She directed, “Go clean yourself up. I’ll be back later with the rest of my things. Don’t you dare touch that cock! It’s mine.”
I was a swirl of accomplishment, joy, pain, disappointment and lust. I put the box in the closet, then gathered my clothes and went upstairs to get cleaned up. As I showered, I felt like I had just been accepted by her and that we were becoming, I don’t know…lovers? I had been used, abused, humiliated and sexually denied and yet somehow I was feeling…accepted. Perhaps even…wanted. What was happening to me? What had this young Latina goddess done to me?! I was completely transformed, and my only question as I washed the lipstick off my butt was if she really had plans to take me in the ass or if it was just a way to scare me. What did scare me is that I wasn’t sure which one I wanted to be true.
Part 7
All dried off and clean, but horribly sexually frustrated, I was doing my best to get focused and handle some things in my office. It was all I could do not to rub one out imagining her sweet humiliations, but Reina’s instructions were clear–no touching. So, I was just checking in on the business when my phone buzzed with a text from her.
“Get your stool out…yes I know you bought a stool today…lube up the same dildo and impale yourself on it in the living room. I’m on my way over.”
A bolt of lust shot through me and a tingling anticipation of more sexual release with Reina rippled over my body as I retrieved the items and did as she instructed. I was really starting to struggle with the thought of Ann’s return in the morning and how this all would play out, but my overwhelming desire to cum at the humiliating whims of my Latina she-devil pushed those concerns to the back burner of my mind. My lust was a bubbling caldron on the front burner just waiting to boil over. I was kneeling on the stool naked and realizing that Reina and the girl in the red pony tail were friends, or at least in contact with each other. Both their images were in my mind, the dildo was in my ass and my uncontrollable cock was sending a Pavlovian salute into the air. I had placed the stool in the area where she had robbed me of my dignity the day before and filmed me begging her to move in.
When she walked in, I smiled, “Hello Reina, is there anything I can do for you?”
“Don’t be a robot, Jack. You are already doing what I told you to do. Just use your common sense and always be attentive to my needs.” Her words were delivered without emotion, as if she were giving directions to a stranger.
I shut my mouth and watched her walk over, set another box of her stuff down, and sit before me. It was early evening and she was wearing a conservative knee-length dress. My guess was she did not want her parents to see her dressing too provocatively and coming over here. No cleavage, no round butt on display, very little makeup, but there was no hiding the fact she had perfect tits buried under there somewhere. I could connect the dots and see the voluptuous and curvaceous figure behind the veil of innocence. She made no mention of my nakedness or the fact that I was kneeling on a dildo stool in front of her. It was as if we were sitting across from each other at a coffee house with nothing much to comment on. She stared into my soul as I knelt there with my asshole gripping the dildo.
Then she spoke, “What’s your perfect scenario, Jack? That Ann comes home tomorrow and tells you she wants a divorce? You can’t stay married and be my bitch. We can keep it a secret to the best of our abilities, but eventually, it will come to a head and you know it, right?”
I shook my head in defeated agreement. But what was I supposed to do? Get a divorce just to be some kind of sexual servant for Reina? How long was that going to last anyway? As soon as she got bored, she’d move on and I’d be divorced, alone and likely in financial ruin. I couldn’t risk all that, but Ann would certainly divorce me if she found out what Reina and I were up to.
“What’s the matter, Jack? Can’t make up your mind? Can’t figure out the way forward? Unsure of what to do?” Reina had an innate ability to read my mind: It seemed like she knew my thoughts even before I did. “It’s ok, Jack. I understand your confusion. I’m learning to deal with this as we go too. But you need to trust me to take care of things, and that includes taking care of you. I’m younger, but I’m very intelligent and if you learn to let me make all your decisions, I will make sure you are happy. There’s a lot of pressure being a man and being in charge, so just let it go and I’ll control everything for you…and us.”
“Reina, what do you mean by ‘us?’ I have Ann and a life and a house and what is this that we are doing anyway? Sure, I like it, but Ann comes home tomorrow. I’m just supposed to divorce her on the spot so I can indulge in your sexual whims? How long will that last? What happens when you get tired of this — arrangement — relationship — game?” I was glad to have that off my chest and I felt like the games had at least paused so we could have a real conversation. The fact I considered kneeling in front of her with a dildo up my ass, ‘real,’ escaped me in that moment, but it would be reinforced later. I spoke softly and respectfully, but I could tell she saw the fear and uncertainty in me.
“Jack. Nobody knows what the future holds. I can only say that what is happening with us is exactly what I want. It’s what I am creating because I want it that way. And what I want is important to you, right?”
I nodded weakly and kept listening.
“But I agree this is all so sudden, you may need a little more time to know in your heart what you truly desire. I want that to be me. I want that to be your submission to me — completely. But you have to want it too. I’m not going to force it on you. Would it make you happy if I arranged for Ann not to come home tomorrow so you can think about this a bit more?”
I was stunned at her matter-of-fact, calm and reassuring statement that she could somehow decide whether Ann came home or not. I was in shock and disbelief that she could really do anything like that. And even if she could, what the hell would Ann be thinking? Why wouldn’t she come home? It’s her two weeks off from the airlines. She always came home…right? What the fuck was happening to my life!? I was completely lost. Reina sat there looking at me quizzically, as if she knew the answer that would come out, but not why it was taking so long.
I finally coaxed a weak reply with hesitant words, “How…can…where would Ann go?”
“Oh, Jack. Just say you need more time alone with me and that you would like me to arrange for Ann not to come home tomorrow and I’ll handle the rest. You don’t need to know anything else. I am going to take care of you just as much as you are going to take care of me. Just trust me and say ‘Yes’ if that’s what you want. Maybe this will be a good learning exercise for you.”
I looked down in shame. My eager cock was jutting towards her like a fan reaching out for a rock star from the crowd below. It was helplessly bound not only by the dildo, but also by her power over me. So it lingered there: Unable to get any closer and desperately unfulfilled. My intoxicating lust for her was marinating my brain and she was seasoning it to her liking. I was at the edge, with my entire life on the line, and all I could think about was doing her bidding and how great the humiliation made me feel. My rock hard cock truly belonged to her in that moment.
As I looked down at it, I knew it had made my decision for me. “Yes, Reina, I would like more time alone with you.”
“Good boy. Now go bend over the couch so your ass is sticking up. I need to punish your hesitation properly.”
I stood up and felt a sense of loss as the dildo exited my anus. I moved to the back of the couch and bent over it with my face in the cushions and my naked ass sticking out in anticipation of the sweet hell that was coming my way. Reina went into my office and closed the door. I could hear her talking, but I could not make out the words. After about 5 minutes, the door opened and I heard the click of Reina’s heels approaching me.
She ran her fingernails up and down my exposed ass cheeks, “There now. All taken care of. Ann won’t be coming home tomorrow, so you are free to focus on your new role. You need to get much better if you want me to keep you, understood?”
I nodded my head furiously, confirming my affirmation.
“I need you to show me how badly you want this. Hesitation says you are unsure and I don’t want this to be something I am forcing on you. I don’t do guilty well, so you need to do a better job convincing me that I am your everything and you want this more than anything in the world.”
“Yes, Reina, I want this. I need this. I am yours. You are my everything,” I blurted out as convincingly as I could. My mind was awash with what Reina said to Ann and where she would be going and why she was ok with not coming home.
My search for answers and resolution was interrupted by the sweet tones of Reina’s voice, “We will see about that. Say, ‘I give myself to Reina’ every time I land this ruler on your pretty little ass.”
And with that, the first crack of the ruler landed on my right butt cheek and sent a shock of pain that stiffened my spine. Resolved to make Reina happy I yelled out, “I give myself to Reina!”
“Shhhhhhh…Not so loud, Pet. You wouldn’t want my dad to hear you would you?”
Just then another ruler swat crashed down on my ass. I flinched and assertively, but quietly blurted out, “I give myself to Reina.”
The blows started to alternate butt cheeks as I repeated my mantra hoping to satisfy her and, as always, hoping to get some sexual release because pain was not the only thing growing on me at the moment. Bent over and in real agony I was thrusting my hips into the back of the couch as each blow landed to try to lessen their effect.
Reina seemed amused and murmured, “Jesus, Jack. Your 21-year-old neighbor is spanking your ass with a ruler and you are humping your couch. Man card officially revoked!”
Then she quickened her pace and swatted me firmly several times on each ass check in rapid succession before abruptly ceasing her assault. My mantra could not keep pace with her blows, but I offered one more, “I give myself to Reina” at the end of it all for good measure.
“Nice try. B+ for effort, my pet.”
She began to softly blow on my burning ass cheeks to cool them down. Reina always seemed to meander between the cold streams of cruelty and refreshing pools of bliss. She had knocked the hard-on out of me with all the spanking. A little was a turn on, but after a while the pain superseded the pleasure. She stood me up and pointed out some tear stains on my face. I hadn’t noticed I cried.
“Remember, Baby, if it ever hurts too much you need to speak up. I don’t want to cause you harm. I just need to condition you.”
She called me, ‘Baby.’ I felt so happy in that moment the words ‘condition you’ slipped passed me and into my subconscious. I also did not see her pulling something out of her purse until she was unlocking it in front of me with a key.
“This is a cock cage, Baby. Your dick goes in here and I lock it up and keep the key so you won’t make any mistakes and accidentally touch my property without permission. You wouldn’t want to disappoint me, would you?”
“No, Reina. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Good. Put your cock in there, lock it up and hand me the key while I film you. Tell me why you are doing this and that you are doing it willingly.”
I took the cock cage from her and clumsily shoved my dick into it. I felt like I was locking myself in jail and throwing away the key. But I was giving the key to Reina and she seemed genuinely happy I was complying without hesitation. She paused before grabbing her phone to record me and looked at me like I was a child walking for the first time. Her eyes were filled with love and excitement.
She began to record as I said, “I am putting my cock in a cage so I won’t be tempted to touch it without Reina’s permission. It’s her cock now and I’m giving it to her willingly. I want her to be happy.”
“Good boy, Jackie. Reina likes it when her pet does as he’s told.”
Again, I felt a sense of accomplishment at pleasing Reina. She was beaming and I was part of the reason.
“Put my boxes in my room, clean up your stool mess and put it away. And get some clothes on. You are not getting any attention tonight.”
I didn’t complain. I didn’t hesitate. I moved about, quickly following her instructions and returned to the living room in sweat shorts and a T-shirt to find her seated again on the couch. She patted the cushion next to her, so I walked over and sat.
“Don’t sit. Lay down with your head on my lap looking up at me.”
I rearranged myself so the back of my head was laying on the lap formed by her sumptuous thighs. I looked up at her attentively with my cock straining at its new cage. She looked down at me and began softly running her fingers through my hair and gazing into my eyes. My god, she was stunning! I dared a few quick glances at her ample bosom that was rising and falling with her breaths and dangling tantalizing close to my face.
“It’s OK, Jack. You can drink in my beauty whenever you want. I like it when you look at me lustfully. It’s a good thing. Just know that staring at me will likely cause it to get really crowded in that new cage of yours.”
And with that she gave my caged cock a little pat through my sweat pant shorts I wore as house clothes. I couldn’t hold back a pleading look as she stared down and me smiling and shaking her head side to side.
“Your devotion to me will always be rewarded, but it will be on my terms, understood?”
Instead of saying ‘yes’, I nodded to feel her body against the back of my head. My cock was going to break this cage if I didn’t settle down. Again she smiled that knowing smile. She knew exactly what I was doing, but apparently enjoyed the torment I was causing myself.
“You are becoming my pet, and I will train you so you behave in the way I desire.”
I stared up at her as she continued to run her fingers through my hair and talk. Then her other hand started gently teasing one of my nipples. She lightly squeezed, circled and flicked until it was rock hard. I had always had nipples that became erect. Ann referred to them as ‘chick nips’.
“I love how your body responds to my touch, Jack. It’s an endearing quality that will keep me around. Tell you what. You can go in the bathroom and relieve yourself if you want. I’ll unlock you briefly if you need it. You seem to be going crazy… Or…we can start lesson one of your training: How to properly kiss Reina.”
“What? I can kiss you?” I stammered.
“Jack honey, I’ll be training you to do a lot of things that make me feel good. But you have to do them MY way. How I want. And only when I say. That’s why I need to train you. So what’s it gonna be? Go free and get your nut, or locked up and lesson number one?” I was so excited that this was moving in the sexual direction I desired, but what a fucking choice. My balls were dark blue, my cock was straining at its new confines and Reina was looking down at me lovingly, tweaking both my nipples to attention now. Kiss Reina, or jerk off in the bathroom by myself. FUCK! My hips started bucking the air hoping for her to give me my sweet release as she smiled down and strummed my sexual strings like a virtuoso. I knew she wanted lesson one to start and for me to forego an orgasm. So with every ounce of strength I had I looked up at her said,
“Lesson One, Please.”
“Oh, Jack. I’m so proud of your choice. I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Come kneel in front of me so we can begin.”
Like a giddy school boy, I rolled off the couch, sorry to be removed from her stimulating caresses, but excited to be kneeling in front of this goddess and getting to kiss her. Whatever was happening to me, it was happening quickly. The only thing in my mind was pressing my lips into hers and indulging in the sweet bliss of surrender to her. All thoughts of Ann and my marriage had vaporized. There was only Reina, her perfect body, her gorgeous face, and her growing control over me.
“Ok, first things first. I kiss you. You do not kiss me. You will receive my kiss like a woman would. Soft, hesitant, reactionary. Not probing or leading like a man. You do as I do. Follow my lead as if we were dancing. Match my pressure. My wetness. The amount of tongue I decide to introduce. You kneel there and allow it to happen. You do not touch me, you do not speed up or intensify when you want more. You will be punished if you do. Do you think you can handle that?”
I nodded my head eagerly. I was like a dog being told to sit before he gets a treat, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to comply and taste her sweet lips. My cock was straining at the cage and really starting to hurt, but I did my best to ignore it.
She slowly leaned in, coming straight for my face, then moved past to the side of my head and nibbled my ear lobe. Excitement ricocheted through me.
I quivered as she kissed my lobe, then breathed into my ear whispering, “I fucking own you. Your cock is in a cage and you are kneeling like a defeated mass of flesh. My flesh. You are a piece of meat for me to enjoy whenever I want.”
I was aching for her. Every word she said was true and it turned me on past any point I had ever known. I was frozen in front of her, aside from my quivering at her kiss and whispers. She left my ear and planted a trail of soft kisses along my cheek as she approached my lips. She pulled away before reaching them to look deeply into my eyes from point blank range. Then, like a spider sinking its fangs into its helpless prey, she tilted her head to the side, closed the small gap between us, and pressed her lips softly, but fully into mine. I dared not open my mouth or kiss back. I just gave the slightest hint of a pucker so her lips could feel the weight of mine. She repeated this soft kiss a few times as I closed my eyes and drank in her smell, her touch, and matched her intensity with precision. Then she grabbed two fists full of hair on the back of my head and pulled me in for a full pressure kiss. It was heavenly. I was being kissed by angel. She pulled back and brought her thumb to my bottom lip and sighed as she pulled it down. I opened my mouth hesitantly, not wanting to seem too eager to escalate as she instructed. She seemed pleased as she traced her finger around my lips, then squeezed my cheeks and tilted my head up slightly. I followed her lead as my head cocked back and my lips pushed out like a fish.
She stared deeply into my eyes, “Mine.”
I was melting. I truly was her piece of meat and I didn’t care. I was willing prey for this goddess and she knew it. She removed her hand and I held the position she had put me in. Head cocked back and waiting for her to plunge her fangs into me, I was helpless as her slow decent towards my open mouth began. Every millimeter she covered to close the distance felt like miles of eternity to my waiting lips until, at last, she struck. She kissed me fully, but passionately. Her delicate tongue probed my open mouth and I matched her swirls and mouth closures perfectly. When she opened for more, I opened and let her in. Down she went again. Kissing, sucking, exploring my mouth with her eager tongue. I was dizzy with excitement and somehow completely detached from the pain my raging cock was causing pushing against its confines. Then, as suddenly as she struck, she pulled back and drew in a heated breath while licking her lips and staring at me. I was hoping she would plunge in again, but it did not happen.
She looked me over for a second or two, “You, my pet, are a good learner.”
I felt proud and so happy she approved of my efforts. The strain of my aching cock against its cage was moving back into my conscious.
She exclaimed, “Oh, what the fuck! I can’t stand to see you suffer too much. I guess it’s a weakness of mine. Go get the bag from the box I brought in and bring it over.”
I hurried over to the box and grabbed a black thin plastic bag with something about the size of a flashlight in it. Then knelt back down and handed it to her praying silently I’d be allowed to cum soon.
She held the bag in her lap, “You will never fuck me. Ever. I, however, will fuck you a lot. And in many different ways to take my pleasure and reassure you of your place in this relationship. But from time to time, when I think you have behaved especially to my liking, I will allow you to simulate fucking me. You will be humiliated in the process, but at least your horny brain will have the illusion you can still fuck. You want your dick to be denied access to my pussy, right?”
My body was on fire. I didn’t care what I was fucking. I would have fucked the exhaust pipe on a dump truck in that moment if she told me too. So of course, without hesitation I agreed with the condition.
“Good boy. This is a flesh light. It simulates a pussy. You will be allowed to fuck this rubber pussy as a treat only when I say so.”
I had seen them on line and in magazines. A man’s masturbation device. But I had masturbated for her several times with my hand, so I was wondering how this was any big deal when she stood up and wedged it under the couch cushion and sat back down with it sticking out a couple inches. She reached down and adjusted it so it was snugly in place, hiked up her skirt so she could spread her legs and moved to the edge of the cushion so her pussy was directly over the fake one. “Scooch towards me, baby. Time for a little release. I think you’ve earned it.”
I walked on my knees right up to the couch until my caged cock was positioned right in front of the opening of the flesh light pussy. Reina reached out and slowly pulled my shorts over my hips and down to my knees. Then she reached down with her key, unlocked the cage and my cock sprung out like she had opened one of those old spring-snake-in-the-can gag gifts.
“Oh boy, someone’s eager to play!”
Then she started gently slapping down on it and turning my cock into a mini diving board as she giggled. It got harder with every pat and I was dying to cum.
She grabbed some lube from the bag, “You like this Forever Pussy Whipped Lube, don’t you, Jack?”
I nodded as she squirted the lube in her hand and started spreading it all over my cock. I about shot my load at her touch and she sensed my immediate need to cum, so she let go briefly then used a less erotic stroke to get my dick all slippery.
When she was done, she wiped the excess lube on a napkin, “Ok. Now you can guide your little pee-pee into the fake pussy, but don’t start humping it until I say, ok?”
“Ok, Reina” I said as I tried my best to position the tip of my dick at the entrance so I could push it in. I was in a heightened state of arousal, so the task was not as easy as one might think. She seemed amused at my desperate attempts and let out a little fake cheer as I finally got my aching cock into the opening. I pushed it all the way in and that one movement nearly made me cum, but I was able to hold off. I knelt there desperately waiting for permission to get off. Our bodies were nearly touching at the waist. It looked as if I really was inside her with her dress hiked up and her pelvis just inches from mine.
“Ok, Jack, I’m going to kiss you for as long as you hold out. You can hump slow or fast or any way you want. I really don’t care. But as soon as you cum, the kiss ends. Got it?”
With that, she leaned in and began another lustful kiss that sent me reeling. My mind was spinning and I wanted to cum, but I didn’t want the kiss to end. I remembered all her rules and kissed her properly, but my cock was taking over the moment and my body involuntarily started a slow hump of the flesh light. Reina sensed the movement and sighed into my mouth through her unrelenting and sumptuous kissing. She bucked her hips towards my waist and simulated intercourse. I could not take it anymore. I furiously humped the fake pussy three hard times and started moaning as my impending orgasm hit.
Reina broke off the kiss and I yelled out, “Reina! Oh Reina! God Yes! Oh fuck yes!!!!”
I came hard and long into the flesh light as Reina leaned back and smiled at me. Spurt after glorious spurt shot into the rubber pussy as mind-numbing orgasmic waves rolled over me. My humps slowed to a stop and my limp dick oozed back out of the toy and flopped down in front of me as I slumped over, completely drained and humiliated at how quickly I came into a fake pussy.
Reina piled on, “It’s too bad you’ll never feel the real thing. Imagine how much better mine feels. But you look pretty satisfied, Mister.” I’m relieved that we have a way to reward you that doesn’t involve my pussy. That’s a special place reserved for only a select fortunate few.”
I hung my head in shame, but relieved to have had a very needed and powerful orgasm.
I was starting to wonder what was coming next when Reina simply said, “Clean this mess and go wash up so I can put your cage back on.”
I pulled my shorts up and stood. Then took the flesh light with me to go clean it and myself. When I reached the bathroom my phone buzzed with a text. It was from Ann:
“Hi Hon. My flight attendant friend, Becky is working a flight to Hawaii and she said there’s an open seat for me. I hope you don’t mind me tagging along with her last minute. We haven’t hung out in the longest time. I should be back in a week. I’ll keep you posted. Miss you!” And then a second later the kiss emoji showed up.
I texted back:
“Ok, Babe. Safe travels. Let me know when you’ll be back. Miss you too.”
I also included the kiss emoji. Then I proceeded to wash my semen out of the fake pussy and didn’t give Ann another thought.
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