Maiden Maid Ch 3 First Spanking and Masturbating the Master

Michael felt his hand hit her wet pussy, his fingers moistened from her wet sex. He let his fingers linger on her pussy, feeling her pussy lips twitching in pain between her soaked panties. Young ladies always thought that their sex was so delicate. Michael knew better, the female sex was built for punishment, fat puffy lips surrounding their pink insides. He loved to use a whip to push aside the fat lips and strike their insides, watching them get wet in response, willingly arching up again to allow him access to strike again. Soon, Sara would find herself spread open, her arms holding her legs back and spread, giving him access to her sex for his whip. She would cry out in pain, but always she would allow herself to get back into position, spread and open, waiting for another. “Two more, Sara, you are so wet, are you going to cum, cum from getting your pussy spanked?”

Sara watched in the mirror, saw the lust in his eyes, his cock bulging out the front of his robe as he spanked her pussy. It felt like slow motion as his hands returned for the last two, his open hand slowly disappearing behind her ass from her sight, the sharp, burning pain as it slammed into her pussy, spreading apart her pussy lips by shear force, hitting her tender insides. “AAAAGGGHH,” she screamed, but remained in position, arched up high. She did not want anymore. 

Michael let his fingers run over her pussy, a fat finger pushing between her pussy lips, sliding her panties between them, running up and down. He felt her shudder, her hot pussy wet, waiting. Not now, he wasn’t going to make her cum yet, soon but not yet. He liked her wet and ready for whatever he desired to inflict on her young body and he had so many that she would experience. “You were a good girl, you took your punishment well. I hope you have learned your lesson and you now know your position in this household. I hope I will not have any trouble in getting you to obey all my commands.”

Sara wanted to cum so bad. She also knew that she would have to submit to whatever Michael ordered her. And she knew she would, no matter what. She saw his reflection rise up in back of her, his hard cock pushing the front of his robe out.

“One more thing to take care of before bed, Sara. You will no longer be needed for my bath each night, but you will take care of one other need before I retire each night. Now get up and come over here. I have something new to teach you tonight. Something that will please me very much. You do want to please me, don’t you Sara?”

Michael moved over the chair, watching as Sara got up from the ottoman. She looked so sexy, a slight glean coming from her skin, perspiration from being bent over and spanked. Her limbs moved slowly after a long time in a bent over and spread position, small gasps coming from her lips as her panties rubbed harshly over her spanked ass cheeks. She was still clad in her camisole, panties, garter belt, stockings and still perched high onto the high heels. Michael moved the ottoman out of the way and took a small pillow and placed it on the floor in front of him. “Come here, Sara,” his finger urging her over. “Kneel down on the pillow in front of me, yes, that’s a good girl,” his hands on her shoulders urging her lower to the floor. 

She was now kneeling in front of him, trembling in fear. She was not sure what would be required of her, be she was sure that it included servicing his cock. She was not sure whether he would require her to use her mouth or hand, neither of which she had ever done before. His foot moved between her legs, pushing out on her thighs, again urging her to spread her legs for him again. 

“Kneel further apart, I like you with your legs spread so nicely, Sara. That’s good,” his foot running up her thighs, pushing into her spread pussy. “Your still wet, aren’t you Sara, it is now time to service me. I am going to teach you how to masturbate my cock. I will expect you to learn this and perform it every night. Do a good job and you will be rewarded, due a bad job and it will be more spankings for you.” He sat forward a bit and pulled his robe open, his hard cock springing out, Sara startled by its sudden appearance.

Sara was face to face with over eight inches of adult male cock. It sprang out of his robe so quickly that she was startled. She had heard about cocks before, but had not expected it to be that big. It had a large crown on it, a dark red, a small hole in the tip, already leaking, glistening in the light.

“Your hands, Sara, let me have your hands,” talking to her but her eyes was mesmerized by his cock, words not sinking into her brain yet. He moved his hands to her face, lifting her chin up. “Give me your hands, Sara, you will have a chance to touch it now.” He saw her blink and her hands moved up to his. “Run one hand up and down the whole length of it, slowly, keeping your hand open. Yes, that is good, hmmmm, such soft hands, Sara. Yes, all the way down, now back up again, now back down and leave that hand there, gripping the base of my cock. Now rub the palm of your other hand up slowly, very slowly, stroke my cock with the palm of your hand, yes, that’s good. Rub it all the way up. Yes, now grip the crown of my cock with your fingers. Tighter now, now move it up and down, rubbing it over the crown. Now a finger over my piss slit, yes, back and forth. Can you feel my cum? Yes, spread it around the head of my cock. You are getting it wet. Now open your lovely mouth and breathe on the head of my cock. Oh, God, yes, that hot breath feels good, Sara. Have you masturbated a cock before? No, you do it so well. You sure do this naturally, you do it like you have been doing it for a long time.

Sara felt her hand pulled towards his cock, her hand jumping as it touched the hot flesh. She thought it would be harder then it was. It was still soft, hot flesh. She listened to his instructions, running her hand up and down his cock, feeling it twitch in her hand as she ran fingers over the huge crown. She felt his hot cum leaking from the head of it, her fingers spreading it over the crown. She moved closer and blew on his cock as instructed, watching it jerk up and down from her hot breath. “No, I have never done this before, Sir,” she answered, when asked if she had ever masturbated a cock before. “Am I doing it right?” She felt Michael grab her other hand and move it down to his balls, forcing her to hold them. It felt strange, two balls rolling around loosely in his sack. She tightened my grip on them, hearing Michael groan.

“Easy, Sara, easy on my balls. They have a nice load of cum for you but you have to tease them easy.” He leaned back in the chair as he watched Sara continue to stroke his cock. She was a fast learner, her hand moving up and down the length of it, rubbing her thumb over the my piss slit as she moved to the head, her fingernail rubbing along the edge of the crown, teasing me. “Your hands are great, Sara, you sure know how to do a cock.”

Sara was getting wet again, the feeling of power she had as she stroked his cock. When she slowed down, his hips would move forward, pushing his cock in her hands, wanting more. When she squeezed his balls, she would squeeze harder, watching his ass rise from the chair, gasps coming from his lips. She had never done this before, but she was good and Michael continued to tell her, complimenting her, encouraging her. 

“HHHMMM, yeeahhh, that feels sooo good, Sara, that’s it stroke it faster, yeeh. I’m going to cum Sara. When I do, I want you to aim my cock at you. I want to cum all over you. Do you understand, Sara?”

Sara had heard from the other girls at the orphanage about how a cock would shoot out its hot cum. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen. It had shot out some already, but it just leaked out the tip. Is that all that would happen? It would be hard for it to cum on her if that was all it did. “Yes, Sir,” her hand bending his cock back towards her, realizing that it did not bend so easily. It forced Michael to sit up in the chair, moving closer to her, his cock aim now at her breasts. Sara moved her hand faster, hearing Michael panting. She felt his hot cock becoming bigger and harder, her fingers running over the head, her other hand gently squeezing his balls, trying to make him cum.

“GGGGGOOODD, you bitch, you’re making me cuuuummmm,” his body jerking forward. Michael could feel his cum pulled from his balls by her massaging hand on his balls, pulled forward by her masturbating hand until he felt it shoot out the head. “AAAAAHHH,” his first load of cum shooting out and spraying Sara on her camisole, her face having a startled look as the hot cum hit her.

Sara was surprised as his first load of cum shot out. It shot out further then she expected, hitting her with the hot load. Her hand continued to pump his cock, her other hand squeezing the cum from his balls. The next load shot out again, some hitting her hand as it rubbed over the head. It made it slippery, her hand now moving faster and faster up and down his cock. Another squeeze, another load, this one shooting out over her fist, not as much power behind it, soaking her hand with hot cum. Faster she went, hoping to get him to shoot again, not disappointed when he arched up one last time, hot cum leaking from the head, running down over the crown of his cock onto her masturbating hand.

“GGGGoddddd, you know how to make me cum, AAAHHH,” shooting his hot cum all over her. “Bitch, fuck yes, jerk me off, AAAGGHH,” another load of cum running over her hand, her other hand squeezing the cum from his balls. He finally slumped in the chair, his cock drained. “You may go now, Sara. You did very well, you learn well,” dismissing her.