Learning to Serve: Denial

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Learning to Serve: Denial

Old habits die hard. Charlotte woke her mentor in the same manner she had for the better part of seven years now, with her talented tongue. Kim had trained a young and eager Charlotte at the age of nineteen. She took her time with her young lover, being patient, taking her time, demonstrating on the inexperienced young intellectual. All done to ensure that her submissive lover would know exactly how to please her.

Scott was awoken by the ecstatic cries of Goddess, no doubt cumming on the talented tongue of her pupil. Ever submissive to Kim, Mistress Charlotte's well healed knowledge and masterful technique had been pleasuring the Asian beauty deep into the early morning. All Scott could do is imagine the passionate exchange of the two incredibly beautiful women before both dominants exhaustedly fell asleep in each other's arms. Now, he was merely listening to the cruel and standoffish young woman carrying out one of her more pleasurable daily duties, feasting on Kim's magnificent tasting pussy first thing in the morning.

The pitch black room did not afford Scott any semblance of the time of day, but it had been an erratic night regardless. It seemed like each time Scott had drifted off to sleep or at least did not have to listen to the sapphic lovemaking of his owners, Charlotte would come down, turn on one recessed light over the cross he was secured to and would play with Scott's cock. Whether it was jerking him off, sucking him, or even rubbing her drenched pussy over his rock hard cock, the edging was an excruciating pleasure that pushed the semblance of his sanity.

Each time Charlotte would stop, she placed a hand on each shoulder, looked into his eyes with a wickedly lustful grin, and stated, "Sorry, Goddess's orders."

And then she was gone again.

The edging continued until the evening. Each time Charlotte came in, Scott's intense desire was heightened.

Then, on this particular time Goddess Kim was leading Charlotte in by a leash. Kim attached Charlotte's already cuffed arms and legs to the bed, spread eagle, and then moved to the side of Scott on the cross.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHGGGGG!!!!!!!" Scott bellowed as Kim harshly twisted his right nipple, holding it tightly, not relinquishing her grip.

"How is my good little puppy dog? Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes, yes Goddess, I, I, uh, I have learned my, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!!!!"

Scott's cry pleased his sadistic owner, as she made sure that his left nipple did not feel left out of the fun.

"Perfect. So, there are no more misunderstandings. Any time you have a desire that needs fulfillment, you must ask."

Is there anything that needs attention at this moment?" a smirking Kim queried as she firmly gripped his forever hard cock, pre cum glistening as it dripped down the thick shaft.

"Uh, uh, ummm, uh," Scott's confused mind tried to think directly, clearly, careful not to make an error.

"No, Mistress, this slave's body is your possession and should be used how you see fit."

A broad smile painted Kim's face as her newly collared submissive essentially forfeited all rights of his own accord to her in one simple sentence.

"MMMMMM, I like that you are an intelligent man. You learn quickly, and as I stated earlier, your submission to me will be rewarded."

Kim unshackled the ripped twenty-five year old submissive from the cross, allowing him to shake the life back into his extremities once he was freed.

"I know you and Charlotte have grown fond of each other, but if you want to release your pent up aggression, then you will fuck her. You will fuck her hard and fast, driving you cock deep inside of her until you cum. Understand?"

"Oh, yes, Goddess, yes."

Scott was on the bed in a second, aligning his cock with Charlotte's flowing crevice. Making sure to abide by protocol, he looked toward Kim, who smiled broadly and nodded.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHRRRRRRGGGGGG!!!!!! HHHHRRRMMMPPPHHHH!!" was all the fully impaled woman could muster.

With the full length of his cock, Scott attacked Charlotte's pussy, driving hard into the bound woman, punishing her beautiful pussy with uncontained need, lust, and desire to please his Goddess. Kim continued her verbal encouragement, pushing her slave to fuck her harder, deeper, to use her pussy as his depository.

"Use her, use her pussy and fill her up with your cum. Pound her into submission like the man you are," Kim directed with lust pouring out with each word.

Each grunting thrust by Scott was joined by a reciprocal "HHHHRRRRMMMMMPPPHHHH!!" from the beautiful brunette vixen now reduced to a cock sleeve for the pent up needs of the virile young submissive.

"UUUHHHH!!!! UUUUHHHHHH!!!!! UUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!!, FUUUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!" Scott wailed as he filled his new lover full of his venomous lust, collapsing down immediately from emotional exhaustion and an overwhelming sense of primal fulfillment.

Wide eyed and overwhelmed, the restrained switch looked to her Goddess. Kim smiled as she approached her most prized conquest, caressing her cheek, and then kissing her deeply.

Pulling back, Kim whispered, "You have performed perfectly, my dear. I am so very pleased with you, but always remember who owns you."

The wide eyed, open mouthed woman could only shake her head in agreement, knowing that the Asian Goddess before her had only scratched the surface of what she intended to teach her. As Kim pulled away from the thoroughly fucked brunette, the need for her Mistress's warmth intensified, leaving the bound beauty empty and desperate for another touch of her sadistic lover's soft hands.

"Good boys clean their messes," was all that Kim said.

Scott immediately slid down to Charlotte's abused pussy and instinctively lapped at the combined juices seeping from her gaping crevice. With long licks of his flattened tongue, he drank down the cum cocktail, reveling in his primal taking of the secured brunette.

Scott was proudly cleaning his prey, freezing immediately at a greased finger on his asshole.

He could feel Goddess Kim's hips near his ass cheek as she began to finger fuck him. Then, an alarmingly thick chunk of silicone pressed against his right ass cheek as a second and third finger opened his backside little by little.

Kim's hardened nipples pressed into the slave's back as she said softly in his ear, "Don't worry my pet, I will be a bit more gentle with you than you were with our little captive. After all, you are leveling up today."

Kim half chuckled, half purred as she sat back, grasped the silicone dildo and aligned it with Scott's unimpeded asshole. Firmly and stead, the constant pressure of Kim's cock pushed through the mild resistance of Scott's stretching muscle, accepting the intrusion of his owner.

The dildo was certainly thicker and the length had yet to be determined. Kim measured her assault, taking her time, gliding in and out of the helpless man while each time adding a little more length to the penetration.

"MMMMMMMMM, there is nothing more I love than using my pets," Kim stated in a matter of fact and triumphant manner.

Scott could only bury his face back into Charlotte's pussy to muffle the slightly distraught sounds escaping his mouth. Trying to focus entirely on the ruined, yet still sweet tasting pussy in front of him, Scott could not entirely escape the measured pain he felt in his ass. Kim was exploring virgin territory with each new stroke until eventually, he felt the welcome feel of his owner's thighs on his ass cheeks.

"How does that feel, lover? HHHHMMMMMMMM????"

Trying to muffle his desperate groans, Scott followed the submissive handbook, stating in a measured response, "I am honored to be pleasing you, my Goddess."

Really, his ass was burning, as the thicker dildo was stretching his walls, with no give, feeling like a large shit that he wanted to expel. But, the Asian Domme had much different intentions with her cock. She was fully intending on pushing this strong minded young man further down the road of submission.

Without warning, Kim began grinding her cock into Scott. Then, pulling most of its length out of his ass, she pounded it back into him forcefully. With each stroke, she quickened her pace, as the dildo not only began to stimulate the young man's prostate, but also rubbed on the ruthless woman's clit, encouraging her to go faster and harder.

"MMMMMM, yes, my pet, yes, MMMMMM, take my cock. You like my cock up your ass, don't you? You want it. You want to serve, you want to be my submissive bitch. Yes, your ass is mine, I own it, I own you, you are my bitch," Kim spit out as her breath became rapid, relishing her place of dominance, her place as the young stud's owner.

Scott's will succumbed, as he collapsed between Charlotte's glistening legs. His surrender energized his user, prompting her to pound his ass viciously, the sound of her thighs quickly and violently slapping his ass dominated the room. Scott briefly lifted his head to see Charlotte staring at him, expressionless, except for the slight tinge of pity in her eyes. Scott then collapsed completely, only held up by the force and angle of Kim's relentless pounding.

Upon his final surrender, Kim's orgasm raced through her body, like a tsunami, her body shook and she came hard on the dildo rubbing her clit, but more so as a result of her complete and utter domination of her submissives. The Asian sadist fell forward on her male pin cushion, flattening her body on his as the slowly recovered from the torrent of fucking.

"Clean yourself and your Mistress, let her relieve herself, and then secure her with a leash and the two of you come to my room."

Kim then unceremoniously unfastened the harness from her body, leaving the silicone cock lodged fully inside the used man's ass. Without another word, the impressive Domme stood and sauntered out of the room as if she were exiting a gala or art exhibition.

Scott lay there, face nestled against Charlotte's magnificent pussy, oddly offering comfort with her dank, yet musky scent. Breathing deeply, trying to regain his bearings, the constant intake of the brunette's musk somehow reinvigorated him, having the effect of smelling salts.

As he reluctantly rose from between her sweet essence, Scott reached back and slowly removed the artificial cock that was still stretching his ass. With a subtle grimace, he pulled dildo out, leaving his asshole to gape a bit, as a reminder of his owner's taking him.

Shaking his head a bit to clear it, his eyes immediately connected with Charlotte's who had remained silent as she watched her new lover comprehend the moment. Once clear of mind, he quickly worked to free the captive woman, apologizing profusely for his lack of immediate action.

"That is okay my dear. You had a lot to process right there. Are you sure you are okay?" Charlotte asked with genuine concern.

Charlotte was well aware of the depths of Kim's sadistic depravity. And although she had a need to be the recipient of Kim's twisted affections, she also was developing feelings for their newest submissive. So, a twinge of guilt or fear or concern had developed within the aspiring Domme.

"Ah, uh, yeh, yeh, I am good Mistress," the unsettled young man said with half a smile.

Taking a quick shower, Scott washed Charlotte and then himself, allowing time for the extremely tired switch to take care of her other needs. Once all personal hygiene was attended to, Scott attached a leash to Charlotte's collar, creating a curious contrast in roles as he led her to Goddess Kim's room

"Secure your Mistress to the chair. Be sure to immobilize her, as I do not want her to miss any part of the show," Kim directed while staring at Charlotte the entire time.

A dutiful Scott led a perplexed Charlotte to the custom made highback chair. First, he secured her wrists and forearms to the leather cuffs that were built into the armrests. Then, her ankles were fastened together, followed up by a strap that wrapped around her shins and calves, pulling her legs tight to the chair. Then, a seat belt was tightened across her waist, pulling her tight to the back of the chair. Finally, a leather head band was fitted on her head where a strap came across, fit in the belt like loops and secured her head to the top of the chair.

"Well done pet. Now, why don't you come over here and taste some sugar."

Kim was propped up against the headboard, legs spread, dripping with excitement. Scott crawled up on the bed and knelt between her legs. Her aroma was intense, musky, primal, and intoxicating.

"Goddess, may I have the honor of serving your beautiful essence with my mouth?"

"My, my, my, what a quick learner you are. I guess our pet is intelligent and obedient, hmmmm, Charlotte?"

A slight nod of approval with a lust filled grin allowed Scott to taste her. As his face moved toward her beautiful lips, the intensity of her coppery musk overwhelmed Scott, sending him into a state of ephemeral bliss. Lapping long and fully, each stroke of his tongue rewarded him with the sweet nectar of his Goddess.

Looking past his bowed head, Kim stared intently at her bound lover. Her piercing brown eyes looked directly into the soul of the woman she had turned from innocent uber intelligent geek to submissive sapphic lover in a matter of months.

"You, Charlotte, will always be mine. And, as I train you to be a Domme, you will never forget your place beneath me. Right now, our slave is serving me, the supreme Goddess, because I choose for him to. I can see you salivate, wishing it was you drinking my juices, tasting me, enjoying the feel of my pussy on your mouth; but, I choose for you to not enjoy it, but to only watch, needing, wanting, but being denied."

Kim looked down at Scott for a moment, smiling in deep satisfaction. Then, placing both hands on the back of his head, she held him tight to her clit as he reached the top of one of his full length strokes.

"Right there, my dear, YESSSS!!!! Right there. Stay right there, MMMMMMMM!!!! Yes, my pet, you are getting so much better! UHHHHH!! MMMMMM!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Kim came hard on the lapping man's tongue, shuddering, legs shaking, leaking copious amounts of nectar, her orgasm intensified from the mere situation. Her male slave obediently served her as her female slave, lover, and protege watched on helplessly, unable to move and fully aware that she should not speak.

The only sounds heard from Charlotte were soft, barely audible whimpers of need and desire. Watching her two lovers, one her Domme and one her sub together filled her with a mix of pleasure, jealousy, and anger. Even after all these years together, Kim never faltered at arousing new and unique feelings inside the young switch. This was just one more reason why she loved Kim entirely and completely.

"MMMMM, yes pet, keep lapping my juices. You are quite adept at it now, still not the best, but certainly a very close second," Kim stated matter of factly as her pointed words and piercing stare elicited more whimpers from the excited and frustrated brunette.

The infatuated young man kissed the tasty essence of the strikingly beautiful woman, drawing him even deeper into his submission and infatuation with this remarkable woman.

Kim was an expert at guiding people. Whether it be business or pleasure, she had a true knack for peeling away the deceptive layers that people use to create the persona that they want the world to see. No, Kim was insightful and intuitive, trusting her instincts to help her bend both business associates and lovers to her will.

"Don't worry baby girl, you will be back between my legs in due time, but I need a little more time with this nice, thick cock."

Placing a foot on each shoulder, never breaking eye contact with Charlotte, she pushed the enthusiastic pussy licker away.

"Lie down on your back and let momma go for a ride."

Scott was quickly lying on his back, his hard cock rigid against his stomach, proud that he remained ready and hard for his Goddess.

Still, never stopping eye contact with Charlotte, Kim straddled Scott reverse cowgirl, grasping his cock possessively with her right hand, hovering her dripping pussy over his cock. The dialogue continued with Charlotte as if the slave and his cock was merely a sex toy, not even a part of the connection between Kim and Charlotte.

"Isn't it amazing my beautiful lover?"

Questioningly, Charlotte looked at Kim, not certain of her intent or the tenor of her question.

"Isn't it amazing? I mean, you, me, and our slave boy. You had no desire for men, only me; but, I knew. I knew that deep down inside, not only were you a Domme, like me, but you also would enjoy a cock. It had to be the right cock, but no doubt, you, you my little lesbo slut, you would enjoy a cock."

Charlotte's whimpers increased, stirring from deep inside her, ashamed that Kim was right, but more so frustrated. Frustrated that ...

"Yes, whimper my little angel, whimper so helplessly, so frustratingly helpless. Yes, I know how much you wish it was your pussy that this cock was sliding into. But, it is not your pussy, it is not your cock, and it is not your place. Your place will always be to serve me first, to serve my pussy, and to abide by all of my teachings and directives. You are a brilliant, powerful, and sexy woman, but remember that you are MY brilliant, powerful, and sexy woman."

As Kim slid down her slave's thick cock, all three shuddered. The extreme high Kim felt from supremely dominating two people at once, using them, manipulating them, and most importantly, owning them was too much for her as she came immediately upon impaling herself completely onto her submissive's cock.

Charlotte shuddered as well, pushed to new emotional heights of need, of a need for Scott's cock, of a need to possess him as well as the contentment of being possessed by her sapphic lover. The dual experience of being owned and yet being an owner crystallized within the overworked young woman that being a switch was her calling.

Lastly, Scott shuddered from the strength of his Goddess, her presence, her demeanor, the way she possessed him, letting all care and stress of daily life subside. He was under his supreme Goddess, an overwhelmingly beautiful, intelligent and accomplished business woman who had graciously granted him the privilege of being able to serve not only her, but her intoxicatingly beautiful protege.

It was as if a vacuum sucked all of the baggage out of Scott's mind, wiping the slate clean. He was refocused, renewed, reborn as a servant to two mind boggling attractive women, erasing all thought of another. Only one other person was a fleeting thought, but only for a flash, a fleeting but still sustained image. Put away behind a locked door in his mind, there was still the remote presence of Sarah. Just as he held firm when he was beaten the night of his collaring, the faint glimpse and image of Sarah remained, a somewhat blurred memory, yet one that could not be erased from his mind completely.

Summoned from his brief revelry by Kim riding his cock, Scott watched her well defined back, light brown skin and defined muscles ripple from her ass cheeks to her shoulders as Kim held full command over his cock.

"Keep watching me Charlotte. Do not close your eyes. Watch me use the cock I own. I know you wish it was you right now, sucking my cunt, riding this cock, but it isn't," Kim cruelly taunted.

Scott paused, digesting Kim's cruel barbs that she directed at Charlotte. But, once he looked at the bound woman, he realized that Kim was pushing her to new heights of arousal. Charlotte's face was locked in a glaze of lust, need, and desire. The declared denial merely pushed Charlotte to a different type of pleasure; the twisted one found in the want, need and desire for something, only to be denied. It was an emotion Scott was intimately familiar with, but was less aware of at this time.

After cumming on his cock for a second time, Kim rose off of her fuck stick, and approached Charlotte. Dipping two fingers into her sodden pussy, Kim brought them under Charlotte's nose, the neutralized woman breathing deeply. Charlotte's mouth opened, tongue held back, silently begging for a taste of Kim's nectar. Kim moved her fingers closer to her mouth, hovering just outside her opening, only to pull away and lick them herself.

"No, no my sweet Charlotte, not yet," Kim said curtly, wild eyed and with a heaving chest.

The toys came out quickly. First alligator clamps connected by a chain on her hardened nipples, followed by a ball gag, then a blindfold, and then, cruelly, a clamp hanging down from her nipple clamp chain was attached to the brunette captive's clit, eliciting a yelp and violent surge from the distraught woman's crotch.

Standing back, satisfied with her work, the Asian Goddess kissed Charlotte's forehead and then whispered in her ear, "I simply adore you my darling."

Charlotte's gentle whimpering and moans were barely audible, yet rang distinctively loud in Scott as his sympathies lay with his new lover.

Seeing his concern, Kim spoke as she approached the bed, "Don't worry about her, my pet. I know it is hard to comprehend, but she needs this and she desires it. You need to trust me, as I know what I am doing. Otherwise, why would you be wearing my collar right now? Instead, you would have held out and fought for Sarah; but, you didn't because your place is here with me, with us."

As she spoke, Scott agreed in his mind. He was thinking. What Kim stated was true. He did comply with Kim's wishes. He let Sarah leave with no fight. Yes, my Goddess is right. I am where I am supposed to be.

As Kim read his face at the mention of Sarah's name, she smiled broadly. His unresponsive reaction, not even a glimmer in his eye told her that she had indeed broken him. She had not broken him as a man, but she had bent him to her will, her command, and her desires.

Breaking the momentary silence, Kim said, "Now come fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours lover. I have never been with such a competent male lover before, gentle, but firm, loving, but commanding. You are far beyond your years. Take me like a real man takes a woman."

Kim's superior psychological knowledge was working at full steam. After introducing Sarah, Scott's ex love to his consciousness, then negating her as a factor, she was now replacing her. Kim was to be Scott's love. And his love would be complete. They would be lovers, but the balance of the relationship would be wholly in Kim's hands. She would be his lover, guide, and ultimate Goddess who he will serve unwaveringly, a dedication only matched by the beautiful brunette captive leaking copious amounts of fluids all over her front row seat.

Emboldened by her words, Scott rose off the bed to stand in front of Kim. Taking her into his arms, he kissed her deeply. As their tongues intertwined, he grasped an ass cheek in each hand and lifted her toned body up against his as Kim's legs circled his waist. The balance being recalibrated, a more primal sense invaded their senses. In the immediacy, two lust filled lovers were colliding.

Turning to the bed, Scott lowered Kim down gently, sliding both their bodies completely on the bed and then entering her firmly in one thrust. Kim's legs remained locked around him, her only assertive action as her young lover methodically brought her to one orgasm after another. The combination of his thick cock stretching her pussy walls and the overwhelming high she had from the complete domination of her submissives kept Kim in orgasmic bliss as Scott pushed deep inside of her for a half an hour.

Finally, after holding back for as long as he could, Scott began pounding his Goddess with greater and greater fervor, temporarily laying claim to the pussy that was clamping down on his cock. His desirous fire was too great as he finally came deep inside of her pussy, spraying the inside of his exotically beautiful lover with copious amounts of cum.

As Scott began to disengage and pull out completely, Kim's legs remained locked around him.

"No clean up right now lover. We will do this a few more times and then we can clean each other in the tub."

Scott pulled back, amazed and caught off balance by the chameleon in front of him. Kim was looking at him with schoolgirl's eyes, something he had never seen before, nor had he ever expected. She almost seemed vulnerable, fragile, and comforted by Scott's masculine body. Although somewhat true, Kim also knew that an assuaged male ego is much easier to manipulate than an obstinate one.

As the two continued to enjoy each other in a myriad of positions, Charlotte remained affixed to the chair, distraught, confused, and denied, her whimpers and the tracks of some mild tears were the only indication of her distress.

Somewhere around ten at night, the two lovers came back from their bath.

"Pet"

"Oh," Scott thought to himself, "it was fun while it lasted."

"Release your Mistress from her chair, clean her up, and serve her how she needs for the night. Oh, and make us all a snack. I am starving."