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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: She Learned to Obey! Poppy is an overeager sub and slave whose lack of restraint in going after exactly what she wants is about to land her in a whole lot of trouble! Soon she is sent to Master Charles for retraining, where she is available for use by anyone, Master or submissive. With Poppy in the hands of a very stern Master and Mistress, school is in for these this born submissive. Class won't be over until her lessons are learned and learned well. Will Poppy earn the privilege of wearing her master's collar once again? Or will she lose it to his new, obedient young slave?
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: July 2007

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [251 KB]
Words: 59949
Reading time: 171-239 min.

Master Charles withdrew his hard nine-inch cock from Poppy's throat and mouth just in time to ejaculate his hot, white sticky cum on her face. With pleasure, he watched his abundant ejaculation cover her face and drip down her cheeks. The source of his pleasure wasn't only the wonderful climax he was enjoying. From his training, Poppy was the best provider of oral sex among all of his submissives and always gave him an intense climax. But he also received immense pleasure from impressing upon Poppy that she was his property to be used, abused and degraded as he saw fit. Taking his hard cock and squeezing the last of his cum from it, he applied it to her lips like lipstick. "I bet you would love to taste your master and suck his cock dry," he commented while continuing to move his cock over her lips.

When he paused, Poppy replied, "For sure, Master, you have the best tasting cum I have ever tasted." She kept her eyes closed since his cum was covering them.

"Lick your lips."

Her tongue immediately darted out in obedience and retrieved a precious few drops of her master's cum. "Thank you, Master," she said before using her tongue to retrieve more cum from her lips. With his guidance, she had become a cumaholic. Being denied his great tasting cum or anyone else's for that matter was a cruel punishment for her.

He smiled over her obedience. He watched some of his cum drip from her face onto her naked left breast. Using his index finger, he removed some of the cum from her eyes.

She moaned as he massaged the cum into her left breast. She wished she could taste more of his nectar. After removing his cum from her other eye and while he was massaging it into her other breast, she opened her eyes. From her position of kneeling between his legs as he sat on the sofa, she was able to admire his still hard cock that was only inches from her face. "Oh, that feels so good, Master," she indicated over his soft touch to her breast.

"It must feel very good since your nipples are getting so hard." He gently pulled on her erect nipples. "I love how they feel," he added as he kneaded them between his thumbs and index fingers and enjoyed just how thick they were.

She jumped when he pinched them and gave her a shot of pain. "Thank you, Master."

"Do you want to suck my cock?"

"Yes, Master. May I?"

"Soon."

When he leaned forward, she moved back slightly, arched her back and offered her breasts to her master. "Oh, Master," she moaned when he took the left one into his mouth and swirled his tongue over her nipple. She kept her hands behind her back even though she wanted to just grab his head and pulled it firmly against herself. "Harder, Master. Please," she whispered.

Master Charles savored the taste of his cum as he sucked on her C-cup breast. Then putting his arms around her, he pulled her tight against his mouth, sucked as hard as he could and took as much of her breast as possible into his mouth.

"Yes, Master," Poppy breathed while enjoying the blend of pain and pleasure her master was giving her. When he was finished, he sat back on the sofa. Wiping some of his cum from her cheek, he offered his cum laden finger to her mouth. "My, you are hungry," he said as she inhaled his finger and quickly moved all of the fluids from it.

"Yes, Master. I do crave your great tasting juices," she freely admitted. She waited while he used his index finger to remove more cum from her face. She opened her mouth in anticipation of tasting and swallowing more of the very essence of her master.

He smiled when her expression changed from anticipation to disappointment when he inserted his finger into his own mouth. "Are you disappointed, my pet?"

"Yes, Master. I'm very disappointed. I love tasting and swallowing your cum."

I know, my pet. And I will reward you in that way when I want to and not before."

"Yes, Master."

"You may suck my cock."

"Thank you, Master." She leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth. She enjoyed the small of amount of cum that was still on the head of his penis and oozing from the tip. She wanted more, much more. She felt his semi-erect cock become hard once again while she sucked on it.

"Yes, you are a great cocksucking whore," he praised her while enjoying how his body reacted to her superb oral skills. "I have trained you well." Closing his eyes, he took pleasure from how marvelous her mouth felt surrounding his cock. Taking her head and pulling it towards himself, he ordered, "Take it all."

Poppy wasted no time in taking her master's cock completely into her throat. She knew how much he loved being deep throated. And she was so grateful that he had taught her that skill. She smiled to herself as he held her head and fucked her throat. She hoped that her obedience would be rewarded by him cumming in her mouth. She anticipated the moment of having a full load of his marvelous cum to taste, to savor and to swallow. Her taste buds were tingling in anticipation, too.

"You are good," Master Charles said when he found himself on the verge of a climax. Removing his cock from her mouth before he reached the point of no return, he took a fist full of her dark brown shoulder-length hair and pulled her head back slightly. Looking into her medium blue eyes, he smiled as he moved his cock over her red lips. "Lick the tip," he ordered after squeezing his cock and observing the pre-cum oozing from the tip.

"Yes, Master." Poppy's tongue darted out in obedience.

"You may stroke my cock."

"Thank you, Master." She immediately and reverently stroked his long and so thick cock with her soft hands. "I love having you in my throat," she volunteered as he held her gaze.

"So do I," he agreed. Using his free hand, he removed more cum from her face. He offered his drenched fingers to her lips.

"Thank you, Master." She immediately took his fingers into her mouth and cleaned them.

He loved how her tongue felt moving over his fingers. "You are such a needy little, whore," he commented while moving his fingers in and out of her mouth. "I bet you would love to have me cum in your mouth." He withdrew his fingers.

"Please, Master. Please," she begged. When he pulled her head forward, she opened wide and took his cock deep into her throat again. She was filled with anticipation of having her mouth filled with his remarkable tasting cum.

"Oh, I do love how this feels," he said while he repeatedly fucked her throat. When for a second time he reached the point of orgasm, he pushed his cock deep into her throat and kept it there until the urge to climax disappeared. Then he withdrew his cock from her mouth and held it just a few inches away from her face.

"Master, cum for me. Please. I want to taste you," she begged while lustfully looking at his awesome cock. She attempted to take him back into her mouth.

He wanted to cum in her mouth. But for the moment, he would control himself and put his needs aside. Right now, it was apparent that he needed to reinforce his position as her master and that he did indeed control her. Denying this cumaholic the taste of his cum would be ample punishment to reinforce the fact that she would only taste him when he decided that she could have that privilege. Using his grip on her hair, he pulled her back. "No. Don't ever try and suck my cock again without permission," he admonished her. He gave her hair a yank to emphasize his displeasure over her actions.

"Sorry, Master." She took a deep breath when he released his grip on her hair.

"Put your hands behind your back." When she obeyed, he ordered, "Use your tongue and clean off the tip, slut."

"Yes, Master." Poppy carefully leaned forward and obeyed.

"Tasting my cum is a reward that you must earn," he informed her while watching her tongue move over the head of his penis.

While licking the tip of his penis, she looked up and into his deep blue eyes and saw his power, control and displeasure. "Yes, Master," she acknowledged once she had lapped up all of his pre-cum.

"And you haven't earned that privilege ... yet." He leaned forward and pinched both nipples using his index fingers and thumbs. He slowly increased the pressure he was exerting on them until she flinched.

Poppy bit her lip and accepted his training. She moaned as he continued to increase the pressure on her nipples.

He watched her carefully as he put more and more pressure on her nipples. He looked down and saw that the tips were turning white. "Do you understand," he finally said after one of the longest minutes in her life.

"Yes, Master," she softly replied. The pain was evident in her voice. She sucked in a breath of air while he continued to pinch her nipples. "Oh," she moaned as he increased the pressure.

"Never forget that you are here to serve me and that you are a slut, my slut."

"I won't, Master."

"Good."

"Ow!" she yelped when he gave her nipples a finally squeeze before releasing them.

"Sylvia, I need my replica," he loudly demanded. He looked at Poppy and gave her an evil smile.

"Yes, Master," Sylvia replied from the bedroom where she was performing her daily chores. She quickly located the item he desired and brought it to him in the family room. Standing before him with her legs spread, she offered the replica to her master.

He ran his hands over Sylvia's black stockings. "You have great legs, my pet."

"I'm glad you like them, Master," Sylvia purred. She looked at his hard cock, opened her mouth and sensuously moved her tongue over her lips.

"I do." He moved his hands under the short black skirt of her maid's outfit and lightly caressed her pussy through her silky black panties. He felt the swollen lips of her sex and the dampness that was already present on the crotch of her panties.

"Oh, thank you, Master," she purred. She spread her legs even wider. She glanced down and saw the remaining traces of cum on Poppy's face. She wished she could have seen her master cum on Poppy's face.

"Kneel." When she did, he found her nipples beneath the fabric of the maid's outfit and the silky black bra she was wearing. "So hard," he commented.

"For sure, Master." Sylvia purred as her nipples became fully erect from his touch.

"Let me see your breasts." Along with Poppy, he watched as Sylvia moved her long blond hair back over her shoulders and exposed her breasts to their view.

Master Charles kept his eyes riveted on Sylvia's breasts while she adjusted the bra underneath them so that they would be supported and ready to serve her master. "You have such thick nipples," he commented as he fondled them after placing the replica on the sofa next to him.

"Mmmmm," Sylvia moaned when he pulled them slightly out from her body. "Yes, Master," she added when he pinched them.

Poppy looked at Sylvia's breasts. She knew that they were at least a cup-size larger than hers were and that the nipples were twice the size of hers. She also knew that her master enjoyed her breasts more because he could take the whole thing into his mouth.