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The Examination Part One

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As her phone rang, Jenny glanced at the clock. 3:00. He was always precise. Never a minute early or late.

She knew how to answer properly, or there would be consequences for her.

“Yes sir?”

“Red and white tonight, darling.” That’s all he said. It was all he needed to say. They had gone over the codes: brown for anal sodomization. Blue for ANR, adult nursing relationship, white for oral or vaginal, His choice of course, or both, and red for Discipline. What kind of discipline was left to His discretion, but it was always varied so she would not know exactly what to expect. But it would be strong, strict, and usually a little painful, sometimes a lot painful, depending on her infractions.

Click, the phone went dead. There was never any time to question, rebut or resist. She had known that from the beginning. It was what she had agreed to in the first place: His decisions, His timing, His needs and wants, His dominance, her submission. At first she had been tentative, though in her soul she felt it was what she really wanted: to be dominated, totally, without restraint, by a strong, loving, all-encompassing man…to give herself up completely, to someone who knew what she wanted, needed, and longed for…though at times she had restrained herself from asking for. Out of guilt? Embarrassment?

But now Jenny realized after just a few short months that it was exactly what she wanted, needed. Every day as 3:00 approached she could feel herself becoming aroused, nipples tightening, pussy lubricating, her tummy with butterflies. Not that he would call everyday…he kept her on edge that way, not knowing, sometimes aroused but disappointed when he didn’t call, and she already in heat, needing his mouth on her breasts, his hands on her ass, spreading her ass cheeks, fingers probing her tightest opening, other fingers slide up inside her wet pussy. On those days that he didn’t call, she was left in deep frustration, knowing that she was not allowed to masturbate unless it was in front of Him. After two days without a call from Him, she would pick up the phone when it finally rang at 3:00 anxious…desperate for Him, and He knew it. Knew that she had been trained, conquered, ready willing and prepared to submit to Him, His whims, His needs, His passion. Because they were hers also.

She quickly prepared the enema as always required, as he wanted her clean, just in case he decided to take her that way even if he had not given her the proper code. That way she knew that He was always in charge, and that he could change his mind at any time…on the way home from work or even during their “homecoming” sessions.

After expelling and shaving herself clean between the legs she showered. Then she put on the outfit that the codes he had given her required: a black leather collar with her name on the tag, a garter belt and stockings that framed her ass for Him. Then she knelt in the middle of the room, head and chest upright, her large breasts full and heavy in front of her, to await His arrival.

When he opened the door he glanced at her but did not speak. He took off his jacket, shirt and shoes. The wooden chair scraped along the floor as he placed it in front of her. Then he opened the cabinet and selected a large, black leather paddle and strode back in front of her and sat on the chair. He tapped his palm onto his knees and she knew that was the signal to assume His position. She stood and leaned over His lap so that her forehead nearly touched the floor, as did her toes, her breasts hanging heavily, her naked ass bare to Him. She felt Him spread her legs and her ass cheeks where He could see that she had oiled and lubricated her asshole for Him as He had instructed her upon their first session.

“Count for me” he said sternly, and then without another word he swatted her ass with the large black paddle. Whack!

“Owww!” she cried, but then obediently “One, Sir.”

Whack! “Ohhh!....Two Sir.”

And so it continued until they had reached a dozen, her ass was a bright red, and any resistance or spite that she retained had drained out of her. She felt the tip of the largest, longest butt plug begin to pry its way into her asshole. He toyed with her at first, and she knew she was reflexively arching her ass up higher for him, spreading her legs wider for Him, not just inviting His toy into her ass, but practically begging for it. She could hear him chuckle a bit, and then he plunged it in quickly, deeply and she exhaled “AHHHHHHH.” It was now fully inserted into her, and only He would be allowed to remove it when He saw fit.

“Up!” he commanded and she stood, naked, facing Him. He fondler her breasts, which were beginning to drip with her lactation. He rubbed her nipples with the slick milkiness, squeezed them with His fingertips and little sprays of milk dribbled down her breasts. It hurt a little, but it felt good at the same time. She knew how much he loved her breasts, her nipples, her milk and when he touched His lips and mouth and tongue to each of her swollen nipples she sighed and He suckled the first few drops and streams of her womanness out of her.

“Kneel.” She obeyed.

He unzipped his pants and took out his long sheath of a cock. He rubbed it on her right breast and began squeezing some of her milk onto his penis head. Then the left breast, until his cock was covered in her whiteish slippery essence which he then slipped between her lips so she could taste herself on His cock. It tasted so good to her, so sweet….His cock, her milk. He put his hand on top of her head and pulled her mouth closer to Him, until His cock was so deep inside of her mouth that she nearly gagged. Her nose was rubbing up against his belly, His balls were draped over her chin, and she could feel him squeezing her nipples and hear small squirst of her milk spraying down her belly and thighs. He grabbed her hair and head harder now, as he thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, down her throat until he finally came, spurting his cum all over her face, cheeks, lips and open mouth. She hungrily licked His cum from her lips and chin and cheeks as best as she could. Then He said “Finish” and she took her fingers and wiped the rest of his cum off her face and sucked her fingers clean while gazing upwards at Him.

But He wasn’t done just yet. He laid her back and began suckling her breasts, one by one, latching onto each one for 10 minutes until she was drained and He was recuperated. Then, witihout a word, he spread her legs and fucked her so quickly, so hard that she gasped. Again and again her rammed his large cock into her, and this time before he came her pulled out and pulled her head and mouth back down to His cock gleaming with her wetness. This time she needed no guidance, no urging. Her tongue swung out touching his head gingerly, circling it, and then trailing all the way down to its base, then back up again, until finally she swallowed Him whole, this time enjoying the feeling of His cock entering the back of her throat, and she began pumping her mouth up and down on Him until, at last, He exploded with a stream of hot wet cum pouring down her throat while she swallowed and sucked Him harder, just as He has suckled her own breasts and nipples.

Afterwards, they kissed deeply, with the taste of each of them still on their lips, as they lay.