I am so very nervous. I have never been with a man before. My juices flow; I usually get scared and run away. All the while, I really want a man to show me what to do and how to use my body correctly. But alas, fear wins out and I run away.

We are lying in bed together, you are on top of me and you begin to whisper things in my ear that are scaring me and driving me wild at the same time.

"You are so beautiful, and I will teach you slowly and painfully the ways to please a man," you say.

You continue between my moans and sighs, "You will learn to please me and nothing else will matter to you. I will humble you and use your body for my pleasures. I will teach you the art of making love and submitting to your Master's every whim."

These things make me so wet and hot. You know I am a virgin and am not versed in the art of making love, nor servitude. Now I am here and under your control completely.

"You are made to pleasure man and to receive him whenever his desire hits. You will learn that your needs come second, and pleasing him is the most important thing of all. You will understand in time that this will bring you pleasure."

Your words whirl around in my head like time spinning out of control. Things are surreal and I don't care. As long as I am in your arms nothing else matters.

"First thing you should understand is that this will hurt you. That I derive immense pleasure in this and that you will too, in time."

Fear strikes my heart as, as these words register in my mind, and my eyes open up, to see an evil grin dance across your lips.

"You will learn to like it, and then you will crave it, like a drug you will beg for the punishments yet to come. First of all, I believe I shall take your innocence."

With that, you drive your cock into my unused pussy, which has seen nothing larger than a finger or two. I feel your size enter me with force! The pain steels away my breath and as you tear my young sex, I feel my hymen rupture at the force of your throbbing cock. It resigns to your advances as you enter me wholly.

I cry out, you cover my mouth with the palm of your hand. "Quiet!" you scold me. "You are always to remain silent, unless you wish me to stop. If I stop I will walk away and not look back."

That is a fear that I had not considered and the worst punishment my mind could think of by far. Little did I know then...

You begin to rock your hard body back and forth on my small body, I feel you filling me and the withdrawing until just the head is inside me. You are in a rhythm now and it feels as if I will rip in two, but at the same time, I begin to feel pleasure. I want more and I wrap my legs around you. This also eases my pain slightly. Tears are running down my cheeks. You look down at me, kiss my tears, and smile.

"You are doing very well, my dear. However, I do not wish to make you pregnant." You slip out of me and rub the head against my ass. Your entering me there has never occurred to me before now. As you push and probe for the right spot to enter I shake my head and think to myself, "Oh no, oh no!" But I do not utter a sound. You ease it past the first muscle and I feel myself fighting this intrusion. The pain shoots through me and I see stars behind my eyes. I bury my face into your chest and sob. You push in farther and deeper and I feel muscles relax a bit. That is the sign to you and you push in all the way. I bite down on your chest, curl my finger into a fist, and sob as you begin to fuck my ass. Before long, you have a steady rhythm going and the pain subsides a little but not much. Again, you whisper to me.

"Oh you are so tight and so hot inside your ass. It feels so good. I am going to cum in your ass now. Feel my heat."

With that, you feel harder than before and larger too! Then I feel you pump your sperm into my bowels. I melt, as this is the most incredible feeling I have ever had, and a wave of pleasure washes over me. "S-S-Something is happening!" I cry out. I shake my head back and forth and grind my hips into you. Rushes of pleasure, waves of ecstasy wash over me and I can't control myself. "Oh yeah, oh yeah," is all I can say.

As the feeling subsides, I look up at you and you chuckle a bit and say, as you withdraw from me, "That's my girl. You are a little anal slut."

"Wh-what was that?" I stammer as I try to catch my breath.

"Your first of many my dear, your first of many. It was am orgasm. Which I will allow you to have once you have pleased me well."

"Is that the pleasure you spoke of earlier?"

"That is one of them and the most intense, however you will derive pleasure from many small things you do for me as well. You will learn that taking care of my needs as a willing slave, that will bring you many pleasures and you will learn them all with time."

For weeks, she went through her training. She was whipped several times a day, and shackled to the wall in the corner of her Master's room to sleep at night. He always bathed her and moisturized her skin with his favorite scents. She adored the time he spent on pampering her. As each day passed, she also noticed that she began to crave the whippings. Those hated whippings were now not only becoming routine but that she enjoyed them. She was glad that he whipped her for his pleasure, and not just for punishments.