Educating Mary Ch. 02

When Mistress finally relented, Reggie stayed on the floor, not moving. Seeing Mary's wide eyes, Mistress addressed her. "Don't worry, he'll regain consciousness in a few moments," she soothed. She went over and stroked Mary's hair, kissing her head. "There, there, sweetie," she whispered. Mary felt herself relax under Mistress' calming touch.

When Reggie moved, Mistress went back over to him. He was sobbing uncontrollably, his face contorted with pain and fear. "Get up!" she ordered, using the rod to lift his chin. Obviously having trouble with his motor function, Reggie nevertheless stumbled to his feet. When he was standing up straight, Mistress gripped his face hard. "Listen very carefully," she hissed, her voice pure ice. "If you ever speak with anything except the utmost courtesy in my presence again, I will cause you more pain than you would have thought possible. Is that clear?"

"Y... yes, Mistress," Reggie choked out, still sobbing. Mary noticed that he couldn't bring his eyes to meet Mistress'.

"Good. Make sure you remember," Mistress said. "Believe me, this was just a mild sample of what I'll put you through if it ever happens again." Reggie flinched visibly at this.

Mistress once again led Reggie over to Mary. "Mary, I want you to touch his cock," Mistress said. Mary reached out, and this time Reggie held still. She took the thick, soft member in her hand, thinking it looked like a soggy sausage. She'd only seen Jeff's cock on a couple of occasions, but it looked much the same as far as she could remember.

"Stroke it with your fingers," Mistress instructed, and Mary began rubbing the limp cock between her thumb and forefinger. She saw it swell slightly, increasing in length and girth, and she soon had to use her whole hand on it.

"Now take it in your mouth," Mistress said. Mary looked at the semi-erect cock dubiously, but it looked clean enough, so she slowly leaned forward on the chair and opened her mouth. Reggie gave a little twitch, but the black rod came up to touch his cheek. "If you move even a little without permission," came Mistress' frosty, menacing voice, "it will be a long time before you can move at all without medical assistance." Reggie went completely immobile, standing rigid as a post.

For the first time in her life, Mary took a cock in her mouth. She had most of it in before she closed her lips around it, feeling the firm flesh on her tongue. She sucked carefully, not quite sure how to do it. She'd been worried about the taste, that she might not like it, but it didn't taste anything at all. She glanced up at Mistress, unsure about what to do next.

"Suck on the cock while you play with his balls," Mistress instructed, understanding Mary's dilemma. "Squeeze his balls carefully and knead them a little. Make him hard." Mary did so, wondering at the sensation of Reggie's balls in her hand: a loose sack of flesh with two slippery lumps inside, sliding between her massaging fingers. She sucked harder on his cock in her mouth. "When it gets bigger, move your mouth up and down on the shaft," Mistress told her. "Take hold with your other hand at the base and stroke it when it isn't inside your mouth."

Under her inexpert ministrations, Reggie's cock swelled to full hardness in Mary's mouth. It was very strange to have her mouth filled with thick, pulsing cock. It felt like nothing Mary had ever felt before: soft and hard at the same time. Doing it like Mistress had told her, she moved her head back and forth on the cock, using her hand at the base of the shaft.

"That's good, Mary," came Mistress' voice from above her. "We'll make a good little cocksucker of you yet." Mistress' words made Mary's pussy twitch; she loved it when Mistress talked to her like that. She sucked even more enthusiastically on Reggie's cock, warming to the task. She squinted down along her nose at the shaft sliding in and out of her mouth, becoming even more aroused at seeing it coated in her own saliva.

"That's enough," said Mistress, and Mary reluctantly (but immediately) let the cock slip out from between her lips. It snapped up to point up along Reggie's muscular stomach, bobbing and twitching slightly.

"Mary, go over to that table," Mistress directed, pointing at a low, round coffee table nearby. Mary got up and went over there. "Bend forward and put your hands on the table," said Mistress. When Mary complied, Mistress led Reggie over by his leash. "Kneel," she ordered him, and the skinhead dropped to his knees directly behind Mary. Mistress ran his leach between Mary's legs, then pulled it, drawing his face towards Mary's outthrust arse.

"Lift her skirt," Mistress told Reggie. Mary could feel her plaid schoolgirl skirt pulled up over her hips, and she knew that the kneeling man had an unobstructed view of her pussy. The thought was both disturbing and exciting at the same time. "Now," Mistress told Reggie, "I want you to lick her arse." She gave a tug on the leash. "Go on; put your tongue up her Vietnamese arse. Now!" Her voice cracked as Reggie hesitated. With a moan of despair, Reggie put his hands on Mary's arse, pulling her buttocks apart, and buried his face between them.

Mary gasped out loud as his tongue probed her arsehole. Having anything touch her there, especially someone's tongue, made her stomach knot. However, only a week ago she would have fainted from shame. Now she stood quietly, breathing fast, as Reggie licked her puckered, hairless anus.

"That's right, Reggie, get that tongue in there," said Mistress, keeping the skinhead's leash tight, preventing him from moving away. "Lick her good."

Mary was now definitely warming to the situation, her pussy growing increasingly damp as Reggie's tongue teased her arsehole. Her nipples were stiff and hard, aching to be touched. She pushed her arse back against Reggie's face, whimpering softly.

Lie down on the floor, Reggie," Mistress commanded. Then she turned to Mary. "Mary, kneel down and straddle his face. I think I'll let Reggie give you an orgasm."

"Yes, Mistress, thank you," said Mary as she swung a leg over Reggie's face and lowered her pussy onto his mouth with a smile of anticipation. She felt Reggie's tongue make tentative contact with her pussy, then begin to probe in earnest. Mary closed her eyes, luxuriating in the feeling as his lips found her throbbing clit.

"Is he performing well?" Mistress asked after a minute.

"Yes, Mistress, it's very good," Mary panted. In truth, Reggie was nowhere near as good as Mistress, but he was doing a fair enough job of it.

"Good. Before Reggie came to me, he had some strange ideas about eating pussy," Mistress explained. "He was of the opinion that 'real men' didn't go down on women." She prodded the supine Reggie with one latex-booted foot. "However, as soon as we'd established that Reggie wasn't a 'real man', things went so much better. I've been training him for over a week, and while he's not as good as you are," here Mistress caressed Mary's hair, "I think there's hope for him yet."

Mary kept riding Reggie's face, the tingling in her pussy becoming stronger and stronger. She looked up at Mistress. "Mistress, may I touch my breasts?" she asked, her voice breaking.

Mistress' eyes widened in pleasure, and a warm smile spread across her beautiful face. "Why Mary, how thoughtful of you to ask first. You're being a very good girl today. Yes, you may play with your tits, but don't remove your blouse."

"I won't, Mistress; thank you," Mary said, her hands going to her breasts, squeezing them through her blouse. Her nipples were hard against the starched cotton, and she pinched and rolled them between her thumbs and forefingers.

Erica smiled at the sight in front of her. Mary's orgasm was clearly getting closer, and although Reggie's humiliation must be profound, she noticed his cock was still hard. "I want the two of you to stay just like this," she told them, "while I go upstairs and get something." She touched her rod to the inside of Reggie's thigh. "That goes especially for you, Reggie. Stay exactly like this." With a final look over her shoulder, she left the room and headed for the stair. What she had planned would serve to both initiate the final stage of Mary's training as well as completely break Reggie. Two birds with one stone.

Mary wasn't sure how long Mistress was gone, but it couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes. At first she was a little worried about being alone with Reggie, who was big and strong and obviously didn't like her much, but he stayed precisely where he was, eating her pussy and not moving an inch otherwise. Clearly Mistress' threat was working. She wanted to come, feeling her orgasm close, but she also wanted to wait for Mistress to return. Gritting her teeth, she concentrated on holding back.

Her orgasm was just seconds away when Mary saw Mistress re-entering the room. Before she had a chance to speak, Mary blurted out: "M... Mistress, can I co... come now please?"

Again she was rewarded with that brilliant smile. "Go ahead, Mary," said Mistress huskily. "Come for me." With a gasp, Mary let go of all her self-control, grinding her pussy against Reggie's face. Her orgasm tore through her, nearly toppling her; she had to lean forward and support herself on the carpeted floor with both hands.

When she looked up again, Mary noticed that another man had entered the room after Mistress. He had several things in common with Reggie: his head was shaved, he was completely naked and very muscular, his pubic hair shaved off, and he wore a leather collar. There was, however, one major difference between him and Reggie: the newcomer was black. He was tall, even taller than Mistress, and stood patiently behind her, eyes downcast.

"Mary, Reggie, this is Lawrence," Mistress introduced the black man. Reggie stirred under her, and Mary swung off him so that he could see what was going on. When Reggie saw Lawrence, his eyes widened, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.

"Lawrence here is fully trained," Mistress went on, "and I've told him to come over so that he can assist me in the training of the two of you." She hooked a finger in the steel ring on Lawrence's collar and led him over to the other two people. "One of the most fascinating things about Lawrence is that he's gay," Mistress explained. Reggie gave a start and stared at Mistress in dawning horror. "With some coaching, though, Lawrence has come to realise that sexual preferences are completely subordinate to the pleasure of his Mistress. Isn't that right, Lawrence?"

The big man nodded. "Yes, Mistress," he replied in a deep bass voice.

"Perhaps a demonstration would be in order," Mistress murmured. "Mary, kneel down in front of Lawrence."

Mary instantly scooted over to Lawrence, positioning herself in front of him, his limp cock dangling in front of her face.

"Now play with his cock," Mistress instructed.

The thick organ was heavy and warm in Mary's hand, like a sleeping snake. She grasped it in one hand, squeezing gently, and began to stroke back and forth with her fist. She kept doing this for maybe a minute, but there was no response. Lawrence's dick remained limp.

"Let go," Mistress commanded, and Mary dropped her hand back into her lap. With a latex-gloved hand, Mistress reached down and grasped Lawrence's cock and began stroking it firmly. Almost immediately the black member began to swell between her fingers, growing to full size in less than ten seconds.

Mary stared in awe at the big cock in Mistress' hand. It was almost as large as the strap-on Mistress had first introduced her to a couple of days earlier, and she felt her pussy grow wet with excitement. The sight of Mistress' shiny red fingers stroking the black cock was very arousing.

"All right Mary, now I want you to suck Lawrence's cock the way you sucked Reggie's," Mistress instructed. "Show me that you remember how it's done."

Without hesitation, Mary took the large black cock in her mouth and began sucking. She moved her head back and forth, keeping her lips tightly sealed around the shaft, rubbing the underside with her tongue. The cock was much too big for her to get all of it inside her mouth, so she put her hand around it down at the base, just like she had with Reggie's, and began stroking it in rhythm with her sucking. Gay or not, it was clear by Lawrence's reaction that a warm, sucking mouth on his cock was appreciated, whether it belonged to a man or a woman. He moaned softly, and Mary saw the well-defined muscles in his stomach tighten in response to the blowjob.

"Mary, I want you to take only the head of his cock in your mouth," said Mistress. When Mary did so, she went on: "Use your tongue on the head. Rub it around the edge, then work it in a spiral in towards the hole on the tip. Understand?"

Mary made an affirmative grunting noise, not taking her mouth from the huge shaft between her lips. She went to work with her tongue, licking like Mistress had instructed, feeling the slightly spongy texture of the cockhead on her tongue. A drop of something salty leaked out, but Mary kept right on.

"How is she doing, Lawrence?" Mistress asked the big black man. "Is she doing it right?"

"She's very good, Mistress," Lawrence replied.

"Don't hold back on me," Mistress cautioned. "She needs to learn this, and I can't teach her unless you're completely honest."

"Uh, she could use her tongue a little harder, you know, push harder," Lawrence explained, his voice not completely steady.

"Did you hear that, Mary?" inquired Mistress. Mary grunted again and immediately applied more pressure with her tongue. She'd never done this before, never had a cock in her mouth before today, and had been afraid to hurt Lawrence; she'd heard that a man's penis was frightfully sensitive. "Don't be afraid to hurt him," Mistress said, as if she'd been reading Mary's mind. "As long as your teeth don't scrape him, there's no way your mouth could do any damage."

Reassured by this, Mary went back to concentrating on the cock in her mouth. It was a little tricky at first to remember to suck while simultaneously using her tongue, but eventually she began to get the hang of it. Lawrence was beginning to push his hips forward, trying to get more of his cock inside her mouth.

"That's enough," came Mistress' voice. "Lawrence needs to conserve his strength; there will be plenty for him to do today." Mary obediently let go of the black cock and sat back on her haunches, awaiting Mistress' next order. It wasn't long coming.

"Is your pussy wet, Mary?" asked Mistress.

"Yes, Mistress," replied Mary truthfully.

"Good, you'll need it." Mistress pointed at Reggie, who was still lying on the floor, then snapped her fingers and pointed to the sofa by the wall. "Get up there," she ordered, and Reggie prudently scrambled over and sat on the sofa. His cock swayed half-limp in front of him. "Lawrence, go over and suck Reggie's cock until it's hard," Mistress ordered.

Reggie stared at the large black man as he approached him, but a chilling glance from Mistress held him frozen in place. Dropping to his knees in front of the skinhead, Lawrence lowered his head into Reggie's lap and took his cock in his mouth. Mary could see his cheeks dimple as he sucked, and Reggie gave an involuntary jerk as if stung. He gasped for breath, and Mary saw a drop of sweat trickle from his brow and down in his face. His eyes were wide with horror, and his fists clenched so hard the pumped-up muscles in his arms bulged impossibly thick. Nevertheless, every time Lawrence's head bobbed up, Reggie's cock had swollen a little more, and within a minute it was as hard as ever.

"That's enough," said Mistress, and Lawrence rose and stepped aside. Reggie was staring at his own cock with bulging, disbelieving eyes. The traitorous organ was standing erect, glistening with Lawrence's spit.

Mistress motioned Mary towards the sofa. "Mary, I want you to sit on Reggie's cock," she explained. "Straddle his lap and put his cock inside you, slowly."

"Yes, Mistress," said Mary, her mouth a little dry with apprehension. Her pussy, on the other hand, was as wet as it could get. Her plaid skirt swishing around her round hips, she walked over to Reggie, who looked at her with something like relief in his eyes. Clearly he now viewed Mary as the lesser of two evils by far.

Mary climbed onto the sofa, one knee on either side of Reggie's hips. Her skirt fell over his lap, concealing his cock, but Mary imagined she could feel the heat radiating from the stiff pole pointing up between her thighs. She reached under the skirt and found Reggie's cock, feeling it pulse in her hand. She cast an inquiring glance over on her Mistress, who nodded encouragingly.

"Reggie, pull up her skirt so we can see," Mistress instructed, and Reggie pulled Mary's skirt up over her hips and held it there with both hands. "All right, Mary, sit on his cock," said Mistress.

Erica watched with fascination as Mary slowly lowered her hairless pussy down to the waiting erection. The brunette held the cock in her hand, guiding it towards her wet opening, while supporting her weight with her other hand on Reggie's muscular shoulder. The blonde dominatrix' pussy was tingling with excitement under her tight latex cat suit, and she savoured the sensation, knowing she had three obedient slaves with no other purpose than to satisfy her needs.

With warm anticipation, Erica watched as Mary's pussy came into contact with the tip of Reggie's cock. With agonising slowness her pussy lips parted around the head as the beautiful brunette impaled herself on the throbbing erection in her hand. Now the head was completely inside her, and Erica bit her lip, knowing that this was the second cock to ever enter Mary's tight pussy. Slowly, slowly more of the shaft disappeared inside her, the swollen pussy lips clinging wetly to the rigid pole, and finally Mary sat with her full weight on Reggie's lap, only his full balls visible under her arse.

Mary, having had a variety of dildos and vibrators inside her over the past few days, knew what was expected of her. As soon as her pussy had grown accustomed to the cock inside her, she raised herself up, feeling the walls of her pussy contract as the cock slid wetly out of her. With only the head left inside her, she stopped and lowered herself back down, feeling the hot flesh fill her again. It was a strange sensation, Reggie's cock being smaller than most of the dildos Mistress had used on her, but unlike the latex substitutes, the cock felt warm and somehow different inside her.

Now Mary was beginning to pick up the pace a little, her eyes closed, raising and lowering her body on the stiff cock. The friction was creating a warm glow in her pussy, a glow she was eager to feed and develop into a raging fire. She supported herself with both hands on Reggie's massive chest, feeling the hard muscles under warm skin, and dug her fingers into his flesh.

Erica walked over to Mary and Reggie, placing her hands on the brunette's shoulders. She leaned forward and inhaled the fresh scent of her hair, then tilted her head and bit Mary's neck gently. Her hands wandered down Mary's back, then slipped under her arms and to her chest, gloved hands cupping the riding woman's breasts. Her nipples were hard and erect, poking at the cotton blouse. Mary moaned as her Mistress' hands caressed her. With slow deliberation, Erica began unbuttoning the middle buttons of Mary's blouse, making an opening just big enough to expose her firm tits.

Mary rode Reggie's cock slowly, trying to only move her hips while keeping her body still, so that Mistress could open her blouse and get to her tits. When she finally felt the smooth latex on her breasts, Mary shuddered with pleasure. Mistress pinched her nipples, causing Mary to moan and increase her tempo on Reggie's cock.