Marriage Training Ch. 17

Desire warred with fear warred with anxiety. Was he going to take her maidenhead now? Before the wedding? And did she want him to?

At the moment, she felt as though she would happily let him do whatever he wanted with her body. Many of the things she had experienced throughout her training had aroused her despite what was happening to her, now she was becoming aroused because of what was happening to her.

She felt the fabric of her dress slithering down around her and realized that he was undressing her, his hands sliding across bare skin and her chemise. This was quite a bit more exciting than when Mrs. Banks undressed her. Throughout, Gabriel continued kissing her as she clung to him, only moving enough to help him free her limbs from the garment.

When she was completely unclothed, except for her stockings, Gabriel stepped back and drank in the sight of her naked body with his eyes. The way she flushed at his hungry gaze only made her more enticing. The hard, pink pebbled nipples stood out from the soft, white mounds of her breasts, begging to be touched.

Controlling himself, Gabriel stepped back, letting his hands fall away from her silken skin and sat himself down in her punishment chair.

"Come here, sweet," he said, patting his lap.

Vivian's emerald eyes grew big. "But... how many..."

"This isn't punishment, sweetness," he said, holding out his hand to encourage her to come forward. Seemingly without realizing it, she reached out to him, her slender fingers pressing against his palm, and he gently drew her to him. Arranging her to his satisfaction over his lap, Gabriel ran his hands over the soft, creamy mounds of her buttocks. It always amazed him how much punishment this particular area could take, although tonight he would be spanking Vivian for pleasure's sake. Rubbing his hands over the ample hillocks, Gabriel began to explain. "I'm going to spank you, sweet, but you're going to enjoy it. Your body already responds to being spanked, to the bite of pain, but tonight you're also going to discover how much you can enjoy the actual spanking. I know that you don't mean to become aroused when you're disciplined, but your body loves it even if you don't. Tonight you're going to love everything that happens to you. You did very well today, Vivian, and you deserve a reward."

Gabriel's deep voice, combined with the little circles that he was making on her backside, had become almost hypnotic. Vivian found herself feeling lightheaded and fuzzy. She didn't realize how much her body had relaxed as Gabriel had spoken. Although she had felt the hot flush of shame when he'd mentioned how her body responded to her punishments; she truly didn't understand why the pain aroused her so, but she did understand that Gabriel enjoyed that about her.

But what did he mean by a pleasurable spanking?

Rubbing his hands over her creamy skin, wondering if Mrs. Banks was enjoying the sight of Vivian's sweet bottom and the slightly parted pouch of her pussy as much as he had, Gabriel began to squeeze and knead the soft flesh to prepare Vivian. She moaned as his hands became a little rougher, sending tingles of sensation up her spine and through her core.

When he finally gave her bottom a little swat, she let out a little squeal of surprise. It hadn't hurt. Not exactly. Just a tiny little sting that she barely felt. Then he swatted her again, on her other cheek and Vivian actually sighed, wriggling on his lap as if to ask for more.

This was so much more pleasant than the punishment spankings that she'd received, she immediately understood the difference. Gabriel smiled as he began to warm her bottom with crisp, firm swats that had very little overall power. He wasn't going to keep any particular count, he was just going to spank her until she was pink and moaning, and his cock couldn't take it anymore. Trapped between her body and his, that aching appendage was already begging for release.

In just a little over a week they'd be married and then he could keep Vivian in his bed for as long as he wanted, satisfying his need for her over and over. Gabriel had thought about taking her to the Continent for a honeymoon, but perhaps they should travel later; after all, if he was going to confine them to one room than a room in England was just as good as one abroad. He could keep her in bed for a week and not get his fill of her.

Vivian gasped and moaned as the blows rained down harder, stinging just enough to make her squirm, just enough that her pussy was creaming and clenching, but not enough that it actually really hurt. She didn't realize that the slow burn of the way that Gabriel had started off more gently and worked his way to harder blows had actually helped to desensitize her skin, the rhythmic spanking contributing to the easiness with which she received it. Gabriel was playing her body as if it was an instrument, knowing exactly what notes to hit to make her pleasure crescendo.

When he stopped, his hands rested on her bottom, pulling the cheeks apart so that he could glimpse the wet folds of her quim and the sweet little rosebud of her anus.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you sweet?" His voice was hot with lust for her and filled with supremely male satisfaction.

"Yes, Gabriel." So much so that she was panting. When he ran his finger down the crack between her buttocks, swirling it over the sensitive nerves surrounding her crinkled hole, and then delving down into her pussy, Vivian quivered and moaned. Her hips lifted in response, seeking more contact from his fingers.

Running his fingers down to the swollen nubbin of her clitoris, Gabriel gave it a slight pinch before moving his hands away. The little pleading whimper that escaped from her throat made his cock throb again.

"On your knees, sweet. I want you to use your mouth on me and then you'll get the rest of your reward."

At this point in her training Vivian was so used to giving over control of her body to another that she didn't even question Gabriel's precedence over her. In fact, as she slid to her knees before him, her arousal just continued to build knowing that she was going to pleasure him while she ached for her own release. The submissive qualities inherent in her personality reveled in the idea of servicing the dominant man in front of her and then being treated to her own climax.

She opened her mouth eagerly as he freed himself from his trousers. The sight of his male appendage was no longer startling, although she still found herself curious about certain aspects as she hadn't had a full opportunity to explore the differences between their bodies. Her mouth watered as she tilted her head forward, she actually craved the meaty, slightly salty taste of him.

Flicking her tongue over the head of his cock, she enjoyed the way he moaned as she explored the mushroom shaped tip with her mouth. For once, Gabriel let her have a few minutes to indulge in her curiosity, enjoying the eager way she licked him, before he pushed his fingers into her hair and pulled her mouth down around the length of his shaft. The press of her lips wrapped around him, the suction of her mouth, was heaven.

Leaning his head back, Gabriel kept just the lightest pressure on the back of her head, allowing her to suck him at her own pace while he concentrated on not embarrassing himself by losing his control too quickly. While she still couldn't take all of him, she seemed determined to try and stuff as much of him down her throat as she could. The way her tongue fluttered along the underside of his cock whenever she gagged felt incredible, as did the fluctuation of her throat muscles, but he didn't press her downward.

Having her kneeling, naked, between his legs while she sucked his cock with such innocent abandon was something he wanted to watch one day. He fully intended to set up mirrors all over their bedroom so that he could get the full effect of the tableau.

Just the thought sent him over the edge and he gripped Vivian's hair more tightly, holding her down on his cock as he pulsed into her mouth. He could feel the slight movements of her body, of her throat, as she swallowed, drinking him down and he groaned as he thought of his seed filling her belly. Her tongue and jaw worked, suckling him, until every last drop had been wrung from him.

Opening his eyes again, he loosened his hold on her hair and stroked the coppery strands tenderly. She was looking up at him, with those wide, expressive, hopeful eyes and he smiled down at her.

"Very good, sweet. Now up on your feet." Gabriel tucked himself away as he stood, knowing that he was probably going to be leaving her room with yet another erection. He truly wasn't going to be satisfied until he'd had her underneath him for at least a full day. "Lay down on your bed, on your back, with your arms above your head."

The slightly wary look that she gave him at this new turn of events set his heart pounding. He loved seeing her little hesitations, her blushes, her uncertainties, and yet knowing that she would obey him anyway. That sweet, little pink tongue flashed across her lower lip as she turned away. He enjoyed watched the shift of her rosy buttocks as she walked to the bed and crawled onto it before turning over onto her back.

Following her, he stood by the edge of the bed, enjoying the color rising in her cheeks as she realized how vulnerable her position made her. And he was about to increase that.

"Put your feet flat on the bed and spread your legs, love."

Vivian's heart surged in her chest. Did he realize what he had just said? His expression hadn't changed one bit, despite the fact that he had just changed the endearment he used for her.

Standing over her, fully clothed while she was completely nude, he looked almost dangerous with the shadows of the room dancing across his face in flickering candlelight. Those silvery grey eyes seemed to glow as they traveled up and down her body. Nervous energy shot through her as she slowly spread her legs and drew them upwards, revealing all of her most intimate areas to that hungry gaze. She could feel the fine tremors going through her body; being so brazenly splayed before him was both frightening and exhilarating.

Arousal and trepidation were obvious in Vivian's body; her flushed face, the hesitant movements, and the glossy shine of her inner pussy lips. Gabriel licked his own lips, simultaneously hating and savoring the wait between tonight and their wedding night.

"Spread them more."

Her breasts were thrust upwards by the position of her arms, those pert nipples so tightly budded and tempting, and now she was opening her legs even wider to offer another portion of her body to him. Not one inch of her most intimate area was private from him, all that wet, glistening flesh awaiting whatever he wanted to do to her. With her knees in the air, her hips were tilted slightly upwards and he was able to see the barest glimpse of her tiny, puckered anus winking at him between rosy cheeks.

Gabriel was no longer surprised by the fact that his cock was already hardening, despite the fact that he'd climaxed so recently. That was just the effect that Vivian had on him, especially when she was naked, splayed and submissively ready for him.

Crawling onto the bed, he watched her blush deepen as he positioned himself between her feet.

"Good girl."

Vivian bit her lip as Gabriel put his hands on her knees and spread them even wider. It took every bit of her willpower not to reach down and cover herself, but she desperately wanted the reward he'd offered and she didn't want to risk getting a punishment spanking instead. The spanking that he'd given her had heated up her insides along with her bottom; it felt tingly and sensitive against her bed but not at all painful. There would be no need to sleep on her side tonight.

He trailed his fingers along her inner thighs, between her knees and her wet folds, and she moaned every time he came close to that sensitive area. Teasing her, he never quite touched it, although her hips lifted in silent entreaty.

"Tell me what you want, Vivian."

Oh... did he have to? She blushed furiously, her eyes sliding away from his as he stared down at her. He looked so dark and commanding, on his knees above her, his shirtsleeves rolled up and the crisp white of his shirt standing out against his darker skin and hair.

When she didn't respond, he reached up and pinched on of her nipples, roughly. It stung and throbbed between his finger tips. "Tell me what you want, Vivian."

"That... please... on my... on the other one."

Gabriel's lips curved up in a smile as he squeezed and pulled at the nipple currently trapped between his fingers. That hungry look in his eyes had intensified again. "On what, Vivian?"

She whimpered. "My other nipple, please," she whispered.

Those blushes were so wonderfully delightful, Gabriel almost wanted to make her repeat the full request, but he recognized that asking at all had been hard for her. So he would reward her.

With both of those little pink beauties trapped by his fingers, he pinched and pulled to his delight, twisting them gently back and forth as Vivian moaned and began to writhe. The feminine musk of her arousal filled the air around them like a heady perfume as her hips began to life, seeking the same kind of stimulation that he was providing her breasts with.

Ignoring her writhing, Gabriel cupped both breasts in his hands and squeezed as he lowered his mouth to one of her tormented nipples. They were both a darker pink than before, from both her arousal and his attentions. Wetting the tip with his tongue, he sucked it into his mouth, enjoying the way she mewled and squirmed beneath his hands.

When he felt her hands on his head, holding him to her breast, he pulled away, tsking her.

"I told you not to move your hands, now you've lost the use of them."

Gabriel pulled a silken length of cord from his pocket and wrapped it around her wrists before securing them to the headboard, leaving her stretched out and completely vulnerable to his hands and mouth.

Relief swept through Vivian that her punishment was so light. She hadn't meant to move her hands, it had just happened when his lips and teeth had started pulling at her sensitive nipple. The sensation had been so wonderfully intense, so incredibly pleasurable and she'd completely forgotten about his orders.

Although he didn't seem that upset as he lowered his mouth to her other nipple, returning his hands to their places on her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh again. That was when she learned what her punishment truly was.

Vivian writhed, her arms jerking at the cording restraining her, practically mindless with lust. She'd eventually lost track of how long Gabriel had been at her breasts, alternating his mouth between her nipples which were throbbing as her heat pounded. Moans and movements were ignored as he indulged himself in teasing her, tormenting her so that she thought she might actually climax from nothing but his hands and mouth on her breasts and nipples because she was so aroused.

And every time she begged him, every time she pleaded, he would always ask the same question.

"Please what, Vivian? What do you want me to do?"

Then he'd got back to tormenting her while she tried to overcome her embarrassment at expressing the rising tide of desires that was overwhelming. Finally, the need broke through her modesty, and her cheeks burned with shame and relief as she managed to plead with him.

"Please... Gabriel... put your fingers inside me."

He'd started to worry that she'd never ask. Mrs. Banks certainly hadn't had to work this hard to get a plea for pleasure from Vivian, but then again Mrs. Banks was a woman and Vivian's upbringing was the same as her peers - that is she was well trained not to speak of anything bodily to a man. Even if that man had her naked, tied up and at his mercy.

"Yes, love, I will put my fingers inside you."

The way her body rippled as his hand slid down her stomach said that she was dying for his touch. He studiously avoided the swollen nub of her clit, smiling as he watched her face and saw the disappointment and the pleading. Dipping his fingers into the font of her dripping juices, he explored those wet folds with long, slow swipes of his fingers. She was so wet that the juices had literally started to run down the crack of her buttocks.

During her writhing as he'd teased her mercilessly, her legs had moved quite a bit and so he pushed them fully open again as his forefinger slid down into the crack of her asshole and pressed against her anus.

"Oh!" she gasped, squirming, as if she might be able to get away from his questing digit. "Gabriel... that isn't what I meant!"

"Ah, but you weren't specific, were you sweet?"

Any response she might have made was lost as he pushed his finger past the clenching barrier of her anus and inside of her, incredibly easily thanks to all the lubrication her dripping pussy had provided. Vivian felt the tingling burn of entry, the way his finger rooted back and forth as he explored her tight backdoor and she closed her eyes against that molten silver gaze. It wasn't that she hated having that area played with, but she liked it too much and she knew that it wasn't proper. From the way Gabriel was looking at her, she could tell that he knew it wasn't proper either, and the very forbidden nature of the act appealed to him.

Vivian supposed she should have been used to having that particular hole touched and filled by now, but Mrs. Banks had never looked at her with such hungry, devouring eyes when she'd invaded it. She had never put Vivian on her back and spread her legs like this, and even though she was inexperienced, Vivian had sensed Mrs. Bank's indifference to the act. With Gabriel it was completely different; he was invested in exploring that back channel with much more interest than Mrs. Banks ever had.

She moaned as she felt him shifting on the bed, peeking through her eyelashes and seeing that he was lowering himself between her legs. The cool air brushed against her wet nipples as they slowly dried, now a dark red from his ardent attentions to the rosy tips. Now he would be able to watch as his finger breached the entry that he'd had Mrs. Banks train.

"You smell so good..." His voice drifted up to her ears and Vivian's body clenched. "I think I could just eat you up."

While Vivian had experienced Mrs. Banks' mouth of her before, on the rare occasion when the companion had stimulated Vivian's clitoris with her tongue, Vivian had never experienced anything like the long, slow, heated swipes of Gabriel's tongue licking along her gaping slit. She shuddered, her anus tightening around his finger as it began to move back and forth, simulating the sex act that she would eventually experience, and cried out with pure pleasure as he began to tease at those tender folds.

It was like a banquet of honeyed peaches, spread out for Gabriel's delight. He kept one hand on the inside of Vivian's thigh, ensuring that she remained spread and open for him, as he settled himself down to the delights of her body. The tightness of her anus as it convulsed around his finger had his cock throbbing. Gabriel licked and nibbled at the tender pink lips of her sex, staring up the length of her body and enjoying the way she began to thrash her head back and forth, her breasts jiggling mightily as he worked her towards a quickly impending orgasm.

All the teasing, combined with the sudden storm of sensation on her most sensitive areas overwhelmed Vivian. Her body tightened, breath coming in short pants, and then she screamed his name as he sucked her clit into his mouth. The sobbing cries poured down around him as he frigged her tiny asshole hard, his mouth and tongue working to wring every last ounce of pleasure from her quivering flesh.