Pillar Ch. 19

"Come on, Alex. I changed my schedule so we could run together. I'm barely even running."

She wanted to tell him off but she held back, too out of breath to talk.

"Just one more lap, come on girl!"

That wasn't the first time she'd heard that, but it still gave her a small boost and she kept on running. When the run was finally finished, she collapsed in the grass and groaned when Tom started stretching her legs

"Never forget to stretch your legs. I'll give you a massage when we get back."

Her groans changed a little when he started teasing her pussy through her tight running shorts. Running made her horny for some reason. She tried to stop him but he distracted her by stretching her leg again. She gave up, every run had been like this. Every training day he would push her on the track and then fiddle with her until she could barely walk. He would suddenly stop and let her simmer until they got to a point during the day when she was allowed to come.

He had caught her once, masturbating in her room, she flinched a little when she remembered the spanking he gave her after that. The next day a chastity belt had appeared on one of the shelves above her bed. She took the hint. The worst thing was that even though he allowed her climaxes according to his schedule, he never fucked her. She wanted to be screwed in the worst way. If he dragged her in a bush right now she would let him.

Back home she communicated in moans, groans and grunts while he massaged her. He held her down on the table while he finished up the massage by fingering her pussy, quickly bringing her back to the edge of a quick climax. He patted her ass and left her on the table to go and get his morning coffee. Her relaxed feeling shot, she grumbled and followed him. She scowled at Ruth's shining face, she'd gotten some fun the day before. No wonder she was happy.

"What's with the look, Alex?"

"Like you don't know."

"Actually I have no idea at the moment. I feel great if you're interested. Hey!"

She pulled a face when she saw the sugar cube sink into her coffee.

"Why did you have to do that? It's gross now."

She got up to pour her coffee down the drain but Tom stopped her.

"Ruth, don't spill food. You got what you deserved."

Her cute pout as she set the cup to her lips almost made up for the swamp in Alex's panties, almost. Soon enough though, the scene of domestic bliss was finished and Alex was left behind as they both went to work. She also had stuff to do. Read 'Crime and punishment'. Write an essay about 'All the things to like about me.' She was still embarrassed about her last essay, at a loss she'd spent half a page on how great her boobs were.

And last but not least, masturbate three times. And not just your regular quickie. She had to make love to herself at least once, whatever that meant. She had to repeatedly bring herself to the edge in at least one of the sessions. And thirdly, during at least one of the sessions she had to do something she hadn't done before or still couldn't do properly.

She had a journal to write down her efforts, in detail. If she tried hard, she knew he might reward her by touching her. But before she got her release, she had to go through the worst exercise of them all. They had started on it during the first week and the concept was simple. Hold back under type of stimulation x for y minutes. There was nothing easy about it. After a whole day spent getting revved up, holding back was near to impossible. Her current record was five minutes. That had earned her a toe curling kiss and one extra orgasm. She'd be running a hundred kilometers by the time he fucked her again.

She shook her head, trying to clear the fog clouding it and picked up the book assignment. The last had been the 'Divine comedy', not her style. But Russian literature she could live with.

She was happily reading when she heard her clock ping. Her pussy clenched immediately, it was time to play. Which one would it be? Reading a classic had set her in the mood for something traditional and she flipped through a yellowed little book she found on a shelf in her room. It was from somewhere in the sixties and was called 'A helping hand in the home'. It was full of quirky little tips to get away with what was today perfectly acceptable.

'Before doing the laundry, consider folding up one of the towels or using a pillow to have a little hump. It's perfectly fine, it'll be clean again soon enough.'

She had to grin when she saw the picture and her grin widened to a wicked smile when she realized she was alone and could use any pillow she liked. Why, she might knock out all her assignments just like that. And for the first time in a week, she was truly happy to play with herself. Served him right.

***

"What are you so happy about?"

"Nothing in particular."

His eyebrow lifted but he let it go.

"Well, I'm glad something put you in a good mood."

He left for his office and she sat in the living room sipping a cup of pitch black coffee, eagerly awaiting the fireworks. Who knew what he might do to her? An hour later he returned to the living room and took out a tin from one of the cupboards. He took it with him and settled down in his chair.

"Do you know what I have just been doing?"

"I have an inkling."

"I bet you do. I just finished pulling my pillow cover over your pillow, I'm sure you'll like the perfume for the next couple of days."

Her smile shrank a fraction, but she could live with that. She was horny anyway.

"Do you know what's in this tin?"

"No idea, cookies?"

"Close enough. I know you like chocolate and since you're not allowed any treats unless I give them to you, you must be craving some sweetness by now. In here I have premium chocolate I picked especially with you in mind."

He took out a chocolate bar, wrapped in fancy looking paper. He put it on the table right in front of her.

"This one has caramel covered almonds and a pinch of salt. It's amazing. You get the soft snap of the chocolate, the sharp crunch of the caramel and the oily nuts all at once. The chocolate gets more creamy with every bite and you still get that delicate crunch at the very end. To make it perfect, the pinch of salt offsets the chocolate just a little so you keep getting its rich flavor."

Her mouth was watering hearing him talk about it, she just knew she could finish the whole thing in an evening spent watching TV if he'd let her. But he wasn't finished, he put down a second bar on the table and this time she recognized it as top quality dark chocolate.

"I also have your absolute favorite in here. I went to a chocolate shop and bought some high quality, Belgian made, dark chocolate. 85% pure cocoa. I've had a piece and the flavor was bitter and rich, with hints of vanilla. Wonderful stuff really, the best you can get."

She almost put out her hand to stop him when he put them back into the tin and closed it.

"Do I have your attention?"

She tore her eyes from the tin and nodded.

"You just forfeited one of these. Choose which one you won't get to eat. Ruth will be happy to finish it with me as dessert tonight."

He had outplayed her. It was a small thing to give up, but she didn't want to miss out on either one. They both sounded so good. Damn him with his seducing her with chocolate.

"I'll pick the dark chocolate."

It hurt a little to say those words, in a childishly dramatic sort of way.

"Okay, we'll be having that tonight then."

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"That's what I understood, maybe next time you should be more careful when you answer a question. I'm leaving it out on the table. And don't think I don't know exactly how much there is in that packet."

No girl with her hand in the cookie jar had ever had the lid slammed so hard on her little hand.

***

Dinner was too short and dessert too long for Alex. She had to see Ruth's delight at the unexpected treat. Alex watched her pleasure as he complimented her on how she'd been doing in the past few days. The treat was almost irrelevant to Ruth, just the fact that Tom thought she was a good girl was enough for her. She lived for moments like this. Alex wished that she could ever reach the point where something small would be enough for her.

After dinner, Tom left Ruth to do the dishes. She was humming and swaying her hips in tune to the radio. He took Alex into her room and sat down in her desk chair.

"Tell me, Alex, what works best for you when you're masturbating?"

The question embarrassed her but she answered truthfully.

"I usually finish with really fast circles around my clit, I'm not very gentle when I get that far."

"And what do you think about when you masturbate?"

Alex's color turned a deeper red and she shied away from meeting Tom's eyes.

"Do I have to answer that, Tom?"

"Yes."

Her voice was barely audible when she answered him.

"Lately I've thought about you a lot when I do it."

His face revealed nothing of his response to her admission, all he said was

"I'm flattered, but I think I didn't ask the right question. Why do you masturbate, Alex?"

A little disappointed by his response she shrugged and said

"Because I want to come."

"So you finish quickly then?"

"Depending on how hard I work for it, it will take me five to fifteen minutes to come."

"You never take longer?"

"I don't need to."

"Do you like masturbating?"

She stared at him, confused by his need to ask a pointless question.

"Yes, isn't that what I just said?"

"You always do it in the same way?"

"Yes."

"So it's become somewhat routine."

"Maybe, I don't know. Look, Tom, where are you going with this?"

He sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"To a certain extent, Ruth used to be like you. She was traumatized and buried her sexuality, masturbating was a release for her and not much more. I made her change that for herself. Now she sometimes drags it out for an incredibly long time before allowing herself to come. At first I had to order her to hold back but as she got better at pleasuring herself, every moment she spent touching herself became more gratifying."

He leaned forward with his hands clasped together, all his attention focused on her.

"Your sexuality has been warped and has become as devoid of the emotional as you can get it. I fear that it's impossible for you to make love to yourself because there are too many barriers preventing you."

He closed his eyes and rubbed them with his hand, letting her see the pained expression on his face.

"You've come to me to gain control over your urges. That I can do, but what's the point if we don't blow life into you? For now I've been forcing you to wait or to slow down, and I will keep doing that. But at the same time I hope that you will keep what I said today in mind."

He stood up and shook his head, taking the toy meant for her endurance session off the table. Before switching on the toy he fished a wrapped piece of chocolate out of his pocket.

"I'm going to give you this. I want you to focus on how it feels in your mouth, how it tastes. Don't ask questions."

She watched him in silence for a long moment and then nodded, she wouldn't go into it now. She accepted the piece of chocolate from him and popped it in her mouth when he switched on the toy.

Chocolate had never tasted as good. The vibrations teasing her body tried to distract her but she refused to be distracted. She wanted to melt this piece of heaven as slowly as she could, gradually releasing more of its goodness. By the time there was no more than a lingering taste, she had lasted for fifteen minutes. Her mind snapped back into place and suddenly she was coming. The rush of sensation surprised her and she screamed as bliss rushed over her.

When she calmed down, Tom kneeled between her legs and removed the vibe from her pussy. He locked his lips around her clit and gave it a stiff suck. She jerked her body in response and when he didn't stop she rolled into another orgasm. He wasn't finished with her though, he was proud of her.

She had show restraint and should be rewarded for it. He curled his fingers into her pussy and massaged her soft folds, he didn't stop until a massive third orgasm squashed the other two into insignificance, wringing her out completely.

He straightened her out and just before he left her room he said

"You did well, Saschenka."

***

Alex entered Tom's study and immediately noticed the glint in his eyes.

"You can undress, Alex. Then come to me."

"Yes, Sir."

Standing naked before him, she could already feel herself responding to his presence, trembling with anticipation.

"Turn around."

He slipped a belt around her waist and locked it behind her back.

"You can face me now."

He sat looking up at her, relaxed in his chair and playing with a piece of rope in his hands. He took one of her wrists and while he tied the rope to it he said

"Today I'm going to have some fun with you."

She shivered when he smiled at her, revealing something of what was playing out in his head. He pulled the rope under the belt and started securing her other wrist. He finished with the rope and leaned back, looking her over. She felt his eyes on her, roaming her body, lingering on her stiff nipples.

"Maybe you're thinking that a little bit of rope isn't that big of a deal compared to what we've done before."

He ran two fingers between her pussy lips and felt how wet she was already. His dangerous grin returned, his eyes boring into hers while he took a small plate from his desk drawer. On it was a bright red, ominous looking chili. Her eyes were drawn to it, what was he planning to do with it?

"Whatever you're thinking, my idea is more fun, I promise."

"And what is your idea, Sir?"

"You'll see, now sit on the edge of the desk before me and lie back."

"Sir..."

"Now, Alex."

She obeyed and he took her thighs in his hands and spread them before running his fingers over the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She couldn't see what he was doing, nor could she see the plate with the chili. Her body was tense with apprehension and excitement and she jerked a little when she felt the tip of his tongue tease the edge of her pussy lips.

She slowly relaxed and he travelled up a little, starting to circle her clit with a feather light touch, never bumping into it. She wanted to pull his head closer but she didn't dare to. He had her hips pinned down so she couldn't push her hips up either. All she could do was wait and anticipate when he would finally touch her where she wanted him to. Suddenly he stopped and said

"Have you figured out what I'm going to use the chili for?"

His question slowly registered. She squirmed and tried to get away but he kept her thighs in place, tracing circles around her clit at the same agonizing pace. When she gave up struggling he spoke a second time

"Can you imagine what it would feel like if I put a tiny piece right on top of your clit?"

He laughed when she started squirming again. He released her thighs and placed one hand on her belly to keep her in place while the other took the chili from the plate. He held it in front of her face and he squished it in his hand, the pungent smell invaded her nostrils and tears sprang into her eyes.

"Where this comes from they call it 'King chili' and I can assure you, it's very hot. Now, let me see, where am I going to put this?"

He grinned when he saw Alex put both her hands over her crotch in a vain attempt to protect it.

"Alex, give me your hands."

"Sir, please don't. It will hurt a lot."

"It won't, trust me. Now give me your hand."

"Please Sir, don't do this."

"Alex! Your hand, now."

Reluctantly she lifted her hands as far away from her pussy as the rope would let her. Tom took one of her hands into his own and liberally rubbed it with the chili, all the way up to her wrist. Alex was surprised but too relieved to think about it at the same time.

"Your other hand, Alex."

After going through the same process with her second hand he put the chili back on the plate and went out to go wash his hands. When he came back, he had a small vibrating egg in his hand.

"Now, where were we? Ah, I think I remember."

He inserted the egg into her pussy and set it to a light vibration, enough to get her on edge but not enough to set her off. He spread her thighs again and went back to slowly circling her clit, always coming as close to touching as he could possibly manage. He didn't stop until she was begging him to make her come.

"I think you're ready. You can kneel before me with your ass up."

She reluctantly obeyed and he cranked up the egg a little bit, enough to make it harder for her to stay up straight. She carefully held her hands away from her pussy while he took two clamps and a length of thin chain from his drawer.

"I think you will like this part as much as I will."

He clamped both her nipples and connected the clamps with the chain. One side of the chain had a metal ball attached to it that bumped into the clamp. He pushed the two clamps closer and closer together until Alex's breasts were mashed together.

"Now for the final touch."

He slipped a safety pin through the link just behind the second clamp and locked it. The combined squeezing and pulling set Alex's nipples on fire and the pain intensified her arousal.

"Do you like the feeling, Alex?"

Her voice was strained when she answered

"Yes, Sir."

"I'm going to fuck your tits now, Alex. And I'm going to finish in your mouth. Would you like that, Alex?"

Just thinking about his cock sliding between her breasts, further stretching out her nipples sent shivers through her.

"Yes, Sir."

"Good."

He squeezed some lubricant into her cleavage and pushed his hand between her breasts to spread the lube around. It forced her tits apart and she closed her eyes to feel the burn more intensely. She could hear him unbuckle his pants and drop it on his ankles. She felt his warm hands on her breasts. When he slipped his cock between her tits she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"Please fuck my tits, Sir."

"I will, Alex. Feel free to play with yourself while I do so."

He pushed her tits firmly together and started thrusting his hips, sending shocks through her tortured nipples. Engrossed with the situation and the delicious sensations jolting down from her nipples Alex quickly rubbed her clit, wanting to come as fast as she could manage. Her eyes opened wide when she suddenly felt fire spreading through her clit.

She shrieked and pulled her hands away as fast as possible. Tom laughed when he heard her startled cry, he fucked her tits a little harder to express his enjoyment of the situation.

"Alex, Alex. Did you really forget that your hands are full of chili juice? Silly girl."

He pulled back until only the head of his cock was between her breasts and then lifted them up and down along his cock using only the clamps. Alex was too overwhelmed by sensations to give him an intelligible answer, still in the grips of the terrible heat spreading through her pussy. He yanked the chain, pulling both clamps off her nipples in one fluid move. He used her surprised gasp to jam his cock into her mouth and fuck it until he spurted his come down her throat.

"I enjoyed that very much, Alex. But my part is over. I'm leaving the toy inside of you and I'm sure it will do a great job of not letting you forget how good it would feel to come. You're allowed to touch yourself to completion as much as you want, but I would wait for an hour at least for the potency of the chili to wear off. You're not allowed to take off the belt or make any of my furniture messy. Do you understand?"

She looked up at him, breathing heavily and not knowing what to feel or say at the moment. She blankly answered him that she understood and left his office, leaving her clothes behind.