Tali's Training

Tali kept her eyes downcast and murmured.

"Master I want to beg for your forgiveness—you and Master Don." Don's eyes bulged.

"I am very sorry that I resisted giving Master Don service while being reprimanded—

I understand this is important to my training, and want nothing more than to give Master Don the ultimate pleasure."

Tali shuddered inwardly, thinking of Don, who looked like Daddy Warbucks gone to seed.

"I was rude to you and Master Don, and I beseech you to punish me for this as well."

Fenton looked at her.

"Are you sure? Tali, you know you're a big, bad DA, honey...you like to put your foot down."

Tali kept her eyes to the floor.

"God knows when I met you in court five years ago, you weren't interested in your own bondage and discipline...just poor Fenton's. "

Tali kept her eyes to the floor, but a tear began running down one cheek.

"What's a rich Chevy Chase girl like you want with a half-nigger, half Jew felon like me anyway."

Tali began to shake, and her breasts jiggled, mesmerizing Don.

Fenton winked at Don.

"Do you think Tali is sorry for her outburst. With all I do to make her happy, to train her to be obedient and productive?" "Like you, Fenton?" Don cracked, and Fenton doubled over laughing. "Are you sure, Tali? Beg for your punishment...lick Don's boots."

Tali crawled over to Don's muddy boots, her stomach churning. Fenton had showed her a picture of himself and Don and two other boys when they'd been inmates; Fenton was the same at seventeen as he was now—the Afro had been darker, and he'd worn John Lennon granny glasses—

Don had been way better looking, muscular, with full dark hair..but now Don was obese and the pretty dark hair had vanished.

And it didn't seem, at least to Tali's sensitive nostrils, that Don was especially acquainted with soap and water...but she moved to the boots, and began kissing and licking the mud off, mumbling

"I am a bad slave. Please punish me. Teach me to be more obedient." Oh, it was disgusting, but Tali cleaned off both boots, and resolved to re-apply her lipstick and find some Scope when all this was over.

"Well, I guess we'll have to give you another chance." Fenton smiled.

"Rise, slave."

Tali got up, picking up the hairbrush, paddle and strop.

"You can leave the hairbrush, Tali." Fenton said. "That's punishment for tepid coffee in the morning."

Tali looked beseechingly at Fenton.

"Let's go in the study, shall we? I trust you brought in the sawhorse, Natalia."

Tali nodded mechanically and began walking into the study, Don and Fenton followed and Don watched Tali's gorgeous ass cheeks bobble as she walked.

The bruises from the earlier whipping did not mar the beauty of the pearly white globes. Don noticed that the thigh high stockings and spike heels seemed to emphasize Tali's nudity. Once in the study, Tali handed Fenton the implements and gazed at the floor..

Fenton pointed at the sawhorse, and Tali went and bent over. Don winced. There wasn't even a cushion on the horse for her, she was just bent over the wooden edge with her bare belly, and her gorgeous butt sticking out.

The thigh-high white pull-ups with their lace edges made Tali's butt look even curvier, and Don realized that dressing this way was part of Tali's apology for telling Fenton off in her business suit. Fenton looked at the paddle, and handed the strop to Don.

"Here we are. .." Fenton strolled to where the near-naked girl was crouched over the sawhorse.

"Are you ready, Tali?"

"Yes sir" came her reply. Fenton looked at the various implements, and then chose the straightened coat hanger, which had a handle that had been roughly fashioned from black hockey tape.

Fenton stepped over to Tali. All Don could see from where he was Tali's upturned butt, but he watched Fenton as Fenton leaned over and ruffled the girls hair affectionately.

"Tali, I'm starting with the coat hanger."

There was a sharp intake of breath from the Assistant District Attorney for Montgomery County, Maryland. Fenton straightened up.

"I would start with the paddle or the cane, but you've really embarrassed me in front of Master Don, and certainly hurt Master Don's feelings.

I feel that I've failed you in your training, Natalia."

The girl remained silent. Fenton took off his leather jacket and threw it on Tali's La-ZBoy. Then he raised the hanger and began whipping. WHACK!

Don saw a thin red line appear in the middle of Tali's buttocks. WHACK!

WHACK!

Don saw a drop of blood. Fenton found an especially sensitive part of Tali's posterior, just below the buttocks and above the thighs.

WHACK!

Fenton was not Tali's first master, and she had long experience in pain tolerance, but she began to scream after the seventh swat with the coat hanger. After the eighth, Tali grabbed her bottom. Fenton shook his head and went through the leather jacket on the chair.

"Oh, Tali. I think we'll have to use the handcuffs. How embarrassing this is. Don must think you are a really poorly trained submissive."

After Fenton cuffed Tali's hands behind her back, he gave her six more swats with the coat hanger, before he found he would have to cuff Tali's ankles as well.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

"Master please! I'll never, never be rude again."

The girl kept jumping around. Don, a hardened veteran of many youth gang wars and bar fights since, had to turn around and stare at a row of law texts.

Tali's screams were quite penetrating, and finally Fenton stopped. Don turned around, and Tali's bottom was a mass of purplish weals and red slashes.

Now once white cheeks were covered with purple and blue marks, weals and bruises.

Blood ran from some of the marks and Tali's upper thighs bore the brunt of Fenton's cane, though he was careful, Don noticed, not to let the bruises go beneath where a skirt would cover

. Don looked at Fenton, and contemplated killing his friend.

Fenton saw the look, and grinned. He unlocked Tali's hand and ankle cuffs.

"Tali, tell Don your safe word." Tali pushed herself up from the sawhorse and stood on her heels. She looked at Don earnestly, and tried to smile.

"Don, I see your concern, and it makes me trust you more in this involvement we're having, not that I'd have much choice."

She smiled ruefully at Fenton.

"Don, I've been in the S&M scene for thirteen years. I am in—ooh, a voluntary slave-master relationship with Fenton. If I asked Fenton to stop hitting me by using the word "comet" he would stop immediately, and render any aid I wanted."

Fenton laughed.

"Yes, Don...as a two-time loser with years of prison time left if I screwed up, I certainly wouldn't compromise myself for a skirt."

Don saw hurt in Tali's eyes, more hurt than he'd seen from the cruel whipping. Fenton went on.

"Don, you and I have many tattoos from youthful indiscretion...but Tali has only one, a tiny one just below her right ear."

Tali turned and Don saw a miniscule "T.S." tattooed. Fenton smiled.

"It's to Tali's credit that she is taken seriously as a prosecuting attorney even with this tiny tattoo, which everyone thinks stands for Tali Snowden, and she got it at a sorority event...but in fact it stands for the Tawse Society."

My T.S. initials are just below my butt, and no, I won't show them to you. I was surprised to see a fellow member in the courtroom, but I've happily taken advantage of it...I think of that day in court now as our first date."

Fenton and Tali laughed together. Don interposed.

"So you don't mind, or enjoy this, Tali? I'm terribly aroused, but truly, it's against my will, hon." Tali, after a questioning glance at Fenton, came over and kissed Don on the lips lightly.

"Master Don, please help continue my training." Don thought of how erotic Tali was, and Tali got satisfaction out of spitting some of the mud from the boots into the fat, ugly bastards mouth. (Why, oh why, couldn't it just be Tali and her Master?)

Fenton smiled at his friend.

"Have you ever had the pleasure of disciplining a woman?"

Don shook his head. Don was the unfortunate sort that took all kinds of shit from a woman, rages, screaming, and sometimes letting them hit him.

Don was a shrew magnet, and eventually he would just boil over and knock the woman out, and twice he'd been jailed for this, though he honestly never thought it was really his fault. Don watched as Fenton dropped his pants and shorts and sat down on the couch.

Tali picked up the bamboo cane and gave it to Don, and then bent over and took Fenton's cock in her mouth.

"Now then, Don." Fenton said cheerily. "I have, for the past eight months, been trying to teach Tali how to give a good blowjob...she's not bad now."

Tali snorted with Fenton's dick in her mouth.

"The big goal is teaching her how to give a pleasant, uninterrupted blow job while being punished. No teeth, just smoothly going up and down. Like Mr. Hasbacher back in typing class at the Village.

He taught me to type forty words a minute while he jumped up and down behind me, playing cymbals.

He wanted me to learn to concentrate...all it did was teach me to stay calm whilst removing the window on a BMW with the owner in the house...but a lesson well taught."

Fenton snapped his fingers and Tali began sucking.

"Now then, Don. I want you to whip Tali's ass while she fellates me. Go to it!" Don was concerned .

"What about teeth, she may slip and bite you?" Fenton shook his head and smiled. "After a series of disciplinary sessions, Tali has learned to give a calm blowjob. She knows what happens if she bites."

Tali rolled her eyes.

Fenton ignored this disrespect and pointed at Don, who began swatting Tali with the cane.

SWAT!

Don felt incredible. As the cane bounced on Tali's jiggling buttocks, Don's dick swelled against his jeans SWAT!

"Harder, Don." Fenton called. "You are not giving our young lady a workout. Hit her fifty times, hard with the cane. Tali's assignment is to make me cum before the fiftieth stroke." Don put his beef into it. WHACK WHACK WHACK!

It was an exhilarating feeling, and Don grinned, and Fenton grinned back, before closing his eyes and concentrating on the feeling of having Tali's lips pushing up and down his shaft. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Tali kept sucking quite unconcerned as Don whaled away.

He knew she must be in pain, unless her nerve cells were gone. Welts and weals came up as the cane fell.

WHACK! WHACK!

WHACK!

Don felt an incredible euphoria from this. He, a homely ex-con and sometime janitor, was whipping the beautiful bare ass of a prosecuting attorney.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

Fenton began moaning and grinding his hips against Tali's mouth.

WHACK! WHACK!

Fenton grabbed Tali's head in a skull-fuck and began pushing her head into his crotch.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Finally, at about the forty-fourth fall of the cane, Fenton exploded in Tali's mouth. Don paused, but Fenton motioned for him to finish the fifty, while Tali licked Fenton's cock clean.

Fenton got up and pulled up his trousers, while Tali sank down, kissing his feet.

"All right, Don...now it's your turn."

Fenton looked down at Tali, who looked unhappy. Don ignored this and dropped his pants. Don sat in the La-Z Boy and Tali crawled up to him and took his cock gingerly in her mouth, and began sucking slowly. Fenton came up behind her and Tali arched her bottom in expectation. WHACK! WHACK!

As this went on, Don marveled at the smooth, glorious blowjob he was getting from this incredibly beautiful young woman.

He'd gotten very few blowjobs for free in his life, and hadn't had one at all or any other loving' from a woman since his divorce eighteen months ago.

Tali's head went up and down Don's cock.

Most women would suck for awhile, and then stop, and then start again, giving you expressive looks so you'd appreciate their sacrifice.

They always, in Don's experience ran and spat the cum out when they were done, and he'd seen Tali slurp Fenton's up, right down the hatch.

WHACK! WHACK!

WHACK! And Don knew what was coming, the same thing for him...

WHACK!

Fenton paused.

"Don, where are you living now?" Don looked embarrassed in spite of the thrill to his groin.

"I'm a guest of the Salvation Army right now, Fenton...I can't lift anything any more, and I've been turned down for disability, till I get off methadone."

Tali listened in horror as she took Don's smelly cock down her throat, pulling back and licking the underside expertly as her first Master had taught her in the closet at a Columbia University mixer.

"I can't do much physical work, and I've lost my nerve for doing hold ups as well." Don confessed.

The Assistant District Attorney for Montgomery County, Maryland gagged.

"And Dad told me I'm too much of a butterfingers to ever crack safes. He won't take me along to hold the bag any more." Fenton aimed a vicious stroke of the bamboo onto Tali's sensitive upper thighs.

He could read her mind, and was enjoying himself immensely.

"Don, my friend" WHACK! "Tali pays me a salary as a tax deduction to be her chauffer, though I am unable, quite often to drive her, as I sleep late."

WHACK! WHACK!

"Would you like to take the room over the garage for a few months, as my assistant? I think" WHACK! "I can get you on the payroll" WHACK! WHACK!

"Would twenty-one grand a year plus room and board be reasonable?"

WHACK!

WHACK!

Don nodded happily and Fenton smiled, aiming carefully at a blister he hoped to burst on Tali's left cheek, and the Assistant District Attorney for the County of Mongomery, State of Maryland, mechanically sucked on.