Bellisima Princessa

Part 20

Ariyah's POV:

At his words, I couldn't help but shiver. I knew Mariano noticed, as he had a slight smirk on his face when he looked at me. From the dangerous glint in his eye, I could tell I was in for a ride. He used his thumb and pointer finger to tilt up my chin, making sure to look deep into my eyes. I knew that I had permission to look in his eyes at this moment, because he initiated the action. Mariano began to slowly make his way off of me, and I pouted at the loss of heat. Seeing the action, Mariano pulled my lip. "Pout again and see what happens." 

I wanted to test him, but the look in his eye told me not to do so. Plus, I really wanted to see what he had planned for today. After a pause, Mariano could sense that I wasn't going to disobey him. His comment on my obedience sent shivers right to my pussy. "Who knew that this was all it would take for you to act like the good girl you are. I wonder what you'll look like all tied up and at my mercy."

I couldn't help but clench my legs. Again, Mariano's voice hardened me as he gave commands. "Alright, slut. I want you laying directly on the floor. As much I love seeing you in this, when I come back in this room, I want you naked and on your stomach with your head facing the couch. Your hands will be by your sides with the elbows up and palms down. Today, we are going to experiment with sensitivity. I'm also going to teach you how to properly address me." With that, he sent a sharp slap to my ass. With a breathy laugh, he said his last words as he walked out of the room. "Ten minutes. You'll be a well-trained slut by the time I'm done with you."

After he left, I sat up on the couch in a daze. For once, it felt as if there weren't a million things going on in my mind. Only a few. I wondered if BDSM was better for my ADHD than medicine could have ever been. Knowing that he was going to be coming in soon, I took the outfit off and laid on the floor as he said. Normally, I would forget instructions, but Mariano seemed to have all my attention. I made sure that I was as straight as possible, with my arms pressed to the floor next to my sides. My feet were pointed, so even my toes rested against the floor. The rug was thin, but soft. I could feel the hardness of the floor beneath my breasts. I felt my chest swell with each deep breath I took. I heard the clock ticking. Ten minutes was beginning to feel like an eternity. My cheek was also pressed against the floor, and surprisingly, it didn't hurt. Finally, I heard Mariano's footsteps. I couldn't see much, as I was facing the couch, but there was a mirror in the corner that I could see in my peripheral vision. I saw a black bag and what I guessed was a cup, but I couldn't see anything else. "Bellisima, do you trust me?"

I knew I did, so I responded with an affirmative. "Yes."

Mariano sighed. "This is why whores like you need to be trained. Yes, what?"

I held back a laugh. "Yes, Daddy."

Mariano's voice was much more husky the next time he replied. "I want your eyes closed."

Immediately, I closed my eyes. I was willing to never open them again, if I could stop the waiting. I felt him standing over me. I heard him kneel. "Relax your body."

I felt at peace. For some reason, there was nothing my body could do but obey. I felt a lone finger tracing my face. My eyebrows, cheeks, and lips were all tingling as Mariano's finger traced them. Soon enough, that finger was traveling down my neck. It traveled down my back and even throughout my ass. It traveled down my left leg, then circled around my ass and back down my right leg. The same process was repeated my right leg. However, his finger never went down where I truly needed it. I had goosebumps. When we talked about this earlier, Mariano instructed me to feel. I was doing so now, but I wasn't getting the one feeling I needed. I pushed my ass up, so his finger would go where I so desperately needed. A resounding smack sounded throughout the room. A moan fell out of my mouth. "I decide what you get and when you get it. Your job is to do nothing but feel. You really want me to touch you? Solve this and prove to me that you aren't a pathetic cum slut."

I felt a finger on my back yet again. I felt a letter being traced. I wanted to say it, but had no idea if I was allowed to speak. Mariano seemed to understand my dilemma, as he gave me the permission I thought I needed. "You may speak freely at this moment."

I decided to keep it simple, as I didn't know how much I could speak. "D."

I felt a slanted line. Then, there was nothing. Another slanted line. Next, a line connecting the two. Mariano started a countdown. "Five, four, three, two-"

Trying to keep my inside voice and stop myself from getting up, I spoke. "A, it's A."

Line, curve. Line, curve. "Two D's."

Slanted line, going downward towards the right. Another slanted line, but this time, it was going downward towards the left. The two seemed to connect. A straight line. All three lines were connecting at one point. "Y." 

Then, a smooth curve was drawn, almost like a wave. For some reason, this wave touched the two dimples that rested on my lower back. My pussy clenched on nothing but air. "S"

"What is it?"

"It's 'daddy's,' Sir."

"Very good. Second word." I felt an enormous sense of joy from only two words. Another S was drawn, this time on my right ass cheek. I never had someone be so sensual with my ass. I wanted to squeeze my legs together. "S."

Both a horizontal and vertical line were drawn. The two connected at the start of the horizontal line and the bottom of the vertical line. "L."

Something in the shape of a rounded valley was drawn. Mariano began a countdown again. Thankfully, I beat him to zero. "U."

"This is the last letter, principessa."

Two lines perpendicular to one another were drawn. The first was horizontal, while the vertical line met the horizontal line exactly in the middle of it. "T"

Mariano leaned back. "Speak."

"Daddy's Slut."

I felt his cold rings contrast the feeling of his warm hand as he softly patted my ass. "Good. Now we can move on to the next part of your training."

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