Love Me BDSM (ButDon'tSmotherMe)

Chapter Two

Smooth light hair, creamy pale skin, bright green eyes, soft pink lips... Victoria is beautiful. And that's just accounting for her outmost appearance. He could only imagine what she looked like a few layers beneath. Of course he wouldn't have to imagine for long.
"D-do I sign here?" She asked, nervously biting at her perfect lip. He nodded and watched her pen glide over numerous sheets of contract he had printed not even a day before.
Finally she reached the overall agreement. "You agreed to everything?" He questioned, shocked she hadn't turned down some of the more painful commitments.
"Yes, I did and I do." She blushed but as a grin reached his lips he could tell she was proud to have pleased him even with that. She would be a good sub.
She signed the last line and before her pen truly left the paper he grabbed her waist, turned her to him, and kissed her. Her lips were just as he imagined, soft, warm, full of lust. It sent a shiver through him. His hands traveled over her back and she kissed him with the same urgency, her fingers tangled into his hair.
"Follow me." He said lowly, hungrily, as he pulled away and led her up the stairs and to his... Their bedroom. She followed him shakily, still unsure of herself but excited.
The room was huge and elegant. Rich with deep colors and dim lights and draped in silky fabric. He sat on the bed, turning to her and she moved to sit too but he interrupted her stride.
"Stop." He said and she stood still. "Scoot over to your left a little." He said, a smile on his lips as he watched her fingers tap nervously on the jeans over her thighs. She moved front and center before him. "Good girl. Now I'm not going to waste anytime. I want to start your training, what do you think?" He asked.
Her eyes shined with excitement, "YES!" She exclaimed.
"Yes what?" He quizzed her.
"Master...?" she replied questioningly. The word flowed easily yet foreign to her.
"Good! Now baby, I want to start with something simple. Strip down for me." He demanded sweetly, so gently, he didn't want to scare her.
She blushed a deep read beneath her translucent skin. "Yes master..." She trailed off and began taking off her shirt. Beneath it she wore a simple soft pink bra that easily contained her C cup breasts. Then she moved to her jeans. With difficult she pulled the tight and tough fabric off. He chuckled, "Mmm we will have to go shopping tomorrow pet. No more jeans and no more concealing panties." He noted as he examined her matching panties that held no more appeal than the average 12 year old's underwear.
"Hey, I like these!" She argued.
He gave her a more stern look, "If it weren't day one I'd punish you for talking back Victory. Watch your tongue or I'll take that power away." Her eyes widened, power? Her power of speech? She liked the nickname though... Victory. She hoped to be his victory...
"Sorry master..." She replied.
"Good, now continue to strip." He commanded, his gentle tone returning.
She removed her bra first letting him view her beautiful breasts, pale and routed with light blue veins leading to succulent pink nipples. He wanted to touch but he had to be patient.
She wiggled out of her panties and dropped them to the floor.
He stood, walking hungry circles around her and she covered herself. "No." He said, removing her arms from the beautiful flesh. Nice tight ass... Perfect, symmetrical breasts, gorgeous curves and tiny waist. Perfect. "You are sexy." He whispered in her ear, enjoying her whimper that followed unintentionally. He backed away and pointed to her clothes. "From now on, unless I undress you... Always fold your clothes and set them on the chair there. Do it now." She nodded and moved right away. He watched her ass sway back and forth as she did so. Then she came right back to him. Good. "Kneel down." He said.
She got on her knees and he chuckled at her lack of know-how.
"I'm going to show you proper form, learn it well, you'll use it often." He told her and gently guided her back to arch, her legs so straddle above the floor, her feet to display her ass, and her head to be high. "Keep your eyes down though." He told her.
"Yes master." She replied and did as told.
He backed away and admired his work, "Good, good pet. Perfect even. Give me a kiss love you're doing well." He told her and she jumped to her feet with a smile, kissing him softly on the lips, shyly.
"Thank you master." She said.
"You're welcome, now I'm going to explore you a little further okay? Lay down on the bed, head back, knees up, legs spread." He told her. She got scared, he could tell, and it made her argue.
"But Logan..." She started.
"Master." He corrected.
"I can't do that." She said.
"You signed a contract." He reminded her.
"But..." She continued and that was it. He didn't move out of anger. He didn't hurt her. But he pulled a small ball gag from his pocket and pulled her to him. She didn't fight and he wasn't forceful. Just thorough. With the gag in place he sighed.
"You must not argue. I know you're scared so don't think of the gag as a punishment. You'll see how rewarding it is to hold your tongue soon." He told her. She nodded her face flushed. She didn't move however. He sighed backing her up to the bed, pushing her down on her back and bent her knees. Then gently he parted them. The glimpse he caught before she closed them again was glistening. "Open them, you need to trust me. I won't hurt you." He to her, gently caressing her face his eyes meeting hers.
Slowly her legs parted once more.
He sighed. So beautiful. Pink. Full of layers to explore and an already swelling bud waiting to be toyed with. He chuckled, "Do you know how wet you are?" She shook her head. "Let me show you."
He took one of her delicate hands and led it to her pussy, running it through her wetness. She moaned through the gag. He grinned.
Returning her hand to her side he began tracing her lips slowly. Teasingly running a finger over their opening occasionally. She purred for him like a cat and he listed for her as he spread her pussy with two fingers and began playing with her clit. Instantly she began moving... Wriggling... The pleasure too much already. As she began to shake more intensely he stopped, inserting a single finger. He was shocked at how tight it was...
"Pet... Are you a virgin?" He asked softly.
She nodded.
"Let's change that tonight." He told her intently.