Love Me BDSM (ButDon'tSmotherMe)

Chapter Four

Pants are not easy to unbutton with nervous fingers she discovered as she  worked at his. He touched her shoulder lightly, "Take a deep breath love, calm your nerves. I'll help you through this I promise." he encouraged her. He was her perfect dom. Patient. Calm and collected. Loving. He kept her best interest in mind before his own pleasure. She hoped it would always be this way, but knew that there would be rougher days to come. Finally she undid his jeans. The rough material hesitated to slip down, but with a stronger pull she had his pants on the floor. "Good girl." he murmured, praising her.

She smiled with a pride in pleasing him, praying she would continue to. She could see how hard he was already, his boxers tented out drastically and she knew that in a few moments she would have to decide. To decided to continue as she was supposed to, or to whimp out as she had in the past with previous lovers... She knew the consequences would be graver here. 

To ease her nerves, she leaned to his hard member and nuzzled it through the fabric, giving it a soft kiss. Had he not been so consumed with lust he might have made a comment about how adorable and innocent she was... but in that moment he found it more sexy than anything. It took her a moment of working herself up to it, to pull down his boxers entirely. Once they were off she was faced with his long hard cock. He could feel it pulsing, throbbing, pleading for her attention. He would never plead for anything however, and being it her first time, he forced himself to be patient. Slowly she moved one small hand to him. Her thumb barely skimmed her pointer finger around him and instantly she got scare. He could see it in her heaving breaths and glassy eyes.

"Aw pet, look at me." he told her. She tore her eyes from his waiting friend and met his worried ones. She would do this, he wouldn't let her not, but he didn't need to be mean in order to get her to do it. He was gentle as he ran his fingers through her silky hair, "Talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking right now." he commanded her soothingly.

"I-" she started shakily, her face red with embarrassment, "I want to... I want to please you and I want to do what you've asked but... But master I'm so scared." she explained tears forming in her eyes. 

He sighed, and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "What are you afraid of?" he asked.He rubbed her back as she explained her fear of gagging and throwing up, or doing something wrong and displeasing him. "No no, baby don't worry about any of that. We will do this together. I won't let you throw up and gagging will go away once you adjust. If you're doing something wrong I'll correct you, you won't displease me. Okay?" he coached her gently and she nodded shyly. Her tears were gone and her body was hardly shaking now. Hardly. "Let's start simple, just kiss the tip." he commanded her, pulling back to stand up again.

She nodded, "Yes master... thank you so much for being so kind." she added hoping to show her appreciation. She once again gripped his cock at its base and carefully brought her lips to its tip. She gave it one small, soft, nonexistent peck. 

He couldn't help the laughter that erupted within him, "Baby you call that a kiss?" he asked. She laughed too, the atmosphere breaking into a comfortable one and both were grateful for the relief. "Stand up and give me a kiss." he told her and helped her to her feet. She did not hesitate to bring her lips to his, passion filling her. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and did something he NEVER did. He let her take control. She let her tongue explore his mouth and dance with his. He gave her the control. When he pulled away he smirked, "I won't likely do that again but you obviously know how to kiss. Show me down there." he smirked.

She blushed, her confidence level lowering with the new experience. But he was right. She was capable. For the third time she took him in her hands, but this time a sense of determination took over. She was by no means sure of herself, but she knew she wanted to taste him. Even more she wanted to tell him thank you for his patience. What better way to do so? 

She wet her lips and kissed the tip again, this time allowing her tongue to caress it. He tasted sweet and salty... Just like he smelled... and she felt a wetness form between her legs. She liked this. Being daring, rather than pulling back from the kiss she allowed the tip into her mouth. He was not expecting this and a soft moan escaped his lips. Followed by a low growl of approval. She smiled as she pulled slowly back.

"Good girl." he praised her. "Do that again. But this time don't stop. Remember wet is good, use your tongue. No teeth. As a reward for this I'll let you choose where I cum." he informed her, his eyes dark with desire. She gave an excited whimper.

"If I say in my mouth so I can taste you, will you do it again later inside of me?" she bargained.

He chuckled, "Maybe. But you'd have to swallow." he challenged.

This idea grossed her out to be honest. Sperm is a living thing. To swallow it seemed wrong. But she wanted to taste him so she may as well swallow. She nodded, "Deal."

With that she ran her tongue over the tip of his hard anxious member. She allowed herself to lean into it and take her tongue all the way down his length. She started pumping him slowly with her hand as she took him in her mouth. She had always had a terrible gag reflex. Had even thrown up brushing her tongue in the morning before... So she had a reason to get scared. When she had him half way into her mouth, saliva dripping around him, hand pumping faster, tongue traveling up and down his length... she choked. Her eyes watered and she went to pull back but he grabbed her head and held her there, not forcing himself any deeper. She grew used to this and stopped gagging. "Is this all the deeper you can go my pet?" he asked gently. She nodded. "Then this is all the more we will go today. Use your hand for the rest and work with what you have. We will train your throat slowly, but not today." 

She was so grateful as she continued, determined to make him cum for everything he had done for her that day. He was so kind. Too kind maybe, but it was day one. He would train her throat. He would make her choke. He knew that he would. But she would get better at it and she would be fine. He would have it no other way. 

As she sped up and strengthened the suction in her mouth, he felt himself getting very close. She ran his tongue over his sensitive tip and he let out a groan. "Victoria..." he muttered under his breath, "I'm very close..." his breathing was quickening, "Remember swallow and we will continue inside of you tonight." he reminded her through small moans and gulps.

She worked to make him cum, wanting it more than anything. With one final stroke of her tongue around his head he gasped out that he was there. His cum filled her mouth, hot, salty, and delicious. She ran her tongue through the warm liquid and swallowed as she pulled back, licking him the rest of the way clean and swallowing every drop. 

He smiled at her and she smiled back, "See, you're perfect. Just need a little training to go deeper. Otherwise a natural." she blushed at his compliment.

"Thank you master."

"Let's get cleaned up while I recharge a little here, and then I'll give you that reward you want so badly." he told her and helped her to her feet.

She felt as though he could see the burning red hearts in her eyes that were all for him. She knew she liked him and was falling for him when they had chatted online for months but... now that they'd met she knew. It was too soon to call it love, but she would love him soon.