A Fantasy Fulfilled

Her Training Begins

*****

Luke sat at his desk with coffee in hand as he opened his laptop to review the final signed contract from Lana and Rick. It had only taken a week of revisions and negotiating the terms to reach this point, much less time than Luke had anticipated. It felt like an eternity since he had last seen Lana and Rick together, but he had been busy with work during the week and spent all of yesterday at the park.

Now that he had read the document several times, he was satisfied with the result and felt confident they could move forward with Lana's training. While Luke has never taken a married submissive into his service, he has years of experience training a new submissive. It was something he enjoyed doing. He had even helped several couples in a D/s dynamic, giving them guidance in the world of BDSM. He loved helping others achieve what they desired. It was why he was doing this in the first place, after all.

He smiled fondly, recalling how Lana begged for this opportunity from him. He found it amusing how eager she was to surrender her sexual control to another person. She knew full well the risks of her relationship with Rick. He wondered if this would be worth it or a passing phase for her. He would learn soon enough.

Luke closed his laptop and stood up from his chair. He stretched and looked over at the clock on the wall behind him - it was already 2:00 PM.

He took several steps across his office, pausing in front of the window overlooking the lake. He could see people jogging along the path nearby, some with dogs running alongside them. A small boat at the end of the dock caught his eye as a man rowed it toward shore carrying a fishing pole. Several ducks flew overhead and landed in the water below, chirping loudly for food. Luke watched them for a moment before looking down at the lake again. It was calming to watch nature pass by outside his window and think about nothing in particular. He was grateful to live somewhere like this to enjoy peace and quiet occasionally.

After a minute of contemplation, Luke returned to his desk and picked up his phone. He checked the message history and saw that a text had arrived from Lana at 2:10 PM. She wrote, "We're done! Please let me know when and where my first training session will be?" Luke grinned at the response he received moments later. She must have typed while he had been thinking.

"So we begin," Luke texted back. "Meet me at my house tonight at 8:00 PM. I will text you the address." Luke hit 'send' and sat at his desk, wondering how tonight would unfold. He couldn't wait to find out.

***

Lana approached Luke's front door wearing a short black dress with spaghetti straps and a low neckline. The fabric hugged every curve of her body tightly, accentuating her ample breasts and hips. She wore high heels and carried a small clutch purse in one hand. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

She knocked on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer. After several seconds, she heard footsteps approaching from inside the house.

"Come in," Luke said from the other side of the door.

Lana entered the house into a large living room with plush couches and chairs arranged around a fireplace. A flat-screen TV hung on the wall above the mantel; classical music played throughout the house. She recognized the piece from Mozart.

"Please come in," Luke repeated, motioning for her to sit on one of the sofas. Lana followed his direction and sank into the soft cushions. She admired the tasteful decor of the room.

"I'm glad you could make it tonight," Luke said with a smile. "Would you like something to drink? I have water, juice, wine, beer..."

Lana blushed slightly, realizing she was once again in Luke's company, alone. "Water is fine," she replied sheepishly.

Luke disappeared into the kitchen, returning with two glasses of iced water. He handed Lana one drink and sat beside her on the sofa. He placed his arm around her shoulder and gently squeezed her waist. They were silent for a few minutes until Luke broke the silence.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I feel great!" Lana exclaimed excitedly. "I can't believe I'm doing this! This is going to be amazing."

Luke nodded and smiled at her enthusiasm. "You seem very eager to begin your training."

"I am," Lana confirmed. "I've never been more ready for anything in my life."

"Good," Luke said, taking a sip from his water. "I'll let you finish your water before we begin."

Lana gulped down half of her water quickly, trying not to spill any on herself. She set her glass aside when she finished and turned to face Luke. He was sitting close enough that their knees touched.

"What should I do now?" she asked curiously.

"First, you will stand before me and undress completely," Luke instructed. "Then assume the kneel position."

Lana stood up and removed her dress, placing it on the floor next to her. She stepped out of her heels and slipped off her bra, exposing her full breasts. She slipped off her panties, adding them to the pile of clothes next to her. She looked over at Luke and saw him staring intently at her exposed body. She felt self-conscious standing there without clothes but wanted to please him. She knelt on the floor and rested her hands on her thighs as she stared at him.

Luke remained seated, his eyes examining every detail of her voluptuous body. His gaze lingered on her ample breasts, which he knew would fill a man's mouth with their softness. He watched Lana's nipples grow hard, begging for attention as she waited for his command.

"Back straight, head up, kneel back on heels, legs together, hands on thighs, palms facing down. This is the kneel position." Luke instructed. "From this point forward, unless told otherwise, you will strip each time you enter my home and assume the kneel position at this location."

Lana nodded obediently and adjusted her pose. She kept her back straight and her head up as she stared at Luke. He studied her expression carefully. He noticed her cheeks turn red from embarrassment, and he smirked knowingly.

"Do you understand?" he inquired.

"Yes, Sir," Lana responded quietly.

"Very good," he praised her, placing his drink on the end table. Luke rose and walked over to a small mahogany chest in the corner. "In the top drawer of this chest, we will keep your 'play' collar. For the time being, you are not permitted to collar yourself. That is a privilege to be earned," he said as he retrieved a thick, black leather collar from the chest and returned beside Lana, kneeling on the floor. "Now, assume the position of 'Collar Me'. This is a variation of your current position, except you spread your knees wide apart and raise your hands to the back of your head, lifting and holding your hair up. Your ponytail was a good choice today."

Lana did precisely as directed. She raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head.

"Elbows out," Luke commanded. "Hold still."

Lana held her elbows away and waited for further instruction. It wasn't the most comfortable of positions, and she couldn't imagine holding it long.

"Good. When you are in the proper position, you will say, 'I am ready, Sir'," Luke instructed.

"I am ready, Sir," Lana answered.

Luke wrapped the leather collar around her neck, then buckled it securely. It was tight but not tight enough to cut off circulation or breathing. Luke stood there for a few moments, silently watching her. Suddenly, he grabbed Lana's hair with his right hand and tugged sharply. Lana yelped in surprise, jerking backward.

"I don't hear a thank you for collaring you, cunt!" Luke hissed. He released her, letting go of her hair and stepping back.

Lana's face turned bright red with embarrassment, but she nodded. "I'm sorry, Sir," she whispered. "Thank you for collaring me, Sir."

Luke smiled warmly at her apology. He leaned down to speak softly into her ear.

"This isn't a punishment, just an example of what happens if you forget to express your gratitude after receiving a gift," he explained.

"Yes, sir," Lana replied.

Luke reached for Lana's chin and lifted her face upward. "Good. Tell me, does the idea of pleasing your Dom excite you?"

"It...it definitely makes me nervous, Sir," Lana stuttered, embarrassed again.

"Good. You are supposed to be," Luke chuckled. "And what is our objective here, Lana?"

"To train me, Sir."

"Correct. But I want to ensure you remember why you are doing this. We both have different goals," Luke added.

Lana nodded eagerly. "My goal is to serve you and fulfill your needs. Yours is to instruct me properly."

Luke stroked her cheek lovingly. "You are a quick learner, aren't you? Good. Let us continue."

Luke walked over to the couch, sat facing Lana, and quietly examined her. Lana was clearly uncomfortable having no clothing on her naked form. She was also anxious about what would happen next.

"Tonight, I want to walk you through some of the submissive positions. After tonight's session, I'll send you a full list, and I'll expect you to practice these on your own until I give you other homework. But the few points we will cover tonight are the most important to me. The first thing we will work on is rising from the floor gracefully to the position of 'inspection'. I want you to always have grace and fluidity in the back of your mind in everything you do. So, let's begin..."

Luke moved closer to Lana and began explaining the details of each position. At times he would demonstrate, and at others, he'd simply explain, allowing Lana to follow along. She listened intently, memorizing the words and movements as she tried to commit them to memory. Occasionally, Luke would stop speaking abruptly and wait for Lana to react appropriately. He would correct her stance or movement immediately and move on. Lana found this frustrating initially. However, as she grew accustomed to this type of learning, she came to appreciate Luke's teaching style. Surprisingly, she found herself incredibly aroused having this man directing and critiquing her every move in his stern yet caring way.

"I see you're beginning to learn the art of patience," Luke observed after several minutes of explanation.

"I think so," Lana replied.

"Good. Now, for the last position, which happens to be the most important to me, we will walk through the 'ready to serve' position." Luke pointed to the spot directly in front of him. "On your knees, ass on your heels, knees far apart, hands on thighs with fingers interlaced, shoulders back, chest out, head up, mouth open wide, tongue out like you are ready to service my cock."

Lana obeyed, lowering slowly to the floor, making sure not to touch her knees together. She pushed her buttocks outward slightly and slid onto her feet as they touched the floor. She put her weight on her wrists, pushing down with all her strength so that her knees were wider than her hips. She positioned herself exactly where he indicated, ensuring her posture matched his description. Her heart raced rapidly, beating wildly against her chest.

"That's better," Luke complimented. "Now, raise your head and stare straight at me."

Lana complied without hesitation, looking Luke in the eye.

"That's it, beautiful. You look gorgeous. Are you ready for your reward?"

"Yes, Sir," Lana whispered nervously.

Luke walked to the chest, retrieved a long black box, and returned to where Lana kneeled. He opened the lid and removed a cordless, mini-wand vibrator.

"This is your first toy. You will always take this with you and keep it near you." Luke said as he handed it to Lana.

Lana's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped as Luke gave her the object. She examined the slender device closely, touching its smooth surface.

"You've done such a wonderful job this evening. Your reward is that you get to cum." Luke said as he sat on the sofa. "Now, using your wand, I want you to bring yourself to orgasm in the position you are in."

Lana swallowed loudly, unable to comprehend what she had been granted. "Yes, Sir," she breathed, unsure how to use the new item given to her by Luke.

"Very good. Now, show me," Luke ordered.

Lana pulled her hands down her thighs, resting them on her ankles. Then, grasping the handle of the vibrator, she brought it up between her legs.

"That's it, beautiful," Luke encouraged as he watched. "I love seeing women pleasure themselves. Do you know why?"

"No, Sir."

"Well, I find it extremely arousing," Luke elaborated. "I enjoy the view and the thought of knowing you can do something for me anytime you choose, especially because it pleases me. It feels good to see your desire reflected back in your face when you climax. And believe me, your reaction is very erotic, Lana."

Lana glanced at Luke briefly before bringing the vibrator back between her legs, sliding it along her wet folds, rubbing it across her clitoris, and stimulating the sensitive area. After a short moment, she pressed it firmly against her opening and rubbed gently while applying pressure. She moaned lightly and closed her eyes, concentrating on her arousal.

"That's it. Keep going," Luke instructed.

Lana continued moving the vibrator back and forth against her pussy, feeling the vibrations tickling the nerves. She could feel her heartbeat increasing and her stomach fluttering. A low whimper escaped her throat as she increased the speed of the vibrator. She bit her lower lip, grunting as her muscles tensed and relaxed. The tingles inside intensified and spread throughout her body. Lana clenched tightly and groaned as her orgasm approached.

"I can hear your passion, Lana. Very good. Now, press the tip of your finger to your swollen, puffy lips and slide one inside," Luke instructed.

Lana obeyed immediately, moaning softly as her fingertip slipped into her slick vagina. Her clit throbbed beneath the vibrator, and she pushed harder until her finger was buried deep within herself. She felt warmth wash over her body as soon as it entered her. She released a loud moan as her hips buckled slightly from the intensity of the sensation. She looked up quickly to gauge Luke's approval. Luke smiled, watching her intently from his seat. He enjoyed watching how she moved her hips, her finger working in and out of her sopping-wet cunt. Lana couldn't help but notice his cock pressing uncomfortably against the material of his slacks. She knew he wanted her too.

"You are getting close now, sweet girl," Luke commented.

Lana gripped the vibrator tighter, pressing it harder against her throbbing cunt. Her breathing became erratic, matching the rapid beats of her pulse. Another surge swept over her, nearly knocking her over. The vibrator pulsed wildly, sending waves through her body like ripples on a pond.

"That's it, doll," Luke praised, observing Lana squirm under his direction.

"I'm almost there, Sir," Lana admitted breathlessly.

"You are so close, doll," Luke murmured approvingly. "But not quite yet. Use two fingers to fuck your cunt while using the vibrator on your clit."

"Yes, Sir," Lana agreed enthusiastically.

She took her left hand and inserted the second finger inside her, curving her middle finger to stroke along the length of her channel. Meanwhile, she continued massaging her swollen nub with the vibrator, rotating it in a circular motion, drawing more energy from her core.

Luke watched closely, enjoying the sight of her movements. His cock ached painfully, and he struggled to contain himself. He would have loved to reach down and grab hold of the thick shaft, stroking it slowly as he watched her masturbate. Instead, he remained on the couch, leaning forward and observing the woman pleasuring herself below him. Lana concentrated hard, focusing her entire being on reaching release. Her toes curled tightly beneath her as the tension built within her, becoming unbearable.

"May I cum for you, Sir?" Lana asked.

"My smart girl! Yes. Cum for me, doll." Luke answered.

"Thank you, Sir!" Lana cried, gasping for air.

As her orgasm began its climb, Lana's world narrowed until only Luke existed. She saw nothing except him. Nothing else mattered. She began to tremble violently, her whole body shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm ripped through her. The sensations were unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her insides quivered and contracted each time her body shook, squeezing her fingers tight around the vibrator. Her mouth hung open in shock, and then she let out an animalistic roar as she came. Waves of ecstasy coursed through her, making her writhe and shake. The pleasure grew stronger and stronger, leaving her completely drained and exhausted.

Luke stood up suddenly, causing Lana to cry out with surprise. In that instant, the powerful contractions ceased, and Lana sagged forward onto the floor, exhausted. The room spun as she struggled to regain her balance. She remained seated for several seconds, catching her breath. When she finally rose, she stared at Luke in awe, still trying to understand what had occurred.

Luke stepped over to her side, holding out his arm for support. Together they walked to the sofa, Luke guiding her gently to a sitting position.

"How are you feeling?" Luke inquired.

Lana didn't answer right away. Instead, she focused on taking deep breaths, regaining equilibrium. Finally, she met Luke's gaze.

"I don't know," she replied honestly. "I just feel tired."

Luke nodded understandingly. "I expected that," he said. "It will be like that for a while, but eventually, your body will adjust and become addicted to the high it receives from these sessions."

Luke leaned over and placed his hand behind Lana's neck. He pulled her toward him, kissing her deeply. They lingered in their embrace for a long time. Eventually, they broke apart.

"Come. Let's get cleaned up and relax before you go," Luke suggested.

Lana nodded silently, following him into the bathroom to bathe together. She soaked in the bathtub as Luke ran his soapy hands over her soft skin, cleaning the residue of sex from her pores. His strong fingers trailed down the length of her spine, tracing the indentation of each vertebra. He caressed her breasts and played with her nipples, eliciting another sharp intake of breath from Lana. Luke kissed her collarbone, turned her around in the tub, and held her upright.

He knelt in front of her and began washing her hair. Lana rested her forehead against Luke's shoulder. She closed her eyes as he worked on her, enjoying the intimacy of cradling her head in his arms. Luke finished rinsing her hair and rinsed himself off, standing and wrapping his arms around Lana again. Holding her tenderly, he led her back to the bedroom.

Lana lay naked on the covers as Luke slipped into bed beside her. Their bodies entwined, and Lana wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head on his chest. For several minutes the pair simply enjoyed the quiet companionship. Luke stroked Lana's back, soothing her fears and anxieties. Soon, though, his thoughts drifted to other matters.

"What did you think of tonight?" Luke asked quietly, his voice barely audible above the traffic outside the window.

"I liked everything about it, Sir," Lana responded softly, nestling her head closer to him.

"Good girl," Luke said affectionately. "Did you have fun? Was it exciting?"

Lana considered his question carefully. Although she had enjoyed the experience immensely, she hadn't fully realized its full extent.

"It was incredible," she answered sincerely.

Luke smiled warmly and drew her nearer. He kissed her lovingly, placing little kisses here and there on her bare flesh. Lana recalled the night's events as she felt his warmth against her body.

"Sir, may I ask you a personal question?" Lana queried timidly.

"Of course," Luke replied calmly.