Greetings perverts.
All characters in this story are grown adults over the age of eighteen.
As with most things that I write, this series takes place in a happy alternate reality where people don't worry about pandemics, std's, or the need for birth control.
If you read Follow My Sinstructions Step One, Step Two, Step Three, Step Four, Step Five, and Step Six, you are already familiar with Mistress Isabella and her new pleasure apprentice, nineteen-year-old Princess Gabriella.
If you haven't read those stories, this one will make much more sense if you do.
This seventh step contains a little cock sucking, a lot of cunt licking, several orgasms and a tiny bit of domination by a BDSM novice.
This story is shorter than several of the other Steps in this series, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
As always, I hope you enjoy reading about some of the things that arouse me in my fantasy life.
IsabellaEmily
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From Step Six:
"I want to be worshipped." I said quietly. "By you. I want you to use your body to please and worship me."
"Yes Princess." He said. "What shall I do first?"
"Get undressed." I said. "I want to see your cock."
"Yes Princess." He said.
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I went and sat on the bed, while he pulled his t-shirt off and carefully folded it and put it on the chair he'd been sitting on. And then he slid his pajama bottoms off and folded them and put them on the chair.
He hadn't been wearing any underwear and he turned to face me.
He had a nice body. He wasn't thin, but he obviously spent time being active so he wasn't out of shape. The fact that he didn't look like a gym rat actually made his body even more arousing to me.
He had an all over tan, except for his cock. His buttocks weren't as dark as the rest of his body. They'd obviously seen sun, just not as much as the rest of him. I wondered when he'd been outdoor without pants.
He had hair on his chest and nice trail of it on his stomach, like it was pointing at his penis. His cock and balls were smooth. I suspected that he shaved them regularly, since his dark hair would probably grow thick around his balls if he let it.
I stared at him for a long time, looking lustfully at his cock. The longer I looked the more awkward I should have felt, but instead the long silence with me just staring at his body like he was a piece of meat made me feel very much in control.
I had begun to think of him as my pet to do with as I pleased. Thinking that he existed only to serve my needs gave me a thrill.
"Will you be able to get hard again Pet?" I asked him.
I was remembering how I had stroked so much cum out of his cock and onto Isabella's face in the living room last night.
And how it had felt when he pumped his cock in and out of me, filling me up with his sticky orgasm. My cunt probably still smelled and tasted like our bedtime fucking.
"Yes Princess." He said. "Would you like me to make myself hard for you?"
"Just fucking stand there!" I snarled. "That cock belongs to me this morning and I'll tell you how to serve my desires with it, and when to serve them."
"Yes Princess." He replied.
My belly tingled at his response. I hadn't intended to be as loud as I'd been, and instead of being put off he seemed to respond to my tone.
I looked at him some more and noticed that he seemed to be staring at my thighs.
I was sitting with my thighs together, and I spread them slightly, giving him just a teasing look between my legs.
He glanced down, and I inched forward on the bed.
"Do you want to see my cunt, Pet?" I asked him.
"Yes Princess." He answered. "I do."
"Why?" I asked him.
"Because your vagina is beautiful Princess." He answered. "Looking at it reminds me of how good it felt to push my cock into it last night."
"Call it a cunt." I told him.
"Yes Princess." He said. "Your cunt is beautiful."
"Beautiful things deserve to be worshipped." I told him. "Get back down on your knees."
"Yes Princess." He said, kneeling.
I stood up and walked up to him, grabbing his hair, and pulling his face to my cunt.
"Worship my beautiful cunt you worthless fuck!" I screamed at him.
"Yes Princess." He said, putting his tongue against my swollen lips.
He pushed his tongue up and down my crease, and I felt weak in the knees as I held onto his head, letting his tongue slide up and down as I responded to his intimate oral caresses.
"Lay down." I told him.
"Yes Princess." He said.
I grabbed a fistful of his hair.
"Don't fucking speak to me when you're using your mouth on my body." I told him. "Keep that tongue busy pleasing my beautiful cunt! Nod if you understand!"
He nodded, as he lowered himself onto the floor. I moved with him, holding his hair to keep his face against my wet gash. I settled onto my knees with his head between my legs, and I grabbed the bed for leverage.
His tongue probed into my slippery folds again, and I slowly pushed myself back and forth over his mouth, holding the bed for balance as I worked myself over his mouth.
I looked down at him, a stab of pleasure shooting through me as I made eye contact with him while feeling his tongue push against my cunt.
Unable to control myself I moved even faster against his mouth, feeling an orgasm start to uncoil inside of me.
"I'm getting close to cumming Pet." I announced. "Keep licking me but go slow. If you make me cum too soon, I will be very disappointed. Do you understand?"
Between my legs he nodded his head vigorously, as I slid my cunt back and forth on his face.
I closed my eyes and felt his tongue move carefully through my slick crevice, my pleasure moving through me agonizingly slow.
"That's right." I purred. "Please that pretty cunt for your Princess."
He was skilled with his tongue, and I felt him pull my orgasm closer and closer without ever licking me fast or with enough pressure to tip me over the edge.
Eventually I was panting for breath and my heart was racing, as my body trembled with orgasmic need.
At long last I pushed against his face once more, letting my clitoris rub against his lips, and then I moved away, standing up on shaking legs, still holding the bed for support.
I looked down at him, laying on his back with his cock sticking up into the air.
"Did the taste of my cunt make you hard Pet?" I asked him.
He nodded his head and I saw his cock quiver.
"You may speak Pet." I told him. "Did you like my taste?"
"Yes Princess." He said. "I love the taste of your cunt."
"Stand up." I told him.
"Yes Princess." He said.
I stood in front of him, watching his cock carefully as it pointed out away from his body.
I was fascinated with the look of it, how the head was slightly thicker than the shaft, and how it seemed to point at a slight downward angle, as if it was too heavy to stick straight out.
"How much do you love my cunt, Pet?" I asked him.
"More than I can describe Princess." He answered.
"Do you want to taste my body again?" I asked him.
"Yes Princess." He said. "I absolutely do want to taste your body again."
"Then get rid of that erection." I told him. "I want to watch that cock get hard, and that means it has to be soft first."
"Yes Princess." He said. "Do you want me to get into a cold shower?"
"Is there another way to make it go away?" I asked him. "That wouldn't take as long?"
"If I get my blood pumping in another direction." He said. "That would do it Princess."
"So get started Pet." I told him.
I sat down on the bed, and he hesitated just a moment, and then started to jog in place. His cock began to bob up and down and I giggled gleefully at the sight.
"Jump Pet!" I told him. "Jump and make it bounce!"
He grinned and started doing jumping jacks, his cock bouncing along with him, and I could see that it was growing smaller and softer as he moved.
I sat and watched him, staring at the cock, and long after it had gone soft, I continued to stare. Eventually I waved at him to stop jumping, and he stood there breathing deeply just a few feet from me while I stared at his cock.
"Lay on the bed Pet." I told him.
"Yes Princess." He said, scrambling onto the bed.
I could feel the heat pouring off of his body, and he smelled masculine and intoxicating.
"Get on your back." I commanded, straddling his face once more. "And get your mouth busy again."
This time I was facing his feet, my eyes firmly trained on his soft cock as I lowered my cunt to his face. I felt his lips move against my slippery folds, and then his tongue pushed up into my hole.
I gasped and began to rock my hips, feeling my orgasm begin to build again.
"Slowly." I said. "I want you to savor this Pet."
He slowed his enthusiastic tongue, settling for licking me long and deep instead of with the intense speed he had started with.
As I watched his cock, it twitched and began to swell. I stared, enchanted by the sight of the soft tube growing thicker and stiffer against his thigh, and then majestically straining away from his body, until it was once again rock hard.
I couldn't help but moan in appreciation, and I leaned over and licked at his cockhead, feeling my belly tighten as my tongue touched his tight skin.
Knowing that my own orgasm had come dangerously close at the mere taste of his cock I pulled away from his body and lay down next to him.
"You're hard again Pet." I said to him. "I think we both need to cool down, don't you? I think we need a distraction. Tell me what you think."
"Yes Princess." He answered. "You make me so horny that a distraction would be good."
"Maybe better for me than for you." I said with a grin. "First make your cock move for me Pet."
And then while I watched he caused his cock to move back and forth, like he was flexing and unflexing it.