Sharleen learns to administer erotic punishments
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Author's notes:
1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.
2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is purely imaginary and, to the author's knowledge, bears no relationship to any factual occurrence.
3. This story follows on from Ch. 1 to 5 of Sharleen's Sexual Adventures. While this is a stand-alone story, if you haven't already read those stories I would advise you to do so first.
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The few weeks break before the last session passed quickly. Shar and Ben spent every night together, making love, cumming on his beautiful cock as he filled her to overflowing with his potent cum. He admired her beautiful breasts with their matching gold rings, symbols of the learning she had undertaken to gain the skills of love making that they both enjoyed so much. Then the final week arrived and Dale insisted they have a farewell party before Shar returned to Master Simon or Mistress Elizabeth.
The date for the party was set two days before I was due to leave and Jude, Mark, Joe, Trevor, Ben and Dale prepared for what appeared to be designed as a farewell orgy. I had no idea when or if I would be permitted to cum during the next session, knowing only that it was designed to teach me to inflict sexual pain on others. Perhaps, I thought desperately, there would be no sex permitted; I realized that this was probably unlikely, but certainly being prohibited from cumming was a distinct possibility. I also realized that graduation from this session would be accompanied by the insertion of a clit hood ring, which may put me out of action sexually for several weeks while it healed. So, I resolved to make the most of this party, although they were very close lipped about what they had planned.
It turned out to be no big deal, mainly, I guess, because by now I had experienced so much that most things were no big deal. Probably the highlight of the evening was when I was given a round robin of double penetration, with two cocks or strap-ons being used on me for nearly an hour as each man came inside my vagina while Dale and Jude took turns lying on their backs, their strap-on in my ass, their legs and arms holding me widespread as I was fucked mercilessly by each of the men. Needless to say, during this process I was not permitted to cum, although I desperately needed to. I was very grateful for this practice after several weeks of cumming at will with Ben.
Once that was finished, Jude wheeled in a Sybian machine. I have no idea where she obtained it, perhaps you can hire them, I don't know and didn't ask. However, they inserted a dildo in my ass, I lowered myself onto the ten-inch dildo affixed to the machine, and they turned it on. Then Ben sat beside me, whispering in my ear, ordering me to cum every two minutes. The first time I came hard because I was so frustrated from not having cum while being continually fucked, then the next three times I really enjoyed also, but after that it becomes a blur. I know my body responded to each command but each orgasm seemed to become more exhausting until I was functioning like a robot after twenty minutes. Soon after that, I was later told, I became unconscious and they turned off the machine and lay me on a mattress to recuperate. I have no memory of these events after about the fifth orgasm, so I only know what I was later told. All in all, I've definitely been to better parties and as I snuggled up to Ben in bed later that night I began to look forward to my next training session in which I would administer the punishment as well as receive it.
The following morning, I was again miraculously horny for Ben, as he was for me. I aroused him then continued playing with his balls, moving them in their sac, pushing them into the sockets against his pubic bone, then holding his sac tightly in one hand while I pressed down on his trapped balls, squeezing them against the hard bone. Ben told me they were quite sore, but after repeated gentle presses they seemed to lose their sensitivity and I found I could press harder and harder without causing him more than discomfort. I then straddled him and rode his hard cock to heaven, cumming several times before he finally spurted his semen deep inside me. For the first time I found myself wishing I could just live with him, go off my birth control and have babies together. I caught myself in these thoughts and wondered what was happening to me.
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I was met by Mistress Elizabeth and Master Simon at the door of the mansion where I would be taught during the next few weeks. I had followed their instructions to the letter, wearing only a thin white gown with a halter neck, bare back to just above my ass, narrow straps that barely covered my aureoles and reached to the top of the skirt, leaving my abdomen almost naked, and a skirt that consisted of multiple strips of fabric, each about an inch wide with no overlap, that stretched from my hips to half way down my thighs. On my feet were silver shoes with five-inch heels. Unlike previous arrivals, my journey today was by public transport and required changing buses twice during the trip, followed by a walk of several hundred yards down a public street through a throng of people. On many occasions during my lengthy trip I felt hands touching me, reaching between the skirt strips and beneath the halter neck straps to feel my breasts, ass and pussy. I was amazed that instead of feeling these touches to be intrusive, they caused me to become increasingly hot and horny so that by the time I arrived at the mansion all I wanted was to be fucked. However, my training cut in as soon as I saw Master and Mistress. I knelt before them, looking downward.
"Did you enjoy your journey here today, slave Shar?" asked Master Simon.
"Yes, Master."
"And do you feel sexually aroused from your journey?" asked Mistress.
"Yes, Mistress."
"That is good," she continued, "And remember that you may only cum with permission, understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I was told to stand and that I was permitted to look at them, so I raised my eyes and smiled at them both, feeling genuinely pleased to see them again.
"We have some other slaves for you to meet," said Master Simon. "They will be assisting in your training. As you are no doubt aware, you are here to learn how to inflict sexual pain on others this time. Within certain restrictions, you will experience this pain yourself before inflicting it on others. Those restrictions are due to your gender; you cannot, of course, feel how it feels to have pain inflicted on male sexual parts. That is what slave Harold is here for. Both he and slave Jess will be your test subjects and will provide accurate feedback on the effects of the pain you inflict upon them. Both will, at times, also inflict pain on you so you can gain an even greater perspective of the pain you inflict on females.
"Towards the end of the course you will preside over a Dungeon and will be responsible for providing the pain for many people simultaneously, instructing slaves in what you wish to be done to clients. Here we operate a working Dungeon and as well as training slaves, it is also used for recreational punishment and for correcting slaves owned by Masters and Mistresses who do not themselves own a Dungeon. So, during your time here you will gain much experience in many aspects of sexual punishment and torture of both males and females. Do you have any questions?"
"No, Master, Mistress," I replied.
"Good." Master clapped his hands and a male and a female slave appeared from an adjoining room. Both stood in attitudes of submission before Master and Mistress. I noted that each had gold nipple rings and that both were naked except for leather bondage around her breasts and pussy and around his cock and balls.
"You may look up and relax," Master told them.
