"Get over here, Baby Girl," I commanded.
I had just started her training. She was trying so hard to be a Good Girl for me, so there were things she still didn't understand why they were being done to her, and for her.
"Sub position." I pointed at the floor. Which meant on her knees, head down, palms up, naked with her training collar on, in front of her master, her Sir. Showing submission, and vulnerability.
Doing as she was told she took her clothes off. Standing in front of me she looked me in the eyes as I held her Training Collar.
"May I have my Collar, Sir?" she whispered.
"What? I can't hear you, Slut," I called out.
Dropping to her knees, she knew she should have been on her knees to ask permission. Looking up at me from her knees she asked again,
"May I have my Collar, Sir?"
"Better," I said sternly.
As I locked her Collar around her neck she looked down and had her palms up. She was learning. Reaching down I slapped her tits, five on each.
Watching her skin blush, her nipples harden, made my cock hard as a rock.
"Thank you, Sir. I will learn. I promise," she said as she bit her lip from the stinging pain.
"I know you will, you are turning into such a Good Girl for Sir," I praised her.
I walked over to the bed, grabbed her leash, and nipple clamps.
First clamping her left nipple, she let out a gasp. Then the right one, it was more of a moan. I locked the leash on her Collar. Taking my hand I rubbed her cheeks, "Good Girl," I told her. Taking the thumb of my right hand I slowly traced the outside of her lips. Parting her lips, she knew what I wanted.
Having her in Sub Position, tounge out, my thumb in her mouth, her sucking on it as I fuck her mouth with it. Her moaning as she does it, as she tires to ready to take all of Sir.
She sucked, licked and moaned.
"You like that, Baby?" I questioned
"Of course I do, Sir," she blurted out.
"I think you are ready for the real thing. Would you like that Baby?" I questioned.
"Please, Sir. I need to Suck Sir's cock," she pleaded.
Taking my thumb from her mouth, I leaned down and kissed her lips. Claiming the air she breathed as Mine.
Standing back up I ordered, "Take my pants and boxers off, and take it out and in. Do NOT touch with your hands. Hands behind your back. Mouth, Lips, and Tongue only. Are we clear?"
"I understand, Sir," she said as she fumbled to get me out of my clothes.
My cock sprung out, precum already forming at the tip. She opened her mouth, taking my length all the way.
Fuck I needed this, I need to feel her, take her devour all of her. Her lips, her warmth was perfect around my cock and
I balled her hair in a fist, as I face fucked her. Making her gag, watching tears form in her eyes as she gasped for her breath.
Just then she reached her hand up to pull away.
"Did I give you permission to use your hands?" I asked sternly.
"No, I'm sorry," she whimpered.
"Try again?" I asked again.
"I am sorry, Sir," she cried out.
