With a little over a month left before my final exams and thesis defence, I was totally under Natasha's influence. She insisted that I keep up with my graduate work, and actually checked on my progress in some of my projects and classes. Just knowing she wanted me to be doing this made me work even harder. The results were good. I was headed for excellent final marks and my thesis was shaping up to be a strong success.
I do remember vividly one night around that time. I was standing there with my hands behind my head, naked, as always, feeling her manipulating my cock and looking over at the other babe in the room, the one that was naked, Tanya, when Natasha decided that I was far too messy.
My heart sank, as I never wanted to disappoint Natasha. "You're just messy. Your cum goes everywhere. We need to stop that." But she had not stopped stroking me.
"Tanya, get over here and make yourself useful!" And quick as a flash, Tanya was on her knees in front of me. "Deal with this and make sure there is no mess." With that she let go of me and walked over to sit in a large winged back chair in the shadows by the wall. But I had little time to wonder about that, because, very quickly, Tanya grabbed my cock with both of her hands, opened her mouth as wide as she could and popped the head into her mouth.
Oh my god it was wonderful. Some girls had licked and kissed my cock, but none had ever gotten the head into their mouth, most being too scared that they could do it. Tanya could do it. She moved her lips to form a seal and ran her tongue all around the head. My knees were weak, but I stayed upright and kept my hands behind my head.
After slobbering all over the head she took it out, took a big breath and using both her hands fed it back into her mouth. And amazingly, she fed more and more into her. I didn't know where it was going or where it could go, but I knew that at least six inches was somewhere inside her. I was getting my first real blowjob! Pulling back a bit and breathing deeply through her nose Tanya took a few more inches into her. I did not know it, but Tanya had been practicing on ever bigger dildos daily under the direct supervision of Natasha.
There was no way that Tanya could be breathing now as my large cock was firmly into her throat, but she moved off, took a great huge breath and again took it into her mouth and into her throat. This continued for a while, but it did not take long. I was experiencing, yet again, feelings that I had never felt before. They were amazing.
I wanted to take my hands off my head to hold her head, but a gentle reminder from Natasha and I kept them there where she wanted them.
I couldn't help but move my hips, in a jerky fashion, as I got closer and closer. Natasha was beside me again, and then as I got close, she reached up to grab my nipple and pinched it. And I flooded into Tanya's throat, who had just taken a breath and then as much of my cock as she could. Her eyes widened at receiving so much, but she took it all.
But wait ... she didn't take it all. As she slowly pulled back off my cock so she could breathe, she gave a little cough, and some cum came out of her nose. That probably didn't feel good.
I was still recovering, my cock having just come out of her mouth, my knees still weak, when Natasha calmly and efficiently took Tanya by the collar and keeping her on her knees, brought her to the couch and pushed her over the arm so her ass was up in the air. Tanya quickly put her hands behind her head and said nothing.
From nowhere, Natasha produced a small leather paddle in her hand and with efficiency paddled Tanya's upturned ass more than a dozen times, turning it a nice warm looking red colour. When she was done she simply placed the paddle on her back and moved back to me with a smile telling me I had been a great boy. Tanya collected herself, and the paddle and returned to her knees in front of me.
As Natasha stroked my shoulder and cooed in my ear about how well I had done, she made sure that my hands stayed behind my head. My cock was deflating, and Tanya moved to "clean it up" as instructed by Natasha. She licked and sucked and got any of the remaining cum off my tool as it bobbed from the pleasure.
Finishing off, Tanya quickly cleaned up the room and returned to a kneeling position not far from us.
Well, if there had been any question of what was going on in this house or with me, the past few minutes had put an end to that. Mistress Tanya, as I now thought of her, definitely had a 24/7 bdsm life going here, and I was now becoming part of it. I knew about it, or thought I did. I had the internet. I had read all kinds of stories and advice websites. I had just never seen it close up.
And close up it looked pretty good at the moment. I had just had a gorgeous girl blow me like never before and I had cum buckets. My knees were still a little weak and I was afraid to move.
"Let's go to the couch". Natasha turned and moved to the couch using my cock as a handle to bring me with her. Sitting on the couch, she used my cock to direct me to my knees on the floor at her feet. "I think this is the best place for you".
I never did sit on that couch again. And I never did wear clothes in her house again. By day I was finishing up my final year in post grad school, and doing well, and by night I would make my way to Natasha's house.
Natasha did not meet me at the door anymore. Tanya met me and folded my clothes and neatly stored them as I took them off. While I knew that I was going to be naked, I never knew what Tanya would be wearing when I arrived. Sometimes it was the sexy French maid outfit I had first seen her it, other times it was a conservative serving girl outfit, which I presume she wore because Natasha had just had other more refined visitors, and there were times where she wore nothing but a collar and cuffs!
I didn't wear cuffs or a collar. I wondered why and knew that it had to be coming. I couldn't escape if I wanted to. Natasha had me deeply under her control.
Sometimes the nights were long and sometimes they were short. Firstly I would stand in the middle of whatever room Natasha was in, while she slowly circled me and observed me. She checked to make sure that I was cleanly shaven, both on my face and all of my pubic and ass hair. She would pinch me and smell me to ensure I wasn't getting flabby and that I had washed and prepared myself. This could take a minutes or half an hour, but after the first night with her riding crop slashing at me any time I moved, I knew to keep still.
Then, I could find myself on the floor beside her as she watched TV, or in her office by the desk as she finished some work of hers. I did not serve her, I was just there, occasionally receiving a pat or rub of my head.
Most nights, at some point, she would get me to my feet and call Tanya and then I would receive another amazing blow job. Standing upright in front of Natasha, hands behind my back and legs slightly apart, as she continued to direct me. I came buckets and buckets into poor Tanya, always just as Natasha pinched my nipples to put me over the edge.
Most often that would be the end of the night, and I would get dressed at the door and return to my car. Other nights, I would find myself again on the floor with a slightly dripping cock and a flushed face.
While much of my life has turned into a blur, and it is hard to remember one day from the next, I still remember one pretty special night at Natasha's. I came through the door, stripped and admired a naked Tanya as I often did. But this time Natasha did my inspection right there while Tanya left the room.
Quickly and efficiently she made sure I had followed her directions, and I only received one swipe from the crop for a small groan when she lifted up my balls to check for hair underneath.
Using my cock as a handle, she put me on my knees in the corner facing the wall and walked away saying only "Stay!"
I didn't know everything, but I did know that moving from the spot would probably end up hurting my ass, and I didn't want to move either. Natasha had ordered me here and I wanted to make her proud of what I could do for her when I tried.
It was only a few minutes when Natasha and Tanya returned. I was led into the main living room and could only pause a moment, she did have a god grip on my cock, when I saw the sight before me.
While I didn't know it as a breeding bench at the time, there was one in the room, and attached to it was a naked, sexy girl whose face I couldn't even see. But I could see the spectacular ass, legs and winking pussy. And boy was I hard.
While Tanya kept a hold of me, Natasha moved to the couch, a prime viewing area. Following a hint from Tanya, I got my hands behind my head, and quicker than flash, she had tightened a small noose and leash around my cock and balls right down to the root.
I was so horny for that naked pussy in front of me I can't adequately describe it. But my brain was telling me that all the signals I was seeing meant I was going to get laid. I was going to fuck that girl over there. I was over the moon and ready to go. But that is where the noose came in. It forced me to stand there and wait for direction. That noose could control any man of any size and it certainly controlled me.
With practised ease and skill, Tanya flipped the leash under my legs and ass and grabbed it on the back side with her right hand. She now had the leash connected to my cock and balls running under my ass in her right hand and my hard cock in her left hand. She had complete control.
She pulled me forward until I was just behind the girl bent over the beams. I could see now that she was dark haired and the olive skin probably meant that she was Hispanic. Couldn't see much else, and her hands were cuffed together behind her back, but high up on her shoulder, was a small tattoo. It was a green clover leaf, a lucky charm. Holy shit. I had seen that before. It was a girl from my advanced math class. What was her name? Maria or Marina.
It was only later that I would figure out that Maria was the reason that Natasha ever heard of me. She was apparently both a slave and helpful spotter. And tonight she was going to be used in my training.