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The Executive Lifestyle Experience Ch 08

The Executive Lifestyle Experience Ch 08

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The Executive Lifestyle Experience

By TheProfessor7002

Author's note: This is the continuing story about a shy young wife exploring her submissive desires, under coercion at first, then with greater enthusiasm as the story progresses. It is a fantasy, set in a fictional world where there is no risk of STDs, and there is no downside to casual sex with multiple partners... As I said, fantasy. Don't try this at home.

Chapter Eight: Formal Training Begins.

Sara had her first training session under Lisa's tutelage ten days later. Sara drove to the Wintergreen Apartment complex, as pre-arranged, arriving on-time at 3:30 on Monday afternoon. She entered the Meadowview Building and went up to Apartment 305.

"Hello, Miss Lisette," Sara greeted Lisa when she opened the door in response to Sara's knock.

"Hello, Dear," Lisa acknowledged. "Please come in. We'll be in the Living Room."

Sara followed Lisa in as she led the way, then sat on the couch where Lisa indicated.

"As you know, Master Scott wants us to work on oral sex," Lisa began. "But before we begin, I want to talk a bit. I have been told that you don't like giving blow jobs, and I would like to understand why you feel that way."

"Well," Sara replied, "the whole idea is kind of revolting... I mean... to suck on a penis... that's where he pees from..."

"Yes, but pee won't hurt you," Lisa countered. "You must know that from Biology... Urine is quite sterile, and you could literally drink it without causing harm to yourself."

"Oh, my god, that's so gross," Sara gasped.

Lisa smiled at Sara's disgusted response. "You are inexperienced," She observed. "Your revulsion is, in essence, fear of the unknown. You need to understand... there are many people who incorporate pee play, or "watersports" as it is sometimes referred to, into their sex practices. It is not for everyone, certainly, but the fact remains, it is not all that unusual for people to engage in pee play... up to and including, forcing a submissive partner to drink urine. Many people find that to be an extreme turn-on."

"Well, I think the operative word there would be 'extreme'," Sara observed. "Do normal people really do that?"

"Of course, Dear," Lisa replied. "You probably can't imagine it, because you are so inexperienced, but it is not really all that uncommon." She picked up the remote, and turned on the big screen TV. "Give me a second, and I will show you."

Lisa navigated to an internet porn site, searched through the list of key-word tags, stopping first on the topic "pissing", then selecting the adjacent tag "piss drinking". She searched through a few of the candidate videos until she found something along the lines of what she was looking for. She pressed 'play' and activated the video.

Sara was astounded at what she was watching, in color High Definition, on the big screen TV. An attractive young couple was engaged in sex play in which the man was peeing on his partner. As Sara watched, he began slowly working the stream of urine up her naked body, then onto her pretty face, and then into her open mouth. The woman, for her part, was obviously into what was happening. She was careful to ensure that most of the stream of urine drained back out of her mouth, after splashing around inside, but every now and then, she clearly swallowed some of the pee her partner was showering her with. When he finished, she swallowed what was left in her mouth, then leaned forward and began gently sucking the man's dripping dick. She soon cleaned it of any trace of urine, then continued to give him a very loving and attentive blow job.

"You see," Lisa commented. "These two are having quite a good time."

"Well, it does look that way," Sara agreed. "But what is wrong with them? How can they enjoy something so disgusting?"

"It would appear they don't find it disgusting at all," Lisa observed. "How about this couple?"

Lisa had selected another video, this time of a lesbian couple. As Sara watched incredulously, two very attractive girls took turns peeing on each other and in each other's mouths. When one girl's mouth had been filled with pee, they kissed seductively, sharing the mouthful of pee between them. Like the woman in the first video, these two were clearly enjoying each other.

Sara watched in shocked disbelief. These two women were quite obviously deriving intense intimacy and sexual pleasure by peeing on each other and sharing a mouthful of piss. She could scarcely believe what she was seeing.

"You see, dear," Lisa continued, "Many people find pee play to be intensely erotic, a huge turn-on, because it is so Taboo."

Lisa selected a third video. This time, a very attractive young woman was naked and on her knees, in a shower stall. Her hands were cuffed behind her. She wore a slave collar around her neck. A leash, clipped to the collar, was held by a man standing in front of her. He was holding his dick at the ready, aimed at her face.

"Open," he ordered.

The woman looked to be both humiliated and aroused. Her ragged breathing and erect nipples were telegraphing a high level of arousal. But her face registered abject humiliation. She submissively opened her mouth, giving a little whimper of disgust as she did so.

The man tightened his grip on her leash, pulling her face closer, then he pushed his semi-erect penis into her mouth and began to urinate. As Sara watched in fascinated horror, the man pissed in his slave's mouth while she whimpered and passively submitted to what he was doing to her. She kept her throat tightly closed, allowing the urine to pool in her mouth, then dribble back out, wetting the front of her naked body.

"Swallow it!" The man barked, pausing and pulling back for a second. He grasped the leash tightly, then reached out to slap the girl firmly across each cheek. Then he released the tension on the leash and thrust his semi-hard prick back toward the naked young woman's mouth.

The woman whimpered some more, but obediently opened her mouth once again. When the man once again began to piss directly into her mouth, she sealed her lips around the shaft of his dick, ending the back flow of urine out of her mouth.

After a few moments, the man stopped and extracted his dick, leaving the young woman with a mouthful of piss. She hesitated, apparently trying to brace herself for what she had been ordered to do. Then she swallowed, ingesting a portion of the fluid she held in her mouth. She paused, evidently making sure she could keep her stomach under control, then did it again, finally draining her mouth on the second swallow.

"Again!" The man insisted. "Open!"

With a humiliated whimper, the bound young woman once again reluctantly opened her mouth. The man pulled her head forward, using his grip on the leash, then once again inserted his semi-hard cock into her mouth. When the woman had submissively closed her lips around the shaft, he continued to urinate directly into her mouth, once again stopping when she had a mouthful, and once again insisting she swallow it. The woman, for her part, continued to obey, submissively swallowing her master's piss.

As Sara watched in horrified fascination, the video continued through two more cycles, the man pissing directly into the helpless woman's mouth, and the woman, submissively but disgustedly swallowing each mouthful of piss.

While the video was playing, Lisa was carefully watching Sara's reaction. She saw the shock, horror, fascination, and undisputed arousal that swirled, in various combinations, across Sara's face. She was repulsed, Lisa realized, as she had expected her to be. But there was an unmistakable element of masochistic arousal at witnessing this humiliation of the pretty, naked, bound young woman in the video. Perhaps Sara was imagining herself in this woman's place?

When the video had gone through several cycles, Lisa picked up the remote and paused the screen, freezing the image of the submissive young woman, helplessly bound and on her knees, reluctantly drinking her master's piss. It was an image of erotic submission that was startling in its intensity.

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"Stand up," Lisa ordered Sara. "Remove your clothes."

For just a moment, Sara stared at Lisa, as if not comprehending her order. Sara's face was flushed, her breathing ragged. Then, she seemed to realize that she had been given an order, and moved to obey.

Sara undressed, removing each item of clothing, carefully folding it, then stacking it in a little pile on the end table. Soon she was naked, standing in the living room in front of Lisa, her eyes drawn repeatedly back to the image of submission frozen on the big screen TV.

"Down the hall, go to the Master Bedroom," Lisa ordered.

Sara obediently turned and walked naked down the hall. Lisa, still fully dressed, followed one step behind. When she reached the end of the hall, Sara turned right, entering the Master Bedroom.

"Here," Lisa instructed Sara, "Stand by the bed."

Lisa then opened the cedar chest and withdrew several items: leather cuffs, a collar, a small padlock, a flexible vibrating dildo, and a leash. She placed the items on the bed and closed the cedar chest.

"Give me your hands," Lisa ordered.

As Sara obediently held out each wrist, Lisa fastened a leather cuff around each of her wrists. When she had both wrist cuffs attached, she turned Sara around, drew her arms behind her, then cuffed her wrists together behind her back with the padlock, rendering Sara helpless.

Lisa next picked up the collar and carefully buckled it around Sara's slender neck, carefully holding her hair out of the way as she did so. She then fastened the leash to Sara's collar and slipped her wrist through the leather loop on the other end.

"You got turned on from watching that," Lisa declared. "Especially, the slave being forced to submit."

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara admitted. "I don't know why, but I couldn't help it. I should have been repulsed, but watching that slave being forced to drink her master's urine... it just did something to me."

"So you begin to understand how something that most people would be afraid to even try can still be erotic," Lisa commented. "There are a lot of things like that in BDSM play."

"It was so awful, but at the same time, watching that woman submit to his disgusting demand was so hot," Sara commented. "Oh my god. What is wrong with me?"

"There is nothing wrong with you," Lisa declared. "You are merely inexperienced. As a slave, you will be called upon to do many things that are way beyond plain vanilla sex practices. You won't enjoy all of it. But you can enjoy the submission. You can enjoy subverting your own likes and dislikes, in order to bring pleasure to others. I believe that is why you are aroused. You reacted to seeing that woman submit, when it was rather obviously against her own desires."

"Yes, Miss Lisette."

"Come with me," Lisa ordered, picking up the flexible dildo and tugging slightly on Sara's leash. She led the younger woman into the bathroom.

Lisa walked over to the glass-doored shower enclosure and slid back one of the sliding doors. She then reached in and placed the flexible dildo on a shelf in the shower.

Lisa stepped away from the shower and turned to Sara. She positioned Sara so they were facing each other, then reached down and drew her fingers through Sara's cleft, sliding through the wetness pooling there. Sara moaned at her touch. She was desperately turned on, and couldn't help humping her crotch against Lisa's questing fingers.

Lisa became more aggressive with her stroking, first sliding her fingers through Sara's dripping slit, then curling them down and penetrating Sara's vagina, making her gasp as she did so. She began to finger-fuck Sara, thrusting her fingers in and out of Sara's pussy, rapidly building her toward climax.

"You're going to find out what it's like to be that girl in the video," Lisa told Sara. "What it's like to submit to something you really don't want to do."

"Oh my god," Sara gasped, humping her crotch against Lisa's questing fingers. "You're really going to make me do that? You're going to make me drink your piss?"

"Yes," Lisa asserted, confirming Sara's worst fears. "And you're going to allow it, because you're a slave, and that's what slaves do."

"Ooohhh god..." Sara gasped. "You're going to force me to do it... Please, Miss Lisette, may I cum?"

"Not yet."

Lisa withdrew her fingers and let go of Sara's leash, then began stripping herself below the waist. She efficiently removed her shoes, socks, pants and panties, neatly placing her clothes on the floor in the corner of the bathroom. She continued by unbuttoning and removing her blouse, which she also placed on the little pile of clothes. Finally, she reached behind her and unfastened her bra, then shrugged it off and placed it with the other clothes.

Naked now, she picked up Sara's leash and led her over to the shower.

"Get in," Lissette ordered as she pushed Sara through the open door to the shower.

Sara obediently stepped in, then Lisa stepped in behind her and closed the door. The shower was a rectangular enclosure, and Lisa turned Sara so her back was against the far side of the rectangle, opposite the shower head and faucets.

"Kneel down, facing me, knees spread to shoulder width," Lisa ordered.

When Sara had obediently assumed the position, Lisa squatted down in front of her, and reached out for Sara's pussy, running her fingers through her soaking-wet slit and over her clit, making Sara moan as she did so.

"You are the woman in that video," Lisa said as she stroked Sara's steaming pussy. "You are kneeling naked in a shower stall... Your hands are cuffed behind you... You have a slave collar around your neck, and are held on a leash. You know that you are about to be humiliated. That your mistress is going to pee on you, and there is nothing you can do to avoid it. You are about to do something that disgusts you, because you are a slave, and you have been ordered to do it... You are going to open your mouth and let me pee into it, because I have told you to do it... You are going to let me fill your mouth with piss... Then, when I tell you, you are going to swallow it."

"Oh my god," Sara gasped, humping her crotch against Lisa's fingers. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Submission, Sara... That's what this is about," Lisa instructed. "You are doing this because you are a slave, and the person you serve wants you to do it. It doesn't matter what you want, or don't want, to do... Your wishes, your desires, are unimportant. What

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important is your obedience, and the more you don't want to do something, the more perfect is your obedience when you do it."

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara gasped. "Oh my god."

Lisa withdrew her hand from Sara's crotch, then stood up and positioned herself in front of Sara.

"Lick me," Lisa ordered. "After all, we're supposed to be training you in the arts of oral sex, though we seem to have become a little side-tracked."

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara responded. She leaned forward and pushed her mouth against Lisa's pussy.

Lisa made a little gasp of pleasure as Sara ran her tongue across her clit, then moved lower, licking her slit. She let Sara continue for a bit, before reaching down and gripping her head in both hands.

"You're very good at this," Lisa said as she pushed Sara's head back from her pussy. "I'm tempted to let you do that until I cum."

"Thank you, Miss Lisette," Sara answered. "May this slave please you?"

"You may please me," Lisa answered. "But not that way, just now. We came in here for another reason."

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara answered, dreading what was coming. "I remember. Oh my god."

"Open your mouth," Lisa commanded.

Sara obediently opened her mouth, whimpering a bit as she did so.

"Now don't move."

Lisa aimed lower than Sara's face and began to urinate. The stream first hit Sara in the chest, between her breasts, splattering over her skin. Then it began to climb up her body as Lisa directed it toward her face. The warm stream moved ever upward, over Sara's chin, until it was hitting in Sara's open mouth.

Sara whimpered louder, shivering with disgust, but she did not turn away. She knelt submissively, her mouth open as the warm pee splashed inside, slowly filling her mouth.

Lisa abruptly stopped.

"You can spit it out now," she directed.

Sara did so, fighting the urge to gag on the acrid liquid. She tipped her head down, let the urine drain from her open mouth, dribbling down the front of her body. With her hands cuffed behind her, Sara was unable to wipe her lips or chin. The taste of piss remained strong in her mouth, but at least Lisa had not insisted she swallow it, as she had said she would.

"Now, lick me again," Lisa commanded.

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara responded. She again leaned forward and pushed her mouth against Lisa's pussy, running her tongue through Lisa's slit. Sara obediently sucked her mistress' pussy, licking up the last few drops of urine, using her tongue to bring Lisa pleasure.

Lisa sighed in response to Sara's ministrations, softly humping her face as Sara's tongue moved from licking the length of her pussy, to probing the entrance to her vagina, then up to her clit, where she sucked softly for a while, before returning to the entrance to her vagina.

"Lick my pee hole," Lisa ordered.

"Yes, Miss Lisette." Sara obediently began to suck around Lisa's urethra. Lisa let her do it for a moment, then advised Sara what was about to happen.

"I am going to pee again," Lisa told Sara. "Keep your mouth where it is. Apply suction, and don't let any escape."

Sara groaned when she heard Lisa's command, but she obediently followed Lisa's orders, using her mouth to apply suction to the area surrounding Lisa's urethra. A moment later, she felt warm pee filling her mouth.

Sara whimpered softly as she realized Lisa was peeing directly into her mouth, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she kept up her suction and allowed Lisa to inject urine directly into her mouth. When her mouth was about half full, Lisa stopped.

"Now, swallow it," Lisa commanded.

Shaking a bit, with tears in her eyes, Sara looked up at Lisa and did the unthinkable; she swallowed the mouthful of Lisa's piss. She gagged slightly, but quickly fought to stifle her revulsion, and after a few seconds, had done so.

"There, you have done it," Lisa declared.

"Yes, Miss Lisette," Sara replied, still gagging slightly.

"That is not something you wanted to do... but you did it, anyway," Lisa observed. "You willingly did what I commanded, even though you found it repulsive. That is true submission. You have shown yourself to be an excellent slave."

"Thank you, Miss Lisette," Sara acknowledged, feeling a strange sense of pride in response to Lisa's praise. She also realized she was very turned on by her submission. Could she possibly be enjoying this, on some level, she wondered?

Lisa picked up the flexible dildo and held it in front of Sara's face. It was a vibrator, turned off at the moment. The shaft was a realistic simulation of an erect circumcised penis, with just enough flexibility to emulate the real organ. The base was a battery compartment that doubled as a handle.

"Now," Lisa explained, "we are here to learn about sucking dick... giving blow jobs... giving head. I know you think you don't like to do that, but I have to say, as an act of submission, there is nothing better. Personally, I love sucking cock, whether it is giving a loving blow job, taking a forceful throat-fuck, or even being forced to endure a brutal mouth-rape. It really turns me on."

Sara just looked at the dildo Lisa was holding, trying to understand what she was saying.

"You don't understand that, do you?" Lisa asked rhetorically. "Well, let me explain... Sucking cock, in any form, is fundamentally an act of submission. You are putting aside your own pleasure and comfort to give exquisite pleasure and comfort to your partner, your master. By any definition, that is submission, even when it is done willingly, by your own initiative, with you retaining full freedom to control the situation, to set the pace. The rougher forms of blow jobs, when combined with BDSM play such a bondage, throat-fucking, and forced deep-throat, are most definitely acts of submission."

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