"Conner, get the door will you?" Siobhan yelled from the bedroom. "That will be Anna. Remember I told you she was coming over today to show us a few tricks?"
Yeah, Conner remembered that Anna was coming over alright. He had thought of little else since that mind-bending afternoon when he had agreed to accompany Shiv to meet the woman who had been advising his wife on how best to control him.
Conner had gone through a wide range of emotions at that time, from anxiety to unbelievable horniness, followed by embarrassment and finally acceptance. Or resignation. Conner wasn't sure. He opened the door and stood back quickly. Anna flashed him a smile then leaned in and pressed her body against him briefly before kissing his cheek.
"You're looking very well Conner. I assume Shiv is taking good care of you?" Anna slid out of her coat, handed it to Conner and yelled up the staircase. "Siobhan I know you can hear me. I'm going to wait in your living room. Take your time. I'm sure Conner will keep me entertained." She smiled and looked seductively at Conner.
Conner held Anna's coat, not sure of his role. Should he be the sub Anna had been introduced to, or the guy everyone else knew as Conner? Truth be known, he would prefer being taken advantage of by Anna, but he felt like it wasn't his call. And he was right.
"Let's not pretend the other day didn't happen, okay Conner?" Anna cooed, resolving his dilemma. Temporarily mute with embarrassment, Conner nodded his agreement. He followed Anna into the living room, watching her hips undulate as she strutted in four-inch high heels. The tight, mid-thigh skirt contoured her ass perfectly. At forty years old, Anna had not lost any of the natural seductiveness that made men want to please her. Owning two subs herself, and training men for other Dommes had shaped her into a confident, vibrant woman, interested in helping other Domme-sub relationships flourish. She savoured a long moment, watching Conner struggle with his reluctance to embrace his status as a sub in front of her. He was hesitant, unsure of his position and unable to simply surrender to her presence. Anna enjoyed these initial encounters with men who were so out of their depth, but still didn't recognize her authority. They were so genuine, so vulnerable, so adorable, and so easily led.
"While we wait for Shiv to join us, why don't you take your clothes off and pile them neatly on that chair over there." Conner knew it wasn't really a suggestion. He was suddenly shy and felt his face flush. But he also felt his balls tingle at her instruction. Anna was not Shiv. She was a woman who saw him solely as an object to be trained for his wife's pleasure.
Conner and Shiv had played this game many times. She initiated, often without any preamble, then it was up to him to flip that little switch in his mind that turned him into a sub. His role was to reciprocate her advance with the proper subservient response. His compliance told Shiv that he was ready to obey.
But this situation with Anna was different. She didn't have any agreed upon limits with him. They had no parameters that separated normal behaviour from what they were doing. Yet here he was, alone with the woman Shiv had tasked him with obeying as if he were married to her. Conner averted Anna's gaze, took a deep breath and started to unbutton his shirt. But she had other plans for him.
"Look at me while you're undressing Conner. Think about the fact that
you are taking your clothes off just because I told you to." Now Anna's face was flushing. Her breath was shallow and rapid, like she had been jogging. She held his gaze like a lioness staring down a gazelle.
"Understand that I know what you are, and I'm ok with that. In fact I'm more than ok with it." Anna stepped close to Conner as he was removing his underwear, the last symbol of his modesty. "I'm very much into male sluts. I prefer them. And I prefer my man-sluts to be obedient, Conner."
Conner stood naked, rooted to the floor, not daring to move while she walked slowly around him, touching, inspecting.
"Are you obedient Conner?" Her fingers trailed across his shoulders, down his back and onto his buttocks. Her hand squeezed his butt cheek and she patted his ass gently; appraisingly, like she might bid on him at an auction. Canner felt his cock stiffen. Although she never touched it once, his cock swelled into a rock-hard protuberance that stuck straight out in front of him. Anna was amused.
"Wait there. Don't move. Keep the hard-on and reflect on the fact that you're such a slut, a woman you barely know can walk in here and have you naked and erect in about fifteen minutes." Anna laughed just as Siobhan came into the room towelling off her damp hair.
"What's funny," she asked? It occurred to Conner that Shiv was not very surprised to see him naked with a hard-on in front of Anna. Clearly, they were normalizing his nudity in their presence. He was a sub and he needed to get used to being taken for granted. He had to become accustomed to being talked about in the third person, even though he was present in the room. He was being objectified and it felt exciting.
"He got hard just from me telling him what I expect from my subs. I guess he thought he was one of them." Anna shrugged, grinned at Shiv and returned her attention to Conner still standing obediently. Still erect.
"That's a huge boner," Anna observed. "Have you been denying him like I suggested? Making him work for his reward and wait for gratification?" Anna smiled. "And has he been able to last longer for you? Maybe I should see for myself?"
Glancing at Shiv who nodded her permission, Anna wrapped her hand around Conner's erection and squeezed. The involuntary grunt told her all she needed to know. This cock would obey her too. Together she and Siobhan would increase its ability to stay hard for them.
Because his orgasms would be controlled, Conner would cum whenever they allowed him to cum. He would likely always want to cum, but now it would be a privilege, a reward, contingent on good behaviour and definitely beyond his control. As the saying goes, 'abstinence makes the slut grow desperate', and very cooperative.
