The Sinstruction Manual

Greetings degenerates, perverts, and other assorted kink enthusiasts. I adore you all!

All characters in this story are all grown adults over the age of eighteen.

This story is a spin-off of my Follow My Sinstructions series, where nineteen-year-old Princess Gabriella was introduced, along with her middle-aged pet Glenn. If you haven't read those stories, this one will make a little more sense if you do.

As with most things that I write, this series takes place in a happy alternate reality where people don't worry about pandemics, STDs, or the need for birth control.

This story contains cunt licking, cock teasing, peeing, orgasm denial, cock sucking, facials, a bit of anal stimulation, and some fucking, along with some domination by a BDSM novice.

I should note that the sex act referred to in this story, the 'glorified five' is something I made up.

And as a note of caution, a character in this story wears a cock ring for quite a while. This is a work of fiction. Wearing a cock ring in real life for longer than the recommended time can be dangerous.

As always, I hope you enjoy reading about some of the things that arouse me in my fantasy life.

IsabellaEmily

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"That's it Pet!" I moaned. "Tongue your Princess!"

I rocked my hips back and forth, straddling his face while he lay on the floor. I was sliding my cunt over his mouth while I supported my weight on two kitchen chairs.

I trembled as his talented tongue probed and licked into my sticky folds.

"Don't fucking stop." I growled. "You better make me cum before I have to leave. If I'm late I'm going to edge that cock for three more days."

My pet's name was Glenn, and his wife was out of town for the next three weeks on a work trip. She had agreed to let me be in complete control of his cock, balls, mouth, and orgasms while she was gone.

For the past two days he'd been orally pleasuring me almost nonstop. Last night I'd stroked him to the point of orgasm three times, sending him on his way with a throbbing cock and specific directions to save his cum for me.

This morning we were back in my recently rented efficiency apartment. It was a third-floor walkup over a used bookstore on the ground floor and two women who ran a bookkeeping business on the second floor.

It was sparsely furnished, with an old stove, a refrigerator and sink in one corner, a bathroom in another corner, a walk-in closet with built in dresser drawers in the third corner, and an old bay window in the other.

I'd added a thrift store kitchen table and four mismatched chairs, an ancient tv stand for a bookcase, and the only thing that was a new, a king-sized pillow topped mattress that was on the floor.

It was far from fancy, but it was cheap, quiet, safe, and best of all completely private. It was within walking distance of campus, and I could spend hours up here giving and receiving sexual pleasure without any fear of being interrupted or seen.

I'd lived at home during the first semester, and while I still stayed there once a week or so to catch up on laundry and raid my dad's fridge, this apartment had become my personal and sexual retreat from the world.

I'd had a very busy first semester.

I'd taken a full load of classes and had continued to work as many hours as I could at the movie theater in the evenings and on weekends.

I'd even answered an online ad and worked in the fall on a fan film based on a horror movie that I loved. I was basically a glorified gopher helping with sound and video equipment, but I learned a lot and had fun.

My dad had started to date again and developed a close relationship with a woman who I actually like quite a bit. I don't know that she and I have enough in common to ever be great friends, but we get along.

She's kind to my dad and he likes her a lot, so that's good as far as I'm concerned. Plus, with his attention on her, I have had more time to indulge in my new addiction to pleasure.

Because the most important part of my first semester of college wasn't any of my classes, or my job, or even my new apartment. It was the sexual journey that I embarked on of exploration and discovery that has completely changed my life.

Not only do I have more confidence than I ever have before, but I'm no longer afraid of the desires and preferences that I have when it comes to sex and romance.

I accept that I'm different, and that I want different things, and instead of being ashamed of that I'm pretty fucking proud of it.

It started with allowing my best friend's mom Isabella, to draw me into her world, and she rechristened me as Lady Gabriella as she collared me and lead me into the world of sexual pleasure on the end of a leash.

She introduced me to the orgasmic joy of desperation, diaper play, pee play, and even the idea of being sexually dominated, spanked, degraded, and even denied pleasure.

One night in her bed she allowed one of her collared male sex slaves named Glenn to take my virginity, fucking me through powerful orgasms and pumping my virgin cunt full of his warm and sticky semen.

Not long after that I played one on one with Glenn, and rechristened myself as Princess Gabriella, taking charge of him and his cock for my own pleasure.

I was still Lady Gabriella when I played with Mistress Isabella, but on my own I became Princess Gabriella, taking charge of what I wanted, and sexually teasing, denying, satisfying, and rewarding my playmates according to my own needs.

As the semester went on I continued to explore, letting Mistress Isabella teach and guide me, while I used Glenn, who I had nicknamed Pet, to learn all I could about male sexual pleasure.

His wife loved to watch me dominate and instruct him, as I made him lick me through orgasm after orgasm. She would sit for hours at the end of the bed and watch me tease and edge Glenn's cock until he was begging for release.

Release that I sometimes granted, and sometimes denied, instead making him watch while I went down on his wife, sharing orgasms with her while he lay helplessly twelve inches away on the bed with us.

We were in a denial cycle right now, with him tonguing me while I ignored his throbbing erection.

"That's it." I moaned. "Push your finger how I like it. Make me cum. Lick my orgasm out of my cunt."

He pushed one of his fingers against my anus, gently rubbing my puckered knot while he started to lick faster and deeper into my silky gash.

"My clit." I gasped. "Suck my clit Pet!"

I pushed my clitoris against his mouth and he closed his lips around it, sucking and flicking it with his tongue while his finger continued to probe my anal opening.

"I'm gonna cum!" I screamed, bucking against his face.

My orgasm surged through me, clearing my head and causing a sense of peace and pleasure to wash over me.

I fell back onto the mattress, enjoying the spasming aftershocks of the quick but deeply satisfying orgasm I'd just had.

"God that was fucking good." I said. "That should make this upcoming class even more fun, feeling my cunt sticky from your tongue tickling. Don't you think?"

"Yes Princess." Said Glenn with a grin.

I sat up on the bed and looked over at him. He had moved around and stretched his legs out, putting his feet up onto one of the kitchen chairs, causing his erect cock to point up towards his face.

Except for his collar that marked him as mine, he was completely naked.

I always preferred him naked when we played, even if he was just going down on me, or watching me pee.

I liked watching his cock, especially when it started soft and grew to full thickness without either of us touching it. Knowing that he could get hard just by being close to me made me dizzy with lust and need and gave me a thrill that caused my belly to tighten.

I had to leave in twenty minutes for class. This was the first day of the new semester and I couldn't afford to be late for this first lab. I was going to struggle enough and didn't need to start behind.

But looking at Glenn's stiff prick made me want to skip it and let him slowly fuck me until neither of us could hold back our orgasms.

"I can't miss this class." I told him. "I only have two classes this semester with that fan-film, but if I get behind I'll never catch back up."

"I understand Princess." He said.

"On the other hand, no sense in not priming the pump a little bit." I said. "Is there Pet?"

"What do you mean Princess?" asked Glenn.

"Get up." I told him. "Come with me."

I grabbed the kitchen chair and took it into the bathroom.

This efficiency apartment didn't have a bathtub, just a simple shower stall. I opened the shower door and parked the chair in front of it and climbed stepped up onto it, facing the shower.

"Aim my piss Pet." I told Glenn. "Water the flower."

I had stuck some non-slip safety appliques to the bottom of the shower stall when I moved in.

On a whim I'd stuck one to the wall of the shower because I thought they were pretty. They were bright pink flowers and gave a touch of color to the white porcelain.

It also gave me something to aim at while I stood on the chair and pissed into the shower.

I was working at perfecting my ability to pee standing up, with the goal of being able to stand and piss without undressing or making a mess.

Glenn came up behind me and reached around my waist, using his fingers to spread my pussy lips as I tilted my hips and thrust my pelvis forward.

With a loud hiss my urine began to thunder onto the shower wall, and Glenn manipulated his fingers around my hole to guide my stream up the wall until it was splattering against the flower.

"Fuck yeah!" I giggled, watching my pee roll down the shower wall and into the drain.

I shook my hips as the last few dribbles came out, trying to get as much into the shower as possible.

"I'm afraid I spilled a little onto the chair Princess." Said Glenn. "I am terribly sorry."

"Clean me and then clean the chair Pet." I told him, turning to face him.

"My pleasure Princess." He said.

With a smile he turned to and grabbed some toilet paper, and gently and carefully wiped me, and then he got a tube of wet wipes and cleaned up my drips and then wiped down the chair.

I hopped down and stood behind him on the floor, reaching around to aim his cock up at the pink flower.

"Piss for me Pet." I told him. "Your Princess needs to feel your pee pushing through your cock."

He was still stiff, but he closed his eyes and concentrated, and in a moment his urine began surging against the shower wall, and I aimed it up at the flower and giggled in delight.

I moved his cock back and forth, causing his piss stream to arc back and forth across the flower as it washed down the wall.

When his flow slowed to a trickle I shook his cock gently and did my best to get all of his pee out of it.

I grabbed a tissue and dabbed at the head of his cock.

"Part piss, part pre-cum." I said with a grin. "At least I allowed one of your needs to be met this morning."

"Thank you Princess." He smiled.

I took a moment to turn the shower on to rinse our piss off the shower wall. Then I picked up the chair and carried it out of the bathroom. Glenn followed me, his semi-stiff cock leading the way.

"You're still hard Pet." I told him.

"Yes Princess." He said. "I am."

I reached out and slapped his cock, watching it bounce up and down in response.

"How badly do you need to cum Pet?" I asked him teasingly.

I took his balls in my hand and held them tight, watching his cock twitch with need.

"I don't need to Princess." He said softly. "But I really want to."

"How bad do you want to Pet?" I whispered, standing on tiptoe to lick his ear.

"Very bad." He said. "You always make me cum so hard."

"Well we don't have time right now Pet." I told him. "At least not for anything other than a taste of what's to come."

I leaned over the kitchen table and arched my back.

"Push it into me Pet." I said. "I want to feel your cock touch my inside spot before I go to class."

He stepped over to me, and I felt one hand grab my hip and pull me up, and then his fingers probed along my cunt lips, and I shuddered as they flicked over my clit.

I felt him slide a finger into my slippery insides, and then he used that finger to swirl my wet arousal across my opening, and then his cockhead pushed against me.

"Oh goddam." I moaned, closing my eyes as he pushed against me.

And then he was inside, sliding the full length of his erection into me while we both throbbed with need.

I wanted so badly to beg him to fuck in and out and fill me with his semen, but I assured myself that it would be worth waiting.

"That's enough Pet." I told him, fighting to keep my voice from trembling. "We'll play more later."

"Yes Princess." He grunted, pulling himself out of my body.

I turned around and looked at his cock, shiny with my slick cunt juice and rock hard and delicious looking as it pointed at me.

I bent down and feathered a kiss onto his cockhead, flicking my tongue against his cock hole.

"Get dressed." I told him. "If you make me late you will never enjoy another erection around me again."

"Yes Princess." He said. "Right away Princess."

He began to dress, picking his clothes up from the floor as I did the same, pulling a clean pair of panties out of my closet, before pulling my jeans and bra and sweater back on.

I stepped into the bathroom and turned my shower off, satisfied that it was clean enough until I could scrub it later. Besides, I'd probably need to pee again by the time I got home from class.

"Do you need a ride, Princess?" he asked.

"No." I told him. "It's right around the corner and I have enough time. Thank you for offering though. What are you going to do all afternoon?"

"I'll fill the time somehow." He said. "Do you want me to bring you dinner tonight? Or we could go somewhere?"

"We're going for a ride tonight." I told him, grabbing my backpack and following him out the door and down the stairs. "I have something I need to show you. That is, if you think you'll be up for it."

"And at this rate I'm not only going to be up for it, but I'm going to stay up until the next ice age." He said with a laugh as we turned on the second-floor landing.

"Just the way I love it." I said. "That will help set the mood for tonight and tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder with a grin.

"Of course." I said. "I have need of you both tonight, and then tomorrow afternoon. I have an important class in the morning, but after that I have plans for you. After all you can't expect me to wait forever to enjoy your yummy sperm." I giggled.

~

"Are we still going somewhere tonight, Gabriella?" Glenn asked.

He had met me on the sidewalk behind my apartment. I'd just come down from putting my backpack away and taking a quick shower.

"Yes." I told him. "We can go eat and then there's something I want to show you. Something that I think we'll both enjoy."

"Sounds mysterious and exciting." He said. "Are you ready to leave now?"

We had agreed that anywhere in public, unless we had specifically agreed otherwise, we could call each other by our names. I had tried to get him to call me Gabby, but he insisted on addressing me as formally as possible.

I didn't mind. In fact, I really liked it.

"I am." I said. "We're headed about an hour north if you're up for that. Near that big shopping center."

"Don't want to be seen around here with an older man huh?" he teased.

"The hell I don't." I told him. "Let's cruise through campus before we head to the interstate. I want everyone to see my rich benefactor."

"I'd rather show off my Princess." He said. "The one who keeps me in a constant state of arousal."

"That's the state I most prefer." I told him, sticking my tongue out.

He laughed, and we got into his SUV. He pulled out into traffic, and I turned on his satellite radio.

"Oldies." I said. "I like this song."

"The music of my youth and she calls it old." He said. "My dear this may be a long night."

I reached over and put my hand on his cock as he drove, kneading his soft prick through his pants as I felt it begin to stiffen.

"A long and hard night." I giggled.

By the time we got off the interstate I'd had his cock in and out of his zipper a half a dozen times, kissing it, slapping it, tickling it, and just holding it while he drove along with it pulsing in my fingers.

"Where are we going?" he asked. "Or is it so much of a mystery that even the driver can't know?"

"We're going to visit someone that Mistress Isabella recommended to me." I told him. "But first we should eat. You are in charge of that part of the evening."

"In that case, I know just the spot." He said.

He drove past the shopping center, and into a neighborhood of upscale restaurants and fancy boutiques.

He pulled into the parking lot of a small white building, without any signs in the windows.

"Is this a place to eat?" I asked him. "It looks like a private residence."

"Yes, it is Gabriella." He said. "It's expensive, quiet, private, and superb."

"Expensive?" I asked.

I had a little money set aside for dinner tonight, but I wasn't counting on anything expensive.

"Get out of the car and stop worrying." He said. "This part of the evening is on me."

"Okay." I said. "If you're sure."

"That's the least confident I've seen you since that first night you grabbed my cock in Mistress Isabella's living room." He said with a smile.

"That's because I have very little experience with sex, and I want to try it all." I said with a laugh. "I also have very little money, and don't want to end up with even less."

We got out of the car, and I followed him to the front door. He rang the doorbell, and in a moment a man in an expensive suit opened the door and gestured for us to come inside.

"A table for two?" he asked with a formal smile. "Something private for you and your daughter?"

"Yes." Said Glenn. "Something in the back please."

"Gee Daddy," I said, "I didn't know you liked it in the back."

Glenn looked at me with a grin and winked.

"In the back is always best Gabriella." He said. "I'll explain why later."

If the man in the suit heard our exchange or caught the sexual innuendo he didn't let on.

I reached out and took Glenn's hand, and we followed the man in the suit into the back corner of the restaurant.

There were a few other couples eating, each of them a discreet distance from anyone else, and most of them sitting close together on the same side of the table.

The man held a chair out for me, but I shook my head.

"I'll sit next to my father." I told the man. "We have a lot of catching up to do."

"Very well." He said, as Glenn and I got settled.

"We'll each have a salad, and then a dinner plate." Glenn told him. "And sweet tea for me."

"Spring water for me please." I said.

The man moved away silently, and I looked at Glenn.

"Why did he think you were my father?" I asked. "What if that had offended one of us?"

"He knows damn well that we're not related." Glenn said. "It's the restaurants way of assuring those who eat here of their discretion."

"Oh." I said. "He thinks that you and I are having an affair."

"Most likely." Said Glenn. "He wants me to feel comfortable thinking that the restaurant will help keep my secret."

"Little does he realize that your wife not only knows about all the filthy things you do to me, she actually watches most of them and even helps." I said with a grin.

"I don't think that would shock him, Gabriella." He said. "Most people aren't as perverted as you, but in a place like this you probably fit right in."

I looked around the room, wondering if anyone else eating here tonight had the sort of things planned for after dinner that I did. The place looked ordinary outside, but expensive inside.