Training Nova Ch 06

Nova had never wanted to cum more in her life. All of this literal and mental edging had her wetter than she'd ever remembered being. Her clit throbbed, screaming for more.

She'd cum but she felt so close to another orgasm.

She tried to relax and calm her ragged breathing. She could feel her Master's cum slowly dripping down her face and reached up to wipe it away.

"No no, pet. Leave it to dry."

"Yes, Sir." She lowered her hand. Knowing she couldn't remove it seemed to make her even more aware of the cooling jizz on her face. He must have left an arc across her forward and cheek. It felt like she was covered.

She watched him put away his softening cock. He was still fully dressed and standing over her.

He picked up her phone and pointed it at her, "Smile, pet."

She didn't want pictures but didn't want to disobey...she tried her best to smile and her phone flashed.

He tapped a couple of times on the screen then showed it to her. He'd set the closeup picture of her cum-covered, smiling face as her lock screen.

"A little souvenir for you pet."

"Thank you, Sir." Her stomach knotted. She wondered if he'd allow her to change it later or would she have to keep her phone hidden? The thought of how humiliating that would be made her pussy pulse. She would never have imagined the thought of her friends seeing her like this would...

He stepped across the living room to her armchair and patted the arm rest.

Nova started to stand.

He just shook her head and she knew.

She blushed and got on all fours, keeping her ass high as he'd instructed her. She crawled over to him and looked up at him when she was near.

"Stand, pet, and lean over the arm so I can get you ready for the next activity."

He told her to spread her ass cheeks for him and left her exposed as he went back to where he'd left the duffel bag.

She heard him rustling in the bag and had to fight the urge to look back. She wanted to show him she trusted him and wanted him to see her obey without question.

His footsteps were soft on the carpet as he walked to her from behind. She sensed him close by. His stillness made her mind race. She imagined him staring at her exposed ass and pussy. Time seemed to crawl. How long would he wait?

In reality, it was just a few seconds pause before he began teasing her anus with his fingertip. It was cool and slippery from the lube, letting it glide smoothly over the ridged surface of her rear opening. His finger slid in a gentle circle before easing slowly into her ass.

The sudden intrusion stunned her. She involuntarily tried to fight him before she tried to relax. He kept up firm pressure until his finger slid deep into her to the second knuckle.

He let her muscles slowly push him out. Then she felt the tip of what she guessed was a butt plug. Like his finger, he pressed it firmly against her. She felt her anus open for it, the bulb sliding inside her, held in place by her anus closing over the stem.

She gasped as it entered. The sudden fullness both nice and alien.

He tapped the end of it as he said she was a good girl. His gentle thumping sending ripples along the shaft of the plug, reverberating inside her.

"Put your hands down."

Suddenly and without warning she felt a hard slap on her left ass cheek.

She cried out at the hard sting.

"Count."

"One, Sir."

Smack. "Two." Whack. "Three..."

He kept spanking her using his open hand. Each spank hitting her in a different spot, quickly turning both of her cheeks a gently burning red mix of vaguely hand shaped marks.

He also changed the tempo snd strength so she couldn't predict where the next slap would land.

"Twenty four..." Smack.

"Good girl."

She paused trying to calm herself. Her heart was racing. She was so turned on by everything. So wet. He made her feel so exposed. So controlled. He did what he wanted and made her give it to him. She just wanted more--to be made to do more of what she craved.

"Hold still."

He moved to the side of her and clipped a chain to her collar, holding the end of the leash in his hand.

"Now, pet. I want you to crawl upstairs to your bed. Keep your ass high in the air or I'll correct you with this."

He flipped a short whip through the air, the thin strips of leather making a swish noise.

Nova guessed it would hurt--far more than his hand had.

"Yes, Sir."

She stood upright, then quickly kneeled onto all fours, then quickly adjusted to press her butt up as he'd instructed. She felt her cheeks redden. Being like this made her feel like an animal. She really was his pet now.

He took a step and began walking towards the stairs at a slow pace. Nova crawled behind him, thankful he wasn't going faster. It was awkward, but she was able to keep up. Her position meant she was constantly aware of the plug in her ass. Each step made her shift enough to remind her of its fullness inside her.

Will walked behind her, letting Nova set the pace. He dangled the whip above her, letting the strands of leather brush against her bare ass from time to time. It was a silent menace, reminding her it was in his hand ready to strike. It made her shudder inwardly. Her pussy throbbed. She tried to remember if she'd ever craved an orgasm this badly.

She went a bit faster, crossing the room and arriving at the foot of the stairs. Going upstairs on all fours was awkward--she had to raise up off her knees and kind of crouch as she climbed the staircase.

He let her get up a few steps, then gave her a soft slap with the whip. She jumped from the slap of the leather against her butt from surprise.

She crawled a bit faster and made it to the top of the stairs and down the hall into her bedroom.

"Good girl. Up on the bed."

Will tapped the bed with his palm, encouraging her like he would a dog.

She awkwardly climbed onto the king sized bed, sitting up waiting for the next instruction.

She looked at him, their eye contact feeling electric and making her even more excited. He was carrying the duffel bag and was still dressed.

He unhooked the leash from her collar and set it on the nightstand.

Her bedroom was perfect for what he did next. The bed had decorative wrought iron at both ends with an oversized headboard. Nova had lots of pillows on the bed and nightstands on either side. There was lots of room around the bed and she had a makeup table with a mirror off to one side and a freestanding full length mirror in the corner near her closet.

He had Nova lay down on the bed and quickly bound her wrists to the headboard using heavy black leather cuffs from the duffel bag.

"Now, pet. I'm going to give you a LOT of orgasms. Whenever you hit a wall and need a break, raise 2 fingers in a peace sign. Ok?"

She looked nervous, but nodded, "Yes, Sir."

"Good girl. Now open." She opened her mouth and he placed the ball gag inside it, cinching it firmly in place behind her head.

Then he slipped a mask over her eyes, blocking out her view of the world. It was more than a mask. It covered her ears as well with what had looked like headphones.

Nova felt him spread her legs and attached what she guessed were ankle cuffs. He locked them to something which held them wide open. A spreader bar maybe?

He then slid a pillow under her back to make her more easily accessible to him. She was now as truly as exposed as she felt.

The headphones began playing a soundtrack that so like water dripping in a cave. Just a slow drip drip drip into a puddle or something.

His fingers were suddenly on her. She almost jumped from the sudden intimate touch as his fingers grazed the lips of her pussy. She was so turned on from all the expectation building that it seemed to make her instantly more wet and craving attention.

She moaned slightly through the gag.

He slid a finger slowly into her wetness, bending it slightly as it went in to tease the walls of her pussy. He made three long, slow strokes into her, adding a finger each time. Three fingers felt amazing. She wanted him to make her cum with them.

Instead, he withdrew them making her cry softly at him stopping. But, he didn't leave her empty long. She felt him slide something inside her--some kind of toy from the feel of it.

The soundtrack changed. It sounded like a woman getting lashed in an echoey room. A quick swish of leather on skin followed by a reaction that seemed to be a mix of pleasure and pain. Cries and grunts that felt underpinned with lust.

Next came another belt around her waist. He buckled it on, then spread her labia and resting something on her clit. She squirmed a bit to see if she could rub herself against it but couldn't gain any traction. She cried out softly in frustration.

The toy in her pussy began to expand. Slowly and in cycles, it blew up inside her until she felt very full, that toy brushing against the butt plug across her inner wall. It stopped growing and stayed large, then began to vibrate. It felt amazing, but only really teased her with its shockwaves, sending gentle waves of pleasure through her.

The soundtrack changed again. It became the sounds of fucking. A couple sounded like they were making love very energetically with lots of grunting and moaning from both of them.

Without warning, the thing on her clit sprang to life. It was a powerful vibrator set to an irregular series of pulses. Kind of a fast, fast burst followed by a longer, slower burst of vibrations.

She shifted, helping it to hit her clit full on. After all the build up, the amazing feeling of fullness mixed with ripples crisscrossing her brought her quickly to her first orgasm. She arched her back and tried to savour all of it as the wave of pleasure seemed to wash over her body.

Her orgasm had just started to subside when everything changed. The toy inside her switched to a pulse pattern while the wand on her clit shifted to a gentler fast / slow / fast / slow rhythm. The two toys felt like they were fighting for her attention.

The couple in her ears seemed to cum just after her. A new couple seemed to be fucking now like some kind of sexual relay.

Nova always found that the first few orgasms she had took a bit of time. But, then she'd hit kind of a flow--a window where multiple orgasms could happen.

Just now, she hit that window.

The next orgasm was intense, washing across her whole body, making her tense everything making her even clench her toes as she came.

Her nipples were suddenly both hit with sharp pain--he must have put in clamps or something? The extra stimulation pushed he on to a quick succession of orgasms.

Her brain was fogged with pleasure.

Then he began rapidly changing settings on the vibes. Each time she started to adjust it changed again and again, seemingly kicking off another orgasm.

She felt exhausted and overwhelmed. Nova raised her two fingers and immediately everything stopped.

The room was instantly quiet and her body now almost missed the constant overload.