Being a Pasty Chef Sherry was up and away early. I had told Tina to be ready by 8:00. I was technically on vacation so I saw no reason to get going too early. When I heard the shower running downstairs I knew Tina was up. I snoozed for another 30 minutes and then I got up and hit the shower myself. After I got dressed and went out to the living room I found Tina there in a short robe, which is all I left her to wear. As soon as I entered the room she assumed the position, even though I didn't tell her too. Probably trying to curry favor in a effort to avoid or reduce her punishment.
I told her to stand up and follow me. I led her downstairs and into the training room. This room has been outfitted by my wife and I for sexual games, including light BSDM. We had a swing, a raised padded bench, rings on the wall and ceiling for attaching cuffs and shackles, and a bed. In the closet were pillows, pads, various restraints, a couple of harnesses, a couple of whips, personal lubricant, and a number of vibrators.
"This is the training room," I informed Tina.
She seemed a little amused by what she saw until I opened the closet. Then her eyes got big as she realized the true nature of her situation. I removed her robe and pulled pair of padded handcuffs out of the closet. I placed them onto her wrists and then used a snap ring to connect the chain to a ring in the ceiling. She looked scared standing there nude with her hands held above her head.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," I reassured her. "Punishment does not have to equal pain."
Her fear seemed to recede a little.
"You are being punished for coming without permission. It's obvious to me that you don't know how to control your orgasms. So I'll use this punishment as a training session as well."
I moved behind her and reached around to cup her breasts. I whispered in her ear, "You may not believe it now," I rolled her nipples between my fingers, "but you may find out that pleasure can be just as much a punishment as pain."
I kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobes as I continued playing with her breasts. After a few minutes I moved around in front if her and kissed my way down to her nipples. Sucking on first one, and then the other I slid my hand down her stomach until my finger was sliding over her smooth naked pussy. I slipped a finger inside and then quickly withdrew it. I slowly rubbed the channel from her entrance to her clit, just briefly touching each before reversing direction.
Tina's breathing was getting faster and faster. I could feel her legs start to quiver. She was getting too close to coming, so I stopped what I was doing and stepped back. She let out a small moan of frustration.
"I have not given you permission to cum yet, bitch," I said sternly. "You must learn to control your orgasms if you are going to be my slave."
"I'm trying master," she whimpered.
"You'll need to do better," I countered. "Let's try again."
I went to the closet and took out the big Panasonic vibrator. Mister dependable, we called it, because it was still working after years of heavy use. Several lesser units had failed during that same time period. I turned it on and applied the working end to Tina's distended nipples. She liked that, especially when I pressed her hard nips against the vibrator with my finger.
Next I moved it down to her pussy. This would be the real test. How long could she hold back against that? Not long, as it turns out. After a minute or so she was rolling her hips and trying to press her clit against the buzzing vibrator harder. She was closer to her orgasm now, but I wasn't ready to let her have it yet. I pulled the vibrator away and administered a sharp slap to her shapely ass.
"Ouch!"
That had the effect I wanted; it shut down her orgasm. It would have had the opposite effect on some women, but I knew Tina didn't like pain, not at the level. It was a calculated risk, but it worked.
"I told you that you may not cum until I give you permission," I chastised her. "What is so difficult to understand about that?"
"I'm sorry Sir," she whispered.
I sighed theatrically. "Maybe you are just a hornier slut that I thought. We'll have to keep working on it I guess."
I started working her over with the vibrator again, but this time I didn't leave it in any one place too long. She did better this time, holding out much longer than the previous two attempts. But I still had to stop Tina from coming. She could barely hold herself up now, her legs were shaking so bad. Most of her weight was on eye bolt in the ceiling. I wasn't worried about that; it was screwed directly into the heavy floor joist, rather I was concerned about her wrists and arms. So I put one arm around her to hold her up and used the other to reach up and release the clip holding the handcuffs to the eye bolt.
Tina's arms came down around my neck and I helped her to the bed. I put her arms down by her sides to give them a little break, but I still snapped the cuffs to the side rail of the bed. Then I got another pair of cuffs and did the same to the other arm. As Tina cooled down a bit I got a cock shaped dildo out of the closet. As I stood over my new slave I applied some lube to the fake cock. Tina watched intently. I teased her by pumping it in my hand suggestively.
I moved to the foot of the bed and gently spread her legs apart and pushed her feet up. This left Tina's pussy wide open. It was wet and swollen and I couldn't resist giving it a few licks. That made Tina moan, but I had other plans and forced myself to stop. Damn she tasted good though!
I slowly pushed the dildo into her drooling twat. When it was completely buried I paused to let her enjoy the feeling of being full. Then I pulled it back out slowly, followed by several more cycles. At that point I wanted to leave the dildo pushed in to the hilt while I did other things, but women have a way of pushing things out when they got excited. To solve that problem I had created a little harness that snapped around the thighs and held the dildo in place. With that taken care of my hands were free to use the vibrator again. I started with her tits and worked my way down.
When she came close to coming I stopped stimulating her with the vibrator and even pulled the dildo out. I gave her a little time to cool down and then I started again. This time I let her get even closer to orgasm, but once I again I denied her the release.
"Please let me cum, Master," Tina pleaded.
"Have you learned your lesson yet?"
"I'll do better next time, Sir, I promise."
"All right, let's just put that to the test," I replied.
I removed the cuffs and had Tina kneel at my feet. I pushed my pants down and told her to suck my cock while she played with her pussy.
"But don't cum until after I do," I warned her.
She attacked my cock like a starving woman. Her technique was very good, Mark obviously gave her lots of practice. But more than that, I got the impression that she really enjoyed sucking cock. Tina looked so slutty with her head bobbing up and down on my manhood while she held my balls with one hand and frigged her pussy with the other. I was tempted to throw her onto the bed and fuck her delicious cunt, but I wanted to save that experience for later. I held off for quite a while, but eventually I felt that familiar stirring in my balls. Then my cock swelled in her mouth and I moaned as I blasted my cum into her mouth. Tina swallowed it all down like a good little slave, her hand on her pussy now working furiously. She was still milking the last drops of semen out of me when her own orgasm hit her like a freight train. The look of ecstasy on her face was intoxicating and something I wanted to see again.