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The odd but beautiful pleasure she was experiencing out of the pain flowing through her opened up a new world beyond her logic. Candy knew she was young and had her whole life before her but now she relished in the idea of learning so much at her tender age. The endless promises of pleasures by him now seemed close at hand and caused her pussy to moisten as it reacted to her own thoughts.
Jack’s hands loosen up his tight grip of her buttocks but she remained stiff and on her toes; taking in wave after wave of the pleasure from the pain. Then, as the pain slowly but steadily subsided she rested back on her feet although weak kneed and light-headed. The first wave had caused her to shut her eyes but now they were open and it pleased Candy to see her Master watching her; reading her body language as if she was a book laid open before him. She knew he studied her, looking for signs or signals from her that would reveal her mood or level of excitement. She felt more than naked, she was exposed.
Passions’ feelings were changing with each moment and these new things confused her but excited her at the same time.
She wondered, “How someone could know so much about her body, never having used it before? Are we women all the same to him?”
They were now locked into an eye stare with each other; her with her thoughts and him, with his. She stared hard trying to look beyond his eyes to his soul but only saw the blue sparkled of them looking back. She felt helpless to him, as if he was walking around in her mind moving effortlessly; finding all her secrets and desires hidden by today’s social standards. The barriers that hid her forbidden pleasures falling effortlessly to his probing eyes; leaving her mind naked and as venerable as her body was standing before him.
Candy felt utterly calm and more at ease standing there then she ever experienced with anyone. No one, not even her parents, had ever gained the trust she now gave willingly to him. How easily he had pulled trust out of her surprised and delighted her. Candy knew now what people meant when they referred to each other as, soul mates. She lovingly smiled back at him savoring that moment of clarity that now overcame her.
Candy only hoped her Master was pleased with his new slave and would hold on to her forever; for she now fully submitted to his touch, his voice, his instructions and more important to her, his will. Passion had decided she, not any of his other girls, would be the best slave he ever trained or own; she would make sure of it.
“Passion it’s time for you to get me ready.” His voice calm but direct.
His words brought her back to reality and she struggled to recall what he just said and then did. It was time to undress her Master and reveal his manhood. The shyness of looking at a man’s dick seemed to melt away as she now was anxious to see his cock in its hardness. No more thoughts of age or size mattered to her any longer; no, she just wanted to hold his manhood, to caress it, to worship it like no other ever had. It would be gold to her and Candy was going to treat it for what it now meant to her, a precious joy giver.
Passion never expected a body of a young football player or the fitness of a runner and when she had giggled alone with her thoughts of viewing a man in his fifties; that silly feeling now made her sad and guilty for even having them. But now was her chance to make it up to her Master. For she wanted nothing more than to prove her worthiness; to feel him in her mouth moving down her throat, to feel him in her ass as she squeezed tight around it to give him more pleasure. Her mind moving ahead almost feeling the pounding he was going to do to her pussy; knowing the soreness she would endure was a willing testament to her submission to him. She was going to be used as a sex toy, a slut for him and his pleasures and she loved the idea and wanted it, needed it now more than ever.
Passion moved closer to him reaching out and started pulling his shirt up over his head. After laying his shirt on the arm of the chair she laid her hands on his chest, feeling the hair between her fingers. She instantly loved it and she teased him by lightly pulling the hair, moving her fingers to his tiny nipples rock hard by her touch. Candy lovingly circled them and as if by instinct put her mouth to one of them. Jack let her kiss them and played with them with her tongue. He watched her getting lost in discovering the pleasure of suckling; knowing in the future he would require her to experiment and enjoy much larger ones.
She moved from one nipple to another as if she couldn’t get enough of them until he whispered to her, “Very nice Passion, very nice indeed.”
“Thank you Master.” She uttered and smiled at his words while looking into his eyes.
Now her hands moved down to his belt and pulled on it until it opened. Her heart was beating fast; she didn’t know why, it wasn’t her first time removing a man’s pants but it was the first time for her Master. This time was different and she knew it; this time, one of many to come, was an often run through scenario coming true. Since the first time he had told her what her duties to him would be, she had replayed his words over and over in her mind adding of course, her own visual imagines. And long weeks had past and the moment of truth was at hand.
Candy watched her hands reach for his belt and as if watching a movie, she watched as the belt was pulled loose and then her fingers gently undoing the button. All that was left was to grab the zipper and pull down which she did automatically. Her eyes followed the descent of his pants to his knees and then she went to her knees and removed each leg as her Master lifted his leg.
There she was on her knees, his pants off and her face directly in front of his boxers. At first she avoided looking into the opening that his hard cock created by pushing against the fabric but now curiosity got the best of her and she peered into the gap. She could see hair and the upper part of his sack but nothing else. Without delay she reached for his hips putting her index fingers behind the elastic band and the slight movement of his boxers released his cock through the opening. The sudden sprung cock surprised her, giving her a start but now she was eye ball to his manhood staring at her. Precum seeping from his cock looked thick and so tasty to her. She had to fight the urge to just put her tongue out to capture his love juice before it dripped onto the carpet.
Candy waited hesitantly not knowing if he wanted his cock sucked or to continue with the task at hand. Waiting allowed her to notice the thick vein pumping blood into his cock, keeping it rock hard even as it dipped up and down with his heartbeat. It fascinated her to see a cock up so close in room light; she really never had the time to look at a cock at any length as a hand always seem to find the back of her head and force her to take a dick into her mouth. But her Master wasn’t forcing her to take him; he seemed to know her curiosity and allowed her to look all she wanted.
Passion was quite pleased to see her Masters’ cock was neither so huge to hurt her and not so small for her to want more. Her delight showed in her face as she now looked up at her Master.
“Go ahead and remove my shorts, it’s not going anywhere you won’t know where it is.”
Passion slowly pulled down his boxers forcing them over the rock hard cock. When the waistband finally let his cock loose, it bounced up and down mere inches from her face, the precum that was visible before being wiped off by the fabric.
It made her giggle as his dick bobbed about but not without her tongue wetting her lips anxiously waiting to take him deep into her throat. Candy was almost sure she could go to the base but not positive. It didn’t matter to her anyway as she knew she would force him as far as he could go.
Still kneeling before him hardly taking her eyes off his manhood she asked, “Master? May I?”
“May you what?” he asked back knowing full well her intentions but now demanding her to speak the words.
“Master… do I have permission to taste you?”
“Yes you may,” he said.
Her gaze fixed on the head of his dick. She could see a slight amount of precum again trying to drip out. It fascinated her to see the white fluid slowly work out of his tiny piss hole. She reached up and gently wrapped her hand around his shaft and squeezed forcing the precum to exit in a bubble. Gravity now took hold of it as the fluid started to drip onto the carpet.
“Don’t waste it my dear, don’t ever let a drop of me touch anything but your lips.”
With his words she quickly moved and captured the white fluid just before it lost its fight with nature on the tip of her tongue. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth she ran his precum over the roof of her mouth so to enjoy the full favor of it.
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