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Tawnya's Training, Chapter 2

Date: 12/2/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

with my Master won out over the nervousness. Ultimately, the door did open and standing there in front of me was the man that had caused a week's worth of butterflies and more than one filthy masturbatory fantasy. "Welcome to my home," he said, as he offered me his hand. I took his hand and he pulled me inside, shutting the door behind me. Pushing me back against the door, he leaned forward and kissed me deep and passionately. At first I was surprised by his sudden display of affection, up to this point he had shown sexual interest but not emotion. As he kissed me though I felt myself melt into him, my knees getting weak and I put my arms around his neck for fear of falling. "Oh, Master!" I gasped, as our kiss broke. He took a step back and looked at me, surveying my outfit and looks. I stood there under his scrutiny, waiting for his reaction. He smiled a naughty little smirk and I began to relax. Before I could react, his hand shot up and grabbed me by the throat, pushing me back against the wall. Instinctively I reached up to grab his hands, but he was expecting it and brushed my hands away, then slapped me hard across the face. "Keep those hands down!" he barked, and I lowered my hands immediately. I stood there on tiptoe with his hand gripping my throat looking at him with wide eyes. "Are you ready to play, whore?" he asked. I nodded as best I could. "Good," he said, then he released my neck and leaned forward again, kissing my neck, then moving down to my shoulder and ... then working around to kiss his way down my chest to my tube top. His kisses left a hot burning trail of desire and the closer he got to my tits the louder and more impassioned my moans got. Taking a small step back, he let me pant for a moment as he hefted and massaged my tits through my top. I felt him hold my tits then squeeze them as his fingers curled into the fabric of my top and then into my meaty tits. My hands moved back against the wall, palms flat and fingernails raking the wall as he lit the fire in my cunt. "Well as delightfully slutty and trashy as you look, whore, these clothes are covering up what you are her to give up. Shall we remove them, then?" he asked as he hooked a finger over my tube top and between my tits. I moaned as I felt the digit in my cleavage and he pulled the top down until my nipples poked out of the top. "There we go, peek a boob!" he said, chuckling. He pulled the top down the rest of the way, freeing my huge 40DDD tits completely. He then reached up and grabbed my nipples hard, lifting them high and stretching them upwards. "Come with me," he said, and he proceeded to haul me across the room by my nipples. "Ohhh fuckkk," I cried. He walked briskly, made me struggle to keep up and keeping a steady pressure on my tits and nipples. He walked through the foyer and down the short hallway to the living room. He walked the long way around the large couch and across the living room, guiding me around with a vice-like grip on my nipples, pulling me ...