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The Discipline Correspondance School

Copyright© 2007 by niteowluk99

Chapter 5: Saturday

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5: Saturday - A Sub woman finds the ideal learning establishment on line.

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   BDSM   DomSub   Spanking   Humiliation   Anal Sex   Sex Toys   Exhibitionism  

I woke next morning, around 4.30am, with my usual morning glory (hard on), as I turned to slide out of bed, Tammy stirred. She looked up at me and smiled. "Morning Master, what do you have planned for your cum slut today" she asked.

"You have to clean the carpet in the living room!" I reminded her.

"Oh yes master, I forgot!" she replied.

Her eyes then roamed down to my erect penis, they widen and her smile became a grin. "Oh master, you want me to take care of that for you?" she asked.

"I need a piss before anything else!" I replied.

"OH may I help you with that, master! I could hold it for you or you could use me as your toilet, if you prefer?" she continued.

We walked down stairs to my wet room, Tammy's hand wrapped firmly around my cock as though she was scared it may get away from her. I sat her in the shower chair and told her "Open your legs, and then spread your cunt lips with your fingertips!"

I then began to pee, first a small dribble and then a stream of golden yellow coloured piss, aiming at her clit. I took my cock in hand and directed the flow up towards her tits, when suddenly she shot forward and collected a mouthful of my piss in her mouth. Looking me straight in the eye she swallowed and said "Now forever part of you will be inside me!"

I smiled at her, finished pissing over her body and then took a shower together. After the shower she donned her teddy nightie and set about shampooing the carpet where last night her cunt juice had landed. It was an erotic sight to see her shampooing the carpet with her cunt and butt of full display, the teddy only came down to just above the cheeks of her arse. I gave her arse a playful slap and she turned to me and said "Master, I will give you six months to stop that!" she was laughing.

I went off to the kitchen and prepared a full English breakfast for the two of us. As we ate, we talked not as master and Slave but as equals. This was another thing I prided myself on, that away from playtimes I treat my slaves as equal and give them the chance to express freely their opinions and desires.

I learnt that she had a thing about Her toilet duties, On her own would only allow herself to go three times a day and she explained the exquisite torture she felt from a full bladder waiting for the allotted time before going to relieve this. I asked her how she felt about her toilet needs being watched and the control being passed to her master! She replied honestly that she did not know how she would feel as it had never happened to her.

"When you begin to feel the need to go? Tell me!" I informed her.

"Yes Master, I already need to go for a shit but my time is still an hour away!" she answered.

Breakfast over, I asked her to wash the pots while I went upstairs. I opened her bag to check the toys and stuff she had brought with her. I immediately spotted an Indian club, like the ones used for juggling, an odd shaped scent bottle and the usual array of vibrators. Curiously though there was a, what can only be described as, plastic test tube about 4 inches across and about 15 inches long with a rubber stopper. I really was perplexed as to what use she would put this to.

I heard her call me for downstairs, "Ray, there is someone at the door!"

As I turned to make my way downstairs, I heard Tammy shriek. I rushed downstairs to see my son Graham, standing in the hallway. "She shot into the Shower room!" he said smiling

I apologised to him saying "I was not expecting you round today, I thought you would be working!"

He laughed as he said "That's Obvious, Dad!" "I only came to pick something up, that I need!" she smiled broadened as he continued. "Sorry to spoil any of your fun!"

"Ok, No problems, Graham!" I replied. He picked up what he came for and left.

A rather embarrassed Tammy emerged from the bathroom; I apologized and told her I was not expecting him to come round, no harm done. She asked who it was and how come he had a key. I explained that he was my son and as such had kept his key when he went to live with his girlfriend.

She calmed down a little as she explained; He could not have failed to miss the state of my attire. I had almost frozen to the spot before I dashed off to the Bathroom. She also admitted in a perverted way she felt extra horny knowing my son had seen the cunt of the woman his dad was fucking.

I admonished as being the slut that she is; flashing her cunt to her Master's son and for that she would have to be punished! I then told her to go upstairs and bend over the chair in the bed room, where she would wait my pleasure.

I returned upstairs and taking her bag, walked in to the bedroom, I asked about the Indian club, she admitted using the neck on her cunt and a couple of times her arse, she even admitted trying to get the wider base into her cunt and had managed to get it half way in. The base was 5 inches across and at its widest point was nearer 9 inches.

I asked "How far did you get the wide end up your cunt?" she pointed to a point that was 3 inches from the bottom of the club, a point where the width seemed to be six or seven inches. I then picked out the test tube and asked what she used this for being 4 inches wide and 15 inches long.

"Master, may I be allowed to show you?" she asked. I nodded and she immediately stood up took the test tube from me and disappeared downstairs. I heard the food processor whirring and soon Tammy reappeared with the Test Tube packed with crushed ice. She sat on the edge of the bed as she rolled the test tube, over her nipples across her stomach before slipping it into her cunt. For the next 15 minutes she fucked herself to two orgasms before removing the test tube licking the outside clean. She then popped the rubber bung and tipped the melted ice on to her breasts. She then used the open end on her cunt catching some of her cunt juices in the tube before allowing this clear liquid to drip into her open mouth.

I then stopped her actions and made her lie across the chair where I administered 12 slams with the ping pong bat until her arse cheeks glowed a rosy shade of pink.

"Stand up, slut" I demanded "now lie on the bed with your legs opened towards me" I informed her. I then began to insert three fingers into her cunt and after a few minutes of thrusting added a fourth, before finally adding my thumb. Soon I had my whole hand up her cunt and forming it into a fist I began fist fucking her. She let out a loud moan as she then sprayed her cunt juices high in the air as though she was laid on her back pissing. The bed sheets were soaked by the time she had stopped spraying.

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