DS Day 8 - Train Sam

First you have to see if Sam wants to train, but that's easy. You just sit on your bed in the cabin and watch. It's a free afternoon, so the other girls are out of there so fast that in only minutes it's just you... and Sam. She's staying behind.

"Do you want some company?" she asks you.

"Sure," you say and pat the bed beside you. She sits down, a little shyly, but not as shy as before. It's good that she's feeling comfortable.

It's time to learn a little more about Sam. She sits next to you, smelling like fancy perfume. It's nice to have a moment of quiet, alone in the cabin. But you can't savor the peacefulness... you have dominating to do.

"Can we talk?" you ask her.

"OK," she says, looking eager.

You pat your thigh and match her quietly horny look. Sam blushes a little and moves to sit in your lap. This is nice. You wrap your arms around her, and she obviously likes being held. Her hair smells like shampoo.

"You're horny all the time, aren't you?" you ask her.

"With these girls around, who wouldn't be?" she replies playfully, giving her hips a little wiggle. You are definitely weak to having a cute girl's firm ass in your lap, so you have to do something. You can't let her be in charge.

Now you let her see the small vibe in your hand.

"Oh," she says, sounding pleased. "It's that kind of talk."

"It can be if you answer me."

"An interrogation?" She grins over her shoulder at you and wiggles again. "A sexy interrogation? My favorite kind."

"It's not an interrogation," you say. "You want to tell me."

"Ohhh..." she says, intrigued.

"Tell me about your fantasies," you say.

"I fantasize about my cool captain sweeping me off my feet," she says, and she's kind of joking because she's nervous.

"What does she do to you?" you ask.

"She..." Sam begins, but doesn't go on. It's a hard question, and if she is thinking about it, it means she wants to answer honestly.

Turn on the vibe and move it between her legs. It won't feel as good over her shorts and underwear as it would underneath it, but you're just talking.

"Mmm..." she says, squirming happily.

"What does she do to you?" you ask. "Something like this?"

"I like this," she purrs, squeezing her thighs together. You turn the vibe off.

Of course she likes this... anyone would like this, snuggled with someone they like with a vibe. But it's not what Sam thinks about when she touches herself.

"This is hard," she complains.

No... what is hard is not getting hard right now.

She knows what her fantasies are, but can't say them.

"Are you embarrassed? Or you don't know how to say it?" you ask.

"Both," she admits.

Sam is not shy... she is bold, in her weirdly proper way. Well, she's not comfortable enough with you for this.

"You aren't ready to tell me," you say.

"Maybe not," she admits, sounding apologetic.

"Then what are you ready for?"

"Ready for you to finish what you started," she says.