Discipline and pleasure

Opera picked out a resort planet that was about a week away. She said it was like Hyda IV but way less touristy thanks to Hyda IV’s prominence. Claude wasn’t familiar with either so he had no basis to judge the veracity of her claim. His mind was more focused on Precis. After they’d jumped to warp, the crew settled in to have dinner. Throughout the dinner, Claude noted Precis kept sneaking glances at Rena and then frowning. Celine must have noticed something was up because she tried to engage Precis in conversation, but the younger girl excused herself and left. Claude avoided letting anyone notice his concern, but he realized that Precis was clearly suspecting something between him and Rena and that he’d need to confront her about it. Rather than feel nervous about the confrontation, he felt strangely calm and prepared to set Precis straight.

As soon as dinner was over, he excused himself and headed towards their room. Thoughts about dealing with Precis quickly fled his brain as he stepped into the room and his foot connected with a wrench, or spanner, or some sort of tool that was lying on the ground. Pain and frustration pushed out concerns about jealousy. The room was still a total mess. Claude glared around the room and spotted Precis shoving something into her pack before she tossed the whole thing off her bed.

“I thought I told you to clean this room up.” He suppressed an urge to stomp over to her and instead calmly picked his way through the mess until he was standing at her bed looking down.

Precis pulled her legs up against her chest and hugged them, glaring at him over her knees. “What did you and Rena do this morning?”

Having expected her jealousy, Claude was ready to answer her. He sat down on the bed next to her and looked her straight in her eyes. “We fooled around in the medbay. She came twice. I only came once.”

Claude couldn’t see Precis’s mouth, but he was pretty sure it had fallen open in surprise. Her eyes had certainly widened. “So…so that’s it.” She obviously hadn’t expected him to be truthful with her. “You had your fun with me and now you’re moving on to someone better?”

Claude didn’t lunge, but he quickly grabbed Precis and dragged her onto his lap. She gasped in surprise at the sudden movement and the fierce stare Claude was giving her. “Two things. First, don’t belittle yourself by saying others are better than you. Second, who said I was done with you?”

Precis was even more shocked than she’d been a minute ago. “But…if you fooled around with Rena…” She tried to hang onto her anger. “What, you think you’re like some big stud who can have us both?”

Claude kept his face serious. “Yes.” Again he moved suddenly, grabbing her and spinning her around so her back was to him while he quickly slipped one hand into her tights. While she hadn’t cleaned the room, she was obeying his instructions not to wear panties. His finger easily slid down to her clit and teased it while his other hand slid up under her tube top to pinch her nipple. “Yesterday you admitted you were MY slut. That hasn’t changed.”

Precis squirmed with confusion and pleasure. She wanted to be mad at Claude, but his manhandling of her was leaving her body all tingly. “But…Rena…” She moaned as he nibbled on her neck. “You can’t…it’s not…” Her body was betraying her words as she let out a long moan.

“Why can’t I have both of you?” Claude’s voice was husky in Precis’s ear as he continued to tease her body. “Do you want me to leave you alone?”

“…no…” Precis bit her lip and closed her eyes. Her anger was gone, and only a little confusion remained. Everything else was a building pleasure from Claude’s touch. “I just…I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t.” Claude slowed his teasing of her body. He could tell that Precis was getting close and he wasn’t ready to give her a release just yet. “I told you. You’re MY slut and I will take care of you.”

“Please.” Precis moaned and rocked her hips, trying to get Claude to bring her over the edge.

“Please what?” Claude smirked. He could tell she was hooked.

“Please let me cum, Sir.” Precis’s voice was **** with need.

Claude slowly pulled his hands out of her clothes. “Not just yet.”

Precis whined. “But you said you’d…”

Claude shushed her. “You still need to learn how to behave Precis. I can’t have my sluts getting all jealous of each other.” He looked around the room. “And I can’t have them ignoring their instructions either.”

“But…” Precis shrunk back from the size of the task before her. “This’ll take forever.” She ground her ass back into Claude, feeling his harden cock. “Don’t you want to play with me now?”

Claude knew he had to keep Precis focused on pleasure if he was going to eradicate her jealousy, but he had to make sure he maintained some order. “Hmm…” He considered how he could accomplish both and his eyes fell on the pack she’d tossed as he entered the room. It was partially open and it almost looked like there was a dildo peeking out of it. “What do we have here?” He stood up, dumping Precis onto the bed. When she saw he was reaching for her pack, she lunged for it to try and stop him.

“Freeze!” Claude’s hand smacked into Precis’s ass. She hissed in pain but froze, her arm outstretched towards the bag. As he reached for it, Claude kept an eye on Precis. She was blushing with embarrassment but had obeyed his command and remained frozen. Claude slowly picked up the pack and opened it fully. Sure enough, there was a bright pink, crystal phallus sitting on top. The base even had a smaller protrusion that arched out and up a little that he suspected would brush up against her clitoris if he fully inserting the dildo into her pussy. Raising his eyebrow questioningly, he looked up from the sex toy.

Precis licked her lips nervously. “I…uh…found them in…ah…Alluriel’s lab/sanctuary/whatever.”

“THEM?” Claude reached back in the pack and pulled the dildo out. Underneath it was a much smaller crystalline object, bulbous at one end, it tapered narrowly before it flared out again. He looked back up at Precis and couldn’t help but grin mischievously at her. “You can move. Do you know what these are?” He pulled them both out and dropped the pack so that he could hold one in each hand.

Precis shifted until she was sitting on her calves. Her eyes darted everywhere as she continued to blush. “The bigger one kinda looks like your cock which is what got me thinking…er intrigued by it. I’m not sure what the smaller one is. I just…thought it was interesting.”

Claude’s grin went from mischievous to predatory as he formed a plan to both please and discipline Precis. “Do you want me to show you how they work?”

Precis’s blush quickly faded as a grin spread across her own face. “What do you want me to do?”

Claude directed Precis to strip and kneel on her bed, facing her headboard. She seemed disappointed that he didn’t also remove his clothes, but she complied. Claude kicked off his shoes as he got onto the bed behind her. Taking her wrists and pulling them behind her back, he pulled one of Rena’s stockings out of his pocket and used it to bind her arms together. With her arms secure and unable to be used, he playfully pushed her so that she fell on her face with her ass still up in the air. Precis turned her head so that her cheek was pressed into the pillow beneath her and watched as Claude waved the long crystal cock in front of her.

“This is called a dildo.” Claude instructed. “As you guessed, it’s a fake cock.”

He got behind Precis and rubbed the tip of it against the folds of her pussy. She was still keyed up from his earlier teasing and it easily penetrated her as he pushed it in. Precis moaned as he slowly pushed the entire length of it into her until he was **** to stop as the clit wand pressed into her folds and up against her love button.

“Claude!” Precis panted. “It…it feels like something is rolling up and down the length of it. It’s…it’s like it’s fucking me without moving.”

Intrigued, Claude pulled it back out and looked at it. The pink crystalline shaft glimmered with Precis’s arousal, but he also noted that there was a slightly darker ring of pink that was, in fact, rolling up and down the shaft. He placed his finger on the shaft and felt the ring ripple under it, giving him a slight warm tingle. “Interesting. Must be enchanted.”

“They don’t nOOOORmally do that?” Precis squealed as Claude pushed it back into her. Her hands flexed in their bindings. It didn’t feel quite as good as when Claude had pounded her into oblivion, but it was definitely doing wonders for her.

Claude peeked between her legs and saw that the clit wand also had a slight glimmer to it as whatever magic it held applied pressure and pleasure to her clit. He looked up at Precis’s face and saw that she was struggling to hold in her delight. “You’re not allowed to cum yet.”

“I’m…I’m sorry…Sir.” Precis was barely keeping it together. “I…I don’t think I can…hold back.”

Claude slapped her ass. “You don’t get to cum unless I give you permission.” Before he realized what he was doing, Claude leaned over Precis’s back and reached under her to trace his fingers against her mons, just above where the clit wand was stimulating her. Power, he didn’t know what else to call it, seemed to rush out of him.

Precis cried out with passion and her body spasmed, but then she pleaded, “Please! Please let me cum, Sir!”

Claude could tell she wasn’t trying to hold back, her body kept spasming like she wanted to orgasm but couldn’t. Surprised, he moved off the bed and looked at where his fingers had been tracing. Precis was beginning to squirm more so he also kept a hand on the small of her back to hold her in the position he’d placed her. There on her mons, right where he’d been idly tracing his fingers, was a glowing magenta symbol. It wasn’t very large, circular with maybe an inch – inch and a half diameter.

Holy crap! I cast a spell. Claude stared at the symbol with wide eyes.

Precis was almost chanting. “Please let me cum. Please let me cum.”

Claude grinned. This was even better than he could have hoped. He gave Precis’s ass another smack. “Quiet slut. You’ll get to cum, but only when we’re finished.” He picked up the second crystalline object and waved it in front of her face. “This still needs to go in.” Shifting it up to her mouth, he rubbed it against her lips. “I want you to suck on it and get it good and wet while I prepare you.” Then he pushed it past her lips, muffling her pleas for release. It sort of looked like she had a giant pacifier in her mouth.

Trusting her to comply with his instructions, Claude got behind Precis again. Placing his hands on either cheek of her ass, he gently spread them so that her winking rosebud was fully exposed. He sat there for a moment, kneading her flesh and listening to her muffled moans of pleasure. Having her in such a submissive and **** position was incredibly intoxicating. Her petite body was his plaything. Smiling to himself, Claude leaned in and drove his tongue into her anus. Precis squealed in surprise and scooted a little up the bed before Claude dug his fingers into her hips and held her still. He continued to sloppily lick around her second opening, slathering it in saliva.

Satisfied she was as ready as he could make her, Claude went back to Precis’s mouth and pulled the object out. “This is called an anal plug.” Precis’s eyes were wide as she stared at the object with a little trepidation. Her body began to twitch as it continued to try and orgasm. Claude placed the anal plug against her anus, applying just enough pressure to let her know it was coming, without actually trying to push it in. He used his free hand to slowly caress Precis’s back. “Try and relax.”

Claude did not shove the plug in. He began applying more and more pressure on it, hoping to slide it in pleasurably. Precis dutifully held still, but her rosebud refused to yield to him. “Relax, slut.” Claude commanded, though he kept his voice calm. He continued to apply more pressure and then suddenly the whole plug popped into Precis’s ass.

“HOLY UUUUUGGGGGGHGHHHH!” Precis moaned and her legs visibly shook. “It’s…it’s too much. OOOOOOOOH!”

Claude stepped back and began to strip as he watched Precis writhe in ecstasy but was unable to completely make the leap into bliss. Caught up in the pleasure assaulting every nerve in her body, Precis didn’t note Claude’s actions until he lay down on his own bed. Her eyes tried to focus on his magnificent cock as he began to stroke it. “Imagine it, Precis.” Claude made a slow spectacle of his actions. “You’re lying all trussed up over there and I’m here with Rena on my lap. She’s not much bigger than you and I easily hold her as she sinks down onto my cock. As you watch her ride me, you have a perfect view of my cock splitting her open. The same cock that splits you open. You feel excited to see how she squirms and moans on me and **** for your own turn.” Claude began to stroke himself faster and grabbed the second stocking he’d stowed in his jacket. “You can tell we’re getting close and your excitement rises. You know that once I’m done with Rena, it’s your turn.”

Precis’s fingers flexed and wiggled. She was practically incensed with the need to cum and was involuntarily trying to reach down to her clit to add more stimulation in the hope that it would help despite the bindings holding them on her back. Her eyes tracked Claude’s hand as it rose and fell on his shaft. She could almost envision Rena being there instead. Claude grunted and placed the stocking over his cock as it pulsed in his hand.

When he was done unloading into the stocking, Claude carried it over to Precis. “You have one more task before you can get your master’s cock, slut. Rena’s pretty little pussy is full of my cum and you need to clean it up.” He pushed some of the soggy, cum soaked stocking into Precis’s mouth and then pulled the rest of it around her head to tie it in place.

Precis didn’t even question the scene Claude was setting. She closed her eyes and could almost believe the tight fabric pressing against her cheeks were Rena’s thighs as she buried her mouth between her legs. Her tongue dove into the black fabric, seeking out Claude’s delicious seed. As she felt Claude move behind her and begin to pull the dildo out of her pussy, her ass wiggled excitedly. A smack to her rump calmed her twitching, but not her burning need for release. And then Claude’s cock was pushing into her. She moaned loudly against the gag in her mouth, his cock stretching her even further than the dildo had. Combined with the plug still filling her ass, she was incredibly full.

Claude couldn’t believe how tight Precis was. On top of that, he could feel her pussy walls spasming along his shaft as she frantically sought to orgasm. He figured she’d waited long enough and leaned over her back so that he could whisper in her ear as he reached between her legs. His fingers traced against her mons again and he felt another rush of power go out of him. “Cum for me, slut,” he moaned in her ear.

Precis shrieked into the stocking filling her mouth. Her body felt like it was exploding with pleasure and her legs failed her as she collapsed completely onto the mattress. Claude lay on top of her, keeping still. Her pussy had grown even tighter and was now squeezing his cock like a molten vice as she experienced all the orgasms he’d been denying her. The pressure was almost enough to make him want to join her, but he still hadn’t figured out a solution to the birth control problem. Her body began to relax and he finally began to slide his cock in and out of her, using long slow thrusts to keep himself from getting over stimulated. Precis continued to let out soft moans but just lay there and let Claude fuck her into the bed. Slowly, his thrusts got a little harder and faster, as he sought his own pleasure from her body.

Feeling the anal plug’s handle press into his abdomen whenever he hilted fully into Precis, Claude got an idea about where he could cum. As he began to pull his cock out of Precis, Claude grasped the plug’s handle and gently pulled on it. There was a little bit of resistance, but Precis’s body was much more relaxed now and the plug popped free after only a couple seconds, sliding free of her just as his cock pulled out of her pussy. Precis let out a long moan that rose an octave when Claude placed his cock at her anus and pushed the glans in to replace the anal plug. As her sphincter sealed around the back of his cockhead, he began to stroke his cock. After only a few strokes, he felt his cock swell and then he was painting her bowels with his seed. Precis screamed again and her ass squeezed the tip of his cock, milking every drop out of him.

Claude collapsed onto the bed next to Precis and breathed deeply. As his heartbeat gradually slowed, he could see that Precis was laying completely still save for the gentle expanding of her chest as she breathed. He tenderly untied her hands and mouth before rolling her onto her back. As he’d guessed, she was completely passed out. As he watched her chest rise and fall, he thought about how easily he’d manipulated her and again wondered where his confidence and dominance had come from. He also wondered about the symbol he’d placed on Precis to prevent her orgasm. Clearly Celine was right and he could use symbology. But how had he done it? He hadn’t really thought about what he was doing. Slipping out of Precis’s bed, he quickly dressed and left the room to think.