A leash and collar

Hanging on a hook on the wall, there was a leather collar, with a brass buckle and a long black lead coming from the front. Marcus bit his lip anxiously, his gaze drifting over the leash. He knew he couldn't hesitate, not with his butt still burning from the strap, so he hurried over and lifted the collar off, holding it awkwardly in his hands. Kriss was smiling wolfishly as he darted back to her and knelt, holding up the piece of leather in both hands like she'd told him to.

"Good boy." She purred, taking it from his palms. Again, those two words sent a strange tingling warmth through his body, right down to his stiff little dick. Even from a woman he was terrified of, somehow it felt really good to be praised that way. "Head up." She ordered, slipping the collar open and holding it out. The young prince raised his chin. It wasn't worth fighting her or disobeying, not with the threat of the cane still looming over him. Her callused fingers fastened the collar round is throat, pulling it closed until it rested against his skin. Not tight enough to cause him any discomfort, but enough that he could feel the leather on his neck. Marcus shivered as Kriss gave the lead a gentle tug, pulling his head forward. That...also made him feel kind of funny, his head all hot and fuzzy, like he almost enjoyed being yanked around. Since she'd fed him that strange, bitter liquid, he just couldn't think of much but the needy aching in his dick. With another sharp tug of the leash, she pulled him back up onto his feet. "Okay, pretty boy, time to pop your cute little cherry." She drawled, her eyes shining with anticipation. Her free hand darted down and grabbed him by the stiff dick. The young prince moaned hoarsely as the aching head rubbed against her palm, while her fingers gently cupped and squeezed his aching, tight balls. "Some ground rules first though. I'm in control the whole time, that's why I make you wear the leash. Doubt it'll be a problem with you, but some of the big studs I bring in here get it in their dumb heads that because I'm letting them stick their cocks in me they can forget what they are. It never goes well for them. So, you do as I say, when I say it, alright ****?"

"Yes Mistress." The young prince nodded hurriedly.

"Second, this is about my pleasure, not yours." Kriss continued, giving his dick another firm squeeze that sent a sharp shock of pleasure flooding through his body. If he wasn't so scared of making her angry, he'd have bucked his hips and rubbed his cock all over her hand. "You don't spurt until I say you can. Don't worry, I'm not about torturing boys that way, that's more Jana's thing than mine, but I always cum first. Hold it back however you can, because I'll be very annoyed if you shoot off and go all soft before I'm satisfied, and I'll take it out on you." Marcus nodded again, even the flicker of worry her words sent through him hardly denting the aching need in his loins. With his dick this aching hard, he wasn't sure how he'd stop himself from cumming really quick, but he'd have to try! "Then, let's get to it, pretty boy." She smirked.

With another little tug of the leash, she pulled him toward the looming bed. Marcus swallowed anxiously, the sight of those scarlet sheets suddenly making everything hit home in a way it just hadn't before. He was about to lose his virginity. His first time ever with a girl was going to be here, with Kriss, a woman who'd beaten his poor butt raw barely minutes ago, who'd kidnapped him from his home and wanted to train him to be a ****! This was about as far as it was possible to be from his dreams of how it would happen, but he knew he didn't have a choice. At least Kriss was pretty, and so tall and strong just the way he liked women. And she was nice to him sometimes, not like anybody else in this horrible place. It could be so much worse than this, right?

She climbed up onto the bed, the muscles of her naked body flexing and tensing in a way that distracted the young prince instantly from his worries. Just watching the bulging muscles shoulders and back made it really hard to think about anything else. She got on all fours, holding the leash on the bed with one hand, her smooth butt up in the air and her toned thighs spread. The young prince's gaze flickered instantly to her pussy, the slit glistening wet and tight, and he moaned softly, just the sight sending another throbbing ache through his painfully stiff dick. She was going to let him...have sex with her, actually put his cock into that warm, wet pussy. Suddenly he didn't care at all that this wasn't how he wanted his first time to go. He needed it so badly anyway. When she gave his leash a tug, he hurriedly climbed up onto the bed behind her, his stiff cock aching in the air.

"Because I like you, pretty boy, I'm gonna make this nice and easy for you." She purred, glancing over her shoulder at him with a toothy grin, her icy blue eyes swimming with desire as she stared at his naked body. "On your knees behind me and keep those hands behind your back. When I pull on your leash, you thrust. I'll set the pace so I cum quick, then you can spurt all you want inside me, okay?" Marcus nodded again, breathing hard. He could hardly believe this was happening. His body was shivering with eager anticipation as he shuffled forward on his knees, putting himself right between her spread legs. He slipped his hands behind his back, clasping his wrist in that position that was getting more and more natural. Then he bucked his hips up, lining his cock as carefully as he could with the drooling lips of her pretty pussy. Biting his lip, he struggled not to edge his hips forward that last inch or so and shove it inside. He had to wait until she let him, no matter how hard it was!

With a hungry growl, Kriss gave the leash a sharp tug that nearly yanked him over her back. Struggling to right himself, Marcus felt his hips slam forward like they had a mind of their own. His cock pressed against warm, wet flesh, sending a shudder of white-hot pleasure through his body. He almost spurted there and then, just touching her pussy, but biting his lip hard and reminding himself of the aching in his poor-bruised butt he just about managed to hold it back. His poor balls were still aching as his cock slid inside her, leaving his throbbing shaft wrapped in silky velvet, clenching and milking his aching skin. Oh...this felt so good! He squealed in shrill delight, his hips quivering with the urge to just thrust into her again and again. Thankfully, before he could lose control, she tugged the leash again, letting him draw back and slam forward. The pace she set was painfully slow at first, long, shuddering strokes that left him whimpering for more. His hands were clenched tightly behind his back, nails digging into his palm. That shock of pain and the burning of his poor butt were all he had to stop himself from just thrusting again and again until he finally came. Her pussy felt so perfect, even better than the mouths of the girls had been, tight and warm like it was just made for his stiff cock.

Then she suddenly started moaning too, and her tugs on the leash got harder and faster, forcing him to really work his shuddering hips to keep to the pace she wanted. She was bucking back to meet him now, so that his thighs smacked against her, soft, pampered flesh on hard muscle. He could hardly think of anything but his poor, aching dick as it drove again and again into the delicious heat of her pussy.

"Yes, fuck, that's it!" She growled suddenly, her voice low and rough. Her pussy clenched around him, strangling his shaft so tight it was almost painful. He felt her muscles squeeze and milk his dick, like she was trying to suck every drop of cum out of his aching balls. The young prince bit his lip hard, tears of frustration in his eyes as he held himself on the frantic, **** edge of orgasm. Please, she had to let him cum now! He couldn't last any longer! "Now cum for me, pretty boy." Kriss purred, shoving her hips back one last time and grinding against him as she buried his dick to the hilt inside her.

Marcus squealed out, his mind flooding with white heat. His balls tightened, and cum seared up his aching shaft. Her muscles clenched again, milking out spurt after spurt as he sprayed more cum than he ever had before into the hot depths of her pussy. He was shivering and squeaking, hardly able to even think through the waves of searing heat crackling through his body. He vaguely heard Kriss moaning as he filled her up with cum, the pleasure in that sound making him thrash and gasp with delight. She liked it too!

Then, with a shuddering gasp, he slumped forward over her back, whimpering softly as sharp, crackling aftershocks seared up his softening dick, still buried inside her. It felt like all the strength had been drained from his muscles in those few, achingly pleasurable moments of climax and he could hardly even twitch now. Kriss didn't move beyond a few long, satisfied breaths, even as he lay on top of her, feeling her muscles tense and relax again his flesh. His belly resting on her warm, hot skin, he couldn't even feel scared of her anymore. She'd let him...have sex with her, taken his precious first time and then let him cum inside her as well! No-one had ever made him feel that good before. Maybe she wasn't that bad after all?