Slave Training (Closed for Msamative)

Ava released her hands from Devon's hair shortly after she came, bracing herself against the wall with her right hand. She didn't want to admit it to Devon but she was most definitely unsure on her feet just then.

She panted softly, trying to catch her breath. Ava chuckled softly "Sorry I got you a little....wet."

Ava shuddered softly as Devon softly licked her clean with his tongue, enjoying the sensations while deliciously oversensitive. When he finally pulled away Ava sighed heavily, eventually opening her eyes to look down at Devon.

She reached forward to lightly stroke his face. "Thank you.."

Devon didn't like being cocky, but he did know that he was good at what he did, even if he wasn't used to intimacy. Sex wasn't intimacy after all, not in the truest sense.

Ava's words made them both chuckle. "Why?" He asked rhetorically. "If anything, it's proof that I did my job well." He said as humbly as was possibly just then.

Devon watched as Ava leaned forward, extending her hand down to him. He let his eyes drift closed when he felt the light stroke of her fingers on his face.

"The pleasure was all mine." Devon whispered softly, likely inaudibly.

Despite the raging hardon that stirred angrily between his thighs, Devon made no mention of it, and made no move to satisfy his need with the thing that many men might have thought theirs just then. He simply remained on his knees, letting his eyes glaze over as he lost himself in his thoughts and Ava's touch.

Ava stood quietly, slowly stroking Devon's hair. She let a small smile creep across her face as he closed his eyes. For a moment she thought she heard him speak, something about it being his pleasure but she couldn't be sure. She let it drop, not wanting to kill the mood and continued stroking his hair as she let her heart rate slow.

She could clearly see that he was still aroused but he made no effort to persue her further. Ava couldn't help but be impressed and she couldn't stop the full smile comming across her face.

Ava let her hand slip down the side of Devons face, tacing his features gently until his face was upturned towards hers and his eyes slowly slipped open. "Shall we continue what we started... or did you want to stop here and well, really shower?"Ava said softly.

Devon didn't know how long the two of them remained in that position, him kneeling in front of her as she stroked his hair and they both caught their breath. Truthfully though, he didn't really care, not just then anyway. All he knew, was that he didn't want the moment to end. He was getting something that he'd never had before, and getting it from a woman that he'd known for less than a week, a woman he should likely still hate....

Though he tried to bow his head as the last thought crossed his mind, when her hand moved from his hair to the side of his face and eventually made to lift his chin, he didn't fight the motion. He let her lift his face, and when he felt the slight pressure let up, he opened his eyes and looked into her brown eyes once more.

Ava's words pulled a soft chuckle from Devon. "I guess that would depend..." He started softly, bowing his head slightly as he braced his hand on the wall and pushed himself slowly to his feet. "On what your definition of the word "productive" is."

Devon let another small chuckle slip from his lips after he finished speaking. He gave Ava a small but coy smile as he reached for the shampoo. He started to wash his hair as he waited for her response. He was still excited and obviously aroused by what they'd just done, but he made no attempt "continue what they'd started".

Ava watched Devon chuckle with his response, unsure as to how to take his statement. After everything that happened between them so far she was uncertain on where to really take things. Did she persuade or force him to finish what they started? Should she leave him wanting in hopes that it would keep him motivated, or would she miss out on a chance to continue to win him over?

She was so conflicted, and the more that Ava thought about it the more aggravated she became.

When Devon continued to wash his hair she eyed him closely. When she first met him she had not expected him to be so hard to read. For the most part he seemed to wear his emotions on his sleeve and on his face. This... this was different.

Ava watched Devon slowly wash his hair. She let him continue until he looked about ready to rinse. Pushing aside the feeling of slight déjà vu from yesterday, Ava reached out and put her hand on Devon's shoulder.

"Turn around" she stated.

It didn't take long for him to turn, and for what was likely the 3rd or 4th time, Ava returned her hands to Devon's scalp and slowly washed away the remaining shampoo. When she was done she still lingered, slightly running her fingertips along Devon's scalp and relishing in the occasional sigh or light moan that would slip from his mouth.

After a while, she let her right hand slip from his hair and reached out to grab the soap off the ledge in the shower. She removed her lingering left hand from Devon slowly before working the soap between her two hands and working up a thick lather. Ava spread the soap across both of Devon's broad shoulders lightly pressing into the tense muscles in a gentle massage to help reduce some of the tension from his earlier ministrations. Ava slowly worked her way down his back, pausing slightly at his lower back to soap up her hands once more. Ava lingered on his lower back, lingering as she ran her hands over his ass and teasing along his cheeks as she moved back northward. She couldn't help but enjoy his various reactions as she did so, and with each Ava couldn't help but think that he would make the perfect play partner. She hated the quiet ones, the ones who never let on their enjoyment or discomfort... she loved every moan, groan, sigh and beg that she came across.

She paused only for a second to motion for him to turn, so she could continue on the other side. She lingered on his neck while she faced him, rubbing in long strokes up and down his neck before lowering them and washing his chest and stomach in lazy circles. She paused mid stomach to re-lather her hands, and Ava heard his breath catch as she reached his lower stomach, likely anticipating what she would do next.

Ava drew up her own self-constraint, drawing her hands across his abdomen and limiting herself to just one stroke along his cock before dipping down to cup his balls in her soapy hands for just a moment.

She rinsed her hands and returned her gaze upon Devon's face, and stopping to rest her hands along Devon's shoulders.

Devon let his eyes glaze over once more as he sudsed up his hair, not really paying much attention to Ava just then. When her hand reached for his shoulder though, his snapped back into clarity. He didn't try to stop her from touching him though, and when she spoke, he simply nodded and did as she bade.

It was one thing to have somebody go about the intimate task of washing your body, but it was quite another to feel them go about the simple, yet sensual task of washing your hair. Devon's eyes drifted closed once more as he felt Ava's fingers moving back and forth over his scalp, slowly washing the shampoo from his hair. A long but soft series of sighs and moans slipped from him, especially when her fingers lingered on his scalp, long after he knew the task was complete.

Devon expected Ava to eventually remove her hands from his body when she was done with his hair. He did not expect to feel her hands to return to his shoulders with the obvious intent to wash him once more, especially because of what happened the day before.

Unlike the previous occasion though, this time Devon was not shy about vocalizing his appreciation for what she was doing. He let the moans and sighs slip freely from him as she went about her task, this time letting out a soft gasp when he felt her hand slide between the cheeks of his ass just once.

When Ava bade him to turn around, Devon once again obeyed. He opened his eyes and watched her as she finished what she'd started, particularly enjoying the way she lingered on his neck and shoulders, which were a little tense from the task he'd gratefully done just minutes ago.

Devon's breath caught in his throat when he felt Ava's hands start to dip below his waist. Despite the fact that he was obviously filled with anticipation though, he didn't turn himself to or fro this time, trying to force the contact. He remained still, well, as still as was possible for his quivering body just then. When the touch he craved finally came though, it was but a taste of what he truly craved, a single stroke of his cock, and a brief cupping of his balls. He let out a soft groan of dismay when her hands abandoned his needy body, but did not try to arch towards her like he'd done before.

Devon was truly surprised to find himself breathless when Ava finally finished with him and rinsed her hands. He watched as she lifted her hands to rest them on his shoulders, and he met her gaze once more, his blue eyes clearly darkened with his desire, a desire that he never thought he'd feel for her.

"I...I think I'd like to...continue what we started now...If...if it...would...please...you?" Devon stuttered all through his statement, especially the last bit. The words felt so foreign to him. He knew his words likely weren't convincing, so he took a risk and moved his hands to her hips. He didn't pull at her or push her away, but rather let them linger there, in the hopes that she would appreciate the contact between them and maybe be sympathetic to his obvious needs.

Ava watched Devon's face intently after she rested her arms on his shoulders. At this point she couldn't guess what his reaction would be, but she hoped he wouldn't push her away.

When Devon spoke slowly, stuttering just a little she was a bit shocked. He hadn't made much of an effort to hide how he felt but she hadn't expected him to be nervous... or at least that is what she hoped it was. It took her a moment before she realized what he was asking. When he finally stopped and let his hands linger on her hips she knew he was serious. Ava hesitated for a short moment, absentmindedly running her fingers along the side of his neck.

"I suppose we could.." Ava said with a smile as she let her hands slide slowly from his shoulders, turning away from Devon and taking a step out of the shower. She paused for a long moment, ignoring the water dripping down to form a puddle under her feet on the floor and reached out and extended her hand "did you have something in mind?"

Ava watched with anticipation as Devon ever so slowly moved closer, she couldn't contain herself in the end and before she knew it she found herself pulling him close to her and covering his mouth with her own. Wrapping her arms around his back the best she could she slowly drew the two back towards the wall and away from the shower. Eventually they found themselves with Ava's back towards the bathroom counter with no shortage of water in their wake.

Ava finally broke the long string of kisses that had hastened their trip across the bathroom, neither of them really realizing where they were going. She said the only thing that crossed her mind at that moment... "please."

It hardly seemed possible moments ago, but Devon's nervousness actually increased in the brief silence that followed his stuttered request. His blue eyes watched Ava, almost pleading with her in their own way.

Devon's heart leaped in his chest when he heard Ava's words, and he turned to follow her movements as she stepped out of the shower and briefly looked around the bathroom. Then, as he continued to watch her, she turned and extended her hand to him.

"Nothing in particular..."

Devon said softly as he extended his own hand and clasped it with hers, and stepped out of the shower. That slight change in distance, with him coming the slightest bit closer to her, seemed to effect Ava. Before he knew it, she was pulling him closer to her with a strength that surprised him. He didn't fight it though, and gladly lowered his lips to meet her fiery kiss, dropping his hands once more to her as hips as her arms wrapped around him.

Though he knew they were moving, Devon didn't care enough just then to keep track of where. He kept his attention focused on the intense embrace the two shared until Ava finally broke it and uttered a single pleading word. Only then did he take note of exactly where they were in the bathroom, and only just then did he decide what he wanted to do.

His hands dropped a bit further down to her ass. Then, with but a fraction of his strength, he gripped her ass, lifted her up, and deposited her on the edge of the vanity counter.

The pair of them moved as one then, her arms lifting to wrap around his neck, keeping her upright in front of him. Meanwhile, he hooked one of his hands beneath one of her knees, opening her to him while the other gripped his hard and eager cock and guided it to her pussy. The first touch of the engorged head of his cock to her warm and slick opening pulled a low groan from him, and almost made him lose control right there. His breathing was ragged as he slowly pushed forward, letting his cock enter her with a speed that was likely agonizingly slow for both of them. He held her gaze through the entirety of that entry though, actually glad to be able to see her face and both see and hear her reactions this time.

Devon's control only lasted until the end of that first slow thrust. His entire body quivered with the force it took to hold back, and the second he pushed the last inch of his cock into Ava, he immediately surged forward to kiss her, keeping himself hilted inside her as he gave her a fiery and passionate kiss.

Ava yelped as Devon swiftly grabbed her ass and deposited her on the counter. Before she had time to really grasp what was happening she found herself with her arms and legs wrapped around Devon, with his hard thick cock teasing her opening and leaving her breathless and whimpering. While very much lost in her own pleasure she couldn't help but hear Devon's ragged breathing, exciting her even further.

It felt like a breathless eternity as he entered her, but she couldn't look away from Devon's intense gaze. She was grateful when Devon surged forward towards her, his passionate kiss drowning out her loud moans. She broke away just long enough to utter what seemed like her theme today...

"Please, please don't stop..."

She continued with her own barrage of fiery kisses, and prayed silently that he wouldn't make her beg.

As much as the physical sensations taxed Devon's control, Ava's reactions to what he was doing pushed him that much more. The kiss that the two of them shared while he was hilted within her was like a blissful eternity, one that left them both truly breathless when she finally broke it.

Devom didn't even have time to react to Ava's words before her lips were on his once more. Ava's barrage of fiery kisses was a true reflection of need and desire. Even if he had been the cruelest of men, Devon never could have left her wanting, not just then. So as she controlled the amount of kisses and the passion therein, he gladly retained control of the only other thing that mattered to the pair of them just then, his cock inside her.

Though he knew that Ava didn't have much control over what was happening to her just then, Devon let her have the slightest bit of it back, whether she realized it or not. He pulled his cock back and drove it inside her, a hard and full thrust. After that first thrust though, he let her kisses, and the need they reflected, determine the pace of his thrusts. When her kisses were fast, hard and passionate, he increased his own pace. His hands dropped to her hips, and using his grip there, and the leverage it gave, he pounded his cock into her with the same hard and relentless thrusts. When her kisses slowed to softer, but deeper and more passionate kiss, he would slow his thrusts, lingering inside her as he slowly eased himself in and out of her.

Despite the ebb and flow of his thrusts, and the previous encounter the two of them had shared, Devon knew that he wouldn't last long, not after having showered with her like he had, and eating her out like he did. He was simply far too excited to last much longer, but he didn't care. He was far too caught up in what they were doing and sharing to care about such trivial things just then.

For Ava, the kiss seemed like eternity. Each second that passed felt like days, and she struggled silently in her head wishing that just this once he could give her what she asked. In the the split second that Devon moved away Ava felt as thought she would burst from desire.

As Devon drove his cock deep within her, Ava couldn't help but release her lips from his and let out a long low moan while curling her hands around Devon's sides. In hindsight she knew he might have a mark or two from her nails later but in the moment she couldn't have cared less. In the end she didn't let their break last long as she brought her face back to Devon's, stopping only to nip gently along his jaw before allowing their lips to join once again.

Ava slowed her pace slightly, enjoying all the friction between every inch of their bodies. She delighted as he seemed to match her pace, allowing her to enjoy as his thick bulbous head caressed every inch of her. She wondered for a short moment if it was purposeful but in the moment she was too lost in pleasure to really care. It didn't take much for her to realize they were both breathless, and Ava kissed him ferociously knowing she was so close.

As Devon's speed increased again she no longer cared if it was associated with her or simply his own desire. She tried to hold back her own climax as she desperately wanted to cum with him... but as he ravaged her unrelentingly she had no choice but relent to him motions.

Unconsciously, Ava couldn't help but wrap her legs around Devon drawing him up inside her as much as possible wanting every last inch of him inside her as she came... if her tight pussy around him wasn't enough to give her away her whimpering would have.

It look almost everything she had to break her lips away from his in that moment to ask.. "please, please cum with me..."

Thankfully Ava was anything but disappointed as Devon answered her with his own barrage of passionate kisses with his climax following soon after.

From start to finish, there could only be one word to describe the encounter Devon shared with Ava, and that word was "perfect". Both of them seemed to willingly give in to the lust and need within them, ignoring the roles that life had thrown them into, even if it was just for these brief moments.

Devon drank in every sound and reaction that he pulled from Ava, right down to the way that she wrapped her legs around his waist, whimpered, begged him to cum with her, and finally taking the orgasm that he was all too happy to give her. He didn't utter a single word throughout the full of their lustful coupling, not that he had much time to do so between the passionate kisses he shared with her.

Though he didn't speak a single word, Devon was far from expressionless, clearly breathless with his own desire, his chest heaving with every breath that he was able to steal between kisses. His moans and groans were plentiful albeit stifled. The second he felt Ava's pussy tighten and spasm around his penetrating cock, he lost all sense of himself. All he could do was redouble his pace, gripping her hips that much harder as pounded his cock into her, even as his own orgasm overpowered his meager defenses. His cock exploded with his cum, erupting inside her as he fucked his hard-earned cum into her relenting body.

Only when he felt exhaustion flooding his spent body did Devon slow down and finally stop, heaving and gasping for breath as his upper body sagged into Ava's. His head sagged down onto her shoulder, which he pressed a soft kiss to while the two of them recovered from what they'd just done.

Ava's mind wandered as they remained intertwined on her bathroom counter. The morning had gone quite a bit further than she had planned. It took much effort for her to not laugh out loud at herself. She couldn't lie and say she had never had sex twice with someone this far into a contract.... but never quite like this. Knowing full well she couldn't take back the morning and what this could lead for both she let herself relax in the moment. It would take too much effort to not enjoy Devon's company and those few fleeting moments which felt like hours. Eventually Ava succumbed to reality, gently bringing her hand to the side of Devon's face and stroking even so slightly.

"I suppose I should get some work done today." she said softly "is it safe for me to assume you can find your way back to your room Devon?"

She had a strange feeling of sadness as he slowly walked from her bathroom, and disappeared down the hall. When she once again stepped back into the shower she found herself having to make a real effort to push thoughts of Devon aside. As she dried herself off minutes later she couldn't help but wonder if she would look at her bathroom in quite the same way again. Perhaps he was really getting to her more than she realized. Those thoughts would have to wait, for there would be a lot of work to do today and she could not afford to have him clouding her thoughts.

She paused for a quick moment to grab a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt before disappearing into her office. Too much to do and so little people to see her, comfort would certainly win out today. It took Ava many hours to sort through the emails the accumulated within her inbox. Ava knew appearing at the auction would register on the radar for many within their circle. She had not appeared at one within the last six months or so - that was odd enough. Purchasing Devon brought in a whole new wave of questions and contacts.
Ava was a bit surprised at the number of friends concerned about such a spur of the moment purchase. Thankfully that was easy to explain without hiding the truth at all. Devon had simply intrigued her, and that was all that mattered. The number of requests she had received from others for training however was more than she expected, and the number of invites she had for new upcoming auctions was daunting.

Ava tackled the auction invites first. She wasn't really looking to make a purchase, discarding most of them were easy. Eventually she did decide to accept two invitations, one for what would be one of the largest auctions for the year and another that promised to have only the best and most experienced available. Having Devon in the house had reminded her of how much she used to enjoy her work. She might not want to take on a new purchase, but she didn't want to close the door on the opportunity either. The requests for training were harder to sort. Some were from other dominants in the area and throughout the country who had issues in certain areas with their submissive or who just couldn't be bothered or lacked the knowledge needed to teach them new skills. Some were simply from submissives themselves who were looking to learn new skills. Discarding these were harder than she planned. Some of it was because she enjoyed working with people most of the time but also because taking such a long break from work had taken a toll on her savings.

"I guess it is time to stop messing around and get back to working again, now is as good of a time as any" Ava said to herself. It took her several hours to go through all of her prospects and decide what to do. When she finally stopped to take a break it was late afternoon and she couldn't help but wonder what Devon was up to. She didn't need much more of a reason to leave her chair and see exactly how comfortable he had made himself in her home.

A soft chuckle slipped from Devon's lips when he heard Ava's first statement. Despite it though, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment at having to leave so soon after sharing such an intense experience with her. The feeling of her hand softly stroking the side of his face only added to that disappointment.

"Yes..." Devon started, not trying to hide that small bit of disappointment. "I can find my way back to my room."

Though he knew that he had to, and that it was what Ava wanted, it still took a very conscious effort for Devon to pull his softening cock out of her. A soft sigh accompanied that withdrawal.

It took an equally conscious effort to enable Devon to lift himself off of Ava and stand upright once more. He let his gaze wander over Ava's ravaged but content form before he turned from her and left the bathroom. Devon was in a bit of a haze as he walked back to his room. His mind was certainly focused on anything but the act of walking, not to mention the empty room that awaited him.

Devon was fine for the first couple of hours that he spent in his room. He let his mind wander freely as he simply laid on his bed. Hell, he didn't even bother putting clothes on. Ava had already seen him naked of course, and though Mark hadn't seen him naked, he'd seen him pretty damn close to it.

Though Ava had mentioned that she was going to do some work, Devon found himself genuinely surprised when his alone time extended past the five hour mark. At that point, he just couldn't stay in his room anymore. He slid off the bed, put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and headed for his door.

Once he was out of his room, Devon found himself at a bit of a loss at what to do next. He was glad that his mind started to wander again though, and he just let his legs to do the same. Devon wandered freely and randomly around the house, even into the empty bedrooms that he hadn't bothered to go into before. In the end though, there was only one place that Devon could end up, the one room in the house that was far from boring, even when Ava wasn't in it.

Devon stood in the middle of the room and looked at the things on the walls, truly looked. With each of the canes, paddles, and especially whips that his eyes moved past, he imagined himself on the receiving end, if Ava had wanted it so...

Ava strolled softly around the corner and threw her bedroom. It didn't take her long to work her way down the hall to Devon's doorway. She wasn't overly surprised to not find him inside, but she was a bit shocked to find the door open.

"Perhaps he is out in the pool again?" Ava said aloud as she walked down the hall towards the living room. She ended up walking all the way to the kitchen before she realized the playroom door was open. For some reason she really hadn't considered that thought although it seemed pretty obvious. She stopped for a moment and considered what to do. He had not remarked on her passing, did he not realize she was there? She waited a long moment before deciding on what to do, and when she heard no noise or movement she determined that he was clearly to engrossed in whatever he was doing to realize her presence just yet.

As she paused near the kitchen she couldn't help but ignore the fact that neither of them had eaten since yesterday. She stopped for just a few moments to grab two sandwiches from the fridge before heading into the playroom. If this morning had taught her anything it was that heading into another interaction with Devon would once again take all the energy she could gather. Ava cleared her throat softly as she crossed the doorway, balancing the two plates in her one hand and two cans in her other arm.

"Lunch?" Ava said questioningly.

Devon was so lost in his own head, and all the scenarios that could have been, that he not only didn't notice Ava when she walked past the doorway into the kitchen, but almost didn't hear the sound of her clearing her throat. He turned his head towards her ad offered up a half smile. He was still dwelling on the thoughts in his head as she walked slowly towards him. He didn't even notice the items that she was carrying until she voiced her one word question.

"I suppose it's probably for the best isn't it?" Devon mused aloud with a soft chuckle. "If our first two couplings are any evidence of... of what the future might hold... We...we should probably have some food in our stomachs."

Ava tried to suppress her chuckle as Devon spoke, and she could help but wonder if he was being open and willing or simply cocky. She also couldn't help but wonder if he purposefully wandered into the playroom stark naked on purpose? Or accidentally? Perhaps his size was a bit awkward for the clothing provided, but since she had yet to forbid or demand clothing it just seemed an interesting choice.

"I am glad to hear I won't have to force you to eat" Ava said with an obvious chuckle. "You cannot really afford to lose any weight at this point, might actually have to find a way to fatten you up for some actually." She continued while passing a plate to Devon. "So what led you to to this room this evening? I am surprised to find you aren't cold, or are just just a naturalist? I had not quite pegged you as one..."

Devon couldn't help but chuckle with Ava at her words, strange as they might have been. It seemed odd to have to force someone to eat. Then again, given the fact that the two hadn't eaten much, despite their activities, it wasn't unreasonable in it's own way.

Ava's second comment was equally odd, and actually brought some questions to mind about both the people she trained, and the people her trainees were trained for.

Of the three statements though, it was her third one that caught his attention. He actually hadn't even realized that he didn't have clothes on until she mentioned it.

Devon turned to accept the plate that Ava extended towards him as he finally spoke.

"Honestly? I didn't even realize it myself." Devon said with a chuckle. "I just went to my room from yours and got lost in my own head. Then, when I couldn't stand laying around doing nothing any longer, I just got up and wandered around. I was kind of exploring, but was more or less still lost in my own thoughts."

Devon paused there both to take a bite of his sandwich and give Ava time to respond, even though he had yet to voice the question that her previous statement brought to his mind.

Ava walked further into the space, perching herself on the edge on the padded table in the center of the room.

"Lost in your head?" she remarked inquisitively. "Seems like this is the second time I have run across you in here. Is there something you find particularly interesting?"

Devon turned his body to follow Ava's movement through the room until she finally perched against the edge of the padded table in the center of it. He contemplated her question as he took a couple bites of his sandwich.

Devon's turned his head to look around the room, still debating on his answer to Ava's question. "The...the training program I guess." Devon started, his voice so soft that it would almost seem more like an afterthought than anything else.

"What exactly does this training consist of, and where do they go when they're done?"

Ava cocked her head slightly while mid-thought. "Where they go depends on a lot of things. My training can be quite sought after at times. There is usually a small handull of people asking me to keep an eye out for them or purchase and train with them in mind. Sometimes I will pair two together if I think I can make a good match. Others get purchased with the intent to train and resell or put up for auction. Auctions can mean a good windfall for me but do not always lead to the best outcome for obvious reasons. "

She sighed slightly, realizing she was mindlessly swinging her petite legs beneath the lip of the table. "Training itself? Some of it depends on the person. Some excell in somethings and struggle in others. They all get basic training for service... some domestic and some sexual. Each experiences everything they might expect in service, from tea to bondage, pain and more. Some end up as a bit of a companion or as a sexual slave of some kind. Sometimes in a more normal fashion but with others it can be a bit darker. It is likely not as frightful as you imagine it to be now. Some enjoy it very much..."

She watched him turn and step towards her as he seemed unsure what to do next. "... the more you learn, the more effort you put in the better off you are." She paused, sliding her bare feet on to the floor and slowly bridged the distance between them. Ava took the empty plate from Devon's hands. "Have you thought about where you might want to go from here?"

Though Devon was still listening to Ava's words, he also found himself sort of lost in the atmosphere that surrounded the two of them. Ava's words made him realize that there was so much more to this world of hers that he, or likely anybody from the "normal" world would ever have suspected.

Devon handed his plate to Ava as he thought about her final question. Even as he thought about it though, he couldn't help but wonder how many...or few of the women in her profession would have offered him such a choice, or gone as slow and been as patient with him as she had. It, like the thoughts that had been going through his head before Ava had found him, had a sobering effect on him. Things could certainly have been far worse for him than they currently were.

"Maybe...one step further than we went in bed last night?" Devon offered up softly. He knew that his hesitation was likely evident to her, but he hoped that she would also notice that he was at least trying to get past it.

Ava listened quietly to Devon as he spoke, it wasn't hard to hear the emotion in his voice. His honesty was refreshing even when peppered with a slight attitude now and then. She stepped away briefly, depositing the two plates on the top of the nearby dresser and pulling a few items from within.

She walked back towards Devon slowly, dangling the length of the leather cuffs through her fingers as she walked. She paused once again at the edge of the table in the center of the room.

"Come here... and give me your hands.." Ava remarked softly, as she extended her hand towards him.

Devon's gaze tuned as Ava moved, following her as she walked towards the dresser against the wall. He hadn't dared to look into either it or the door chest, but now it was hard for him to not be curious about it's contents.

Though he couldn't truly be surprised by the sight of the leather cufs that Ava pulled from the dresser, it was hard not to be a little apprehensive. His gaze remained on the cuffs as Ava walked, not rising to meet hers until she stopped and spoke. Only then did he lift his gaze to meet hers. He swallowed hard before he took a single step towards her. He was still hesiant, but he knew that he'd made this choice of his own free will, and that thought gave him enough confidence to take a second step, and then a third. Almost before he knew it,, Devon was standing before Ava, extending his hands towards her.

Ava could still see that he was questioning everything before him. At heart though, she was pleased that he was willing to try. She had feared that it would come down to force in the end, and she still wanted to hope there could be some happiness for him.

She watched him slowly move towards her and it only took a moment to fasten the cuffs onto both of Devon's wrists. Ava lingered for a moment, holding both of his wrists loosely in her left hand. She let her gaze fall back on to his face now that the task was done. She was somewhat surprised to see his gaze focused on her face, and she took advantage of this, drawing her right hand up and tracing along his jawline with the backs of her fingers. A small smile passed across her lips as she watched his eyes fluttered closed for just a brief moment.

"The last time I bound you I promised that I would not harm you. I will not promise you a painless experience. I will not give you anything you are unable to handle." Ava remarked while releasing Devon's hands and walking around to the head of the table. "Bend over the table and give me your hands..."

Ava watched as Devon slowly complied, although he hesitated after bending over the table as requested. She waited patiently for a moment, hoping he would choose to comply. Thankfully he did not disappoint, and Ava couldn't stop the "good boy" from crossing her lips. After securing his wrists to the front of the table with a tether she let her hands wander. She drank in each gasp and whimper Devon emitted as she ran her finger tips and nails along the backs of his arms and slowly along the curve of his spine. Ava lingered along the backs of is legs, drawing lazy circles and swirls along his ass and inner thighs. She continued on for what likely seemed like ages for Devon knowing that the next moment could be a turning point....

She aimed her first swat carefully, landing her hand along the center of his left buttock just hard enough to make a satisfying thwack before returning to her lazy spirals with the backs of her nails. Ava continued in this manner for some time, alternating her swings with moments of pleasure successfully running her hands over every inch of Devon's ass and balls. Occasionally she would let her touch reach slightly further, adding in the occasional stroke to Devon's throbbing erection. If his moans and breathing weren't giving away his enjoyment.. it left no guesswork for her. As his pleasure grew she increased her effort, mixing in several harder and more stingy blows. She could tell from his gasps that he was enjoying the slight pain, but she remained careful to not allow the pain to build just yet. Ava knew that he might not be ready to admit what he was feeling and that there was plenty of time to test just where his threshold was. It wasn't overly long until Devon's ass was a bright glowing pink, and while she could clearly see he was enjoying himself she couldn't tell if he was more desperate to cum or for her to continue.

Ava released the gasping Devon from his bond to the table, allowing him to stand and stretch his legs. "Sit" Ava remarked lustily "and put your hands behind your back." She grinned and chuckled to herself as he turned to obey, flinching slightly as his abused skin met the surface of the table. She walked around to his side only momentarily, allowing him only a brief reprieve from her piercing gaze. After clipping his cuffs together behind his back and grabbed a bottle from the nearby dresser, returning once again to the foot of the table and leaving the two face to face.

"I see we have been enjoying ourselves?" Ava remarked as she ran her fingers along Devon's cock. "Has it been what you expected"