'Educating Andi' (closed to AndreaSubbie)

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Adrian continued to nip at he r lips, and her neck, before reaching round with his right hand, his left hand softly, sensually caressing her cheek.

In a flash his right hand grasped her hair, and pulled it back in a swift powerful motion, forcing his new lodger to look up at the ceiling.

"So Andrea, you seem to enjoy being a submissive...." his voice was coarse as he spoke quietly next to her ear, finishing of with a soft bite to her lobe, tasting the ear-ring. As he finished speaking, his free left hand moved down to cup, and knead her breast through the fabric of her jumper.
 
Oh my!

That twisting her head back by her hair! It just sent electric shocks through her body! It hurt a little, no, it was more just uncomfortable, but that wasn't it. It was the attitude, the manner, the Dominance ... oh FUCK!

Andrea let him grab her breast, groping it through her sweater, arousing her more.

She didn't answer him, but she certainly didn't contradict him either! He was rtight. She knew he was right. He must know he was right, too.

But where was this going?
 
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Adrian leant forward as he pulled her hair, exposing her neck to him, whilst his fingers kneaded, and then lightly caressed her right breast.

"Look at me slut!" he hissed queitly as he nibbled her earlobe before pulling away, allowing their eyes to meet.

He was aware of her deep breathing, as his fingers caressed caressed, stroked her breast, feeling the nipple.

"Expose your breasts to me my young willing whore. Is that what you are, want to be Andrea, your land lord's whore, his fuck toy, to use and abuse at his leisure?"

He literally spoke down at her, wondering what she enjoyed. He was new to being Dom as opposed to being assertive, and was curious as to waht his young lodger enjoyed.

He knew he was aroused, his cock was aching under his tight trunks, coupled with the sexual tension, the wine and the topic of conversation.
 
How on earth was she supposed to answer that?

In her head she was screaming YES! YES! But could she actually say it? Could she even go through with it?

Still unsure of what she could commit to, andrea reached for the hem of her sweater and slowly drew it up, uncovering her naked breasts, baring herself for him, just because he told her to.

Oh that sent more exquisite feelings through her .. just because he told her to ... what else might he tell her to do? Where might they be when he told her ... her excitement kept growing.

And Andrea knew that yes, she wanted this.

"Yes Sir, please Sir" she replied quietly, anxiously seraching his eyes, her nipples aching, her breasts exposed to his gaze.
 
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"Yes Sir, please Sir"

He looked at his new lodger as she reached for the hem of hr top and started to raise it, exposing her breasts to him as he let go, the focus of his attention was on what was being exposed to him

They were full, shapely and slightly pert, uplifting, her nipples clearly erect, as were little pimples of her areola exposing her state of arousal.

As she held the top over her breasts with both hands, he smiled.

"You have a lovely pair of breasts Andrea, perfect for being covered with thick warm protein... "

He reached out and caressed them, one in each hand, drawing circles around her aching nipples, circles of decreasing radius until he felt her nipples with his thick skinned fingers. Slowly he pinched both of them, and as he hished the words "look at me" he pulled on both nipples allowing her breasts to form perfect conicals.

An idea was forming in his head of how they could both relieve their sexual tension.
 
His touch was amazing, probably because she hadn't invited it, hadn't exactly given permission.

Of course she looked at him when he told her to; she wanted to do everything he said, no matter what. But what might he say?

Apart from covering her breasts in thick warm protein! That sounded wonderfully disgusting, and she could hardly wait.

But first he was enjoyng her breasts, pincing and pulling her nipples, which hurt and aroused at the same time! She was going to be bruised tomorrow!

So she just stayed as she was, still exposing herself until he gave her another order, enjoying him enjoy her boobs, her breasts, her tits.
 
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He continued to extend her breasts into perfect cones, before he eased, allowing her breasts to return to her normal shape, before he pinched on her nipples hard, sensing Andrea squeal as he pulled her breasts out again into yet another conical shape.

He repeated this several times, until he slowly eased his fingers, before releasing them.

"Pet wanna-be. Please retrieve some ice cubes from the freezer in the back room. There is also a couple of courgettes in the lower tray in the fridge. Go!"

He watcher her stand, and then turn to leave the room on her errand.
 
It just seemed right to carry out his orders with her breasts exposed, so that's what she did, returing a few moments later with a light dish cloth, ice cubes in a bowl, and the corgettes in another bowl.

Sinking to her knees in front of him, Andrea held up her offerings in both hands, hoping that she was pleasing him.
 
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He watched her walk out of the room before he stood up, and charged their glasses with the remainder of the wine.

Andrea soon returned, her green top still mostly above her breasts. As she was about to kneel, he spoke.

"Lead us to your room please pet wanna-be.." his voice was soft yet assertive, commanding.

As Andrea led the way, he popped into his bedroom and retrieved a length of silk and a plastic hook designed to go over the top of a door.

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He headed up to her room, and found her standing inside, the two bowls still in her hands..

He smiled as he walked up to her, putting the two glasses down, before reaching out and lightly caressed her.

"Undress yourself please Andrea."
 
Andrea put the bowls down, and quickly lifted her sweater up over her head and off, throwing in a corner. Then she pulled her leggings down and her undies together, stepping out of them now completely naked.

it was a huge rush, just being naked in front of this man she'd barely met.

reaching over, she picked up the bowls again, holding them out to Adrian.
 
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Adrian blushed infront of the naked Andrea. Not becaie of what he saw but rather he had forgotten to tell her to put the bowls down.

"Please Andrea put the bowls down onto the breakfast bar." a little peninsular that separated the kitchenette area from the remainder of the studio flat.

He approached her and smiled.

"You are even more alluring than I imagined my young pet wanna-be. Tell me do you have a soft style sporty crop bra please?"

As he spoke he stared deep into her eyes as his fingers caressed her cheek before running down to her exposed nipples, and quickly tugged them as he pinched her nipples.
 
"Yes Sir," she replied, having put down the bowls, etting him tug and pinch her nipples, delighted with his praise despite the discomfort and arousal of his nipple play. "There's one in my dresser?"
 
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"It's no good there damit" he coughed.

"Put it on now, and some thong as well you inslent pet wanna-be." His voice calm, but had undertones of anger, frustration.

"And then offer me your wrists."

As she went to search for her under garments, Adrian placed the hook over the top of the bathroom door.
 
She quickly dressed again as he'd directed, though she couldn't understand what she'd done wrong. He'd been holding her by her nipples, so couldn't have gone to get the bra.

Never mind, she reasoned, and promptly returned, holding out her hands to him, curious about the hooks.
 
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He turned to see Andrea climbing into a soft crop bra, as she pulled it over her head and pulling it down to cover her breasts, before adjusting the bra. Then she stepped into an old looking off white thong, and pulled it up, reaching behind to ensure it sat comfortably between her firm bum cheeks.

As she held, offered him her wrists, he smiled as he took out a silk restraint from his trouser pocket, and secured one end around her right wrist ensuring it wasn't too tight.

He saw what looked like some discomfort, concern in her eyes but he smiled...

"Not too tight I hope Andrea, and I won;t harm you, unless you request it..."

Moments later with her left wrist secured to the other end, he led her to the door, and the hook, lifting the length f the silk tie over the hook and wrapped it round several times, resulting with Andrea standing there with her arms above her head.

Hi fingers found her chin as he leant it, and again he lightly kissed her lips, nipping at her lower lip before covering her lips, her eyes with soft delicate butterfly kisses. Finally he moved in to her lips, and as she responded, he pulled away, teasing her, his other hand on her waist.

"I wonder how arosued you are Andrea? Is your pussy dripping with your lurve juices?"

As he finished speaking, he placed a hand over the gusset of her thong, wondering what he would feel.
 
She was already hot between her legs, and knd of sticky damp, and being helplessly restrained like this added to her inner furnace.

Andrea's tummy was doing funny things, and as his hand felt the front of her thong she automatically opened her legs wider, wantiing him to help himself.

She didn't know what Adrian was intending, but she'd certainly been surprised that he had her cover her nakedness. It was a big mystery and adventure
 
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Adrian smiled as he felt the warmth, Andrea's heat through the flimsy gusset of her thong.

"So my pet wanna-be, you are rather hot, aroused.... Maybe you need a cooling down period?"

As he finished speaking, his lips were incredibly close to hers as he softly kissed her, a soft sensual kiss, his hand reaching behind her head grasping her hair, to take control if need be.

He felt her respond, her short gasping breaths on his wet lips, as he pulled away teasing her. He leant his head back in, again kissing her tender lips sensually, before pulling out as she started to respond.

He stepped back smiling. Moments later, he had removed his shirt, exposing his hairy chest, and his slight beer belly, before unfastening the belt of his trousers. Moments later he was standing nude before her, as he stroked his erect cock, just over 6 inches, complete with foreskin, as he sat on the edge of the bed, stroking himself allowing Andrea to see his erection, and his smooth balls, and trimmed pubic region.

"Thanks for retrieving the ice Andrea.."

Placing his fingers into the bowl containing the ice, he retrieved one for each hand before he approached Andrea, and started to caress her shoulders and sides with the corners of the two ice cubes, drawing doodling patterns on her flesh; leaving trials of water over her flesh, now partially covered with goose pimples.

Pulling the soft crop bra away from her breasts, he inserted the remains of the two ice cubes against each nipple, the tight stretchy material locking the cubes in place.

Moments later as he anticipated her squeal, he kissed her, swallowing her scream; before walking away. Armed with another ice cube he ran it over the wet gusset of her thong, before he pulled it away, and placed the ice-cube adjacent to her outer lips, before pushing it deep inside her, again kissing her to swallow her scream of shock.


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"FUCK!" And again, "FUCK" Her screams were swallowed in his kiss as he tormented her nipples and pussy with the ice cubes.

It was COLD! It was almost painful. It was very uncomfortable! It almost burned inside her. It was utterly erotic and she didn't know if the trickling down her thighs was melted ice or her own arousal. Or both.

But it explained why he had had her dress again. She so wanted to kiss him back; he was a great kisser, and she really did like kissing. But she bowed her head to him in admiration for his control and his erotic surprise.

It wasn't like he was especially good looking, or even particularly well endowed, but he aroused her like no one else, brought her to a height of erotic desire, and she would happily suck or fuck his cock like it was the greatest stud erection the world has ever seen.If only he would carry on tormenting her and using her, exposing her, playing with her. She so wanted to be his pet.

The teasing of her shoulders and siddes had been sexy, but the nipples and inside her vagina had beem masterful. Andrea was sure that she had made a very good choice submitting to Adrian.
 
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Adrian continued to kiss, and torment Andrea's lips, as his hands caessed her sides, squeeing her nipples through the flimsy cotton lycra mix of her crop bra, whilst his other hand teased her mound.

As the ice melted, Adrian smiled as he released her wrists from the hook, and then from the silk restraint itself. He headed over to hr bed, and leant back into the pillows as he started to play with himself, caressing the glans, spreading his precum as she stood there looking upon.

"Take the courgette Andrea, and pleasure yourself with it please...."

He wanted to tease her, and to see how far she would follow his instructions. After all she had to earn the right to suck his cock..
 
Andrea hurried to the bowls near the kitchenette, gave one a wash in the sink and dried it, then brought it with her to the foot of her bed.

She'd rubbed her wrists and shaken the blood back into her hands when he'd released her, and she had a slight pins and needles as she handled the vegetable.

Resting her right knee on her bed but still standing on her left leg, she rubbed the corgette over her thong-clad pubic mound, then over each bra-covered nipple, then back to her mound.

Watching his hand on his cock, playing with his pre-cum, she pulled the gusset of her thong aside and ran the rounded end of the corgette against her lips, moaning quietly. Then using the fingers of her left hand to pull her lips apart, she pressed the vegetable inside herself, slowly fucking herself with it, while her left hand ran cirlces round and over her clitoris.
 
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Adrian watched in earnest, as she walked to the sink and washed one of the courgettes, then dried it with a T-Towel. He was focused as he stroked himself slowly, almost teasing himself. He was not a stayer, never had been and probably never would. The only thing that made some difference was the application of an anaesthetic cream over his glans and shaft. Anything else such as Kamagra or viagra did not seem to make any obvious difference.

But he watched the gusset being pulled to the side, as she tesed herself, and then plunging the courgette past her lips, though the gusset hid most of what was happening.

"Thats it Andrea, there's a good girl. Fuck the courgette Andrea, let the vegetable make you cum, imagine it is my cock parting your labia...."


"Cum for me you slut, you know you want to, NEED to..."


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"Yes, Sir!"

Her eyes narrowed to fierce slits as he urged her on so crudely. He called her a 'good girl', and that made her speed up her fucking. She actually liked him telling her to fuck the corgette, and her lips smiled at his words.

But when he called her a slut, she almost came right away, letting out a moan of pleasure and punished her pussy with the fast moving vegetable, her other hand whirring over her clit.

And then the wave rose. "Oh Sir! I'm cumming! Your slut is cumming" and she did, a series of pulsing ripples coursing through her over and over, her thighs running with her juice, the corgette slick and slimy.

She came down. "Oh my! Oh Sir!" And her eyes shone with delight.
 
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"Oh my! Oh Sir!"

"Well Well my slut. You needed that release didnt you?"

"And of course you came for me as I asked... I feel that I should reward you...."


He continued to stroke his cock with slow deliberate strokes, spreading the oozing precum as and when it emerged. Truth be told, he wouldnt take much to cum at tha tmoment in time, despite the wine he had consumed. He looked at her and had an idea..

"Remove your crop top please and come and kneel before me...."

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Quick as a flash, ha, she peeled her bra-top over her head and knelt at the side of the bed as he said, weirdly still liking him calling her his slut, again a smile tweaking her mouth as he used that word.

But what reward was he offering her?

She could only kneel in obedience and wait, her eyes moving from his face to his slick cock, and back, over and over.
 
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Adrian watched as Andrea removed her bra top, before kneeling rather suggestively before him, close enough for him to reach out. He reached out and started to caress her lips and cheeks, smiling soflty, running a finger down to her breast, and drawing a circle around her engorged nipple.

"Would you like to hold my cock slut? Hold it and make it erupt?"

His eyes met hers as he smiled.
 
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