26 ~ A Dash of Fantasy

5 Dec

“Ok,” says Wendy, “Here we go.  Don’t cum til we say you can.”

Naomi wonders vaguely if you can die from pleasure.  The dildo in her pussy is sliding in and out again, nipples tingling, just the right amount of pain, dildo filling her ass, and she feels herself building towards an explosion of sensation, quickly, quickly ~ and remembers in time, “PLEASE, may i cum?”

And of course it stops again.  

The dildo stops moving and they laugh.  Wendy and Sara laugh.  Naomi whimpers.  How long can they keep this up?

“Ten more minutes,” says Wendy

Naomi thinks that surely there will be an orgasm for her at the end of that tunnel.  Surely it will all end with a big ole fireworks, earth shaking orgasm for her.  She can hardly wait.

But then ~ o ~ no ~ the ruler ~ ai! O!  Landing on her pussy, her widespread thighs leaving her open to this new painful assault.  O, it stings, it stings ~ O ~ or ~ O ~ maybe it feels good?

But it stops, the ruler stops, and there are hands, probing and rubbing, and she loses track, loses track of it all until she feels the orgasm building again, so intense it will be, she can feel it, O, and ~~~

~~~ it stops.  The ruler smacks.

“You were about to cum, weren’t you?” says Sara, and she’s laughing.


The ruler lands.

O, i was going to, thinks Naomi, yes.  O.  That’s right, ask, i’m supposed to ask.  

And then it stops, it all stops, and Naomi opens her eyes.  Anna is in the room.  

“It’s time,” she says.  “Time to stop.”

A sob escapes Naomi.  Stop?  Really? Nooooooo.  It can’t be over.  No.

But they are unfastening her legs, and her arms.

“Stay there,” says Anna.  “Don’t try to get up yet.”

Naomi thinks this is a good thing, since she couldn’t get up if she wanted to.   She is tingling and still on edge, but feels good at the same time.  And weak.  No, she couldn’t get up.

Sara removes the nipple clamps, sending spasms of pain and pleasure through her.

“Take the dildo out of her asshole,” says Anna.  “That’s enough for now.”

Wendy takes it out, and Naomi is embarrassed at the gush of air that escapes her, but no one seems to pay any attention to it.  Naomi feels relieved at the emptiness for a moment, and then she misses the sensation of fullness.  

But they make her put her legs down, “Here,” says Anna, “Put your feet on the ground here,” as they move the steps back in front of her.  “Quit flashing your cunt, no one’s going to touch you now.”

Naomi thinks this is a bit unfair, she hadn’t actually asked anyone to touch her, but she puts her legs down as directed.  Anna smiles at her and she can’t help smiling back, particularly when Anna adds, “Good girl.”

“Now,” says Anna, “It’s time for everyone to get to work.  Wendy and Sara, you know what you need to do.  Naomi, we need to talk about your goals, work out a plan.”

Naomi can barely think, she is still tingling with desire, but she works to bring her attention back to Anna.  Goals?  A plan?  What kind of plan?

“Come,” says Anna.  “Get up slowly, yes, there you go.  Here, you may wear this robe.”

It is barely a robe, thinks Naomi, open in the front with no way to close it, slit in the back to reveal her ass.  But it’s soft and warm on her arms, and even her legs, and she’s grateful for that.

“Water,” says Anna, handing her a glass.  

Naomi drinks; the water is delicious.  When she’s finished, “Go pee,” says Anna, gesturing towards an open door.  Obediently, Naomi moves into the bathroom just off the room they’re in.  

There is no door, but Anna doesn’t disturb her, and Naomi is grateful.  Finished, she washes her hands and comes back out, nervous about what will come next.

“First position,” says Anna.  It takes Naomi a second ~ a second in which she notices the riding crop in Anna’s hand ~ but she drops to her knees, opening her legs somewhat, resting her palms on her thighs.

“Good girl,” says Anna, tapping Naomi’s cheek with the crop.  

Naomi feels a rush of pleasure, her pussy throbs in response.

“Do you have any questions?” asks Anna.  “You may ask them now.”

Naomi does have questions, lots of them, but she can’t sort through them, her mind feels foggy, pleasantly foggy, but still.  Not focused enough to ask questions just yet.

Anna waits patiently.  Finally,

“Yes, ma’am,” says Naomi, and she starts to say, “What will happen to me next?”  But then she remembers, what Anna had said before, that she is learning to be a slave.  Slaves don’t need to know what will happen next.  And she stops.

She searches her mind for a question that would be acceptable, but nothing seems right.  So, “No, ma’am, i don’t guess i do, really,” she says.

“O, good girl!” says Anna.  “Nice.  Now, come with me.”

9 Responses to “26 ~ A Dash of Fantasy”

  1. vanillamom December 5, 2012 at 8:24 am #

    oh you captured it so well, that uprushing as one heads directly to orgasm…and is denied…the painful realization that it is done..the crash, yet the physical reminders…tingly, pain, pleasure all one delicious vortex of feeling…

    beautifully done!


    • aisha December 6, 2012 at 5:17 am #

      Thank you, ‘Nilla! i’m glad it worked… and your description of my description is pretty hot too!



  2. faithful December 5, 2012 at 9:16 am #

    “quit flashing your cunt”. That is simply the best line I have ever heard!!!

    Naomi is back…… Happy dance 🙂


    PS- hope you are doing well too!

    • aisha December 6, 2012 at 5:17 am #

      Thanks, faithful, i’m so glad you liked it!!

      And yes, i’m good too!! Thanks.



  3. striving for Peace December 5, 2012 at 9:08 pm #

    that Wendy’s a bitch.

    • SirQsMLB December 5, 2012 at 10:25 pm #

      Oh, SFP, that made me laugh – loud enough for others in the room to look over!!

    • aisha December 6, 2012 at 5:18 am #

      Made me laugh too, Sfp.

      And you’re so right!



  4. Wordwytch December 6, 2012 at 12:25 am #

    Lovely bit to the story. I’m enjoying the ‘school’. 🙂 Now to hope that Wolf hurries up and feels better.

    • aisha December 6, 2012 at 5:10 am #

      Thanks, Wordwytch, glad you’re liking it! And i hope he feels better soon too.


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