Lesson 1 – My Dirty Little Secret

This is the first in a series of “lessons”!  And, letting you in on a dirty little secret, this is one of my favourite stories to imagine as I masturbate.  The whole concept – his control, the other men watching, the humiliation of it – it definitely plays to a number of my kinks!

I glanced down at his message one more time.  I already knew the address and the time I was expected.  But my Master had not told me the purpose of today’s meeting, and checking the details helped me to manage the apprehension bubbling inside me.

I knocked on the door and entered the large room.  It struck me as an unusual space – set up almost like a lecture theatre.  There he was, my Master, looking confident as ever in the centre of the room.  He smiled as he saw me and strode across, pulling me into his embrace.  “My good girl,” he whispered against my ear.

He pulled away slightly, his eyes taking in my dress and heels.  “Perfect,” he nodded.  “Just remove your dress please.”

I had a million questions in my head, but his tone told me this was not the time to ask.  I undid the buttons down the front of my dress, and he shrugged it from my shoulders.  I tried to keep my breathing calm as his gaze assessed me, naked except for my pale blue bra and knickers.  He smiled and repeated the two words I needed to hear.  “Good girl.”

Cupping my chin in his strong hands, he kissed me passionately on the lips.  “Now I want you to stand perfectly still, eyes downcast and await my instructions.”

Despite my nervousness at the unknown situation, I relished the feel of his control.  Knowing that my role was just to do as I was told by my Master. 

There was a sharp knock on the door, and I listened as he opened it.  A woman’s voice, crisp and efficient.  “Your guests are ready, if you are.”

And then my Master’s deeper tones asking her to allow them entry.  I kept my gaze down as I had been told, but I could still glance the legs of other men entering the room.  I could hear my Master’s voice greeting them.  Small talk starting to buzz around me.

A firm clap of his hands and my Master’s voice filled the room.  “I am delighted to welcome you to this very special series of Domination training classes,” he began.

I felt another wave of apprehension, but also a delicious thrill of excitement and I could feel myself becoming wet between my legs as he continued to talk to the men in the room.

Suddenly I realised he was now addressing me.  Directing me to step towards him.  He stood behind me and unhooked my bra, exposing the sight of my full breasts to the audience before us.  Then he peeled off my knickers.  I could just glimpse him inspecting where they were wet from my juices.

Commenting to the room on the wetness from my pussy, he handed my knickers to the onlookers, encouraging them to pass them around.  A flame of humiliation burned through me.

He offered me his hand and helped me up onto the table in the middle of the room.  Only as I lay down on my back did I see the stirrups above me.  He lifted one of my legs, and then the other, into the stirrups and then adjusted them to hold my legs open.  I felt so completely, and deliciously, exposed.

“The purpose of today is just an introductory familiarisation session…,” he continued.  His clear, instructive tone accompanying everything he was doing. 

“First, I am going to slide a small vibrating egg inside her pussy.  It isn’t too large, and I will keep the vibrations low, but it will increase her level of arousal.”

I felt the toy just pressing against my entrance.  Humiliation, desire, apprehension, excitement all swum inside me.

“If you wish to all come a little closer, you will see how easily it is slipping inside her, showing you how turned on she already is.”

I kept my gaze down but could still see and sense the men starting to crowd around me, watching my Master push the toy inside me.  Then he pressed the button on the remote and the gentle vibrations started.  The room paused, eyes watching me.

“See” he suddenly crowed.  “Did you see her pussy tighten slightly and the tiny rock of her hips.  Clear signs she is becoming more stimulated.”

His words flaming my embarrassment at everyone watching my body respond.

“Maybe a couple of you would like to start to play with her breasts.”

Their hands moved onto my flesh in response.

“Feel free to twist and pull at her nipples, my submissive enjoys the roughness.”

I moaned with the intertwining pleasure and pain as their movements mirrored his words.

“May I touch her mouth?” one of the onlookers asked.

My Master must have agreed for two fingers started to softly caress my lips, then they pushed my mouth open, and started to run back and forth over my tongue.  It felt so incredibly intimate from a complete stranger.

“Now let’s intensify things a little,” my Master continued.  I heard the sound and then felt the buzzing of the little vibrator against my clit.  A gasp of pleasure escaped me.

My Master laughed softly.  “She does rather enjoy this.”  And the other men laughed with him.  “But she also knows she may only cum with permission.  We will explore that discipline properly in a later lesson, but for day I just want to familiarise you with how her body responds.”

He pushed the vibrator a little harder against me and I could not resist starting to grind against it.  “Good girl,” he replied, his voice almost a low growl.

Reaching down, he grasped the end of the love egg and slid it out of me.  “You may wish to feel just how wet she is now,” he offered.  My Master made a small adjustment to the bed, forcing my legs even wider apart and then I felt a first pair of fingers running over my pussy.  And then a second, these ones pushing just inside me.  As they were replaced by another, I could just see one of the men sniffing at his fingers, smelling the intoxicating scent.

I was struggling now, aware that my orgasm was building.  The fingers pushing into me, the vibe against my clit, the toying with my nipples.

My Master could sense my need.  “Do you wish to say something?” he enquired.

“Thank you, Sir.  Please may I cum for you, Sir?” I breathed huskily.

“You may.”  As he uttered the words, he pressed a button on the vibe, increasing the strength of the vibrations.

My back arched.  My hips bucked.  Waves of sweet pleasure started to engulf me.  I cried out as my whole body tensed.  I felt the delicious relief as I felt my juices start to squirt.  I grabbed at the edges of the table as my orgasm overwhelmed me.

As the ecstasy slowly started to subside, I opened my eyes.  “You may look at me,” my Master’s voice reassured me.

I looked up at him, taking in the sight of all the men watching me.  “Good girl.”

I lay there, breathing hard, my cum drying on the inside of my thighs.

“I think we will leave the lesson there for today.  Hopefully you are now all rather more familiar with our submissive toy for the course.  In our next lesson, we will focus on some of the disciplining that a Dominant is required to do.”

I could not quite believe what had just taken place, but I also could not wait for Lesson Two!

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