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straight.” He slapped the other cheek. “And no
talking.”
    He got into a rhythm then, using his hand to spank her over
and over again. If he’d had rope to tie her arms, he could have used the belt
on her ass. As it was, his hand began to sting, but that was just as well. It
was a reminder to him that this was her first time and he didn’t want to hurt
her. Not too much.
    He alternated soft strokes and hard strikes, keeping her off
balance, so she never knew which would be next. Her whimpers gradually changed
to soft moans, but when she pushed her ass into his hand, he knew she was
enjoying this as much as he was. Her skin turned an attractive red and the
sight inflamed his desire even more.
    As soon as both cheeks were glowing and warm to the touch,
he stopped spanking. He stepped back and enjoyed the sight. Her moan of
disappointment made him grin. When he noticed her squirming beneath his gaze,
he quickly kicked her bare feet apart.
    “No. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself in any way.
That is your Master’s responsibility. If he wants to allow it. If you deserve
to receive pleasure.” He circled around to face her again. “Remember, your only
responsibility is to please your Master.”
    He could tell she was aching to speak, but kept her tongue.
A deep breath, which made her breasts pop out even further, was all that
betrayed her frustration. He was glad he didn’t have to gag her. He had plans
for that mouth.
    He released his cock from his pants and began to stroke the
throbbing flesh. Her gaze zeroed in on his fist as he slid his hand up and down
the rigid shaft. Her eyes widened. He wondered if she’d even seen a cock
before. A sharp twinge of guilt for taking her innocence twisted in his chest.
He reminded himself that he was a trainer, not really her Master. He’d merely
be the first of many. She’d be servicing cocks for the rest of her life.
    The painful twist didn’t go away, but the rising pressure
from his hand on his cock finally overrode it. He let the princess watch a
little longer, to get the idea of what she’d be required to do. Spikes of need
shot through him and he abruptly released his cock. Enough of this.
    Jarrod roughly pressed down on her shoulders with both
hands. “On your knees, slave.”
    The princess dropped to her knees. Her shoulders were
hunched forward, her arms still tightly pulled together from elbow to wrist,
pointing straight down. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on those overflowing
breasts, but he was going to put her mouth to work first.
    “Open, slave,” he growled and tapped her cheek with his
rigid cock. She parted her lips wide and he slid into her hot mouth.
Incredible. He plunged in as far as he could go, until he touched the back of
her throat and she gagged. He let up a little, but kept himself firmly set in
her mouth.
    “Look at me.” She raised her eyes to him and the sight she
made, on her knees with her mouth full of his cock, nearly made him come right
then and there. “Have you ever done this before, slave?”
    She shook her head slightly and Jarrod felt the pull on his
cock. “Your Master will want you to take him as deep as you can. You’ll get
used to it. For now do your best.”
    She nodded and began to move over his cock, sliding her wet
lips over his skin. Gods, it was amazing, the sensations that swept across his
body. He threaded his fingers through her silky hair and held onto her head,
guiding her rhythm, plunging a little deeper with each thrust.
    The pressure started building too fast. Jarrod pulled all
the way out before he was too close to stop. He wasn’t ready to come yet. He
planned to enjoy this slave in many other ways before he was done.
     
    Hanna looked up from where she knelt before Jarrod. He was
breathing heavily, but then so was she. His dark skin glistened with sweat and
his handsome cock was even darker. This was the closest she’d ever been to a
naked cock before. She was fascinated by it, by the bulging