The Training of Sarah - Part IV

Author's note: Parts I through III should be read first...

When the six boys had finished fucking her, Monique came to Sarah’s side and ran her nails down her neck and spine. “Good girl my little pet, the audience is enjoying your performance. And now I want you to thank Alexander.” At that, Monique called for a large ring gag to replace the ball that held her jaws so wide apart. Sarah’s heart raced as she wondered what would come next, but as the muscled black slave moved in front of her, she knew what was in store. With the ring now firmly in place and Sarah’s mouth completely defenseless, Monique grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Start fucking her throat Alexander, and don’t stop until you fill her with semen.”

Alexander’s erection was long and thick, and its black skin glistened in the light. Sarah panicked as it slid in to her mouth and he pushed down her throat. She fought the gag reflex at the back of her mouth and held her breath as it cut off her air supply. Steadily he pushed his shaft forward until her lips were touching the skin of his belly, and then he pulled out, and then in again, and out. Sarah could tell he was very aroused by the hardness of his cock and the copious amounts of precum that were flowing from his engorged head.

“My, my, what a good little cock sucker she is”, Monique observed. “Richard has trained her well. Let’s see if we can provide her with a little discomfort Alexander. Push all the way in and then stop. I want to see how long the little bitch can go without air.” Thrusting in as deep as he could go, the large slave obediently stopped. The audience watched in silence as Sarah soon started to struggle for air. Tears were flowing from her eyes and the bells on her nipple clips were jingling as she jerked in her restraints.

Alexander was watching his Mistress and waiting for the order to withdraw his erection. “Hold still Alexander, don’t move until I tell you, just a few seconds more”, directed Monique as she watched her agonized victim writhe on the frame. Finally, and when it seemed like Sarah would pass out, Monique gave the order for Alexander to pull his penis from her throat. “Give her a few seconds and then keep fucking her“, Monique ordered, “and fuck her hard.”

Sarah gasped for air when Alexander pulled out but the relief did not last long. As instructed, he continued pumping in and out of her throat, making her strain to pull in as much air as possible with each thrust. As he neared orgasm he quickened his pace. And then, holding Sarah’s head firmly with both hands, he exploded in a powerful orgasm, pumping streams of semen deep in to her mouth and throat.

As Alexander withdrew and disappeared from view, Sarah could feel semen dripping from her cunt and mouth. Her neck was sore from keeping her head up. An attendant took out the ring gag and removed the nipple clips and bells from her nipples.

“Excellent Sarah, and now the only thing that remains is to prepare you for tomorrow, to make your nerves tender and sensitive for the caning that I have so mercifully withheld from you today. One of the attendants is going to use a belt on you until your ass is black and blue. Are you ready Sarah? Head up, look at the faces of my guests Sarah, and count out each of the twenty strokes.”

At Monique's nod the strokes began. With each one a loud "thwack" filled the room. The pain was intense as the attendant worked the tip of the leather belt over her buttocks and upper thighs making a bright red welt with each hit. She counted out as ordered; one... two... three... and so on. After seven hits of the belt she was in tears and hardly able to speak but she continued as directed, all the way to twenty, when finally, it was over. At Alexander's direction, the attendants now undid the restraints that had held her in such a helpless position and a female attendant then escorted Sarah out of the room and back to her quarters...

To be continued...