Stepbrother: Part Three

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Chapter 3: Training

It was hard to get to sleep that night. I was too horny to think straight and Adam had forbidden me to masturbate. I kept tossing and turning, trying to get my mind on something else. There was actually a point at around 3 in the morning when I considered texting him for permission. I didn't want to seem desperate, even though I was, so I suffered through my horniness.

I went to work in the morning and didn't get a chance to see Adam. He was still sleeping when I left. I worked my eight hour shift at Starbucks. It was one of my more stressful days. There were two women who let a line build up behind them as they tried to figure out what they wanted. There was an old man who hit on me. There was a clumsy woman who spilled her coffee on me. And worst of all, I was still horny.

I spent the entire day thinking about Adam. His arms, his chest, his jawline, and his eyes – they all dominated my thoughts as thoroughly as he had dominated me. The anticipation for the night's festivities was killing me.

When I finally got home, he was waiting for me.

"Your mother and Charlie are gone," he said. "You have ten minutes to get ready for me. Go have a shower. I expect you to be in the living room, naked, and waiting for further instructions after your ten minutes are up."

I beamed at him. "Yes sir."

The shower was hot and quick. I dried myself off with a towel, but didn't wrap it around my body. Adam had told me to meet him naked and I was going to follow his orders.

I walked down the hall nude, my breasts swelling in anticipation. The cold air against my still wet nipples made them hard. It was a liberating feeling, to be able to walk around with no clothes on. But it wasn't my liberation that I craved, it was my submission.

With my head bowed down, I walked to the center of the living room. Adam had pushed the piano and the couches to the sides, so that there was a large empty space.

"Today is about your training," Adam said. "Do you know what I mean by 'training'?"

"I think so master," I said. I'd read plenty of erotica on the subject.

"What are you expecting?"

I bit my lip. I didn't want to say the wrong thing. "You'll make me suck your dick or something like that master… You know… As a way of expressing your dominance."

"Wrong," Adam said. "Completely wrong slave." He was shaking his head in disappointment.

I blushed. "Then what do you mean master?"

"Let me show you," he said coolly. "Spread your stance and separate your ankles." He walked up behind me and touched me softly on the small of my back. He traced figure eights with his fingertips. I shuddered softly as my skin pricked in goosebumps.

"Please master," I said.

"Firstly, note that I don't need to express my dominance over you," he laughed. Adam brought his hand down and spanked my ass. I yelped in pain but kept my stance and posture. "I already have my dominance over you. You are my slave and I am your master."

I nodded. His single spank had hurt and I didn't want to earn another.

"That's how it is. You can call me Adam when other people are around – your mother, for example, or my father – but in private quarters you will always refer to me as master. I don't take half measures. If you want to be my bedmate, then you have to be my slave."

"Yes master," I agreed. "I do want to be your bedmate."

"Exactly," Adam said. "I don't need to express my dominance over you because it is evident. Your mouth, your cunt, your asshole – they all belong to me. They are mine now. That is your new life. If you have a problem with that, then you can go back to your old boring and sexless life."

He held my chin and ran his thumb across my lower lip. "Is that what you want? To go back to the boring, sexless life you once lived?"

I shook my head, his hand still holding my chin. "No master."

"Now let me be clear. I enjoy hurting you." He grinned and flashed me a dangerous look. "I enjoy humiliating you. And I will do these things from time to time for my own pleasure. And you will suffer through it because I own you."

I nodded. He corrected my posture with his hands. My nipples grew hard to his gentle touch.

"But I will not hurt you or humiliate you beyond what you deserve. Do you understand that? If you do not do as I say, then I will have to punish you."

I nodded again as he slapped my ass. A whimper escaped me.

"Over the course of our relationship, I am going to test every boundary you have. And I am going to break every limit you've placed on yourself. You will be getting a new uniform shortly – one that consists of anal plugs, nipple clamps, ball gags, and a collar. Now tell me slave, are you excited about that?"

I was panicking. Every time he mentioned anal sex, my inner alarm started to ring. But I couldn't say no. "Yes master."

Adam took my hand and held out three fingers. "Now I've already fucked your mouth," he said, lowering my ring finger. "And just yesterday I fucked your cunt," he said, lowering my pointer finger. I began to squirm. I was only holding one finger up. "Today's the day I fuck your asshole."

"Yes master," I said, my chest heaving in deep frightened breaths. He took my finger and brought it to my mouth, pushing it inside.

"Get that finger nice and wet," he said as I sucked on it. "Because that's the finger you're going to use to warm up for me."

"Master," I pleaded. "I've never done it up there before. I don't know how."

Adam pulled out a bottle of lube. "You had never been cunt-fucked either until yesterday. And the directions are simple. I'm going to lube up your finger, and you're going to start fingering your asshole."

"But," I protested.

"No buts," he said, slapping my ass again. He grabbed my ass-cheeks and spread them apart. He poured lube down my ass-crack. It felt cold against my skin and I got goosebumps again.

Adam grabbed my hand and led it my my ass. "Stick the finger in," he ordered. "Or I'll wipe the lube off and go in dry."

"Yes master," I said. I pushed in and began to sodomize myself with my finger. The resistance was more than I would have imagined. There was a small amount of pain, but it was nothing compared to the humiliation I felt. I was standing naked with my own finger in my asshole as he leered at me, fully clothed.

He pulled out his phone. "Now I'm just going to take a few photos."

I had no way to argue. Part of me was even more turned on than before. I had to admit I was enjoying the abuse. "Yes master."

His phone clicked a few times before he put it back into his pocket. "You seem like you're getting into a good rhythm there slave," he said. "A slut like you would have no problem fingering her asshole while a man she just met a few days ago watches."

I moaned in response. He was right, I was starting to enjoy the sensation and the degradation.

"Stick a second finger in there," he ordered. "And use your other hand to touch your cunt. I can see from here that you're practically dripping."

"Yes sir," I said. I was eager to touch my clit, and thankful that he had given me permission. I have to admit, I was actually thankful he had given me permission to add a second finger into my asshole as well.

Grinning, he touched himself while watching me. First, he stroked his cock through his pants, but soon he undressed and began to lube up his cock in long, slow strokes. It throbbed in his hand as I bucked my hips into my own fingers.

I was audibly moaning. I had to concentrate to hear him. "Take your fingers out of your ass and lean over the coffee table."

I did so, pressing my naked breasts into the cold, firm wood.

"Now put your hands behind your back," he said. As I did so, he grabbed them and held them in place. He stood behind me, as I lay powerless over the coffee table with my ass towards him.

Despite me uneasiness towards being anally fucked, I arched my hips up towards him. I wanted to please my master.

He held his cock to my asshole. As he paused, I could feel his cock throbbing against me. I moved my hips back and forth, rubbing against him.

He entered me. I winced from the pain as he slid into my asshole, taking my final virginity from me. The first thrusts were soft and gentle as my asshole stretched to accompany his cock.

"You've got a tight little asshole, don't you slave?"

"Yes master," I whimpered as he continued to fuck me. He sped up, pushing more deeply into me with each stroke.

The table rocked as he held me in place. I heard his hips smack against my ass and knew that he was fully inside me. Pleasure radiated through me as he fucked me, harder and harder. The shame was overwhelming.

Knowing that my orgasm was approaching, I begged for Adam's permission to cum. "Please master, let me cum. It feels so good when you fuck my ass. Please let me cum."

"Admit that you're my slave," he said, continuing to ram his cock into my ass.

"I'm your slave. I'm your slut, your whore, I'm your anything and you're my everything. Please, do with me everything and anything that you want. Degrade me, fuck me, hurt me, do anything. But please master, let your little slave cum." I pleaded with him in the most submissive way I could. There was no way to restrain the lust from my voice.

He spat on my back, "you have permission to cum, you fucking slut." He crudely squeezed my ass, while still keeping my hands bound behind my back with his free hand.

"Thank… you…. master…" I moaned. Each word was punctuated with a thrust as he abused my asshole. His cock throbbed inside me as I started to cum. My asshole clenched on his cock, as the pleasure overcame me.

My muscles tensed, but Adam kept me still as he continued to fuck me. Soon he came as well, flooding my asshole with semen. His juices pumped inside me with each stroke as he pushed himself in.

We collapsed onto the coffee table together. Both covered in sweat, both reeling from our orgasms, and both panting from exertion. And I think, even then, both a little in love.

"Tomorrow," he started, pulling his cock out of me. "Tomorrow we'll get you your uniform."

"Yes master," I said, beaming. "Your slave would like that very much."

To be continued…

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