“Do you want to show me your pussy Sisi?”
“Yes sir!” She cooed.
“Good girl,” he said. “So ask me then. Take some pride.”
She stood in front of him, a hand covering her wet folds, waves of giddy happiness washing over her.
“Do you want to see my pussy?” she asked, her voice high pitched, and sounding unlike hers.
She had an overwhelming desire to share her excitement with him, as well as a desperate, suffocating hope that he liked what he saw.
“Yes I would. So show me.”
“Look at my pussy!” she yelled, whipping her hand away.
She stood proudly in front of him, revealing her glistening pink sex, feeling drunk with lust.
“Good girl,” said Jake, gazing between her legs. “But I think I know what this needs, don’t you?”
“Cock!” she heard herself shout.
“That’s right,” he said, standing up and carefully unzipping his flies.
The sound of his zip almost made her cry out with excitement. She stared helplessly at his crotch, gasping at the size of his semi erect member hanging down his thigh. Even when flaccid he was thicker, and longer than most of the erect partners she’d ever been with.
“Suck,” he ordered.
She collapsed to her knees, making whimpering noises as she carefully took him in her hands and into her mouth. She moaned as she felt him harden in her mouth.
“That’s a good toy,” he said, placing his hand on the back of her head to guide her up and down.
Another wave of ecstasy flooded through her as she felt his size stretching her lips wide. Without warning he grabbed a fistful of hair and wrenched her head back.
“Look at it!” he shouted. “Look at it!”
Her mouth hung open as her eyes fixed on the bulging purple tip of his member, never before having seen such a magnificent cock.
“Will it fit?” he asked.
She looked up at him dumbly.
“Will this fit in your fuckhole?” he shouted, his anger raising, “and fucking smile you stupid toy!”
He gave her cheek a quick slap for good measure, and she snapped back into an exaggerated smile. She looked down at her fuckhole, suddenly struck by how insignificant it appeared in comparison to his thick, throbbing size, and felt a surge of shame. It hardly seemed appropriate to offer such a pathetic slit to pleasure him, and she felt a desperate need to apologise.
“It’ll fit!” she said, giving him an eager nod, “and I’m so sorry!”
He looked at her.
“Sorry for what?”
“My pathetic fuckhole! You’re so wonderfully big. You deserve better!”
And she meant it. She felt acutely aware that she didn’t deserve him.
“It does look like a tight little slit. But if I don’t fit then I’ll just use force.”
“Yes sir!” she said, relief washing over her.
“On the floor. Lie back.”
She lay back on the carpeted floor, her whole body pulsating with excitement at the chance of pleasing him like a proper sex toy.
“Lips open,” he ordered.
She eagerly prized the lips of her wet hole apart and looked at him, grinning inanely. He knelt between her legs, and gripping the base of his manhood with one hand, he pressed the bulging nub of his cock against her. She gave a shriek of excitement, her whole body feeling on the edge of some sort of explosion, control slipping away with each passing second. She gasped as he slowly entered her, stretching her in a way she wasn’t used to. Inch by inch he eased in, taking his time – in full control. Her mind went blank as he slid in further, and all she could do was helplessly moan and flop under him.
He paused and looked at her. She grinned back, a desperate desire to please, the only thought she was capable of having.
“What do you say?”
“Thank you sir!” she replied, annoyed at herself for forgetting.
“I shouldn’t need to remind you,” he said, giving her a quick slap to her cheek.
“I’m so sorry sir!” she said, again feeling a sharp sense of inadequacy.
“You are such a tight little bitch,” he muttered, as he slid in further.
“I’m sorry sir!” she cried, her high pitched voice sounding especially ridiculous compared to his calmness.
Whether it was due to overwhelming excitement, or a reaction to his size, her pussy was beginning to spasm. Her walls were contracting involuntarily and squeezing his thick manhood in a tight grip.
“Let’s sort this tightness out,” he said, as he jerked his hips back and forward, violently thrusting himself into her.
She cried out, making every effort to disguise her discomfort as cries of pleasure, her smile still fixed in place. Waves of pleasure and pain coursed through her body, filling her mind with thoughts of pure, wanton lust.
“Almost fully in,” he grunted, as he angrily thrust his hips down into her.
She couldn’t believe that he wasn’t completely inside her. There was surely no way she could take more? But still she willed him onwards, desperately hoping that she could give him the pleasure he needed.
With another grunt of exertion he burrowed the last inch of himself into her, as she gave a loud wail of pain mixed with pure lust.
“Let’s see how good a sex toy Sisi really is,” he growled, lifting his hips and driving himself forward again.
She tipped her head back and squealed, every fibre in her body focused on pleasing him, giving him the pleasure he deserved in a way that Sarah never could.
“Thank you… sir!” she managed, as violently thrust himself in and out of her, as if she were nothing more than a rag doll.
Her wetness and his use of force had overcome her tightness, and his pace was already fast. She could feel her excitement building, as he pounded her, angrily using her for pleasure.
His face contorted into a tight mask of concentration, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, as he gripped under her buttocks and pushed himself even deeper.
“That’s a good fucking slut,” he growled. “You’re a good little toy Sisi.”
And then it happened. An explosion began in her stomach and ricocheted through her whole body, turning her mind to a bright white void where a grinning Sisi remained in Sarah’s absence. She screamed and shook as Jake continued to enjoy her body.
“Calm down bitch,” he said, as he angrily built to his own climax, his thick cock sliding in and out of her wetness with increasing speed.
He unexpectedly pulled out of her, and knelt between her legs, pointing his enormous cock at her face, like some kind of weapon. Sisi was still smiling as a jet of cum was sprayed directly at her face. She closed her eyes just in time for the second blast, as a string of cum splashed from her forehead down to her stomach.
“Open your eyes,” he ordered.
She did as she was told to see another white arc splash over her breasts and stomach. He continued to yank at his cock, emptying himself until her whole chest glistened with his cum.
They gazed at each other in silence, his lust now sated and replaced by an understanding that he’d seen part of her that she’d never shown before.
“What a good girl you are Sisi, what a good little sex toy.”
She smiled back in response. She had pleased him, and in doing so she had found part of herself she wasn’t sure existed. She felt warm, glowing surge of gratitude towards him, and wanted to thank him, for finding Sisi, the obedient, smiling sex toy.
Sarah liked Sisi. She was glad she’d found her.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i1sby8/sarahs_sex_toy_training_final_part_5