Waiting Pet, Part 4: Training [Mf] [fsub]

Emily had freaked out a bit when she figured out what had happened. When she realized it was his cum slowly leaking out of her pussy. She wasn’t ready to get pregnant! She had nearly pushed him off her, or tried as he kept her pinned down against the table. Bent over with him still inside her. He held her there, whispered in her ear, teased her. She felt powerless but he was calm about it, rational. It took a few minutes but he was able to calm her down and he promised to get her plan b in the morning.

With her finally calm, he had let her up before grabbing his own clothes and guiding her to his bed. Emily had cuddled close to him, still naked, as he put something on netflix. He was dressed again and seemed satisfied. They watched until they both fell asleep.

The next morning, she woke to his scent. To the feel of his body against hers. It sent a thrill through her as she felt his hands already exploring her. One hand between her legs, the other teasing a breast and rolling her nipple.

It didn’t take long before his experienced fingers had her breathless and writhing against him, until she couldn’t take it and finally found her voice. “Fuck me.” She paused, remembering how much he had liked when she begged last night. “Please, I need it.” Another pause, “Sir.” Her cheeks burned but her tummy fluttered.

He laughed quietly at the need in her voice but his fingers slowed, “Such a needy little slut I found.” His hand gave her nipple a sharp pinch that caused her to gasp and his other moved to her hip, “Roll onto your stomach and I’ll give you what you *need*.” Despite the teasing tone, his voice was commanding.

Emily was already squirming as she shifted onto her stomach, he had such an animalistic influence on her. She had never needed to be touched like this before him. The need didn’t make her any less embarrassed or any less unsure about the position she was in or the way he spoke to her.

He placed two fingers against her lips, without thinking her tongue darted out and licked at them. Immediately she realized those fingers had been between her legs. She could smell her excitement, taste it. Musky, tangy, and sweet. She wrinkled her nose but didn’t stop. She licked them clean. Took them between her lips like she had done with his cock. His fingers moved in and out, like they were fucking her mouth and she kept her lips wrapped tightly around them, let her tongue tease at them as she waited, hoped, he would fuck her soon.

His voice interrupted her thoughts, “Spread your legs.”

She did. Her mouth still eagerly ‘pleasing’ his fingers.

“Lift your hips.” Emily imagined he sounded proud of her eager compliance.

Again, she did as he said and he quickly pushed a pillow under her, propping her ass up. He pulled his fingers out of her mouth and Emily felt the bed shift as he moved to kneel behind her, his knees between hers. Her hips shook in anticipation, presenting her wet pussy just a little more as she heard his clothes coming off.

**Smack!** Emily let out a surprised squeak as one hand came down on her ass. She squirmed at the sudden stinging but soon it just faded into the excited way her whole body seemed to be tingling. His hand stayed on her ass, squeezed it and then his fingers trailed to between her little cheeks and she lifted her hips more, trying to guide his fingers to her aching sex. He stopped short. He paused with one finger against her other hole.

Emily let out a gasp as his finger, slick with her own saliva, started to push against her tight asshole. The tip already starting to force its way inside her.

Before she could protest he spoke. His voice less teasing than before, almost intimidating, “You already told me you *need* fucked. How about here?”

His finger pushed more firmly and Emily felt a moment of panic. “N-not there!”

**Smack!!** She gasped as his other hand came down on her ass. “That’s not how sluts ask for things.”

He hadn’t held back, her eyes watered from the stinging pain as she scrambled to find her voice again. She was breathless when she did, “P-please, not there.” She paused, he didn’t respond right away, “…Sir.”

He didn’t stop though, Emily let out a soft whine as his finger slipped in deeper. Stretching her little hole almost painfully. He had touched her there before but always in the heat of sex. Emily had always been too lost to the feeling of his cock inside her to say anything but this… This was different. She squirmed but made no move to stop him or pull away.

He finally spoke up. His voice was stern, “Then where does my slut want to be fucked? Say it.”

Emily blushed as he talked to her like that, as his finger slowly forced itself deeper inside her ass. “My p-pussy, Sir. Please. I need it.”

She lifted her hips off the pillow, showing off how wet she was. His finger sunk in deeper and her pussy twitched. He stretched her little ass more more and left her gripping the sheets. It felt weird. It didn’t hurt but there was a weird pressure. A fullness. It made her uncomfortable but she wasn’t going to stop him.

He didn’t respond right away. His finger just kept teasing her, sliding back and then in deeper until Emily felt his knuckles against her little ass. His thumb brushed across her wet pussy. Parting the slicked down hair. Teasing her wet lips, rubbing against her entrance that wanted to be filled. Emily moaned quietly at the soft touch. That was all she needed. All she wanted Her hips rocked back against his hand.

He stayed silent for long minutes, just teasing her. Finger fucking her little pucker and teasing her little pussy with his thumb each time he sunk deep inside her other hole. Emily opened her mouth to beg, to complain, to say anything several times but each was met with a hard spank that left her breathless and made the words disappear. It didn’t take her long to figure it out and finally, she just laid there, gasping and quivering in need and excitement. Not offering complaint.

Almost without warning, he stopped and finally spoke. “I’m not going to fuck you.”

Emily’s stomach sank. She let out a whine and started to speak. **Smack!** Her words were cut off with a gasp of pain.

He acted like she hadn’t almost said something, “You’re going to shave this.” He gave a sharp tug to a few of the wispy hairs that surrounded her sex, “I don’t care if you have a trimmed bush but the sides are going to be smooth if you want to be fucked again. Understand?”

Emily’s face was bright red. She felt ashamed that he didn’t like part of her body. She knew most girls shaved there but she never had… She had always felt it was weird. She was also embarrassed by the command to shave it. To do something so private at the demand of someone else. But she knew she would do it. There was no question she would. “Understood.”

**Smack!** His hand came down on her ass again and she whined. “You know how you’re supposed to respond by now.”

Emily couldn’t find her voice fast enough. Her cheeks were burning in humiliation but she had never been hornier. Never felt such an overwhelming physical need to be taken. To please him. “S-sorry! I understand, Sir.”

“Good girl.” His pleased voice sent a happy shiver through Emily. Made her want to please him even more. She had never needed someone’s approval so badly.

Emily found herself leaving shortly after that. Another sticky load of cum across her face and in her hair but dressed again. She was left feeling disappointed and almost rejected but never more turned on. Emily wasn’t sure why he hadn’t fucked her but assumed it was because she had refused him. Refused to let him fuck her in the ass. He hadn’t forced her into it but he had left her wanting more.

Emily was unable to focus the rest of the day but she had run to the pharmacy on the way back to her dorm and had gone to take a shower almost immediately. She had shaved herself smooth between her legs like he wanted.

Emily had been so tempted to touch herself in the shower. To give herself some relief from the teasing this morning but he had made her promise before leaving that she wouldn’t masturbate. Wouldn’t orgasm until she was with him again… Emily already wasn’t sure if she would be able to make it.

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