Discipline

by Anderson, Marina

  Her whole body jerked at this second invasion, and the taper slipped a fraction. Hastily she clenched the cheeks of her bottom, but then she felt Carlos’s finger moving delicately around just inside the opening to her vagina, and her heart sank again. When he finally located her G-spot and started to press against it, the familiar hot, sweet pleasure began deep inside her belly and she grew frantic with fear.

  ‘No! Don’t do that to me, not now, please!’ she begged him.

  ‘Concentrate on the taper,’ he murmured, as he continued to caress the sensitive nerve endings. Gritting her teeth, Chloe did as she was told. ‘Good girl,’ he said soothingly. ‘Now grip my finger hard as well, but don’t let the taper drop.’

  In order to tighten her vaginal walls, Chloe had to move her belly inwards, and almost at once she felt the first contractions of an orgasm starting inside her. Crying out in protest, she struggled to quell the rising pressure but it was hopeless. Carlos’s finger was stimulating her with the most cruelly delicate touch and that, combined with the heavy pressure of the ivory taper against the walls of her rectum, resulted in an uncontrollable climax that rushed upwards through her from her toes to the top of her head, in a moment of pure ecstasy.

  When the blissful sensations finally died away, Chloe’s muscles went limp, and before she had time to realise what was happening, the tapered ivory stick had slipped out and fallen to the carpet.

  ‘The taper’s out,’ said Livia, satisfaction evident in her voice.

  ‘I’m sorry,’ whispered Chloe, but Carlos simply stared at her in silence. Then he grabbed her roughly by the arms, and propelled her across the room and on to the bed. He pushed her on to her back, and she winced as her wrists were trapped behind her.

  However, she didn’t have long to think about the discomfort in her wrists, because within seconds, Carlos was sitting astride the tops of her thighs and flicking at the tender skin of her stomach with the backs of his fingers.

  The blows stung, her flesh grew hot; and then, when he began to flick at her rapidly hardening nipples in the same way, she felt the first treacherous tendrils of desire start to snake through the pit of her belly again.

  ‘You want to come again, don’t you?’ demanded Carlos, who had been watching her closely.

  ‘Yes,’ she admitted, not daring to lie to him.

  ‘Then you must do better this time, otherwise you won’t get any satisfaction tonight. Do you understand?’

  She could have wept with the frustration and humiliation of it all, and felt the tears welling up behind her eyes, but Carlos ignored them. He simply pulled her off the bed, bundled her back on to the footstool and inserted the ivory taper once more.

  As soon as it was deep inside her, he called Livia over and she knelt at Chloe’s feet. This time she was the one who opened her up, only where Carlos had used his finger, Livia used her skilled tongue. She licked and nibbled at Chloe’s frantic flesh, drawing her clitoris into her mouth and sucking lightly on it before letting her tongue sweep up and down the moist channel of flesh between her inner lips.

  All the time Livia was working on her, Chloe could feel her body swelling, her nipples hardening and the hot pulse of an impending orgasm throbbing behind her clitoris. She tried desperately to divert herself from all the exquisite sensations that were building up in her. Frantically she concentrated on keeping the taper in place, on clenching her buttocks and ignoring all the other signals that her straining body was sending her.

  When she felt her muscles drawing inwards in preparation for a climax, she deliberately made most of her body go limp, so that all her energy was directed at keeping the cruelly slippery taper inside her, and for a brief moment she thought that she’d truly learnt to discipline herself.

  Livia, however, was determined not to let Chloe triumph. Realising that the other girl’s orgasm was starting to recede, she opened her up even more and then lightly drew the pointed tip of her tongue across the opening of Chloe’s urethra.

  For Chloe, momentarily relaxed and off guard, the sudden streak of piercing pleasure that seared through her was fatal. With a cry of anguish she felt her tormented body begin to spasm with a sharply intense sensation that was almost too much for the already overstretched nerve endings to tolerate. Suddenly she felt herself coming in wave after wave of violent shudders that left her screaming in helpless despair.

  ‘I’m sorry,’ she cried as Livia moved away and Carlos stood in front of her once more, the taper in his hand.

  ‘There’s no need to be sorry. The taper only fell out at the very end. You’ve made excellent progress. I don’t think you need it inside you again. I’ll take its place.’

  ‘But she failed!’ cried Livia.

  ‘She’s only a novice. We have to make allowances. You can go now, Livia. This final part of the discipline is a private affair.’

  As Livia slammed the bedroom door shut behind her, Carlos picked Chloe up and carried her over to the bed.

  CHAPTER

  16

  Aware that the Brazilian girl had gone, Chloe relaxed a little. The discipline that Carlos was teaching her was always hard, but whenever Livia was around it seemed almost impossible for her to satisfy the two of them.

  She lay on the bed, watching as Carlos quickly took off his clothes. His erection was rock hard, and he was breathing heavily as he approached her. Silently he knelt on the bed, with the lower half of his legs tucked beneath him, so that the backs of his thighs were resting against his calves.

  Once he was comfortable, he reached for Chloe, turning her over as he manoeuvred her into position. Then he pulled her down against him, until she could feel the end of his straining cock nudging between her buttocks.

  Realising what he intended to do, she made a small sound of protest. She wasn’t sure that she wanted any further stimulation inside her rectum. The walls were so thin, the nerve endings so sensitive that she was afraid it would be more than she could stand.

  ‘Relax,’ whispered Carlos. ‘You’ll enjoy this, I promise you. Be good; you’ve done very well so far, don’t spoil it for me now.’

  Chloe wanted to please him, and wanted to be pleasured herself, but it was impossible for her to relax completely. She felt Carlos’s hands tighten on her hips, and then he pulled her body sharply downwards, and as she felt him thrusting deep inside her second opening, she gave an involuntary cry of fear.

  He was so large inside her, filling her to capacity, and she began to move around, trying to ease the uncomfortable sensation of fullness. It worked, because as she moved, so the discomfort lessened, and instead darts of pleasure streaked through her. At the same time, Carlos reached round her and with his left hand began to massage her aching breasts, while his right hand moved between her thighs.

  Her body jerked as his fingers located her slippery clitoris and he began to stroke the surrounding flesh until she was squirming with delight. He tightened his grip on her left breast, pulling on the nipple and pinching it hard before slowly releasing it.

  A stab of pain streaked through her breast, but quickly died away as he then gently stroked the throbbing bud, and all the time his fingers were busy working between her thighs, teasing the swollen flesh with delicate, feather-light touches that made her clitoris grow hard and tight.

  Both of them were breathing rapidly now, their excitement rising. She felt Carlos’s tongue inside her ear and then he began to kiss the left side of her neck, occasionally biting at the tender flesh before licking at the abused spot with the tip of his tongue.

  Chloe was almost out of her mind with excitement. She could feel him growing even harder inside her back passage, and every time her body twisted and turned with delight his penis rubbed against the thin walls of her rectum, driving her into a frenzy of pleasure.

  ‘I want you to come now,’ he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.

  Chloe wanted to come as well. Her body was so tight that she felt she’d explode if she didn’t, but despite everything that h
e was doing to her, she remained balanced on the edge of her climax.

  ‘Hurry,’ he urged her, his hips starting to move.

  ‘I can’t come!’ she cried. ‘It’s so near, but …’

  Before she could finish explaining, Carlos had gripped her clitoris between his finger and thumb and began to squeeze it, gently at first but then with increasing pressure. The first fleeting seconds of rising pleasure quickly vanished, and Chloe started to squirm as they were replaced by a soft ache that swiftly mounted to an almost unbearably intense pain.

  ‘No!’ she shouted, as the pain spread through her belly and thighs, but still he continued to squeeze remorselessly on the tiny little bunch of nerve endings. He was still massaging her left breast, and thrusting gently inside her rectum, but all she was aware of was the red-hot pain lancing through the very centre of her being.

  Tears began to fill her eyes, but just at the moment that she started to sob, the sensation changed. The dark, painful heat became pleasurable, something that her body needed, craved for, and although she did cry, it was with delight.

  Carlos seemed to have reduced her to nothing more than a bunch of frantic nerve endings, all clamouring for satisfaction. Her body was rigid with sexual tension, every muscle tight and aching, every sinew stretched to breaking point as she hovered for a moment, poised at the point of no return.

  It didn’t seem possible, but as her overstimulated body prepared for the moment of release, Carlos forced himself even deeper inside her, and she screamed with ecstasy as an incredible mixture of pain and pleasure flooded through her. Immediately she began to spasm in helpless convulsions, while Carlos moved rhythmically in and out of her.

  As she wept and sobbed in a frenzy of emotion, twisting and turning uncontrollably, she felt his whole body tense. Gripping her breast even harder, he groaned with pleasure. Without thinking, Chloe tightened her sphincter muscles around his pulsating cock. She heard him gasp, and then he began to drive in and out of her even more fiercely, his arms almost crushing her body as he pulled her back against him, groaning loudly.

  Finally his hips jerked rapidly, and as he came, Carlos bit on the lobe of Chloe’s ear in an animal-like frenzy of passion. When he relaxed, Chloe slumped back against him. She was aware that while this dark, pain-filled pleasure had been something entirely new for her, Carlos had been highly aroused by her reactions. This knowledge made her realise that even when she seemed totally under his control, she had power over him as well.

  Lying in a tangled heap in the middle of the bed with Chloe, Carlos was surprised at how much he’d enjoyed their love-making. She’d accepted everything that he’d done almost without question, and he’d found her responses highly erotic. His resulting climax had been unusually intense, making him anxious to push her yet further in order to gain even more pleasure from her inherent sensuality.

  Her eyes were closed, and he studied her with interest. She still looked extremely young and innocent, not very different to how she’d looked when he’d first seen her as a novice nun in Brazil. She was different, of course, but so far he didn’t feel that he’d touched her soul, and he wanted to. He wanted to take her into the world where he lived, and corrupt her totally. He needed to see her struggle still more against the discipline he insisted on, and watch the confusion in her eyes as her body betrayed her. Before he met her, he’d been feeling jaded, but now he was refreshed, and there was still so much for her to learn.

  ‘Wake up,’ he said sharply, determined that she should never know how close she sometimes came to touching him emotionally as well as physically.

  Chloe’s eyes flew open with gratifying speed. ‘Did I fall asleep?’ she asked anxiously.

  ‘For a few seconds. I want to talk to you about a couple of things. First, the charity dinner. Did you get the extra tickets we need?’

  It was hard for her to focus on such mundane matters. ‘Yes, but it was difficult. They were all sold. Luckily—’

  ‘I don’t need the details. You definitely have all the tickets?’

  Chloe nodded. ‘Good. You enjoyed tonight, didn’t you?’

  Chloe hesitated. ‘Some of it,’ she admitted at last.

  ‘All of it,’ he said with a laugh. ‘It took you a little time, but that was to be expected. No, I think this kind of pleasuring suits you. Perhaps you should wear an anal plug on the night of the charity dinner. It will keep you aroused, so that you’re ready to climax whenever I want you to.’

  He saw her eyes widen as she took in the implications of what he was saying. ‘I can’t have orgasms at the dinner,’ she protested. ‘We’ll be at the top table, and besides—’

  ‘You’ll do whatever I want you to do on the night. This isn’t only a social occasion, Chloe. It’s another part of the discipline. That’s why I wanted you at my table, and why I need Mehrdad and Mike there. You respond quickly to them. It should be an interesting evening.’

  ‘If you say so,’ she murmured, lowering her head so that he couldn’t see the expression in her eyes. He nodded to himself. She would do whatever he ordered her to do, he was sure of it.

  ‘Your next test comes before that, though,’ he continued. ‘When I made you masturbate yourself tonight, it was to prepare you for the weekend.’

  Chloe looked up sharply, and her expression was wary. ‘What do you mean?’

  ‘You, Livia and I are going to Mehrdad and Fiona’s garden party. He always holds a summer party for charity. This year he’s decided to give the proceeds to yours. Isn’t that good news?’

  ‘I suppose so,’ she conceded.

  ‘He raises a lot of money, around twenty thousand pounds usually.’

  ‘That much?’

  ‘Yes, that much, which will make it all worth your while, I’m sure.’

  ‘What do you mean?’

  ‘I mean that you will be the main attraction. People will come and watch you pleasuring yourself in the marquee. Later, after you’ve had a rest, and providing you’ve performed satisfactorily, some of the more privileged guests will have their own chance to pleasure you. No doubt Mehrdad will lay down some ground rules, and work out how to decide the winner, but it should be interesting, don’t you think?’

  Chloe pulled herself upright, drawing away from him as she tried to clarify her thoughts, and he was amused by her need to physically distance herself from him in order to think coherently. It was a very satisfactory measure of the power that he now had over her mind.

  ‘I’m not going to do that,’ she said firmly, looking him directly in the eye as she spoke. ‘By tying it in with the charity you’re trying to make me feel guilty if I refuse, but I can’t do it just for money.’

  ‘It isn’t money for you,’ he said patiently. ‘I could understand your reluctance if it were, but it’s for a good cause.’

  ‘I think the fundraising committee would probably rather not have it,’ she retorted.

  ‘I don’t suppose for one moment that they would care how it was raised. In any case, it’s irrelevant. The money can go to another charity if that would make you happier. I wish you to go to the garden party and be the afternoon’s entertainment. Learning to lose your inhibitions in front of strangers is part of the discipline. All Mehrdad’s friends are like-minded. No one will be shocked.’

  ‘I can’t do it. I’m sorry, Carlos, but it’s impossible.’

  Reaching out, he stroked the side of her face in a gentle caress. ‘You can do anything you choose, you know that.’

  She looked close to tears again. ‘I can’t do this, I really can’t. I’m sorry, but you’re asking too much of me.’

  ‘I’m not asking you,’ said Carlos slowly, ‘I’m ordering you.’

  Chloe shook her head. ‘It doesn’t make any difference how you say it, I’m not going to do it, Carlos, and that’s the end of it.’

  He allowed himself to give a small sigh of apparent disappointment. ‘In that case, Livia will take your place. Luckily, she understands the way the discipline works. Ev
en now, after all this time with me, she would never dream of refusing such an instruction. I thought that you were a quick learner, but it seems I was wrong.’

  ‘Perhaps later on, when I’m more relaxed with people I don’t know,’ murmured Chloe.

  ‘There will be no “later on”,’ snapped Carlos.

  ‘What do you mean?’

  ‘I mean that the experiment is over. You had better start looking for somewhere else to live. It’s time for us to part company.’

  ‘But I don’t want to leave!’ wailed Chloe. Carlos felt a thrill of satisfaction run through him, which he was careful to conceal.

  ‘You have no choice. It’s a pity, because I think that your body has enjoyed much that we’ve done, but there it is. Perhaps you will meet someone else who can satisfy these new needs that I’ve aroused in you. I hope that’s the case.’

  Chloe’s eyes were bright with anger now. ‘No you don’t. You hope that I spend the rest of my life searching for someone who can give me the same kind of feelings that you do.’

  ‘It seems you have a very poor opinion of my character!’

  ‘Don’t laugh at me,’ she continued furiously. ‘You know perfectly well that I have to stay with you, that I need to go on with the discipline. How could I leave now? Especially after tonight.’

  ‘That’s your problem, not mine.’

  For a moment, Carlos still wasn’t certain that he’d judged the moment right, that she was going to give in, but then, as her shoulders slumped, he relaxed. He’d been right. She was addicted to his ways, desperate to learn more, and for this reason, if no other, she’d agree.

  ‘If I do it,’ she said slowly, ‘no one will know, will they?’