Lesson In The Library Pt. 2 - WLW

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As I wipe your tears, I can feel the heat radiating from your skin and the wetness of the salty tears on my hand. You are a picture of vulnerability and submission and I can't help but feel a sense of pride and dominance over you. I help you up and lead you over to the bookshelf where you begin to gather the books I have selected for your training.

I watch as you gather the heavy tomes, your legs shaking from the aftermath of the whipping. Now sit down on that stool. I point to a small stool placed in front of a large desk, the top of which is cluttered with more books and notes.

I can see the tension in your face as you sit down, your legs still spread apart and your thighs marked with the welts from the whip. Good, now let's begin your studying. I take my seat across from you and begin to flip through one of the thick books, my eyes never leaving your face.

I can see the fear and desire mixed with curiosity in your eyes and I know that this is exactly what you need. Notice this book here. This book is on the history of domination and submission, starting from ancient times all the way up to modern day practices.

It's essential that you understand the context and the reasons behind this way of life. I place the book in front of you, my hand lingering on yours for a moment before removing it. The heat from our quick touch still lingers on your skin and I can see the revelation in your eyes as you realize the true nature of our relationship.

Now start reading, let me know if you have any questions and I'll be here to guide you. You nod, taking the book in your hands and flipping through the pages, your eyes wide with curiosity and fear as to what you will learn. We spend the next several hours going through the book, answering your questions and helping you understand the history and the psychology behind domination and submission.

I can see your mind working, absorbing the information and applying it to your own experiences. Slowly I close the book and lean back in my chair, watching you intently. That's enough for today, you've done well my dear.

You look up at me, your eyes filled with gratitude and anticipation. You've truly opened up to me and I can see the trust and submission building between us. Now stand up and come over here.

I point to a spot on the floor in front of me and you rise, your legs shaking slightly from the exertion of sitting for so long and the lingering ache from the bruises developing as the welts fade. You step forward, your eyes locked on mine as you approach. Once you reach the designated spot, I signal for you to kneel before me.

Good girl. Now let's continue your training. With a nod, you kneel down, your thighs spreading apart and your hands resting on your lap.

You look up at me with a mixture of fear, desire and anticipation. Your vulnerability is intoxicating and empowering and I know that I will continue to mold you into the submissive that I know you can be. From this day forward, you will learn to submit completely to me.

You will do everything I say, no questions asked. Is that understood? You nod, your voice barely a whisper, yes Domina.

I can feel the adrenaline and desire coursing through my veins as I watch you kneel before me, completely at my mercy. I reach down and take your chin in my hand, lifting your face up to mine. You will learn to trust me completely.

You will learn to accept the pain as a necessary part of your growth. Is that understood? You nod again, your voice barely audible, yes Domina.

Good. Now close your eyes and imagine me taking control of every aspect of your life. Feel my hand on your skin, my breath in your ear, my voice in your mind.

Let it all in, let me shape you, let me break and build you up. Because I am your Domina and you are here to learn and to submit to my will. As you close your eyes and let the words wash over you, I can sense your mind opening up to the possibilities.

Just a heady feeling, knowing that I am the only one who will guide you through this journey. I am both proud and excited to see your transformation. That's it my dear.

Feel my power and your submission. Let go of your fears and embrace the pleasure that can come from pain. With that, I stand up and take a step back and raise the whip again.

There's a soft crack as it lands on your back, leaving a bright red line across your skin. You gasp, but your body doesn't move. Instead you focus on the sensation, the heat and the sting mingling with the pleasure that courses through you.

Good girl. Watch as you take the blow without flinching. You're doing so well.

Keep your eyes closed and let me continue your training. I want you to slide your fingers inside of you. Feel that wetness, that ache? That's your desire to give yourself completely to me.

You hesitate for a moment, but then you obey, sliding your fingers inside yourself. You feel the wetness and the ache, the desire to please me growing stronger with each passing second. That's it my dear.

Let me see how far you can take it. Slide your fingers deep inside. Fuck yourself as I mold your body with each strike.

I continue the whipping, the sound of the whip cracking against your skin, echoing through the room, the scent of your arousal filling the air, mingling with the scent of the leather yet again. You're doing so well. Just a little bit more and you'll be ready to come for me.

I bring the whip down one final time, leaving a massive welt on your back. You let out a small cry and your body's shaking. You let your fingers slip inside of yourself even more, feeling the familiar thrill of your own arousal.

Your body responding to my commands, your juices flow freely as your fingers delve deeper inside. The burning ache between your legs turns into an intense need to please me, to satisfy the desire that my presence has awoken within you. I can see the tension building.

The muscles in your thighs flexing as you fuck yourself. The whip continues to dance in my hand, each blow leaving a mark on your skin, each strike a reminder of my dominance over you. That's it, my good girl.

Let the pleasure consume you. Let the ache in your body turn into a burning need for release. You obey me, arching your back and moaning softly as you bring yourself closer to the edge.

Your body trembles, your breath quickens, and your muscles clench around your fingers. Be a good girl and come. Feel yourself twitch and pulse as the pleasure washes away the pain.

You cry out softly in pleasure, your body convulsing as your orgasm washes over you. Your body shakes and you let out a series of gasps and moans. Your eyes locked on mine as you ride out the intense wave of pleasure.

Your fingers slide in and out, matching the rhythm of your throbbing. That's right, my dear. Feel every last bit of the pleasure.

Give in to the desire that I've aroused in you. I see the mixture of relief and satisfaction in your face as you finally release, your body trembling and shaking. You weak on the floor, your fingers still inside of you.

Good girl. You did well. I walk over in front of you and help you up, my hand gently guiding you to stand.

Your body is still trembling, but the adrenaline and pleasure have left you invigorated. You've learned so much today, my dear, but there's still so much more to explore, so much more to learn. We will continue your training, and with each passing day, you will become stronger, more submissive to me, and more devoted than you've ever imagined.

You will become the perfect pet I know you can be. Your eyes meet mine, and I can see the determination and desire in them. You understand that this is just the beginning of a journey that will change you in ways you can't even imagine yet.

Yes, Domina, you whisper, your voice trembling. I take a step back and survey you, my gaze lingering on your body, the bruises and welts that mark your skin, the evidence of the transformation that has already taken place. Very good.

Dress yourself back up and join me for dinner. We will celebrate your first day of training.