(This story takes place immediately after the last one. I had a little trouble deciding what category to put this in: Erotic Couplings or BDSM. I settled on Erotic Couplings partly because I want to keep all my stories in the same category, and partly because it's not about bondage or technically sado/masochism. It's about a consenting girl willing to be the submissive to my dominant. Anyway, hope you enjoy!)
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Kelci and I had been dating for about a month. She had just opened herself up to me sexually, and had agreed to be my submissive. She agreed to be in a servant role, as long as things didn't get too out of hand. I knew I wouldn't let things go that far. I loved her. I owned her. And I wasn't about to hurt her. But she needed to be trained. So, a couple of days later, I taught her. We had just gotten back from a date. I took her to the bedroom and told her to undress. She complied silently. I told her to stand still. She stood. So far, things were going well.
I gazed at Kelci's naked body. Her head was bowed submissively, her long, wavy brown hair cascading down her shoulders. I brushed some away from her, exposing her small but perky breasts. I traced the curve of her breast with my finger. She shuddered as I touched her.
"Kneel." I ordered. Slowly, she got down on her knees. I circled her like a vulture, tracing lines across her with my finger. I could hear her whimpering each time my finger slid across her skin. She was so beautiful; I could feel my cock pressing against my pants.
"You will address me as Master." I told her. "When I ask you something, you will reply with 'Yes, Master' or 'No, Master.' You may speak to me freely, but I expect to be obeyed. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master." She replied.