The Erotic Adventures of Mandy Love: Chapter 5: Mandy trains Jenny During Spring Break.

The Erotic Adventures of Mandy Love: Chapter 5: Mandy trains Jenny During Spring Break.

Disclosure: The following erotic story contains descriptions of explicit fictional and nonfictional sexual content The likes of which may stimulate some and offend others so anyone not interested in reading such content or would be offended by it should stop reading and quit this page immediately. Any and all acts described in this story are either fictional or were between consenting adults of legal age to consent in all jurisdictions in which no acts described violated any applicable laws.

Mandy’s adventures continue her Sophomore year at Vixen College during Spring Break with one of her new T Girl friends Jenny.

The light shining through the skylight  of the luxurious Air BnB in South Beach Miami bathed the back of Jenny’s head like a natural spotlight on the salacious scene. It was as if she was backlit, with her golden hair glowing around her beautiful face. A perfect way to start out Spring Break: Champagne, cool music, and Jenny about to show me how her training was going. 

 As she slowly danced above me, hips rolling in a set of erotic, grinding moves. The light cascaded around her like a  waterfall of glowing illumination cascading down upon her smooth skin and erect nipples. Jenny’s dancing was all the more impressive wearing her 5 inch stiletto heels as she stood on the plush bed which was less than ideal for erotic dancing. My voice broke the heavenly moment and Jenny snapped back into the scene.

 â€œCome on baby, you’re ready for this, you got this. ” I urged, my hands softly stroking Jenny’s smooth slender thighs. I began caressing and squeezing Jenny’s thighs, coaxing, pulling her down out of her dancing position.

I laid on my back, looking up at the delicious lipstick T Girl sister, my girlfriend, at least for Spring Break. Jenny looked over her shoulder to locate and grab my steely hard lubricated clit so she could guide the thick tip between her tight, muscular, firm, smooth  cheeks TO get my clit head to KISS HER anal STAR.

Jenny brought her 5 inch stilettos  just to either side of my hips, barely missing impaling me with the sharp steel shafts of the heels when she finished her erotic dance .  She began  to engage in something of a cork screw hip movement as she flexed her quads and lowered herself on me. Jenny let out a little gasp and bit her lip as the familiar sensations of my clit resting at the entrance to her T Girl love tunnel flowed throughout her body.  Slow and steady, Jenny dropped lower and lower until both her hands were resting on my flat, trim stomach TO BALANCE. Jenny’s knees were just about pointing straight up as she wobbled a little on her stilettos, firm, flexed ass cheeks inching lower and lower.

Jenny arched her back as my clit head finally kissed her star and pushed farther., feeling my clit head penetrate her, and then reveling in the feeling of each veined inch after lubricated inch slid inside her . Jenny experienced sparks of pleasure rippling through her  as she moaned, but they were sparks that she knew she had to suppress as her expert love tunnel began to relax an open up for me. .

Ready and practiced as Pink Rose Girl Jenny  was after so many training sessions with me, now a White Rose in training Girl, it only took a few long moments for my impressive length to vanish inside her slender body, wrapped in the intimate heat of her ass where it belonged, Jenny’s own clit, not unimpressive in size, dangling from her crotch, tracing random patterns on my flat tummy, completely soft.

There, -there, good girl Jenny, now come on, start bouncing like a good girl… And don’t you dare get hard yet…” I cooed, squeezing her thighs, reaching around to cup her ass cheeks to coax her into motion,  as I settled back on the plush bed pillows on the king sized bed in the master suite of the high rise condo building on Collins Avenue.

Looking up at Jenny ’s flushed features, my icy, piercing light brown and green eyes studied her. I had spent some time preparing for our first Spring Break session. My makeup was a bit heavier than usual, but I wanted to set the dominating tone of our first session while on holiday. I had applied flawless mascara to elongate my lashes, extending them beyond the corner of my sensuously shaped almond eyes, and had applied stunning, dark, and mysterious eyeliner all around my eyes.  My eye shadow was light purple and mysterious, a bit more so than usual.  Soft, silky brunette hair flowed around my head as I gazed up at my girl.

Jenny tilted her head back and squeezed my deeply buried clit with her anal star, eliciting a moan from me as she moved to comply with my orders, raising herself up before letting her self-drop once more down the entire length of my massive 10 inch clit.  Jenny felt every inch of my glorious clit, every thick vein, every ridge along its shaft, and the helmet of my clit head, oh that clit head. It could always make her cum when I focused its attention on Jenny’s love gland deep in her ass, but that all was for later.

Jenny’s mind  began wandering for a moment as she began to ride my beautiful T Girl clit, bottoming out each time, making sure to squeeze her anal ring as she lifted off me to make it tighter for me, trying to think of something else to keep herself soft, just how she had gotten herself into this particular submissive role play with me. 

Flashback.

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Earlier that Spring Semester after achieving White Rose Girl in Training Status from Coach givens at Vixen College, I was having coffee with a new Pink Rose Girl, Jenny,  I had just met.  A gift, of sorts, from Coach Givens who had initiated Jenny into the Rose Girl Community. What I would have given to watch Sandra Givens coax beautiful Jenny into the life of a submissive fuck toy for the higher level lesbian Rose Community members.

“Don’t you think it’s hot?” I enthused during our first conversation over coffee, “To be fucking a totally submissive T Girl sister, being in control, all the while forcing the submissive T Girl to stay soft the entire session, to show how much she loves her Mistress, how much she wants her Mistress to know how submissive she really is?” I was speaking in hushed tones as we were in public at the popular café on campus.

Jenny had shaken her head, “I really don’t see how that’s sexy…” Jenny actually felt a tingle in her tucked clit when I mentioned it, but could not show any interest, not yet. I had a reputation. 

Ever since my gang bang in the dorm library last year when I exceeded all the expectations of the girls who had thought they would break me, I was the envy of all the girls in the Rose Community. I was quite versatile, switching between submissive fuck toy myself  for higher level White Rose girls, to a very powerful dominatrix T Girl Mistress when with Pink and Red Rose Girls. With Jenny, however, I wanted to further develop my extreme dominatrix persona.  I loved the idea of experiencing Jenny letting go of control, falling into my submissive web of power.  Molding her. Shaping her into my perfect erotic sex toy.  I was squirming in my seat at the cafe thinking about what I wanted to do with this beautiful young girl.

We agreed that she would come over to my high rise condo near campus the following Friday night, just to get to know each other. During our initial sex session, Jenny never knew how wild things would get, but always wanted to be a good T Girl for me.  There were only a handful of T Girls in the Rose Community, and I was eager to meet them all. Jenny was a first year, fresh off the farm, so to speak. She was from Nebraska, but you would not know it based on her sophisticated way  of speaking, her charm, and her beauty. Classic, super model look with high cheek bones, almond shaped eyes, styled, long, flowing silky smooth blonde hair, soft, pale blue eyes, long, muscular legs, and small, but perky breasts with nipples which, when aroused, extended from her areolas by almost ¾ of an inch. How I would come to love to nibble on those nipples. Her ass was high and tight and she had an athlete’s body, svelte and muscular, tiny waist and flat tummy.   I loved that she was my same height  so that our lips were always near each other, and was  as elegant as a gazelle in stilettos.

That Friday night, I was a bit more nervous than usual for a first session with a Pink Rose Girl. This was not to be a masturbation session  just using a young girl’s body. 

This was to be a seduction. 

When I heard the knock on the door of my luxury condominium, I realize that my instructions to the security desk personnel had been followed perfectly. They were to let up Jenny, but not inform me so that I would be surprised at her exact time of arrival., My heart jumped.   I took another long pull on my glass of champagne, and slowly opened the door not knowing what to expect, exactly.

Jenny, was a real beauty, one of those with natural long blonde, thick, hair, skin so smooth all over that later, my tongue would find no hair anywhere on her body, very fit, thin, but muscular with amazing definition in her arms and legs. With her 5 inch stilettos she was over 6 feet tall, but probably only 140 pounds of pure petite muscle., about my same height, even in my 5 inch heels. It was electric when I opened my door to gaze upon her beautiful, demure face. Those blue eyes, framed with perfectly shaped eyebrows, amazing cat eye make-up with dark eye liner, She waited, patiently, like a good submissive, and then I let her into the foyer to examine her. I took her full length Winter coat and marveled at what was underneath. I moved closer to greet her with a hug. She smelled heavenly in her sweet, wicked scent, and when I broke the tender embrace, she refocused on my eyes, leaned in and poised her lips just an inch from mine. She was already testing me, to see if my dominatrix persona was in full effect. 

My lips touched hers so lightly, so gently, I could feel my lips pull on her lipstick ladened, full, lips as I slowly parted mine, dragging hers open as I extended the tip of my tongue into her warm, wet, peppermint laced mouth. To feel her tongue, move against mine. To allow our passion to play out a wet, delicious dance, being oh, so careful not to mess up lipstick, was so intoxicating. I almost lost it right there.  

Several glasses of champagne later, Jenny understood what was to be expected. She so adored me in my Mistress Mandy  persona, and I told her that if she would do anything for me during our first session, I would make sure that she experienced an explosive climax at the end.  I ended up coaxing out of her one, maybe two mind bending orgasms that evening. 

As our training sessions progressed, her climaxes seemed to increase with intensity each time we got together. However, I was quite demanding. I had read about a tantric technique and was practicing it on Jenny. 

The idea was for her to engage in all sorts of sexual pleasing behavior for me, deep kissing make out sessions, sucking my clit, suckling my nipples, letting me drill her anal star, letting me nibble on her nipples, even her clit, but she was never to get hard until I gave her the command to let go of her control and engorge. I never used a gaff with her, nor a clit cage. She was to be free and unfettered, just controlling her clit engorgement with her mind. This type of mental conditioning amused me, frustrated Jenny, but it always lead to huge orgasms for her so she really could not complain with my results.

In the beginning, Jenny was so confused. If she was required to stay soft, how would it work. To control her arousal  which would normally flood her clit with hot blood to engorge it to its large proportions right from the beginning. She thought it was natural to get hard immediately when in an erotic mood and it took some training to work her into the tantric technique of staying soft  until my command, all the while engaging in sensuous sex acts. 

That first night, as we sipped champagne before things got started, I began the mental conditioning. I looked directly into her eyes with that icy, piercing stare of mine when she initially hesitated  about pursuing the tantric technique.

 â€œOh come on Jenny … Like… It’s like the pleasure isn’t mutual in the end, it makes it all about me, and we both know how much you will enjoy being my little submissive toy. It’s like, you’re so into pleasing me that you forgo your own pleasure and it’s that that I get off on! Knowing you want to worship me, please me, your one and only Mistress., You know that my pleasure always will come first, and you will love that. You will cherish the tension build up. You will love trying to think of how I will please you in the end, but your true pleasure will be just in satisfying me. You know that.”

 â€œMmm…” Jenny sounded out, non-committal as she looked ahead, “Alright I can kind of maybe sort of see where you’re coming from… But I don’t know, know?” Jenny was really acting now as she had always wanted to be a totally submissive T Girl, devoting herself entirely to the pleasure of a dominating T Girl Mistress, but she had never found one willing to play the part. Jenny now may have found one, but she wanted to appear to be a little hesitant, not too eager, especially ever since she found out about my reputation for being a very sensitive, but very demanding Mistress with Pink Rose Girls.  

I sipped my champagne for a moment in quiet contemplation before lightly stroking the inside of Jenny’s arm, drawing her attention, “Alright… I’ll sweeten the reward?”

I had learned from Coach Givens that ever since Jenny had arrived on campus, she had a secret desire, and I knew what it was.

Jenny looked at me curiously, waiting for me to continue, “…You do this for me and we succeed, somehow, succeed by keeping yourself soft the entire session, and then we will go to the piercing store and get your nipples pierced, just like I know you have always wanted, so that when I desire, I can chain you up by your nipples, ride you from behind and tug at the silver chain reigns I will buy for you to control you as I ride you deeply. Maybe I will just put the chain in that beautiful mouth of yours while I am doing you from behind so that your nipples tug on the chain in your mouth. Would you like that?” 

Jenny was now in a full on trance thinking about what I was saying, wishing it were true, wishing that they were in bed right now, Jenny on all fours, head bowed, all chained up, her nipples tugging against the chain clenched in her mouth, and the oh, so, sweet pain in her nipples with the rings tugging on her long nubs, pulling them forward as I drilled her anal star from behind, begging through clinched teeth to have my monster clit explore every deep crevasse of her tight anal love tunnel.

Jenny blinked and slowed down her motion a little, looking across at me, sipping from her champagne flute, with an incredulous look, “Really? You would allow me to do that. This means that much to you, and how did you know?” Jenny had thought that I had been on the fence about allowing my girls to get any kind of piercings. That I would consider the option pushed her over the edge. Jenny found  my willingness to roll play with her to be really attractive, especially if I would play with chains threaded through nipple rings pierced through her nipples.  I watched her exposed chest flush with excitement. She was truly getting aroused.

I just stared at Jenny without saying anything, but in being silent, saying everything.

“Yes, yes, like, sure, anything you want my Mistress” Jenny said as she bowed her head and wondered what I would do if Jenny allowed her lust filled desired to take over and dare to reach out and touch my beautiful hands to thank me for the promise of the nipple piercing. Of course, Jenny would never, ever be so bold. Not on this first date, of sort, not knowing what I would do if she behaved too boldly, Afterall, Jenny was a true submissive and needed to act the part to achieve her inner delight.

I giggled happily and moved to her. I raised her chin with my index finger, stared into her eyes, and hugged her tightly, already planning ahead  to the night’s adventure and  how I would begin my innovative training sessions with Jenny now that Jenny seemed to commit to being my full-fledged submissive T Girl.

Later that night, knowing that Jenny needed to first get used to controlling her clit, I prepared her.

In the bathroom, I barked: “Stop it. I almost got my finger caught.” I said as I fussed with something under Jenny’s short skirt.

“You almost got your finger caught? Oh, I feel so much sympathy…” Jenny said as she got a worried look on her face as I fixed the very small cage around her large clit and jewels.

Jenny dropped her unzipped skirt to the marble floor of the opulent master bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror as I snapped the tiny padlock closed. I took a step back and admired my handiwork.  Jenny’s golden red clit was locked snuggly away in its new steel cage,

“How’s it feel?”

Jenny pursed her lips and rested her hands on her curved feminine hips, wiggling herself backwards and forwards, the cage flopping emphatically about, “…The weight is weird. The weight is very weird.” she said honestly.

“It’s fine! You’ll get used to not getting hard in that thing! I know you will not disappoint me.” I said as I noticed Jenny biting her lip, her cheeks flushing with color at the thought of the clit cage trapping her love pole an trying not to get hard. 

“You’re weird.”

“You’re hot in that thing, all caged away from me…” I purred, running a hand down Jenny’s slim, curvy figure, tracing the skin under Jenny’s silk top and right above her new clit cage appendage .

Without warning, I took Jenny’s wrist, dragging her away.

“H-hey where are we going?” Jenny protested, following me out of the bathroom.

“Time for your first lesson.” I said with a sly smile on my lips.

That was the beginning of this sweet torture for Jenny who had come a long way in the past 4 weeks. She was now almost able to get through a wild sex session without getting hard, as per my tantric training demands. The truth was that Jenny could have lasted in a soft state during the last two training sessions, but secretly she loved the attention I gave her when she got hard at the end of a session, and loved even more the whipping which followed. Oh, how Jenny loved the teasing, stinging and luxurious feeling of pain a pleasure while her clit, ass and nipples were being whipped. 

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Flash forward to present.

Today, the first day of their luxurious Spring Break holiday in fabulous South Beach Miami, was going to be the day, Jenny thought. She was going to get through the entire session soft and then see what I had in store for her.

Jenny panted hard as she slowly raised and lowered herself on my huge, thick shaft, feeling the exhilaration associated with those initial moments of succumbing, to allowing her star to spread while being penetrated by my monster. The way my girth spread Jenny’s little star so wide, the pleasure from it shooting up her spine to her brain where the bioelectrical signals triggered release after release of dopamine .  It was exhilarating.

Jenny had wanted to get hard from the moment we entered the plush condo, watching me  and my ass in my cute, skin tight outfit saunter into the place, walk over to the chilled champagne bottle in the ice bucket and open it, my tits jiggling as I did so . I just love champagne and this was a gift of my Guardian Mistress who never missed on the opportunity to spoil me.

Once our session started, when she began erotically dancing above me on the bed, watching me undress and lay down in nothing but my Dominatrix outfit, Jenny could feel her self-wanting to get hard, wanting to share in my pleasure, but through willpower and her training, Jenny resisted.

“Good girl, that feels so fucking good, look at you, all soft, so perfect…” I urged, reaching a hand up to fondle Jenny’s  firm, perky breasts, tweaking her long, erect nipples. Jenny was aroused, her nipples revealed that, but she remained soft, her clit still dangling beneath her crotch, slapping my flat tummy each time she bottomed out as she impaled herself on my hard love pole.  Jenny’s breasts were hard to catch as they wiggled and jiggled as she danced on my massive clit, so I took advantage of her long nipples and pinched them hard to hold on. I knew, just knew that the old Jenny would have got instantly hard when I would pinch her nipples hard, but not today. My weeks of training her were paying off.

As for me, I chose a very tight hot pink corset  which cinched my waist to only 18 inches, which had a set of shelf style quarter cups which lifted and presented my full breasts, not even covering the nipples.   I had on matching hot pink thigh high stockings connected to the corset with garter straps. I was wearing my hot pink 5 inch stilettos, my Vixen Collar, and elbow length, satin fingerless gloves with a ring for my middle finger so they did not ride up my arms . My sparkling 2 carat diamond stud earrings were flashing Jenny like spot lights each time the sun hit them as  the sun came through the sky light.

My outfit had the effect of accentuating my nearly flawless breasts which stood proudly up, just waiting for Jenny’s attention. 

Jenny bit her lip as she stared down at me. I could see the lust in her eyes .

Jenny  clearly was struggling to stay soft as the pleasure of my clit  working her back door love tunnel vied for control against her mental conditioning and willpower.

I would usually wear a fishnet top  which had patches to cover my nipples during our training sessions as my breast were marvelous, perfect, and oh, so soft. I had a perky 32D  cup size, and my breasts seemed to defy gravity, always perky, always with nipples pointing up, even when I was laying down, and they always drew Jenny’s attention, like now. The sight of my bare breasts so excited jenny that it made it so hard for her to concentrate on staying soft until commanded to get hard. However, during the last couple of training sessions, I was topless  to advance Jenny’s training. Those last two times, it was just too much for Jenny and she got rock hard as I was fondling her nipples, making out with her, or tonguing her anal star  with a deep, French kiss. I learned  that the true test of control with the Tantric technique was to remain soft when someone was rimming your anal star . Each time, I would punish Jenny, and it was  difficult for me to discern if it was the sight of me, or Jenny’s secret desire to be whipped, that caused her to get hard.  In any event, my response was consistent.

I would administer a harsh whipping directly to Jenny’s hard clit until it softened, and then to Jenny’s ass until it glowed red, and we would start again.  That first whipping directly to Jenny’s clit was challenging as it seemed that she got really excited an did not want to get soft. I had to pull out my riding crop and wind up with full arm swats until the pain was sufficient to lift Jenny out of her pleasure place and realize the seriousness of the purpose of the whipping. 

In any event, I was ready this time as we entered a critical phase of the sex session, Jenny impaling herself on my stiff love pole, me fondling her breasts. 

I played with one of Jenny’s thick hard nipples, drawing out extra little shivers of pleasure from her as she rode my slick length up and down, the sensation of Jenny’s muscular, tight, and rounded feminine ass cheeks bouncing and pressing against my muscular thighs was wonderful. A sensation I always enjoyed. It had been Jenny’s booty, after all, that had first attracted me to her, and it was that beautiful ass in those tight jeans that led me to invite her with me to South Beach Miami for Spring Break. 

“Yeah Jenny baby, ride that clit, come on, harder…” I moaned, arching my back and squirming comfortably on the bed as Jenny obeyed, her slow movements quickening now to the point where the sound of their bodies meeting started echoing around the marble walls of the luxurious bedroom.  My light brown and green eyes glazed over with lust and my desire for so much more  than just drilling my beautiful submissive was coming to a boil.

Jenny chewed her lip as she bounced up and down, being on top making it far more difficult to stay soft as her clit bounced eagerly around, wanting more than anything to get hard. Squeezing her thighs, she thought back to her training, trying to get her mind off of the pleasure, to just focus on the actions, trying not to think of being whipped directly on her clit which she had come to love, a little secret she kept from me . …

I shifted my position a little and lifted my hips to meet Jenny’s downward impalements. In her position, knees up, feet down, all her weight was falling on my clit with each bounce, ensuring that I would penetrate her as deep as possible. She could not help but moan loudly with each slap of her cute ass on my thighs, and I noticed that for the last few minutes, her eyes were closed so that she did not have to look at me, my tiny waist cinched in the corset and my jiggling tits as I rocked with each bounce of her weight on me.

Jenny had been grinding with small cork screwing circles on the downward plunge onto my shaft, wiggling a little when she bottomed out before tensing her rippling quads and lifting herself up, delighting in how relaxed she was becoming, her clit still soft, still slapping me on my flat tummy. However, with my new position, there was something new.

“No, it’s not going to fit, no… No not like that… No! Ah! Just, just hold still for a second.” Jenny panted as my long shaft was now in position to pass Jenny’s inner sphincter. I loved the feeling of the tight inner ring grabbing my clit head and massaging it like a small mouth sucking on my clit head, a mini blow job deep within Jenny’s anal star.  It was heaven an ever since I had started training Jenny, I knew that this was one of my many goals for her.

I had been working Jenny up to this moment with a series of sessions which had involved only gently, and slowly penetrating her inner hole, but today was the day. I was going to take Jenny’s inner virginity and it was going to be epic.

“F-fuck that’s so hot Jenny, stay soft for me baby, let me use you, let me inside, deep inside!” I purred, my hands gripping Jenny’s hips to press Jenny down onto my shaft, all Jenny weight on my pelvis, and that last 2 inches now achievable.

Jenny winced a little as my clit head passed the inner ring and then it was all pure pleasure. Jenny had never been so fully filled before and the feeling of pure devotion to her Mistress was a glorious emotional feeling that she had never experienced until she let go, entirely let go and opened herself up to me .

I had grabbed a pillow and put it under my hips so that the perfect angle could be achieved with this deepest of penetrations. I watched in amazement as the last 3 inches of my shaft disappeared into Jenny’s firm, muscular ass. 

I just froze for a second so Jenny could get used to the deepest penetration she had ever experienced, and it was very erotic to watch a small tear form at the corner of Jenny’s right eye and trail down her rose, flush cheeks. Jenny was in heaven, and this was just the beginning.

I ordered Jenny to hold my hands for stability,  keep her knees  up and spread wide, put her feet a little more forward  and right on either side of my tiny waist so more weight would be on her ass when she bounced down, ensuring the deepest penetration possible. In this configuration, all of Jenny’s weight was now forcing my clit past her inner sphincter  and it was truly like I was getting a blow job from deep within her back door love tunnel. It was heaven. 

Holding Jenny’s hands, I now was in charge and with short, bucking motions pushed Jenny up off my pelvis a few inches, only to have Jenny come crashing down hard impaling herself on the steel rod of my clit, generating that blow job feeling for my clit head passing through her inner ring .

“Grab your ankles.” I ordered as the bed rocked beneath us. This position put Jenny in the most vulnerable position and she just closed her eyes to concentrate on the feeling of my clit head forcing open her inner sphincter, again, again, and again. 

Jenny’s usually tight, soft pink puckered hole was not so little with my clit filling it, her tight hot walls squeezing down on my length, the thick crimson tip constantly passing into  and beyond her inner sphincter. 

Jenny’s flowing blonde hair was all around and covering her face, her breasts pushed up against her knees  which she found difficult to keep spread, and the sight of her jiggling breasts was mesmerizing as Jenny rocked up and down on my glistening rod.

Jenny looked down at where we met during one particularly forceful upward thrust, her lips parted as the breath was driven from her lungs by the force of her body falling back down on me, her golden red clit still remaining soft, slapping on my flat tummy as it bounced limply with each my thrusts.

I had to admit it was incredibly hot, watching my impressive shaft vanish inside of Jenny every second like a magic trick, each tight, friction sliding motion causing electric shocks of pleasure to blossom deep within me, arcing up my nervous system to release small amounts of dopamine in my  brain. 

“You’re doing so good baby! See, all that pain and suffering paid off! A-ah, ooh fuck baby I’m going to be getting close soon, can you stay soft for me? Can you do that for, ah, for me?” I moaned hard, as Jenny squeezed her anal muscles to tighten around my shaft, creating more slippery friction as I pounded upward, driving my clit deep into Jenny who winced again as this thrust set a new depth record.

“Y-yes!” Jenny cried back, feeling her entire body shake with the power of my thrusts, recalling the pain and suffering I had put her through to help her to please me, her Mistress, to be the good submissive slut I loved her to be.

We had never got this far before with Jenny’s training, and Jenny began to get a little nervous for what was to come. If I was able to cum with Jenny still soft, what was next she thought.

“A-ah!! P-please! What was the safe word?!” Jenny whimpered out cutely, arching her back while still holding her ankles to allow another amazing half inch of clit deep up her inner love tunnel. Jenny was loving this, but she wanted to play the part. Be the little frightened girl for her Mistress as she knew that I loved it when Jenny completely gave in, begged to to anything, everything to please, her Mistress.

when Jenny agreed to my training sessions, “No matter what”, Jenny had no idea just what I had in store for the final part of the training.

“I don’t think we agreed on a safe word baby, but you have this, almost there,” I panted out. 

I noticed that her clit was beginning to engorge. Not fully, but she was now half erect. I needed to do something. We were so close.

it’s easy, just don’t get hard and I will cum deep inside of you soon. it’ll just feel good okay?” I hissed through clinched teeth as I was getting close. 

“I love you,” I offered in a honey sweet voice as I worked the thick monster clit in and out of Jenny’s inner tight little ring,

“I have an idea.” I announced. â€œthis should help.” I stopped thrusting up for a moment.

“let go of your ankles and lay back  on the bed.”  I purred with a gleam in my eye.  â€œLet my clit slip out of your love hole, and get into the center of the bed.”

Jenny dutifully obeyed and slowly lifted herself off my shaft, feeling the clit head come through the inner tight ring, through the long love tunnel and then finally out the, now loose, outer ring.

Once on her back, Jenny looked with some shock as I grabbed her wrists and put fuzzy pink handcuffs on both wrists, connecting the other end of each pair  of hand cuffs to the upper posts of the four poster bed.  I then tucked the pillow which had been under my hips, under Jenny’s hips so her ass was up in the air at a level above Jenny’s beautiful blonde head. I then quickly got two more sets of fuzzy hand cuffs and put them on Jenny’s ankles, and also connecting the other end of those ankle cuffs to the upper posts of the four poster bed.

In this position, Jenny was bend over at the waist, her ass tilted up so she was in a negative angle, with both ankles and wrists cuffed to the upper posts. Jenny’s ass hole was gaping open and it was trying to pucker with each excited breath Jenny took.

“now, there.  I said proudly. â€œthis should help you stay soft.” With that, I crawled up below Jenny, pulled Jenny more onto the pillow forcing Jenny’s ass more up in the air, and then rested my monster steely clit head right at the entrance of Jenny’s T Girl pussy.

“What do you say, sweetie.” Be a good girl, I said, admiring my handiwork.

“P, Please Mistress, please fuck me. Use me. Take me Deep. Penetrate my inner ring again. Dump you’re cum deep inside of me. Please let me pleasure you with my body.” Jenny purred in almost a whisper which made it even more sexy.

Jenny’s little body struggled against the four restraints holding her in place, but she was just trying to offer her ass up to me in  the most attractive way possible. And what a sight for me. Jenny’s clit still semi soft on her belly, her hole gaping open and begging to be pegged and ridden hard.

As I pushed my rock hard clit further into Jenny’s hole, made more slippery with the injection of coconut oil I had just given her, , I watched Jenny’s clit intently, currently semi soft, her empty cage lying beside Jenny on the bed, but Jenny was throbbing, the golden red length  of her clit eager to rise, though Jenny struggled against the temptation, pulling on her bonds as she felt the pleasure of my clit begin to thrust forward into her, working her anal G Spot.

“A-ah! C-come on MANDY I can’t help it!” Jenny whined, wiggling helplessly as her clit raised off her stomach slightly, starting to thicken and lengthen.

Now be a good girl. You don’t want me to go get the whip again, do you?” I scowled at her.

Jenny had to quickly drop the whip thought from her mind for if she thought of it, she would get hard instantly. 

Jenny just whimpered, her clit getting a bit harder 

“I know baby, but you will soon understand what this is all about.” I said sweetly, rising up to my feet so I was now squatting over Jenny with just my clit connecting us together. 

I then lowered myself down into Jenny who gave out a guttural moan as in one long drop, I had travelled the length of Jenny’s love tunnel and entered her inner ring which was now getting used to being forced open.

I held Jenny’s hips right at the joint with her thighs and began a rhythmic pumping which pushed all the air out of Jenny with each deep pile drive. Slap, Slap, Slap was the sound of my thighs hitting Jenny’s ass with my monster clit disappearing deep within Jenny each time, only to emerge and pile drive down again, and again.

Jenny’s anal G Spot was now getting some additional attention and this was not good. As Jenny’s clit got a little thicker, I paused my pile driving for a second, reached over to a closed box and withdrew a bag of ice cubes.

“D-don’t do it!” Jenny pleaded adorably.

I only hesitated for a second, before wrapping the entire bag of ice around Jenny’s clit.  I then resumed my pile driving of my monster clit deep inside Jenny, holding onto one of Jenny’s thighs with more force now as Jenny inevitably began to thrash around, squealing like a girl about to cum, but whose clit was experiencing the acute pain of being iced.  

“A-Amah!! MANDY! Please, it’s so cold!!! Stop!!” Jenny gasped, bouncing around on the bed as her body tried to escape the numbing cold that lanced through her, her clit swiftly and defensively wilting until it was pressed limp against her body, which shivered emphatically as she felt the bag of ice on her skin as well.

“You all better?” I jokingly said with another pile drive of my clit down Jenny’s tight inner ring.

“Y-yeah…” she panted softly, settling herself into the bed she was effectively chained to. The ice bag on her clit was a new one for Jenny and it was a guaranteed way to keep her soft for as long as I wanted. But then what, Jenny thought?

Jenny swallowed and squeezed her eyes shut, drawing in a deep breath, her smooth chest rising and falling as she received blow after blow of my thick long clit inside her love tunnel, which wrapped tightly around my shaft with each stroke.

“Y-yes. I’ve got it this time.” Jenny said, an edge of determination to her voice that drew a giggle from me.

“Okay my little sex toy, … Well, if you don’t the bag of ice is still icy cold!”

Jenny panted hard as she felt her head being pushed into a pillow protecting her head from the headboard.   She wasn’t sure if it had been the frequent cage wearing or the several sessions of her specific mental conditioning training, but as she was forced into her current pretzel shape, ass high in the air and getting pounded by a monster clit, she relaxed and her clit remained soft, flopping on her flat stomach, her willpower keeping it from growing as she felt another pile drive into her ass

“F-fuck, Jenny, baby that feels solo good!” I moaned out, finally dropping the bag of ice on the floor. My full, firm breasts were jiggling with each pounding drive down and I could see that Jenny was fixed on them. It made my nipples even harder, if that was possible.  I wanted Jenny to suckle  my nipples, but that would have to wait.

Jenny’s fingernails dug into her palms as the intensity of my fucking ramped up a little. I now began using the springs of the bed to push Jenny’s ass up into the air just before I pile drive down a deep thrust, making sure that my jewels rested tightly against Jenny’s firm ass cheeks when in fully, feeling the mouth sucking sensation of Jenny’s inner ring rolling over and down my clit head before lifting up to do it again, and again, and again.

Our bodies were now clapping loudly together as I hit bottom with each jewels deep thrust

My breasts, heavy with the momentum  of the pile driving thrusts, were now bouncing with each thrust, my face flushed red as a few beads of sweat trickled down my trim athletic body.

“You like that baby? You are still soft for me?” I cooed as I broke the pattern of the creaking bed with her words.

“Y-yes!” Jenny whimpered back and I felt her squeeze her anal star in appreciation of my praise, my clit continuing to hammer in and out of Jenny, becoming more powerful but less precise.

Tilting my head back for a moment I swallowed, panting loudly as each thrust carried me to new heights of ecstasy with Jenny, the knowledge that my submissive Pink Rose girl was beneath me, giving up her ass with no reciprocation whatsoever. This ticked off all of my boxes at once for this Tantric Training session.

“S-so close now baby!” I moaned, leaning over, resting my quads, holding onto Jenny’s hamstrings for support. 

I noticed, like having an outer body experience, that the bed posts were creaking, Jenny’s skin was so smooth, the sweet scent of lavender in the air, all my senses  for some reason. I was going to climax and it was going to be epic. Something truly special.

We both gasped loudly as my clit drove as deep as it could into Jenny’s ass, every inch feeding into her love tunnel and deep into and past her inner ring. 

“Ah!” I shouted as I bit the calf of Jenny’s right leg gently, my breath hot as I started what would be one of my longest rolling orgasms I had ever had, It was a long, continuous orgasmic moan, my clit pulsing and spurting within Jenny’s ass each sharp short thrust of my clit timed with the flowing rhythm of my climax, each inward push coinciding with a fresh stream of my thick white girl-seed which coated and painted Jenny’s insides.

I loved marking my bitch, making Jenny mine, with a fresh box ticked I could feel my pleasure reach new levels of ecstasy I was not sure I had ever felt before. I knew I would be chasing this feeling again, and again, all  week long during spring Break. 

As my thrusts slowed and the jets of white creamy spurts slowed to a trickle I just panted. â€œSuch a good girl. Jenny, you were such a good girl.”

I finally recovered after milking my clit into jenny’s ass for what seemed like 5 minutes, at least one full song on the music mix for sure.

I now looked right into Jenny’s eyes and said, “Now, are you ready?”

Jenny was confused, but all tied up, with a slippery steel rod in her ass, she was going nowhere.

“Yes. Yes. Mistress. Do anything you want with me. I am yours. All yours.”  Jenny said in a cute little voice, unsure of what was to come.

I then started to speak softly and said: “Let’s give you a little treat.”  With that, and still with my clit inside Jenny, I took Jenny’s soft clit in my hand and raised the tip to my mouth.

“Now, Now, Jenny, you may get hard.”

With one lick of my tongue, I instantly reversed a month of training and allowed Jenny’s clit to swell, and swell it did. Within seconds it was rock hard and dripping precum.

“Now that you are in this perfect position, let’s double fuck both your holes.” I pushed forward a little, driving my still excited and hard clit back deep inside Jenny and pushing Jenny’s own clit into Jenny’s own mouth in her bent over pretzel configuration.

“Suck it like a good girl and let me see you cum in your own Mouth.” I purred into Jenny’s ear.

Jenny, parted her lips, extended her tongue, and began licking and sucking on her own clit head. It took her a few tries to capture the head with her mouth as her clit bounced around, but once in her wet oral love tunnel, she never let go.  The negative angle with her hips up in the air made the self-blow job easy and Jenny was so turned on, it took her only a couple of minutes before she stopped to beg me, her Mistress, to allow her to cum.

“May I cum, Mistress. Please, oh, please, may I cum?” Jenny slurred with a mouth full of her own clit  Between her lips

My clit was still rock hard again watching this erotic scene and succumbed to the moment and said, “Yes, baby, cum in your mouth. I want to watch you cum in your own mouth.” 

Jenny needed no more encouragement and immediately started to spurt rope after rope of thick, juicy cum into her own mouth, lapping it up a being sure not to miss a drop.

The sight was too much for me. Despite just coming moments earlier, I started to feel the rise of another orgasm..

“You want some more baby?” I asked between gasping breaths.

Jenny could do nothing more than nod her head as she was still dealing with a mouth full of cum and a clit which wanted more of her own velvety soft mouth around it.

I withdrew my clit from Jenny’s ass and squatted right above Jenny’s face. â€œOpen up baby, and don’t miss a drop.” 

I then pointed my steel rod down and only inches away from Jenny’s mouth. Jenny allowed her softening clit to escape her mouth just in time for the first of my orgasmic spurts to hit her extended tongue. Rope after rope of watery cum dropped into Jenny’s mouth with me moaning loudly with each eruption of my clit.  It was challenging to hold my clit in place so I dropped down and inserted my clit into her warm mouth to suck me dry. 

Finely, after a 45 second orgasm, I started milking my shaft down in the direction of Jenny’s mouth which had latched around my clit and allowed her to swallowed every drop of cum so far and was eagerly awaiting more.  With each milking pull on my clit, I deposited another few drops of cum into and down onto Jenny’s tongue. 

Jenny finally smacked her lips and said: “thank you Mistress. Thank you.” 

 â€œW-wow…” I said softly. I unclipped the hand cuffs around Jenny’s wrists and ankles. She unfolded like a limp piece of silk fabric onto the bed, and just looked up at me in amazement.  â€œIs that what all the training was for My Mistress. Oh My god, can we do it again, please?”

I laid down and onto Jenny, guiding my lips to kiss Jenny’s cum coated lips. 

“I love you so much Mandy, you’re so good to me…”

“A-ah… Ah… I.. I love you too baby…” I breathed back softly, so glad I made it all the way with you, and then the treat of watching you take the double fuck cum shots. I am getting goose bumps now just thinking about it and it just happened.

I hugged Jenny and straddled her hips, giving Jenny sweet, soft, kisses all around her neck, face and upper chest.  I reached up and ran my fingertips through Jenny’s hair, caressing her  affectionately  in a lovers embrace.

As we snuggled in the intimate afterglow of the orgasmic releases, “Ah… Come on baby, let’s get your cage back on…”

“D-do I still need to wear it? I can stay soft?” she breathed softly, an edge of pleading in her voice.

“yes, baby girl. You will do what I want when I want you to do it. Is that understood?” I said in a stern but soft tone.

‘Yes, Mistress. I will be your good girl.” Jenny purred with a sly smile on her lips knowing that this is what she had wanted all along, needed all along, to be a submissive slut for a beautiful Mistress T Girl. .

The Spring Break memories will be with me forever, and that luxurious bed never saw as much action in 7 days as it saw with us fucking each other into blissful, numbing orgasmic climaxes multiple times each day.