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  Unexpectedly, an image of Daisy sucking Master Tom’s dick flashed through my mind, and I shifted in my seat in a vain effort to relieve the pressure in my groin. I studied Daisy out of the corner of my eye. She hadn’t jumped up and run screaming from the restaurant, which had to be a good thing. But how did she feel about Master Tom’s condition? I gently nudged her. “Daisy?”

  Her eyes were clouded over as she looked at me.

  I frowned. Was she scared shitless or excited? I couldn’t tell, so I had no idea how to react.

  “Hmm?”

  “What do you think about what Master Tom said?”

  The color on her cheeks, which had already been high since Master Tom started talking, got even redder. She licked her lips, and I stifled a groan. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Master Tom’s gaze follow the movement too. “If that’s how I have to learn, then I’ll do it.” She blew out a shaky breath. “But only if it’s okay with you.”

  I stroked her hair back from her face. “It’s okay with me.”

  She smiled.

  I’d been wrong before. I loved her even more now.

  Master Tom spoke up. “You’ll have a safeword, of course. However, once you use your safeword, the whole thing ends. Some people will allow you to use your safeword over and over. They’ll keep stopping and re-starting, but I’ve found if you feel the need to do that, you’re not ready for whatever you’re trying.”

  “Safeword?” she echoed.

  “A safeword is a way for you to communicate with me about your limits. I use a red-yellow-green system. If everything is okay and you want to continue, when I ask, you say green. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, you can call yellow and we’ll slow down. Saying yellow repeatedly is perfectly acceptable, by the way.” He looked closely at Daisy and she nodded. As if he’d seen what he wanted in her eyes, he continued, “If you’re truly unhappy or feel you can’t continue though, you say red, and I stop everything immediately.”

  Daisy’s head dropped at that, but Master Tom reached across the table and tugged Daisy’s chin up before withdrawing his hand once more.

  Then he continued. “There’s nothing wrong with calling red, either. It doesn’t make you weak or incompetent, or anything like that. Everybody is different and has a different comfort level, and sometimes you don’t know you’ve reached it until you’re already there. As I mentioned, the only thing you need to understand is that if you call red it’s over. I will not stop and start again. It just gives you an excuse to keep hiding. Either you’re in this or you’re not.”

  Daisy’s eyes were still glazed, and her pupils were dilated like she was turned on. I leaned toward her, and the scent of her arousal wafted to my nose. Yes, she was definitely excited, and that only made my cock harder. I glanced at Master Tom again. His nostrils flared. Apparently he could smell her too.

  Daisy nodded resolutely. “Okay.”

  “One last thing, and this also needs to be perfectly clear and acceptable to both of you.” He skewered Daisy with his piercing gaze but, to her credit, she didn’t drop her eyes. “If you disobey me, I have the right to punish you. My method of punishment is a bare-bottomed, hand spanking. I find the combination of the pain of the actual spanking and the humiliation of having panties pulled down and bottom bared make the subject much more amenable after the spanking.”

  Daisy swallowed—and I really thought she was going to back out of the deal—but she whispered, “All right.”

  I was pretty sure my dick was going to explode at that point and prayed I could at least make it home before I embarrassed myself.

  “Good.” He reached to a bag next to him on the bench and withdrew a sheath of papers. “Take these, read them, and if you agree with everything, sign them and return them to me. Also feel free to contact any of the references on my website or ask any questions that come up. I want you to be comfortable with what you’re doing before you agree to it.” Standing up, he caught both of us in his gaze. “I hope to hear from you soon.”

  Daisy nodded. I didn’t say or do anything. This whole situation was so surreal. Were we about to hire someone to teach Daisy how to suck my cock? I still couldn’t wrap my head around it.

  After Master Tom left, Daisy picked up the contract and started reading it, her eyes widening and narrowing as she read certain pieces of it. Even though the curiosity about what was causing those reactions was killing me, I finished my coffee and let her do her own deliberating. I didn’t want to influence her either way. Finally, she raised her gaze to me. “I’m going to do it. I’m going to pay for it, too, and don’t argue with me.”

  Nearly choking on a swig of the coffee, I finally got out, “Um, okay.” I began coughing, and Daisy pounded my back. I wanted to get her home and do my own pounding—into her wet heat—more than I wanted my next breath, and I hurried her out of there and drove home like the car was on fire.

  The following day, she faxed the signed contract back to Master Tom and made arrangements to go to his house on the next Saturday. He instructed Daisy to wear a skirt, which was pretty funny since that’s all she wore anyway. I’m sure she didn’t think a thing about it. I knew why he’d given that instruction, but I wasn’t about to enlighten her that it would make it easier for him to spank her if she disobeyed.

  She was nervous enough as it was, though her resolve to do it didn’t waver a bit. If anything she became more and more resolute as the week wore on. Since we’d met Master Tom and she’d agreed to this plan, my dick had been hard, both from the idea of watching her with Master Tom and the fact that not only might she be willing to blow me when her instruction was done, but she’d be good at it. Like, professionally good at it. That by itself boggled my brain.

  Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Saturday arrived. Master Tom answered the door and motioned us inside. “Hello, Daisy. Rob. Follow me.” After offering us a brief nod, he turned and headed for the back of the house. He entered a room off the right side of a long hallway. We stepped inside, and Daisy sucked in a breath. The room was obviously a Dom’s playroom–there was a padded table in the middle with rings attached to it, a strange bench of some sort, and several other pieces of furniture, including a full-sized bed with satin sheets, which is where Master Tom stopped. Turning to me, he motioned toward the corner. “Rob, go sit in the chair.”

  I didn’t argue. I couldn’t freaking wait for this whole thing to begin.

  The chair was about ten feet away from the bed. As I eased into it, I checked Daisy’s expression. Her color was high, but she didn’t look scared. On the contrary, she looked turned on. We’d both been horny as hell the past week, going at it every night before bed, as well as two separate times during the day, which we never did anymore.

  Master Tom tossed a small pillow on the floor at his feet. Pointing down, he said—his entire demeanor and tone of voice making it obvious he expected her compliance— “On your knees,” and she immediately dropped in front of him, tilting her head back to look at him. “Good girl,” he praised, caressing the side of her face.

  It was amazing to watch him and to listen to how his voice changed depending on what he was saying. Even more amazing was seeing my Daisy on her knees for another man because she wanted to be a better lover for me.

  “I’m going to get started, as long as you’re ready. Do you understand everything and have no questions, no reservations?”

  “Yes, I understand everything.”

  “Good girl. Throughout our session, you will address me as sir.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  His voice changed again as he commanded, “Unzip me, take out my cock, and put it in your mouth.”

  She hesitated and he raised an eyebrow. It was freakish how effective a single action like that was—I almost jumped up to do his bidding. If I ever entertain the notion of acting dominant in bed, I could learn a whole lot from this man. He wore his Dom demeanor like a cloak and appeared completely comfortable with it.

  He cleared his throat. �
�Am I going to have to punish you already?” A picture of Daisy with the skirt of her little sundress flipped up onto her back as she lay over Master Tom’s lap invaded suddenly. The image morphed until Master Tom was pulling her panties down and applying firm spanks to Daisy’s white ass, turning it a uniform pink as she squirmed. I was pretty sure my cock had never been harder, between the reality in front of me and the illicit thoughts occupying my brain.

  “No. Um, no sir.”

  He waited, silently staring at her. I admired his ability to wait her out. He had more patience than I did. She took a deep breath, then reached for the placket of his jeans and eased the zipper down. As his cock came into view—he’d foregone underwear—she visibly swallowed. He was fully erect, and an inch or so longer than me. How would she handle him when she seemed to have trouble even with my length? The head was a dark purple. He obviously wasn’t unaffected by the proceedings either. Somehow that made me feel better. His dick kind of fell into her hand, and after another few seconds of hesitation, she leaned forward and put just the tip in her mouth, looking up at him again.

  “More. Take all you can. I want to see what you can do.”

  She stretched her mouth around him and took a few more inches as I reached to surreptitiously stroke my own cock over my khakis. Thank God I hadn’t worn jeans. They would’ve been beyond constricting by now. This was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

  “More.” His tone brooked no argument. Daisy opened further and his cock slipped in a little more. “Now, do whatever you think you should do when you’re sucking a guy off.” She bobbed her head a couple of times before he abruptly pulled out.

  Daisy’s gaze snapped up. “What’s wrong?”

  “You need a lot of work, girl.”

  “I-I know, that’s why we came to you.”

  “I hope you don’t have anywhere to be today, because you’re gonna be sucking a lot of dick before you’re ready to graduate from our little tutoring session.”

  She nodded. Her head fell forward until she was staring at the floor. A tear escaped, and she hastily wiped it away. That about killed me. Here she was doing this awesome thing for me and already she was upset.

  I’d half-risen from the chair to comfort her before he motioned me to sit back down, keeping his gaze trained on Daisy. He took hold of her chin and brought her gaze to his. “Can you do this, Daisy? I think you can.”

  “Yes. I want to do this.”

  “Then we’ll continue.” He guided his cock back into her mouth with his other hand. “We’re gonna practice sucking the head first, then we’ll work on the shaft, the balls and deep throating. Take just the head into your mouth and suck on it, like you would a piece of hard candy. Yeah, just like that. Good girl…”

  Daisy smiled a little around his dick, and I relaxed again.

  It was hard to keep quiet and still, but I didn’t want to disturb them. If Daisy started looking over at me, she might get self-conscious or Master Tom might get angry and punish her for not paying attention. And while the thought of him reddening Daisy’s delectable ass made my balls want to explode, I’d feel horrible if I did anything that would cause her to get punished.

  When I could no longer stand the sight of Daisy sucking another guy’s cock like it was the most delicious lollypop she’d ever tasted, I furtively opened my own pants and freed my straining erection, sighing quietly as the pressure finally eased. My own cock was hard as a post and flushed to almost purple too.

  Turning my attention back to Daisy, I saw she was sucking the head of Master Tom’s dick while he stared down the length of his body at her, talking so quietly I couldn’t make out what he was saying even from only a few feet away. Whatever it was, Daisy was going to town on his cock head with her already-swollen lips and little pink tongue working him. My own dick only got thicker and longer the more I watched. Squeezing the head, I imagined Daisy’s lips wrapped around it. I closed my eyes briefly, but reopened them, not wanting to miss a second of the action.

  Master Tom pulled out again and said in a louder voice, “All right, Daisy, now I want you to suck and lick down the shaft in addition to sucking my cock head. Use the whole shaft.” He pointed out some of the particularly sensitive areas to her and then pushed back in.

  Her brows furrowed while she concentrated on doing what he’d instructed, and I began to feel awfully light-headed. At least I knew where all the blood in my body was—my poor cock was pumped full of it from root to tip. Would I be able to hold on without coming throughout what was escalating into the most exquisite torture I’d ever experienced? As I continued to stroke myself ever-so-lightly, I wished I’d brought a few tissues with me to mop up what would surely be a huge load if I wasn’t able to hold off my orgasm. I snapped to attention again as Master Tom stepped back.

  “You’re doing well, Daisy. Now I’m going to sit on the bed so we can work on your technique with my balls.” He lowered his jeans to the floor and sat down, his thighs spread. “Come on over here. Bring the pillow if you like.”

  Daisy kind of shuffled along the floor on the pillow until she was in front of him again. He’d leaned back and was resting his weight on his hands. Master Tom kind of jerked his head toward his balls. “I want you to take a good look. You need to understand what’s where so you know what to pay attention to, what to be careful of, that sort of thing. They don’t bite.” She was blushing furiously now, and he actually laughed a little. The sound was startling in contrast to the tone of his voice. “You’re still blushing? You’ve had my dick in your mouth for about the past twenty minutes and you’re still embarrassed? You are a delight.”

  How was it possible for Master Tom to still be in control of himself? Apparently the man had Herculean powers of restraint to be able to withstand being sucked for that long without coming. I couldn’t help but respect him a little more.

  “I’m glad you’re having fun,” Daisy grumbled.

  “You should be too,” he replied. “Don’t you already feel more competent in your ability? You certainly seem more confident.”

  Daisy tipped her head to the side. “Yeah, I do, actually.”

  I smiled. Good old Daisy.

  “See? Shall we continue?”

  “Yes, I’m ready.”

  “Excellent.” He kept his weight on one hand and showed her various areas on his balls with the other. She leaned in, nodding occasionally as she listened with rapt attention.

  I slowly stroked my cock. Master Tom had her tongue the seam between his balls, take each into her mouth and suck, and then try to fit both into her mouth. She couldn’t quite manage that, but man, did she try. I was pretty sure if I blew now, my cum would hit the ceiling easy.

  Master Tom gently drew his balls out of her mouth and told her to take a break, praising her in words I again couldn’t hear all of. Daisy stretched her neck and worked her jaw a little while Master Tom just watched her.

  When she settled again, he gave her a little smile. “I’m proud of what you’ve accomplished so far. You’re learning faster than I originally thought you would. All right, now I want you to open your throat and breathe out of your nose. I’m gonna put my cock all the way into your mouth to see how far you’re able to take me now. Don’t gag. Just concentrate on your breathing. Good girl.” He stood, taking a hold of the back of Daisy’s head, and began to push in, tilting her head up for a better angle.

  My breathing quickened as she swallowed his cock like a champ, though she still had a lot of him to go. I took a firm hold of my dick once more to stroke up and down, even while keeping the fingers of my other hand wrapped around the base to keep my orgasm at bay. With the picture in front of me there was no way I could keep my hands off my cock, but I didn’t want to come yet.

  Daisy began to struggle a little, her hands flying out to grasp his thighs, and Master Tom stopped and pulled out. His gaze narrowed, and he bent down to look directly into her eyes. “Are you all right?” He swore and Daisy flinched. He squeezed her shoulder. “I wasn�
��t swearing at you, I was swearing at myself, Daisy. I forgot to give you a scarf to drop if you needed to call yellow or red. I sincerely apologize.”

  Master Tom pulled his jeans up and I winced at the thought of the rough fabric abrading his cock. It didn’t seem to bother him, though, as he strode to an armoire on the other side of the room and grabbed a scarf from a drawer. Coming back, he said, “Keep this in your hand. If you want things to slow down or stop, drop the scarf. Once you can speak again, you can tell me if your color is red or yellow. All right?”

  Daisy nodded and clutched the scarf. I’d never seen that, but it made sense–how could she communicate with her mouth stuffed full of his cock?

  She flexed her jaw again. He gave her a minute and then took her head in his hands once more. “Let’s try this again. Once I get inside, I’m gonna hold myself in there. You need to get used to having a cock in your throat. Your man deserves to have his entire dick sucked.” Daisy’s eyes snapped over to me briefly as if just remembering I was in the room. I smiled, and she seemed to relax a little before returning her attention to Master Tom.

  He sank into her mouth balls-deep in one quick motion, and my breath caught. A drop of pre-cum leaked out of the tip of my dick, and I absentmindedly rubbed it over the head with my thumb, my attention on the scene unfolding in front of me. This was bar none the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and I didn’t stop to wonder why it turned me on so much to see my girlfriend sucking some other guy’s cock.

  “Stay there,” Master Tom warned as he took a tighter grip on Daisy’s head. “Accept my cock.”

  The tone of his voice sent a shiver up even my spine, and I gulped. More pre-cum flowed out of my dick. Was I going to be able to resist coming right there on the chair watching them? In desperation, I squeezed the base of my cock and dropped my gaze to myself for a brief moment.