Michelle Part 3

Training Michelle – Second Day and Beyond

We awoke the next morning, much the same way we had the day before. I woke to the feeling of a gentle wet mouth on my erect cock. Even without opening my eyes I knew that Michelle had awakened before me and was sucking me awake, again. I reached for her head as I opened my eyes and she looked up at me, smiling even with my cock in her mouth. She let me slip out while she stroked me and said, “Good morning Master. I thought you might like waking up this way again.”

“Yes slave, I very much like waking up like this.”

“May I finish? Please Master?”

“I’d prefer to share with you. Why don’t you climb on and we’ll see if we can both enjoy the morning.”

“I’d really like to think of your morning cum as my breakfast. If you don’t mind Master. We can do more later, I really want your cum in my tummy to start the day.”

I laughed. Michelle pouted. I relented. “Yes Michelle, you may start your day with my cum in your tummy. But this won’t become a habit. We will usually do what I want, rarely will you be making the decisions.”

Michelle immediately put my cock back in her mouth and performed her magic with it. I have to admit, the girl had talent. She knew exactly how to get the cum out of a cock, and she quickly brought me close to a morning orgasm. I felt the sensations building and held her head while I started fucking her mouth. She sucked while I slid in and out of her mouth, drawing my cum as fast as she could. I warned her, “Oh god, I’m going to cum! Suck it all, baby!” She applied a little more pressure and I groaned as my cum shot to the back of her throat. She plunged her face against my pubic bone and held me deep in her throat as I spasmed into her. She held me deep until my cock stopped pumping and she slowly withdrew, milking any remaining cum as she went.

When she got back to the head of my cock she looked up at me and smiled again. She lifted her mouth and asked, “Was that good enough, Master?”

“Slave, that was about the best I’ve ever had.”

“Not the best?” She looked disappointed.

“I don’t think the best, no.”

“Then I’ll have to practice more. How can I make it better?”

“We can discuss that more later. For now we need to get up and get started. Get your shower and I’ll get coffee.”

“Yes Master.” She hopped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I followed her so I could use the toilet, and waited and watched her.

She looked at me questioningly, “Are you going to watch me regularly?”

“I may. Is that a problem?”

“No, just different.” She finished and stood. “Your turn?”

She watched as I emptied my bladder, then she started the water for her shower. I watched, how could I not, every time I looked at her I was still amazed that she shared that beautiful petite body with me. She glanced at me as she stepped into the shower. “Is something wrong?”

“No, I’m just admiring your body. You are so lovely.”

Michelle blushed. “Thank you Master.” And she closed the door. I went for coffee.

I returned as she stepped out of the shower. I set down the cups of coffee and picked up a towel. I started drying her body, paying particular attention to my favorite parts on the front, then turned her around and dried her back also, lingering over her sweet tight ass. When her body was dry I rubbed her hair to get some of the water out. She turned to me and moved the towel out of the way, stepped up and kissed me. “Thank you Master, that was very nice. Now your shower?”

I handed her the towel and turned toward the shower. Michelle stepped against my back, “Do you really think I’m that beautiful?”

“Yes, Michelle, I really do. I have to keep looking to remind myself you’re real and really here with me.” She wrapped her arms around me and lay her head on my back.

“I’m real and really yours. That’s all I want to be, Master.”

“I hope you become your own woman.” I thought about how to explain, and couldn’t. “I guess I’ll explain soon.” I unlocked her arms, kissed her head and started my shower.

Michelle dried her hair while I showered and we went to the kitchen together. I grabbed a pair of shorts and pulled them on. When we got to the kitchen I poured more coffee, and asked, “Would you like to cook this morning, Slave?”

“Yes Master, I’d love to.” She paused. “What do you like for breakfast?”

“Certainly not your favorite.” I teased, and she giggled. “It depends on the day and what’s planned. Today is a little slow, so maybe some pancakes, eggs, and meat. I think I’ve got sausage and bacon, if you have a preference.”

“Sausage if it’s okay with you. How do you like your eggs?”

“Anything except scrambled.” I laughed. “That’s a long story. Over easy is my favorite.”

Michelle cooked, bravely standing naked at the stove as the sausage splattered grease. I just watched and drank more coffee, and waited for her to finish. When she brought the food to the table everything was as perfect as her sweet body. She brought two plates, then stood holding them and looking at me. “Master, I assumed I’d feed myself, but I forgot to ask. I’m sorry, do you want me to do that or…?” She nodded at the floor.

“My dear, slave, the floor feeding last night was a lesson. We will do that sometimes, especially when discipline has been called for, but not every day.”

“Thank you, Master.” She smiled and set our plates down and we started to eat. I had to admit, she was an excellent cook. Everything really was perfect. We talked about her new job, and what I expected her to learn, and where she’d work when she wasn’t studying. When we finished she jumped up and cleared the table. She loaded the dishwasher and set it to rinse.

I went to my office and told her to join me when she finished in the kitchen. A few minutes later she did. I had set up a small desk in my office for her and installed a computer for her and a network connection that gave her access to work related material. For now, I had her roll her new chair over next to mine and I showed her the various software that she would need to learn. I explained the location of some test materials she could work with while she learned to manipulate the software. Once she knew where everything was I sent her to her desk to work with the examples. She worked diligently and asked a number of intelligent questions, and seemed to be learning quickly.

I paused and leaned back and looked at my watch and realized we’d been at it for hours. I looked at Michelle and she was focused on a particularly intricate problem. I sat and admired her body for a few minutes, then finally spoke up, “Michelle, I just realized it’s lunch time, even past. Would you like to take a break for a bite?”

The look on her face when she turned suggested it wasn’t food she wanted to bite, but I simply glared that look down. “Yes Master. What do you like for lunch?”

“I usually have some soup and a sandwich just for something quick that stays with me. How about you?”

“I’ve had school lunches for so long I don’t know.”

“Well then, I’ll fix something I like and you can see what you think.”

I pulled out a container of soup and started warming it while I tossed together grilled ham and cheese sandwiches. We set out bowls and plates together and sat quietly and ate. Michelle spoke up, “I think I see why you love what you do. Even though I don’t understand all of it yet, the problems are detailed and challenging, and they really make you think. I really like that.”

“Yes. But it’s not just the thinking, it’s knowing how to think, and how to apply the knowledge you gain to the situation at hand. Much of it is mental self-discipline.”

Michelle looked at me and smiled. “Sort of like the self-discipline you’re trying to teach me?”

“Similar in some ways. Yes.”

We finished eating and cleared the table. “One of the advantages of doing much of my work at home.” I said, then looked at Michelle’s body. “And some of the disadvantages.”

She frowned at me. “How am I a disadvantage?”

“Because you are very beautiful and naked and you could easily distract me from my work.”

“Could I?” Michelle smiled.

“Not today.” And she frowned. “Let’s get back to work.”

We put in several more hours, I finished what needed done and Michelle had a good grasp of how the various software worked, at least the basics. I finally called it a day. “You’ve done a good day, let’s stop here and start again tomorrow. I’m going to let you work on a real project tomorrow, just something basic that’ll let you get a feel for what needs to happen.”

Michelle smiled. “Thank you Master.”

“What would you like to do with the rest of your day?” I asked, innocently.

Michelle walked over and stood in front of my chair. “I think you know.”

“And what have you done to deserve my attention for the rest of the day, Slave?”

“I have sat quietly and concentrated on the work you gave me, even though your presence arouses me. I focused on the assignment at hand and learned what I needed to know, as you’ve admitted.” She took a step closer. “I’ve ignored my desire for you, and studied and worked.” Another step closer. I could smell her arousal now. “And for concentrating and learning, when I wanted to throw myself on you, I may have earned the reward of your attention.”

I reached out and pulled her close to me. I lifted her slightly and pushed my face between her legs. I breathed deeply of her lusty perfume and licked across her clit. She tossed her head back and moaned. “Oh god. Yes Master! Please?”

I turned the chair to the side table, today clear of any work and bent her back onto it. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and dove deeply into her cunt, licking and sucking as best I knew how. In minutes she was writhing in my arms and screaming, clutching my head to get it more deeply into her cunt. I continued until she lost control and sprayed a stream of her cum into my mouth and down my chest. I continued until she begged for me to stop, and I slowed and released her. She lay on the desk panting and moaning, “Oh thank you. Thank you.”

I rolled her over on the desk and stared at her lovely tight ass, her little pink pucker winking at me. I opened the desk drawer and took out a bottle of lube, slipped my shorts off and lubed my throbbing cock. I slid her backwards off the desk slowly, guiding her onto my lap and aiming my cock at that tight pink pucker.