Message-ID: <2270eli$9707232330@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2270.txt> From: domino6242@aol.com (Domino6242) Subject: The Riding Lesson (Anal/Oral) Part 1 of 2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19970723235700.TAA11669@ladder02.news.aol.com> Standard Disclaimer This material is only intended for mature audiences over the age of eighteen where it is legal to read stories of erotic and sexual content. Any feedback will be appreciated and can be e-mailed to the author. ************************************************************************** **************** The Riding Lesson By Domino Part 1 of 2 Victoria looked at the clock impatiently. Two minutes until she could go to his office. Two minutes before her riding lesson. She watched the long second hand as it rotated slowly around the clock. Then she watched the minute hand jump up to the "6" with military precision. With a decadent smile she made her way across corporate headquarters until she reached his office. She looked at her watch ten thirty-two a.m. She opened the door of the office and walked in. She pressed her body against the closed door and locked it. "You are late Victoria," said the voice, husky with dominance. "Yes, I was," she stated defiantly as she moved to undo the buttons of her black suit jacket. He covered the distance between them quickly and put out a hand to cover her own so she could not undress. She looked into his steely grey eyes for any hint of agitation. Unfortunately she did not see any. "Victoria," he stated sternly. "We are to start at ten thirty sharp. My watch now says ten thirty-three. If I didn’t know any better I would say you are trying to provoke a punishment." Her brown eyes glistened as she tried to conceal a smile. His words were as cold and as hard as glass and his punishments were always the worst, just the way she liked them. He took his hand away and watched her intently as she removed the her jacket revealing a the lacy scalloped black bra underneath. He watched how her fingers trailed lower to the waist of her skirt. As she un-did the buttons to her skirt and let it fall to the ground quickly. She stood there with her back to him, in her bra, garters and black silk stockings. She was wearing no panties and her round firm ass was exposed to his touch. But he did not touch her. The man shook his head in disappointment. "Victoria, you do insist on provoking me don’t you?" "No sir," she lied. Her crumpled skirt was around her ankles. He brought it up her long legs and re-fastened it. "Do it again," he said and moved back. "Correctly." She bent over not facing him. She undid the button to her skirt again and hooked her thumbs into the sides of the skimpy fabric as she slowly wiggled it down her heart shaped ass. She didn’t let it fall to her feet like before. Instead, she shimmied out of it swaying her ass from side to side letting the fabric slide down her legs. She held onto the skirt until she had to reach down and pull her foot up to step out of the garment. That caused her ass to go high in the air. "On your knees Victoria," he said sternly. She did as she was told, getting down on her knees and extending her ass high in the air while she rested her head against the light blue carpet before she disobeyed her orders and turned to look at him. "Victoria!" he growled. "You are trying to provoke me. I think you do want a punishment." Victoria smiled thinking she would get what she wanted. She did not reply with words, instead she pushed back against his hands, her ass high in the air. The man laughed. " I think I know what you want." Victoria agreed by wiggling her ass. He went away suddenly and soon returned with a large black riding crop. The handle was long, thick and hard. She could hear it scissor across the air. She was waiting to hear the lash of the whip before it stung her exposed ass but she was disappointed to hear the air heavy with silence. "You think you deserve a punishment don’t you Victoria?" She nodded her head yes. "You do not deserve to feel the sting of my lash upon your ass." He let go of the whip and pulled up behind her. He placed one large rough hand on each ass cheek, spreading the fingers of each hand out until he could squeeze and knead each cheek. She sighed out loud. She loved his touch upon her ass. She was definitely not deserving. He continued speaking as he teased her ass, dipping his thumb into her tight ass hole. "However, your dis-obedience distresses me and you must be punished before your riding lesson." She turned around, and could not keep the pleasure from her face. He shook his head. "Remember the rules, Victoria. You are not to look at me unless I request it." She turned her head around quickly and looked away. His hands were suddenly not on her ass and she was unhappy. Then she felt it. He had the thick end of the crop in his hand and thin lash was on her back. He did not sting her with it but let the thin strip slide down her back over her exposed ass until the lash rested between her ass cheeks. "Squeeze, Victoria." She clenched her ass together and felt the hard riding crop in between her ass. She whimpered as he pulled hard and pulled the whip down between her ass. "What a bad slut you are. You want me slap your ass with my lash don’t you?" "Yes sir, I do." "Then you must learn to follow the rules I have set down. You want the corner office don’t you?" She raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Yes, sir I want it very much." "I don’t see that. You will have to be very good in your lesson today." She nodded. He pulled the crop from her ass with a hard yank and pulled it across her wet pussy until the lash was soaked with her juices. He pulled back and forth rubbing the whip across her clit and she bucked back against it, trying to close her legs and trap the whip between them. She wiggled about enjoying each sensation. "You like that don’t you, Victoria," he whispered. "Yes." With her acknowledgment of pleasure he pulled the riding crop out quickly and she continued to wiggle her ass and rub her legs together for that last sensation of pleasure. Victoria kneeled on the floor and looked around her to see the riding crop which glistened with the sheen of her cunt juices. She was still wiggling about trying to excite herself when she felt the sting of the crop on her ass. She buckled forward and clenched her teeth as the crop stung her ass again. She purred with the sting of each lash. Ten in all. She bit her lip as the burning, searing pain spread out over her ass, criss-crossing with the marks of other riding lessons there. She turned around again to see the man. He had not even broken a sweat. God how she loved him. "Victoria, turn over and sit on that bright red ass of yours for me." She shook her head. With the lashing he had just given her she knew she couldn’t sit down for a week. "Why?" she asked although she knew the reason. "Because I am your boss and you must follow the rules I set. You turned around and looked at me while I punished you. You are quite naughty today. I do believe that that corner office you want so badly will have to go the very charming and obedient Miss Markson." "No, Sir. Please. I will behave. Tell me what to do." "Do not be insolent, slut. I already told you. I shall not repeat myself." He went to sit down on the large leather sofa facing her and waited. Victoria turned over and sat on her ass. Trying to hide the pain she felt of her sore bottom on the rough carpet was difficult. The man smiled. He knew she loved the pain. "Tell me Victoria, do you want to taste the crop again?" "Oh yes sir, please." He handed it to her. "Then taste your juices." Victoria licked her lips and took the handle of the crop in her hand. She ran her tongue up and down the thin end of the crop tasting her pussy there. She sucked and slurped noisily. Her boss, her sir as she called him was unbuttoning his pants. "Sir, if I may be so bold can I show you what I would really like to do." She could see the head of his cock stand at attention while she licked greedily at the crop. Lord his cock was magnificent. If only she could get her lips around it one day. But he always said she was undeserving. Still she had her fantasies. Perhaps if she showed him what she could do… "Sir there is something I would like to show you." "Yes" She took the thick end of the crop right as he took his cock in his hand. She wrapped her fingers around the base of the crop and slowly massaged it dragging her fingers over it. He mirrored her actions with his own cock. She slowly trailed her thumb up to the top of the crop and ran her thumb back and forth over it. He moaned as he did the same, with his throbbing purple head. She began to jerk off the crop with her fist and she watched him follow her example. Victoria was extremely excited by his moans. His eyes were dark and passionate. She could feel her own nipples stiffen and her heart race. She was pleasing him as much as he pleased her. She thought she would get bold now. She nestled the thick end of the crop between her tits, lowering the lacy cups of her bra underneath her breasts. Her rosy nipples were so sensitive to touch. He let out a sigh as he saw them, all the while jerking himself off. She delicately used her hand to push the thick end of the crop up and down between her tits while she let the thin end of the crop nestle itself against her sensitive clit. She was the one to moan now. She could see him tensing and she knew he would come soon so she went for her finale. Taking the thick end of the crop in her hand she brazenly ran her lips over it before submerging it into her mouth where she sucked it like a cock. She sucked hard all the while keeping her eyes on him and his hand as he worked to his release. She took the crop out of her mouth and ran her tongue over it kissing it and nibbling at it. It was too much for him. Soon he was jerking back violently against the chair as long ropes of white hot cum sprayed her face and mouth. She opened up her lips and stuck out her tongue to collect the yummy substance as it coated her teeth and mouth. She went to touch it with her fingers when he yelled out to her in ragged breath. "Don’t dare touch it Victoria. You have been such a loving slut today. Don’t ruin it. You may have it after your riding lesson, which I must say you have deserved today." Victoria kept her mouth open and tried not to swallow the cum already collected in her mouth. She was about to have her lesson and she was as horny and happy as a slut could be. End of Part 1 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /