Rey's Education (04)     

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 Eventually he got tired of having Rey stroke his erection. The irony of Rey's training was that no matter what techniques she learned or how many times she was told that if done right she'd have any man cumming into the palms of her hands in minutes...she had been misled. Everything she'd been taught was to arouse and bring a man close but never to finish. Never to bring him to climax. She'd been given just enough bad advice to have her hands become clumsy in the heat of the moment.

    The reasons were two fold, to maximize her punishment and undermine her confidence. She'd been told her only inherent skills were those for pleasing her masters and mistresses...and if she failed...she'd be severely punished.

    The second reason was much simpler: her hands were not the reason she was here.

    The guard pushed the gorgeous woman to the ground, pulling one of her arms behind her back, he ripped her delicate leggings from her body, exposing her long athletic legs and her vulnerable sex.

       "Have you had your anal training yet?" he wondered aloud, nearly laughing when he heard her surprised and very frightened yelp. "Well I guess I'll give you a crash course!"

       "NNNGGPHH!! PLLFFF NNNGHHH! PLLLF!! UNNNNNGGGFFF!!" Rey's frantic begging devolved quickly into painful moans as he forced himself into her.

        "FUCK you're tight! Goddamn am I glad I found you because...oh fuck...I needed this!"

        "MMMGGGUNNRRGGHH!"