Susan arrived at Devon’s place filled with anticipation. He’d promised her a reward for being such a good girl. She giggled a little. No one had ever called her a good girl.

She entered the training room, removed her long coat, and kneeled at his feet with her gaze lowered. She was completely naked and felt a mix of vulnerability and lusty need.

“Look at my slut, ready for me,” Devon praised her. “You’ve come a long way in such a short time, my dear.”

Susan kept her head down but nodded in agreement. She felt her pussy grow damp at just the sound of his voice. As if reading her mind, Devon reached down and inserted a finger into her wetness.

They moaned simultaneously, both feeling heat and desire. Devon recalled how, the day before, he’d had the pleasure of using her talented mouth. He’d been literally blown away by her oral skills.

Now he would use her pussy for his pleasure. He was excited by the thought. So much so that his cock was painfully hard, needing to be sprung loose from its constraints.

“Unzip my pants, slut, and remove them for me,” he instructed. “That’s right, baby, pull them off and fold them neatly for me. I want your spectacular mouth for a few moments first.”

He didn’t notice that he’d slipped and called her baby, but she did. She opened her mouth eagerly and took his rock-hard shaft in her hands, licking it while she guided it all the way in. He closed his eyes and moaned.

“Fuck, you have a wicked tongue!” he called out. He enjoyed her exquisite oral skills for several more minutes but stopped before he was too far gone. He wanted to experience all of her tonight. Susan wasn’t sure why he stopped, but she had learned not to question her Master.

Devon surprised her by pulling her into an embrace. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to respond, but her body trembled with desire, and her juices started to flow.

Devon broke off the kiss and said, “Look at me, slut.”

Susan’s eyes lifted; she saw lust written all over his face. She could swear he looked like he was about to devour her.

“You’ve done everything I’ve asked and then some, Susan. You’ll make a fine submissive slut for any man. I have many Doms interested in you. But tonight, I want you all to myself. I will fill all of your holes, and you’ll wake up in my bed sore and well used,” he said in a low, seductive voice.

She nearly answered, but she remembered she’d not been given permission to speak. He grinned, proud of the fact that she’d caught herself.

“See what I mean?” he said with undeniable pride in his voice. “You’re perfect, my dear.”

She smiled. He made her feel perfect. She wondered if whomever he chose for her new master would make her feel the same way. She decided to put thoughts of that out of her head for now.

Devon motioned for her to sit on the bed and sat next to her. “It was always my plan to use you tonight. But as your reward, you may speak freely tonight; no need to ask for permission. You may also make eye contact without permission. I don’t want you timid in my bed. I want fire and passion, do you understand?”

Susan nodded, then she looked him in the eyes and said, “Yes, Sir. Thank you so much. You’re very kind.”

Devon laughed, “We will see if you still think I am kind when I’m working my fist into your tight little cunt.”

She blushed, which seemed to delight Devon. She wasn’t sure if he meant what he said or if he’d said it for shock value. Either way, her pussy felt swollen and slick as she imagined his hand inside her.

“I’m yours to use however you wish, Sir. I’m eager to please you in every way you desire,” she purred.

Devon had all kinds of things in mind. He’d wanted her since he’d seen her at her daughter’s wedding. She was the perfect MILF, but she had no idea how alluring she was.

“I’ve just sampled your mouth, so we will leave that hole for later. I will take your ass roughly, and you will beg for more. But first, I want to taste that sweet pussy,” he said as he knelt at the end of the bed. “Lay back and spread your legs for me, Slutty Susie Simon.”

She did as she was told and felt his hot breath teasing her bare mound. Soon his tongue was exploring her pink folds and driving her wild. She hadn’t felt this aroused in so long. It was incredible how he seemed to know her body when this was the first time he’d tasted her. He was clearly very experienced.

She started to buck, so Devon held her legs firmly in place while his tongue brought her close to the edge. Then he slid a couple of fingers inside her and pushed her right over. She came harder than she ever had before, squirting her juices into Devon’s mouth.

It made her blush to realize that no man, not even her late husband, had ever made her squirt before. Devon seemed quite pleased that she had done so. Then he brought his mouth up to hers and shared her nectar with her as he kissed her deeply.

Devon reveled in the kiss, knowing that he was breaking his own rule about not kissing the women he trained. But God help him, he couldn’t stop. She was an incredible kisser. He couldn’t remember the last time he had kissed a woman. He knew he had never enjoyed it as much as this.

His cock twitched, and he moaned softly in her ear, “I’m going to tie you up, Susan. Then I’m going to fuck that hot MILF pussy. I’m going to own you tonight. Get on the bed face down, slut.”

Susan obeyed without hesitation. Devon smiled. It had been so easy to train her; she was so naturally submissive. Using pink rope, he tied her arms and legs together behind her back. Then he pushed her down on the bed with her ass in the air. She looked so fucking sexy.

He got behind her and teased her wet hole with the head of his cock. “You’re such an obedient slut. I’m going to fuck you hard and fill you with my seed.”

Susan trembled with desire as he entered her. Then she gasped.

“Am I hurting you?” he asked.

“No, I’m just…I’ve never…you’re bigger than my late husband, that’s all,” she stammered.

Devon grinned foolishly. For some reason, it pleased him to know that his was the largest cock to ever enter her pussy. She was incredibly tight, especially considering the fact that she was somebody’s mom.

He wanted to see her expressions while he fucked her, so he loosened the rope and put her on her back. She instinctively let her legs fall open for him. He held them apart while he pushed himself into her again.

He began to thrust slowly, watching her face as he fucked her. Lust and desire were evident in her eyes. It occurred to him that she wasn’t just spreading her legs for him out of obligation. She wanted him. It was a little heady to realize.

Devon picked up the pace and felt her meet his every thrust. He reached down to rub his thumb over her clit and set off the first of several climaxes. She bucked and arched and then came again several more times in a rolling wave of orgasms that eventually triggered his own.

His balls tightened and then let go as he flooded her cunt with his cum. He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her on the bed, panting.

She curled up into his side, put her hand on his chest, and whispered, “Thank you, it’s never been like that for me before.”

He felt something twist inside him, some emotion he didn’t quite recognize. He should have disciplined her for touching him without permission. But suddenly, that seemed stupid. He wanted to put his arm around her. But, instead, he sat up abruptly.

“You should get your coat on and go now,” he said, irritated. “I will contact you tomorrow about meeting your new Master.”

Susan sat up and felt confused, “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, you did fine,” he said curtly.

“Weren’t you going to fuck my ass?” she asked innocently.

“I’m sure your ass is fine,” he said, just wanting her to go. “My cock is spent, in any case, so we’ll call it a night.”

Confused, Susan put her coat on and turned to go. Then she stopped and said, “Thank you, Devon, for training me. You’ve opened my eyes to a whole new world and made me feel alive again.”

When he said nothing in return, she hurried out the door.

Devon ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily. He had several Masters waiting to hear back from him about which of their offers he would accept. He’d make a lot of money no matter which Master he chose for Susan. So why did he feel so disappointed at the thought of letting her go?

The moment she left, he instantly regretted sending her away. He toyed with going after her, but he decided that would make him look weak. What the fuck was wrong with him? He’d wanted to enjoy the fruits of his labor and use her body all night long. He’d bragged to her that she would wake up sore in his bed. Now she was gone, and he was sure he had confused her by his sudden abruptness. Hell, he was just as confused.

He’d trained dozens of women and never felt anything but lust while he used them and pride when he sent them off to their new Masters. So, why was Susan any different?

He poured himself a short glass of Crown Royal Black and tipped it back in one gulp. He paced the floor, trying to decide what to do.

Meanwhile, when Susan arrived home, she sat down on her couch with a glass of wine and cried. She wished she knew what she had done to make Devon so angry, and she wondered why he sent her away instead of disciplining her. She felt like a failure.

She finished her wine, wiped her tears, and got ready for bed. Just as she was about to climb under the covers, her doorbell rang. She sighed and wondered who could possibly be at the door at this late hour.

When Susan opened the door, she was stunned to see Devon standing on her front porch.

“May I come in?” he asked, sounding formal and stiff.

“Yes, of course,” she answered and moved aside to let him into her living room. Once he was inside, she instinctively lowered her gaze.

Seeing how quickly she obeyed without being told made Devon smile briefly. He moved to the couch and asked, “May I sit down?”

Though it was confusing to her that he was being so polite and reserved, she motioned for him to sit. “May I get you something to drink, Sir?” she asked, trying to decide if she should be on her knees or not.

“Susan, please come sit next to me,” he said, patting the cushion. “I need to talk to you.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said. She sat down and tried not to let her nervousness be obvious. She was sure he was about to tell her that she’d failed the training and would not be getting a Master after all.

“Look at me, please,” he directed her. When she did so, he could see she’d been crying. He felt like an ass.

While he searched for what he wanted to say, Susan blurted out, “I’m sorry that I failed, Sir. I don’t know what I did wrong, but if you give me a chance to correct my mistake…”

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Devon interrupted. “At least not on purpose.”

Her brow furrowed in confusion, “Sir?”

“Susan, I came to apologize for my less than professional behavior. You seem to have had an unexpected effect on me, and it threw me off my groove. If I had an issue with you, I should have disciplined you, not sent you away. But since you didn’t do anything wrong, punishment would have been inappropriate. So, I handled the situation badly, and I couldn’t just leave it at that.”

“It’s okay, Sir. Look, if I’m not good enough for your clients, I understand.”

“On the contrary, you’re probably the best submissive I’ve ever trained. I have several very lucrative offers from men who want very much to be your new Master.”

“Oh,” Susan blushed. “That’s a good thing, right, Sir?”

“Yes, it’s a very good thing,” Devon smiled. Something about being here with her was making him feel better. “Look, I shouldn’t have sent you away. I promised you a reward, and then I cut it short because I got moody. We can finish our session tomorrow if you’re willing.”

“Well, you’re here,” she suggested. “We can just finish what we started tonight, if you’d like, Sir.”

Devon paused and shrugged, “I suppose there’s nothing saying we can’t. Nothing I had planned for the rest of the night requires any special accessories. If I need to spank you, I can just toss you over my knee and use my hand.” He winked and made her smile.

Susan took off her nightgown, got down on her knees, and presented herself to Devon. He grew instantly hard.

“Let’s go into your bedroom, slut. I want you to show me that you can be a little spirited in bed. Masters expect obedience, but they also like passion.”

“Yes, Sir.”

As he stripped off his clothes, she spread out on her bed and watched him. He was incredibly sexy! Her pussy tingled with arousal as he joined her.

He feasted on her breasts for a few minutes before kissing a trail down her stomach and landing on her bare mound. He spent some time enjoying the taste of her, making her moan. He had planned just to tease her a little and move on. But when she rocked her hips and panted, he continued until she arched her back and came hard, squirting her sweet nectar into his mouth, just as she had earlier.

Only this time, he didn’t share it with her like before. This time he flipped her over and let her juices drip out of his mouth and onto her puckered rosebud. He used his finger to get her ready, added some additional lubricant, and then he pushed the tip of his cock firmly against her anus. “Tell me you want me to fuck your ass,” he said coarsely.

“Oh, God, yes! Please, Sir! Please fuck my ass!” Susan cried out eagerly.

Devon pushed the head in slowly and waited for her to get used to his size. Then he thrust gently until he was all the way in. Her ass was so incredibly tight! He hoped he wasn’t hurting her.

Any fear of that was erased from his mind when she begged, “Please, Sir! Please fuck my ass hard! I promise to let you know if I can’t handle it.”

He couldn’t have held back if he tried. Susan was meeting every thrust as she pushed her ass back against him. She moaned loudly and pleaded with him to give it to her faster and harder.

Soon, he was ramming into her until each thrust had him balls deep in her tight ass. It was so fucking hot the way she begged for more that he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Sensing his climax was near, Susan moaned, “Please cum in me, Sir. Fill my slutty little ass with your hot seed!”

“Fuck! Take my cock, slut! Take it deep in your ass!” Devon shouted as he flooded her ass with his cum. He felt her body quiver as she had another orgasm as well.

After a few moments, Susan asked quietly, “Did I please you, Sir?”

Devon laughed and gave her ass a playful swat, “Yes, slut, you pleased me greatly. I imagine it’s been a long time since you’ve had a cock in your ass.”

She blushed, “That was the first time, Sir.”

He frowned, “Why didn’t you tell me that? I’d have been gentler if I’d known.”

She grinned impishly, “That’s why I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want you to go easy on my ass. I need to be able to please my new Master. I needed to know I could handle your cock. I figure few men are likely to be bigger than you, so if I can take you up my butt, I should be able to take pretty much anyone else’s dick.”

He laughed and nodded. She wasn’t wrong.

“Besides,” she added, “I really wanted you to fuck me hard. It felt amazing!”

He contemplated having her suck him hard again. But what he really wanted was to stay with her, hold her, and fall asleep with her. He shook off the idea, knowing it was better if he didn’t. However, he indulged himself with one more deeply passionate kiss before he said, “I need to go, now. I will call you tomorrow so we can discuss which Master will be the best choice for you.”

She blinked, “I just assumed you’d take the highest offer.”

He looked at her and smiled, “No, you’re far too special. I want to make sure whoever I choose is worthy of owning you.”