Tyler didn't respond. He just looked at her.

"I mean yes, Master," she said, reaching behind her back to pull the string that would release the skirt.

"That one is free," he said. "But the next time you question my judgment, I will punish you."

Krista's breath caught in her throat and she wondered exactly what that meant.

"Punish me how, Master," she asked as she shimmied the skirt down her thighs, leaving it to fall in a heap at her feet. She stepped out of it and picked it up, laying it on one of the shelves so it wouldn't wrinkle. Tyler grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly against his chest. His voice took on a low, ominous tone as he spoke softly, slowly, dragging out each sentence.

"There are all sorts of punishments for naughty girls," he said. "Maybe I will turn you over my knee and whip you with a paddle. Maybe I'll push you to your knees and make you suck my cock while I spank you with a flogger. If you are really naughty, I may tie you up, work your body until just before you come and then stop, over and over and over until you can't even think anymore."

Krista shivered, not knowing if it was from fear or excitement. She'd felt the heat between her legs rising with each word he'd said. She was having a hard time deciding to be good when the punishments all sounded so interesting. "What if I say no, Master?" she asked out of curiosity, looking up into his eyes.

"That word doesn't exist for you within these walls. You can say it. But it won't do you any good. I'm in charge here and I say what happens. That's what it really means to give up the control you spoke of. It means you're entirely in my hands and you have no will, no choice. You do what I say, when I say it, and trust in me to bring you the pleasure you seek."

"Unless I say my safe word?" she asked.

"Then everything stops and you return to the safety and tedium that drove you to escape into my world," Tyler said.

Krista took a deep breath and pushed away her fear as she exhaled. It was hard to admit, but she wanted this, maybe even needed it.

"I understand," she said.

"Lesson number two," Tyler said. "Every time you address me, in any way, you will call me Master or Sir. There is a reason why I am Master here and it isn't because I get off on the idea of dominating women. It's because I'm strong enough to push you past your comfort zone, to teach your body about the exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain, to force you to accept the things about yourself from which you would hide, and to unleash your base desires, the scary ones that call to you from your subconscious."

As Tyler talked, he scraped his nails down her naked back, still holding her tightly against him. Krista felt herself getting wetter, moisture collecting on her panties.

"Yes, Master," she breathed. She ran a hand down his chest, wishing he was as naked as she was, wanting to feel his bare chest beneath her fingers. With great effort, she pulled away from him and pushed her panties down her thighs, exposing herself to his heavy gaze. She could feel his eyes on her as she pushed them to the floor and a feeling of vulnerability engulfed her.

For a long moment, Tyler just looked at her. She was stunning. Long, light brown hair brushed her back. High, rounded breasts with pink upturned nipples and curvy hips filled his eyes. Her body was perfect, but it was nothing compared to her face. She had light, grayish blue eyes that tilted up at the corners and a cute little nose. He knew she had a full, bow-shaped mouth, but she had sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and was biting down on it. She looked up at him, waiting, hands clenched tightly with what he could only assume was apprehension.

"Don't move," he said.

"Yes, Master," she said.

Tyler left to peruse the shelves, looking for a few things to get them started. He picked up a pair of adjustable nipple clamps with a chain running between them. These were perfect and would adorn her body like jewels. He also picked up a small vibrating anal plug, a suede leather flogger and two sets of restraints.

Krista watched him move around the room, picking up things here and there. She didn't think she could stand it as he strolled along, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she stood here - stark naked. It was hard to see what he was picking up, but knowing that it was meant for her made her nervous.

He returned after a few minutes with several items which he laid on the bed. He picked up the nipple clamps, and sat down on the edge.

"Come here," he said.

"Yes Master," she said as she walked slowly over to stand in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed one of her glorious breasts, sucking the nipple into his mouth. With a gasp, Krista reveled in the feel of his mouth, sucking, biting and licking at her breast. Her nipple hardened and he pulled away, clamping it. He gradually increased the pressure of the clamp until Krista cried out in pain. He lowered the pressure marginally and rubbed a hand against her clit, mingling the pain with pleasure. He then repeated the entire process for her other breast.

By the time he had finished, Krista was fully vested in the outcome of the evening. Her breasts ached, but they also seemed to be attached directly to her pussy in an inverse relationship. It seemed like the more they hurt, the wetter her pussy became. "Please, Master," she said. "A little harder."

Tyler chuckled. Despite her newness, she was instinctive and naturally inclined to walk the razor edge of pleasure and pain. He increased the pressure of one clamp and Krista squeezed her thighs together around his hand, letting her head fall back in pleasure. A small moan escaped her mouth as Tyler increased the pressure on the other clamp.

"How do you feel," he asked her running his fingernail along the edge of her abdomen, sending shivers down her spine and ripples of pleasure through her as the clamps jiggled on her breasts.

"It hurts," she said. "At least at first anyway. Then it changes." She did not know how to describe the feelings within her body. She hadn't talked about her pussy or breasts before to anyone other than her gynecologist. This was completely different.

Tyler gave a small tug on the chain connecting her breasts and Krista cried out in pain, even as her pussy cream began to run down her thigh. "Answer me completely," he said. "And do not fail to address me as Master."

Krista took a deep breath, blushing prettily as she said, "Yes Master. It hurt at first, then my pussy started to throb. Each time the pain peaks, my pussy clenches tighter. My breasts still ache, Master, but I'm so aroused, I have pussy juice running down my leg."

"Perfect," Tyler said, picking up the vibrating anal plug. Quick as lightning, his hand darted out and wrapped around her wrist. Tugging softly, he pulled Krista onto his lap, exposing her rear.

"Have you done anal before?" he asked as he licked his forefinger and slowly inserted it into her anal cavity.

"Yes Master," she said. "Once."

"Did you like it," he asked, working his finger back and forth.

Krista shuddered at the memory, feeling her muscles clench as the nipple clamps rubbed against his pants. "Yes," she whispered.

"Address me correctly, pet," Tyler said as he smacked her ass with his other hand.

"Yes, Master," Krista said, as the sting began to dissolve.

Tyler continued working on Krista's rear. She was so tight; he knew she wasn't ready for any serious anal penetration. He worked his finger in and out of her anal cavity, loosening her up. As he gradually minimized her muscle resistance, he pulled her cheeks apart with this other hand. A second finger joined the first, slowly, giving her time to adjust to the new size. He moved them back and forth until he thought she was ready, then slowly pulled them out. The cold plug pushed against her sphincter and with a smooth motion, slid inside her, drawing a startled breath from her lips.

"Very good," he said, giving her ass a gentle slap before turning the dial that would make the plug vibrate. "You know most women don't enjoy their first anal experience."

As the plug began to vibrate inside her, she moaned, enjoying the stimulation.

Her voice shook as she answered, "No, Master. I didn't know."

Tyler pushed Krista back a foot or two and stood. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her over to a large wooden contraption that looked like a big X. With infinite care he attached the restraints to the top and bottom of each side. When he finished, he tugged playfully on the clamp chain, turning her around to face the rack.

Krista gasped at the sensation and wondered what this contraption was supposed to do. She had so many questions, but he seemed not to notice as he pulled one of her wrists up and attached it to the restraint with a secure knot. He repeated the process for her ankle. As he finished, he lifted his head and bit her on the cheek of her ass. Her anal muscles clenched tightly on the plug and she cried out in surprise.

"Spread your legs, Krista," he said. "Match your body to the X."

Krista slid her legs apart, reaching out with her free hand to grab the wooden device to steady her balance.

Tyler restrained the other half of Krista's body, first her wrist, then her ankle. He slid two fingers into her pussy from behind as he stood forcing a moan to escape from her mouth. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, reached up and put them against her lips.

"Taste yourself," he said. Krista balked at the idea, but couldn't pull away. Tyler felt her resistance and swatted her ass. "What did I tell you about the word no?" he asked. "I am Master here and you will do as I tell you." He pushed his fingers inside her mouth.

Krista was surprised to find that the taste was not unpleasant. She was still a little weirded out to be licking her body's juices off his fingers, but it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She used her tongue to clean his fingers, wrapping it around each one and stroking the length up and down.

When she had sucked his fingers clean, he pulled them from her mouth and snatched the flogger from the floor. He was going to enjoy introducing Krista to the pleasure of punishment. It had to be done carefully, though. Tyler was well aware that many Doms ruined this opportunity, too obsessed with their need for power to properly train their subs to equate the pain with pleasure. Krista was a treasure and failing to train her perfectly from the start would be a sin.

Tyler grabbed a chair, placed it next to Krista's leg and sat with one leg on each side of hers. He ran the flogger down her back, barely touching her with it. Her skin pebbled with goose bumps and she shivered in expectation. With a flick of his wrist, the strands of suede landed against the supple flesh of Krista's ass with a soft thwap.

Krista gasped as she felt the flogger smack against her ass with a sting. But when Tyler began rubbing her clit, her gasp turned into a moan and she pushed against his hand relishing the pleasure. Just as the pressure started to build, he pulled his fingers away. Again the flogger landed against her skin, harder this time and she felt the answering touch of his fingers. He moved his fingers against her, building the pressure higher and higher.

For half an hour, he continued until Krista didn't even think of the pain, only the touch of his fingers on her clit. She had given up any pretense of modesty and began begging for release after about ten minutes as Tyler worked her body. Pussy juice ran down her legs all the way to her ankles and she thought she would die if she didn't come soon.

"Please, Master," she begged. "Please, please, please. I can't take it anymore. Please let me come."

Tyler drew back the flogger and began smacking it against her ass, over and over and over again. He shoved two fingers inside her while twiddling his thumb back and forth over her clit. This time, he didn't pull away. He pressed hard against her clit with his thumb, knowing that the vibrating plug in her ass, his fingers in her pussy and his thumb on her clit would send her over the edge, no matter how hard he spanked her.

"Come now, Krista," he said. "Let me feel your pussy convulse around my fingers."

That was all it took to send Krista over the edge. It didn't matter that he continued to whip her as she convulsed. It didn't matter that six months ago she would have been mortified to be in such a position. It didn't even matter that she had met this man tonight and that they were still in a club where people danced and drank on the other side of the wall. Krista's orgasm was beyond intense. Her legs gave way and she sagged against her bonds, sweaty and satiated.

Tyler dropped the flogger. "Very good, Krista," he said. "Did you like that?"

"Yes Master," she said, breathlessly.

"Good," he said unfastening her ankles. He unfastened her wrists and she took the chance to stretch her arms and back. "Walk around," he said. "You need to get your blood flowing after being in one position for so long."

"Yes Master," she said.

As Krista walked around the room, she wondered about Tyler. He was still fully clothed and did not really appear to be that interested in her, at least not like Damien had been. Damien hadn't been able to resist losing control with her and she wished she could see that she was having some type of effect on Tyler.

Tyler took another set of restraints over to the bed and attached them to the corners. As he finished, Krista walked up.

"On your knees," he said to her, unfastening his belt buckle. He pulled his dick from his pants as Krista dropped to her knees in front of him.

"Suck it," he said.

"Yes Master," she said, licking her lips.

Tyler groaned as Krista leaned forward and licked the tip, then ran her tongue up and down the sides of his dick. When she reached the head, she wrapped her mouth around it, and sucked him into her mouth.

As she sucked him deeper and deeper inside, stroking his dick with her tongue and making little circles, here and there, Tyler dug his fingernails into his palms. Holy christ, she gave good head. He had known she would from the way she'd sucked his fingers, but this was incredible.

When Krista felt his dick hit the back of her throat, she changed the angle and pushed him deeper into her throat passage. She swallowed him down, all the way to the base, then slowly pulled his dick out of her mouth. She went back down on his long length, trying to get used to the size of him. As his dick neared the back of her throat again, she relaxed. This time he slid easily into her throat and she concentrated on breathing around him. She pushed him deeper and deeper, swallowing several times.

Tyler was losing his mind. He felt her throat muscles tremble around his dick. No one had ever done that to him before. It was the most exquisite thing he had ever experienced.

"Oh my fucking god," Tyler said as he grasped her head with his hands. Krista had shown already that she could take it all and he was eager to see if she could keep it up. He pulled his dick out of her mouth and then pushed it back inside, all the way down her throat. "That's right. Take it all. Show me how much you love this dick." He increased the tempo, pleased when she didn't pull away or choke. He felt her relax her mouth and throat to accommodate his thrusts.

Krista loosened up as much as she could. No one had ever talked to her the way he was and she felt like she should be offended. Instead, her pussy was getting wet again and she moaned around the dick in her throat.

When Tyler felt the vibrations go through his dick, he groaned. His balls tightened and his orgasm erupted. "Oh yeah, baby. Suck that cock. Suck it good," he said, moaning deeply as he gave one last thrust, squirting his come deep into her throat. As his orgasm subsided, Tyler pulled his dick from her throat, giving her a chance to breathe.

Krista took a deep breath, rising from her knees as Tyler collapsed onto the bed. She went to the mini-fridge and grabbed two bottles of water. As Krista returned with the drinks, her pussy throbbed, forcefully. She had never gotten turned on from giving a blowjob before, but she guessed there was a first time for everything. Maybe it was the anal plug.

"Master, my pussy is throbbing," she said as she handed Tyler a bottle of water.

Tyler looked at her and decided that she definitely deserved a reward. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her towards another strange looking contraption. It looked like a leather stool, set on top of a wooden block. He reached down, pulled a case from the drawer in the wooden base, and selected a double ended attachment.

"This is a Sybian," he said, squirting lubricant on both appendages after affixing them to the machine. . With a sudden motion, he pushed Krista's head towards the floor, exposing her wet, swollen pussy and the anal plug, still vibrating in her ass. He gently removed the plug from her ass, admiring her anal opening. Pouring a little lubricant into his hand, he rubbed it into both orifices and guided her into position, helping her slide the toys inside. When her clit lay flush against the base, Tyler flipped the switch, sending intense vibrations coursing through her.

"Oh my god," she said overwhelmed by sensory overload. The pulsations inside her dual holes were unbelievable. Moaning, she began to grind her clit against the vibrating base.

"There you go," he said, walking away to grab a chair so he could watch. "Oh, and one more thing" he called back over his shoulder. "You aren't allowed to come unless I give you permission. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master," Krista said. "I don't know how to stop it, though. It's too intense."

Tyler turned and walked back over to where Krista rocked back and forth on the toy. "Pay attention Krista," he said reaching out to grab her head, putting his mouth against her ear. "Your pleasure is at my will. If you come without permission, you will be punished." He kissed her on the side of her head and went to get his chair.

Anticipation and fear coursed through her body. Tyler had a way of making ordinary words sound exciting and sinister at the same time. She wanted to obey, but didn't know how. Unless she got up off the toy, she wouldn't be able to prevent the vibrations from pushing her over the edge. Krista leaned forward, ground her clit against the vibrating base, then rocked back pushing it deeper into her asshole. She threw her head back in ecstasy as the two sensations engulfed her senses.

Tyler returned carrying a chair and the flogger. He knew that she was going to come from the machine. No woman had ever lasted longer than a few minutes. The question was how long she would draw it out.

Krista heard Tyler set the chair down, but couldn't seem to focus on him. The sensations flowing through her wore against her will. She tried to follow directions, but the machine seemed to take over her body, forcing her to undulate against it. With a sudden crack, the flogger licked against the curve of her ass. The momentary pain focused the machine's pleasure in her clit, drawing a moan from deep in her throat.

"I thought I said not to come," Tyler said softly, rubbing his hardening dick with one hand and wielding the flogger with the other.

"I didn't Master," Krista said apprehensively. She was trying not to, but the way the flogger felt against her skin, made it hard not to clench her muscles tightly around the toy and ride out her orgasm.

"Not for lack of trying," he said watching her squirm as he cracked the flogger against her again.

"I can't help it Master," she cried. "Please let me come."

Tyler hit her again with the flogger. "No," he said. "I say when it's time." Another swat licked against her skin.

"Yes Master," she said. Krista wasn't sure whether it was heaven or hell she was visiting. The pleasure ringing through her body was amazing. The effort to hold back the orgasm, nigh impossible. With each strike of the flogger against her skin, her pussy and asshole clenched around the vibrating toys, building the pressure inside her higher and higher. If she didn't do something to control herself, her orgasm would overtake her whether she wanted it to or not.

She bore down on the machine, clenching her teeth and focusing her eyes on a spot against the wall. Each time the flogger touched her, she counted a number. She resolved that if she got to a hundred, she'd let go, punishment be damned, but nothing was going to make her come before then unless he told her to.

Tyler watched as her body changed. She was still enjoying the spanking, still enjoying the machine, but she was drawing on an inner strength he hadn't known she possessed. She was enjoying the sensations without letting them overpower her. It was stunning to see and something that was almost impossible to teach.

As Tyler worked her with the lash for nearly twenty minutes, Krista maintained her focus. Tyler finally stopped and had to admit, he was impressed. So often, subs and slaves lost their personality along with their will. It was possible that Krista would be different. He'd been searching for a sub that was strong enough to keep his interest past the training stage. He just didn't know what to do about Damien if she turned out to be the one.

Tyler felt genuine admiration growing for Krista's endurance and her willingness to mirror her will with his. Clearly she had a strong will of her own. Dominating a weak willed person was easy, but dominating a strong-willed person, that would be a heady thing.

Krista heard the switch flip and the vibrations within her ceased. Her shoulders sagged. It hadn't been enough. She had tried so hard to do what he wanted, but he obviously wasn't pleased, else he'd have let her come. She had failed. She didn't know how, but she had. Maybe she was supposed to beg more. She wished she knew.

Krista kept her face down as he pulled her off the machine and took her over to the rack. The throbbing inside her was incessant, but paled in comparison to the tears threatening to leak from her eyes. She bit down on her bottom lip to hide its quivering and closed her eyes.

Tyler looked down at her, lifting her chin to look into her face. "You didn't come," he said softly. "Why?"

Krista despised the catch in her voice as she answered him, eyes still tightly shut, "You said not to, Sir." A tear leaked from the corner of her eye and rolled down her cheek.

"Why are you crying?" he asked.

"I didn't please you, Master," she said dejectedly. "I tried so hard, but I didn't know what else I was supposed to do. And now you're going to punish me when I'm so horny I could die."

Tyler pulled her over to the rack, binding her wrists and ankles roughly. She leaned against the rack, glad for its support, preparing herself for the coming punishment.