Chapter 14

A week had passed since the incident with the toy. Stella had no further news from her Dom, except for his driver's deliveries and his driver's visit to collect his punishment. During that time, she had been trying to find work. But in her situation and moreover in Paris, such a step was very difficult. She didn't know if he had forgotten about her and moved on. She sincerely hoped not. She had been practicing all week regularly, hoping to win his favour. She didn't understand why this man's opinion and approval meant so much to her in such a short time. He was like a piece of wood, which prevented him from sinking.

Saturday night,

She was making a chocolate cake. Baking was her favourite pastime. She loved doing it since childhood and it allowed her to relax. She stopped stirring her mixture when the doorbell rang. She washed her hands and went to open it. In front of her, her Dom with a big smile on his face:

- How long are you going to leave me at the entrance?

- Sorry, please enter... She moved away, totally surprised. Just that I didn't expect to see you...

He went inside and closed the door, before grabbing his submissive by the hips and kissing her hand.

- I really wanted to see you again.

Stella's body ignited in front of so much aggressiveness, accompanied by such gallantry. The coldness of the door against her had no effect compared to the warmth of the body and the arms that surround her and that she had been dreaming about for 1 week. Her body remembered the feeling of well-being he had caused in her. He released her, satisfied with the state he had put her in.

- It was to congratulate you for your punishment that I received on time in full. He caressed her cheek tenderly, before leaning in her ear: Have you progressed during my absence?

Stella's face turned crimson, realizing what her Dom was up to.

- I also hope sir...

- We'll check that out.

They went into the living room.

- You made pastry?

- Yes, a chocolate cake, she said with a smile. Do you like this?

- The question is do I like to eat it or if I like to make it?

He smiled at the joyful look Stella gave him. It seems to be one of her passions.

- Uhhhh both, if it's not too indiscreet sir, she said before lowering her eyes and fiddling with the ends of her dress.

He burst out laughing, before kissing her forehead tenderly.

- Just because I'm your Dom doesn't mean I can't share certain things with you. Trust comes from this kind of conversation. I like to eat it, but I'm not good at making it.

- I could teach you...

- Or you could make me some... Go finish, while I make a few phone calls.

He sat down around the table, before launching a call. Stella walked back to the kitchen, feeling her Dom's gaze on her. His compliment had just made her happier than she would have thought. This warmth to be at his side was an indescribable feeling. She was trying to apply herself to finish her preparation, without paying too much attention to the undressing gaze of the man in the room.

Scott, meanwhile, watched carefully all the gestures of his little protege. This grace, this ease, and this smile that she had in the kitchen would be formidable weapons as a submissive.

1 hour later,

His cake, which had been in the oven for a while, was starting to puff up and look good. During this time, she had taken the opportunity to do the dishes and bring others ones to the table to serve the cake later.

- How long are you going to keep me waiting?

The tone was imperious, but his smile did not budge. He understood that she was doing her best to avoid ending up at his feet sucking him off. In the same way that he had understood it, she too knew that she would not escape it if she wanted to continue seeing him. She positioned herself on her knees in front of his crotch. Her gestures were shaky. He smiled in front of so much childishness. He lifted her chin, before glaring at her. He wasn't upset, but he was slightly on edge and wanted to pressure her. He made a mental note, too, that she should be taught to kneel with much more grace and suggestiveness. These gestures were sorely lacking...

- Excuse me, sir... Stella resumed her movements. She undid the belt and pulled down the zipper of her Dom’s pant. She put her hand inside the boxer, before bringing out his dick. She wasn't a virgin, nor was she stupid for not knowing what a man's penis looked like. But she had seen only one in her entire life, the one of her husband. And that of the man in front of whom she was kneeling had nothing to do with that of her husband and the dildos she had been sucking all week. The sight of the cock in front of her gave her only one desire: to touch it, knead it and feel it inside her...

Scott admired the face of his submissive, whose gaze had changed. These pupils were burning with an incredible desire...

- Go ahead, Stella.... Relieve me...

She gripped the rod harder in her hands. It was different from dildos, it throbbed in her hands, and it was warmer. She moistened her mouth, before sticking out her tongue to tickle the glans. She began to suck on the glans, closing her eyes. Was it to concentrate or to avoid meeting her Dom gaze?

- Deeper and look at me... I want to see your whore’s face while you suck me...

She obeyed, opening her eyes before sucking more and more length between her hands.

- Play with your tongue and pump faster...

She complied, putting more enthusiasm to carry out the request of her Dom. Scott was sighing with pleasure at his submissive's work. It wasn't perfect but it was a good start. The motivation she put into doing what he had asked of her made her forget the little scratches on her teeth from time to time. It even exceeded his expectations. She was playing with his balls as she went down and up as best, she could along his full length. After a few blowjobs he could set the pace but for now he let her. He first let her get used to giving pleasure to a man. The lustful eyes that observed her reactions and her moans, had at first astonished him before pleasing him. This girl was just awesome. He knew better than anyone that it was his endurance that allowed him to hold on to this point. A virgin would have already enjoyed, thus surrounded by the heat and the softness which Stella's mouth gave him.

- Stella, it's very good... Yes... Yes...

Stella watched his reactions as she sucked him. Initially stoic, he began to moan more and more. She felt all powerful and a heat radiated from her lower abdomen. She needed him to come because she couldn't take it anymore. But she refused to lose, she wanted him to cum through her mouth.

- You'll have to swallow it all, sweetie...

He blocked Stella's mouth, before cumming hard. Scott's member twitched in his mouth, before he released in several spurts. He withdrew and she swallowed all his seed. It didn't taste pleasant, but she had no choice, he had ordered her to swallow it. Despite a most abundant ejaculation, his cock went back to attention.

- Clean up, baby...

She began to clean the sperm that remained on the shaft of her man. Once done, he put away his dick before congratulating her by stroking her head. She felt happy, the gratification of her Dom filled her...

- It was great for a first time...