Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca (28 page)

Becca smiled and giggled as if happy hearing her nanny’s words. 

Patrick was amazed and stunned at the scene and the conversation.  Becca willingly opened her legs wide when instructed and as the cloth dipped between them, Patrick felt his cock thicken even more painfully against its confinement.   He had missed his wife desperately after being able to sink himself into her several times during each day and again when he took her to his bed.  These past few days had tested his self control, a battle he felt he could quickly lose. 

Instead, he forced himself to breathe deeply and get himself under control.  He stayed still until she was finished with her bath.  Catherine smiled and nodded to him as she stood and stepped away from the tub. 

Rebecca squealed in fright when she felt herself lifted straight out of the water.  When she was turned to face her husband, she screamed and threw her arms and legs around him.  Patrick was delighted at the welcome, hugging the wiggling, soaking wet woman against his chest.

“Papa… Papa… Papa,” she repeated until Patrick laughed loudly.

“That’s right, Becca, your Papa is home.” 

She giggled and when he tried to set her down, she clung to his neck.  Patrick peeled her hands away.  “Let Nanny dry you off sweetie.  I’m not going anywhere.” 

Rebecca blushed seeing that she had soaked his suit and then turned bright red as she realized she was totally nude and then wondered how long he had been standing there. 

He grinned seeing her blush and knew she was embarrassed. 

She wiggled and squirmed while she was dried with a fluffy towel. 

Patrick wrapped the towel around her tiny body and picked her up into his arms.  He nodded once at Catherine and then carried his wife to his room. 

Rebecca was beyond happy.  Her Papa was home! Patrick set her down on the bed and she suddenly found herself to be shy, her body aching for him but her mind warning her that he had been so angry when he left on his trip.  Her hands clung to the towel as she watched him remove his wet clothing. 

He turned to her and saw her blushing and trembling.  He smiled down at her remembering the first time he had placed her on his bed.  “I missed you, Becca.  Did you miss your Papa?” 

She looked up at him, her green eyes shining as they met his deep blue ones.  She saw the love in his eyes as well as desire.  He wasn’t angry any longer.  Shuddering just a bit, she nodded and relaxed her grip on the towel. 

Patrick gently removed it from her and tossed it onto the floor revealing her freshly scrubbed body, her skin glowing from both the bath and her arousal.  He climbed onto the bed and gently laid her down.  She unconsciously spread her legs apart, her freshly shorn mound causing his heart to pound even harder.  He could see that she was scared but had also seen the need in her own eyes.  He bent to kiss her and she clung to him, her mouth opening for his tongue.  He groaned as he explored her sweet mouth and felt her breasts against his chest.  He continued to kiss her as his hand explored her.  He tweaked a nipple and she groaned into his mouth as he rolled her nipples between his fingers.  His hand dropped even lower and she immediately spread her legs wider.  She was soaking wet, her lips slippery against his fingers. 

Patrick had stopped at Eleanor’s on the way home to hear about all that had transpired during his absence.  He had been amazed at the story and though he had just heard Catherine’s words and seen his wife’s obedience, he wanted additional proof of Rebecca’s training.  He lubricated his finger in Rebecca’s abundant cream and then pressed it against her puckered hole.  He waited for her to flinch or to fight.  Instead, she lifted her hips slightly and pressed herself against his finger.  He kissed her even harder and slowly began to press his finger into her bottom.  Her moan was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.  Her bottom opened to him, her nipples tightening against his chest. 

He released her mouth and saw her blushing.  “Keep your eyes on mine, Becca, let me watch your sweet face.” 

Her eyes widened and her flush deepened but she kept her green eyes locked onto his deep blue ones.  He pressed his finger into her another inch.  He heard her small whimper but also felt her bottom moving against his invasion, pushing down as if to seat his digit more fully into her bottom.   

She was extremely tight but the warmth of her passage caused his cock to throb.  Groaning, he slowly removed his finger only to lift his wife’s legs over his shoulders. 

Rebecca trembled as he positioned her but was desperate to be filled.  It had been so long and her body was on fire.

“Keep your eyes on me.  Put your hands on the rails, Becca.  Can you keep them there without your cuffs?” 

She immediately obeyed and her voice shook as she answered, “Ye… yes sir, Papa.” 

He smiled down at her, and then pushed slowly into her pussy.   Rebecca’s head thrashed as she was filled.  Patrick went slowly, wanting to watch her fight to accommodate him inch by inch.  Her eyes were glazed with her need, her teeth worrying her bottom lip as she moaned.  Her tiny body slowly adjusted to his penetration.  Once fully seated, he began to pump in and out of her. 

Rebecca moaned and began to pump her hips up to meet him at every stroke, her breathing ragged, her heart pounding. 

When Patrick bent to suckle a hard nipple into his mouth, she exploded, her pussy contracting hard around his cock.  She screamed with her pleasure, the intensity so much more after being led to the brink dozens of times in the past several days.  Almost immediately, she felt her desire build again and she soon arched her back and her next scream filled the room and was even heard downstairs where Catherine was cleaning up the bathroom. 

Catherine shuddered at the raw, primitive sound, the pleasure acutely obvious to any who heard.

Patrick moaned as Rebecca’s body continued to convulse around his cock.  He let himself go and rammed into her as hard and as fast as he physically was able.  He almost screamed himself as he thrust the final time and erupted into her.  He was a bit undone with the intensity of the act wishing he had lasted even longer.  He grinned knowing he was not yet done in seeing all that his wife had learned. 

  Patrick rolled onto his back, taking his wife with him.  Rebecca was breathing hard, her heart pumping.  She blushed seeing her husband looking at her but saw him smile.  She buried her head under his chin and he chuckled.

“I’m glad to be home, Becca.  I’ve really missed having my little girl in my bed.” 

She trembled but then relaxed against him as he began to stroke her hair.  “I’ve missed you so much Papa.  Please don’t ever leave me again.” 

Patrick smiled loving her words and the sincerity he heard in her voice.  He continued to stroke her arms, her hair, and her back until his cock thickened.  She felt it grow beneath her stomach and couldn’t help but squirm against it.  Patrick rolled her onto her back and then sat back on his heels.  She blushed beautifully as he reached out to play with her breasts. 

She was suddenly shy as she remembered her screams. She wondered if her nanny had heard her being allowed to finally take her pleasure and her face flushed at the possibility. 

Patrick loved watching the emotions run across her face even as her body trembled in need.  He reached down and helped her to sit up. 

She looked at him, questions in her eyes but he knew she would never find the courage to question him.  He guided her hands until they were both wrapped around his shaft.  She blushed even more but began to stroke him as he guided her movements. 

They both remembered the scene when she had consented to be this man’s wife.  He removed his hands and she continued to stroke and touch him on her own, loving the feel of his sex in her hands.  He bent to kiss the top of her head.

“Becca, put my cock in your mouth,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “Suckle it just like you do your binkie.”  Patrick saw her blush and her confusion and repeated.  “Show me you are learning your lessons Rebecca.  Put my cock in your mouth sweetie.”  He pushed down on her shoulders until her head was bent over his throbbing erection. 

She whimpered and clenched her eyes shut, her hands still holding him.  She had never even considered the act before though she felt her kitty clench at his order. 

“That’s my good girl.  Open your lips.  Put Papa’s cock in your mouth and suckle.  Suckle your Papa little one.” 

She opened her mouth and felt his hand on the back of her head.  She put her lips on the tip of his cock and heard him groan.  She pulled back.  “No, Becca, you may not pull away.  You will keep my cock in your mouth until I allow you to release me.  Now, put my cock back into your mouth and take as much as you can.” 

She shut off the part of her that was screaming for her to fight.  She opened her heart and her mouth.  She closed her lips around his hard shaft and began to suckle as she did with her both of her binkies.  She suddenly understood that her nanny had been preparing her for this very order of submission. 

Patrick held himself still, the sensation of her mouth pulling on him the most incredible feeling in the world.  She took a bit more and he felt her tongue tasting him. 

Though he had just come inside his wife, watching her head bob up and down in his lap, her full lips surrounding his raging erection, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.  She would be in this position thousands of times, but he had yet another place to claim.  He gently pulled her away and smiled as her face flushed, her small lips still parted as if missing the pacifier she had been given.  He bent to kiss her lips and then guided her onto her hands and knees. 

She whimpered at the position even as he spread her legs a bit wider. 

Patrick was quick to reassure her.  “Shhh, I’m not going to spank you, Becca.  You did a good job sucking Papa’s cock.  What happens after your nanny prepares your bottom for the binkie?” 

She blushed with the shame of having to speak of such acts but feeling his hand on her upturned bottom helped her remember her training.  “She puts my bottom binkie up my bo… bottom Papa.” 

Patrick smiled and his erection grew larger.  “That’s right, Becca.  I’m going to take your bottom.  Reach back and open your bottom wide for your Papa.” 

She felt her eyes fill with tears.  He was much thicker and far longer than her bottom binkies.  Her body began to tremble but did as she was told.  She felt him push into her kitty and relaxed. 

Patrick knew she thought she had heard him wrong but she hadn’t.  He continued to slowly stroke in and out of her pussy even as he used his fingers to gather her natural lubricant to prepare her bottom hole.  She arched and moaned as she felt his wet fingers on her pucker, one sliding inside her bottom as he continued to coat her opening.  Once the little hole was slick and a bit relaxed, he pulled out of her pussy and placed his cock at her virgin opening. 

When she felt the pressure, she moaned, “Papa… please Papa… it… it won’t… won’t fit.  It… it hurts me.  You are big… bigger than my… my bottom binkie.” 

Patrick reached out to stroke her back.  “Shhh, lay down Rebecca.  Put your cheek and tummy down and lift your bottom for me.  I am going to fuck you in your bottom, Becca.  I will take all of you.  You are mine Rebecca Louise McGavin.  Every single, beautiful inch of your body belongs to me.”

His vulgar promise of what was to occur caused her heart to pound in fear and anticipation.  Patrick watched as she obeyed him, positioning her bottom for his penetration.  Without further words, he gripped her hips and began to push inside her bottom.  She wailed and began to pull away.  Knowing she needed reminding of exactly who was in control and that he would always make sure of her obedience, Patrick quickly popped his hand hard against her bottom and she yelped.  She felt him swat her again and again, her bottom beginning to burn as it had been spanked every single day for over a week.  His voice was hard and very firm when he spoke, “Where did I tell you to have your hands, young lady?” 

She jerked but her hands flew back to open her bottom to him. 

“That’s better little one.  That’s my good girl, spread your bottom wide for me.”  The spanks stopped but the pressure increased. 

Rebecca remembered her lessons and pushed back against him a little.  She felt intense shame to be participating in this obscene penetration but her body was begging her to attempt to lessen the burning pain.  She sobbed as he continued to seat himself even as she tried to accept his use of her bottom.  

It took quite a long while and several more punishing spanks before Patrick was fully seated.  Rebecca tried to obey but the intense stretch at her anal muscle caused her to scream and finally beg for him to stop.  While her nanny had begun to train her for anal use, the true act of sodomy was extremely painful.  Her cries fell on deaf ears.  She was his and he would do as he desired.  She was both crying and panting hard when he finally pushed fully into her, his balls lying against the heat of her upturned bottom, its skin red from the many swats she had received as he took her virginity. 

She felt fuller than she had in her life and he didn’t allow her much time to grow accustomed to being full before he began to move in and out of her bottom.  She was burning both inside and out and it was very painful despite the fact that her nanny had put a dilator up her bottom for the past several nights.  Patrick was far longer and thicker than the plugs she had been forced to accept and her nanny had never thrust in and out of her bottom like her husband was doing. 

Patrick buried himself again and again, the tightness of her walls causing him to groan.  She was incredibly tight and her walls felt like velvet surrounding him.  He would never grow tired of the sight of her spanked bottom cheeks, her tiny hands holding herself wide to reveal her tiny pucker spread around his cock as he plunged into her bottom.  He allowed one hand to drop to her core and he began to stroke her clit.  It was swollen and erect and she began to moan almost immediately as she arched higher into him.  “That’s my good girl, Becca.  Push your bottom back, open your bottom so Papa can fuck your precious little bottom.”