Brian's First Day of Submissive Training (4 page)

Brian’s Breakthrough

He climbed the stairs onto the stage and faced the panel.

“Class,” Sir said, looking at the other students. “Mr. Bennington shared in his application that he was bullied by classmates at the predominantly African American school he attended as a child. Because of that, he has an unnatural fear of anyone of African American descent.” Sir looked up at Brian. “Is this true, Mr. Bennington?”

Brian nodded, cursing himself for putting it in the application. As if Sir could read his mind, the headmaster added, “Do not regret telling us your background. The more we know about you, the faster your training will advance. Hiding parts of yourself will only lead to difficulties later on. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You noted that you do not like anal sex. Why?”

He looked down at his feet. “Truthfully, I’ve never tried it, Sir. I don’t know if I like it or not, but it sounds uncomfortable as well as unnatural.”

Sir looked at the group again. “Part of a Dominant’s responsibility is to stretch and grow his sub without taking the submissive too far.”

Brian heard the steps of his new partner walking up the stairs. The Dom moved up behind Brian and wrapped his right arm around the front of Brian’s waist in a possessive manner. He looked down and was not surprised to see the skin was the color of dark chocolate.

The Dom’s voice was a low rumble next to his ear. “Are you ready for me?”

Brian struggled to breathe. He wasn’t prepared to do this… The dark Dom turned him around and tilted his chin up so that their gaze met. “Are you ready?”

Brian looked up into those dark hazel eyes expecting to see anger and hatred reflected in them, his irrational fear kicking in, but the man’s eyes were filled with lust—lust for him. Brian nodded slowly.

The Dom grazed his thumb across Brian’s lips before his mouth came down on them. Brian held his breath at first, alarmed by the contact. The man’s thick lips were warm and he had a spicy smell to his musk. Neither was unpleasant.

After the kiss, Brian’s new Dom held his arm up and stroked the outline of his ribs, causing Brian’s skin to burn with his touch. His dark skin contrasted beautifully against Brian’s creamy white.

Having this man touch
him intimately felt extremely forbidden, but Brian decided to give in to the feeling—wanting to feel wicked. When the Dom kissed him again using his tongue, Brian moaned into his mouth.

He heard movement on the stage. When they broke the embrace, he saw that a bed and small table had been placed near them. There were things laid out on the table, but he couldn’t tell what.

The Dom began unzipping Brian’s leather pants. Soon he was completely exposed to the audience. He looked away, not wanting to acknowledge that he had observers. Brian realized, however, that Sir was studying him with interest. He remembered clearly Sir’s critique and made a conscious choice to be more vocal this time.

“On all fours,” the Dom commanded. Brian saw the lubricant on the small table and began shaking. His heart raced as he got on his hands and knees, concerned that what came next would be painful. A small gasp escaped his lips as the Dom joined him on the bed.

His Dom ran his hands over Brian’s back for reassurance. “There is no reason to be frightened. I’m not going to hurt you.” The man picked up an object from the table. “Have you seen one of these before?”

Brian looked at the item in his hand. It looked like a short phallus with a flanged end that was decorated with a large clear crystal. He answered quietly, “No.”

The Dom seemed amused and nodded his head. “It has an unromantic name, but is an enjoyable piece of equipment.”

Brian tried to calm his erratic heartbeat. He was grateful that his partner was being understanding and patient. “What is it?”

“It’s called a butt plug.”

Brian looked up at him uneasily.

Sir interrupted the scene to talk to the other students. “As you can see, his Dom has chosen a smaller device, since this is his first time.” The girls nodded as if they understood, but Brian couldn’t miss the relief on their faces at knowing they weren’t the ones up on stage.

He watched in a combination of fear and fascination as the Dom covered it in lubricant. “Lay your head on the pillow but keep your ass in the air. I want you to look back towards me.”

Brian did as he was asked, the position making his anus more accessible to the Dom and easier for everyone else to see. He held his breath as his partner moved down between his legs. The instrument was
way
bigger than the thing Brian had played with. He closed his eyes, determined not to flinch.

“No, open them,” his Dom demanded.

Brian looked at the man, realizing that being silent and shutting his eyes to get through it was not allowed. His Dom needed and wanted Brian to communicate with him.

He fought the urge to clam up as he felt the cold tip of the plug push against his sphincter. He gasped when it slowly eased it inside him, stretching his tight hole, and he then grunted in discomfort as the Dom forced it farther in.

His partner pulled the plug out slightly and then pushed it back in. The movement seemed to loosen Brian’s muscles and the toy advanced farther inside his ass. The Dom continued the process, moving slowly and allowing Brian’s body to adjust. Despite the small diameter of the plug, it felt as if there were a full-sized shaft inside him. He couldn’t begin to imagine what a real cock would feel like.

Brian panted as he continued to adjust to the ever-widening girth of the plug. Just when he didn’t think his ass could stretch any more, he hit the stopper. His anus clamped around it. The plug wasn’t going anywhere until his Dom pulled it out. The man bent down and kissed Brian, stating, “It looks stunning.”

Brian envisioned his butt in the air, with a crystal where his asshole should be. Maybe it did look nice. At least his Dom was pleased. Brian felt accomplished. He’d taken the foreign object inside him but it certainly felt strange.

“Lie down on your back now,” his Dom growled lustfully.

Brian shivered with excitement, knowing there was more planned. He lay down and looked up at the handsome Dom. The man looked so strong and powerful standing over him. He held his breath when his partner undressed and Brian saw the Dom’s manhood for the first time. It was a lighter shade than the rest of him and incredibly thick. He must have read the fear in Brian’s eyes, because he asked, “Do you want to please me?”

Brian’s cock throbbed in response. Yes, he
did
want to please his Dom, but he was still unsure of having sex with men. He thought back to what Sir had said. He’d told the class that a good Dominant knew the limits of his sub. Did Brian trust this man not to push him too far? He looked up into those hazel eyes again and had no doubt. “I wish to please you.”

His dark-skinned Dom climbed onto the bed and lay next to him. He released the cock ring around Brian’s shaft first. Brian grunted in gratitude,
then the man placed Brian’s hand on his dark shaft and ordered him to stroke it. The Dom leaned forward and grasped Brian’s cock.

Brian couldn’t help it and closed his eyes as he felt the masculine grip on his manhood. He could come in an instant, but resisted the urge. Instead, he focused on the feel of the man’s thick member in his hand. He’s never touched another man’s cock, much less stroked it for pleasure.

It felt so wrong and yet, so familiar and right. Was he going to hell for this? At the moment, he didn’t care…

The two played each other with passionate enthusiasm. His Dom knew how to bring him to the brink of orgasm by stroking with different rhythms, applying varied pressure, and slowing down, sometimes slapping his balls lightly to ease the need to come.

Brian, on the other hand, only knew one pace and had to constantly be instructed to slow down and ease up on the pressure.

The man used his hand like a skilled instrument and Brian, in turn, vocalized loudly with grunts and gasps, letting his Dom know how good it felt.

“Come for me. I want to feel your white cock shudder in my hand.”

Brian groaned, wanting to give him that pleasure. He tilted his head back and started groaning deep in his throat. This was going to be an orgasm like none he’d experienced before. His whole body tensed right before the first intense surge hit. He cried out as the sheer strength of it blurred his senses. For a moment, he lost track of everything—where he was, what he was doing, who he was with…

When Brian finally came back to reality, he became aware of his Dom. The man leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. “Good boy.” Then he grabbed Brian’s hand and wrapped it around his rock hard cock. Brian stroked it for all he was worth, wanting to bring the man satisfaction. He was pleased when he felt the Dom’s shaft begin pulsing in his grip. It was erotic watching his partner’s pleasure burst from his shaft as his pelvis thrust his shaft into Brian’s hand.

He lay there for several moments, catching his breath after such an intense session. Finally, his Dom pulled away and reached between Brian’s legs to slowly remove the plug. Brian actually felt empty when it was gone. He rolled off the bed and stood up groggily, weak from their encounter.

“How do you feel right now?” Sir asked.

“Completely satisfied, Sir.”

“Are you still uncertain about taking a man anally?”

He snuck a peek at him, debating whether to be totally honest. “Yes, but not as much, Sir.”

The headmaster gave a snorting laugh. “I appreciate your honesty, Mr. Bennington. You appear to be taking our critiques to heart, although I was concerned when your Dom began manipulating your cock and you clammed up.”

His Dom laughed, nodding in agreement. “Yes, he was a difficult read there for a moment, but I figured him out.” He picked up Brian’s clothes and handed them over. Brian was ready to walk off the stage when Sir reminded him curtly, “Thank your Dom.”

He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten. Brian put his items down and walked back to his Dom with a smile on his lips. Brian was grateful that his Dom had helped him overcome one of his deepest fears. “Thank you, um…Dom?”

The black Dom stroked Brian’s cheek with his thumb. “You may call me Baron.”

“Thank you, Baron.”

He kissed Brian one more time before walking off the stage. Brian gathered his things and hurried down the stairs to take refuge in his seat.

Brian was shaken by the experience. So many new things had happened in a short amount of time—it was too much to take in. He was barely aware when the next submissive took the stage, or of the fact the girl ran out of the auditorium after quitting the program.

“Mr. Bennington.”

Brian ripped himself away from his inner thoughts. “Sir?”

“You are expected to observe each student so that you learn from them.”

“I apologize, Sir.”

“Are you okay, Mr. Bennington?”

Brian sat up in his chair and tried to convey a sense of calm, although he was anything but. “I’m fine, Sir.”

Sir whispered something to Ms. Clark, and then turned to Brian. “Let’s talk outside.” To the other
submissives he said, “Ms. Clark will call up the next student.”

Brian quickly got to his feet and followed behind Sir. He heard the name ‘Ms. Taylor’ called and glanced back to see a girl with fake boobs and a pink corset get up on the stage.

Sir was silent until they were inside his office. He shut the door behind him before asking, “What are your thoughts?”

“I am having a paradigm shift, Sir. Everything that I thought I knew about myself seems to be wrong. Is this real, or am I deceiving myself because of the new environment?”

“I told you to follow your instincts. Have you been doing that?”

He shrugged. “Yes, but what does that prove?”

“Who you truly are is made clear when you respond instinctively.”

“But why wouldn’t I know myself better by the age of twenty-two?”

Sir graced him with a charming grin. “You haven’t been with the right people or in the right situations.”

Brian looked down at the floor. “I feel so confused right now.”

“Did you enjoy tonight?”

“Yes.”

“Brian.” It was the first time Sir had called him by his first name. “I believe you are a rare commodity. You long to please the Dominant you are with, no matter who they are. Now I want to test the limits of what you will do.”

Having Sir speak to him so positively made Brian uncomfortable.
For some reason, it was easier to be criticized than to be praised by him. “I would hate to disappoint you, Sir.”

“Be yourself and you won’t.”

Brian nodded, relieved nothing more was required of him.

Sir asked, “Are you ready to finish your first day of training?”

Brian looked up at the clock and saw that there were less than thirty minutes left. “Yes, Sir.”

They made their way back to the auditorium. Before they entered, Sir leaned towards him and said in an intimate whisper, “I will be the one to take your virginal ass tomorrow.”