Beauty and Her Beast Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Beauty and Her Beast Ch. 02

... Sir, I want you to touch me, and I want to please you. But why do I feel this way, Sir? I feel desperate to please you, that feeling that pleasing you is all that matters, but like, for real pleasing you. What if I fail?"

I give her another smile, more gentleness, reassurance, and care before the sadist comes out to play again. She already asked me this question. She forgets her anxieties when she's deep in masochism, and right now, I'm asking for submission. I need her to submit further so I can give her more pain. It's the game, controlling her so she can adapt to greater and greater cruelty. I wonder though...how much of the game does she see? It continually surprised me over the months of knowing her, how she innocently didn't realize when I was toying with her, bending her to me by turning her on while easily convincing her to tell me her fantasies, acting like I was simply curious. How she didn't realize that I could smell how fucking wet I made her. How she still doesn't fully realize that I'm manipulating her to gain power. Or is that she knows but gives me what I want anyway? Sexually, her nature is so submissive, so obedient, and so desiring of the euphoria that comes with pain and degradation. The fact that she's both shyand strong-willed and gently assertive in the real world makes her submission to me all the more thrilling, and makes me feel more powerful to have a woman like her crawling at my feet and mewling. God, so cute, hearing her hesitate and ...

... looking so shy while she told me she wanted a CNC scene that was as real as possible. I'd jerk off while knowing that she was probably fingering her little clit and pussy at the same time. I picture her now, legs open, dripping wet, spreading it all over her pussy and sheets, finger-fucking her horny little hole, desperately wanting my cock and cane...

"You're falling into the mindset, something beyond submitting to me in play for your pleasure, but into being really my sub, for my pleasure. As for failing, you're not failing. It would be my failure, darling, if I wasn't a good master for a sub as eager as you. You please me very much. You're a very good obedient kitten, and you learn very quickly. And I love you very much. Is that what you needed to hear?"

I'm enjoying the power I get from reassuring her the way I just did, from knowing that the mixture of kindness and cruelty binds her to me more closely and makes her more desperate to please me. A sub and masochist of her caliber needs a powerful sadist. That's in part because she's not the type to give into someone weak-willed or insecure. She's mostly sweet, but there's an edge: she thinks of people she considers unworthy, stupid, or cowardly contemptuously. She'd metaphorically walk all over a weak-willed and insecure dom. Oh, I know, she doesn't want to think she does or would, but she absolutely does... And so, if I didn't manipulate her or hurt her mercilessly, and if I didn't prove myself a clever, hard sadist ...