The Education Of Anna K

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This story is a work of fantasy. The author makes no assertion that any person named in this story has ever, or would ever, behave in the manner described herein.
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THE EDUCATION OF ANNA KOURNIKOVA

MC, MF, MMMMF, BDSM, oral, anal, fist, drugs


As soon as I met Anna Kournikova, I could tell that she was an unhappy and unfulfilled young woman, and it wasn't just because of her continued failure as a tennis player. It didn't take me long to find out why. Now, it wasn't as if I'd planned this thing, but once I saw her, my mind was made up. I had to have Anna as a slave. I am in expert in mind control, a hypnotist and telepath, and it is my pleasure to ensnare beautiful female celebrities, and bend them to my will. Some prove more bendable that others, but none can finally resist. The very best no longer need my controls, but operate willingly as disciples. I also control a few carefully chosen men, who sometimes assist me. This is the story of my latest conquest.

"Clumsy Asshole!" Anna swore at me.
I had accidentally on purpose jogged her elbow, and spilled some of her drink. Anna was sitting in the bar of an exclusive London Hotel, looking very downhearted. Wimbledon was over for her again, much too early. The press and TV were against her too. My first glimpse of her was pouting miserably into space.
"I am so terribly sorry! Please allow me to buy you another drink!" I responded, and managed to catch her angry, beautiful blue eyes with my gaze. Click. I locked onto her, and began to send my messages of control and surrender.
"Uh… Oh… well… OK." Anna's eyes softened. It was working already. I sent waves of empathy to her as the barman mixed an innocuous tasting but rather lethal cocktail. I'm not too proud to turn down the assistance of a simple drug like alcohol, when it comes to breaking down early inhibitions.

I could tell that Anna was vulnerable, that she needed comfort and confidence. I supplied her needs, like a friendly uncle, the perfect stranger… At more than twice her age, she felt safe with me, and as my eyes subtly worked on her with the drinks, she soon began to tell me things about herself that no other man had heard before. I planted some suggestions in her mind, and after an hour or so, the conversation was continued in her suite. This is a little of what she told me.

Anna came to the circuit very young and emotionally immature. Despite the best efforts of her parents, she had quickly fallen under the spell of the lesbian faction. In those days, Martina Navratilova, and Gigi Fernandez were nearing the end of their reign as dyke-queens of tennis, and a young, deliciously pretty girl like Anna was irresistible prey to them. One day in the locker-room, Gigi found Anna alone, and locked the door. She seduced the young Russian with almost indecent haste to the pleasures of Sappho. As a sensual fifteen year old, Anna had fallen quickly under the spell of easy sex. Gigi shared her with Martina for a while, and then passed her on to others. Steffi Graf fell madly in love with her, and as a bisexual, introduced her to sex with men. Anna was soon the favourite sex-toy of the tennis circuit. In the emotionally intense atmosphere of winners and losers, Anna was both prize and compensation, and her sweetly compliant flesh knew the caresses of many of the major players.

She was used repeatedly. She was filled with cocks, fingers, tongues, cum - male and female. For oral sex with men, she developed a twisted, near insatiable thirst. Latterly, she had let just about anyone take her. Sometimes a group of players would invade her room at the end of a tournament, and fuck her until she leaked cum from every orifice, and could barely stand. Her already mediocre form was dipping further. Things were going downhill. Her advertising sponsors wanted success, and all she could offer was beauty, and all too frequently, contracts were only renewed if she offered her body along with her signature. She needed a new start, and, she confessed, with tears of frustration in her eyes, she needed to know what it was like to orgasm from sex with men. She swore that she wasn't a lesbian, despite her past. She loved having sex with women, but it was men she lost her heart too, and though they could excite, her, bring her to the brink, none had yet succeeded in making her come! Her own fingers could do it when she was with male lovers, but there was a blockage, probably because of her early conditioning. Part of that conditioning, at the hands of Steffi, had been to bondage, and a variety of S&M practices. Anna sent out clear signals that she was a slave to the delights of sexual submission.

And yet despite the extremes of debauchery, she was at heart a shy girl, afraid to ask men to do that which she secretly longed for. I could read that part of her mind very easily, and would be only too happy to supply her needs. I think that as she told me all her sexy secrets, she sensed that perhaps, as an older man, unconnected with her lifestyle, I could help her bridge that gap between adolescence and womanhood, in which she had been trapped by the lusts of her peers. I planted the idea that such a man could bring her to the full flowering of her sexuality. She just ran with it.

It wasn't so much seduction by then, as recognition. So this is the story of my first sexual encounters with Anna Kournikova. She of the perfectly toned, tanned, golden muscled physique. Her perfect ass, her deliciously firm pink-nippled breasts, lips that could suck out a man's soul, and her alarmingly beautiful, soon to blossom orchid shaped cunt.

With me in Anna's room, I had my special briefcase. A heavy, wide, leather affair, similar to a doctor's bag. Before bumping into Anna, I had been on my way to see Kate Winslet, a true disciple, and was travelling equipped for the undeniably perverse games that we loved to play. While we were still down in the bar, Anna had gone to the ladies room for a pee. I called Kate, and told her what was happening, knowing that she would be almost as excited as me. She asked me to tell her all about it later, and to summon her if I found myself in needs of the female touch. The thought of my deliciously kinky Kate and Anna Kournikova together worked on me like an aphrodisiac, but I would leave that option for another day.

Anna was a little drunk, but not helplessly so. I wanted her to consent to my seduction, rather than resist, because having gleaned her state of mind, I was determined to repair the damage done to her. Her mind was not strong enough for the kind of psychic battle that I enjoy with some women. Her confessions became more and more intimate. I was fascinated to hear that Boris Becker and Pat Rafter introduced her to anal sex with men, and that Boris was hung like a horse, and came like a fountain. Anna blushed scarlet as she described her love of semen, and the way groups of male players would blindfold her, and have her identify them from the taste of their cum alone. She rubbed her wrists unselfconsciously as she told of her pleasure in being bound and used… By now I was at the peak of my own arousal, my powers blazing. I would be the first man to make her come!

Of course I could have made her mine with a flick of my fingers, If I had so desired, I could have made her strip for me in the bar, and suck off every man there, but I had divined that there was no need to force anything. Anna was hungry for my teachings, there was an eager, sensual soul, desperately seeking enlightenment. I was happy to be her guru. She just needed guidance - the potential was all there! I let my mind explore hers as she relaxed with me, and I was surprised at the variety and power of her erotic imaginings. I already knew that there were few extremes to which she would not willingly go.

It was time to pull her trigger, time to unleash the submissive sex-goddess within her! And now, I was in control of her body, as well as her mind. I gave her a deep, mesmeric stare.
"Anna, we are going to make love now… you will permit everything that I desire, no matter how strange, because I know that in your subconscious it is what you desire also. You will serve me with complete abandon, and thus I will serve you, and free you, and give you that which you most desire." I paused. "You must call me Master."
She was hypnotised by my voice, by the power of my mind. Her pink rosebud mouth was glistening, irresistible…
"Yes Master," she said, softly.
"Take your dress off Anna."
She obeyed instantly.
"Now your bra and panties." Again, total compliance.
God, she was beautiful. A poetic wet dream of honeyed flesh.

I undressed too, freeing the thick, turgid length of my ten-inch cock at last. It would be a while before I permitted myself the luxury of orgasm, but nakedness gave me some relief. Anna's eyes stared at my shaft, her tongue flickered around her cherry-ripe lips, and my cocked jerked in psychic recognition of her needs. It would be a challenge to hold back until the perfect moment. I could physically feel her hunger for my cum. Though I loved the flowing tresses of her long blonde hair, it would get in the way, so as she stood naked, I stood behind her, my cock touching the smooth skin at the base of her spine, and I plaited her hair into two pigtails. It made her look beguilingly schoolgirlish, especially as she had a sparse, whispy blonde bush.

"Anna, bring my briefcase over here," I said when I had finished. Anna obeyed happily. I flicked the combination wheels and opened my Pandora's box of tricks. It was my comprehensive travelling kit, the finest tools and potions from my large collection. There were silken scarves and ropes, velvet lined wrist and ankle cuffs, coiled whips, a paddle, and a favourite old tawse. There were dildoes in glass, rubber, and metal, several sizes of speculum, clamps for the flesh, the clitoris, the nipples. Also I had with me a selection of specially formulated drugs to enhance and enable pleasure beyond pain. And finally, there were balms and ointments to magic away the marks of passion. Anna would leave her hotel as externally physically perfect as she had entered it, but changed in both mind and interior in ways that would alter her life forever.

Even as Anna gazed open-mouthed at the contents of the case, I caught a faint whiff of the perfume of my previous celebrity conquest. Just two weeks previously I had helped the sexy and petite Natalie Imbruglia reach her full sexual potential.
"Now Anna, you may choose the first item from this selection, and we will begin your education." I instructed her.
Her sparkling blue eyes took on a deep humid glow. Her hand hovered over various objects, and then she decided. Her fingers lifted a coil of fine rope from the case, and with an expression of total submission, she handed it to me.
"Good girl Anna, a truthful choice. You will be rewarded."
"Thank you Master," she whispered in the voice of a grateful child.
I noticed that a trickle of moisture was easing its way from the dewy tendrils of her blonde bush, leaving a glistening trail down the inside of one sculpted thigh.
"Hold out your hands," I ordered her. I saw her swallow, and a flush of blood suffused her throat as I symbolically bound her wrists.

I walked her to the high double doorway that led to the suite's bathroom. It was perfect for my needs.
"Stand there, I said, opening the doors, and placing her in the frame.
I took a small but powerful battery powered electric drill from my case, and several load-bearing screw-in eyelets. While she watched, curiously, I quickly turned the doorway into a bondage frame. I threaded the ropes through the rings I had fitted, and lovingly attached them to leather cuffs that I then strapped tightly around her ankles and wrists. I could now manipulate Anna like a puppet. I pulled the ropes, making each limb stretch out in turn, until. Anna's breathing quickened as she became utterly helpless. Her lips looked fuller, her eyes deeper, and the juice trickles from her cunt now dripped straight onto the polished wood floor. I could tell she truly loved what I was doing, and I loved her natural sensual response to it too. A few more tugs to tighten things up, and Anna was ready, splayed, arms and legs stretched wide, held upright by the ropes. There was just enough room for me to pass either side of her.

My blood sang in my veins. What an exquisite surface on which to etch my lust! I caressed her with my fingertips, avoiding her major erogenous zones, but noticing how her skin contracted and goose-pimpled to my touch. She was moaning quietly… needily… Then I took her nipples between my fingers and thumbs - such softness, such springy pink textures - I pressed gently at first. Anna gasped as the flesh swelled, sending pleasure coursing through her. Then I twisted the darling buds. Tighter. Tighter… TIGHTER!
"Aaaaahh!!" She wailed, pulling away from me as best she could. I smiled, and shook my head.
"No Anna, you must not resist… Good girls don't fight back!"
I squeezed even harder, and her nipples bulged painfully. I noticed it brought an extra gush of fluid from her cunt. The drops on the floor were becoming a pool. Anna moaned and tried to stand still.
"Very soon Anna, these buds will feel the grip of something stronger," I taunted her.
She whimpered low in her throat.
I gave a last vicious twist, and let go of her nipples. My hand slid down her taut tummy. It quivered as my fingers cupped the firm mound of her sex. I could feel the heat and wetness tempting me. I resisted, removing my fingers and holding them to her lips. Her tongue darted out instinctively. Good. She enjoyed the flavour of her own body.

I reached into the case, and took out a small whip. It had a woven leather handle, and twelve bootlace fine lashes. I held it up to her.
"Kiss the whip with which I cleanse you," I said, and now genuine fear flashed across her beautiful young face. With trembling lips, she obeyed.
I flicked the lashes quite lightly over her perfect skin, watching with satisfaction as it pinkened to the sweetly cruel caresses. Anna began to growl and twist, not trying to escape the blows as their strength increased, but to meet them. Occasionally I directed the narrow strands across her breasts, loving the way they wobbled and jiggled, and the blood suffused them. Another gush from her cunt as I slashed the whip across her sensitive nipples, making her bite her lips and shed tears of masochistic suffering and joy.

I stood back, looking at her. She was panting, making little animal noises. Her cunt was alive, twitching, beginning to blossom so prettily. I drew the whip up, between her thighs, wetting the lashes with her honey. Stroking it up, over her clitoris, her hips shuddering… In a swift, vicious move, I let the whip drop, and then jerked it upwards, fast, making her shriek as it cracked cruelly on her naked slit. Three times I did that, but she didn't ask me to stop. The fourth time she seemed to convulse.
"STEFFI!" She wailed. The name betrayed the fact that another had given her considerable pleasure from this caress.
"No Anna… not Steffi! For that slip you will be punished. It is a man giving you what you want. Today, you will come for a man!"

I dropped the whip on the floor, and took the nipple clamps from their compartment. Anna gulped and whined. Music to my ears. Obviously Steffi's games hadn't led to this particular torture. I slid the first loop of steel over the softness, and slowly released the spring. An animal wail rose from her extended throat.
"IT HURRRRTS!"
"Of course it does Anna, it's supposed to," I teased her, and let the clamp bite harder. A sheen of sweat appeared on her skin, tears trickled down her cheeks as I let go, leaving the clamp in place. The pain must have been excruciating, but the effect upon her cunt was remarkable, so much so that I fetched a mirror and angled it to reflect the glistening, dribbling peach for her eyes as well as mine.
While the fine teeth of the second clamp doubled her suffering as it chomped onto her vulnerable teat, I commanded her to watch.
"Look Anna, your cunt is an orchid, and it is beginning to bloom!"
And indeed it was pulsing, the lips almost melting with blood and arousal. The slit opening visibly from the hideously painful caresses of the clamps. There are few who can take pleasure from such things, but Anna was born for it. She bit her lips, snivelling but transfixed.
"I'm sorry Master… for my sin… for mentioning Steffi!" She croaked. Her accent was sounding more Russian, thick with the lust of the masochist. I knew that one touch on the stamen of that flower would finish her off, but I had other plans. I picked up the whip and prowled round her, lashing her in random places, never quite where she wanted me too. She was suspended in lust, bathed in everything but the final prize of orgasm. Her flower reacted superbly, and soon I knew I had to investigate the depth and width of it, to see it in fullest glorious bloom... At last I dropped the whip. It was time.

I picked up what looked like a long, slightly curved glass dildo. It is in fact a hollow tube, with a small hole in the 'glans' end. It is made of optical glass, and very elegant, shaped for maximum penetration, despite its rigidity. It is also designed for maximum visibility… Anna's eyes widened. The pain from the clamps masked any further discomfort as I slid the tube slowly into her. She was so wet no further lubricant was needed as yet. There was little resistance either. Her cunt had been penetrated by many cocks, many fingers, and god knows what other objects, so this was not too weird for her. However, she was definitely surprised when I took a small, powerful torch, and kneeling before her, I shone it up into the tube, and gazed into the wonderful world of Anna Kournikova! I could see all the way up to her cervix, a truly luscious sight. I moved the tube inside her, examining her carefully. Yes. She was ideal. It was time for the next lesson in her education.

Dilaxadrine is an amazing drug. Still largely experimental, it was first developed to assist surgery in the field of battle, and for emergency childbirth. It operates by dilating membranes in a curious way. It doesn't just swell the membranes, but if they form an orifice, such as an injury, or a body opening, it caused that orifice to widen, making the muscles retract or stretch accordingly. It was first demonstrated to me by a female gynaecologist, and when applied to the cunt of a near virgin sixteen year old girl, it resulted in a labial gape of nearly two inches in diameter! Applied internally, it turns the vagina into a hollow tunnel. A few pure drops of it on the cervix can grant easy access to the womb itself! Needless to say, anal and rectal use, give similar results.

To a man of my proclivities, it is a god given gift! To many women of my acquaintance, it has opened the gateway to paradise. The effects are temporary, lasting for about an hour at full strength, then relaxing fairly quickly back to normal. The only major side-effects are in their own ways, pluses. Repeated use leads to a form of muscle memory, where certain caresses can instigate the effects without the drug being applied. Not exactly a disadvantage, my disciples tell me! The drug is also a pain transmuter, allowing full sensation, but picking up and amplifying muscular signals as pleasure and not discomfort. It does this partly by stimulating serotonin levels, not unlike Ecstasy. It comes in liquid form, or as an ointment. I have it blended with a fine silicone based lubricant. It is of course, top secret.

Anna wept softly as I finally released her nipples from the clamps, and massaged them gently back to life from their agonising numbness. When I untied the master knot, she slumped weakly into my arms. Saying nothing, I carried her to the bed and laid her upon the firm mattress. I placed a telescopic bar between her ankles to force her legs wide apart, and cuffed her wrists again, tying them to the bed head. I raised her knees, and propped up her head, so that she could see what I was doing. The glass tube dildo was still inside her. I took the bottle of Dilaxadrine blend (we call it Dilax for short), and making sure the tube was inserted firmly against her cervix, I trickled the first few drops into her, moving the open tip of the tube to make sure the drug reached the place where her womb would open up for me. I liked to apply the drug internally first, as it would get into her bloodstream faster, and enhance the other sensations sooner. Anna was speechless, fascinated, and, looking into her mind, I found that excitement was fighting with fear.

I slowly withdrew the tube, trickling more drops of Dilax into her tunnel as I did so. The tube slid out at last with a soft slurp. Now it was time for my fingers to finally enter that exotic flower of Russian flesh. I smeared the Dilax lube around her already swollen vulva, feeling the live elasticity of the membranes reacting to my caresses, I saw a smile flicker onto her face. Bewildered, but uplifted. Her pupils were becoming distinctly enlarged. I knew, I could tell from reading her mind that tingles of bliss were starting to spread from the core of her body. I entered her with two fingers, and her hips began to follow my gentle thrusts. The softening inside her magnified, and I added my third and forth fingers in quick succession. Suddenly Anna gasped and shuddered.
"Wh… what's happening to me?!" She exclaimed, frightened. I still said nothing. The Dilax was kicking in, and she would be feeling her womb dilating in long pulses. My fingers delved ever deeper as the effects moved towards her entrance. Ripples of muscular contraction and expansion rippled over them. Her tunnel was opening too. Her mouth fell open at the weird rapture. I tucked my thumb into my fingers, and pushed gently, just as the effects of the Dilax reached her vulva.
"OH JEEEEZUSSS!! YES YES YESSS!!" Anna shrieked as she literally gulped my hand into the undulating, quivering depths of her cunt.
Keeping my fingers extended and braced, I let her cunt swallow again, taking me past the wrist. Her clitoris stood out like a pink, erect beacon of lust, pulsing with each deep interior shudder. She was on the verge of orgasm once again. My fingertips found an interior rim, ran around it, identified it at the neck of her womb, and guessed that it was about three inches wide. I could feel the writhing of its walls, the powerful pulling of those birth muscles, suddenly awakened for the first time, and put into reverse! It was utterly awesome, but now she must beg for that which had eluded her for so long.

Reluctantly, with some difficulty, I drew my hand back, against her body's intentions. As I slid from her, she made a sound of deep disappointment to be empty again. I liked that.
"Now the orchid is truly blossoming!" I exclaimed. I picked up a mirror to show her.
"Oh My GOD!!" Anna cried, eyes staring with shock at her gaping cunt. I picked up the torch, and aimed it into her. It shone deep inside, while her cunt held a gape of at least three inches!
"What have you done to me?!" She whimpered.
I knew she would be in shock, but the bliss would enough to soothe her fear for now.
"I have turned you into a pretty fucktoy… a beautiful, perfect receptacle for lust. Now you are ready Anna, ready to feel the pleasure so long denied you. I shall give you that pleasure… All you have to do is ask me… So… what do you want Anna?"
"I want to CUM Master!"
"How shall I make you cum Anna?"
"On… on your FIST Master!"

I was rampant, near blind with carnal desire. My own explosion would follow soon after Anna's. I could wait no longer. I made a hard, masculine fist that I held up to show her… Anna's eyes were unfathomable.

With a single, powerful twisting thrust, my balled fist entered Anna Kournikova. It plunged into her, my wrist following quickly behind. The first shove forced the air out of her noisily, and took me nine inches deep, then I had to pause, because her cunt was convulsing so hard. Her cries were barely human as I leaned down hard on my arm, and sank further, feeling the neck of her womb surrender… inches of my forearm now held her cunt at full stretch. I stopped dead, feeling the deep internal pulse on my knuckles. She thought she had cum already. She was wrong. When her panting had slowed a little, I pulled back, long, hard, to the rim. I teased her, twisting my fist just inside, making her vulva distend and distort.

"Please make me cum… please make me cum… please make me cum…" Anna's mantra. A moment more teasing, and then I plunged into her womb again. And again. And again. Anna began to arch, her body lifting clear of the bed. Half my forearm or more was pumping into her. The slurping wetness of the sounds synchronised with the music, and she performed an exotic dance upon my relentless fist. At last, with refined erotic cruelty, I flicked her clitoris with the forefinger of my free hand. I saw her eyes go strange, an unintelligible burst of guttural Russian ripped from her throat, and then the spasms started. Lightning bolts of ecstasy, bruising spasms that caused hercunt to writhe like a constricting snake over my arm, gripping me ferociously, sucking me to the very limits of her womb. Anna came. Gushing. Howling. Her beautiful face a rictus of disbelief and purest rapture.

My cock was leaking, having half-spasms of its own. It was my time too. Keeping my arm inside Anna, I quickly manoeuvred until my cock was as near her mouth as possible. I slapped her cheek with it. She opened dazed, orgasm fevered eyes, and as I hoped, her cum-slut instinct made her open her mouth, and dive onto me with sucking rosebud lips. Even as her tongue touched the achingly sensitive underside of my glans, I exploded, jerking my arm hard inside her, triggering another set of spasms, while I blasted her face with splattering streams of long pent-up semen. Her greedy mouth gathered what it could from the wildly bucking torrent. It slathered her whole face, endless streams arcing and splashing her cheeks, running down in rivulets until she was slobbering and leaking and completely awash. I gave her silver ribbons for her hair, globs of it that blocked her nose… gushes that coated her in a second gleaming wet skin…

Towards the end, she caught me in her mouth again, and sucked out the last spurts with vacuum hollowed cheeks. It was perfection. Anna's education had started with a resounding first class honours pass! Gently, I drew out my arm, and was pleased to see that Anna was feeling no pain. She even gurgled with pleasure as a final spasm clenched her cunt on the big knuckle.
"Now what do you say Anna?"
"Thank you Master… thank you for fisting me and making me cum!" She said. How beautiful she looked, dripping with spunk, cunt gaping like a road tunnel, still tied to the bed. A girl like Anna is really wasted on the tennis circuit, don't you think?!

I released her, and helped her to the bathroom, quickly cleaning her up. We still had far to go with her education. I explained to her about the Dilax. It was making her feel so soft and warm and happy. I kissed her deeply and told her that she was a very good girl, and now she deserved a reward. I tied her hands behind her back, and sat her on the toilet seat. Her breasts stood out, twin peaks of sheer beauty. I had already noted that her rather puffy nipples were sweetly indented. Just sufficiently to accept a drop of Dilax! I fetched a bottle of the pure drug, and a pipette with a very fine tip. Delicately, while Anna cooed and whimpered at the slight discomfort, I inserted the tip into each nipple, and planted a drop of the magic potion, then standing, I gave her my cock to suck while the Dilax took effect. Reaching down, I fondled her soft globes as she suckled my shaft back to full erection. I ran my thumbs over her nipples, and felt them blossom in a most original manner. I drew my cock from her lips, and stood her in front of the mirror.

"Look Anna…"
We watched as the teats expanded until they exposed two little nipple-mouths, a unique sight. I stood behind her. Her bound hands could hold my cock. I lubricated my little fingers, and outrageously, I slowly inserted the tips into her nipples! Her head flew back, her blonde pigtails whipped my face and chest.
"I don't believe it! Oh Master… your fingers are fucking my tits!"
My cock was rock hard again, and oozing pre-cum. I bent my knees and my hard, plum-sized glans was now pushing against her asshole. A little Dilax must have reached it during the fisting, because it was already noticeably open.
With nearly an inch of finger inside each of her super-sensitive nipples, I rose up slowly, and filled her glorious asshole with ten inches of throbbing cock.

"Oh… Jesus! That… is… fantastic!" Anna sighed, as I began to steadily sodomise her, all the while finger-fucking her nipples. She squirmed against me, her tight rectum gloving my thick shaft. I needed my hands, so I eased my fingers from the palpitating grip of her nipples.
"Oh Master…" Anna protested.
"As a special concession, you can take over from me," I told her, quickly untying her wrists.

Anna gasped as she slid her forefingers to the first joint in her own nipples! Now I could grip her pigtails with one and like reins, and really ride her gorgeous young ass. It would be the last time it felt tight on my cock for a while, so I made the most of it! I speeded up my gut-churning strokes and slid my free hand down her tummy until my fingers touched her clit. She jerked onto me as if electrified. I had broken down the psychological barrier that had stopped her cumming with men, and now I would train her to cum more and more easily. I have trained some women to cum from the power of suggestion alone. Anna still needed a little more than that! She was probing her distended nipple-flesh with such intense pleasure, I divined that she must be a dedicated masturbatrix. Excellent news.

The lessons I was teaching her would be reinforced by her own erotic nature. I would save my second orgasm for the grand finale, but right now, I buggered her frenziedly, pulling her head back hard by her plaits, whilst blurring a finger over her massively sensitive clitoris. I felt her ass quake on my plunging shaft, and slammed into her brutally. She squealed and her body convulsed in orgasm, fingers jammed into her teats, her ass milking desperately at my cock, while I gritted my teeth from the effort of not cumming.

As the spasms faded, her fingers emerged from her nipples with soft sucking sounds. I made her bend right over as I drew my cock from her pinky-brown anus. It retained its gape almost intact, as did her cunt. Such an incredibly sexy vision!

My lust was raging. I wanted to push her to new extremes, but to do so she had to be properly prepared. I left her in the bathroom, and fetched an enema bag from my case. She looked at me nervously, guessing what my final intention was. Or thinking she did. I filled the back with warm water, and inserted the tube into her bowels, filled her belly, and made her hold it in for a few seconds. No mean feat, thanks to the trace of Dilax around her anus. I flushed her out twice, and when she was thoroughly clean, I led her back into the sitting room of her suite. There was a long, low, narrow coffee table. I placed some cushions upon it.
"Kneel on the table Anna, and lift you ass as high as you can," I ordered her. She acquiesced eagerly. I brought my briefcase to the table, and too out an extra long, slim enema tube, which I fed slowly into her ass. Inch after inch slid in, until over two feet of it had coiled and probed its way deep into her colon. She made sexy little sounds in her throat. Sure by now of what it was leading to.

"You're going to open my ass for your fist, aren't you Master," she purred happily. It was a statement, not a question. I drew a measured quantity of Dilax lube into a large syringe that it fitted into the end of the tube. Anna was panting with anticipation already. A few cc's then pulling out a little. More Dilax, withdrawal, more Dilax, until the last drops were massaged into the rim of her open rosebud. There would be a short wait for it to take effect.

"Anna, up now, and reach your right hand out for me."
I liberally coated her hand with anal lube, and gripping her wrist, I guided her fingers to her asshole. She gasped as I forced the bunched fingers deep, tucked in her thumb, and angled her arm. She knew what to do next. Before I fisted her ass, she would do it to herself! I saw her tennis-trained bicep tense, her mouth was open, eyes glazed with lust.
"Push Anna! Past the rim!" I commanded her.
"Yes Master… OH YESSS" A long hiss as her hand slid sinuously into her rectum. It was an enchanting sight. Anna Kournikova, luscious idol of millions, on her knees, fisting her own ass with a look of mysterious rapture on her once sulky face. Her proud breasts jutted as she curved her spine to reach deeper, nipples puffed and open at their centres. Below her wide stretched asshole, her cunt, gaping, distorting, the tunnel closing from the fullness of her bowels.

I stood in front of her, gazing down into her huge-pupilled blue eyes. I could tell form the bliss of her smile that the Dilax was intensifying every sensation. My cock waved towards her mouth. I grabbed her head, and pulled it onto me, plunging my shaft into her throat until she gagged. More than a few seconds of that, and wouldn't be able to hold back. My fingers were flexing in readiness for their task.

With a hoarse groan, I pulled out, sticky pre-cum stringing liberally from her lips and tongue. She mewed and licked it up greedily. I moved behind her, and dragged her fist from its wrist deep trap. It emerged wet, slippery, and left an alarmingly open orifice in its wake. I could see right into her bowels! To feel tightness and to widen her, I presented my balled fist the sacred circle of her lust. Anna's head flew back, her back arched, her hips withed as I applied pressure. I felt the hot flesh spreading, expanding… The Dilax had her in its thrall, cooing with unearthly delight as I loeaned a little harder, and my fist was swallowed. Entire!

"Oh MASTER… OHHH… MASTERRRR!" She slurred, then some Russian expletives. Before me I could feel a taut, squirming tunnel of flesh, open, pulsing, the muscles still contracting back to make more space. I uncurled my fingers, spearing them. Her anus was already sliding over my wrist as I began a spectacular safari into the dark, seething, jungle hot interior of Anna Kournikova's bowels. I felt the trembling ridge of the first valve that would lead into her colon. I thrust, and passed through it quickly, before she could react. Anna's soft moans and shallow panting breaths told me of her acceptance, her yearning for what was still to come. I thrust again, firmly, and several inches of my arm disappeared past the finely stretched 'O' of her anus. I saw her hands convulsively gripping the cushions. Drawing back to my wrist, I plunged again. My hand cruised deeper still, finding the next valve, wide, a tight arc deep inside her. I bent my wrist slightly, and my hand sank deeper still, so smoothly. It was the most divine sensation on earth.

"Yes Master… DEEPERRRR!!" Was her gutteral response. Cunt juice was flowing down her splayed thighs in shining streams. The journey was half completed. A twist, a thrust… She raised her body, her strong back an elegant arch. Her hands gripped her ass, pulling the globes apart, hard. I bent my arm, tensed it.
"Lean onto me Anna!" I croaked.
My cock was oozing strings of pre-cum as she squatted, and I felt the line of interior heat moving along my arm. I braced my elbow against the table, and Anna sat, thighs quivering with the effort. My fingertips could feel the pounding of her heart, and still the circle of her asshole descended, down my thick forearm. I could feel her whole body vibrating now. She looked over her shoulder, eyes wild, teeth clenched from the effort of pushing her ass onto me. 'God in heaven!' I thought, 'she wants this as much as I do… more, if anything!'
"Hurrr… gnahhh… mmm…" She gasped. A moment, a pause at the penultimate inches.
"YESSSSSS!!!" Then she thrust down, hard, and the final portion of my forearm jerked into her ass. I was elbow deep in Anna Kournikova's ass!!!
"Oh my god… oh Master… is it true…?" Her voice was that of a bewildered child.
"Yes, Anna, it's true…" I confirmed, twisting my arm slightly. She whinnied like a pony as I re-made my fist, moving its mass tenderly, my hard knuckles caressing the Dilax distended surfaces of her guts. I drew back almost six inches, thrust to the elbow again. Anna sobbed, leaned forwards slowly, lowering herself onto her arms.

"F… FUCK ME?!?… Master… MASTER… PLEASSSEEE!!! ELBOW-FUCK MY ASSSSSS!!!" She shrieked, begging me for more.
I loved her appetite for extremes, she needed no coercion, she was ready as a slut can ever be. I began to pull and push with long twisting strokes, straightening out the curves inside her. Her hips began to move onto the thrusts, building a steady 4/4 rhythm that was echoed by the music. Anna was a beautiful, perverse blonde cat, yowling and steadily building her rapture.

I reached for her clitoris, longing to feel her spasms rippling and clenching along the muscles of my arm. She was rising up again, trying to balance as I began to slowly, lovingly pump my arm in and out of her, wrist to elbow, every time. I saw her hands grasp her breasts. She sucked her forefingers, and jammed them into her nipples. She growled and stiffened from the new stimulus. She was very close.

I brought her to the shivery brink, and then whipped my fist right out. She whimpered with annoyance, fucking her nipples madly to sustain the high. I placed my balled fist at the incredibly open entrance to her body, twisted it, feather light, and then, as I felt a minute softening, I plunged, all the way, until my elbow was jammed against her outer rim! She snarled and her whole body went into spasm. She was an orgasmic ragdoll, riding to heaven or hell on my arm! Contractions raced up and down my long muscles, girl-cum splattered from her still half open cunt in streams. I stayed deep, leaning into her hard, her fantastic asshole now clenching on the full width of my elbow! When she seemed to be coming down, I drew slowly, silkily, right out… I held up my fist, she was staring over her shoulder at it, a look of insanity in her eyes. I raised an eyebrow, nothing more…

Anna nodded, and mercilessly I rammed my fist back into her. Her scream was almost silent. Her enormous spasm sucked me in so deep; the point of my bending elbow was half obscured. Even I was impressed! I waited for the convulsion to clear. Waiting for Anna's signal. She nodded again, one final time, or so I thought. Out I slid, so gently she moaned from the sweetness. Waited. Oh I loved this so much. I had awoken a beast inside her.

"Yes YES OH MASTERRRR YESSSS!" She cried. This time I gave it everything I had. I leaned into her ass as I thrust, my bodyweight behind me.
"AARRRGGGHHH!!!!!! YEEEEEEESSS YESSS YESSSS!!!" Anna was hysterical. My elbow was now just out of sight.

She went rigid as steel. My elbow slipped out. Her hand pounded the table. An imperious signal. I nudged the joint back in. Hardly believing my eyes. Slipped again because of the power of her contractions. A sound emerged from her that though wordless wanted it back. I shoved. Elbow joint now buried. Spasm. Out a little. That sound. Back in. Scary to hear and see in a woman. She sustained it three more times, and then she suddenly went limp, though her ass rippled its orgasmic messages still. She fell forwards.

"OWWWwwww…" She cried as my elbow slipped out, followed by my arm, and at last, my fist. She had truly peaked!
I took a good look into the astonishing space I had made inside her with the aid of Dilax and my fist. An unforgettable vision of carnality!

I waited until she was semi-coherent, gently massaging her with a special balm to prevent soreness and cramping.
"Now I'm going to feed you properly," I said thickly. I could feel a huge reservoir of cum dammed up in my balls.
"Mmm…. Yes… yes please…" she muttered weakly.

I picked her up and turned her over on the table, pushed some cushions under her head to raise it, then straddled her. My cock was leaking clear juice onto her tits. She lifted herself onto her elbows; that devastatingly sexy mouth slackly open, tongue slightly extended. Her eyes were pools of pure sex. I edged forwards until my glans could rest on her tongue. I stroked my cock hard, once… twice… thrice… waves of ecstasy coiled and built. A flicker of her tongue against the underside of my glans, the most sensitive spot. My vision seemed to shatter in to fragments, each fragment a vision of Anna, her blue eyes staring into mine, her fresh beauty multiplying infinitely. I pulled back from her mouth, and then I burst like a bomb!

The first spurt lasted for an eternity. Cum arced in a continuous line, slashing across her face, her forehead, a foot of it dividing and joining me to her face. Lowering the stream so that it filled her mouth. She squealed, astonished as the sheer force and quantity of it. I nearly blacked out as the next spurt gathered itself, and then it hosed her. I framed her face with it, and then aimed it at her breasts so that it pooled in her open nipples. She finished swallowing the first load, and opened her mouth for more, and the next spurts jetted hard into the back of her throat, burying her tongue under an avalanche of cum. She gurgled, gulped, and I fed her thirst like a one man bukkake. When I felt my orgasm slowing down, I rammed my cock down her throat, and shot slower spurts right into her belly until she gagged. Her hands were taking over, milking my balls, her thumb rubbing over my still oozing glans until I begged for mercy. For a few seconds, the slave was the equal of the master! Anna was fast-tracking to disciple status, but she wasn't there yet.

After that phenomenal finale, I brought Anna back down gently, giving her the Dilax remedy, and checking that the outrageous fisting hadn't harmed her. Being a superb athlete certainly helped her. She was surprised at how quickly her cunt and ass resumed their normal proportions, just as I had told her they would, but it was amazing, after all she had been through, that there wasn't a mark on her, and she was walking fairly comfortably!

Before I went, we made a date for the night before she was due to leave London. She probably wouldn't be back for a while, and I had to consolidate my hold on her - not that she didn't have a certain hold on me by now!
"Thank you for changing my life," she said softly, as we kissed goodbye. "Master," she added, as I raised a questioning eyebrow…

- - - -



THE EDUCATION OF ANNA KOURNIKOVA

PART TWO

When I got home, it was nearly 5a.m., and I was pretty exhausted, but I still called Kate Winslet.
"So Master, something tells me it all worked out," she said, sleepily. I had woken her.
"Even better than I could have anticipated," I informed her. "The girl's a complete natural… Why don't you find out if any of the gang are in town… the guys… She needs more men than women… too many tennis players of the same gender as herself, if you know what I mean… I've fixed a date for Friday, at the Club. By the end of the night, we may be partying with a brand new disciple."
Kate let out a low whistle. It had taken her a good six months to progress from Slave to Disciple, but that was partly because she enjoyed the humiliations of being a slave so much…

How Kate Winslet became Kate Winslut is another story. Her voluptuous body is capable of similar feats to Anna's, and she has the filthiest, most fertile imagination. Her sense of fun and adventure have made her quite a favourite amongst my male and female followers. She has become my most regular companion when I'm in London, especially since her divorce.

At 8p.m. precisely, that Friday night, a silver Mercedes limo pulled up outside an address in the heart of the City of London, the financial district, where it was possible to be extremely discreet after business hours, as hardly anyone actually lived there. Anna had arrived at our extremely private, sound-proofed play room. I opened the door as soon as I saw the car draw up on the CCTV. Anna was wearing a stunningly simple black Chanel dress. Her hair looked slightly incongruous, as it was already in pigtails. She seemed nervous, but excited. We kissed, and I felt the instant softening as her lips surrendered to me. My desire rocketed. I had saved myself since our first encounter. We were in the lobby, a small ante-chamber to the main room.

"Anna, I'm going to blindfold you, and then you will be prepared for pleasure. You will feel other hands upon you, but don't panic, they belong to my disciples. They are all under my control. My consent is required before they even touch you." As I spoke, I gazed hypnotically into her eyes, after a few seconds, I saw the flickering fear turn to thrilled submission.

"Yes Master… I understand… I will serve you however you want me to," she said. She really was absurdly easy to put under my spell! A truly willing victim, and how few of them there really are! It would certainly mean her pleasure came sooner. I slipped the blindfold over her eyes, and led her through the playroom. Kate took her from me at once, and guided her to the bathroom for an enema and douche, and to check once more that she was truly well, after her last, unforgettable session.

Gathered in the playroom were three men. Tony, an Italian cockney, dark, small, except where it matters, and charming. He's a fashion photographer and cameraman, useful skills in our circle. Fritz is Swiss, a big guy, who looks like a satyr from Greek mythology, curly hair, devilish blue eyes, muscular, very large hands, and he can cum more than any man I've ever met. Eddie is American, black as ebony, gentle as a lamb, with an awesome twelve-inch prick! He and Fritz work for this very exclusive escort agency in LA, called the Milkmen, if that gives you a clue.

I stayed with the men. They smoked some grass, and we chatted about a recent night in LA, which I had been unable to attend. The Milkmen had paid a visit to one of my favourite American disciples, Gillian Anderson. It was a fairly regular event.
"Man, is she extreme!" Exclaimed Eddie. "She was celebratin' some new movie deal, and wanted to get real nasty one more time before goin' on location. She ordered ten of us, an' it still took us a few trips round the houses, and six straight hours to satisfy her. She sure hit the magic potion too. I mean… like, wide? I could have driven up fuckin' truck up her cute little ass!" Gillian likes to travel right to the edge, and then push on a little further…
"She asked me to give you this," said Fritz, as he popped a DVD into the player. And there she was, Gillian Anderson, starring in her very own gangbang movie.

After about twenty minutes of incredibly sexy highlights, there was a knock on the bathroom door. I switched off the DVD, and put on some appropriately trancey dance music. Kate led Anna back into the playroom, now naked, but still blindfolded. Kate had put a dog collar round her neck, and attached a slim chain to it. She led Anna to the centre of the room and dropped the leash. Anna made as if to step forwards.
"Anna, stand still!" I commanded her.
The men's eyes sharpened as they drank in their first sight of Anna Kournikova's amazingly toned body. There was some serious licking of lips, and four large cocks became noticeably larger and harder.

I nodded to my male disciples. They circled her, checking out the goods. Not saying much, so that she wouldn't be sure how many there were. I stroked one of Anna's breasts, and signalled the men that they were free to fondle and examine her more intimately. I stood aside, with Kate. We had both seen more of Anna than the men.
"She enjoyed her enema," Kate whispered to me, squeezing my cock in a friendly way.

"Mmm… Master… what's happening?!" Anna's voice quivered as she felt many hands upon her, exploring, caressing. Eddie cupped one of her breasts, his huge hand covering it completely, making her look tiny, and so pale, despite her all over tan!
"Don't be alarmed Anna, you are quite safe." I reassured her.
She relaxed a little, and when one of Fritz's thick fingers parted her cunt petals, she bit her lower lip, and sagged onto it, a faint smile now on her face. The finger - the size of a teenage boy's cock - became wet and shiny. Fritz licked it, and nodded. A true connoisseur. Tony prowled restlessly, tugging, touching, moving Anna's limbs, a digital camera silently recording everything. Eddie took one of Anna's slim, strong hands, and guided it to his now almost rigid cock, closing her fingers as far around its thickness as they would reach. Anna gasped, and I saw a tremble of what could have been fear, or desire, or more likely both, pass through her.

Kate and I watched, amused, as her hand felt the length of Eddie's magnificent tool. Blind as she was, it must have seemed endless, and thick as a log! A nervous smile played on her lips. It vanished when Fritz took her other hand and closed it around his cock, while Tony pushed his shaft between her thighs from behind, wetting it on her now flowing juices.

Kate took hold of my cock too, but I removed her hand, and stood behind her, I slid a hand down between the glorious globes of her ass, until my fingers could play in the lush, slippery folds of her vulva. She moaned and swayed her generous hips onto my fondling fingers. She understood. I could tell that she had lubricated herself in readiness. A fine disciple, indeed!

As far as Anna was concerned, I wanted to see how far she would go with the other men, without any orders from me. She had made a cardinal error. She had not asked for my permission before accepting the attentions of my male followers. The further she went without my permission, the greater would be her ordeals in the second part of the evening! The men had their orders. Basically, no fisting, no bondage or S&M until further notice. Anything else was permissible, if unwitting Anna allowed it!

The thought of what was to come for Anna goaded me exquisitely. While the male disciples worked on the novice, I began to probe Kate with all four fingers. Kate Winslet really doesn't need Dilax for her cunt anymore, not since giving birth to Mia. Fisting and childbirth had loosened Kate considerably. Kate was rather pleased, as fisting was even more rewarding than before. Being of the rave generation, and because she hadn't indulged in Dilax, Kate had taken Ecstasy. It was starting to take effect. She was beginning to quiver and make soft little erotic woodland animal sounds as I flexed my fingers inside her.

Eddie took hold of Anna's pigtails, and pulled her head down, bending her over until her mouth touched his huge glans. It was oozing, and he smeared her lips with drops of his thick goo. I watched her mouth open wide… wider… straining and uttering disbelieving sounds as she tried to take the purple-black head of it, the size of a child's fist, between those luscious lips. Eddie held her plaits tight, and lazily jerked his hips. A muffled shriek, and Anna's lips encircled the top of his mighty shaft.
"Ah… yeah!" He sighed, a blissful grin on his ebony face.

I walked Kate to a low leather bench, and signalled her to kneel upon it. Her heavy breasts hung down seductively, and I caressed them, tweaking the large nipples until she purred. Fritz was now standing behind Anna, pulling apart the cheeks of her ass. I had instructed Kate to caress the opening with the merest touch of Dilax, after the enema, just to make the rosebud look even prettier. Fritz's thick, veiny cock moved closer.

"Mmm… susse Arschloch…" He murmured. Then I heard Anna's cock-baffled squeak as Fritz held her hips and began to pull her onto himself. Tony moved around them with smooth speed, his camera taking in everything. It was all going rather well, and when I fitted my now slippery, speared fingers into Kate's swollen, long vulvaed cunt. I could feel by the way she sighed and leaned into me that the E was doing the job properly. I entered Kate's cunt with my hand in one, slow, luxurious twisting thrust, much as a Fritz was doing to Anna, with his cock. She was pinioned. Eddie forcing inches of his black pole down her throat at one end, Fritz carefully testing the tightness of her rectum at the other. She was an Anna Kebab! For a few minutes the only accompaniment to the trance like music, was the sound of sex. Moans, sighs, the suckingly moist sounds of flesh penetrating flesh… I flashed into Anna's mind. The power was growing. She was cancelling thought, opening herself purely to sensation. This was my ceremony, my graduation party for Anna… I would guide her through it.

"Hey Tony, you want to try Anna's ass before Eddie spoils it for us?" Asked Fritz. Once Eddie has been at a woman's ass, no-one else touches the sides for quite a while.

Fritz drew out, and took the camera from Tony, who was short enough to just stand behind Anna, and plunge into her without crouching. His cock was thicker than Fritz's. Anna acknowledged the extra girth with mewing gasps. Eddie had patiently opened Anna's throat, inch by inch, in subtle but relentless thrusts. It looked obscene and magnificent to see so much of his huge cock plunging in and out of Anna's mouth. It was a tribute to her powers as a fellatrix as well, I reflected. Anna is a talented girl!

Meanwhile, Kate was milking her powerful cunt muscles over half my forearm, then pulling slowly off my fist, before shuddering back onto it again. I could feel the inspiration for Anna's punishment building with every second.

Tony buggered Anna briskly for a couple of minutes, then pulled out, and plunged into her cunt instead. The effect on Anna was electric. He felt her response, fucked her hard for several strokes, then forced himself back into her ass, back and forth until she was starting to wail.

I fisted Kate harder, balling my hand and twisting it in the neck of her womb. Orgasms were approaching for both women. Anna was gagging on Eddie's cock, too excited to get her breathing synchronised. Fritz pumped his cock, close to Anna's face too. These guys had worked together before. Eddie pulled back, Tony withdrew from Anna's ass, and the black giant's face split into a beautiful white grin as he took Tony's place. This was his 'Thing.'
A moment of fear and pain as Eddie nudged his glans against her slightly gaping asshole, then her eyes blazed as he did that deceptively gentle, but irresistible 'thing' with his hips, and entered her. His cock was half as thick again as Tony's. It was inside Anna's ass, a good half of it. She seemed to spasm, but settled, trembling as Eddie clasped her hips, and oiled his way massively into her well-softened bowels. Fritz gagged her screams with his cock. Any moment now, her cum lust would be tested as never before. Eddie rippled his hips, nine inches now in that perfect, athletic ass. I gave my fist a deep firm twist, and it slid into Kate's womb. More than half my forearm buried in her resplendent cunt. She laughed aloud from the wonder of her sensations. The E was rushing strongly through her. She was focussed on the pinpoint of consciousness as the very tip of her clitoris…

Fritz and Eddie both looked at me, neither would dare to cum without my express permission. Tony had the camera on Anna's face, then her ass, just waiting… I gave them the nod. Eddie began to pump harder into Anna's bowels, she shook onto him, loving it. His whole cock was reaming her to the pelvic bone, I could see his face contorting… Fritz had one hand on Anna's head, keeping it steady, his cock drooling thick globs of pre-cum already as he stroked it metronomically with the other. Anna was in a fever of cum-greed and anal lust, that 'lost-in-sex' look in her eyes already. So soon…

"Drei, zwei, eins…. AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Fritz counted down so that Tony could focus on the tip of Fritz's cock, a few inches from the angelically debauched face of Anna Kournikova. The first jet made her recoil, it bewildered her, nearly blinded her, a slap of hot semen right across her face. Then I saw her smell it, like a bitch, her wet nose sniffing, and her mouth opening. Game girl Anna! She was wide for the second one, but it overflowed before it finished, and she worked her throat to swallow. I could see all that, and what I read in her mind was Anna noticing that the flavour was oddly sweet, and a sense of gratified wonder at such largesse. Largesse that was far from expiring. In fact, it had only just begun. Anna coughed, swallowed, lifted her face into the stream again, filled her mouth, swallowed. Giggled, let a load slather her face until she more a mask of semen, took another one in the mouth, savouring it as the overflow cascaded down her chin, swallowed… While Eddie was the piston, boring into her relentlessly, her ass alive to every thrust, I felt her mind on the edge of bliss, teetering. She couldn't cum. I was making sure of that. Eddie reached his epiphany, his hips slam into her as he roared his rapture, shooting Anna's ass full of cum, to match her semen-glossed mouth.

She was mewing with the need to cum. Not understanding why the phenomenal arousal wasn't resulting in the expected orgasm. Just a little mind power. I was holding Kate back with the same energy, but she would be allowed her release. I reached under her with my right hand, my left arm deep inside her palpating tunnel. I grasped her clitoris between thumb and forefinger, and tweaked it sharply. Kate's soft, glorious body contorted, and her wailed:
"Fuck yes OH YESS OH FUCK YESSSS OH MASSSTTEERRR!!"

Anna sensed something was amiss, I knew she had never been so close without coming before… forever on the brink, and each time it slipped away just enough to need it to build again, and now Eddie was slithering out of her ass, Fritz's cum was cooling on her skin, and STILL she hadn't cum.

I rode Kate back to earth again. Now, with my desire heightened by the debauchery I had just witnessed and partaken of, it was time for Anna to know my displeasure.

I whipped the blindfold from her blinking eyes.
"Anna, you have broken the rules and you will be punished," I said, coldly.
"M… Master…. What have I done wrong…" Querulous, her eyes still focussing.
"You allowed these men to have sex with you, you did not ask my permission. You were their slut. Weren't you?"
"I thought I was being good master, I thought that was what you wanted!"
"You were very good Anna, very good at being bad too. But you never askedme what I wanted, and a slave must always ask, and obey."
"What are you going to do to me master?" She was contrite, aggrieved too, but she knew there was no turning back.
"You will choose a safe word. That is my one concession." Was my only reply.
She would surely know about safe words from her time with Steffi.
"Steffi," Anna blurted, and then blushed. She had caught the thought I placed in her mind. Last time we met, mention of Steffi's name had led to the worst of her chastisement.

I also read a resistance in her choice. She was just angry enough. It pleased me. I hid my reactions.
"Lash her into the frame, lean it at a forty-five degree angle. Clamps with a linking chain for her nipples. A weight on the chain… two pounds. Kate, fetch me the drug box."

My disciples were swift and efficient. In minutes, Anna was strung up and whining, her beautiful young breasts pulled down painfully. Every movement would set off fresh bursts of discomfort. Her nipples would be on fire. I picked up a wide, flexible leather strap, good old Scottish tawse. I caressed her with it all over, my heart accelerating as I heard her whimpers of fear. She uttered no words, safe or otherwise, just the hint of roughness in her voice that spoke of her pleasure.

At last, I lashed her sharply across the buttocks. A satisfying SMACK, and Anna jolting, the tugging pain in her breasts doubling, countered by the almost comforting heat from the strap. I added a good number of stripes to the first, Anna screaming, eyes naked with the pain I was inflicting upon her, but the signs from her cunt told another story. She was sopping wet, it was dripping on the floor, just like last time.
"You are more of a slut than ever, Anna…"
I jerked the strap up hard between her legs. She howled. It sounded like 'YESSS.'
If I was not controlling her, she would have cum right then.

Kate had opened the ******** chest. I took out a bottle of Dilax, and the tubes. Anna hung, barely a tremble, breathing carefully, so that the weight wouldn't pull her nipples so hard. It swung slowly like a pendulum as Kate handed me a large Perspex speculum. I lubricated it, and slowly inserted it. Anna gasped as I started to open it, a notch at a time. Even without Dilax, her elasticity was remarkable. I had already given her some extra dimensions! I took the torch, and shone it into her. Kate inserted the tube, and carefully squeezed in some Dilax gel, right onto that special place on her cervix… I performed the same task on her ass immediately afterwards. With a slightly more generous dose, now that I knew of her aptitude.

While the Dilax took effect, I continued to goad Anna's flesh. I slapped her ass and thighs with the Tawse, then flicked it against the speculum that still protruded weirdly from her cunt. She sobbed and jerked, causing the weight to pull mercilessly on her nipples. I paused, and with an evil grin, I cranked the speculum open wider, and wider. Her whimpers were pitiful, but no safe word emerged from her lips.

"You may remove the nipple clamps," I said, and Fritz did so, with surprisingly nimble fingers, for such large hands.
Anna sobbed as the fire burned in her flesh. Even as it burned, I slapped the tawse across her tortured teats.
"STEFFFFFIIIIIIII!!!!" I had reached her limit, though without the block I had put in her mind to prevent orgasm, that blow would surely have made her cum. I was amazed at how much pain she had absorbed, and still found pleasure in it. Here was a girl who was used to pushing her body to its limits, though not, perhaps, in the ways I had just shown her. I had almost cum when she cried out her ex-lover's name. Victory was sweet, and very sexy.

Kate comforted the flesh with her gentle mouth. Anna's sobs died down, and soon, a more tranquil expression was on her delightful face. I placed a pipette filled with Dilax in Kate's hands. Anna made the softest sounds as she applied it carefully to the tenderised nipple indents. Her eyes meeting Anna's in sweet complicity, she injected her own, large, protuberant nipples with the drug, as well.

By now, the effects of the Dilax on Anna's cunt and asshole were easily visible to all of us. I pulled out the speculum. It was set to max. It was a weird and wonderful to watch as the orifices continued to slowly open, winking, parting, then mysteriously remaining open. We had the pleasure of seeing the two dark tunnels, pulsing to Anna's heartbeat, open to our gaze.

"My, that is a pretty sight!" Breathed Eddie, his hand languidly tugging on his half erect shaft.
"A beauty to behold," said Tony, shooting some flash close-ups. Both holes were soon gaping by more than two inches.

It was time for me to begin. I knelt on the floor, and knuckled Anna's cunt. The swollen, parted lips kissed my fist wetly. I pressed upwards, lifting Anna onto her toes with my strength. Her cunt began to spread. It was tight still, a resisting ring. I tensed my arm, lifted her higher, feeling her weight bearing down on me. A pulse… feeling her drop a little, now holding her fist-wide. Pushing harder, muscles like whipcord on my arm. Anna tossing her plaits back, then she screamed. My fist plunges. I was inside Anna once more, grasping her round the waist, and pulling her down, until she had me to the wrist. Her taut, silken cunt-flesh enthralled me.

Eddie let out a low whistle. It was a magnificent sight. I began to twist, thrust, seek…
Yes, she was as before, the rippling surfaces inside greeting me with gushes of her wetness. I found the way to go deeper easily. A grunting gasp from Anna. Iwas reaching into her womb.
"Go girl!" Eddie, offering encouragement, anticipating.
I pushed it half way to my elbow, fucked her to the edge, withdrew, and then went to work on her ass.
"When I've opened you nicely Anna, you are going to invite my friends to fist fuck you. You have my permission.
"Oh thank master, thank you so much…" It seemed Anna had no fear. The Dilax had enhanced her mood, made her high and even more willing than we had any right to expect!

I reached into her ass, feeling its surrender, pushing aside obstacles, hearing the little shrieks and bubbling cries… Oh she was a rich playground now! I tunnelled… seeing my arm slide inexorably deeper, her anus stretching and spreading around it… Last time she took me further than almost any woman I have ever known. I wouldn't push her this time, there were others to follow me. To the elbow would be sufficient! She arched in the chair, clearing my passage… The others were panting, speechless, this was such a rare sight. A crafty shove, and I was there… feeling the ultimate tightness, bent arm locked, her rim gripping me tightly at the elbow. I drew out, and gave her two more like that. She was beside herself with lust.

I enjoyed reaming her ass so much I nearly let her cum. She took me superbly, aware now of what she can achieve. Her tunnel was a stunningly stretched mineshaft when I left it.

"Kate, will you fist fuck me please?" Anna asked, sweetly. There was that look in her eyes again, the way she could mesmerise herself was quite remarkable, Anna the fuck-toy was out to play again. Kate asked if Anna could be removed from the frame, and placed in the sling. I concurred. An excellent idea. Anna was carried from the frame to the leather sling that hung in an alcove at the back of the playroom. There were several cameras mounted in the space, in the walls, and ceiling. Tony could join in if and when he so desired. Anna was strapped in, legs, stretched wide and bent, arms tethered to the ceiling rope. The alcove was mirrored on three sides, and above. There was no escaping the luscious images of Anna Kournikova, helpless, and gapingly on heat.

Kate was the first person to take Anna with two fists at the same time. She slid her right hand elegantly into Anna's cunt, and then pushed other hand, loosely speared into the still gaping asshole. Anna went rigid for a moment as a spasm of near orgasm seized her.

"Oh Master… that feels fantastic!" She cried, the swing already moving, Kate's hands cruising into Anna's depths. Slick as seals in the open holes, she started to alternate, pulling out, pushing in, each hole in turn, and then together. Anna positively cooed with pleasure. The tempo of the swinging increased. Then Kate pulled out of Anna's ass, and started to slide that hand into Anna's cunt alongside the one already there! Anna swung herself onto it, a look of utter bliss on her face as the two hands stretched her, moving ever inwards, until they were both buried in her cunt. She opened her eyes. They were soft, humid, filled with an emotion beyond lust. She bit her lower lips, winced as Kate linked her fingers, gasped as she parted her wrists a little, opening Anna outrageously.

"MMmmmm… very nice," murmured Eddie, appreciatively. I could see him flexing his fingers. Fritz too. Kate lifted Anna as high as she could, but still no orgasm for her. She slowed the swing, drew out her still linked hands, so that Anna gaped awesomely. Eddie stepped forwards, his coal-black fist gleaming with lube. Anna looked scared. I could understand why. Eddie's hand was more than twice the size of Kate's. His fingers looked like black snakes as he twisted them into her. Her vulva spread and rippled on the slippery hand. We watched it work its way deeper, until it was holding Anna's cunt wide open at its apex. Her hips swivelled, and the hand slides in, the cunt lips narrowing around Eddie's wrist.

"Oh that is the prettiest sight on earth!" Eddie murmured, lovingly twisting his hand from side to side. Anna smiled at him, glistening with desire and acceptance. Her cunt rose to him as he began to fuck, seeking the deeper opening. She cried out as his fingers found the inner portal. Crowed, shuddering when he pushed hard into her. The great ropes of muscle on his forearm distorted her insanely stretching vulva as they sank into her. Anna bared her teeth, hissed, and shook so hard the swing quivered.

Cruelly, I still held her back. Eddie fisted her for several minutes, until she was ready for Fritz. He pulled out. Her gape was even more spectacular! Fritz smiled at Anna reassuringly. Her own smile was wavery and nervous. Fritz's fist was enormous. His fingers tested her. She whined. The five-inch breadth of his fist was tight against her very soon.
"Relax Anna… Kate, give her some poppers," I said.
Anna sniffed hard, and her eyes shot open as the drug rushed and loosened her. Fritz gave his hand a sharp twisting jerk at the perfect moment. Anna looked down her body in wonder. Her vulva splayed so wide it even made Kate wince. She whimpered, frantically beckoned Anna to hit her with the poppers again, took a huge sniff, and started to move her hips, flexing that astonishing cunt of hers. She roared when the drug reached her muscles, Fritz twisted his hand a tiny bit in as the noose softened a fraction, and then Anna roared again as his fist slowly, millimetres at a time, invaded her sex. Her arms were straining at her bonds. Kate pushed the swing a little, and Fritz's fist suddenly passed the point of no return… He cruised the rest of the way into her, until her vulva was a thin red line around his wrist.

Anna had passed the test already, but how could I stop the dance? I let Fritz lead her up that winding path to ecstasy. I loosened the bonds on her mind a half-turn. She would get even closer this time. I would hold her there, keep her dangling while my disciples gathered round to anoint their new member. Tony, with his ever-present camera, Eddie, sliding his hand up and down his enormous cock. Fritz would have to wait for a few moments. Not long. His fist was ploughing her smoothly, turning from side to side, opening that Dilax distended tunnel to new horizons. I loosened the influence a little more. Anna started to shudder uncontrollably. Kate was loosening the cap on the poppers. She gave Anna a sniff, and then the rest of us. We synchronise.

I let go of Anna at the instant my own orgasm rose through my head. I entered her head too, and wailed with her, feeling her rapture melding with my own. I let the ripples of energy flow back and forth between us. A part of me saw white lances of semen flying towards her, splashing her bronzed flash, filling her open, spluttering, screaming mouth, I knew that some of it was my own… Anna was being drowned in cum… it flew onto her, bursting into droplets, streams, thick lumps from Tony that she swallowed like oysters… Fritz gave a bear like growl, his eyes screwed shut. He was between Anna's legs, teeth clenched, fist clenched inside her… Kate grabbed his cock, wanked it furiously for a few seconds. While Anna was still going rigid with orgasm, he doused her with his long streamers of cum.

Suddenly it was all over… the last lazy spurts arced onto her breasts. Fritz looked down. We all looked down. He had several inches of his forearm in her cunt. Very gently, he withdrew. Anna sobbed and squirmed with pain.
"You have been very brave." I told her.
"Thank you master… thank you for letting me orgasm."
She was slathered in cum…
"You have been an exquisite slut, Anna. As your reward, I am appointing you as a fist-maiden." I can offer her no higher reward. She will join Kate and Gillian, my favourites. Gillian will enjoy her, just as Kate has done.

Kate took Anna to she shower, and set to work with the antidotes and salves. When they returned, I gave Anna a specially formulated reviving herbal drink, and remarkably soon, she looked more like the Anna who walked into the room with me, a few hours ago. But her eyes have changed. There is a softness and strength, and a confidence in there that is brand new. I predict great things for Anna, perhaps not on the courts, but in the bedroom she will be a winner every time!

THE END

By Jack

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