My best work is done over cam and by limiting the forums we use it will also stunt your growth as a sub. We can always work around it, and as we progress you will get a much better feel for how play sessions evolve.

My goal is to make you ache every single day and have your training at the top of your mind at all times. You will see as we advance, the thought of our play will creep into your life and keep you on edge, looking forward to the next task or play time.

Training never really ends, although you will always take experiences away from what you’re learning now. You will build a hunger like you would never experience in a vanilla lifestyle.

I will be sending a new task with a set of instructions sometime later for you to play tomorrow. This task is a little more intense and the expectations to do it right are greater. I will also work on putting together a list for you so that you will have the materials you need for our play. The supplies will not be very expensive, as I like to use ordinary household objects to construct toys for the most part.

Tonight when you go to bed you will lie on your stomach, legs spread, hand underneath you where you can work your little clit with your finger. I want you to keep drawing letters to build words relating to BDSM. ie: b-o-n-d-a-g-e, w-h-i-p-s, c-u-m-s-l-u-t, and any other words of your desires and fetishes.

While you toy with your fuck bud you will suck, bite, and nibble on the thumb of the other hand as you would a hard cock.

Tonight you can make that sweet cunt come but make sure you pleasure that clit for as long as you can hold out.

Understood?

You will write me tomorrow morning and detail your bedtime play. Understood?

Be a good girl.

MC

MC,

I understand your instructions. I have one more question. What does MC stand for?

Being good,

~Sophie

Sophie,

It stands for Master Commander.

Will you be working that hot little clit and sucking cock tonight?

Be a good girl.

MC

I giggled as I wrote:

MC,

Now I’m going to be picturing you as Russell Crowe in that movie, Master and Commander.

Oh yes, I will be.

Do your cyber-subs get attached to you?

~Sophie

Sophie,

You may picture me however you like. It is your fantasy.

I have been cyber-training for about the last five years and had as many as fifteen sub-sluts over that time. Of all those, only one became very attached and sadly we had to part ways for that reason.

Make sure you work that clit good. Tease it and don’t give in to the desire to come. Make it last, make it swell, and make that fuckhole come hard. Find many, many words to spell before you allow that sweet, needed release.

Be a good girl.

MC

His words thrilled me, but they scared me too. What if I became attached to him? Having recently been rejected by my husband, I must be needy. What if I was the next sub he had to cut loose—the next one who lost her head over him and his addicting control? Here I was escaping into this fantasy world of the internet… The entire experience smelled of danger, but I continued on like I’d fallen down a dark, slippery slide, even though I wasn’t sure if I’d wind up in heaven or hell.

CHAPTER EIGHT

That night I did exactly as he asked. With one thumb in my mouth, sucking on it, I drew words on my clit while lying on my stomach, legs spread wide. I wrote lots of words, starting with the ones he suggested. I added: rope, whore, fucking, licking, handcuffs, pain, and more. Sometimes I would run out of words and just run my finger over it until I could think of another one. Concentrating on spelling and remembering to suck on my thumb at the same time proved a challenge, but I did my best. My breathing grew heavier and I wanted to play with my breasts, but I wasn’t sure if it was allowed so I refrained.

After the first time I tried to stop myself from coming, I tried to draw it out instead but then I lost some of the excitement I’d built up. Suddenly I felt so tired I wanted to fall asleep, but I knew that would disappoint him so I stayed with it and finally came a couple of times.

The next morning I filed my report with MC and went to work. School would be out in a couple of days, and I couldn’t wait to have my days all to myself, free to use my laptop. When I came home I opened his email:

Sophie,

Good girl… That session was designed to include distractions and to keep you focusing and refocusing on your fuck bud. You will find some sessions will be filled with distractions, some pain, and others purely focused on orgasm.

Did you like drawing all the letters on your tiny clit? Did any of the words you chose have more effect than others? Did you feel any loss of control? Do you see the potential of these simple play sessions? Are you ready for more intensity?

I’m sure you’ll find your next task delicious. Make sure you have the time and privacy to enjoy it to the utmost.

When will it be done?

Be a good girl.

MC

He’d sent me my next task in a separate email. It involved watching several videos and masturbating to them. I was to report my reactions to him, and what do you know? I wasn’t supposed to come. All this orgasm denial was a slight pain in the vagina. I sighed, knowing I’d do his task anyway.

MC,

I did like writing the letters on my clit. Some words were better than others. I liked writing cumslut and the bondage words the best. I did feel a loss of control, especially because if it had been only up to me, I would have just fallen asleep. I do see the potential for sure and yes, I am looking forward to more intensity. I will have much more time coming up this weekend and over the rest of the summer. The rest of the week I may not be around as much because I have many things to do to prepare for the end of school.

~Sophie

I closed the computer and promptly fell asleep.

The school year ended with the fanfare of a sun-drenched field day, complete with water slides and snow cones. Our class also had a fun-filled end-of-the-year party at one student’s family’s farm, featuring hayrides, and the kids got to feed a baby piglet and new calf with a bottle. That last Friday I hugged my kids goodbye and wished them a great summer. The only thing that made it okay to bid farewell to all my darling pupils was how long the year had been, and how much I needed a break. Those last few days were so action packed that I almost forgot about MC and the way he’d invaded my entire and complete life with his kinky emails.

Almost.

When I collapsed on the couch late Friday night, a slice of pizza on a plate in front of me, glass of wine in hand, I read his latest missive:

Sophie,

I’m pleased you felt the loss of control, and I believe you have the potential to be trained and become a good plaything. I am looking forward to a phone session where your training will really begin to take hold.

I will be sending you on a shopping trip very soon to get some items you will need.

I also need a list of the hours you will be available to play.

NEW RULES:

1.) From now on you will address me as Sir.

2.) Every time you sit down at the computer to communicate with me I want a cock buried inside that cunt for as long as you’re online. Understood?