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Heph takes Marie back to his apartment, where he continues her training.

Slowly, she ascended the steps towards Heph's apartment.  He had his
hand tucked inside the front of her shorts, and was calmly leading her
onward.  His fingers were brushing against the skin above her mound as
she walked, and she could feel the wetness between her legs as Heph
and Mark's cum drained out of her into her panties, mingled with her
own juices.
She began to get nervous as she approached the floor where he lived.
He had taken her and made her submit to him, like she wanted him to.
But she knew the hardest part was still ahead of her.  Could she
resist pushing against the boundaries, constantly testing him for
control of her?  Could she really give herself to him and participate
willingly in his domination of her?  Obedience had never been her
strong suit.  She was afraid of the fact she wouldn't be in control
when she reached his apartment, but what really terrified her was that
she would fail to serve him properly, and he would abandon her.
When he got to the door he pulled her toward him as his hand moved
around her slender waist, across her lower back and then down into her
shorts again as he grabbed her ass.  Standing beside him, she waited
as he fumbled with his keys as she hoped no one would come out of the
other apartments and see him groping her like that.  Worse, they would
see that she wasn't resisting at all.
Once he had her inside, he walked over to the bookcase and picked up
his camera.  Not knowing what to do, she stood in the center of the
room as he moved around her and took a few pictures of her.  Pulling
her towards him, he started whispering in her ear.  "Now that you're
mine, I'm going to have a bit of fun with you.  I'm going to slowly
peel your clothes off, kissing and fondling every bit as it gets exposed
to draw your attention to your growing nakedness.  As each square inch
of your body is revealed, I'm going to capture it on film for my own
personal use.  Then, when I've shown you that your body is mine to use
as I want, I will take it and entertain myself inside you as you
spread yourself beneath me."
She shuddered as his hand moved confidently across her cheek, tilting
her head back as he kissed up and down along the side of her
vulnerable neck.  His other hand caressed her exposed midriff, darting
inside the hem of her shorts and up her short shirt when it felt so
inclined.  Holding her close against him, his mouth devoured her
sensitive neck while he squeezed her tits up under her shirt and ran a
few fingers along the top of her mound deep inside her shorts.  As she
began to breathe heavily, he pushed her away from her and took a few
more pictures as her chest heaved.
She could feel his eyes touching her all over.  "Pull up your shirt
and let me get some pictures of those nice tits of yours."
Suddenly, she froze.  They had always been *her* tits, to do with as
she wanted, every since they had made their appearance so long ago.
Something deep inside her rebelled at the idea of pulling up her shirt
and letting them be captured on film, where she would no longer have
any control over their use.  She desperately wanted to give her body
to him, to give this to him, because it was what he wanted, and she
wanted to be able to submit to him.  But when she tried, she found
herself hugging her arms to her chest instead of lifting up her shirt.
Across the room towards her he came, grabbing her by the hair and
pulling her down across his lap on the couch.  She gasped for breath
as her stomach hit his knees, almost knocking the wind out of her.
Struggling reflexively for control, she tried to kick her legs but
found her shorts were already down around her thighs, holding her legs
together.
She bucked as she felt his hand come down hard on her ass.  "You told
me you were going to submit to me.  I will not tolerate disobedience!"
Again and again he spanked her, and soon her ass felt like it was on
fire.  She had been spanked by her father when she was little, but
always with at least some protection against the blows.  The impact of
his hand against her bare skin stung more than that ever had.  Even
worse, the pain was a reminder that she had failed him.  She deserved
to be punished.  As she squirmed on his lap, unable to evade the
stinging blows, she fought to endure her punishment, but the shame of
her failure overwhelmed her.  Soon, she found herself sobbing
uncontrollably, begging him to stop.
"Are you ready to submit completely now?" he asked.  Her voice was
hoarse and drawn out from crying, "I can't, I just can't do it."
He didn't let up for a second.  "I saw how wet you got when I made you
lick up Mark's cum, and felt how tight you were when I forced myself
into you.  Don't try to tell me you can't submit to me."
Her pain was becoming unbearable.  Tears streamed down both cheeks.
"A couple good hard smacks on the ass and you're crying like a little
girl."  
The blows stopped, and she felt him pulling her ass open, tugging on
one pussy lip as he opened her up.  "You were so worried about letting
me get a picture of your tits."  She heard the shutter click.
"Remember that now, whatever happens, I have a nice close up of your
bright red ass and spread pussy."
He shoved her off his lap and she curled up in a heap on the
floor.  "Now stop acting like you have a choice and do what you are
told.  Pull those shorts back on and stand up."
In no mood to resist, she quickly complied.  Heph circled her.  "Next
time you disobey me, I'm giving up on you and tossing you out the
door."
As he came back around to the front, she could she he had the camera
pointed straight at her tits.  By the look on his face, she could tell
he meant business.  "Take off your shirt."
With her will to resist crushed by the knowledge that he had so easily
reduced her to a sobbing wreck, she had no choice.  Reaching down, she
pulled her top up over her head and let it fall to the floor beside
her.
Heph wasn't satisfied with just one picture of her topless.  She found
herself posing for him in a variety of positions, letting him view her
body from whatever angle he wished.  Soon he had his dick out, and was
sliding it between her tits and into her mouth as he kept capturing on
film her willingness to do whatever he wished.
By the time he had her pull her shorts off, the posing had put her in
a naughty mood, and she rolled around on the floor showing off her
body, no longer waiting for him to tell her what to do.  Shamelessly,
she exposed herself to his camera, making sure he had plenty of good
pictures of her.
Setting the camera down, he grabbed a bottle of lubricant and moved
towards her.  Sitting in the middle of the floor, she froze.  She had
never even seriously considered letting someone fuck her up the ass
before, but she knew he wanted it.  She knew that to submit completely
to him, she would have to let go of her fears and anxiety, and let him
take her however he wanted.
As he pushed her forward, he guided her to her side and pushed her
knees together and up towards her chest.  Holding her knees in place,
he took a minute or two to appreciate the curve of her pussy lips
protruding from between her thighs.  Soon, he was ready again, and
felt her get comfortable as he pushed the lubricated tip of his finger
up into her.  It felt strange and different, but not unpleasant.  She
moaned slightly, knowing she was going to get fucked as she felt him
opening her up and getting her ready for him.  She curled tightly into
a ball as she felt him finger her asshole.
Slowly, he slipped a second finger into her and let her adjust to it,
then started pushing his fingers apart.  As she got nervous, she
tightened up, squeezing his fingers back together again, but when her
muscles tired, she relaxed, and he opened her up a little further.
Patiently, he lay behind her, letter her squeeze his fingers, but then
opening her up a bit more each time.  When he had her open far enough,
he poored some lube into her, making sure it was spread all around her
hole.  He put three fingers into her now, going in deeper, making sure
there weren't any dry spots that weren't lubricated, getting really
hard as he watched her in front of him, knowing she was almost ready.
Lying there, she felt completely vulnerable as she felt his fingers
withdraw.  It had been five years since she had she had lain beneath
her boyfriend, wondering what it would feel like when he entered her.
The same mix of excitement, curiousity, and fear flowed through her
now as she knew she was about to lose her virginity for the last time.
She could feel the pressure building as he pressed up against her.
She tried to relax, but instinctively squeezed her ass together
briefly.  As it relaxed again, she felt the head of his dick slip
into her.  The sensation was completely different, and she squealed at
the complex mix of pressure, pleasure and pain she felt as he
continued to press forward into her.
She felt his hand slide around her waist and dive down between her
legs as he started rubbing her clit.  Her body responded and she gave
in and enjoyed the feeling as he continued to slide up into her.
Slowly working it in and out of her, he went a bit deeper each time.
Soon, she could feel his hips right up against her backside, and she
knew he was all the way inside her.  Pulling out, he gave her her
first long hard stroke up into her ass as he watched her body shake.
Faster now, he started fucking her, sliding his hand down and curling
his fingers up into her pussy.  As he pinched her tit, he felt her
come with his dick deep in her ass.  Knowing she was enjoying herself,
he pounded away at her asshole while he kept playing with her pussy
and tits.  She came one more time before she felt him finally cum
inside her, knowing that there was now one less thing she hadn't done.

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