My Training Day
by andy © 2007
“Hello.” my slightly irritated voice silenced the ringing of the phone.
“you don’t sound too thrilled to speak with Me, andy”.
my heart almost stopped. i had dreamed of hearing that sultry, laughter-laced voice speak my name. “Lady Morganna?”
“Yes, andy. It’s time. Obey Me now.” i could feel my body begin to relax and my thoughts ceased to race. It was time now to let Her lead. It didn’t matter where She took me. That was up to Her. All i knew was i wanted to go.
“you’ve been such a good boy. So obedient, your mind surrendering to My will. Allowing Me complete control, just like now. I’m in control of you as you OBEY ME NOW.”
Her sexy voice continued to speak to my mind. It didn’t matter that i was working. All that mattered was Her control. We had exchanged emails for several months and i had given Her all my contact information the day i had agreed to surrender all control to Her if She ever desired it. i never thought She would do it while i was working! It didn’t matter. All that mattered was Her control. Those thoughts kept going through my mind almost as if someone was saying them aloud.
i don’t remember what else She said. i wanted to remember but it was alright that i didn’t.
Somehow i finished the work day and went home to my normally empty-feeling apartment. i hated being single again; it was so lonely. For some reason i didn’t feel alone tonight.
After a hot shower i decided to fix a salad for dinner. Odd, because i didn’t really like salad. “Chop the tomatoes extra thin and no onion”, i told myself even though i like onion in almost everything. After the salad, i pulled out a place mat and a real plate and silverware. No paper and plastic tonight. The last additions were a glass of white wine and a tall, lit candle.
As i glanced over the table i again thought something felt a little strange. i had always been clumsy about the niceties and had not set a table like this once since i had been divorced. Shrugging, i turned to the CD cabinet and pulled out a Beethoven CD. Yes, there it was, Beethoven’s Eroica. That was the music that matched this meal.
As the first strains of music filled the air, the doorbell rang. i crossed the room wondering who could be arriving at such an inopportune time. Naked save for my robe, i definitely wasn’t dressed for company.
i opened the door and stared down into the most beautiful eyes i had ever seen – hazel, one more green and the other more brown. A slow smile spread across Her face and then i heard that familiar sexy laugh. “Are you going to invite Me in, or shall I have you kneel naked for Me right here in the hallway?”
my heart leapt into my throat. Kneel naked for Lady Morganna? Quickly i stepped back and ushered Her into my apartment. As the door swung shut i turned and looked down into Her face again.
“Yes,” She said as if reading my thoughts, “you are much taller than I. We’ll have to do something about that. Remove your robe and kneel for Me, andy. Obey Me now.”
my response was almost robotic. Carefully i removed my robe, folded it, and sat it on the chair near the door and then knelt before Her, my head down, my back straight, and the palms of my hands resting on my thighs.
“That’s a good boy. So well trained. So very obedient. Doesn’t it feel so good to please Me in this way?” Her warm breath brushed my ear as She whispered these words. Immediately my cock was rock hard.
She chuckled almost as if to Herself and turned, leaving me that way. i could hear Her pull out the chair from the dining table and seat Herself so that She had an unobstructed view.
It seemed like the most natural thing in the world that She would sit, have Her dinner, enjoy the candlelight and music, and watch while i remained just as She left me. For some reason, i didn’t want to move. i couldn’t move. What had She done to me?
After She finished Her meal She moved to the living room. Still i could not move. If possible my cock was even harder than before. “It’s time now to please Me, andy. Move here in front of Me and return to the exact same position, except this time, I want your knees spread. I want to take a good look at My new cock. Obey Me now.”
“yes Ma’am, as You wish.” i hurried to acquiesce with no thought of embarrassment or hesitation.
“Yes, that’s right, such a good boy. So obedient and so aroused. Just look how hard My cock is, all for Me. I’m so pleased.” With that, She leaned forward and ran Her red-tipped fingers along my cheek. my body arched in response and a low moan was ripped from my lips. “Yes, that’s right. you remember, the touch of My fingers on your face feels just like it would if My fingertips were touching My nice hard cock.” i almost came right then but i couldn’t.
“What’s the matter, andy? you want so badly to cum, don’t you? But you can’t, can you? No, I know you can’t, because I am controlling your body right now. Totally and completely. It’s Mine for the moment and you are like a puppet on a string, able only to release at My command. No matter how much you want to, no matter how close you feel you are, you cannot release unless I say you may. Isn’t that right?”
“YES!” i agreed knowing She was right but not certain why. She hadn’t hypnotized me tonight and i was vividly aware of everything that was happening. Maybe a trigger or a post hypnotic suggestion?
She reached down and ran those red-tipped nails along the inside of my thigh. Again an involuntary moan. i hadn’t thought Her cock could get any harder. Her cock? Was i really thinking that way? Yes, Her cock. It was Hers now. Even though i felt some inner rebellion at the thought, She was controlling my body. She was making me Hers. i knew that soon all inner conflict would be gone as well.
“Yes, that’s right, I know your mind is still struggling. I’m allowing that. The choice will always be up to you.” She had read my thoughts or, more likely, the conflicting expressions passing over my face.
“you may move your right hand now. Move it over and begin to touch My cock. Slowly tease it, but remember you may not cum. This is for My pleasure.”
She sat back and watched as my right hand moved to touch Her cock. i didn’t think i could do this for long and not cum. “How much can a man be expected to take?” my rebellious side wondered.
“Look up at Me, not at My cock.” i lifted my eyes and saw that She was running Her fingers over Her breasts, caressing Her hard nipples through Her blouse. my body jumped as if electrified.
i admit it. i begged.
“Please Lady Morganna!”
“Please, what, andy?”
“PLEASE LET ME CUM!”
Silence. Then worse than Her silence, a voice dripping with disappointment. i’d failed her. “you were so close. I really thought you would be the one.”
She stood and walked to the door. i could not even move to watch after Her. “Perhaps the next boy will get it right.” With that She left. my body crumpled to the floor and i was in control of it once again.
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Every time the phone rings i pray it is Her. i know the right answer now. If only She would ask the question one more time.
