The Paga Diaries (37)

 37.  Oral Training        

“What items did you have in mind?” Cleodemus asked as he gingerly rolled up the scroll and placed it back into the protective leather casing.

“Items from Trakkar manual, gags, dummy cock, no salt gruel. What else you advice?”

“I advise a long mirror. Make the kajira pose in front of it and look at herself for ahn, perfecting her form.  Now for gags. Keeta come out here,” he said.  Keeta, his petite dark skinned slave trotted out and kneeled at his feet in nadu.  I admired her collar as before, the thin steel bar encircling her neck; I had not seen a collar like that.  I also couldn’t help but admire her body, her small but pointy breasts straining against the fabric of her tight fitted slave tunic.

“Keeta, fetch a penis gag, a ring gag, and a dummy cock,” he said to her.  She quickly returned with the items and he had her place them on the large wooden counter.

“You can certainly place this gag on your kajira, but it is better if you make her do it herself.  Keeta, show Rykart how the penis gag is properly worn,” he said, handing the gag to her.

“Yes Master,” she said.  The gag had a smooth wooden bit that had a thick leather phallus attached.  The wooden bit was attached to a wide leather belting strap with a metal buckle on one end.  Keeta placed the phallus in her mouth and wrapped the leather strap around her head, fastening it in place at the back of her neck with the buckle.

“Note how tight she fastened the gag. Many slaves will try to buckle it loose when they do it themselves. It needs to be tight,” he said and grabbed the buckle behind her neck and tugged, demonstrating that it was tight and would not move out of place.

“Keeta, say, ‘yes Master,’” he instructed.  Her mumbled reply was muffled and unintelligible.

“As you can hear, this gag is also very good at keeping a slave silent. Remember, Trakkar says to have her get accustomed to wearing it, increasing the time is it worn a little more every day.”  Then he had me unbuckle and re-buckle it so that I knew how it should be done.

“Good, now the ring gag is optional and many Slavers do not endorse it, favoring the whip instead. For feisty stubborn slaves who aren’t broken and can’t be trusted with their teeth, the ring gag is used. When in place the metal ring inside of their mouth prevents the slave from closing her mouth, negating the threat of her teeth. Slavers often use the cock of a male slave for initial training with a whip at the ready. I assume you do not have a kajirus, and I also assume that you have not attempted to use your kajira’s mouth yet. Trakkar says that this oral training should begin immediately. I don’t know how long you have owned your new slave, but you need  to add this training to her regimen today.”

“I agree,” I replied.

“Keeta, demonstrate the ring gag,” he said.  The ring gag was simple.  An ‘O’ shaped piece of metal with a leather belt strap attached on two sides, with a buckle on one of the straps.  I watched Keeta open her mouth wide and insert the metal ring into her mouth.  She slowly closed her mouth until it was stopped by the ring.  She then tightened the strap behind her neck and buckled it.  Cleodemus took the ‘dummy cock’ from the counter and put it to her forced open lips.

“Lick the cock, Keeta”, he said.  Her tongue came out of her mouth and licked the head of the leather cock, circling around it.  He then slowly pushed the cock all the in, the base of it at her lips.

“Keeta is well trained. Most new slaves will gag when the cock touches their throat. They must learn to open themselves and accept the use of a cock in their throat.  If you like, for a fee, Keeta can accompany you to your home for an ahn to demonstrate her skill to your kajira, so that she will know what is expected of her ,” he said.

“Yes Sir, I pay fee!” I said awkwardly, getting aroused.

“Good, which items do you want?” he asked.

“All items. And collar like Keeta’s?”

“A Turian collar, yes. I love the Turian collar on my beautiful little Keeta,” he said, caressing a strand of hair before pulling the cock out of her mouth.

“What is Turian?” I asked.

“Turia is a large city in southern Gor, almost as big as Ar. Turian collars are the most common in that region of Gor,” he said.  Ar, Turia, Corcyrus, Torcadino, hearing of these other large cities gave the urge to wander.

***

Keeta and I went through my apartment door and saw Mena lying on the couch.  She stood up startled, staring at Keeta.

“This is Keeta, you will address her as Mistress. Do you understand?” I said to the bewildered looking Mena.

“Yes Master, who is she? Did you buy another slave?” she asked.

“She is Keeta,” I repeated.  “Kneel. You not ask question now. Understand?” I said.

“Yes Master,” she said as she knelt next to the couch, her ankle still chained to its slave ring.

“Lesha,” I said as I went to her and removed the bracelets from the wrists she offered up to me behind her back.

“Nadu,” I said and sat on the couch close to her.  She looked at up at me intently, with her knees spread wide and her hands on her thighs.

“What is most submissive thing woman can do for man?” I asked her.

“Submit as a slave, Master,” she replied without hesitation.

“Yes, and you did. Now what is most submissive thing you can do for me, as my slave? For you to show me how submissive you are, to keep me from selling you, what would you do?

Mena looked to the floor and then left nadu, going to all fours.  She positioned herself in front of me with her legs spread and hear ass thrust up to me, and said, “This slave presents herself to you for your use and pleasure. This is the most submissive thing Master.”

“Presenting. That is most submissive for you? Is there something submissive and also would give me pleasure? Something more pleasing than looking at your presenting?

“Riding you Master?” she asked.

“Riding is pleasing, but there is something more submissive.”

Mena was silent for a few an ehn, and then said, “This slave doesn’t know. This slave is thinking. This slave begs to please you,” she said passionately.

“Using your mouth to please me is more submissive. Like Sofi.”

“Yes Master,” she said quietly.

“Keeta, bring items and kneel next to Mena.”

“Yes Master,” Keeta said.

“Keeta is here for teach you about mouth pleasing,” I said, nodding at Keeta to begin.

Keeta showed Mena the ring gag, and her eyes went wide; she gave me a questioning look. Then Keeta fastened the gag  to her own face, buckling it behind her head.  She took the dummy cock and put the head on the metal ringed entrance to her mouth.  She slowly pushed the phallus into her mouth, engulfing it all as the base of it came to her lips.  Mena looked at me again.  Keeta removed the phallus and took off the gag.  She handed the gag to Mena and told her to put in on.  Mena looked at me and the switch in my hand.

She opened her mouth wide, slowly put the metal ring into her mouth behind her teeth and fastened the buckle behind her head.  Keeta told her it was too loose, and made her tighten it.  Keeta put the leather phallus to Mena’s mouth, and told Mena to lick it.  I watched Mena’s tongue obeying this instruction.  Keeta pushed the phallus slowly into her mouth and paused when Mena choked.  Mena tried to speak but her words were muffled.  Keeta resumed the pushing, and Mena gagged and choked again.  Mena brought her hands up to Keeta’s wrists, pushing them away, the phallus coming out.  Keeta slapped Mena.

“Please Master, I can’t do this!” she cried, looking at me.

“Master, her hands should be secured,” Keeta said to me.  I nodded and placed Mena’s hands behind her back, locking them together with slave bracelets.

Keeta said, ”Mena, you watched when I had the ring gag on. You saw me take the whole dummy cock into my mouth.  I am a smaller woman than you, with a smaller mouth. We must open our throats to our master’s cock when it comes all the way into our mouths. It takes practice to learn how to open your throat. It is difficult to breath with a cock in your throat. Do not panic, submit your throat to your master. Relax, thinking about how much pleasure you are giving him. Your mouth and submission to him gives him great ecstasy when he climaxes.

“This slave and many others grow fond of pleasing their masters this way. The intense gratification that she provides to her master creates a bond with him, she is pleased that she can please him so. He will realize the dedicated effort of his slave and will begin to treasure his slave. When you become really skilled at this, your master will be so overwhelmed with pleasure, he will never think of selling you.”

Keeta put the dummy cock back into the ring gag and slowly inserted it.  She stopped when Mena began to gag, pulling it back a little.  Then she went back in, repeating this process several times before removing the phallus.

“May I speak Master?” Mena asked.

“Yes.”

“I don’t understand the ring, Mistress. Wouldn’t it be more pleasurable if my lips were on the cock instead of the ring keeping my mouth open and lips away?” she asked.

“The ring is to keep feisty new unbroken slaves from biting their master,” Keeta said.

“But Master, I am broken. I obey. I am not feisty. I promise not to bite Master,” Mena said.

Keeta looked at me and asked, “Next gag Master?”  I nodded yes and she told Mena to remove the ring gag.  Then Keeta showed her the penis gag, putting it on herself, then having Mena put it on.  The penis part of the gag was smaller than the dummy cock and did not make her choke.  The strap was tight when Keeta checked it, and she complimented Mena for it. 

“Mena this gag is to help you get used to having a cock in your mouth. Your master should make you wear it for longer periods each day, training you to accept what he has put in your mouth, and that it will stay there until he decides to remove it. Do you understand?” she asked.

Mena nodded her head yes.  Keeta then said, “Say, yes Mistress.”  Mena hesitated and then tried to speak but her words were muffled.  “Good, now you know that the gag has another purpose too,” she said.

“Master, this slave thinks Mena is ready for the next part of the oral training,” Keeta said to me.  I didn’t know that there was a next part, she had demonstrated both gags and the dummy cock.  “Master please sit on the edge off the couch and lift your tunic,” she said.  I was certainly ready, watching the demonstration had made me rock hard.  Keeta removed the penis gag from Mena’s mouth and made her kneel on the floor in front of me on the couch.  Keeta knelt beside her.

“Mena, you are permitted to speak, and ask questions about the training,” Keeta said.  She then removed her slave tunic and I was tempted to fondle her small, perfectly shaped breasts.  Her nipples looked erect.

“Mena, it is best to please your master nude. I imagine he keeps you nude most of the time, but if you are wearing clothes when he commands you serve him with your mouth, you should strip as I did. Masters enjoy seeing you, seeing what they own while you please them. Sometimes they may want to touch and caress you while you service them. Master please touch and caress me while I service you.” I looked at Keeta and reached down and cupped her delightful breast.

“Mena, watch what I do. I will explain as I go. First, approach your master with your tongue extended out past your lips. You are offering your lips, mouth, throat; you are submitting every part of your body to him. Next, as you take him into your mouth, use your lips to cover your teeth. He must never feel your teeth! Use your tongue to lick the head and underside of his cock. Like this,” she said and began to lick my eager cock.

“Slowly move your mouth along his cock, licking as you take it inside, like this,” she said, and it felt wonderful. I was very aroused and in need.  I doubted I could hold back climaxing for the duration of the lesson. 

“Now Mena, you try,” she said.  Mena, her hands still fastened together behind her back, leaned over, opened her mouth and tentatively licked the head of my cock.  “Mena, you forgot to extend your tongue, offering it to him. Try again.” Mena approached again with her mouth, this time with her tongue out.  She licked and then formed her lips around my head.

“Good Mena, now look up at your master, directly into his eyes,” she said.  I looked down into Mena’s beautiful blue eyes, her mouth around my cock and I was in heaven.  I let go of Keeta’s breast and enjoyed Mena’s mouth and lips.

“Now take him in more, and then back off, but don’t let him out of your mouth.  Take him in and out, starting slow, then going faster. Good, now pull away and I will show you the next part,” she said.

Keeta asked, “Master, how is your slave doing?” 

“Umm, good, keep going,” I stammered.

“Yes, Master, in a moment. Mena, can you see the effect this has on your master?  Now, watch as I take him deep into my mouth. And watch how I will move back and forth, in a continuous flowing motion,” she said.  She approached me with her tongue out, eyes locked on mine and took me into her mouth.  She took my whole length, her lips coming to the base of my shaft.  Then she backed off.  Then forward, repeating, gradually building a quickened but fluid pace, her mouth gliding over my cock.  I was about to come when she stopped. I had a feeling she knew that.

“Your turn Mena, just like I did. You master is getting close. When he comes in your mouth, swallow his seed, accepting it a as a gift from him. Never spit this gift out, he will be insulted if you do,” she said.  Mena was learning, she approached me as Keeta had, her tongue out, and her eyes locked onto mine as she took me into her mouth again.

“Slowly take him in deeper Mena, until he is all the way in,” she said.  Mena took me in deeper, then she gagged and pulled back and my cock twitched in front of her face.

She coughed and said, “Sorry Master.”

“Its okay to gag Mena, pull back a bit, but don’t let him out. You will get better with practice. Try again,” she said.

Mena took me into her mouth and began to go back and forth. She was avoiding taking me deep; I didn’t mind, but Keeta did.

“Deeper Mena. Does your Master need his switch? Try harder, you can do it,” she encouraged. Mena took me deep again and gagged but kept me in her mouth.  She kept at it, going deep once in a while.  It felt amazing and I was building toward release.  Her eyes began to water, and drool was falling from the edges of her from mouth.  I looked into her eyes, they were inviting and submissive.  She was trying so hard to please me.  I came hard into her mouth, my seed startling her.  But she did not back away.

“Swallow his gift, Mena,” Keeta said.