Training Sky

Training Sky

A senior in high school, Sky stood five-two. Her body was a work of art from the years of gymnastics and dancing Her breasts were thirty-six B and firm. her dark chocolate brown hair rested in the middle of her shoulder blades.

She considered the tradeoff of having the smallest room in the house was well worth it since she had her own space, unlike her siblings who had to share. Her full-size bed took most of the available space even with it pushed up to the walls. Leaving a small space in front of the window. On the other side of the room were her desk and dresser. The only walkway was the width of the door.

She had told her parents she was going to finish her homework before she went to bed. She jumps hearing the tapping upon her window. Looking over from her desk she saw Brad smiling as the sun was setting behind him.

They had started dating shortly after school had started. Years of martial arts and lifting have given him the muscular physique of a Greek god. He kept his blond hair short. Every girl in school wanted to date him hearing the rumors of the size of his cock.

She quickly opens the window to let him in. “What are you doing? My parents are downstairs.” Despite the worry in her tone, she was grinning ear to ear. She blushed as he stepped right up to her grabbed her by the neck and pulled her so she was standing on her tippy toes as their lips passionately met. He roughly kissed her and groped her tits. Eliciting soft moans of pleasure.

She whimpered as he broke their kiss pulling her tank top off with little regard for her comfort causing her nipples to crinkle and get hard as she blushed under his lust-filled smile.

“I know. That’s why I climbed up here,” he said tossing his backpack onto her desk and knocking several things over. “Take your shorts off.” He commanded her.

Her face burned an even brighter shade of crimson. He reached out and twisted her right nipple as he spoke; I said take your fucking shorts off slut. “Yes, Master.” She said with a wince of pain as she reached down and pushed them down to her ankles. His mischievous grin showed her was pleased seeing the lace thong he liked her to wear. He pushed them down to join her shorts.

She panicked seeing his face crinkled in disgust as he looked down at her. “What’s wrong master?” She asked. She loved him and wanted to make him happy all the time. She had instantly agreed to be his obedient sex slave on their date when he told her that was what he was searching for in a girlfriend.

He dropped his gaze from her eyes till he fell upon the small patch of fuzz growing there. Her perfect little landing strip she kept to best work with her workout suits. “I want that gone right now.” He growled. She replied instantly. “Yes, Master.” There was never an issue before. But if he wanted it gone then she would happily do it for him. He ripped the nightshirt from her hand as she was about to put it on so she would not have to risk being seen naked.



“Hurry up so we can begin.” He commanded her. With a yes master Sky opened the door and peeked through to make sure no one was in the area. However, Brad pushed her through and she dashed to the upstairs bathroom. She started the water and climbed in. She spread her legs and lathered her cunt completely. She figured Brad would be unhappy if there was any stubble left. Slowly she ran the razor across her cunt lips then up over her pubic mound. She rinsed off the extra lather making sure she was perfectly smooth. She noticed her legs and decided on the spot to shave them as well.

She dried off and looked down the hall to make sure the coast was clear before she sprinted back to her room. She yelled down to the rest of her family. “Goodnight.” Before slipping back into her room and closing the door beaming. She noticed he had attached a webcam to her computer and aimed it towards the door.