In the Realm of the Sensei – Prologue 17

Seamus left Asuka alone in the kitchen. He wasn’t sure what her level of skill was. It would be possible to make tempura with the ingredients in the kitchen, but he’d never managed to get the batter right, and now he mostly only had it when he ate out. While she rummaged for equipment and ingredients and put a pan on the stovetop he went to have a shower, shave, and put on his enormous kimono.

He’d bought it because he thought it was slightly comical, being such an imposing garment of red, yellow and black, but he suspected she’d like it. Especially since she would be wearing nothing, in the presence of so grand a lord.

So he returned, looking most lordly, and warmed sake while she busied herself. She was making ramen, with daikon, rapa and prawns. He kissed her, told her he approved and sat at the kitchen table watching her work.

Her bottom jiggled most cutely as she chopped vegetables and peeled prawns, the colour of two ripe and striped tomatoes. 

He took a draught of the warmed sake and stood again. He kissed her, transferring some of the sake into her mouth. Asuka blushed. They’d just had sex, using each of her orifices in turn, but this was yet another kind of intimacy and she hadn’t expected it. At last she said, “Thank you, Sensei.” 

She looked down at his cock, exposed in the open gown, and smiled at him, her mouth open and her intention obvious. But he stopped her. “Later, Asuka, You’re cooking. I don’t think I want you distracted.”

“I think I always want to be distracted by your cock. You should keep it in me, oh, all the time.”

“I’ll do my best, greedy dorei.”

“Me? My Sensei is the greedy one.” So he smacked her bottom again, twice on each side, hard, making no discernible difference to the colour, and returned to his place at table. Her face was set: she concentrated on her task. At last she sprinkled coriander on the soup and served him his bowl.

She returned to pour her own, but Seamus said, “No, dorei. On your knees now. You know what to do.”

Asuka smiled. She’d hoped for something like that. He was beginning to realise how much she loved to serve. He suspected that neither Chiaki nor Yua had that particular desire.

She dropped and crawled towards him, then rested her hands on his knees and lowered her head to take his cock in her mouth. Seamus was tired, and he’d come in her twice so far that evening.But her mouth was warm, and wet, and loving.

The eroticism of the occasion was a strong force. He felt himself rise from semi-hard to fully hard in her mouth. 

He ate, trying to savour the deliciousness of her first attempt at cooking for him, but still distracted by her mouth. At last, as he was finishing the meal, he recognised that he wasn’t going to come, despite her skill, enthusiasm and submissive service. He reached down and pulled her hair, hauling her off him. “You’re a good girl. And now you eat, Asuka.”

She returned to the pot, turned up the heat for a minute, then poured her own bowl. He turned to him, holding it between her breasts. “Should I put it on the floor, Sensei, and eat at your feet?”

“I think I’d like that. Sometimes. No, often. But for now you sit on a seat and face me so we can talk.”

Asuka seemed faintly disappointed by that choice but she said, “Thank you, Sensei. You honour me.” She placed the bowl on the table and sat facing him, wincing just a moment when her bottom first touched the wooden chair.

She took a spoonful of the  liquid first, then a chopsticked knot of the noodles. When her mouth was empty she smiled. “I was a virgin, well, two out of three, just, oh, three hours ago. I’m glad I picked you. You looked after me, I know, though you try to be very strict, too. I like that.”

“I like that you’re very submissive, and still a mischievous brat. And a clever girl with a beautiful nature.”

“My father, he knows that sometimes I don’t come home at night.”

Seamus remembered something she’d told him before about her father’s view of relations between men and women. “Does he spank you?”

She giggled. “Oh no. He spanks my mother, sometimes with a belt or a cane. But he thinks you only do that with adult women. With a wife or a lover, or, well, women who get paid. Not little girls like me.”

“You’re not so little.”

“I am to him. But I’m your girl, now. You keep me in line. I told you I want to live here with you, and I’m going to ask for permission tomorrow night. Then I’ll bring a suitcase the night after.”

“You know this is fast.”

“And I know it’s right. You’re the Sensei I’ve picked. I don’t want another one. Do you want me, Sensei?”

Seamus reached across the table and took her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pressing till she winced. Then he did the same with her right nub, but pressed harder until she cried out.

He nodded when she moved her hands to comfort her breasts, but hesitated, waiting on permission. While she stroked and soothed her skin he said. “Yes, I’ll enjoy teaching you how to behave.”:

“Then it’s settled. Can we go back to bed bow? Sensei?”

He thought about that. He was still sexually tired, and he had to fuck both Chiaki and Yua that night. He supposed that making Asuka come some more with his hands and his tongue would be good for her and help him recover. But he noticed the time. It was nearly ten, and Chiaki and Yua were to arrive at ten. He knew they’d be on time.

So he said, “No. Stand against the wall, opposite the door, so you’re the first thing they s, but he spanked her bottom again. ee when I let them in.”

“Yes, Sensei.” She took her place, legs slightly apart, hands on her head, without being told. 

He approved but he stood beside her and spent a few minutes spanking her on each side. “You can stand like that for now. But when they know, I want you to bend over, touching your toes. Feet well apart. Can you do that?”

“Of course, Sensei.”

“Good, then they’ll see the condition your arse is in, and they’ll know at once that you’re not the girl they used to know.”

Asuka smiled. She liked that idea.  She was proud of today’s events, but the order was also nicely humiliating.

Seamus returned to the kitchen and warmed more sake, enough for four. It was two minutes to ten.