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Samantha: His follow up to the new girl's disobedience.

Two hours had passed before Kasey returned to the cabin where he left Samantha with her breakfast. She was not happy when he left which was completely normal for what she’s been through. They all did this.

He quietly entered the room but this time locked the door behind him. She laid on her side, with her hands tucked under her cheek against the pillow …her knees were drawn up almost touching her belly like a small child does when they’re cold…He was glad to see she was finally warm and settled. The burgundy towel partially covered her nakedness. She had that peaceful, relaxed expression he had seen in a picture of her once, only now her lips were slightly parted from the deep sleep. She gripped a small corner of the towel and had snuggled it under her chin and against her cheek.

Her sleep medication was put in her breakfast before passing the tray to her. It had now clearly kicked in. He knew her current state of exhaustion combined with her medication, would push her body to give way to the sleep she needed.

‘There is no chance in hell she’ll wake.’ he thought with his sly grin. This will allow him the time to do what he needed to do.

As she laid across the bed, he slowly lifted the damp towel away from her naked body. Gently tugging from underneath her arm, it easily slid away from her relaxed grip.

Long, dark, wet hair spilled over her shoulders and puddled in waves behind her.

His instincts naturally drew his eyes to the curves of her waist and hips and without hesitation, he continued to follow what his male eyes were being drawn to see.

He noticed two small 2” scars on her left side below her rib cage. They were barely noticeable with her deeply tanned skin tone.

Kasey had few details on what she looked like from Alex and the pictures didn’t give away very much.

‘She’s desirable enough’, he thought to himself. ‘Nice tits … nice ass….’, as he continued allow himself to soak in the view of her body lying still on the bed.

He was actually a bit surprised she was so put together. Alex didn’t let on she was so hot. Silently, he laughed to himself and smiled.

‘Alex must have something for this one since he wasn’t up front about it’.

With a visible smirk while shaking his head, he let his eyes linger down on the side view of her soft breast and dark nipples that drooped down and away from her upper arm.

Her soft skin and curvy lines continued to drive his innate thirst to see more.

Busy eyes were scanning for more details of her body. He acted on his need for more, gently gripping her upper arm and twisted her over at the waist until her shoulders rested flat against the mattress. Her thighs and bent knees still together, pointing toward the side ……her forearm was now placed across her stomach.

Finally… a full view of her tits. The view instantly quenched a thirst.

‘Nice’.

He picked up the dress and collar off the floor. The things she had not put on as he instructed earlier.

‘This one is more disobedient than he’s ever had to deal with.’, he thought… ‘She’s supposed to be a Natural submissive.’, according to Alex. 'May be just bullshit.'

Kasey was agitated as he began to gently reach around the neck of #18 to collar her. He’s not used to refusals and does not tolerate it as much as he did in the beginning, eight years ago. Although he had delt with this before, he couldn’t hide his sigh of impatience. He’s learned that this is the best way to handle disobedience this early on.

He fastened the small flat lock at the back of her neck with a click, followed by the same for the wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and a wide leather belt made for her waist.

She never stirred. He paused to watch her for signs of movement. She was motionless, showing no signs waking as her body laid limp across the sheets.

Reaching across, he continued by attaching and draping two smooth chains down from the center of her collar and then snapping one to each side of the new waist-belt.

The smell of new leather was mixing with the scent of a woman’s freshly washed skin. Strong vs sweet, hard vs soft. She was something new and fresh.

The triggers were subtle and unconscious.

‘You’ll eventually love this.’ he thought … ‘All the girls love the leather they wear. Especially the collar.’

Kasey had learned its one of his best tools to use in helping the girls accept their submissive nature. They’re much happier, they thrive sexually and most of all have a complete shift in their mindset toward men overall.

Standing back to glare at her body once again, he wanted to see more. Just more of her…

He guided her arm from her waist and placed it out to her side, resting slightly above her shoulder. He noticed where she had not shaved under her arms.

He cupped her bent knees together and pulled her hips over until she was completely flat on her back.

He saw she kept a small patch of hair at the top her pussy that at one time recently had been neatly kept, shaped and maintained. But it too had not been shaved in several days he guessed. Which didn’t matter to him. But, Alex on the other hand …..

His eyes were instinctively lured to where her thighs were slightly parted. He did not hesitate with his urge to see her pussy and immediately proceeded to expose her more by sliding her right leg up and bending her knee. She was wide open now. Her thigh resting outward on the bed. He inspected to see if she shaved between her legs or not.

‘She is’, he thought to himself. A small detail but he was just curious to know for her ongoing hygiene requirements.

He stopped himself as he was getting too distracted from his purpose and continued with putting the red dress on her naked, now fully collared and cuffed body. He pulled it over her head and began maneuvering down to her waist, then hips, closing her legs, until she was covered.

He stood back again and took in the view of the new sub Alex brought in.

‘I sure hope this one makes it through and becomes permanent.’

She was completely limp and lying motionless. With hardened nipples pressed against the red dress, he was again lured to allow his brain to soak in the view of the full rounded shape of each breast.

In the instant of time, it takes to blink an eye…—-flashing images flooded through his mind…. Flashes of how her teardrop breast would sway and move under the red sundress when walking, laughing …how they would hang when bending over etc ….

Desires were again filling his mind and taking over his very logical brain with more images of how her tits would move as she was being fucked, lying on her back…

The visual signals being sent from her skin, tits, and curved shape, continued to generate more visions and continued to fuel his brain even after her body was clothed. Signals targeting the instinctive, animal part of males to pursue the female.

Kasey was a seasoned Dom and was very aware of his nature. He had no hesitation as his mindset began to shift from taking care of her, to a need to satisfy his own selfish desire. He let his eyes absorb the view of her body, soaking up every small detail.

As his body responded to the woman in front of him, he recognized that familiar natural urge surface inside him. A transition to own her was taking hold. He could now see himself taking this one in as his sub for the next several months ….

Even though she’s been asleep and motionless, his animal need had been triggered simply by the way she is made…….. and what she is made for.

He pulled the dress up and carefully opened her legs again, this time pushing both thighs open, then both her knees up, bent, and resting outward on the bed. He took his two fingers, opening her pussy lips so he could see and actually feel what he was imagining.

Acting on his impulse to smell her, he leaned down to spread her pussy apart with his two fingers and to expose her opening……and again without hesitation, Kasey began to slowly push his middle finger into her pink hole. Sinking in just halfway, then slowly back out. He pushed in again, this time sinking all the way in until his knuckles pressed against her…… He twisted his wrist around until his palm was facing up while inside her to fully coat his finger. He held it deeply in her, pressing while watching her lay motionless.

The sight of her being restful and helpless at the same time ignited him more. His cock got his attention for a second as it flexed against his pants, reminding him the true purpose of his desires to play with her. He refocused and continued to hold his finger in her wet warmth as the deep slumber was consuming her. He began to push and pull, sliding through the lips wrapped around his fingers. He quickened the rhythm, fully finger fucking her pussy. The sight of his finger freely sliding in her pussy and the delicious view of her wide-open thighs was an automated charge in his body, moving him further towards fucking her.

He slid his finger out and drew in her scent, forcing a response.

“Mmmmm, nice cunt #18” saying out loud.

An electric flash urging him to lick her pussy pulled on his primal brain, but he restrained himself.

‘The overall goal is her training today.’, he reminded himself.

But mind fucking her this way did serve a purpose. The sub will be pushed into the headspace she should be in…’She has no choice when told to do something.’

“I wish I could see the look on your face when you wake up.”, he chuckled under his breath. Fucking you can wait.”

His well-intentioned attempt to cool himself down had little effect. His cock was now fully hard.

He echoed another sound into the room as he stepped back from the bed to shift the length in his pants. “Ummmm.”, a deep grunt while simultaneously visualizing #8’s pussy. Krista.

And right then, the decision was made. He would fuck her instead.

He closed Samantha’s thighs, pulled the red dress back down over her knees and walked away to exit the room. ……The whole ordeal was now over. His invasion of her room and her body was ended with the clanking sound of a turning bolt, leaving her behind to rest for what was next.