Virginity for Sale

When Oleg took Diana to a separate apartment, she was in a terrible psychological state. For a whole week, she came to her senses and the best specialists in ‘fixing brains’ worked with her. After only a week, she was able to rethink her life and start communicating with Oleg again.

All this time, he didn’t even try to touch her. The attending physician told him that until she takes the first step herself, there was no need to pressure her. Any attempt, even just to hug her, could cause a new outburst of fear.

“At first, you will have to play along with her so that her transition from old to new is gradual.” Said the doctor who was observing Diana.

“So, I need to behave as she was taught by some perverts who brainwashed her? I mean, I need to humiliate and beat her?!” Oleg was indignant. “What nonsense? Can’t you tell her that this is all stupidity and she doesn’t need to humiliate herself anymore?”

“You are dramatizing too much. Nobody asks you to humiliate and beat your girlfriend. You just need to try to do everything the way she wants. Personal transformation is not a matter of one day or even one week. Be patient and notice all the changes taking place in her psyche. She still believes that a man owns a woman and she must obey you. Just do not interfere with her knowledge of the world and slightly guide if everything goes beyond the reasonable.

“Damn, I’ve already explained all this to her a hundred times… I thought she understood everything…” Oleg said bitterly, anticipating that things would not be so simple with Diana. “How should I play along with her? All this nonsense with the game of master and slave does not amuse me. I told you my situation, my father beat and humiliated my mother in front of me, I hate everything connected with this!”

“Oleg, I understand you perfectly, but you also understand, we both want to help Diana to become ‘normal’, but in her view, she is ‘normal’. We need to break her beliefs without breaking her psyche, which is not easy. She will resist and return to the patterns and standards she is already familiar with.”

“I understand, I will try to play along.” Oleg sighed and got up from his chair. “Thank you very much, I see that it is already easier for her, she is already starting to talk and smile, this is entirely your merit!”

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When Diana woke up, her first thought was that now she would see him. She lasciviously imagined how she obeyed him, how she touched his hands with her lips and dropped to her knees in front of him. She wanted to be completely his. Be his thing. Feel his unlimited power on herself. She was excited by these thoughts alone. Belonging to him was the highest reward. Did she deserve this? To admit only the thought of this was an audacity worthy of punishment. And she longed for this punishment.

But something inside her told her that she could not talk about this with Oleg. He would not understand her correctly, and moreover, she may accidentally push him away. How to convince a person to become her owner if he himself did not want to?

Every evening, after classes in the rehabilitation center, she waited for him to appear, trembling with overwhelming delight. She began to wait for him much earlier than the end of the class, the last thirty minutes, or even forty, Diana was on pins and needles. Time dragged on for an agonizingly long time, and her own voluptuous thoughts consumed her. She imagined how she was kneeling before him and humbly waiting for his will, ready for absolutely anything.

When he came for her, she felt him before she saw. It was as if a devoted dog waited for the owner to appear. He walked over and sat down opposite. She looked up at him and drowned in the depths of his gentle and kind eyes.

He touched her hand and took her in his palm, a little rough and imperious, but she did not resist. She was glad to receive any attention from him. She wanted to kiss his hand, but she kept her gaze straight into his eyes. She saw before her passion, lust and power over herself.

A finger slid across her lips a little bit, touching her teeth. She desperately wanted to open her mouth and swallow his finger, but instead she stared into his eyes. From the outside it looked very strange: they silently looked at each other for about twenty minutes, and then they just got up and left.

She entered the apartment where she and Oleg had been living for a week, bowing her head in silent awe. Her face was cold and devoid of emotion, but inside everything burned and longed for him.

He closed the door and confidently walked into the room, she followed him. He sat down in a wide, soft chair, legs spread wide, and began to study her. The doctor said to ‘play along’ with her, but he did not know at all what to do. He chose to take neutrality in this game and let events develop by themselves. Diana, unknowingly, will do everything as she needs to, and Oleg will only have to give in a little and follow her fantasy, helping her to open up.

He had wanted her for so long, but he fought with his passion and did not want to spoil their beginning relationship. Especially after what she had to go through.

Oleg just sat and was silent. She didn’t need words to guess his thoughts. Without taking her eyes off him, Diana began to unfasten the buttons on her blouse. One, two, three. She did it as slowly as possible, but the buttons ran out, and the blouse flew open, exposing his greedy eyes to her flat belly and firm, bra-squeezed breasts. He nodded approvingly, and she continued.

Throwing aside her blouse, she ran her hands over her chest and stomach, then slowly pulled down her skirt. She was wearing white linen. She stood a little embarrassed and waited for his command. He quietly nodded and it seemed to her that Oleg, with this nod, again gave her the command in silence. She realized what he wanted and knelt down.

Oleg, in the guise of the owner, slowly raised his hand and beckoned her with a finger, getting used to the image of a domineering hero. She crawled obediently towards him. Her heart was breaking with joy, he allowed herself to be drawn closer to him. She longed to touch him, but she needed permission. And she got it.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

She reached out to his leg and stroked it, not taking her eyes off his beautiful eyes. He allowed it. Her heart beat faster. She ran her hand over his thigh and placed her hand on his groin. He allowed that too. She slowly unbuttoned his fly and gently took out his hard cock.

It was as if a charge of electricity ran through her body! For so long she dreamed of seeing his penis, touching him, he was the most desirable for her! And now, her dream came true and she was holding this treasure in her hands, ready to burst into tears from the happiness that fell on her.

She looked gratefully at Oleg and then again at his cock. He knew from her face that she just adored him. His cock will now become her favorite toy and the most desired gift.

He began to understand what the doctor was talking about. To play along means to allow her to establish her own rules, to help her open up, to prove herself the way she is used to, and then he can already change something in her thinking. In addition, he was flattered that she looked at him as a hero and with gratitude was ready to do anything to please him.

Diana smiled at him so sincerely that his heart melted under her radiant gaze. She held his stone member in her hands and lightly caressed him with her hand, preparing to take it in her mouth and trying, before that, to properly consider every millimeter of it.

Oleg realized that now his penis will become her favorite delicacy and an unforgettable paradise life awaits him, next to such a unique flower as Diana.

She admired his penis and stroked him, and then looked again into Oleg’s eyes. As if asking permission to touch him.

He allowed … Overflowing with joy and trembling in her heart, she touched his penis with her lips. First the head, and then lower, then returned to the head again. Her tongue slid over it, from head to base, and then back again.

He let out a dull rumbling, which meant that the owner was pleased. She looked up at him and at the same time plunged his cock into her mouth. He rolled his eyes and lifted his chin. Instinctively, his palm rested on the top of her head. She swallowed the cock deeper. It was amazing. She was melting. She was delighted. She wanted to make him as pleasant as possible. The owner should be pleased.

She began to move her head rhythmically, from time to time, plunging a member into her mouth and throat to the very base. At such moments, she kept him to herself for as long as possible. Oleg grumbled dully and pressed lightly on the back of her head with his palm. Sometimes, when she swallowed completely, he pressed hard, not allowing her to remove the penis from her mouth and fearing to miss the moment of pleasure. She did not resist at this moment, because the owner should be satisfied.