Poseidon's chamber was a sight to behold, filled with treasures from the depths of the ocean and beyond. But today, Ariel's eyes were drawn to an object that was decidedly out of place in her grandfather's collection. It was long and thick, with a flared head and veins running along its length. Ariel's heart skipped a beat as she realized what it was - a phallic-shaped object that Poseidon was holding out to her.
"Grandfather, what are you asking me to do?" Ariel asked, her voice trembling.
Poseidon chuckled darkly. "Do not be afraid, my dear. I will guide you."
Ariel hesitated, her uncertainty and inexperience clear on her face. But she was a strong-willed mermaid, and she wasn't about to back down from a challenge. She took a deep breath and wrapped her shaking hands around the object, feeling its hard yet slightly bumpy surface.
She glanced up nervously at Poseidon, who nodded in approval. Bringing her head closer, she pressed her lips to the head of the phallus and took a tentative lick. The taste was sweet and musky, unlike anything she'd ever tasted. Poseidon groaned, urging her to continue licking.
Ariel followed his command, using her tongue to explore the object while keeping her hands wrapped around it firmly. Poseidon leaned his head back in pleasure, and Ariel watched him through her lashes, observing his reactions.
Poseidon opened his eyes and commanded her to pump the object with her hands while continuing to lick it. Ariel hesitated, unsure of what he meant. Poseidon grabbed her hand and demonstrated, and Ariel tried to mimic the motion.
Poseidon, seemingly impatient, told her to keep the pace and not to stop licking. Ariel continued her actions, feeling increasingly awkward and confused.
Poseidon suddenly pushed her head forward, forcing the object into her mouth. Ariel panicked and struggled, but Poseidon tightened his grip and commanded her to suck.
Ariel, tears welling in her eyes, complied and sucked on the object while Poseidon groaned in pleasure.
"Do not close your eyes, Ariel," Poseidon shouted.
Ariel obeyed, looking into his intense blue eyes as Poseidon suddenly released a thick, jelly-like substance into her mouth. She swallowed it, trying not to retch.
Poseidon, satisfied, commanded Ariel to stand up and lie on his lap for her punishment.
Ariel's mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. She was a strong-willed mermaid, but she had never felt more confused and unsure of herself.
"Why did you ask me to do that, grandfather?" Ariel asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Poseidon looked at her with a serious expression. "It is important for you to learn, Ariel. You will need to know how to pleasure a man if you want to keep him satisfied."
Ariel's eyes widened in shock. "But why me? I am a mermaid, not a human."
Poseidon chuckled. "You never know when you might find yourself in the company of a human, my dear. And trust me, they are not so different from us when it comes to this."
Ariel sighed, still feeling confused and overwhelmed. But she was a quick learner, and she knew that she would need to master this skill if she wanted to be a strong and controlling mermaid.
"I will practice, grandfather," Ariel said, determination in her voice.
Poseidon smiled. "I have no doubt, my dear. Now, let us move on to your punishment."
Ariel's heart sank as she realized that the lesson was not over yet. But she was a strong-willed mermaid, and she was determined to see it through.
Little did she know, this was only the beginning of her journey into the world of pleasure and pain.
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