need you to hostess for me from time to time, and be my model for some training sessions.”
“Your model?”
“Yes. I give demonstrations on techniques. For instance, anyone can spank a person, but with the proper technique, you optimize the effect. Last night when I used the belt on you, did you notice how I waited between strokes?”
She nodded, crimson cheeked, and he continued, “That gives your body more time to react and send the endorphins to your brain. You will want your clients to get the most out of your effort.”
The idea obviously horrified her. “You mean to spank me in front of people?”
Robert smiled. “Not only for spanking, my dear. I’ll also have you model when I show others how to use the ropes to bind your breasts, and make what is called a rope dress. The knots are quite elegant, you know.” He delighted in her reactions.
“As to the other people watching you, humiliation can be a great aphrodisiac. There is a little voyeur in most of us, Rose.”
He watched her digest this information and continued. “We offer a number of services here. We train Masters and their submissives. We even train slaves from time to time. Sometimes it is a husband who wants to train his wife to be more obedient, sometimes she wants to learn to be a better submissive. That’s where this consent form comes in. Your role is to submit to me. Do you have any questions?”
“Why would a wife want to do this? Why does anyone want to be spanked, for instance? Doesn’t that lead to spousal abuse?”
“On the contrary, my dear. The purpose of the training is to avoid that very thing. A Master must learn self-control before he can control anyone else. I think you’ve already found ways to control some of your emotions, haven’t you?” Rose thought about it and realized she had used her anger to keep herself from crying throughout much of the last two years, so she nodded.
“As to the spanking – didn’t you enjoy it?” His face was placid but his eyes were laughing.
He watched her still perusing the form in front of her and when she didn’t answer immediately, he said, “This is when punishment is applied, my dear.” He watched while that sunk in, and saw the look of horror on her face.
“I’m so sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to offend you!” She actually didn’t realize what she had done wrong, though, and her face told the tale.
Robert smiled and replied, “When I speak, I expect your full attention. I expect you to answer me promptly and use my title of Master throughout your training sessions. When I tell you to strip, even if it were on a busy highway, I expect nothing less than immediate compliance! When you strip in front of strangers, and you will do that for me, you are to behave as though it is the most normal thing you have ever done. You will carry yourself with poise and dignity, even when you feel the least dignified.” Robert waited, evaluating her reaction. Yes, she was obviously uncomfortable, but she would do her very best to accomplish her tasks. That was clear.
“Yes, Master Robert,” was her only reply, but her head was spinning.
“How do you feel right now?”
“Overwhelmed, Master. I’ll try my best to please you.” Her expression was nervous, but determined.
Robert took her wrists gently in his hands and walked her into another room. “I think we will start here,” he said, and told her, “strip.”
She was already feeling the effects of her submission to this man. There was no doubt about obeying him. It was already beginning to feel right to be naked in front of him. She faced the frame of the cross and allowed him to attach her wrists to the straps without resistance. Her adrenaline was pumping and she felt humiliated as her legs were pushed apart to be strapped to the rack.
He watched her face as he asked, “Now, my dear, which would you like to try first, the vibrator or the whips?”
She barely reacted, but he caught it.
“Whips it is,