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course not, Sir.”
    “Good.” He took out a pair of emergency scissors and approached her. He crouched in front of her and snipped the material. “And the bra?”
    “I’m happy to remove it, Sir.”
    “You had the opportunity. You asked no questions, therefore I believed you understood the instructions. When I asked you to repeat them, you did, perfectly. So again, did the bra cost a week’s salary?”
    “No, Sir.”
    He moved behind her to release the hooks, then he squatted in front her of her again as he cut through the shoulder straps. The ruined scrap of lace fell to the floor, near her thong. He caught her chin. “Lesson learnt?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she said, eyes wide and unblinking. “When you tell me to strip that means I am to be naked.”
    “You have ten seconds to remove your shoes. Remain on your knees.”
    He stood and worked the pulleys on the wall that would lower an overhead hook. Then he took out a small stool that was stored in a corner. Once things were prepared, he returned to her. Her shoes were laid alongside her neatly folded pile of discarded clothing. “The position you are in is what I call kneeling back. It’s a fairly comfortable position for a sub. But you should place your hands palms up on your thighs.”
    When she did, he added, “It’s not my favourite. I prefer kneeling up.”
    He took a cane from the wall. She couldn’t know that he didn’t intend to punish her with it, but rather, he would use it to correct flaws in her posture. He didn’t explain it to her. It was fine with him if she had some questions, even better if she had some concerns.
    He tapped the rattan against his knee. “When I instruct you to kneel, you can assume it means I want you in the kneel up position. This means placing your hands behind your neck.” When she did so, he added, “Spine straight, and no more resting on your calves. Thrust out your breasts. Keep your knees far apart. Farther.” He tapped the insides of her thighs with the cane. “Even more.” When he was satisfied, he nodded. “This makes it possible to punish your pussy if I desire.”
    “I… Yeah. Scared.”
    “No need to be. Yet.”
    “You’re trying to terrify me, aren’t you, Sir? I think a cane on the pussy might be on the limits list.”
    “It doesn’t have to be wicked,” he said. “Now stand so I can inspect your naked body.”
    She hesitated for a moment.
    “Many Doms like to ensure their subs have complied with their grooming rules. And sometimes they simply enjoy touching while she or he is helpless to move. For others, it’s simply a perfunctory part of the relationship.”
    Like most novice subs, she stood awkwardly, putting a hand down to steady herself.
    “We’ll try that again, shall we? This time, keep your hands behind your neck. Use your abdominal muscles. It’s tricky with shoes on, but since you’re barefoot, it’s easier to find your balance.” He forced her to rise and kneel ten times before she was a bit out of breath. The altitude had something to do with it, he was sure, but also, that kind of motion taxed the body. “If you want to hold a Dom’s interest, you’ll practise that a hundred times a day. With heels, without shoes, holding a tray, hands in various positions. Doms expect beautiful movements…poetry in motion.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “For a standing inspection, I require you to keep your head up, looking straight ahead. Of course, others have different expectations, but if you’re with someone for the first time and no other orders have been issued, this is a fairly safe default position. Of course, that doesn’t mean you won’t be punished for your assumption. I’ll show you a lying down variation after we’re done here. Now, push your elbows out farther so that your breasts are more prominently displayed. Bring your shoulder blades together.”
    “More trips to the gym are in order,” she observed.
    “I have a tongue clamp if you can’t keep your mouth