The Academy (Open)

[slaveangel{HM}]

I gasp in surprise as Cindy is taken away from the rest of us, led by the Dom. I look wide eyed as I saw one of the other training Dom's watching me as if to say it is your turn too girl.

He comes up to my closely. "I believe I have been assigned to oversee your training girl."

I blink at Him being non-responsive.

He clenches a handful of my hair in His hands, forcing me to look deep into His eyes. "What was that girl?"

"Y...y..yes Sir." I stammer. "ThankYou for taking care of me."

"Ohh I am sure you won't be disappointed girl." He stares impassively. "Hands behind your back."

I fully comply, as I feel Him stand behind me, tying my wrists together, not too tightly but enough for me to feel reliant on Him. I feel a sharp sting of a crop on my left ass cheek, and gasp in surprise. "Walk" is all he says.

I move ahead slowly, not quite sure where I am meant to be going. An occasional tug of my restraints, sets me on the right path.

"Walk through that doorway and kneel on the mat over there." He points.

I tremble slightly, a little reserved in taking orders from another man other than my Master. "Yes Sir." Is all I say.

I kneel with a little difficulty with my arms tied back. I wriggle my wrists, subtly, trying to relax them.

He pulls up a wooden chair and sits before me.

"From this moment on, I am responsible for your training, your safety, your discipline, your care, your needs. I am here if you need Me, and while you are here I will be your best friend as well as Trainer. To receive such respect from Me, I expect you to obey Me without question, and in time to trust Me, as I too act on behalf of your Master." He pauses. "I am fully aware of your limits, and I have permission to see if during your time here I can find other ones. At times you will hate Me, be frustrated, want to leave. But this isn't an easy path to follow. In time you will see."

"Yes Sir" I nod.

"You may call me Sir M, or Sir, during this time."

"Yes Sir."

"We shall begin your training. As you are kneeling open your legs wide, I want to see your cunt."

"Yes Sir." I murmur as I spread my legs wide, until my muscles are aching.

"Good girl. Now thrust your tits out."

"Yes Sir." I stick my chest out, showing Him my tits. I whimper as my nipples harden at His gaze.

"Responsive too I see." He chuckles.

I stay in position silently.

"On My agenda, it seems you need more work in orgasm control girl." He watches her eyes light up. "I will help you."

I watch Him stand up and move off to a cabinet where I hear Him rummage for something. I keep my eyes down, trying to keep my breathing as normal as possible. He returns and crouches down in front of me.

I feel Him carress my hard nipples, pinching and twisting them lightly. "What's your safe word? Remind Me."

I moan softly, as He teases my nipples, causing my body to writhe slightly.

"Keep still." He warns me, as He waits for my response.

"Yes Sir, girl is sorry Sir, she will keep still."

"Good girl." He pinches them a little harder. I watch Him smile as I remain still.

"Snow, means please slow down Sir, and rain means stop everything."

"That's a good girl. Your Master told Me that you at times seem to have trouble remembering those words in sessions."

My stomach churns, realising that my Master had met this man. I realised that He could be trusted, as Master wouldn't let me be with anyone who He thought would hurt me.

I gasp as I see Sir hold up stainless steel nipple clamps, and sigh thankfully seeing that the edges were lined with rubber.

"I believe those nipples need to be attended to." He said almost absently. "Take slow breaths girl."

"Yes Sir." I shiver, and start controlling my breathing as the clamps are placed on my erect nipples. I whimper loudly and with one look at Sir's expression, I try to remain as quiet as possible.

"You did better than I would have thought girl." He pats my head, then raises the crop.

THWACK! THWACK! I feel a stinging slap against my inner thighs. I moan as I feel the flat crop end rub against my clit mercilessly. I close my eyes, trying to allow my mind to drift.

"Keep your eyes open girl." His voice rouses me from my state. "I have a new trick for you."

"I look at Him intently as I gasp with familiarity."

He smiles knowingly, as He wraps the belt of the clit stimulator around my waist, attaching the ever so teasing applicator squarely on my anticipating clit. Strapping it in securely so there is no movement.

"Stay still girl. Or you will be punished."

"Yes Sir." I whimper in fear, as when I did this with Master I always writhed about.

Taking His place at his seat, He holds up the remote almost mockingly. "Be good, and remember to breathe."

I could hear an audible hum as the stimulator kicks into action, very slowly at first. My clit tingling at the rhythm. The pain in my nipples no longer as they throb in time with my needy clit.

My breath quickens as the stimulator is turned up a notch, then down again, for what seemed to be at five minute intervals. Without warning He puts it up higher, my will power leaving me as I writhe about, whimpering loudly. I look at Sir, disappointed, realising my error. So wanting to please Him.

He switches it off. Looking as if almost sadly at me. He helps me up silently, holding me until my legs are able to stand my weight once more.

"Do you understand that you need to be punished girl?"

"Yes Sir, I try choking back the disappointment in my voice"

"Why?"

"Because I disappointed myself in not following Sir's orders, and not maintaining position. Knowing full well of punishment occurring if I didn't do as asked."

"Good girl. Come with me."

I follow him to a restraining bench. I look at it in utter fear and embarrassment.

"Hop up here and put your feet on these mounts so I can tie you in."

"Yes Sir." I comply not daring at this time to ask questions. I feel my ankles strapped apart, securely, my wrists still bound behind my back. I whimper realising that the clit stimulator is off, but still attached to my waist. I feel Him apply a leather strap over my back, further securing me in my bondage.

He comes around and stands in front of me, His eyes meeting mine.

"I am going to paddle your bottom with this wooden paddle thirty times girl. During this time I shall have the clit stimulator on. Feel free to writhe about as much as you like the restraints shall hold you. I want you to count, thank Me, and say that you are Sir's disobedient little cunt. Under any circumstances you are NOT ALLOWED TO CUM. Is that understood girl?"

"Yes Sir." I whimper, as I feel the stimulator, turned on the third speed. I squirm.

WHACK! "One, thankYou Sir, I am Sir's disobedient little cunt." I yelp on impact.

WHACK! "Two, thankYou Sir, I am Sir's disobedient little cunt."

Sir continues whacking me mercilessly, the clit stimulator, driving me to the point of orgasm again and again. I feel the speeds lessen as I realised that Sir knows I am close and He's teasing me.

WHACK! "Sixteen, thankYou Sir. I am Sir's disobedient little cunt." I can't no longer hold back the sobs that have been fighting in my throat.

He stops at twenty and gently rubs my stinging bottom. The clit stimulator coated in my shame, my thighs glistening. I choke back sobs, writhing as the clit stimulator hums mercilessly, my body shuddering.

"Ten more to go girl. Then you are forgiven." I feel Him stroke my hair.

As the whacks get harder, I felt myself slipping away. With each tremendous whack, my mind found the words to speak what He required of me. Making my mind remember my predicament, my error.


WHACK! "Twenty-nine thankYou Sir. I am Sir's disobedient little cunt." I am on the verge of passing out, the waves of pain and torment running through me.

WHACK! "Thirty thankYou Sir. I am Sir's disobedient little cunt." I say barely above a whisper, as I lay defeated in my prison.


Instantly the stimulator is switched off and removed from my body. I mumble nonsensically, feeling my feet and arms removed from their restraints. Everything goes black.

****

I awake in confusion, I cry out, trembling, wondering where I am. I feel Sir's arms around me telling me to be still.

"It's okay girl. You are safe. You did well."

I lay back a little more relaxed as He kisses my forehead.

"You rest here girl, get your strength up, all you require is in this room. Tomorrow's session you are going to thank your Sir, for punishing you for such disobedience." He says with a wry smile.

"Yes Sir." I murmur as He gently forces me to sip some water.

"I must go for now. If you need me, press this button on the chain that is around your neck, and I'll come. That chain is to show everyone that I am training you, and no one else is to do so without my permission, or presence. Understood?"

"I smile, thankfully. Yes Sir."

He strokes my hair. "You still have a lot to learn girl. But then again that is what I am here for." He stands and walks out of the room, leaving me to reflect on the day's events.