13 comments/ 40506 views/ 39 favorites Flight to Submission By: Cyberdiva68 This is a new story for me. The first few pages are scene setters so please bear with it. For those of you who read Island Discipline, this is a spin-off, involving David once again, but this time the story is about a willing submissive & her training. I hope you all enjoy! Copyright of all my stories is owned by me. ***** It was late & David was relaxing in First Class with his eyes closed. The Managing Partner of Malinson & Partners had called him with an urgent request. There had been trouble in the London office and he had asked David if he would go over and sort out the situation. It had needed all of David's tact & diplomacy to resolve the issues that had arisen and one month later he was finally on his way back to Miami. He reran the events of the last few weeks in his mind. It had been a volatile situation that he had walked into. There was an air of resentment & underlying fear that had been evident in most of the attitudes of the female staff, from clerical right the way through to junior partners. It had not taken him long to find out that the partner in charge of the London office, a man of senior years, had lost control of the office management, preferring instead to spend his time out on the golf links or in his London club. This had allowed a particularly aggressive partner, George Whiting, to assume the reins and surround himself with like-minded men. There were no female senior partners in evidence and David quickly discovered that the two that had been there had left a couple of months ago for different firms. Using all of his considerable magnetism and employing delicate tact, David finally discovered what had been going on. The senior partner now in control was a bully but worse than that, he was sexually harassing the female staff. He had threatened to fire any woman who refused to grant him sexual favours and had managed to get away with this by ensuring that his coterie of supporters banded together to deny any allegations that were brought. Things had been going on in this manner for several months and the atmosphere was now explosive. Once David had all the evidence to hand, he had made a few phone calls. Within a week he had photographic evidence of the man's abuses, along with compromising pictures of several members of his coterie. He had called the managing partner in Miami, explained the situation and advised him of what he intended to do. Faced with overwhelming evidence, the managing partner had agreed that he would fully support David's actions. The next day David had walked into Whiting's office, closed the door behind him and dropped an array of photographs onto the desk. As the colour drained from the man's face, David informed him that he was no longer welcome at the company. The man tried to bluster that the photographs were fake but was stopped by David's withering glance. "You have five minutes to vacate this office," David had said coldly. Whiting shakily rose from behind his desk and walked towards the door. "You'll regret this!" he hissed. David merely looked at him coolly and opened the door to the office. Outside, two uniformed police officers were waiting. Whiting halted in shock, unable to comprehend how completely his world was crashing down around him. "The Bar Association has been informed of your behaviour and will be fully investigating all charges brought against you," David informed him. Whiting was led away by the police officers, through a corridor formed of all the female staff members who had been subjected to his abuse. His progress was accompanied by slow, derisive clapping. David stood at the doorway to the Whiting's office. "I want to see the following people in my office in 5 minutes," he ordered. "Tony Conway, Philip Tomey, Lionel Marchant, Brian Delaney, Nigel Hampton." Murmurs arose among the female staff. The names mentioned were those of Whiting's cronies & there was a sense of anticipation in the air. David turned & walked into Whiting's office, seating himself behind the desk & calmly awaiting the arrival of those men he had called. They arrived en masse, as if they felt by presenting a united front, they stood a better chance of survival. They did not know David well enough to know that this petty display of solidarity had no effect upon him whatsoever! He handed each of them a sealed envelope & instructed them to open it. Their faces drained of colour as each one revealed compromising photographs of themselves. "Gentlemen, the behaviour you have both supported and displayed is not tolerated at Malinson & Partners," David informed them. "With George Whiting I had no choice but to have him arrested and his abuses investigated, but to spare the firm further embarrassment, I expect to receive your resignations on my desk by the end of this morning. Furthermore," he interrupted as a murmur arose from among them, "You will each have your final month's salary plus bonus deducted. This money will be placed in a fund to undo some of the damage that you have all caused!" The murmuring grew to a muttering. "That will be all!" David barked. "Now get out of my sight and hand your resignation letter to the office manager on your way out." He paused, "or do I have to call security to escort you from the premises?" That last question did the trick. Heads hanging, the five men filed out of his office, each to make their own arrangements for leaving. David picked up the phone and dialled a number. "It's done," David said when the managing partner in Miami picked up. "The ball's in your court now," David told him. "Very well," said Mr Malinson. "I'll call Edward and suggest that it is time he takes retirement. Who do you suggest should take his place?" David thought for a moment, wishing briefly that Kristy was still at the firm. Although now happily in a submissive relationship with Sue, she had lost none of her drive & efficiency and would have been a perfect candidate to get the office back on its feet. Thinking of her, however, sparked an idea. "I don't think we should appoint anyone internally," David counselled, "the situation here is still too volatile! However, I happen to know that Amanda McInnes is looking to move to London. She has climbed as far as she can within the Miami office & if we don't want to lose her, this may be the perfect solution. She's strong & efficient but also has a great deal of tact. She is also one of those rare creatures who get along equally as well with men and women!" There was a pause at the other end of the line as Malinson considered David's suggestion. "Well... I'm inclined to agree with you David," he said, "but with one condition. I would like to keep you in a supervisory capacity for the first six months. If you are agreeable, I should like you to divide your time between London & Miami," he paused, "I understand that this may place quite a burden on you, but I would feel more confident knowing that I can rely on you to pick up on any problems that might arise!" David took his time considering what Malinson had asked of him. In a way, he was grateful that the situation with Kristy had worked out so well. It had taken far less time than he had originally anticipated for her to accept that her place was truly as a submissive and he was glad that she was now happy in a stable relationship with Sue as her Mistress. This had, however, left him at something of a loose end as he had cleared his diary of all other possible commitments in order to concentrate on the training of Kristy. Now he realised that the extra time this afforded him meant that he could, in fact, undertake the task that Malinson had requested of him. He would, of course, need to advise to Sue that he would be spending more time in London over the coming months, but knew that she would accept the situation. "Very well, Mr Malinson," he replied, "I will do as you request." "Thank you David," Malinson said gratefully, "I will see that you are suitably compensated!" "That is not necessary," David replied. "Nonsense," Malinson said. "I know you are planning to get married next year and understand that this assignment may have a negative impact on some of the planning, so allow me to ease my conscience somewhat by doing this for you!" There was no graceful way that David could refuse such an offer and so he reluctantly agreed to Malinson's terms. The next few days were spent organising counselling for female staff members & preparing the way for Amanda's arrival. He was careful to ensure that no resentment was felt at her appointment, stressing that this had been carefully considered and made in the best interests of the firm. There was a small amount of grumbling from the male partners who had been getting used to an 'all boys' club, but a glance of disapproval from David's cool grey eyes was enough to make them consider the consequences of lapsing back into bad habits! Finally Amanda had arrived. David had spent a week with her, going over the history of the firm, the current cases in progress and more importantly, the progress that was being made in healing the damage done to the firm. They worked harmoniously together, Amanda's quiet efficiency blending well with David's subtle manner until both were satisfied that she had a firm grip on the company's affairs. And now David was on the plane back to Miami, relaxing from the stress of the last few weeks. A murmur of conversation drew his attention. Two female flight attendants were talking quietly to each other in the forward galley and the mention of a dungeon had caught his interest. He carefully opened one eye and looked to see who was talking. The two women were a contrast in appearance. One was tall & well built with a wealth of pale blonde hair neatly pinned in a French pleat. The other was slim, around 5'5 in David's estimation, with elfin features and wore her shining black hair in a smooth, sleek bob. "I can't believe Tom thought we'd be into that!" the blonde exclaimed. "How twisted can he be to think we would actually enjoy the sight of someone being tied up & tortured!" "Oh come on, Jenny," said the black haired girl, "you're exaggerating! It wasn't that bad really! In fact," she paused as she considered her next words, "some of it was very intriguing!" "Stephanie!" Jenny exclaimed in shock. "You can't be serious! You can't actually mean that you enjoyed being there!" "I'm not saying that I did, Jenny," Stephanie said patiently, knowing her friend could go off at the deep end sometimes. "I'm just saying that I don't think things were as bad as you are making them out to be. After all, if those people weren't enjoying themselves, why were they there?" she asked. Their conversation had spiked David's interest. Whilst the blonde was obviously shocked at what she had seen, David was picking up that the shorter girl was, at the very least, intrigued and he was willing to lay odds that she was more than intrigued. Something in her tone of voice, a very subtle yearning told him very clearly that she had identified with and was attracted to whatever she had seen going on. The conversation of the flight attendants moved onto other topics as David mulled over what he had heard. The situation presented a tantalising proposition. He was fairly confident that the smaller of the two women, Stephanie he thought he had heard her friend call her, was a submissive. There was an undeniable aura about her that screamed loudly to his trained eye. The question was, did he want to pursue this particular opportunity & see where it would lead or did he really have enough on his plate to manage at the moment. He watched the two women for a few minutes longer before making up his mind. He made sure that the blonde was engaged in housekeeping activities & then pressed the call button. As he had planned, the attendant called Stephanie answered the summons and bent down to quietly ask what he needed. "It is more what I believe you need, that prompted me to summon you," David told her in his quiet, authoritative voice. Stephanie was startled. Whatever could he mean? "I'm sorry Sir, I don't understand..." she said. David held up his hand to silence her. "I happened to overhear your conversation earlier regarding an establishment you & your friend had been taken to." Stephanie stifled a gasp. She & Jenny had believed all their passengers to be asleep. She was mortified to realise that this distinguished looking man had overheard a conversation that could be considered inappropriate. David read her expressions easily. "I believe that in contrast to your friend, who was obviously shocked & definitely not of the mind-set to understand what was going on, you understood and, I believe, wanted to be more than just an observer of the proceedings." Stephanie opened her mouth to protest that she hadn't felt any such thing, even though a tiny part of her was admitting the truth of his words. David again held up his hand to silence her. "Do not try to deny it, your face clearly reveals your thoughts and reactions." Stephanie lowered her eyes & stopped herself from any further protest. "That's better," David said approvingly. "I see you are a fast learner," he continued cryptically. "Now, I am in a position to open up some possibilities to you, ones that I believe you instinctively crave but have been too shy to acknowledge, either due to peer pressure or by your upbringing." Stephanie flinched. His words had struck home! All her life she had been brought up to do what was right. Although her father was easy going, her mother had been strict with definite opinions on sex. "Good girls don't do that!" was a frequent comment that she had been exposed to throughout her teenage years and by now it was completely ingrained into her, inhibiting her enjoyment with the various partners she had been with. It didn't help that her career as a senior flight attendant on the London - Miami route left her little opportunity to pursue a steady relationship. In fact she had recently broken off a relationship, realising with disillusion that the guy was a complete wimp who had absolutely no idea of how to please a woman. He had only been concerned with his own pleasure. She shuddered as she recalled the abortive time she had, very much against her wishes, agreed to anal sex. He had been so persistent, telling her that she would do this if she loved him that she had finally given in. Without waiting for her to get used to the idea, he had flipped her over & ignoring her cries of pain, had forced his cock into her tight anal passage. She had been in agony as he kept thrusting into her and was so relieved when he finally withdrew after cumming that she wept. The idiot thought she was crying because the experience had been so good and smugly said that wasn't she glad to finally see what she had been missing! She had stared at him in disbelief before finally realising that this was the last straw. She had gathered the remains of her dignity and told him to leave & not bother coming back. The look of astonishment on his face would have made her laugh had it not been for the burning pain in her ass! A touch of David's hand on her arm brought her back to reality. "I understand that my words have taken you by surprise," David said in that firm, authoritative voice that was sending shivers up Stephanie's spine. "If you wish to learn more about what intrigues you, then I will expect your call." He handed over his card. Stephanie looked at it dazedly. On the card in gilt letters were the initials D B and a US telephone number. The cabin intercom chimed and the 'fasten seat belts' signs came on. The plane was on final approach to landing & Stephanie could hear the landing gear lowering into place. David glanced at his watch, an elegant Paneria Luminor. "You have precisely 3 hours in which to decide whether you wish to call me." He told her. "If you cannot decide in that time then do not bother to call. I do not waste my valuable time on those who are not serious about what they want!" David could see the other flight attendant glancing curiously their way. "You may go," he told Stephanie. In a daze she rose and walked back towards the galley where her friend Jenny was waiting. "What was that all about?" she asked. Stephanie just shook her head. "Nothing much," she replied. "The passenger just wanted to enquire about conditions on the ground in Miami." Jenny looked at her sceptically. Stephanie looked as if she had been knocked for six! Whatever could that guy have said to her to spook her so badly? "I'm going to tell him to quit harassing you," she said determinedly. "You won't do any such thing!" Stephanie said sharply. "I told you what he said, now leave it alone! We have our duties to attend to. This plane will be on the ground in fifteen minutes!" Realising it was futile to continue in the face of her friend's determined denial, Jenny gave up and went through her duties, all the while keeping an eye on the passenger in First Class. Eventually she convinced herself that she must have imagined Stephanie's reaction, as the passenger gave no sign that he was interested in anything other than organising his briefcase prior to landing. Stephanie also continued with her duties in her usual efficient way and in the end Jenny gave up speculating what might have happened. She did such a good job of convincing herself that nothing had actually happened, that she completely missed the significant & commanding look that David gave Stephanie as he exited the plane. For her part, Stephanie was glad of the distraction that her duties provided her. There was a powerful magnetism exuded by the passenger in seat 2B and in spite of herself she was strongly drawn towards him. She should have been scared or at the very least indignant by his assumption that she wanted to be more involved in what she had seen going on in that dungeon. Instead, there was a small but intense quiver of excitement deep in her gut. Throughout the trip to the hotel, with the rest of the crew chattering loudly away to each other, Stephanie sat wrapped up in her thoughts. She knew without a doubt that the man had meant everything he had said. By the time the plane had landed, the passengers had disembarked and the crew had walked through customs & onto the shuttle bus, an hour had elapsed. This left her just two hours to decide whether or not she would make the call. Her mind was screaming at her that it was stupid to even consider it, but the rest of her body was not so certain. There was an indefinable air about the man that made her instinctively trust him. His calm, self-assured demeanour was not that of a bully or worse, a predator, rather it was that of a man who was completely at ease with himself, one who was well aware of his effect on others but who chose not to abuse that power. Her thoughts were interrupted as Jenny dug her in the side. "Hey, wake up Stephanie, you look like you're on a different planet," she said teasingly. "What?" Stephanie said vaguely. "Hey, are you alright?" Jenny said worriedly. "I knew that passenger was upsetting you!" "No, no I'm fine," Stephanie replied. "I've just got a killer headache." "Well that developed fast," said her friend suspiciously. "Not really," Stephanie replied, desperately trying to deflect her friend's curiosity. "It was developing all through the last hour's flight & like an idiot, I forgot my pain killers!" "You poor thing, why didn't you tell me?" Jenny asked. "No wonder you looked so pale when you went to attend that passenger!" "I know," Stephanie smiled at her friend weakly. "To tell the truth, I thought I was going to throw up all over him!" She winced as the lie left her lips but she knew there was no way Jenny would understand what had really passed between them. Flight to Submission Ch. 02 "Get in here, sub," David commanded coldly. Stephanie shivered at the ice in his tone. "I see you have disobeyed me once again, displaying a regrettable lack of control," he continued. "Very well, you have earned further punishment and if you think that your punishment was harsh earlier, then you are severely mistaken." The blood drained from Stephanie's face. Despite the massage, her ass was still burning from the spankings she had received earlier. To her dismay, however, it seemed as if her body was receiving this news in a completely unexpected way. Her pussy was once again becoming moist and her skin was tingling. Her thoughts skittered this way and that as her memory returned to that night in the dungeon in London. There had been women, and men, who had been bound and were being beaten with any number of harsh looking items - a variety of whips including ones with many tails, broad, flat looking things that made a loud smacking sound when they landed on flesh, canes and other items that she could not even recognise - all of them leaving vivid marks on the skin. Would she be subjected to anything like that? Her breath caught in her throat as she considered the possibility. David watched as the emotions passed clearly across Stephanie's face. When he judged the moment was right, he spoke once more. "Your punishment has been reserved until later, sub," he said. "As you have demonstrated an appalling lack of control, I shall begin your training immediately." Stephanie gazed at him in puzzlement. Surely most of the afternoon had been about training. David read her thoughts easily. "You thought your training had already begun, hadn't you?" he said. Stephanie opened her mouth to reply but remembered at the last moment that she had not been given permission to speak. Instead she nodded meekly. "Good!" David said. "At least you have remembered one thing you have been told." Stephanie flushed in shame as his words sank in. "No, this afternoon was about gauging your responses and seeing if you might possibly be capable of becoming a decent sub," David told her. "Now your training begins in earnest. I have been lenient with you so far as you are new to this lifestyle, but you must understand that from now on I will not tolerate any hesitation on your part. You have asked me to become your Master and in so doing, you have placed yourself under my control. I will train you to be the best that you can be and in doing so you will discover depths to yourself and your desires that you are unaware of. However, you must understand that as a sub, it is your duty to be completely obedient to your Master's wishes. You will do whatever your Master orders and submit to whatever he demands. My training methods are thorough. You may find them harsh at first and you will be expected to do many things that your upbringing has made you believe are unnatural but if you maintain obedience and openness, you will reap the rewards." Stephanie could feel her heart pounding and butterflies were doing a conga in her stomach as she listened to David's words, almost mesmerised by the sheer magnetism he was exuding! "Do you understand what I am telling you?" David asked. Stephanie nodded her head. "Very well, we will start with the positions you will be expected to assume during your time as a sub," David told her. "You already know Position 1, but I am dissatisfied with your posture. Your role as a sub is to be open to your Master at all times, your body on display for his pleasure. As such, you are not standing correctly. Come here!" he commanded, leading her to stand in front of a floor length mirror. Stephanie obeyed with alacrity. "Position 1," David commanded. Quickly, Stephanie placed her hands behind her head and spread her legs. "Not good enough!" David said moving close to her. He nudged her legs further apart until she could feel a pull in her inner thighs. Next he walked behind her, took hold of her elbows and drew them further back. This had the effect of pushing her breasts forward and David nodded in satisfaction as he moved back to stand in front of her. He removed the collar he had previously used on her from his pocket and re-secured it around her throat. He then moved his hand down to her mound, inserted two fingers into her moist pussy and tilted her pelvis. He then removed his fingers and moved them to her mouth. "Suck them," he ordered. Eyes wide and swallowing convulsively, Stephanie nevertheless complied, cringing as she tasted her own pussy juices on his fingers. "Now look in the mirror," David commanded as he stepped away from her. Stephanie obeyed and flushed as she saw her image reflected back at her. What she saw was a woman with her breasts and sex wantonly displayed. Which was, she reflected, exactly how a sub should display herself for her Master's pleasure. "Relax and stand straight," was David's next command and Stephanie quickly complied. He allowed her a few moments relaxation then barked "Position 1!" Stephanie immediately put herself into the position expected. "Not bad, but still needs improvement," David said. "Bring your elbows further back," he commanded and Stephanie quickly complied, thrusting her breasts forward. "Spread those legs further apart," was his next command and she did so, trying to tilt her pelvis into the required position. "You may relax," David said once he was satisfied with her position. Again, he gave her a few moments of relaxation then once more barked the command "Position 1". This time Stephanie was almost perfect. Her breasts were thrust forward and her legs were spread wide. Her pelvis, however, was not tilted sufficiently to display her pussy. Without saying a word, David moved forward and smacked his hand hard against her pussy. When Stephanie gasped he looked at her, his eyes boring into hers. "You were given two opportunities to learn exactly how to present yourself in Position 1" he told her coolly. "If you cannot learn swiftly then you must be encouraged to do so and punished for non-compliance, do you understand?" Stephanie nodded, biting her lip. "Very well, we shall try again. Stand straight," he said. Again, he let her stand straight for a few moments "Position 1!" he commanded. This time Stephanie was picture perfect and David was impressed. Despite what he had told her, she was a quick learner. "Very good," he said approvingly and a faint flush crept over Stephanie's face as his approval warmed her. "Now we will move on to Position 2" David told her. "Kneel on the floor, with your knees placed as far apart as possible and again tilt your pelvis" he instructed. Stephanie sank to her knees and tried to comply with David's instructions. With his foot, David nudged her knees further apart. He could see she was having trouble tilting her pelvis sufficiently to display her pussy correctly. "Lean back slightly," he told her. As she obeyed, her pussy lips came into sight and David nodded in satisfaction. "Hold that position!" he instructed. As she remained in place, David reached down and started to tease her nipples. Stephanie flinched involuntarily and David immediately pinched her nipples, hard! "You need to remember that as a sub, your first and only thought must be to please your Master," he told her. "Your body is his to use as he sees fit, which is why you must always display yourself completely in his presence. It is not acceptable to react negatively to what is done to you and you will be trained to respond appropriately in all circumstances, no matter what these might be. Do you understand?" Stephanie nodded despite the throbbing in her nipples. "Very good," David said. "You will learn to submit to anything your Master wants without demure or protest." He saw doubts enter her eyes and proceeded to reassure her. "Whilst my training is thorough, it is not meant to damage you," he explained to the apprehensive woman below him. "Your boundaries will be tested and stretched but your training will not include the more extreme activities that you might have seen on display at the dungeon." He saw Stephanie relax slightly at his words and wondered what exactly it was that she had seen in London. "However, I expect you will find it arduous enough so the harder you try to learn, the better it will go for you," He continued. Stephanie looked up into his eyes. She could see no malice there, just calm self-assurance. This man was completely in command both of her and himself. "We will try this again," David said and reached down to tease her nipples once more. Although he could see her abdominal muscles tense & her pussy twitch, this time Stephanie was able to prevent herself from flinching. "Very good!" he said approvingly and Stephanie smiled in pleasure at his praise. "Now get up and place yourself in Position 1 once more," David commanded. As Stephanie made to drop her hands to the floor to push herself up, David stopped her. "Did I tell you to drop your arms?" he asked. Confused, Stephanie shook her head. "You will be expected to move from position to position with the minimum of change" David told her. "If you do not have sufficient balance to do this, you will be trained until you can. Do I make myself clear?" Stephanie nodded. "Very well, assume Position 1!" David commanded. Somehow, Stephanie managed to regain her feet without too much of a wobble and assumed Position 1, making sure her breasts and pussy were on full display and her legs were spread as far apart as she could endure. "Excellent," was David's response and she glowed with pleasure. In the space of a few short hours, this man's approval was something that she craved and she realised she would willingly submit to anything to gain it! David's voice intruded into her introspection. "Concentrate!" he barked. "Your attention should be on your Master at all times!" Stephanie flushed, embarrassed to be caught day dreaming. What she didn't realise was how experienced David was at reading the slightest changes of expression in his submissives. "Now, assume Position 2!" he commanded when he was sure she had her full attention on him. This time remembering not to lower her hands, Stephanie sank to her knees, keeping them spread far apart, thrusting her breasts forward & leaning back slightly so her pussy was in full view. David leaned down, stroked his fingers over her nipples before dipping them lower and sliding them between her exposed pussy lips. He could feel how moist she was down there. This girl was definitely a true submissive at heart! He heard a quiet intake of breath as he dipped two fingers into her pussy but she made no other overt move. He nodded in approval. "Very good, sub," he said. "We will move on to Position 3. Lean forward until your head is on the floor," he instructed. Stephanie complied. "Now reach your hands behind you and spread your ass cheeks." As Stephanie hesitated, realising what this position implied, David's hand cracked down hard against her ass. "You have just added to your punishment!" he told her coldly. "Now obey me, at once!" his voice cracked out. Startled and apprehensive, Stephanie did as commanded and moved her hands back to spread her ass cheeks. She felt David's hands cover hers and force her cheeks further apart until she could feel a pull at her sphincter. "That is the Position 3. You will be expected to maintain all positions until otherwise instructed" David told her in a matter of fact voice. "This position is to allow your Master to easily inspect both your ass and your pussy with ease. If I find you spreading yourself any less than this, you will be punished. Now assume Position 2 once more." Stephanie raised herself until she was kneeling upright once more and placed her hands back behind her head, leaning back slightly, thrusting her breasts forward and tilting her pelvis. David nodded in approval. She was in exactly the right position! "Position 3!" he commanded. Stephanie swallowed hard, then bent forward, placing her head on the floor and reaching back to spread her ass cheeks. When she felt they were fully spread she stopped and was startled to feel a hard hand come down across her asshole. "Wider!" was all that David said, and squeezing her eyes closed she complied until she felt once again that tight pull at her sphincter. "Acceptable," was David's comment. Stephanie felt his fingers circling her asshole and try as she might, she could not prevent herself from tensing. David made no comment, understanding as he did how traumatic her experience with a previous boyfriend had been for her. He let his fingers explore all around her hole then slid down towards her pussy, making sure that she was completely smooth in all areas. "Assume Position 1!" he commanded and Stephanie rose from her kneeling position to stand before him. "Follow me," he told her and led her back to the huge 4 poster bed. "Get on the bed and assume Position 2," David instructed. Stephanie complied, swaying slightly as she tried to maintain her balance on the mattress. David moved away and she could hear faint sounds as he moved around the room. Finally, she heard his footsteps return. He gripped her right wrist and encircled it with a thick leather cuff before locking it securely. He repeated the action with her left wrist. "Bring your hands in front of you," David commanded. Stephanie complied. David had spent some time setting up the bed so that it was adapted to his requirements. He pushed between her shoulder blades until her chest was resting on the surface of the bed. He then took each cuff in turn and attached it to a post at the top of the bed. He pressed a concealed button and two posts slid out from the sides of the bed, about level with the tops of Stephanie's thighs. He took two wide, thick leather cuffs and wrapped them around each of her thighs then secured them to the posts with strong ropes. Once her thighs were secured, he picked up a spreader bar, placing it between her ankles. He secured the cuffs around her ankles and released the bar to its fullest extent. Stephanie's ass and pussy were now fully on display. As a final action, David once again pressed another concealed button and slots opened in the floor near the foot of the bed. Inside were ring bolts. David took 2 lengths of rope and secured the spreader bar in place. Stephanie was now held in place with her ass raised into the air. Although her face clearly said she was apprehensive, she had managed to keep quiet through all David's preparations. "Good girl," David said encouragingly. "Now as a sub, you will be expected to provide pleasure to your Master in whatever way he desires. In order for you to be able to do this, you need to be cleansed of your fear of anal sex," he continued. He saw Stephanie tense. "I will introduce you to this gently, to show you that it is not a thing to be feared," he went on, silently cursing the inept boy who had traumatised her so, "but make no mistake, I will be thorough and by the time I have finished with you, you will be pleasing to any Master who chooses to use you!" David could see Stephanie's body tremble and again he silently cursed that inept boy for his carelessness. He had almost ruined a lovely young woman by scaring her away from what could be a profoundly intense experience! He was going to have to be very careful here! "For the moment I will allow you to remain ungagged as I know this will be difficult for you," David told Stephanie. "However, once I deem the moment appropriate, you will be gagged as I WILL train you thoroughly and completely!" Stephanie shuddered. She was scared, knowing what was about to occur but somehow she knew she could trust this man not to hurt her. David reached over to the bedside drawer and drew out a blindfold, which he gently placed over Stephanie's eyes. "Let go of the fear and concentrate on the feelings," he quietly murmured into her ear. He took out a bottle of lubricant and tipped a small amount out onto his fingers, moving to sit beside her hips as he did so. The position Stephanie was secured in ensured that her pussy and ass were clearly accessible. He gently but firmly swept his lubricated fingers down over her asshole and between the folds of her labia. He continued to slowly stroke her between her folds, rising occasionally to run his fingers over her asshole. He watched her intently as her body slowly started to relax under the slow, seductive rhythm of his fingers. He squeezed out more lubricant and this time as his fingers swept up towards Stephanie's asshole, he started to circle them, decreasing the circle each time until his fingers were directly at her puckered hole. He continued the circling motion but concentrating on her hole, each time increasing the pressure slightly. He drew out a nitrile glove and slipped it over his right hand as his left continued that circling motion. Again, he squeezed lubricant onto the fingers of his now gloved hand and very slowly inserted the tip of one finger as his left hand moved back down through Stephanie's pussy folds until it found her clit and started rubbing. Stephanie moaned as she felt David's finger penetrate her ass but instead of the intense agony she had expected, all she felt was slight pressure as his finger slowly slipped further inside her. Now he started to work his finger in and out of her passage, spreading the lubricant as he did so. Stephanie moaned again. David inserted a 2nd lubricated finger into her ass, slowly at first until he felt her start to relax once more. At the same time, the fingers of his other hand continued to stimulate her clit. Stephanie's body was starting to respond and she could feel the heat climbing. David added a third finger and now Stephanie groaned. She could feel her passage being stretched but instead of it hurting, all she was feeling was a strange kind of intense pressure. David continued to pump his fingers in and out of her anal passage, timing his rhythm to match his actions at her clit. He could feel the tremors start in her body as her skin heated up. He increased both the rhythm and pressure of his fingers both at her clit and in her ass. Stephanie's body started to shake and David knew she was close to orgasm. Watching her closely, he again increased his speed, moving it to an inexorable pace. Instinct and desire took Stephanie over. She started to drive herself back onto his, as far as her bonds allowed. She had lost her fear and her inhibitions. All she wanted was to reach orgasm! David's many years of experience told him the exact moment when Stephanie was about to lose control. "Cum for me!" he ordered, linking his command in her mind with the irresistible torrent of the orgasm that swept through her. As she continued to shake, David withdrew his fingers, swiftly coated a slim butt plug with lubricant and inserted it before she noticed. She drew in her breath with a sharp hiss as she felt the unyielding plug wedged firmly inside her. David swiftly rose, and retrieved a ball gag, which he placed between her jaws. He secured it firmly in place and smiled at her startled expression. "I told you I would gag you once I deemed the moment appropriate!" he reminded her. "You have just experienced your first anal orgasm," he continued. Stephanie's eyes went wide as the realisation hit her. She had felt no pain and had been swept up in another intense orgasm. "You will thank me in an appropriate manner later," he said. "Now you know what anal should be like, I can continue your training," David told her. "You are too tight to accommodate me and that must be rectified. You will be stretched until I am satisfied you can accommodate me properly." Flight to Submission Ch. 02 He placed his hand on the base of the butt plug and pressed firmly. Stephanie groaned against the gag as she felt the pressure inside her. Slowly but firmly, David started to work the plug in and out of her passage, maintaining the rhythm and allowing Stephanie to adjust to the new sensations. As she grew accustomed to the rhythm, Stephanie gradually relaxed, the tension easing from her body. David nodded in satisfaction and reached for a second plug, slightly larger than the first, with a bulb & tube attached. He coated it with lubricant and then slipped the first plug out, replacing it with the second. Stephanie tensed as she felt her passage being filled fuller, then gasped as David switched on the vibrator. A tingle started deep in her pussy. David left her like that for a few minutes, allowing her to become accustomed to the wider girth, then squeezed the bulb. The plug inside her inflated, pressing against her passage and intensifying the vibrations. Again David left her like that for several minutes. He could just see the faint tremors beginning once again to suffuse her body. Finally he inflated the plug to its fullest and Stephanie groaned against the gag. She felt impaled and yet the vibrations were driving her to distraction! David watched for a few minutes and then switched off the vibrator, but left the plug fully inflated. David moved back to the box that he'd had Stephanie bring in to the penthouse earlier. He leaned down and withdrew a specialised chastity belt made of wide leather. He also removed a fairly large vibrator and a much smaller one. He moved back to the bed and with Stephanie still in position, inspected her body. He could see that her pussy was still wet from the aftermath of her anal induced orgasm. He took the large vibrator and smoothly slid it into Stephanie's pussy. She groaned as she found herself stretched wider than she had ever been before. Next, David fastened the chastity belt around Stephanie's waist, letting the lower section fall free for the moment. He peeled back her clitoral hood and placed the small vibrator directly against her clit, then immediately drew the lower section of the belt down between her legs . He secured the belt so that it held each vibrator and the butt plug securely in position. He then released all the cuffs from their posts and ordered Stephanie to turn over. Once she was on her back, David reattached all the wrist and thigh cuffs. He removed the spreader bar but attached cuffs to her ankles and then attached those cuffs to the posts at the end of the bed. Now Stephanie was face up & spread-eagled on the bed with her legs held wide apart. He walked back to the box and removed a small item before returning to the bed. He reached down and started to knead and massage Stephanie's right breast. In her heightened state of sensitivity, it didn't take long for her nipples to stiffen and soon both were standing erect. David swiftly attached clamps around them both, causing Stephanie to cry out against the gag as the clamps bit down on her nipples. David looked down at her. "You will now be taught orgasm denial," David informed her. Stephanie's eyes widened in disbelief. "I have told you that as my submissive, I own everything about your body, how you look, how you move and most importantly, your orgasms. If you cum, it will be because I allow you to do so. Once your training is complete, you will be expected to cum on my command, such is the control you will have been taught. If you cum without permission, you will be punished, as will be the case for you later." David paused to study the woman lying below him with her eyes wide in disbelief. "Your training will consist of being brought to the brink of orgasm. You will be expected to resist until given permission by me to cum." Stephanie thought back to the afternoon's activities. The orgasms she had experienced had been impossible to resist and she desperately wondered how she was going to obey her Master's demands. David's voice recaptured her attention. "You will remain gagged as I will not tolerate you trying to sway my decision," he said. "You would not succeed but I do not wish to be interrupted during training. Now we will begin." He started up the vibrations in the butt plug once more at a low level and Stephanie groaned. He then pulled a remote control from his pocket. One by one, he switched on the vibrators in her pussy, against her clit and finally, in the nipple clamps, all on a low level. Stephanie shivered as her body responded to the vibrators. David kept them at a low level until he saw Stephanie's body start to squirm, evidence that the vibrators were taking effect. He proceeded to turn the vibrators up a couple of notches. Stephanie's body responded immediately. The squirming turned to writhing and she started to pant. David kept the vibrators at the same level for a couple of minutes, watching as sweat started to bead on Stephanie's skin. Once again, he turned up the vibrators and Stephanie's body bucked in response. Inside the cuffs, her hands clenched as the tremors swept over her body. David could tell she was getting close to the limit. He turned the vibrators up one more level. Stephanie started panting heavily, her body now writhing constantly, trying to twist away from the insistent demands of the vibrators. Her face turned towards David, her eyes pleading, begging him to allow her relief. "Hold on!" David commanded. Stephanie gulped, then took a deep breath as she tried desperately to control her body's reactions. She mentally commanded her body to resist the demands of the vibrators but knew she was losing the battle. "Hold on!" David commanded her once again. Stephanie looked at him imploringly, trying with all her might to communicate to him that she could not hold out for much longer. "You do not have my permission to cum," David informed her, responding to the entreaty in her eyes. Tears leaked from her eyes. Her body was raging out of control and she was fast losing the battle. In moments she would be unable to prevent the orgasm threatening to overwhelm her and disobey her Master. Suddenly all the vibrators stopped. Stephanie shuddered in reaction. She had been so close to disobeying her Master. Her eyes sought his, trying with all her might to convey her gratitude as she understood he had allowed her to obey him. David allowed her a couple of minutes to compose herself and then once again switched on the vibrators. Again he increased their strength incrementally, this time keeping her at the brink for longer. Again, just as she was about to succumb, he switched them off. She lay there shuddering. This was excruciating! To be brought so close but denied release. Once again, David repeated the process. By now Stephanie's body was highly sensitised. It took far less time to bring her to the point of orgasm. David watched intently, gauging Stephanie's reactions carefully. The aim of the lesson would be lost if he allowed her to cum during this session! Again, just as she was sure she was about to lose control, David switched off the vibrators. Twice more David repeated the process, leaving it fractionally later each time and Stephanie was awash with sensations. She had lost the ability to think coherently. All she could cling to was the mantra "must not cum, do not cum". David was impressed with Stephanie's fortitude. He had trained many different submissives in his time and very few had managed to endure this particular form of training for as long as she had in their initial sessions! He allowed Stephanie to recover from the session but kept the vibrators and nipple clamps in place. He did, however, remove the gag. "You have done very well, Stephanie," he told her approvingly as she gazed up at him through glazed eyes. "We will practice this every day until it becomes second nature for you to command obedience of your body in obedience to me." Stephanie nodded tremulously. Her body was still racked with tremors, desperate for a release that was not forthcoming. David rose and moved over to the bar area. He took a glass from the counter and filled it from a jug of fresh orange juice that was standing in the fridge. This was no ordinary juice. It was specially made to his requirements and packed with electrolytes. Initial training was always arduous for the sub and he had no intention of allowing Stephanie to suffer any ill effects. He placed a straw into the glass and brought it back to the bed. He placed a hand under Stephanie's head and raised it sufficiently for her to sip the juice through the straw. She drained the glass in short order and David returned to the bar for a second glass. Once Stephanie had drained that one, David allowed her to lie back on the bed. "Now," he said, gaining her attention,"do you remember that I asked you if you had ever performed oral?" he asked. Stephanie nodded. "You told me you believed you were a 9 out of 10, is that correct?" Stephanie nodded once more, her eyes fixed on David's face. "Well you are about to be tested on your skills," David informed her. He released her cuffs but left them encircling her wrists and ankles. The chastity belt also remained in place. So, for that matter, did Stephanie. David looked at her quizzically. Usually new subs were keen to get up from the bed after that particular session, but Stephanie remained prone, a question in her eyes. "You may rise to a sitting position and work some feeling back into your limbs," David told her. Stephanie sat up and then winced as the action pressed the vibrators deeper into her. Nevertheless, she started shaking her arms out to work some feeling back into them then bent to massage her thighs, which had taken most of the strain of her bound position. When David was satisfied that Stephanie had recovered, he issued his next command. "Assume Position 2!" he ordered. Stephanie sank to her knees on the floor, spread her knees wide and placed her hands behind her head. David moved out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, where he slipped out of his clothes and into a black silk robe. Then he returned to the bedroom and stood before Stephanie. "You will now thank me for introducing you to the pleasures of anal orgasm," he stated, opening the robe so that she was in no doubt as to his meaning as his magnificent cock stood proud before her. Stephanie made to bring her hands away from her head. "I did not give you permission to move from Position 2!" David barked. Startled, Stephanie raised her eyes questioningly. "You are to thank me with your mouth only," David told her. Stephanie panicked. Whenever she had gone down on a man before she had used a combination of mouth and hands - to great effect. Now she was being restricted to the use of her mouth only and she didn't know if she would be as effective. "Begin!" David commanded. Stephanie sank to her knees on the floor, spread her knees wide and placed her hands behind her head. David moved out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, where he slipped out of his clothes and into a black silk robe. Then he returned to the bedroom and stood before Stephanie. "You will now thank me for introducing you to the pleasures of anal orgasm," he stated, opening the robe so that she was in no doubt as to his meaning as his magnificent cock stood proud before her. Stephanie made to bring her hands away from her head. "I did not give you permission to move from Position 2!" David barked. Startled, Stephanie raised her eyes questioningly. "You are to thank me with your mouth only," David told her. Stephanie panicked. Whenever she had gone down on a man before she had used a combination of mouth and hands - to great effect. Now she was being restricted to the use of her mouth only and she didn't know if she would be as effective. "Begin!" David commanded. With a questioning look to gain permission, Stephanie shuffled forward on her knees until his cock hovered just in front of her lips. Opening her mouth, Stephanie slid out her tongue and gently swirled it around the tip of his member. She was startled when there was no response. Usually when she did this, there was at least a twitch of reaction. What she didn't know was that David was using mental techniques to place himself at a distance from what was going on. It was going to be very difficult for Stephanie to make him cum! Gathering her determination and recovering from her surprise, Stephanie started to slow lave her tongue along David's cock, taking her time, feeling every ripple and ridge, his musky scent filling her nose. She continued to lick him for some time, relishing the feel of the soft skin against her tongue. In time, his cock glistened with her saliva. She brought her tongue back to the tip of his staff and swirled it around, lightly at first, barely touching the skin, then gradually increasing the pressure. She swept her tongue up & dipped it into the hollow at his cock's very tip and was disappointed not to taste any pre-cum. Her tongue re-traced its steps but this time she continued down until she could feel his balls. Her tongue traced the vein running between them and then swirled around each in turn, returning again & again to trace that vein. Once again, she returned to the tip of his cock, trying to taste the results of her efforts. Again, there was nothing. Stephanie moved up a gear and brought her mouth into play. She repeated her earlier steps with her tongue laving up and down his cock, but this time followed it with feather light kisses covering the tracks her tongue had laid down. She moved down further to his balls. Again she used her tongue, swirling around each ball and tracing the vein between them. However, this time when her tongue was finished she sucked each ball into her mouth and used the base of her tongue to massage it. Above her, David sent himself a mental command not to react - this girl was good! She moved her mouth back up towards the tip of his cock but this time instead of trying to tasted him, she opened her mouth and sucked him inside. She held the very tip in place as once again her tongue swirled around, over & under it. Then she took him in further and as her tongue swirled around, she started to suck. Her pussy was started to get wet and she realised that pleasuring her Master was turning her on. Above her, David knew he needed to do something to interrupt her rhythm. He reached into the pocket of his robe and switched on the vibrators. Stephanie froze in shock as she felt the vibrations start in her ass, pussy and against her clit. She had been so intent on getting a reaction from her Master that she had completely forgotten the vibrators and the belt that held them in place. David increased the intensity and Stephanie groaned, the sound vibrating delightfully against his throat. She almost dropped her hands but remembered just in time to keep them in place. She tried to regain her rhythm but the vibrators were causing too much distraction and time and time again she faltered. She heard David's voice above her. "This is not a 9 out of 10 effort!" he said. "You obviously need further training. Withdraw and place your hands behind your back at waist height." Mortified, Stephanie complied. This was the first time she had ever been criticised when performing oral! David took a carabiner clip from his pocket and fastened Stephanie's wrist cuffs together. Her hands were now held firmly behind her back. "Open!" David commanded. Stephanie dutifully opened her mouth, despite the tremors that had started to once again surge through her body. "Remember, you are not to cum unless I give you permission," David reminded her. He then plunged his cock into Stephanie's open and receptive mouth, not too deeply for the moment, that would come soon enough. "Now pleasure me, sub and do a better job of it than you have been doing so far!" he commanded. Stephanie desperately tried to ignore the surges of sensation washing over her body to concentrate on what she was doing. She licked and sucked David's cock, bobbing her head backwards and forwards to pump her mouth up and down his staff. But again, David turned up the intensity of the vibrators and she faltered, groaning as waves of powerful sensations flooded through her. Her body started to shake and David knew she was close to the edge. "It seems as if you cannot live up to the rating you gave yourself," David told her coolly. "You will therefore be trained in this until you can properly perform." As he said this, David switched off the vibrators but his hands gripped her head forcefully, immobilising it. As he did so, he plunged his cock deep into her mouth, its tip hitting the back of her throat. He held it there as she tried desperately to get a breath, then withdrew slightly, allowing her to do so before once more plunging it deeply inside and holding it there. He increased his rhythm, plunging in and out of her mouth whilst holding her head immobile. "Not good enough," he told her. "You are not open enough to me! Concentrate on opening your throat. I expect you to accommodate my entire length and you are not doing this at present!" He tilted her head and once more plunged into her mouth. This time he continued to press at the back of her throat, feeling her gag reflex press against his cock, then with a shudder Stephanie managed to relax her throat slightly and David's cock slid deeper inside. He held it there for a moment then withdrew slightly to let her catch her breath. "Better," he told her, "but still not good enough." With that he entered her once more, firmly lodging his cock in her throat & pushing firmly until finally he overcame her gag reflex and his cock slid deeply into her throat, his balls pressing against her face. He could see her throat bulging against the collar where his cock was lodged. Again he held it there until he could feel her struggle to breath, when he withdrew. Now that he knew her throat would open to accommodate him, he started to pump in and out of her mouth, thrusting deep, each time his cocking forcing its way down her throat. He increased his rhythm and released the mental restraints he had placed on himself. As he did so his cock swelled, further filling her throat & Stephanie struggled to breath. However, her pussy was now very wet and she was aching for release. As David's rhythm increased once again, Stephanie tried to actively pleasure him, her tongue teasing his cock as it pumped in and out of her hard and fast. Above her, David groaned and his hands gripped her head even tighter. He thrust his cock hard into her, spilling his hot seed as it lodged deeply in her throat. Stephanie instinctively and convulsively swallowed, with the result that his cock was taken even deeper into her as she felt the salty liquid being pumped into her. David was a virile man and the end result of his self-denial earlier was that he spent a copious amount of cum down her throat before withdrawing into her mouth. He held her head in place as she gasped for air. "Clean me!" he commanded and Stephanie obediently swirled her tongue around her Master's cock, lovingly removing every trace of semen, leaving his staff silky and smooth. "Adequate," was David's comment as he withdrew. "You were far too confident in your abilities and would not have merited 9 out of 10 in this Lifestyle. You could not deep throat and lose concentration too easily. However," he continued as he saw the dismay sweep across her face, "you show promise and once trained properly you might, perhaps, attain the rating that you so erroneously awarded yourself. You will be expected to accommodate your Master fully and concentrate on him and him alone no matter what distractions you face. Do you understand?" he asked. Flight to Submission Ch. 02 Stephanie nodded. Her body was still quivering from the effects of the vibrators but also from the intense buzz she had got from having her Master cum from her oral efforts. Stephanie could hear him running the shower and longed to be in there with hot water running over her skin instead of being bound & spread wide. The sound changed as David opened the shower door and stepped inside, taking his time and allowing Stephanie time to recover from her intense experience. When he was finished, he re-dressed in a loose black silk shirt and black slacks, then returned to the bedside. By now Stephanie had regained her composure and although her skin still glistened, her breathing had returned to normal and her body was quiescent. David moved to the foot of the bed and released the ankle cuffs from her legs. He nodded when Stephanie glanced at him for permission to ease them closed. Then he moved up to the head of the bed and released the wrist cuffs from the posts. He allowed Stephanie to sit up and rub her limbs to get the feeling back into them. Ordering her to stay where she was he moved over to the bar. He brought the jug of juice out of the fridge and poured out two glasses, one for each of them. He returned to the bed and handed a glass to Stephanie. She looked at him for permission to speak and he nodded. "Thank you Master," she said softly and breathily. David waited until she had drained the glass, then asked if she was still thirsty. Stephanie nodded eagerly. He refilled her glass and then watched as once again she drained it, her tongue darting out to lick the last drops from her lips. When she had finished, David took the glass from her hands and returned both to the bar. Turning around he barked out an order. "Position 1!" he demanded. Stephanie moved immediately to comply. David took a length of rope and secured it under her breasts, securing it at the front with two lengths left dangling down her front. He proceeded to wrap each breast tightly with those lengths until her breasts rose already swelling from their confinement, the skin taut and stretched. Already her nipples were starting to harden. David moved over to the box and withdrew a pair of nipple clamps. This pair had hooks underneath and David also removed a pair of matching weights. He moved back to where Stephanie stood and looked her directly in the eyes. "Despite performing well for me in these last two session, you have nevertheless incurred punishment for your earlier transgressions," he said. "I remind you that you were informed that you would be punished and the time has now come to do so." Stephanie trembled with apprehension. She had indeed forgotten that her punishment was still awaiting her. She now remembered with appalling clarity that her Master had informed her that her punishment would be far more severe than the spanking she had received earlier! "Move to the foot of the bed, face the front of the bed and resume Position 1!" David commanded. Stephanie swiftly complied. She had no wish to make her punishment any worse than it already would be! David attached her wrist cuffs together and fed a length of slim but strong cord through the link. He then ran the cord over the top bar of the 4 poster and pulled until Stephanie was raised on tiptoe. He then secured the cord in place. He then took the spreader bar that had been used earlier and attached it to her ankles, letting it spring apart to its fullest extension. He then secured the spreader bar to the bed posts, ensuring that Stephanie was held immobile. Next he placed the blindfold over her eyes and commanded her to open her mouth wide. When she complied, he pushed the ball gag into her mouth and firmly secured the strap around her head. Stephanie was now held immobile. "You demonstrated a severe lack of control and disobeyed my express instructions earlier in the massage room," David informed her. "That is a major transgression. In addition, you failed to obey my instructions earlier when I had informed you that you were to respond to all questions in a clear and direct manner. This too has earned you punishment." Stephanie trembled at his words, her mind whirling with the possible scenarios she foresaw, all based upon what she had seen at the dungeon in London. "For your most severe transgression, you will receive 30 strokes," David informed her. Stephanie gasped, the sound muffled by the ball gag. "For your other, more minor transgressions, you will receive 5 strokes each. This will make a total of 40 strokes." David paused as Stephanie started to shake. "You have been gagged for this session as it is your first time," he continued as he watched her carefully. In future sessions you will not be gagged. You will be expected to count each stroke as it lands. If you do not count, 2 extra strokes will be added to the total for each stroke not counted. You will be expected to control yourself and under no circumstances will you be allowed to ask for the punishment to stop! Remember, your duty as a sub is to accept everything that Your Master does without demur. Complete obedience is required, but you will receive the rewards for that obedience. Do you understand?" he asked. Stephanie nodded. David reached in front of Stephanie and seizing one of her breasts, he pinched and teased the nipple until it stood erect. He swiftly attached a clamp to it. Stephanie cried out against the gag. He repeated the process with the other breast and again, as soon as the nipple stood erect, he attached the second clamp. Again Stephanie cried out. Then she screamed as he attached weights to both clamps and let them fall. Pain shot through her nipples as the weights dragged down on them! David stepped back and retrieved a leather riding crop from the box. This was the type with a slightly wider leather loop at the base and so would not be quite so severe. However, the difference was minimal to a newly inducted sub! He moved back to where Stephanie stood stretched on tiptoe. He lined up the crop carefully and laid the first blow squarely across her ass. Stephanie cried out against the gag as she felt the sharp sting. David swung again, laying a line of fire down in the same place. He altered his aim and this time the crop landed higher. He could see a thin line of red developing from his first strokes. He laid another blow in the same place and now another line of red appeared. He continued laying down slow, firm strokes across her ass. He reached the count of 20 and her ass was covered with a criss-cross pattern of thin red lines. By now tears were leaking from underneath the blindfold as Stephanie sobbed in pain. The force of his strokes were causing her body to rock to and fro, which in turn caused the weights on the nipple clamps to swing, each time sending pain shooting through her nipples. David changed the location of his next blows. The first five landed across the back of her right thigh, making her gasp. The lines appeared immediately in the tender flesh. The next five blows landed across the back of her left thigh. By now Stephanie's body was quivering and she was awash in pain. She was startled to notice, however, that her pussy was tingling! She felt movement at her feet as David unlocked the spreader bar from the bedposts. He took Stephanie by the waist and turned her until she was facing him. He then re-secured the spreader bar. He took the crop back up and proceeded to lay five strokes in quick succession across the top of her right thigh and Stephanie cried out against the gag as pain shot through her. He changed position and the final five blows landed across the top of her left thigh. Her restraints prevented Stephanie from slumping but her whole body was quivering from the pain. However, her pussy was throbbing and she could feel the juices running down her legs. David placed the crop on the bed and released her ankles, allowing her to bring her legs together. He then released the cord from her wrists and caught her body as her legs gave way underneath her. He eased her down onto the bed and removed the gag and blindfold from her face. She stared up at him through puffy eyes, her cheeks tear-stained. "You did very well, sub," David said soothingly. "Now what do you have to say to your Master?" "T-thank you for punishing me as I deserve, Master," Stephanie said in a trembling voice. "I am very sorry to have disappointed you." David gently wiped the tears away from her streaked cheeks and held her close, rocking her gently. Stephanie's barriers broke down completely and she buried her head in David's chest, sobbing her heart out. David simply held her, knowing that her tears were more than the result of the pain she had just endured. She had gone through an intense awakening of her body, one she would not have been prepared for, and the storm of weeping was the outward sign. He let her cry herself out before putting her gently away from him and again drying her tears. Stephanie looked at him, her body shaking with exhaustion. She felt completely wrung out but oddly at peace, as if a part of herself that she had not even been aware had been missing had suddenly become complete. There was a deep and abiding feeling of rightness and for the first time in her life she felt completely content. No anxiety, no worry about what anyone thought about her. She knew, as a submissive, that her Master would leave her in no doubt about what he felt and how she should behave. Yes, she had surrendered her independence but she had received so much more in return. She knew instinctively that with her Master she was safe! "Better?" David asked, smiling down at her. "Much!" she replied, "but I must look a mess!" David laughed gently. "Yes, you do, but I'm sure we can rectify that," he told her in an amused tone. "Stay there." He padded back across to the bathroom and Stephanie could once again hear running water. Out of sight, David was running hot water into the bath. He opened a leather pouch and withdrew a bottle of luxury bath oil and pouring a liberal quantity into the water. He removed another bottle from the pouch and again liberally added its contents to the bath water. This would help to soothe stressed muscles and take away some of the sting from the welts on Stephanie's skin. When the bath was full, he turned off the taps and returned to the bedroom. He drew Stephanie to her feet and led her to the bathroom, where he removed the cuffs from Stephanie's wrists and ankles and the collar from around her throat. He then unwound the rope from her breasts and removed the clamps from her nipples. She cried out as the pain of their release swept through her. David steadied her as she gripped onto him, trying to prevent her knees from buckling. He waited until she had regained her equilibrium then ordered her to bend over and place her hands on the edge of the bath. When she did so he slowly withdrew the butt plug from her ass. Stephanie tensed as she felt its withdrawal then sighed in relief as the feeling of being filled subsided. "You may take your time bathing," he told her as he assisted her into the bath. Stephanie hissed as the heat of the water hit her skin, then slowly sank down into the bath. The sides were so deep that the water lapped just under her swollen and abused breasts. David rolled up his sleeves and knelt beside the bath. He took a soft cloth and soaked it in the water. Then he dipped his hand under the water and gently proceeded to clean her pussy and clit. The heat of the water and his gentle ministrations soothed Stephanie and soon she was on the verge of falling asleep. David moved the cloth over her body, working his way up until he reached her breasts. Stephanie's eyes flew open as she felt the cloth brush over her sensitive nipples. David paused, a question in his eyes and she hesitantly nodded for him to continue. He ran the cloth over and around Stephanie's breasts and nipples, calmly and with no touch of the erotic at all. Finally, he was done and he watched as Stephanie's head fell slowly back against the side of the bath. He interposed his hand to make she didn't crack her skull and slowly lowered it into place. He left her luxuriating in the hot water, but kept a close eye on her to make sure she didn't fall asleep and drown! When he was certain that she had been in the bath long enough for the hot water to ease her muscles, he moved back to her and gently shook her shoulder. "Come on sleepy head," he said with a smile in his voice, "time to get out." Stephanie roused and looked up at him. She looked so sexy with that sleepy look in her eyes and her puffy lips. David extended his hand to her and helped her out of the bath. He wrapped her in a soft, fluffy towel and patted her dry. She bit her lip as his actions aggravated the welts crossing her skin, but made no other sound. "Assume Position 1!" David commanded and Stephanie swiftly obeyed. David withdrew a tube of cream and started smoothing its contents over each of the welts. This was not to deaden the pain - as that would defeat the purpose of the punishment - but to ensure that the welts healed properly. Stephanie tried to stand quietly as David ministered to her but now that the intense emotional storm was over, another, more mundane feeling was making itself known! David noticed that Stephanie was trying to hold herself still and smiled quietly to himself. His years of experience told him exactly how Stephanie was feeling at this moment. He moved to stand in front of her. "Do you have something you need to ask me?" he said. Stephanie blushed as she remembered her Master's command that she must always speak in clear, unambiguous language. Gathering her courage, she spoke up. "Master, I need to pee," she said, blushing bright red but making sure she spoke clearly and audibly. "I see," said David. "Well, we must do something about that," he continued. "Move into the shower and assume Position 3," he commanded. Startled, Stephanie's eyes flew up to search his face, certain she had misheard! David's face hardened and she realised she was rapidly approaching the moment when he deemed she would have disobeyed. She started to hurry to the shower. "Wait!" David barked. Stephanie stopped and looked at him in confusion. "A sub must always move with grace and elegance," David told her. "Now make your way, slowly, to the shower and assume Position 3." Bearing her Master's instructions in mind, Stephanie ignored the increasing demands of her body and concentrated on moving slowly and elegantly to the shower. Once there, she lowered herself into position and awaited further instructions. She heard David moving around in the bathroom and the sound of water running. Then she bit back a yelp as she felt cool lubricant being smeared around her asshole and then more being spread inside her. She felt something small and hard being inserted into her asshole, being pushed deeply into her and then she gasped as she felt warm water flowing into her anal passage. The water continued to flow, filling her fuller and fuller. She groaned as the amount of water filling her began to become painful and her need to urinate was becoming extreme. The water continued to flow into her and she could feel her belly distending. Finally the flow stopped and what must have been a nozzle and hose were withdrawn. Stephanie sighed with relief and waited for her Master to exit the shower so that she could relieve herself. He did no such thing and despite her best efforts, a small amount of liquid started to flow back out of her ass. "Hold it in!" David commanded. Stephanie tried desperately to obey but the pressure in her anal passage was to strong. "Very well," David said coolly, "as you cannot do that simple thing, you will be helped." Before she could comprehend what his words meant, she felt pressure at her asshole as David firmly pressed a butt plug into her passage. She groaned as she felt its progress. This one felt larger than the ones she had been subjected to before! She then felt cuffs being wrapped around her wrists once more and the collar placed around her throat. David took hold of her cuffs and drew her hands forwards until they were level with her collar. Stephanie heard a click and realised that her hands were now cuffed to her collar. She was now kneeling with her forehead on the cool tiles of the shower stall, hands at her neck and her ass raised high. Her need to pee was reaching desperate levels! "You will remain in that position until I decide otherwise," David said. "I have a phone call to make. If I find you have disobeyed me in any way before I return, another punishment session will have to be arranged." With that he walked out of the bathroom, leaving her filled, plugged and in rising discomfort. She could hear his voice in the other room as he spoke quietly into the phone but could not hear the actual words he spoke. She heard the click as he put the receiver down and expected to hear his footsteps return to the bathroom. Instead she heard the quiet chime of the lift. Her face drained of colour as she realised the bathroom door was open and she would be clearly exposed to anyone who happened to enter the bedroom! David strode to the elevator and was waiting as the doors opened. Stephanie heard his voice once again followed by a male voice that she didn't recognise. The conversation lasted for a couple of minutes and then the lift doors closed once again. Now David returned to the bathroom where Stephanie was trying very hard not to squirm! He stood watching her for a moment and then gave his next order. "Assume Position 1!" he commanded. Stephanie rocked back on her haunches and with a supreme effort, managed to rise into the standing position required. She bit her lip as her wide-spread legs were making it increasingly difficult for her to maintain control of her bladder. Nevertheless, she waited patiently for her Master's next order. David kept her standing there for a few moments more before speaking up. "Do you have something to ask me, sub?" he said. "Please Master, I need to pee," Stephanie said, trying to make sure she spoke up clearly. "Very well," David said. "Continue." He did not, however, move away as Stephanie had expected. Her jaw dropped in shock as she realised he expected her to pee in front of him! David crossed his arms in front of him and his expression turned cooler. "Do I have to repeat myself?" He said coldly. Stephanie swallowed hard and tried to obey. At first, just a small trickle leaked from her but soon instinct took over and a golden flow gushed out of her. David watched as she stood, face red with mortification and obeyed his command. He waited until he was sure the flow was completely over. He examined Stephanie, noting the slight distension of her stomach and knew she must be in some discomfort from the enema she had been given. "Do you have anything else you need to do?" he asked. Stephanie closed her eyes then summoned up the courage to speak. "Yes Master," she said. "I need to... I need to ..." David took pity on her. "I take it you want to ask for my permission to release the contents of your ass," he said. Stephanie's face flamed with embarrassment but she knew she had no choice but to speak up. She knew that her Master had already assisted by voicing what she couldn't. "Yes Master," she said. "And how do you want to do that?" David asked. Stephanie took a moment to realise what he was asking and when it did, she flushed once more in shame. "Please Master, can I remove the butt plug?" she asked. David looked at her coolly. "No, you may not," he told her firmly. Stephanie's heart dropped. He was going to prolong her distress! "I will remove the plug. As my sub you are not allowed to move anything that I have placed either in you or upon you!" he continued. "Now move to the toilet and straddle it" he commanded. Flight to Submission Ch. 03 As Stephanie slept, David picked up the phone. He had a number of arrangements to make before the morning. His first call, however, was to Sue, the woman who had first been his sub, then progressed to becoming a Mistress and whom he would now be marrying. He had called her earlier in the day to inform her that he was taking on a new submissive. This call was to advise her that the first day's training had gone well and that he would be back home the following afternoon. "How is the new sub doing?" Sue asked. "Nothing like Kristy was at the beginning!" David said with a smile in his voice, remembering those first, intensive days of Kristy's training. Sue laughed. "No, I can't imagine anyone presenting the same challenges that Kristy did!" she agreed. David returned to the subject of Stephanie. "I think this young woman has a great deal of promise," he told her. "She's had a bad experience with anal sex and has obviously has a strict & repressive upbringing, but she is responding extremely favourably to her training." "Let me guess," Sue said. "An idiotic, boorish boyfriend who thought he was clever fucking her ass with no preparation," she continued. "Got it in one," David confirmed. "Well, if anyone can get her over that trauma, you can!" Sue said confidently. The conversation moved on to other topics. Kristy was doing well with her private practice and was happy and content in her new place as Sue's sub. Ultimately, they ended up discussing the wedding plans. Luckily, all was proceeding according to plan with no major problems arising. After a good half hour, they said their goodbyes and David replaced the phone in its cradle. He moved back into the small bedroom where Stephanie was now deeply asleep. David had picked up a tape measure before entering the room and he now slowly and gently started to take comprehensive measurements of every part of her body. Stephanie sighed in her sleep and David paused, but with a slight wriggle, she snuggled deeper into the bed. David returned to the main room and once again picked up the phone. He made a total of four calls. The first was to a high quality tailor who specialised in overnight provision of outfits. David ordered a dress to be made to the precise measurements he had taken, to be delivered by 11am the following morning. He asked the tailor to ensure that a matching pair of high heeled stiletto shoes were included with the dress. The second was to a high class lingerie store. He ordered two sets of their top of the range lingerie sets that consisted of a padded, front fastening half cup bra and matching thong to be delivered the following morning. His third call was to a specialist jeweller who catered to those in the Lifestyle. He ordered the item he wanted and again arranged for it to be delivered to the hotel for 11am. He placed his final call, gave his order and then put the phone down. Everything was now arranged for the morning. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a glass of Corvoisier vintage brandy. Swirling the rich liquid around the exquisitely cut crystal glass her reflected on the events of the last couple of days. Stephanie's appearance had been unexpected but her need had cried out to him. At first he had been mildly interested in her conversation with her fellow flight attendant, but her need had come through clearly at lunch. It had not taken him long to make his decision. This woman desperately needed what he could give her and he was unwilling to allow her to slip into unscrupulous hands if he could prevent it! Finishing the last of his brandy, David moved back to the main bedroom, removed his clothes and slipped between the sheets. Slowly he felt himself relax. Today had been more tiring than he had expected. It had taken a great deal of willpower to maintain his self control as he had introduced the young woman into the earliest stages of training. Stephanie awoke the next day feeling languid but fully refreshed. She stretched luxuriously until a tug at her ankle reminded her of the events of yesterday. Her eyes flew open to reveal David standing in her doorway, clad in the elegant black silk robe that he had worn the previous evening, gazing down at her with an amused smile in his eyes. "How are you feeling this morning, sub?" he asked her, the smile in his eyes reflected in his voice. Stephanie took a moment to consider. Apart from the pressure in her ass, caused by the plug and the pressure in her bladder, she was feeling remarkably refreshed. Of course, the welts from the crop stung, but apart from that, she was amazed at the sense of well-being that had overtaken her. "Wonderful, Master," she replied, smiling up at him. "Very well, it is time you were up and continuing your training," David informed her, moving to the bed and detaching the ankle cuff from the tether. Stephanie swung her legs off the bed and then halted as David held up his hand. Bending down, he swiftly attached a short length of chain between her ankle cuffs. Standing, he motioned for her to rise from the bed. "Hands behind your head!" he commanded and Stephanie quickly complied. It was already becoming habit for her to obey her Master's commands! She heard a click as David attached the two cuffs together. He then motioned that she should follow him into the bathroom. Once there, she gazed in surprise at the shower. Since she had fallen asleep last night, it had been modified! Two of the floor tiles had now been swivelled upwards, revealing an eye bolt under each one. David gestured for her to step into the shower and without being asked, Stephanie placed herself between the two raised tiles. David knelt and removed the chain hobbling her ankles but replaced it with clips that he attached between the cuffs and the eye bolts. He he was finished, Stephanie's legs were once more spread wide. He moved behind her and Stephanie tensed as she felt his hand move between her legs. Using his fingers, he massaged the area between her pussy and her anus as he slowly withdrew the butt plug from her back passage. Stephanie groaned as the withdrawal of the plug stretched her sphincter, then sighed with relief as the pressure faded from her back passage. David moved around to stand in front of her. "You will now pee for your Master!" he commanded. Stephanie's face flushed red in mortification. Her strict upbringing had left her intensely body shy and peeing in front of someone had been unthinkable before yesterday. Nevertheless, she knew her Master demanded total obedience. Slowly, with her eyes cast down, she relaxed her muscles to allow her bladder to expel a golden stream of liquid into the shower. "Look at me!" David commanded. Startled, Stephanie's eyes flew up to his face where his eyes locked on hers and held them with his mesmeric gaze until the golden stream had ended. "You are my sub and you will take pride in your body," David informed her calmly. "As your Master, I own your body and your bodily functions. If you show shame or distaste for any action you are ordered to do then you are showing disrespect for your Master. Your bodily functions are a natural part of you and nothing to be ashamed of! Do I make myself clear?" he demanded. Unable to take her eyes from his, Stephanie nodded slowly, pinching her lower lip between her teeth. She looked so vulnerable in that moment that David took pity on her. He moved close to her and ran a finger gently down the side of her face. "Stephanie, I know that your upbringing has taught you to be ashamed of your body. Don't be," he said, his voice almost a caress. "You are a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul. I do not waste my time on women who are shallow or base. I take and train only the best, and you my dear, have the potential to become one of the best subs I've seen or trained." A lump rose in Stephanie's throat. This calm, sophisticated man standing in front of her had read her so well, could see so clearly to the crux of her conflicting emotions! Tears welled, unbidden, in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. "Now, now," David chastised her gently as he wiped away her tears. "Remember what I said about a sub conducting herself with grace and elegance no matter the circumstances?" Stephanie nodded. "Well it is a little hard to do that with red, swollen eyes and a stuffy nose, isn't it?" he asked, a slight smile playing around his lips. Stephanie was startled into a giggle. "That's better," was David's response. "Now assume Position 3!" he commanded. Stephanie swiftly obeyed despite the difficulty of manoeuvring when locked to the eye bolts, although she knew what was approaching and dreaded it! She bit back a moan as she felt her Master's fingers smoothing lubricant around and inside her asshole and then felt the penetration of the nozzle and hose of the enema kit. David gave her a moment to acclimatise and then opened a valve, allowing warm water to slowly flow into her. Stephanie felt herself being filled fuller and fuller until once again her belly started to distend. The water was stopped, the nozzle removed and then David gently inserted a new plug. This one was slightly smaller than the one she had worn during the night but felt more dense, less giving. He then ordered her to place her hands up to her collar, where he locked them into place. He left her, kneeling face down and immobilised in the shower as he returned to the main room. The lift door chimed and when they opened, a room service waiter stood waiting with a damask covered trolley. David removed a note from his wallet and handed it to the young man as a tip. The lad's eyes widened as he realised David had given him a $50 bill! "I'll take it from here," David told him. Still overwhelmed by the size of tip given to him, the young man simply nodded and stood to one side as David drew the trolley into the room. As the doors closed he thought he heard a stifled moan but soon forgot as he eagerly anticipated spending the money he had just received. David wheeled the trolley to the table and then, keeping one eye on Stephanie at all times he proceeded to set up the room for the morning's session. He drew one of the dining chairs away from the table and placed it into the middle of the room. Beside it, he placed the box that had been delivered yesterday. Whilst Stephanie had slept, everything had been cleaned and sterilised, ready for use once more. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Stephanie's body start to tremble and a faint moan escaped her. Moving leisurely into the bathroom, David stood in front of her. "Well, sub," he said. "You obviously have something you want to say to your Master. What is it?" Stephanie flushed as she realised that he intended for her to tell him what she needed to do. "Please Master," she said, remembering despite her embarrassment to speak clearly. My I have Your permission to relieve myself?" David drew out the moment for a while longer, looking at her consideringly. "Very well sub," he said, "you may stand". With great difficulty, Stephanie managed to rock herself backwards until she was once more kneeling on her heels. Taking the strain in her thighs she managed to get to her feet with her wrists still locked to her collar. David detached the cuffs from the eye bolts and placing a finger through the central D ring of her collar, led her over to the toilet. Without hesitation, Stephanie immediately straddled the toilet and waited for further instruction. David moved to her side, reached down and slowly removed the plug. "Hold it in!" he barked at her as he saw her body start to relax. Stephanie quickly clenched her ass cheeks, desperately trying to obey her Master despite the overwhelming need to rid herself of the pressure. Again, David prolonged the moment until he could see the tremors start up in her inner thighs and knew she could hold on no longer. "Release!" he commanded and without thought, Stephanie immediately obeyed, this time not even bothering to think about how ashamed she should feel doing this in front of someone! David waited until he was sure she had finished and then led her back to the shower once again. "Spread your legs wide and bend over," he ordered. Stephanie obeyed and felt a play of warm water flow over her ass and the backs of her legs. Then she felt, once again, the nozzle of the enema inserted into her and now the warm water was flowing inside her. Again David let the water flow until she could take no more. This time, however, instead of inserting the plug, he commanded her to hold. Tightening her ass cheeks, Stephanie obeyed. It was already becoming second nature to obey her Master's commands. David watched as Stephanie struggled to contain the water that filled her to the point of pain. The barest of trickles escaped but she was doing exceptionally well! "Assume Position 1!" he commanded, and Stephanie straightened up, placing her legs as far apart as she could. Another slight trickle escaped and ran down her legs and Stephanie desperately clamped down, scared of enduring another punishment session like last night's. David made her stand there for what seemed to be hours but was in fact, only a short length of time before he finally commanded her to release. Again, he timed it so that the command was given at the same time as her control was about to let go. The intention behind this was to link in her mind the actions of her body to his commands. This time when she was finished, he re-secured the ankle cuffs to the eye bolts in the floor. He detached her wrist cuffs from the collar but clipped them together and drew her hands above her head. He took a length of chain, clipped one end to her cuffs and looped the other end around the shower head, which was wide and substantial looking. When he was finished, Stephanie's body was stretched taut. He switched on the shower and slipped out of his robe before joining her. As the water cascaded over her, he took a bottle of luxurious shower gel and poured some into his hands. Moving behind her, he proceeded to move his hands over her body, gentle swirling motions working the gel into a lather and in the process increasing her rate of breathing. He started at her neck and worked his way slowly down her body, first across her shoulders and down her back, kneading her buttocks before moving down to her thighs and calves. Then he moved his hands around to her front and again starting at her neck, moved down over her collarbone then lower, his hands lingeringly surrounding and kneading her breasts, teasing her nipples before lightly drifting down across her belly to her mound. Again, he slowly kneaded the flesh, pulling her body back against his so that she could feel the firm presence of his turgid cock pressing against her ass. She almost moaned out loud when instead of moving to her pussy, his hands instead drifted downwards, stroking and massaging her inner thighs before moving down to work once again on her calves. David rose back to his feet and moved around to stand in front of her. Stephanie's lips were parted, a look of lust and wantonness in her eyes. Her nipples were hard and erect, standing out proud from her pert breasts. Her chest was heaving as his slow teasing of her body had brought her close to climax. She was experiencing intense frustration as his hands had brought her so close but by avoiding her clit and pussy, had denied her the release she craved! David smiled to himself, pleased at her response. He didn't think she realised how much she needed to be a submissive, to have a Master that would take her to heights she had never even dreamed of! Moving closer so that his erect cock barely brushed her mound, David tilted Stephanie's head back. When she tried to push herself forward into him, desperately craving to be impaled on his rock hard staff, he took a step back and sharply smacked both her breasts, making sure to catch the nipples. As Stephanie gasped in shock, his eyes captured hers, locking them to him. "At no time are you to have the temerity to take what is not offered!" David said coolly. "Remember, your body is mine to do with what I desire. It is not your place to try and gain relief or in any way do anything that may be construed as a demand," he continued. "Now keep your head tilted back and close your eyes." Stephanie did as she was told, the frustration within her rising yet another notch as David once again moved so that his cock just brushed the base of her mound. He took a bottle of shampoo from the shelf and worked the liquid into her hair until it formed a rich lather. Then he tilted her slightly backwards, supporting her body with a hand placed in the small of her back and allowed the water from the shower head to rinse her hair clean. He then repeated the process, but this time with conditioner, then commanded her to stand as he released her cuffs from the chain and from each other. "You may clean your Master," he informed her and stood close so that she was able to minister to him without the need to be unlocked from the eye bolts. When she made as if to take his cock in her hands, he slapped them away. He had plans for her that would be spoilt if he allowed her to bring him off now! Stephanie's lips formed a small pout of frustration. Her pussy was hot and wet and she wanted the feel of her Master's cock in her hands and her mouth. She wanted his hot seed spilling down her throat! As if he could hear her thoughts, David stepped away from her and out of the shower, switching off the water as he did so and reaching for a towel. Stephanie was left in place, howling internally in frustration as she watched this wonderful, self-controlled man walk out of the bathroom. Her hands, of their own volition, drifted towards her nipples and pussy until with a gasp, she realised what she was doing! She immediately placed her hands behind her head in an effort to prevent further disobedience from her recalcitrant body. She heard him moving around the bedroom as she waited, the water cooling against her skin until it pebbled. When David finally re-entered the bathroom, he once again wore the silk robe, securely belted around his waist. He unlocked Stephanie's ankle cuffs but once again fastened the length of chain between them. He then clipped her wrist cuffs together and withdrew a leather leash from the pocket of his robe, which he then attached to the front of her collar. With a slight tug, he moved her out of the bathroom and into the main room, where breakfast had been laid out on the table. Seating himself, David gave a command. "Position 2!" he demanded as he dropped he leash and let it dangle between her breasts. Stephanie sank to her knees beside his chair and spread them wide. She watched, her mouth watering from the delicious aromas as David helped himself to breakfast. She watched as he lifted a glass of orange juice to his lips and drained it. Watched as he moved each forkful of food to his lips. Her pussy quivered as she imagined those same lips on her breasts, sucking her nipples. It grew wet as she imagined his mouth covering her clit, his tongue tasting her juices. As he ate, David let his fingers play, seemingly absently with her nipples. In actual fact, there was nothing absent minded about it. This was all part of a set of carefully orchestrated behaviour to move her further into the mindset of the submissive. When he had finished eating, he poured himself a cup of coffee, taking his time, savouring the rich aroma as it eased down his throat. When he had finally finished, he took another plate and filled it with food, then ordered Stephanie to look at him. As she raised her face to his, he took a forkful of the delicious kedgeree and brought it to her lips. Stephanie obediently opened her mouth as she realised that he was about to feed her! She should have felt humiliated. Instead, she felt cared for and protected. She ate every mouthful that David fed her, licking her lips to get every last scrap. When she had finished, David held a glass of orange juice to her lips, steadying it as she sucked down the cool liquid. He did not, however, give her any coffee. He did not want anything else adding to her already stimulated state! Flight to Submission Ch. 03 As Stephanie licked the last drop of juice from her lips, David rose to stand before her. "You may thank your Master," David told her. Stephanie's eyes shone as she realised what he meant and she caught her breath when she felt him release the catch from her wrist cuffs. David released the belt from around his waist and parted his robe, exposing his cock to her sight. Stephanie sighed in pleasure, her breath a hot caress against the skin of his manhood. Her right hand reached toward his staff, gently caressing it with a feather light touch. She dragged a nail lightly up the underside of his cock, tracing the vein from the base near his balls, to the very tip. She repeated her action again and again, always with the same infinitesimal touch. David found himself employing a mental mantra to impose his formidable self control over his body. This woman was talented and she had barely even started! She leaned further forward and this time as her nail traced upwards, she allowed her tongue to follow its track, laying down a cool path from base to tip. Again she repeated her actions, every so often pulling back slightly and blowing a cool breath along the track she had laid down. Now it was David's turn to bite his lip! Once his cock was slick with her saliva, Stephanie encircled it with her thumb and forefinger, lightly at first, gradually increasing the pressure, bringing her palm into contact with his staff. As she continued to stroke her hand up and down his member, she started to vary the pressure in her fingers, creating a rippling sensation. David had to try very hard to stifle a groan! Stephanie could feel the muscles in her Master's thighs start to tense. She smiled in satisfaction at this evidence that she was having an effect on her Master! The next time her tongue swept up towards the tip of his cock, she opened her mouth and took him inside. David gripped hold of the table as his cock was enveloped in her hot, wet, heat. Now she brought all of her skills into play. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, flicking and teasing as her mouth sucked him further inside. Her hand started rhythmically pumping up and down his shaft. Her mouth started making slurping & sucking sounds as she continued to provide lubrication for her hand as it moved harder and faster. She brought her other hand up and started cupping and massaging her Master's balls, dragging a nail between them, tracing that vein that ran along the channel. Raising her head from his cock, she moved her mouth downward until she was licking his balls as her hands massaged them. Greatly daring, she opened her mouth wider and sucked first one and the the other inside, her tongue swirling around them, tasting his maleness. Above her, David groaned and laced his fingers into her hair. Pulling her head back, he thrust his rock hard cock into her mouth. His hands gripped her head hard, holding it immobile as he fucked her mouth hard & fast. Stephanie tried her best to continue to lick his cock but he was moving too fast and hard for her to keep it up! He shifted the position of her head slightly and ordered her to open up. For a moment, Stephanie couldn't understand what he meant. Her mouth was already filled with his member, then she realised he wanted her to open her throat. She concentrated hard on relaxing her throat and tried to suppress the gag reflex as she felt her Master's cock penetrating deeper. Keeping a firm control on himself, David gently but firmly kept up the pressure, forcing his cock further down her throat. Stephanie gagged, the action further stimulating him. He held himself inside her until he felt her struggling to breath before withdrawing slightly to let her catch her breath. Again and again he penetrated her slowly and deeply, each time his cock sinking a little further down her throat. Finally, all resistance melted away. This was what he had been waiting for! He had held himself in strict control until now. With the sudden absence of resistance, he freed those chains and holding tight to Stephanie's head thrust deeply into her throat with fast, powerful strokes. Stephanie groaned, her pussy was by now sopping wet and throbbing, and the vibrations against his cock was enough to send David over the edge. He spilled his hot seed into her, his cock pulsing strongly and rhythmically as his orgasm flowed over him. Stephanie swallowed convulsively, her throat milking his cock until every last trace of his seed had disappeared. David leaned back against the table and withdrew his cock from Stephanie's unwilling mouth. She moaned in dismay, wanting to hold on to that incredible moment when the man she was beginning to hold in awe more than anyone in her life had almost lost control from her actions. He wiped his cock off against her lips and then drew his robe closed. He allowed Stephanie to kneel back on her heels then clipped her wrist cuffs together in front of her. He picked up the leash from where it still hung between her breasts and led her towards the chair. Once he was there, he took his seat. "Postion 2!" he commanded and Stephanie swiftly obeyed. Her pussy was still throbbing with unquenched desire as once more she sank to her knees by her Master's side. "This will be your final session with me today, sub," David told her. Stephanie felt a combination of anticipation and dismay. She had been subjected to so much over the last 24 hours, it was almost overwhelming. Yet despite this or perhaps because of it, she didn't want it to end! She wanted to remain in the orbit of the calmly dominant man seated above her. David watched the play of emotions cross Stephanie's face. She was swiftly falling into her new found submissiveness and he knew she was going to need to be very carefully handled to ensure all went well. He leant over and retrieved a pair of nipple clamps from the box beside the chair. He took each of Stephanie's nipples in turn and pinched and teased them until they they stood erect. Truth be told, it didn't take much as she was still turned on from bringing her Master off. When they were fully erect, David attached nipple clamps to each of them then reached into the box once more and withdrew a pair of small weights, which he attached to each clamp. Stephanie gasped as he cradled the weights for a moment and then let them both drop. Their weight pulled against her nipples, sending shooting pains through her breasts. "In our last session today, I will be introducing you to the delights of pain & pleasure combined" David explained. "If you give yourself up to the experience, you will reap greater rewards that you could ever have imagined." Stephanie didn't know what to think! Surely pain couldn't be transmuted into pleasure? However, her body denied those thoughts as her memory supplied images of her pussy growing damp during both the spanking and punishment sessions the previous day. "Lay yourself over my lap" David commanded. Stephanie obeyed and lay herself down over her Master's firm thighs. David again dipped into the box and brought out a broad, leather covered paddle. He also withdrew a specialised vibrator called a wand, together with a specialised brace that could be adjusted to different heights. He positioned it directly under Stephanie's clit and pussy but left it switched off for the time being. He took careful aim with the paddle and brought it down smartly across her ass cheeks. Stephanie folded her lips tightly to keep from crying out. Allowing the pain to build, David waited before laying the second blow down in the same place. Stephanie groaned but otherwise held her peace. Again David brought down the paddle, this time slightly increasing the force of the blow. Again Stephanie groaned. David repeated his actions over and over again, each time increasing the force of his blows. By now Stephanie's ass was glowing bright red and pain flooded through it. Her breasts and nipples throbbed as each blow of the paddle set the weights on her clamps swinging. David slipped a hand under her mound and found her pussy hot & moist. He parted her pussy lips and peeled back her clitoral hood before carefully placing the wand. He switched it on to the lower of the two settings but Stephanie jumped as its powerful vibrations assaulted her clit and sent tremors through her pussy! David kept it switched on for about 5 minutes, holding her down against the wand as her body bucked and writhed before switching it off. Before she had time to register what was happening, she once again heard the crack and felt the intense sting as the paddle landed against her ass. This blow was harder than the ones before and the heat in her ass stepped up another notch. Again, David landed several blows of increasing force on her now bright red ass. Each blow had rubbed her clit up against the now quiescent wand, serving to increase its sensitivity without allowing for any relief. When his fingers spread her pussy lips this time, she was definitely wet! Stephanie's mind was in a whirl. She couldn't think due to the pain in her ass but her body was reacting in a totally unexpected way. David switched on the wand and Stephanie wailed as the powerful vibrations once again assaulted her clit. This time, her body started bucking and writhing almost as soon as the wand hit her clit and within a couple of minutes David was turning it off, denying her the orgasm that by now she was desperately craving. Once more, David laid into her ass with the paddle. By now her ass was not red hot, it was white hot and that heat had extended into her pussy and down into her legs, travelling in wave after inexorable wave! Her breath was coming in short pants, her body heaving against his hard thighs. Once again, David switched on the wand, this time on full power. Stephanie screamed as the wand assaulted her clit and her senses. She lost control and dropped all inhibitions. "Oh god, Master, fuck me! Please Master, fuck your sub!" she cried. David could tell she was incredibly close to the edge. He brought out a tube of lube and liberally smeared it around and inside her asshole. By this point Stephanie was so caught up in her body's demands that she barely registered. "I will fuck you," David told her, "but I am going to take your ass, sub." Stephanie didn't care! She was awash in a flood of sensual heat and all she wanted was relief! "Oh god yes!" she cried out, "fuck me Master, fuck my ass!" David slowly rose, still holding Stephanie in a downward position. He detached the wand from its cradle and still keeping it lightly against her clit, he carried her to the bed. Once there, he made her stand and then bend over, placing her chest on the bed. With one hand, he maintained his hold on the wand, with the other he spread Stephanie's ass cheeks until her hole was clearly visible. Very slowly he eased the tip of his cock into her, feeling the intense grip as her sphincter reluctantly allowed its passage. Stephanie groaned and David paused, allowing her to adjust to the feeling of him inside her. He pressed the wand a little closer against her clit and she threw her head back, crying out gutturally. As she did so, he took the opportunity to ease himself further inside her. He kept going slowly but firmly until his entire length was lodged inside her. Again she groaned and David could feel her body start to shake. He started to slowly thrust in and out of her, each forward thrust bringing her once more into contact with the wand. Stephanie couldn't take much more. She was now a mindless animal, all focus centred on the enormous swell of sensation sweeping through her. She could feel her Master's dick pumping into her back passage and suddenly it wasn't enough. She was so close, dammit, she needed release. Her thoughts became actions and before she could stop herself she was driving back towards her Master, forcing his cock deeper into her. Lost in animalistic lust, she rode his cock like a wild thing, ramming back into him, her body afire. Caught by surprise by her sudden initiative, David grasped Stephanie's hips with both hands, taking control of the rhythm and speed. Stephanie groaned. God she was so close, so close! She dimly realised through the fog of desire that there was something she had to do! Something she had to say! Finally it came to her. "Please Master, please may I cum?" she begged. It was the moment David had been waiting for. "Yes sub, you may cum," he told her, reaching underneath and pushing the wand hard into her clit as he plunged his cock deep into her passage. Stephanie screamed as the combination sent her over the edge. Juices squirted out of her pussy as her body shook in the throes of a violent orgasm. Stephanie moaned one final time then David had to catch her as her legs turned to liquid and the darkness claimed her. She came to a short time later lying on the bed as she felt her ass cheeks being kneaded and something cool being spread on them, taking away the worst of the heat and pain. She moaned softly and immediately the kneading stopped. "Back in the land of the living, sub?" David asked smiling down at her. "Y-yes Master," she replied. "What happened?" "You just had what I assume is the most powerful orgasm of your life and you passed out from the intensity," he explained. Stephanie's eyes grew wide. She hadn't known something like that could happen! "You also squirted, quite copiously too, I might add," David continued, concealing a smile as Stephanie's eyes grew even wider and her face grew warm. "Don't worry, it's a very natural reaction to intense stimulation," David reassured her, smiling. "Now tell me, and think carefully before you answer me. How are you feeling?" Stephanie did as she was told and carefully took stock before answering him. Her body was a little sore, especially where she had been struck by the crop and she was sure her ass was going to display bruises for a couple of days, but her body overall felt... sated and complete. Whatever it was that had been missing (and she had not noticed its absence until now) had been completed and she now felt whole and at ease. In fact, the underlying tension that she always carried with her seemed to have disappeared completely. Is was as if unseen chains had been broken, setting her free! She gazed up at the man sitting beside her with wonderment in her eyes. "I-I feel great!" she stammered, then corrected herself. "Well, I am a little sore from the whip marks and my ass still feels like it's on fire," she admitted, "but otherwise, I don't think I've ever felt this good in my life!" "And what do you think of anal sex now?" was David's next question. Stephanie blushed as she could feel a trickle of warm liquid seeping out of her ass and the memory of her driving herself backwards onto his cock as hard as she could suddenly flooded back into her mind. She looked up at him, a small smile playing around her lips. "Well, I guess it would be futile for me to claim that I didn't enjoy it, wouldn't it Master?" she said teasingly. David laughed out loud at the unexpected sass of her response. "Yes it would, and I would have been very disappointed to catch my sub in a lie," he told her, lightly slapping her ass and drawing a hiss from her as the action reactivated the residual heat there. "Now, get that well fucked ass off the bed and into the bathroom. Remember, as my sub, you must be clean at all times!" "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied and moved to obey, back straight, her hips unconsciously swaying as she walked into the bathroom. David nodded in appreciation. She was already holding herself in a more confident manner. Good! He heard the sound of the shower and allowed Stephanie some time to herself before entering. He was pleased to see that she had left the door to the shower open. Her training was already starting to take effect. He watched in appreciation as she rubbed the shower gel all over her body, wincing slightly as her hands came into contact with one of the welts left by the crop. He did, however, notice that she was avoiding certain areas and that would never do! Dropping his robe onto the floor, David stepped into the shower and reached over Stephanie's shoulder to retrieve a soft cloth. He held it under the cascade of water then poured some of the shower gel onto it. He ordered Stephanie to spread her legs and when she complied, he gently began to clean her pussy and clitoral area. Stephanie let out a moan of desire. She was still so sensitive there and her Master's ministrations threatened to start her down another road of ecstasy! David pulled back slightly, allowing Stephanie to regain her composure, then once again moved the cloth back to her pussy. This time he held onto her with one hand whilst using the fingers of the other, he inserted the cloth into her pussy. He made sure to clean her thoroughly, ignoring her moans of desire, then withdrew his fingers. He reached for the movable shower attachment and turned the setting to a strong, narrow pulse. Holding it under Stephanie's pussy, his fingers spread her entrance wide and he directed the jet upwards. Stephanie shuddered. She had never realised that a shower could be turned into such a sensual experience! David kept the shower head in place until he was sure Stephanie's pussy was thoroughly rinsed. He replaced the attachment in its cradle then moved behind her. He ordered her to bend over and place her hands on the wall. He rinsed out the cloth thoroughly before squeezing more gel into it. This time, he spread her ass cheeks and cleaned around her hole, massaging gently until he felt her relax. Then he slowly inserted first one finger, then another inside her, using a gentle massaging action and slowing stretching her until he could insert the cloth. Stephanie groaned as she felt his fingers inside her anal passage. The feeling of fullness there was not painful now, thanks to the plugs and her earlier session. Instead, she felt the actions of his fingers once again stoke her desire! She couldn't believe this was happening. When had she turned into such a wanton? David finished his ministrations then again repeated the actions with the shower attachment ensuring her ass was thoroughly rinsed out. By the time he was finished, Stephanie was trembling and David decided that he needed to take a step back. She had gone through a lot in the past 24 hours and he didn't want her arriving back at her hotel unable to concentrate. She may potentially be a perfect sub, but he had no wish to interfere with her work or indeed be responsible for her poor performance due to distraction! He stepped back and indicated that Stephanie should finish up. With a small pout of disappointment, she obeyed, shampooing and conditioning her hair before stepping out of the shower. David remained, letting the hot water sluice over his body, easing some of the tension. It had been vital in these first sessions, that he maintain a rigid control over his body and as a consequence his body had suffered from the effects of that control. Muscles were knotted and tense. However, he was satisfied as he knew one of the first things that would happen when he reached his home and Sue, would be a fine meal followed by Sue's attention to those overstressed muscles, as well as certain other muscles too. He looked up from his reflections and saw that Stephanie had wrapped a towel around her hair but was standing naked on the cold tiles, her skin pebbling a little as it cooled. He realised she was waiting for further instructions! No wishing her to catch a chill, he told her to wrap a robe about herself and stand in Position 1 in the bedroom whilst he finished off in the shower. He quickly finished cleaning himself off and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist and vigorously drying himself off with another. Once dry, he donned the silk robe, raked his hands through his thick, wavy hair and strode back out to the bedroom. Flight to Submission Ch. 03 Stephanie was there waiting for him dutifully in Position 1. He retrieved a key from the pocket of his robe, then knelt and removed the cuffs from around her ankles. There were marks and indentations in the areas they had been but as no stress had been placed on them for a while, these marks were faint and fading. He rose and removed the cuffs from Stephanie's wrists. The marks here were a little more visible but again would fade soon enough. Finally David removed the collar. He frowned slightly as he saw that it would be very evident that something had been wrapped around Stephanie's throat. "There are cosmetics in the dressing table," he said to Stephanie. "Make use of them as you wish but remember, elegance and simplicity is the watchword here. Oh, and I suggest you use a base foundation and be sure to continue it down your neck. After all," he said with a slight smile on his face, "we don't want everyone knowing what you have been up to," he paused, "at least not yet," he said, his smile turning wicked. Stephanie's first impulse, to blush in shame, quickly fled, replaced by a giggle and she moved off to the dressing table to see what she could find. David dressed leisurely, keeping one eye on Stephanie as she applied her make up. She applied a base foundation, making sure it covered any marks on her neck, then used very subtle, neutral shades on her eyes and lips, keeping David's instructions in mind. The lift chimed and David met the bell boy at the doors. Again he handed over a $50 bill as the boy delivered the boxes into his hands. As the doors closed, David returned to the bedroom, bringing the boxes with him and found Stephanie looking around for a hair dryer. "Check the drawer," he advised her with a smile. Sure enough, there was the hair dryer. Stephanie's short hair was dry in no time and David came to stand behind where she sat, his hands on her shoulders. He inspected her closely. "Very good, sub," he said. "Now I have something for you." He took her hand and led her back to the bed where two boxes awaited. "Go on," he urged Stephanie, "open them." She eased the lid off the largest box and folded back the tissue paper inside before catching her breath. Her hands trembled as they drew out the contents, a stunning, raw silk dress in deep magenta. As she laid the dress out on the bed, she realised there was something else in the box. Reaching down, she withdrew a pair of high, stiletto heeled shoes that matched the dress perfectly. She placed the shoes on the floor and moved to the second, smaller box. Again, she lifted off the lid and parted the tissue paper. Nestled inside were two sets of Dita von Teese lingerie - matching bras and thongs. As she drew out the bras she was puzzled. There was something slightly different in the front-fastening, padded bra. It was exquisite with black lace overlaid on a deep pink base. Also in the box were two pairs of sheer hold up stockings in a light tan. Stephanie sighed as she felt the gossamer softness slip through her fingers. "These are your reward for your obedience," David told her. "It is my wish that you wear this outfit for me today, at least until you have to change into your uniform." Stephanie looked at the gifts she had been given. All of the clothing was by far the most expensive she had ever owned! Quality screamed from every line. She picked up the bra and drew it on, fastening the catch in front. As soon as it was on, she realised why it had appeared different from normal bras. This bra only had quarter cups and was discreetly padded in such a way as to push her breasts up. David moved behind her and tightened the shoulder straps, the effect of which was her breasts were raised even higher. Next she reached for the thong. "No!" David's command froze her hand in mid-reach. "Remember, you are only allowed to wear panties if I allow you to do so," David told her firmly. "You may wear them once you change into your uniform, but not before!" Stephanie swallowed hard but obeyed and instead reached for the stockings. She smoothed them, one at a time, up her slim legs, the ultra-soft material caressing her skin. The lace tops nestled at the tops of her thighs. She picked up the dress and undid the zip, relishing the feel of the raw silk underneath her fingers. She stepped into it and drew it up over her bare hips before slipping her arms through the short sleeves. The zipper was in the side of the dress and as Stephanie made to pull it up, David stepped in and did it for her. The effect was incredible! The dress had been made to David's exacting measurements and clung to her body like a second skin. The silky lining of the dress felt so sensuous against Stephanie's skin. It had a sweetheart neckline cut deeply enough to reveal the swell of her breasts, stopping shy of revealing the aureoles and the skirt ended just above the knee. There were splits in each side rising high up her thigh. Stephanie realised she would have to be VERY careful when moving between sitting and standing. The slightest misjudgement would reveal her bare pussy! Swallowing hard, Stephanie slipped her feet into the shoes and then stood, awaiting her Master's reaction. David nodded in approval and then turned her to face the mirror. Stephanie gasped at the vision she saw reflected back at her. She could see now why David had demanded her make-up be subtle! The sophisticated and elegant creature in the mirror was a million miles away from the Stephanie who had met her Master just yesterday lunchtime! There was an air of confidence, of self-assurance about this woman that she had never had, and yet, it was her! David stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders as she stood staring into the mirror. "This is who I see when I look at you," he told her gently. "This is the woman you can become if you allow yourself to be." Stephanie looked back across her shoulder at him. This elegant man who had changed her world in such a short space of time. "I look beautiful," she breathed softly, "but I don't understand. How did you know?" "You've forgotten what I told you when we first met at lunch yesterday," David said. "I am a Master who has trained many submissives. I have the ability to see the potential in those I choose and I have the honour and reward of seeing them reach their full potential through the training I give them." He turned her around to face him and looked deeply into her eyes. "Now I have a very serious question to ask you," he said solemnly. "It is the one I asked you yesterday before you underwent this initial training." Stephanie nodded to show she understood. "Having gone through the last 24 hours, do you still wish to be trained by me to become a submissive? Think carefully before you answer, as this is no light undertaking," he warned. "If you say yes, I will expect you to put your trust in me completely and do everything that I require of you. Know that everything I do will be to help you reach completion and become the best that you can be!" Stephanie considered everything he had said and thought hard about the events of the last 24 hours. Yes, it had been shocking and at times very painful, but she realised that at no time had she actually been afraid of the man or the situation. Oh she had dreaded the punishment and the anal sex but neither had turned out to be as bad as she had feared and in the case of anal sex, she could feel her pussy quiver as she remembered driving herself backwards onto David's cock in a desperate bid to cum! She looked up into David's eyes, her face serious, as she gave him her answer. "These past hours have given me something that I never even knew I needed," she told him. "I somehow knew something was missing but didn't know what it was or how to find it. You have shown me a glimpse of what I can achieve and I would be foolish to throw this opportunity away. Therefore my answer to you remains the same as yesterday. I place myself in your hands and trust you completely. I know you will help me to become someone more than I am today." David was touched by her answer. He had expected a simple yes or no, not this heartfelt affirmation of her faith in him. Taking her hand, he led her into the main room and assisted her into one of the chairs at the table. On its surface lay a polished wooden box. David opened it and revealed inside was a polished metal bracelet. It was approximately half a centimetre wide and almost 1 centimetre deep. It was made of tungsten, a rare and costly metal. She could see words etched onto the inside of the bracelet and looking closer she saw they read "Property of Master DB". "This is now for you to wear," David told Stephanie as he opened the clasp and placed the cuff around her right wrist. There was a metal overlay plate that he slid sideways along the cuff and then removed. As he did so, Stephanie could hear a faint click. When she looked down, all she could see was a solid band of metal that fit snugly against her skin. There was no visible catch! She looked up at David for an explanation. "This bracelet marks you as my sub," David informed her. "Only those who move in the same circle as I do will know the significance as we are the only ones who use bracelets of this particular metal. This is one reason we use tungsten. The other is that this is one of the hardest metals on earth, only a diamond can scratch it. As such, the band represents the strength of the bond between a Master and his sub." Stephanie nodded, a little thrill running through her at the significance of the bracelet. "Oh, one other thing," David said, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "Don't try to remove it. The bracelet has been made to your exact measurements and I hold the only key." He held up the overlay piece that he had removed from the bracelet. "Inside this key there is a very strong magnet. Inside your bracelet are two metal rods. When I remove the key the rods are released to form a very effective and invisible lock. I wouldn't recommend that you allow anyone attempt to remove this bracelet from your wrist. Only I now have that right!" Stephanie ran her fingers over the band, searching for some evidence of a catch. There was none. Even the hinge had no external screws to be manipulated. She was indeed locked into this bracelet until and unless her Master chose to remove it! David took her hand and drew her to her feet, leading her towards the lift with a hand placed in the small of her back. Stephanie quivered at his touch, remembering how good it had felt against her bare skin but also remembering the pain it could give! "Now we will enjoy a light lunch together, after which I shall drive you back to your hotel," David said as he called the lift to the penthouse. They rode the elevator down to the lobby in companionable silence. There was no need for words between them. Stephanie had, without reservation, accepted that the man standing beside her exuding calm confidence and control would take her to places she had never even known existed and guide her every step of the way. For David's part, he was moved by the complete trust that Stephanie had showed to him. He would do everything in his power to see that she reached her full potential. Flight to Submission Ch. 04 Kim watched as the doors to the Penthouse elevator opened and the elegant man and woman stepped out. They made a handsome couple. His beautifully tailored grey silk shirt and charcoal slacks were a perfect foil for the woman's deep magenta, figure hugging dress. Kim's mouth dropped open in envy as she saw how it clung to the woman's body, accentuating every curve, cut low enough to reveal a tantalising glimpse of her breasts and yet never dipping low enough to detract from the sophistication of the look. There was a slight sheen to the woman's legs, indicating she was wearing sheer stockings. Kim was so jealous! Her parents had emigrated to America for a better life but could only find minimum wage jobs. She had wanted to go to college, her teachers had all told her how bright she was, but there was no chance of doing so. The money simply wasn't there. She watched as the couple made their way through the hotel lobby and out into the restaurant. She waited until she saw the man seat the woman at a table then made her move! She had been listening to the stories that circulated through the hotel's staff about the enigmatic man who inhabited the penthouse from time to time. She had heard about the lavish tips, the insistence on absolute privacy when he was in residence and only last night she had heard about the unmarked box that had been delivered to the suite. By now her curiosity was driving her wild. As she had only been at the hotel for a couple of months, there was no way she would be allowed access to that penthouse. Only one or two members of the housekeeping staff, the most senior and those of longest service, were even allowed inside to clean the suite when he was absent. Then just an hour ago, the Housekeeper had called her into her office to inform her about a change to her rostered hours. Whilst there, an emergency had arisen that the Housekeeper had to deal with in person, leaving Kim alone in her office. She couldn't believe it when she noticed the key card to the penthouse suite peeking out from underneath a pile of documents on the desk. Glancing around to make sure she was unobserved, she quickly grabbed the card and slipped it into her pocket. Heart pounding, she waited quietly for the Housekeeper to return. After about five minutes, one of the senior maids popped her head around the door. "Mrs Macaday say's the situation's going to take longer to sort out than she thought," the maid said. "She said to tell you to finish your shift and report back to her in the morning." Kim couldn't believe her luck! She had been worried that the Housekeeper would return and notice the missing key, but now she could leave without its absence being linked to her! She finished out her shift and had been walking through the lobby when she had spotted the indicator on the penthouse elevator showing that it was descending. In a flash, she made up her mind. She was never going to get another chance like this. Trying to move nonchalantly, she made her way to the elevator and pressed the call button. The doors slid smoothly open and Kim ducked inside. She entered the key card into the slot and stood to the side as the doors closed and the lift rose smoothly to the penthouse. When the doors opened, she stepped out and sighed at the sheer luxury of the suite. The décor was elegant and understated, done in muted tones of brown and gold. She could tell there were a total of 4 rooms and started to explore. The main room was furnished with a dining suite plus a comfortable looking sofa suite. A polished rosewood cabinet opened to reveal an expensive audio visual unit. Kim went over the room thoroughly, trying to find out where the box that had been delivered to the room had been put, but saw no sign of it. Sighing in frustration, she moved on into the main bedroom. She could see a luxurious bathroom leading off on the right hand side of the room and to the left a 2nd, smaller bedroom was accessed by a doo. Kim took a peek inside the smaller bedroom, but apart from being tastefully furnished, there was really nothing to see apart from the brass framed single bed and bedside tables. She came back into the main bedroom and couldn't resist going to check out the bathroom. She took her time exploring. Clearly, there had been no expense spared here. The spacious room contained both a double shower and a deep sided bath along with the toilet and wash basin. A mirrored bathroom cabinet revealed a selection of luxury toiletries the total cost of which was more than Kim made in a week! Having saved the best until last, Kim moved back into the main bedroom. She ran a hand over the bed's silk coverlet, relishing the feel of it sliding under her fingers. She could see that the sheets and pillows were made of the finest Egyptian cotton. She had heard the laundry staff talking about the fact that the sheets had a thread count of 1,500! Once she had taken in the luxury surroundings, Kim started a determined search for the box she had heard about the day before. She opened up each of the cupboards in turn, then the bedside cabinets. No joy. Finally she had an idea and knelt down beside the bed and lifted the side of the coverlet. Bingo! There, lying directly under the bed, was the box! Kim edged under the bed until she could reach it, then wriggled backwards, drawing the box back with her. Once out from under the bed, Kim rose to a kneeling position and opened the flaps. What she saw revealed startled a gasp out of her. She started taking items out of the box, one by one. A pair of leather cuffs, a blindfold, various vibrators and dildos, plus other items that she did not recognise. She felt her pussy twitch in response to the sight. She glanced around, making sure that she was alone then couldn't resist placing the cuffs around her wrists, just to see what they felt like. The soft padded leather felt like butter against her skin and Kim loved it! Feeling daring, she decided to lock them and then clipped them together. She started to breath a little heavier, the aspect of the forbidden, the sinful was turning her on! She could feel her nipples start to harden, pushing against her cheap cotton bra. Kim glanced at her watch. She had only been in the suite for fifteen minutes. She was sure that she had at least another thirty to forty five minutes before she needed to leave. Her eyes fell on some of the vibrators she had taken out of the box. She could feel a damp patch forming on her cotton panties. Surely it wouldn't matter if she just played for a while, would it? She could clean everything up and slip away before anyone knew she had been here. Fingers trembling in reaction to what she was about to do, Kim slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties and drew them down her legs, before slipping them off. She reached down with her cuffed wrists and picked up one of the vibrators, a strange, double-pronged one. She shifted it one way and other until the reason for the prongs became clear. She caught her breath as she realised that the second, shorter prong was for the clit! She had never been able to afford any toys. The few times she had masturbated, she had only used her fingers. They were all she had available to her. Her hands trembled as she moved the vibrator towards her pussy. Her thumb flipped the switch and her body flinched as the vibrator whirred into life. Slowly, tentatively, she brought the vibrator closer and closer to her pussy. Her body bucked slightly as the vibrator touched the entrance to her sex, unprepared for the sensations it created. She gasped and pulled her hands back slightly but after that first reaction, her pussy had started to throb! She brought the vibrator back into contact with her pussy lips, this time holding it more firmly and closer to her. She couldn't hold back a moan as her body started to react! Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. "And just what, exactly, do you think you're doing?" a voice said. Kim gasped and her eyes flew up to see the hotel guest standing in the doorway to the bedroom, his arms folded across his chest, frowning down at her. Her body froze rigid as she realised that she had been discovered and more to the point, what she was doing upon that discovery! The blood drained from her face and her now nerveless fingers dropped the vibrator to the floor. "I-I..." she stammered, her mind skittering in fright. "This apartment, as I am sure you have been informed, is off limits to all staff but a chosen few" the man said. "So tell me, what did you think gave you the right not only to enter without permission but to open private items and use the contents?" he demanded. Kim's head dropped, her eyes seeking the floor. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I-I didn't mean any harm!" "That is not the point," the guest said. "You have invaded my privacy and helped yourself to items that weren't yours. You are little more than a thief!" Kim flushed with shame. She had been brought up to be an honest, law abiding citizen and yet here she was, caught out in a room where she had no right to be, in the most compromising position she could think of! "Stand up!" the guest demanded. Kim hurried to obey, eager to put some distance between herself and the vibrator that was still merrily whirring away! "So... I assume you like being cuffed," the guest said when she reached her feet. Kim blushed. How could she admit to this debonair man, just how the cuffs around her wrists made her feel. "Nothing to say for yourself?" the man asked. "Very well. You are a thief, and thieves must be punished!" Moving swiftly, he grabbed Kim's wrists, pressing a button concealed in the bed post as he did so. A hook descended from the cross post and he quickly secured the linked cuffs to it. Before Kim could cry out, he took up a ball gag and thrust it into her mouth, securing it tightly behind her head. Now Kim was scared. She had no idea what was going to happen but it couldn't be good! David stood before her, his cool, silver eyes boring into hers. She stared up at him, mesmerised. He reached out and slowly started to unbutton the front of her uniform. The dress unbuttoned all the way down and soon it hung on either side of her, framing her breasts and belly. Her white cotton bra contrasted strongly with her dusky skin, barely concealing her breasts. David could see the shadow of her aureoles through the thin fabric. Leaving her helpless, he moved into the bathroom and retrieved a pair of scissors from his washbag. Returning to stand in front of her, he slid them between her breasts and swiftly cut through the fabric, pulling at the cups so that they fell away, revealing the full, heavy orbs. Kim's nipples started to harden as they were exposed to the cool air in the room. David reached out and took each nipple between his fingers, rubbing, pulling and twisting them until they stood hard and erect. Reaching into the box, he pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. Kim's eyes widened as she saw what he had in his hands and shook her head from side to side, trying to beg him not to do what she was sure he was about to. Ignoring her, he attached a clamp to each nipple and tightened them until each nub formed a shallow hourglass, and Kim cried out against the gag as pain shot through her. Her pussy, however, had other ideas. Heat flared through it and she could feel herself getting wet! "Now it is time for you to receive your punishment," David told Kim coolly. "Stay there whilst I decide what will be suitable for you." Kim watched as the guest started to lay out various items on the bed. Her body started to tremble and her anxiety rose as he laid out a riding crop, a long thin whip, a cane, 2 multi-stranded whips (one of which looked to be made of harder material than the other), then 2 items with handles that flattened out into broad bases, one of which was smooth, the other appeared to have metal studs embedded into it! She held her breath, her body shaking as David's hand hovered over each item in turn and she moaned as he reached out towards the cane! He did not, however, pick it up. Instead he selected the smooth, broad, leather paddle and returned to stand in front of her. "As you have shown that you have no more understanding of right and wrong than a child, you will be treated like a child," David said. "You will be spanked until you are unable to ignore the fact that you have committed a serious transgression!" With those words, David took hold of Kim and turned her until she was facing away from him. He took hold of the hem of her uniform and raised it until her ass was clearly exposed. Taking careful aim, he brought the paddle down hard against her ass. Her body rocked forwards in reaction to the blow and Kim cried out against the gag. He drew back the paddle and once more brought it down smartly against her ass. Again Kim cried out but to her dismay, she could feel wetness trickling down her legs from her pussy. David continued to punish her, varying the rhythm and force of his strokes so she was unable to anticipate when the next blow would land. By the time he had reached the count of ten, her skin was glistening with sweat, her breathing was coming hard and fast, and her pussy was sopping wet, juices running down her legs. David paused, looking at the maid consideringly. He had seen this reaction before in other subs he had been asked to train. This one was getting off on the pain. He made a note to tell Myles about this development. He resumed the punishment but this time with an aim in sight. After the twelfth stroke, he could tell that the maid was very close to orgasm. He increased the force of his next two blows and could hear her moan, muffled by the gag. He reached around to her breasts and on the fifteenth and final blow he yanked first one, then the other clamps off her nipples. Kim's body bucked violently as she exploded into an earth shattering orgasm. She was vaguely aware of a clicking sound as her body shuddered and juices gushed from her pussy but she was too overwhelmed with sensations to pay much attention. David left her hanging from her cuffs as he carefully cleaned and then packed away all the items that both he and she had removed from the box. By the time he had finished, her knees were buckling and the only reason she was still standing was because of the cuffs holding her up. David moved towards her and turned her around, detaching her cuffs from the hook. He sat her down on the bed and she winced as her burning ass made contact with the mattress. "I am going to remove the gag now," David told her. "Your punishment is over." He reached behind her head and undid the leather strap, easing the gag from her mouth. Kim opened her mouth to speak but David held up his hand for silence. There was such an air of command about him that Kim instinctively obeyed. "I know you think I was hard on you, that I had no right to do what I just did, but think about it," he said. "I come into my suite, where I should reasonably be able to expect privacy to find you here and not only have you gone through my private things but you were actually masturbating in my bedroom!" Kim hung her head in shame. "Be grateful that I did no more than give you a spanking," he paused looking pointed down at her drenched legs, "which I'm sure you actually enjoyed!" Kim blushed bright red. Her face felt as hot as her ass! "Now I am going to give you two options," David said. Kim looked up at him, wondering what he was going to say. "Your first option is that I inform the management of this hotel that I have found you in my rooms, using my personal items. I am sure you will realise that they will take a very dim view of this behaviour. My belief is that you would be fired on the spot and turned away without references. Without those references, you would be unable to find a decent job anywhere in the city!" David said. Kim nodded. She knew all to well how hard it had been for her to get this job. If prospective employers knew she had been fired, it would be next to impossible to find another position! "However, you are lucky that there is a second option open to you," David continued. "The owner of this hotel is a very good friend of mine and he has noticed you. He has been watching you and your behaviour and asked me to confirm his suspicions, if I could. Your being here in my suite and your actions have enabled me to do so," he continued. "In fact, your reactions have confirmed to me two things. One, you have the traits of a submissive. If you did not, you would never have tried on the cuffs, let alone lock them on and clip them together. Two, you appear to be what we call a painslut." Kim looked at him questioningly, mesmerised but a little appalled by what he was saying. "A painslut is someone who gets off on pain. Who can orgasm just from being punished." Kim closed her eyes. Surely he couldn't be serious! However, she could not deny the wetness running down her legs or the strength of the orgasm she had just experienced! "The second option, therefore, is to agree to become Myles' submissive for a period of three months and undertake the training he gives you. If, after that period is over, you decide that the life of a submissive is not for you, you will be released and may continue to work in the hotel." David watched Kim's face carefully as she considered her options. "So what is it to be?" David's voice interrupted her thoughts. "P-please Sir, don't make me do this!" she begged. David folded his arms across his chest and he stared down at her. Kim swallowed hard. "I can't afford to lose my job, Sir!" she said quietly. "My parents need the money I make to keep a roof over their heads!" David just nodded and waited for her to continue. "I-I guess I'll take the second option," Kim said in an even quieter voice. "Very well, I'll inform Myles of my findings," David told her. Then he drew out his smartphone and opened up an image file, which he then showed to Kim. Her mouth dropped open as she saw picture after picture of herself, bound and gagged, her ass glowing red, her eyes glazed in lust and her juices running down her legs. "If you even think about talking to anyone about what happened here today, these will be circulated to every hotel in the district," David told her. "It would be futile to claim you had been forced to do this as it is vividly apparent that you enjoyed what happened." He bent forward and unlocked the cuffs from around Kim's wrists. "Go into the bathroom and clean yourself up," he said, firmly but kindly, turning to pick up the phone. As Kim walked shakily into the bathroom she heard him talking to someone. "Myles? David here. Your instincts were right ... she's a sub. She's also more than that, I'll tell you later. But most importantly, she's agreed to become your sub for the 3 month term." As David replaced the receiver, he turned to see Kim standing in the doorway. "It's all been arranged," he told her. "You will present yourself to Myles in the General Manager's office in 30 minutes," he said. "He will take things from there. Now if you don't mind, I would be grateful if you could leave my suite. Oh and by the way," he held her panties out to her, "I believe these are yours!" Kim's face flamed as she bent and hurriedly drew her panties up her legs. She had re-buttoned her dress whilst in the bathroom but there was nothing she could do about the bra and the outline of her nipples could clearly be seen through the fabric! She almost ran to the lift and was inside as soon as the doors opened. She rode down in a daze, overwhelmed by what had happened to her. Had she really done all those things? She couldn't believe she had cum just by being spanked with a leather paddle and tried to deny that she was, what was it he had called her? A painslut? Shaking her head in denial, she exited the lift. Panic took hold of her. She knew she had promised to become the submissive for the owner of the hotel, but she couldn't! She wasn't that kind of a person! She was a good girl, raised to be proper and correct. All her life she'd had examples of "bad girls" thrown at her and they usually came to a bad end, or at least that's what her parents had told her! She couldn't be so depraved, could she? Flight to Submission Ch. 04 That last thought spurred her to action. Not thinking, refusing to think about the consequences, she dropped all pretence at dignity and ran out through the main doors of the hotel. She vowed she would never return! Flight to Submission Ch. 05 This chapter is less steamy than the first four but is essential to the story, so please bear with me and I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Stephanie looked up as David returned to their table. He apologised for keeping her waiting for so long, explaining that an unexpected situation had arisen that had required his attention. Stephanie had wondered why he had been away for so long. He did not strike her as the kind of man who would leave a woman hanging around. Still, she had been too caught up with noticing the amount of attention she was receiving from other men in the restaurant to have dwelt upon it too much. David took his seat across the table from her, his eyes looking into hers seriously. "There will be times when you are with me where I will be called away to attend to business or other situations," he told her. "As my sub, you will be expected to maintain your place with no complaint and no sign of either dismay or boredom." Stephanie nodded to show that she understood. "Now the Maitre D' has informed me that he noticed you were uncomfortable receiving the glances of various men in this restaurant. This will have to stop. As my sub, you are a reflection of me and will therefore be expected to take a pride in yourself and accept men's admiration graciously!" David continued, holding her gaze. Stephanie blushed and looked down at the table. David reached out and lifted her chin with his finger. "You are a beautiful woman, Stephanie," he said, "and you need to learn to believe that!" "Now," he continued in a brisk tone. "I believe we should eat. After all, I don't want to run the risk of your being late to return to your hotel!" Stephanie smiled and they shared a very pleasant lunch. David expertly ordered food and wine that restored energy without filling them up. The meal was beautifully prepared and the waiters were deferential and attentive, although they couldn't help but gaze appreciatively at Stephanie and the way her dress clung to her figure. Stephanie tried very hard not to blush, trying to obey David's order to accept their looks with grace and composure. When they had finished their meal, David signed the check and rose, holding out his hand to assist Stephanie in rising from her seat. As she rose, her skirt rode up her thighs a little, and Stephanie flushed, remembering that she was wearing no panties. She was about to hurriedly smooth the material down when David caught her other hand. He didn't say anything, merely held her gaze and she had no choice but to stand there, held by his magnetism. Once he was sure he had her obedience, David nodded to indicate that she could now smooth down her dress. "Slowly," he told her commandingly. Obedient to his command, Stephanie slowly smoothed the fabric down until it once more clad her legs without wrinkle. They walked out of the restaurant and made their way to the concierge desk, where David asked for his car to be brought around to the entrance of the hotel. They walked to the hotel's entrance, David's hand resting lightly under Stephanie's elbow as he subtly reinforced his control over her. Once there they paused. The sunlight slanting through the windows bathed Stephanie in a warm glow, adding lustre to her hair, the colour of the material of her dress taking on an added depth. Stephanie could not know that she looked absolutely stunning. Men were looking at her in admiration, women with envy! Stephanie's head turned as she heard a deep throated, throbbing growl approaching. Her mouth dropped open as she saw a smooth, sleek Aston Martin DB9 Volante pull up in front of the hotel, sunlight reflecting off its gunmetal paint. The car screamed power and elegance in every line. The driver's door opened and a valet stepped out, moving around the car and into the hotel lobby. He walked towards David and placed the keys into his hands. David handed over a $20 dollar bill as a tip and guided Stephanie out through the hotel entrance. He opened the passenger door for her and Stephanie swallowed hard as she realised how low the seat was. She was going to have to be very careful manoeuvring in and out of the car. One lapse and she would be exposed for all to see! David's hand steadied her as she lowered herself, legs together onto the seat of the car. Keeping them together, she swivelled until she could lift her feet slightly and place them in the foot well. She was unaware that in trying to keep from exposing herself, she had entered the car in the most elegant manner. David closed the passenger door and moved around to the driver's side. Seating himself, he looked across at her. He was pleased to see that although her skirt had ridden up her thighs (something he had blocked from anyone else's sight as he closed her door), she had made no move to tug it down. "Raise your skirt above your hips," David instructed. Stephanie's mouth opened in startlement at his command. Being told to undress in the privacy of the penthouse was one thing. Being told to stand naked in the lift had been almost as bad but if she obeyed him now, anyone looking in through the window would be able to see her exposed pussy! David looked across at her, his eyes steadily measuring her, giving no sign of relenting. Stephanie swallowed hard and lifting her hips slightly, drew the skirt up above them until it rested around her waist. David reached over and stroked her mound before sliding a finger between her legs. "Your legs are too close together, sub," he advised. "Remember, you are to be available to me at all times! Place each leg at the sides of your seat." Stephanie's tongue darted out to lick her lips, unaware of how enticing that looked. Then she did as she'd been told and moved her legs until they were spread either side of the passenger seat. "Better," David said. "Well done sub." He smiled at her and Stephanie felt a warm glow at his approval. Somehow all the thoughts of being seen with her pussy exposed seemed to fade in the warmth of his regard. David switched on the radio and smooth jazz flowed from the speakers. They rode back to her hotel in a companionable silence. David drove the car with calm competence, his hands making minute adjustments to the steering wheel as he guided the car through the traffic. Stephanie watched those strong, capable hands, remembering how they had felt upon her body. Her skin flushed and her pulse quickened as her body responded to those memories! She had been apprehensive maybe even a little scared, but she had also never felt more alive! Far too soon, the journey was over and David was pulling up outside her hotel. As he pulled the car to a stop, David looked over at Stephanie. "You may pull your skirt back down, sub," he said. Stephanie gratefully complied. "I will let you make your own way into the hotel," David told her. "I don't want you drawing any unnecessary attention to yourself for the time being." As Stephanie made to open the car door, David held up a hand to stop her and obedient to his silent command, she paused. "You understand that not drawing undue attention to yourself means you must act normally," David said. "I do not expect you to hurry to your room. Your colleagues will want to catch up with you and will wonder if you ignore them. Therefore, if they approach you, you will make conversation as you would usually do." He then reached into his pocket and withdrew a smart phone. He handed it to Stephanie. "You are to keep this on your person at all times and answer immediately when it rings," David told her. "Nobody will have this number except myself." Stephanie nodded obediently. "Yes Sir," she said. "Good girl," David said in approval and again that warm glow suffused Stephanie's body. "Now go and be with your friends and colleagues. Oh and one other thing," he continued, "You may wear panties once you change into your uniform but you are to throw away any underwear that I haven't bought for you and you will wear the quarter cup bra during the flight." "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. Already obedience was starting to become habit! David rolled down his window slightly and beckoned for a porter to open the passenger door. The young man respectfully offered his hand to the young woman seated there. He couldn't stop his eyes from roving over her elegantly clad body. Glancing at David for approval, Stephanie ignored his gaze and took the young man's hand, allowing him to assist her out of the car as she repeated her earlier actions but in reverse. She swung her legs out of the car, keeping them together, and then steadying herself with the porter's hand, rose smoothly to her feet. She walked around the front of the car and paused at the driver's door. David lowered his window as she leaned down slightly. He took her hand and turned it until it was face up, then brought it slowly to his mouth, dropping a sensuous kiss onto her palm. A shiver ran through Stephanie's body at its touch. "Know that I'm very pleased with you, Stephanie," David said quietly, smiling into her eyes. "You are going to make an excellent sub and I believe the sky is the limit for you." Stephanie blushed with pleasure and with his words ringing through her ears, made her way into the hotel lobby. As she walked through the doors she spotted two of the male flight attendants lounging around, their eyes alight with interest. Sam, the taller of the two, swooped down on her. "Darling!" he said. "Who was that divine man in the divine car that just dropped you off?" Stephanie rolled her eyes in amusement. Sam was probably the biggest queen she had ever known and he was proud of it. His personality was flamboyantly over the top but there wasn't a bad bone in his body. James, the quieter of the two, edged in close. "Yes Stephanie, what gives?" he demanded quietly. "That's one hell of a car you just drew up in and girl," he said running his eyes over her appreciatively, "whoever is responsible for that outfit has style in spades!" Whilst not as flamboyant as Sam, James was also gay and had the best sense of style of any of Stephanie's friends. She had often wondered why he was doing the gruelling transatlantic flights when he could have easily had a career in the fashion industry. "Oh, he's just someone I met recently," Stephanie said, trying to sound nonchalant and prevent herself from blushing. "Well girl, whatever you do, hold on to him!" Sam exclaimed. "I don't care what you have to do, abase yourself if you must, but you absolutely cannot let that one slip through your fingers! I will be extremely disappointed in you if you let me down in this!" He looked at Stephanie archly and wagged his finger at her. She had to laugh. Sam was incorrigible but he was great fun and one of her best friends on the crew. "Now come with us and tell us all about it," Sam continued, tucking his arm through hers and leading her through the lobby to the bar. James followed, a slight smile on his face as Sam's voice carried through the lobby, attracting attention. He had caught a glimpse of the man inside the car and silently agreed with Sam. This man was a class above Stephanie's usual level and although he felt a slight pang at the man's obvious straightness, he couldn't help but be happy for Stephanie. She worked so hard and gave so much of herself, taking little or nothing in return. She deserved some happiness and looking at the glow that seemed to be emanating from her, James thought this new man might just be the best thing that had ever happened to her. He had certainly done something already! That outfit she was wearing was expensive, but more than that, it's cut and quality enhanced those that Stephanie already had. She usually chose muted colours allowing her to fade into the background when in company. Wearing this outfit, there was no way she would do that. Gone was the girl next door look, replaced by an elegant, sophisticated, stunning looking woman. He wondered if Stephanie herself had any idea of how dramatic the change was! As Stephanie entered the bar she drew every eye. The captain & co-pilot looked her up & down appreciatively before realising with a shock who she was! In tandem, their mouths dropped open in amazement. Their reaction caused Jenny, who had been talking to them with her back towards the entrance of the bar, to turn around and her jaw dropped as she incredulously took in the sight of the elegant woman in front of her. This couldn't be Stephanie, could it? What on earth had happened to her? Stephanie flushed slightly as the men raked their eyes over her. Funnily enough, not one man made a wise crack and indeed the captain and co-pilot fought with each other over who was going to have the honour of seating her! Stephanie took in the low, broad seating and realised there was no way she could get in and out of one of the chairs without her skirt riding up! She therefore resolved the impending argument between the two pilots by indicating that she would stand at the bar. As she got there, she surreptitiously glanced at her watch and was relieved to see that there was not going to be much time before they all had to change for the flight back to London. The pilots fought over who was going to buy her a drink and Stephanie bit back a laugh. The two men were the most notorious pilots in the company. They were both good looking and had their pick of women. As a consequence, they tended to maintain an aloof, slightly bored attitude around her and the other flight attendants. That aloofness suddenly seemed to have vanished and it was very amusing to watch! She was also somewhat amazed. Until this moment, she was sure the pilots had never paid her the slightest attention. She couldn't believe how good it made her feel to suddenly be the centre of their attention. Jenny watched this interplay with narrowed eyes. She didn't know what had been going on with her friend since she had seen her last, but something monumental had obviously taken place. Stephanie had changed and it wasn't just the outfit! She held herself straighter and was acting with more confidence! Jenny bided her time until the right moment, with everyone's attention elsewhere for a moment. "Alright, spill!" she demanded. "I looked for you last night and you weren't in your room!" Stephanie was brought back down to earth with a bump! When Jenny thought she was onto something, she dug and worried at it like a dog with a bone. She was not going to be able to fob her off with some vague reassurances. Jenny was going to want all the gory details and Stephanie knew she couldn't divulge the events of the past 24 hours to her. Jenny simply wouldn't understand and would be horrified! She cast around frantically in her mind to find some explanation that would be acceptable. "I bumped into someone I knew in the lobby yesterday," she said. "She's a very old friend of mine that I haven't seen for years and I hadn't realised that she had moved to Miami," she continued, wincing at the lie that she was spinning. Jenny looked at her friend closely, not sure if she believed the explanation. Stephanie continued. "It seems as if she met and fell in love with an American millionaire when she was working in London. He swept her off her feet and proposed to her about 6 months later. Now they're married and she lives here full time. She'd just dropped off her husband nearby and had ducked in here for a coffee when she spotted me. To be honest, with my headache, I didn't recognise her at first, she's changed so much, but she knew me. Before I knew it, she'd swept me along with her and we spent the day shopping, then she took me back to her place and introduced me to her husband. By the time we'd finished dinner it was so late that I spent the night in her guest house." Stephanie couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth but she knew she had to be convincing if she were to put her friend off the trail of what she had really been doing. "Don't tell me she bought you that outfit and you accepted!" Jenny exclaimed, looking at her disapprovingly. Stephanie flushed. "Don't be stupid!" she snapped. "I have savings I haven't touched for years and I was feeling a little overwhelmed beside her, so I splashed out! There's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Jenny's gaze softened as she realised she had just upset her friend. "I'm really sorry, honey," she said. "I didn't mean to make you mad. It's just that I've never seen you like this before. You look amazing and I guess... Well I guess I'm a little envious!" she admitted. Now it was Stephanie's gaze that softened. "It's ok," she said. "I guess I'm feeling guilty about spending so much money!" Again she winced as the lie left her lips but at least it would explain why she was acting so touchy. She couldn't wait to get upstairs and change but at that moment Sam zoned in on her again. "So come on sweetie, who was that delicious man in that gorgeous Aston," he said. "Drop dead gorgeous... And the car's not bad either," he continued, winking at her. "I want to know everything," he paused, "and I mean everything!" Jenny's suspicions were sparked once again. Who was this man they were talking about? Stephanie thought quickly, desperate to deflect attention away from David. "Oh, he's the business partner of my friend's husband," she said. "He was over at their house this morning and when I mentioned I was going to grab a taxi back to the hotel, he insisted on driving me. And before you ask," she said shaking a finger at Sam, "I don't know whether he's gay or not. We didn't really talk very much and then only about normal stuff like the weather." "Shame," said Sam, pouting. "I was hoping he might be available. He looks absolutely gorgeous! Good enough to eat!" He paused and then his eyes narrowed. "So what were you doing bending down to his window when he dropped you off?" he demanded. Stephanie thought quickly. Damn Sam, he was so sharp eyed! "Oh, I'd dropped my phone in the car and hadn't realised it. He was just handing it back to me." Disappointment showed in Sam's eyes. He had been hoping to catch her out doing something saucy but after all, it was Stephanie they were talking about. The poor girl didn't even think of looking for excitement and she probably wouldn't recognise a come on if she saw one! The captain cleared his throat. "Much as I hate to break up this interrogation," he said, winking at Sam, "I think it's time we got a move on. After all, the plane won't fly itself. Let's get going people. Meet you all back down here in 30 minutes." Stephanie breathed a sigh of relief as she made her way to the lift. At last she could get away from all the questions and enquiring looks. She wasn't entirely sure that Jenny had bought her story. She caught herself trying to hunch her shoulders and was immediately reminded that David had informed her that as his sub, she was to take pride in her appearance at all times. She made a conscious effort to straighten up and walked confidently into the lift as the doors opened. She smiled at the others as they entered after her. Somehow, by unconscious agreement, they had hung back, allowing her to enter first. It was a heady feeling! She let the others chatter on as the lift rose to their floor, wrapped up in the new feelings and sensations she was experiencing. She realised that David had devoted his attention to her for the entire period she had been with him. Never once had he ignored her or taken her for granted, a distinct change from the normal behaviour she experienced! She let herself into her room and emptied the bag onto the bed. She took her dress and sandals and packed them into her carry on case, together with one of the sets of lingerie David had bought for her. Then she carefully unzipped the dress and stepped out of it. She had put its tissue wrapping into the bag and now she carefully smoothed it out, folded the dress and placed it back in its wrappings before adding it to the carry on. The shoes went in next, again wrapped in tissue to protect them. Flight to Submission Ch. 05 That left the matching thong to the bra she was wearing. Unbidden, she walked over to the mirror and looked at the reflection. The bra had lifted her breasts up and barely covered her nipples. Her hand moved down and across her now bare pubic mound. It looked strange but also slightly exciting. She looked like a completely different woman. She drew the thong up her legs and around her waist. The delicate material clung to her mound, feeling sensuous against her skin. Stephanie sighed in pleasure. She made her way to the cupboard where her uniform was hung up and brought it back to the bed, laying it out ready. It was a far cry from the beautiful outfit she had worn today. It was smart but utilitarian. Funnily enough, she realised that it reflected the way she had felt about herself! Mulling this over in her mind, she moved into the bathroom to freshen up, her pussy quivering as her mind drifted back to the bathroom sessions she had experienced under David's influence. Her hands rose of their own accord to touch and caress her breasts and nipples under the fabric of the bra. When she realised what she was doing, she dropped them away with alacrity! What was she doing? She'd never done anything like that before in her life. "Yes, but it feels so good!" a small voice inside her said. Giving herself a mental shake, Stephanie completed her preparations and put her uniform on. She was back downstairs and waiting for the others well within the specified time! Thankfully, everyone was busy at the airport, involved in their own work in getting the aircraft ready for take-off. Jenny and Stephanie welcomed the First Class passengers aboard, including a stunningly beautiful woman and sexily handsome man. The woman smiled at Stephanie as she showed them to their seats. "Thank you," she murmured. Her voice was husky and low, almost throaty. The man merely smiled his thanks as he took his seat. The rest of the time before take-off went by quickly, both Stephanie and Jenny being kept busy by their passengers' requests. When it was finally time for the plane to taxi out to the runway, they were both grateful to take their places on the jump seats! As they buckled themselves in, Jenny leaned over and nudged Stephanie in the side. "Would you get a look at that couple down in seats 4a & 4b!" she exclaimed. "Talk about hot property!" Stephanie looked in the direction her friend indicated and realised she was talking about the couple she had shown to their seats earlier. There was something almost familiar about the gold choker necklace the woman was wearing but Stephanie couldn't recall why it should be so. Then her eyes fell to the woman's wrist and she had to struggle not to gasp in recognition! The band of metal was exactly the same as the one she wore. She hoped desperately that her friend Jenny didn't notice. She was to be disappointed in that respect! "Hey, isn't she wearing the same bracelet as you?" Jenny asked, eying her critically. Stephanie laughed lightly. "Oh I don't think so," she said. "I got mine in a second hand shop in Portobello Road a couple of months ago. It only cost me a fiver. I doubt very much whether she goes to places like that. She's probably a Tiffany's kind of woman!" "Yeah, you're probably right," Jenny agreed. "Look at that fancy gold choker she's wearing!" Stephanie suddenly realised why the necklace had seemed familiar. She remembered noticing similar necklaces on some of the women walking past the hotel restaurant during the first lunch she had taken with David! When seen together with the bracelet, she suddenly realised the significance. Those women, and the one seated in First Class, were all subs! Stephanie's mind whirled with the implications. All of those women were well groomed, elegant, poised and very obviously content. She could tell, for example, by their body language, that the couple in seats 4a & 4b were devoted to each other. They were each aware of the other's slightest expression and acted in harmony together - a small glance sideways, a slight smile, the barest of touches to the hand, all subtle indications of the closeness of the relationship. Stephanie found herself longing for that same kind of intimacy! As the flight progressed, Stephanie kept glancing at the couple, watching enviously as the man leaned in towards the woman, inclined his head and whispered in her ear, making her blush prettily and smile at him. She noticed that they were always in contact with each other in some small way - his hand resting lightly on her wrist, her leg pressed against his. Jenny had also been watching the couple, her face growing stiff with disapproval. "Can you believe the way that woman is acting?" she demanded. "And the way she is dressed, in that sheer blouse and short skirt! Look! You can see her nipples through it! What a slut!" "Jenny!" Stephanie exclaimed, "Don't be so judgemental! Just because she doesn't dress the way you think she should, doesn't mean that she's a slut! Besides," she added softly, "she's obviously comfortable with her look and you have to admit she looks stunning!" Jenny looked at her friend sharply. She'd expected Stephanie to agree with her opinion, not to defend the woman! "What's got into you Stephanie?" she demanded. "You're not acting like yourself!" Stephanie bridled. "You mean I'm not agreeing with you for once!" she defended herself. "Well maybe I've decided I need to think for myself, to stop trying to be the person everyone wants me to be!" Jenny's mouth dropped open in shock. She had never heard her friend speak that way before. Something had definitely happened to her friend in the last twenty four hours and she didn't like the result! Stephanie was usually so mild mannered and Jenny was used to her agreeing with her opinions. It was a shock to be on the receiving end of what sounded like a chastisement! She decided that she would give her friend the cold shoulder and proceeded to ignore her for the rest of the flight. Stephanie was torn. On the one hand she was unhappy at the rift between herself and her friend but on the other, it saved her from having to make up any more stories about what she had been doing! About half way through the flight, when Jenny was engaged with another passenger, the woman in seat 4a pressed her call button. Stephanie made her way to the seat and bent down to see what she could do for the woman. "I'm sure you have noticed that we have something in common," the woman said quietly, indicating her bracelet. "This is Master G," she continued gesturing towards the man sitting beside her. He smiled at her, his eyes a startling ice blue. "Master G is a friend of your new Master," the woman continued. "Your Master asked him to keep an eye on you during the flight to make sure you are adjusting to your new position. He also gave me a note to give to you," she said and handed Stephanie a small, discreet envelope. Stephanie opened it and inside was a single sheet of paper. On it, in clear, elegant script were David's words. "You will obey Master G during your flight," it read. "Know that he speaks with My voice." Stephanie looked up and found Master G studying her intently. "Tell me," he said quietly. "I noticed you were involved in a disagreement with your colleague earlier and since then she has been ignoring you. I would like you to tell me the nature of this disagreement." Stephanie looked at his companion, flushing. How could she tell him what Jenny had said about her! His eyes bored into hers, giving her no relief, silently demanding her explanation. Finally, she had no choice. In a quiet voice she explained what Jenny had said and how she had upset her by disagreeing with her opinion. Master G's eyes had hardened during her explanation and were now like chips of ice. "I think your friend should learn some manners," he said icily. "My sub dresses the way she does both because it is the way I like her to look and because the style suits her! I would have thought that as a flight attendant, your friend would know better than to make disparaging comments about any of her passengers!" Stephanie was now worried. If Master G chose to make a complaint, Jenny would be in trouble and might very well be demoted from First Class. It was a potential career disaster! "Please Sir," she begged. "She is a good hearted person and has been my friend for a long time. I think she's unsettled because I seem to have changed so much in such a short space of time. If you make a complaint, she will be demoted and that could have serious consequences for her career!" Master G's expression softened. "You show a commendable care for your friend," he said. "It is a shame that she doesn't seem as concerned for your feelings as you are for hers!" He looked at her steadily. "Very well, I will not make a complaint, but your colleague is lucky that she has such a stalwart friend!" Stephanie blushed at his praise and was startled by a light touch on her wrist. She looked down to see the woman's fingers resting lightly on her skin. "Thank you for defending me," she said smiling at Stephanie. "I think Master D has made a very good choice in you," she continued. Master G drew Stephanie's attention back to him. "Now to forestall any further interrogation from your colleague, I'll ask you to bring us two glasses of champagne. Continue your duties but I want you to be aware of me at all times and if I indicate, make your way over to me immediately." Stephanie rose and moved back to the galley, where she poured out two glasses of champagne and brought them back to the couple. For the rest of the flight she did as instructed and kept one eye on Master G. Shortly before the plane reached UK airspace, Master G indicated that she was to attend him. As she bent down to hear what he had to say, he handed over a second envelope. He told her that she was to open the envelope the moment she was inside the terminal at Heathrow and obey any instructions contained therein. He then told her that he was very pleased with the way she had conducted herself during the flight and would be advising Master G of his observations. Stephanie slipped the envelope into the pocket of her jacket and started making preparations for landing. The catering and duty free carts had to be stored away in their cupboards and secured. She made a final round of the First Class guests, removing any unwanted items from their trays and asking them to place their seats in an upright position. One or two of them had to be gently awoken so that they could change their seats from a bed back into a seat. When everything was back where it should be the captain's voice came over the intercom, informing everyone that they were on final approach into Heathrow. The seatbelt lights came on and Stephanie took her place on the jump seat next to Jenny. As she buckled herself in Jenny leaned in towards her. "Stephanie, I'm sorry for my behaviour," she said contritely. "You were right, I shouldn't be making comments on our passengers!" "Stephanie glanced at her friend. "It's ok," she said. "But just think what would have happened if someone had overheard your comments! It could have landed you in really hot water!" Jenny made to retort, then closed her mouth as she considered Stephanie's words. "You're right," she said finally. "I'd have been in trouble! Friends again?" she asked. "Friends," Stephanie agreed feeling relieved. She hated being at odds with Jenny. She felt her ears pop as the plane began its final descent into Heathrow airport. She could feel the envelope burning a hole in her pocket. She couldn't wait to get into the terminal and find out what it said! Finally there was a slight bump as the pilot deftly landed the plane, followed by the usual monotonous taxiing to their allotted gate. Stephanie opened the door of the aircraft and stood beside Jenny as the passengers disembarked. The submissive smiled at her as she passed and it was as if a silent message of understanding was passed between them. Master G bent his brilliant blue eyes upon her and gave her a nod as they passed by and exited the plane. Once all the passengers had disembarked, Stephanie retrieved her carry-on bag and made her way out into the terminal. She made sure she was some way ahead of the others then reached into her pocket and withdrew the envelope. She opened it and halted as the words written hit her. "You will remove your panties before you exit the terminal and place them in your bag. You will find my number on the phone that you were given. You will send me a text the moment you step inside your apartment. Your obedience is expected, sub! Your Master, David." Glancing around, her face burning, Stephanie checked to see if any of the rest of the crew had noticed her coming to a dead stop. Luckily nobody seemed to have noticed and Jenny, who was the most likely to have done so, was trailing along at the back, her face furrowed in thought. Stephanie pretended she had stopped on purpose to wait for the others to catch up. "Come on you lazy lot!" she exclaimed. "Anyone would think you didn't want to get home!" The others laughed and quickened their pace to catch up to her. They chatted amiably away until Stephanie spotted a toilet. "Guys, I've got to make a pit stop," she told them. "Go on ahead and I'll catch up." Thinking nothing of it, the others swept past her, even Jenny walked on without really paying much attention! Stephanie ducked into the toilets and entered one of the stalls, closing the door behind her. She slowly eased her skirt up above her hips and drew her panties down and off her legs. She noticed that the fabric was slightly damp, a feminine, musky aroma faintly emanating from them. She heard someone enter the toilets and quickly pulled her skirt back down then surreptitiously eased her carry-on open and slipped the panties inside. She made sure to flush the toilet to avert any suspicion then opened the stall door, walking to the sinks to wash her hands. She felt a quiver in her pussy at the thought of walking through the huge Terminal 5 without her panties! She exited into the main concourse and moved to join the others going through immigration, taking the fast track lane reserved for crew. Once through, the others made their goodbyes and scattered their separate ways. Stephanie made her way towards the London Underground connection. She only lived a few stops away on the Piccadilly Line in Ealing Common. She had often wished she could afford to live in a wealthier part of London but today she was grateful that her home was so close. She descended the escalators to the platform and shivered as the drafts that always preceded the trains washed across her bare pussy. She rode the tube for the few stops necessary then alighted. She made her way out of the station and walked for about 10 minutes until she reached the old, Victorian house in which she had the top floor apartment. She dragged her case up the three flights of stairs then put it down and fumbled for her keys. She eventually found them and unlocked the door to her flat. She stepped inside, threw her keys on the hallway table and took her case through to her bedroom. She pulled out the letter from David and read it through once again. She found the phone he had given to her and opened the address book. Sure enough, there was only one number, a US number listed. With trembling fingers she typed the words "Sir, I am home," and pressed send. Flight to Submission Ch. 06 She checked her watch and relaxed. It was only around 6am in Miami so she didn't expect to receive any immediate response. She was startled, therefore, when moments later the phone rang. With hands that trembled (whether from excitement or apprehension, she couldn't tell), Stephanie answered. Her new Master's voice issued incisively through the phone. "Well done sub," he said. "I see you have obeyed my instructions." "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. "I hope I didn't wake you!" she continued. "Not at all," was David's response. "I am an early riser. I find I get more done in the hours before most other people rise. Besides," he added, "I have already received a phone call from Master G, who has given me his in depth report about your actions and behaviour during the flight. I may say he was impressed, both by your defence of his sub to your colleague and your loyalty to your colleague. He also felt you conduct yourself exceptionally well in your job. You are efficient but friendly and approachable. Very well done, sub, I'm proud of you!" Stephanie glowed in pleasure. She had always tried to do a good job but it seemed to her that this was taken for granted. It was a welcome change to receive praise and acknowledgement! David's voice cut through her thoughts. "I have sent you a package that should be arriving any moment now," he told her. Sure enough, her doorbell rang at that moment. "Go and answer the door but remain on the line," David instructed. Stephanie obediently rose and walked to the front door. On opening it, she saw a young man standing there with a very large, cardboard box and a signature handset. She signed for the box and asked the young man to bring it into her living room. Once he had done so, she thanked him and showed him out. As she closed the front door, she brought the phone back to her ear. "I've received the package, Sir," she told David. "Excellent," he replied. "Now before you open it, I want you to go into your bedroom and strip. From now on you will remain naked in your apartment at all times unless I give you permission to dress. And Stephanie, I will know if you disobey me in this matter!" he warned. Stephanie made a face. Being at the top of the old house, her apartment was not the best insulated and it could get uncomfortably cold in the winter months! Just imagining how it would be without clothes made her shiver. "Do not worry about being cold," David reassured her, seeming to read her mind, "I have made arrangements for your apartment's insulation to be upgraded and for the heating system to be replaced with one that is more efficient," he paused, "after all, I can't have my sub suffering for her obedience to me, can I?" he asked. "No Sir," Stephanie said with a smile in her voice. She couldn't help but smile at his last comment, but she was wondering what he had meant by knowing if she disobeyed him by not being naked at all times! "Now strip for me!" David commanded and Stephanie automatically stood up and started to remove her clothing. "One moment," David's voice halted her actions. "Lift your skirt and take a photo. Send it to me immediately!" Stephanie was reaching for her skirt before her mind took in what she had been asked to do! Swallowing hard, she switched the phone to camera mode and took a picture of her bare pussy. She then sent the picture to her Master. "Good girl!" David said approvingly. "I see you are learning obedience! Now proceed to strip off the rest of your clothes." Stephanie complied, removing her uniform and the beautiful bra he had bought her. "Stand in front of your mirror and take a full length photo, then immediately send it to me!" came David's voice through the phone. Stephanie obeyed the command and placed herself in front of her mirror before positioning the camera to take a full length shot of her naked body. "Excellent!" David said approvingly. "Very good girl, you are learning quickly. Now you may open the box in your living room." "Yes Sir," Stephanie said, wondering how he knew the box was there and not in her bedroom. "Oh well, he probably just assumed I wouldn't want anyone in my bedroom," she thought to herself. She walked through to the living room. It felt strange to be naked here, and somehow sinful. She knelt down and started to remove the tape holding the box closed. When she finally opened the flaps, she could see there were several other boxes inside. One by one she removed them. Some were lighter than others. David's voice once again cut into her thoughts. "This package contains items that you will either use or wear according to my direction," he told her. Stephanie opened the largest of the boxes and caught her breath. Inside was a beautiful dress made of very light, silk chiffon in a bright buttercup yellow. She held it against her body and noticed that the skirt was high and very full, the slightest breeze would lift it. The bodice was deeply cut, rising to slim straps for her arms. The dress was lined with gossamer fine silk. Underneath the dress were two more outfits. The first consisted of a silk chiffon blouse and contrasting straight skirt in a silk linen mix. The blouse was a pale lavender and cut in the blouson style with full sleeves ending at neat cuffs and a row of small, pearl buttons running down the front. The skirt was in a deep, rich purple and like the skirt of the magenta dress, ended just above the knee and had high splits in either side. The second outfit consisted of a silk satin, tailored blouse in a deep emerald green. This was teamed with a full skirt, again in a silk linen mix and when Stephanie held it against her, it reached to mid-thigh, no lower. As the second skirt was removed from the box, it revealed one final item. Lying in the bottom of the box was a beautiful, deep red, silk robe. When she held it up against her she could see that it was short, falling to about mid-thigh length. It had a subtle pattern worked upon it in gold silk embroidery thread. All the clothes were obviously expensive and Stephanie felt uneasy about accepting them. "Stephanie!" David's voice commanded her attention. "What did I say about you being my sub?" Stephanie thought frantically back to that last lunch she had taken with him and his words came powerfully back to her. "As your sub, I am to take a pride in myself as I am a reflection upon you," she said. "Exactly right, sub," David said. "From now on I will be choosing what it is that you wear and you will accept this without demur! Do you understand?" Stephanie realised she was going to have no option but to accept the beautiful clothing her Master had purchased for her. "Yes Sir, I understand," she replied. "Very well, you may continue to open the other boxes," David told her in a gentler voice. Stephanie drew out a smaller, lighter box and opened it. Inside were a variety of bras and thongs. Every bra was either a combination of satin and lace or pure lace and were either half cup or quarter cups. She also noticed that each was padded underneath the cup and she could see that once worn, they would raise her breasts high. The thongs were made either of the sheerest chiffon, pure lace or the thinnest, softest silk. All the bras and thongs were in striking colours. There were no nude tones and only two were white. Underneath that selection were two corsets. One was in a deep purple satin with black lace overlay and the other was in pure black leather that was as soft as butter. Stephanie could feel, however, that these were not the usual types of corset that could be bought in a high street store. As she ran her hands over them, she could feel that there was absolutely no give in the boning and as she experimentally tried to flex them, she realised that the boning was actually metal. David's voice sounded in her ear once again. "The two corsets that you have in front of you are training corsets," he told her. "Although your figure is good, it is not yet perfect. As my sub you will be expected to have an hour glass figure and these corsets will train your body to that shape. These particular corsets have been made to your measurements and will start the process. As your body starts to change shape, you will be issued with new ones until you have reached the perfect shape," he explained. Stephanie swallowed hard. There was absolutely no give in either of the corsets and she could just imagine how confining they would be! She wondered how she was going to manage to lace them up to the specifications her Master would require. Again, David seemed to read her mind. "Do not touch the lacings at the back," he told her. "These have been pre-set. All you will be expected to do is to fasten the front." "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. "Now open the final box," David instructed. As Stephanie picked it up, she could tell it was considerably heavier than the other two! She opened the flaps and gasped as she saw the contents. One by one she drew out the items and placed them on the coffee table. First there was a set of four wide, thick cuffs made of butter soft leather. Next were two collars, again in thick leather. The first was around 2" thick with D rings set into each side and an O ring set into the front. The collar was closed with a buckle. The second was considerably higher and sculpted. Stephanie guessed it must be at least 3" high and was made of a much harder leather, although once again, a softer leather lined the inside. This collar was secured by a padlock. Following the collars was a finely tooled leather leash, about 3' long. Stephanie then picked up a small box which jingled when she shook it. Opening it revealed two pairs of nipple clamps inside, together with connecting chains. It looked as if one set was made of silver, the other of gold! Again, Stephanie reached into the box. Her pussy was starting to get wet, especially at the sight of the nipple clips! Another small box revealed a strange looking clip and Stephanie couldn't stop herself from asking the question. "Sir, I've just opened one of the small boxes and I can't think what the contents are for!" she said to David. "Sub, that is a clit clip," David informed her. "You will be expected to experiment until you can apply it quickly and securely. You will do this every day until you become proficient in its use, do you understand?" Stephanie hesitated, the idea of attaching this to her clit felt so sinful! However, she knew that she must obey her Master so she told him she understood and repeated his instructions back to him. "Very good, sub" David said, "although you were straying close to disobedience in your hesitation!" he warned. Stephanie shivered, remembering what the consequences of disobedience were! To divert herself from those thoughts, she delved once more into the box. This time she withdrew a rabbit vibrator, a large, thick dildo and a set of graduated butt plugs. She almost groaned as she saw the latter but bit it back, not wanting to disappoint or annoy her Master. "I will expect you to use these every night," David instructed her. "However, you are not to cum unless I have expressly given you permission to do so! Do you understand?" "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. She had no idea how she was going to comply with his wishes. She had thought she had a low sex drive but the twenty four hours she had spent under her Master's influence had rapidly changed that. She was finding that merely bringing out each item from the box was making her pussy wetter and her nipples harder. She looked into the box and saw there was only one more item in there. It was a medium sized box. She drew it out and opened it up. What she saw inside were two clear domes and three clear glass tubes, each with a small rubber hose attached. There was also a small box that had 2 dials on its top. Again, she couldn't picture what these were to be used for. "I take it from your silence that you have found the last box," said David. "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. "But I can't think what it is!" "That is very simple, sub," David said. "What you see in front of you is a pump. The domes are for placing over your breasts and the tubes are for your nipples and your clit. The hoses are connected to the pump, which is then switched on. This will cause a vacuum, which will in turn affect either your breasts or your nipples and your clit, depending which item I instruct you to use, enlarging them from their current size. As I said, you have a good figure but it is not yet perfect. Your breasts are currently a little small and your nipples and your clit also need to be larger so as to give better pleasure both to myself and to you! Again, you will use these items every day until I am satisfied. Do you understand?" Stephanie felt ashamed. She wanted so much to please her new Master and to be found lacking was having a profound effect on her confidence. She felt tears bead in her eyes. "Stephanie," David said softly, his voice a caress, "I am not displeased with you and you need to remember that you are a beautiful woman. What I aim to do is merely enhance what you already possess! I do not expect my subs to undergo surgery to modify their bodies, I merely seek to enhance what nature has already bestowed!" Stephanie dashed away a tear that trembled on her lower lash and smiled tremulously. She had thought that she was, yet again, proving to be a disappointment to someone she respected, but David's words had soothed and reassured her. Maybe, just maybe, she really was what he said she was. She had already placed her trust in him and that meant that she needed to really listen and believe in what he was telling her! David's voice once more interrupted her musing. "Stephanie, I want you to take the contents of the box and find space for everything in your bedroom," he told her. "Then you are to go through your wardrobe and remove everything that I do not deem to be suitable attire. This means that all trousers will have to go, as will any blouses and sweaters that do not allow easy access to your body. Any skirts that are below the knee or that are straight without a split must also go. Any item of clothing that is of a drab or muted colour is also to go. All of your current underwear is to be disposed of as it is totally unsuitable to your station and you are also to get rid of any pantyhose, I believe you call them tights," he continued. "Furthermore, you are to throw out any shoes that are flat or have a heel lower than 2" and any shoes that have a thick heel, no matter what their height. You will place all of these items into a bag ready for removal. I will allow you to designate which charity shop these will be sent to. The only exception to this rule is your uniform. Is that understood?" "Yes Sir!" Stephanie replied. She was worried. The items that her Master had designated as unsuitable consisted of the majority of her wardrobe and the four outfits that she had been given by him were not sufficient to fill the gap! She glanced at her bedside clock and was amazed to see that she had been on the phone to her Master for over an hour! She couldn't believe how fast the time had flown by. As if reading her mind, David spoke once more. "You will obey my instructions and text me once you have completed your task," he told her. "You will then stand by for further instructions from me." "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied and heard a click as her Master put the phone down at his end. She moved to her chest of drawers and opening the top one, she removed all of her underwear. She remembered that there had been some charity bags posted through her letter box a few days ago and she thought they might still be on the hall table. She went to have a look, and sure enough, there they were. She brought them back into the bedroom, together with a black bag from the kitchen. She proceeded to pack all of her underwear into the black bag. When she compared it to the beautiful sets she had just received, she couldn't help but realise how plain and ordinary it all seemed. There was not one item that she had owned that could, by the remotest possibility, be deemed to be fancy or sexy! She continued to go through each drawer methodically. Any items that did not adhere strictly to David's specifications, were discarded. The items in good condition went into the charity bags, the others went into yet another black bag. Stephanie remembered that there was actually a clothing bank near the tube station that took old clothing to be recycled. She separated out the bags into individual piles as she went. When she finished with her drawers, she moved to the wardrobe. Again she went through it ruthlessly. When she was finished, there were very few items of clothing or shoes left! The drawers and the wardrobe were almost empty and once she had hung up the new outfits, they looked rather forlorn in their isolation. She moved the bags out of the bedroom and placed them near to the front door, then moved back to the bedroom. Glancing at the clock once more, she found it was almost one thirty pm. It had taken her more time than she had thought to sort through and pack away her clothing. She picked up the phone and typed a message to her Master. "All unsuitable clothing has been removed and packed up," the message read. Within seconds of the text being sent, the phone rang. "Well done, sub," David's voice sounded in her ear approvingly. "You have been extremely obedient and I am very pleased with you. You did not make one decision that I would disapprove of!" Stephanie's mouth dropped open. How could he know what decisions she had made? She heard David chuckling quietly at the other end of the phone. "I told you that I take a great interest in any woman I train," David told her. "This means that I ensure I know exactly what you are doing at all times. I arranged to have CCTV installed in your apartment whilst you were en route back to the UK. I have also arranged for the lease of your apartment to be transferred to my name. After all," he said, "I want my sub to be concentrating on obedience to me and not be distracted by trivial matters such as paying the rent!" Stephanie was startled by his words. Part of her was shocked at his high-handedness, but another part felt relief. She had a decent job but living in the London area, even an area such as Ealing Common, was expensive and she had very little left at the end of each month. With her Master's assumption of the rent, it would ease the financial strain on her. However, she had a few qualms about accepting this largesse as she had been brought up to believe that money should be earned. David had been closely observing the play of expressions across Stephanie's face. He knew this was a crucial turning point for her. He had done some research whilst she was in the air and had found out that she had been generous in her description of her parents. Her mother was a disapproving martinet, straight-laced, buttoned-up and incredibly hard on her only daughter and although her father was an easy going man, he consistently failed to defend his daughter against the unjust treatment his wife meted out. It all added up to Stephanie being completely repressed and he found it easy to see why she had no confidence in herself as a person! "Stephanie," he said gently. "Tell me what you are thinking. As your Master, I need to know your mind at all times!" Stephanie cleared her throat. "I'm pretty taken aback, Sir, both at your installing CCTV without my being here and at your assumption of my rent! I can take care of myself and I'm not sure I'm comfortable with the presence of the CCTV." "Stephanie," David chided gently, "Do you believe I have your best interests at heart?" Stephanie took her time to think about his question. She knew he would not accept a quick or glib answer. Eventually she gave him her reply. Flight to Submission Ch. 06 "Yes Sir. I do believe that. I'm not sure why as I've only known you for such a short time, but something deep inside me tells me to trust you." "How would you expect me to guide you if I cannot see you," David asked, still in a gentle but firm voice. "I-I guess I didn't think about that," Stephanie confessed. Seen in the light of his explanation, she guessed the installation of cameras made sense. David then asked his next question. "You worry about your finances, don't you?" he said. "None of your clothes were new and I notice that the furniture in your apartment is a little shabby." Stephanie blushed. It was true. She tried to save every penny she could and did tend to put off buying anything new until it was absolutely necessary. David continued his explanation. "In order to become the best, sub, you will be expected to concentrate on your instructions and to absorb those instructions as quickly as possible. You cannot do this if you are worried about money or other external factors. This is why I have assumed your rent." David's explanation, when seen from his point of view, was logical. He had already told her of his intentions to make her into the best submissive she was capable of being and she could understand how worries would distract her. She was quiet for a moment, mulling over everything he had told her and finally had her answer. "Ok Sir, I understand why you have done this. I'm still not comfortable about you paying my rent but I understand your reasons and will abide by your decision." David laughed lightly. "Abide? Really? Perhaps you would like to reconsider your previous response, sub?" Stephanie suddenly realised how her answer had sounded. Definitely not that of a submissive! "I'm sorry Sir," she quickly replied. "Thank you for your concern over me." "Better," David said with a smile in his voice. "Now I want you to go to the bathroom and stand in front of the mirror." Stephanie moved to obey and was shortly standing in front of her bathroom mirror. She blushed at the sight of her naked body fully displayed. Her pussy was bare and her nipples were erect. "Stephanie, I want you to put the speakerphone on and place the phone where you can hear it clearly," David instructed. Stephanie complied. "Now, I want you to take your hands and slowly explore every part of your body, watching yourself in the mirror as you do so and concentrating on the way the touch of your hands feels against your skin. I want you to remember each and every erogenous zone that you discover and make a note of them. You will then send me an email with these notes so that I can tell whether you have fully obeyed me," David told her. "A submissive needs to be fully aware of her body and its capabilities," he continued. "As your Master I will be using your notes as a baseline to help you expand and increase your capacity for pleasure, but you must do the groundwork for your own good!" Stephanie hesitated. He was asking her to do something she had never done before and she wasn't sure she could comply. "Stephanie," David said gently but firmly, "move your hands to your face. Trace its contours carefully, slowly. Concentrate on the feel of your skin beneath your fingers." Stephanie responded to his calm, confident instructions. She brought her hands up and traced the contours of her face from her hairline to her jaw, trying to concentrate on how her skin felt. She noticed an increased sensitivity just underneath her jaw line. "Very good," David said encouragingly. "Now move your hands down your neck and across your collar bone. Keep your touch light and again, concentrate on your body." Stephanie slowly complied. There was something slightly mesmerising about watching herself touch her body in the mirror. "Now slowly and lightly move your hands around your breasts. Cup them in your palms, feel their weight," were David's next instructions. Stephanie obeyed, lulled by the quiet calm in his voice. "Run your fingers lightly over your nipples, concentrate on the way that makes you feel," David instructed. "Can you feel answering reactions from the rest of your body?" he asked. Stephanie followed his instructions. She cupped her hands around her breasts, concentrating on how they felt. They weren't heavy but felt firm and supple. Next she ran her thumbs over her nipples and gasped as they immediately responded to her touch. Not only did they respond but it was almost as if there was a direct connection between her nipples and her pussy. "Very good," came David's calm voice. "Now run your hands slowly down your sides and your belly." Stephanie complied and shivered as her light touch brought further responses from her body. She couldn't suppress a shiver as her fingers ran down her sides and when they reached her belly, it clenched in reaction. "Now move down further. Move your hands over your mound. Use your fingers and part your pussy lips," David continued. "Stroke your fingers along their length. Then bring your fingers back and find your clitoris. Rub your fingers over it, squeeze it between them, concentrate on the reactions!" Stephanie took a deep breath. She was finding it increasingly difficult to watch herself in the mirror as her hands moved lower but she persevered! She spread her legs farther apart to allow easier access then moved her hands in obedience to her Master's instructions. They crossed her mound, feeling the soft flesh beneath them. She slid them lower and slipped her fingers between her pussy lips, startled to feel how wet and slippery they had become. As David had directed, she started to stroke her fingers along their length and gasped at the sensations this set off. She could see her lips engorge, blood flow swelling them. Next she moved her fingers back toward her clit, concentrating on finding the tiny nub. Her fingers paused. She wasn't sure she could do this! "Stephanie," David's calm voice soothed her, "just breathe and follow my instructions." His voice caressed her and almost without realising, she started to rub her clit. The reaction was immediate! She felt a tightening in her thighs and her pussy. Greatly daring she took a deep breath and pinched her clit between her fingers. She gasped as sensation flooded through her. David let her get used to the feeling before he gently issued his next instruction. "Enough!" he said. "I did not tell you to pleasure yourself, sub. Merely to explore your body. Now, continue to explore. Move your hands down your thighs, making sure you cover every inch, fronts, backs, inner thighs." Flushing slightly and still trembling from the sensations her fingers had engendered, Stephanie obeyed her Master's orders. As her fingers brushed against her inner thighs, she felt a responding quiver in her pussy. She was finding this slow exploration of her body echoed in her reflection in the mirror, increasingly erotic. Her breathing pattern had changed, becoming heavier. Her mouth was dry and she felt as if a light electrical current was running over her skin. David watched her closely through the CCTV. He was very pleased with her progress. She was showing a high degree of trust in him and he was determined to ensure that she would be well rewarded for it! "Well done, sub," he told her. "Now move your hands down the rest of your legs, keeping your touch light and concentrating on the feel of your flesh beneath your fingers." Stephanie complied. David continued to guide her verbally until Stephanie had explored every inch of her body from head to toe. By the time she had finished, her whole body was quivering slightly. The exercise had been so erotic! She had never realised how simply touching herself could heighten her senses! David's voice broke into her thoughts. "I'm very pleased with you, sub," he told her. "Now go and type up your findings and email them to me. I want to know exactly how that exercise made you feel so make sure your email is detailed. Remember, this will be used as a baseline for your training! After that, I suggest you take a long, hot bath and relax. I will be back in contact with you later today with further instructions." He rang off, leaving Stephanie standing naked in the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror once more. Her skin had a slight flush and her eyes had a sleepy look to them. In fact, the woman in the mirror looked nothing like the old Stephanie. With her shaved pussy, erect nipples, the pale red welts from her punishment and that sleepy eyed look in her eyes, she looked like a woman suddenly aware of her own sensuality! She shook herself out of her reverie and moved into the living room to boot up her computer. As it warmed up, she moved into the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea. She stood, almost in a dream as she waited for the kettle to boil, then brought the hot mug back to the desk where her PC was now ready and waiting for her. The clock in the bottom right hand corner now stood at 2:30pm. She wrapped her hands around the mug and closed her eyes, recalling every second of the past hour, fixing everything in her mind. Then she sat down and started to type. Half an hour later she had finished and hit send. She was ravenous and was about to raid the kitchen for something to eat when the doorbell rang. She froze. She was still naked and couldn't open the door like that! Greatly daring, she sent a quick text to her Master. "Sir, the doorbell has rung. May I put on some clothes to answer it?" She received an immediate reply. "You may wear the red robe, but nothing else and as soon as the door has closed you will remove it again." "Just a minute!" Stephanie called out as she hurried to her wardrobe and wrapped the robe about herself, tying the sash securely. She made her way to the door and opened it slightly to see who had rung the bell. Standing there was a young man with one of those heatproof containers that delivery boys always carried. "Delivery for Miss Stephanie Day" he said and withdrew a substantial parcel from within the container. Stephanie opened the door a little further and the young man's eyes widened as he took in the short, red robe. He flushed as she caught him looking and raised her eyebrow. She silently held out her hand and he quickly handed over the carton. He backed away and ran down the stairs before she had a chance to thank him! She brought the carton inside and her stomach grumbled from the enticing aroma arising from it. She took it into the kitchen and opened it up. Her eyes widened. Inside the carton was a covered plate containing beautifully prepared scallops served in a fragrant Provençal sauce and accompanied by light, fluffy rice. There was also a rich, chocolate mousse in a separate container, insulated against the heat of the main course. She knew this was the work of her Master yet again, and send him a quick text thanking him for the wonderful meal. She received an instant reply. "I cannot have my sub wasting away from the lack of good food!" was the message. Stephanie had to laugh and took the plates to the kitchen table, where she proceeded to sit down and eat. Only after removing her robe, of course! It felt strange to be sitting naked in her kitchen, eating a delicious meal. The plastic seat of the chair felt cold against her pussy and ass. The meal was delicious. The scallops were plump and full of flavour, the sauce set her taste buds tingling. And as for the chocolate mousse! Well it was sinfully rich and smooth. She could feel the chocolate coating the inside of her throat and the rich taste lingered long after she had finished. It was almost with reluctance that she rose and placed the plates in the sink and then padded into the bathroom to obey her Master's instructions. She started the bath running and went to the bathroom cabinet to find her bubble bath. She stopped short in amazement. Inside the cabinet, her bargain products had disappeared! In their place was an assortment of luxury products from The Bath House. Stephanie had heard about this line but had never in a million years expected to be able to experience it for herself. Now her cabinet was filled with a variety of bath oils, foam baths, shampoo and conditioner! Stephanie uncapped a few of the bottles until she found one with a fragrance she adored. The label on the bottle read Vanilla Noir and Amber. She poured a liberal amount into the steaming water and watched until it reached the right height. She switched off the taps and tentatively dipped a toe into the water. It was just the way she wanted it - almost too hot and requiring her to enter the bath slowly to allow her body to adjust to the heat. Eventually, she had immersed herself to the neck in hot water, hissing slightly as the welts on her body protested. She laid her head back against the side of the bath and let herself drift, her mind replaying the events of the past two days. She must have luxuriated in the bath for almost an hour. Certainly the water was much cooler when she stepped out. She felt a languidity steal over her body and her eyes felt heavy. She reached for a towel and once again noticed that luxury products had replaced her cheap, supermarket bought towels. The towel felt soft and fluffy against her skin, drying her without the usual abrasiveness she had come to expect. She closed her eyes and revelled in the sensation of being enveloped in that warm softness. The phone her Master had given her buzzed, indicating that she had received a message. "Go into your bedroom and take out the purple corset," it instructed. "You will wear this for the remainder of the day." Knowing that her Master would be watching her via the CCTV, Stephanie moved into her bedroom and took the corset from her chest of drawers. She opened the clasps at the front and wrapped it around her body. Starting at the bottom, she started to fasten the clasps. It didn't take her long to realise that the corset was VERY tight! She had to suck in her stomach and by the time she reached the top few clasps, she was having difficulty fastening them. Closing her eyes, she grimly persevered until at last, she managed to fasten the final clasp. When she was finished, she felt that she could hardly breathe and had to take shallow breaths. The corset was sculpted so that it finished just underneath her breasts but in such a way that they were pushed up and supported by it. Stephanie caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the dressing table and couldn't believe the difference in her look! Her body had always been slim but the corset had cinched in her waist to the extent that the hip to waist ratio had been greatly increased. The effect was incredibly sexy! At first, Stephanie found moving around in the corset to be a challenge. She had to pause often to catch her breath, but eventually she became used to the constriction and spent the rest of the day catching up with emails and checking her roster for the following two weeks. She actually only had one more flight on this tour before she was due leave. With everything that had been going on in America, she had completely forgotten that fact. She smiled. It would be good to get some down time! By the time she had finished catching up the sky outside was dark and she realised it was approaching 8pm. She felt incredibly tired and determined to have an early night. Her phone buzzed once again. "Switch on your television and press play on your DVD player," was the message. Puzzled, Stephanie complied then gasped as the DVD started to play. It was a scene similar to one she had seen in the bondage club, with a woman entering at the end of a leash secured to a wide leather collar. Her wrists and ankles were encircled with cuffs and she was wearing extremely high heels and lace topped black stockings. Her body was encased in a black corset that was so tight that her waist was tiny in comparison to the rest of her body. Her breasts rose above that corset, her nipples gripped in strong clamps with small weights depending from them, swinging with each step she took. Her mouth was held open by a ring gag and Stephanie could see traces of saliva running down the woman's chin. Her phone buzzed again. "Pause the DVD, go to your bedroom and bring back the clit clip, nipple clamps and the smallest butt plug," it instructed. "You will find lubricant in your bedside drawer." Stephanie made a small sound of dismay. She was still not quite reconciled to anal play and the thought of having to insert the plug into herself was causing her some concern. Nevertheless, she paused the DVD and walked into her bedroom to retrieve the items specified. The phone buzzed again. "Take the items back to the living room and play the DVD," it said. Stephanie obediently returned to the living room and watched as the woman was led to an upright cross and bound to it. When finished, her arms and legs were spread wide and her held was held in position by cables attached to her collar. The collar itself was so high and thick that the woman couldn't move her head up or down. A cradle was moved up in front of her body and a Magic Wand vibrator was placed into it. The woman's pussy lips were clamped and drawn apart by cord that attached to straps that encircled her thighs, then the wand in its cradle was moved up until it was pushed in hard against her clit and pussy. The cradle was then bolted into place and the wand was switched on. Stephanie could see the woman's body buck as her body was assaulted by the wand. A masked man moved into view holding a whip that ended in multiple long strands. With measured pace, he started laying strokes across the woman's body, taking aim carefully, ensuring that each strand found its target. Faint red marks started to appear on the woman's body and her body started to shake. Stephanie could see her eyes pleading with the man and more saliva dripped from her mouth. The man ignored her as her body started to shake harder and harder and she started to wail through her gag. Finally the man looked at her and paused in his actions. "You may cum!" he said and it was if a dam burst! The woman's body shook as she screamed and fluid gushed from her pussy. She was held in place as she shook in the throes of what was obviously a very powerful orgasm. Stephanie felt her pussy grow wet as she watched, her eyes glued to the action playing out in front of her. The phone buzzed again. Her eyes still glued to the television, Stephanie picked it up absently and then dropped her eyes to read the message. "Pinch and tease your nipples until they are hard," the message read. "Then place the clamps around each one." Stephanie gasped. Her nipples were already pretty hard from watching the DVD. Tentatively, she brought her fingers up and started to obey her instructions, pinching and teasing each nipple until it grew hard and erect. She could feel her pussy get wetter as she did this and the woman on the screen once more was being whipped. She gingerly opened the first clamp and placed it around her nipple. She cried out as it bit into the sensitive nub. She shook for a moment until the pain died down. She didn't want to continue but knew her Master would be watching her, so she slowly reached for the other clamp and biting her lip, repeated her actions, again crying out as the metal bit into her nipple. Her pussy, however, felt red hot! The phone buzzed. "Good girl!" the message read. "Now part your pussy lips and find your clitoris. Play with it until it is hard and then place the clip around it. If necessary, use your juices as lubrication to get it into the correct place." By this time, the woman on the screen was moaning continuously through her gag. Her thighs were quivering, her body was now covered with thin red welts and her nipples were pulled downwards by the weights. She was panting heavily as she strained to stave off another orgasm, her eyes never leaving the face of the masked man. As Stephanie obeyed the instructions on the phone and parted her pussy lips, fingers searching for her clit, the man on the screen switched the Wand to high power. The woman shrieked through her gag and Stephanie's pussy throbbed in response. Without realising, her fingers found her clit and started rubbing intensely. In her imagination, she was the woman on the cross being whipped to orgasm! In short order her clit was engorged and hard. Stephanie reached for the clit clip and with a small amount of difficulty, managed to manoeuvre it into position. She moaned as her clit was gripped hard, increasing its sensitivity! On the screen, the woman's body was coated in sweat, her chest was heaving and her eyes were desperately begging permission to cum. Finally the man nodded. "You may cum!" he said. The woman's whole body stiffened and a deep, guttural groan issued from her mouth. Liquid once again gushed from her pussy, flooding over the Wand and its cradle. Stephanie could see the woman's body go limp as she lost consciousness and her mouth was dry as she watched the wand being removed and the woman released from the cross. She noticed that the man who had been whipping the woman was now cradling her gently against his body, stroking her damp hair away from her face with tender fingers. He dropped a gentle kiss onto her forehead before carrying her out of view. Flight to Submission Ch. 06 The phone rang. "Well, sub," came David's voice. "I see you have obeyed my instructions. You may stop the DVD." Stephanie switched it off. "Good. Now how did watching that scene make you feel?" he asked. Stephanie swallowed hard, remembering exactly how it made her feel, that she had wanted to be that woman on the cross! She took a deep breath and answered him. "My body is throbbing in sympathy with her Sir!" she said. "Part of me was horrified at the extremes she was taken to but the other part of me wanted to be her! My pussy is wet and I feel tingly all over." "What you saw as extreme, was just how intense an orgasm can be with the right training," David explained. "The woman on the cross knew the power of the pain/pleasure combination and willingly submitted to her Master's will, knowing her reward for obedience would be ultimate and intense pleasure!" Stephanie's mouth dropped open as she processed her Master's words. The sight of the woman bound to that cross, body shuddering as the orgasm swept over her was an incredibly powerful image. She found herself yearning for that same experience. David watched the play of emotions sweep across Stephanie's face. Oh yes! He had been right. This young woman was a submissive to her very core. She needed the training he could give to reach her full potential but when she did, she would be amazing! He cleared his throat, drawing Stephanie's attention back to him. "Stephanie, I know my next instruction will be difficult for you, but know that I only ask you to do this to assist in your growth," he said. He heard Stephanie catch her breath at the other end of the line. "Put the phone on speaker and set it down where you can still hear my voice," he instructed. When the quality of sound changed, he knew she had obeyed. "You're on speaker phone now Sir," Stephanie said. "Good. Now I want you to go down on hands and knees on the floor." He waited as she obeyed. "Now," he said, "take the lubricant and spread a liberal amount onto the fingers of your right hand." Again he waited, watching as she obeyed. "Now slowly move your fingers to your asshole and start massaging the lubricant around it." He heard Stephanie's quick intake of breath, but waited patiently and was finally rewarded with the sight of her tentatively obeying his instructions. "Now start to press a little harder, Stephanie," he told her in a calm but firm voice. "When you feel your sphincter start to give, press a little harder until your finger is inside you. You may feel a little pressure but I can assure you, with the lubricant, it won't hurt you." He watched as Stephanie took a deep breath. As she moved to obey him, he could see her body start to tense. "Stephanie," he said in a gentle voice, "relax. Trust me, trust your Master. I will not ask you to do anything that will hurt you!" He saw Stephanie make a visible effort to relax and then smiled to himself when her eyes popped open as her finger slid into her back passage. "Good," he said. "Now remove your finger and spread more lube over it, then re-insert it once more" he instructed. Not quite so hesitant this time, Stephanie obeyed her Master's orders. He was right. Although she felt some pressure, it had not hurt. She re-inserted her finger, slippery with lube. "Stephanie, take a second finger and place it inside with the first one," David firmly instructed. Stephanie moaned as she obeyed him and felt the second finger stretching her wider. ""Move your fingers inside your passage to make sure it is fully lubricated," was David's next instruction. Stephanie complied. The feeling was strange but as her Master had reassured her, it wasn't painful. "Now withdraw your fingers and pick up the butt plug," David instructed. "Make sure there is a liberal amount of lubricant coating it then place it against your sphincter and apply gently pressure until you feel it give way. Keep the pressure on until you feel the plug settle into place," he paused. "Stephanie, I know this will be hard for you, but you have put your trust in me and I will not betray that trust!" He saw Stephanie bite her lip and waited patiently. He knew how difficult this was for her, but he had to get her thoroughly past the trauma her previous idiot of a boyfriend had put her through! Finally he was rewarded by the sight of her reaching for the plug. She did as instructed and made sure the plug was fully coated with lubricant and then taking a deep breath, placed the plug against her sphincter. She paused, her asshole tightly closed, her breath coming in short gasps. "Stephanie, calm down," came David's voice from the phone. "Just breath slowly, relax. Take your time." His calm voice soothed her and Stephanie made a conscious effort to calm down. As she did so, her sphincter relaxed and the plug started to enter her. It was so greasy that before she knew it, the plug was fully imbedded and her asshole had closed around it's tapered base, holding it in place. She felt full but her Master was right. It had not been and still was not painful! David's voice came over the phone once more. "Well done Sub! I am extremely pleased with you!" he said, approval flowing from his voice. "You need to know that anything you experience as my sub will not hurt you!" "T-thank you Sir," Stephanie managed to say, still trying to come to terms with the fact that she had inserted a butt plug into her own ass! "Now, you will keep that plug inside you for the remainder of this evening but you may take it out when you go to sleep," David continued. "I suggest you might want to do so in an hour's time. You will have a very busy day tomorrow and I want you relaxed and refreshed!" "Yes Sir," Stephanie said. She couldn't disagree with him. It had been a long flight followed by a day full of surprises. She was feeling a little like a leaf caught in a storm. "I will leave you in peace for now, sub," said David, "but remember, my texts and calls are to be answered by you immediately!" With those words, he rang off. Stephanie wandered around the flat for about an hour, trying to get used to the feeling both of the corset and the plug. She picked up a book and tried to read for a while but couldn't really concentrate. Her thoughts were full of her Master and the scene she had seen on the television earlier. Finally, she looked at the clock and saw it was 10pm. More than time for her to be in bed! She walked to the bathroom and bent over the bath. Placing one hand on it to steady herself, she gripped the base of the plug and slowly withdrew it, sighing with relief as it came free. Next she removed the clit clip and nipple clamps, gasping in pain as the blood flowed back into her nipples. She took a moment to recover her equilibrium before performing her evening routine and moving back to the bedroom. Sitting down on the bed, she started to undo the clasps on her corset. When the final clasp was released she was almost giddy, as her body took deep breaths, drawing oxygen into her lungs. She laid the corset on top of her chest of drawers and drew back the duvet, then sighed in pleasure. Again, the hand of her Master was evident! Beneath the duvet, the bed was made with silver grey silk sheets. She ran her hands appreciatively over the fabric before slipping between the sheets. On the bedside table, her phone buzzed. "Good night sub, sleep well," the message read. With a smile playing on her lips, Stephanie snuggled down, happy to obey her Master's final instruction of the day. Flight to Submission Ch. 07 Stephanie awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. She had slept deeply, held in the caress of the silk sheets. They felt so sensuous against her skin as she stretched. The phone beside her bed rang and she flipped over to answer it. "Good morning Sir!" she chirped happily. David smiled as he heard her happy voice on the other end of the line. "Good morning sub, I assume you slept well?" he said. "Oh very!" Stephanie exclaimed. "Those sheets were so soft and comfortable!" "Yes, well I can't have my sub sleeping on those awful poly cotton things you had on your bed," David said with a smile in his voice. Stephanie threw off her covers and swung herself out of bed. She felt wide awake and full of energy. "Put your speakerphone on," David told her "and bring it into the bathroom with you." Stephanie complied. "Now open the linen cupboard," David instructed, "and take out the item that was placed in there." Stephanie did as she was told. She opened the doors to the cupboard and resting on the middle shelf was a bag with a hose and nozzle attached. Stephanie's mouth dropped open when she realised its purpose. Her mind raced back to the previous day and how her Master had used the same equipment on her. She groaned as she remembered the pain and discomfort she had endured. "Don't worry, sub," David's voice reassured her. "Your sessions with me were for training purposes. I simply require that you use this every day to ensure you are completely clean at all times. I want you to instil this routine into your consciousness until it becomes second nature to you. Now take the bag to the sink and fill it with warm water. Make sure it's not too hot." Stephanie obeyed his instructions, placing the bag in the sink and running warm water into it. "Open the bathroom cabinet and take out the bottle of oil on the second shelf," David instructed. Stephanie opened the door and there, tucked towards the side of the shelf, was a brown bottle. She drew it out and read the label. "Place 15 drops into warm water" it said. "The bottle contains a blend of fennel, tarragon, rosemary, lemon and ginger essential oils," David explained. "The blend is effective in maintaining your body's health," he said. "I want you to use this oil in your daily enema." "Yes Sir," Stephanie replied. She followed the instructions and place 15 drops into the enema bag then gently shaking it to mix the oil and water together. "Good girl!" David said approvingly. "Now on the same shelf you will find a bottle of lubricant. Take the lubricant and the enema kit and step into the shower. Kneel down and ensure the nozzle is coated with the lubricant and make sure you massage some into your asshole as well. Then insert the nozzle into your passage and release the lever. I expect you to take the entire contents of the bag, sub, and you must hold it until I give you permission to release. Do you understand?" "Yes Sir, I understand," Stephanie replied. She took the lubricant and the enema kit and walked into the shower. She hung the bag from the shower bracket, then knelt down as she had been instructed. She opened the bottle of lubricant and squeezed out some of its contents, making sure the nozzle was liberally coated. Then she squeezed more out onto her fingers and worked it around and into her asshole. Withdrawing her fingers she slowly fed the nozzle into her until she was sure it would not slip out. Then she reached behind her and felt for the lever. As she flipped it down, she felt the warm water flow into her back passage. She moaned as the water filled her but maintained her position until the entire contents were inside before removing the nozzle. She did not know this, but the bag held 3 litres of liquid. She heard David's voice issuing from the phone. "Hold it in, sub," he said firmly. Clenching her ass cheeks together, she tried desperately to obey him. It was a struggle as she felt so full! David kept her in position for 10 minutes, watching her carefully to ensure she didn't suffer unduly. When he noticed her biting her lip & clenching her hands he spoke again. "Do you have something you want to ask your Master?" he enquired. "Please Sir, may I have your permission to release?" Stephanie begged. David paused before replying, to maintain the aura of control. Finally he spoke. "Rise to a crouching position and place yourself directly over the drain." Stephanie complied and waited with her ass cheeks tightly clenched. "You may release," came her Master's voice. With a sigh of relief, Stephanie let go of the strict control she had maintained and the fluid gushed out of her, flowing directly down the drain. "Refill the bag and repeat the process," David commanded when she had completely finished. Stephanie obeyed, and spent another 10 minutes in place, her back passage filled with enema solution. "Very good girl!" David said at the end of that time. "I am very pleased with you. Move back to the drain and you may release." Stephanie obeyed with alacrity. It had not been easy to obey his orders but as she felt the last of the liquid leave her, she realised that she was actually feeling fairly good! "Now I want you to lie down for a few minutes," David told her. "Let your body recover. You may then take a shower and prepare for your day. I will be in contact with you later." With that, he rang off and Stephanie retraced her steps back to her bedroom. She lay down on the bed for a few minutes until she felt her body normalise. In fact she very nearly drifted back off to sleep and was startled by her phone buzzing. "Wake up!" the message said. Once more stretching luxuriously, Stephanie slipped off the bed and padded into the bathroom. She removed the enema kit from the shower and cleaned it thoroughly before hanging it over the cupboard door to dry. Then she stepped into the shower and turned it to full power. She gasped as the water hit her skin like thousands of tiny needles. Leaning back, she looked up at the shower head. She hadn't noticed earlier, but it too had been changed from the rather ratty looking one she had inherited with the flat, to a brand new power shower! She moved back into the flow of water and relished the way the water energised her. She reached out and found a bottle of shower gel, again from The Bath House. She poured a liberal amount into her hands and feeling completely decadent, proceeded to lather it all over her body, sighing in pleasure at its soft, silky feel. Once she had rinsed off, she proceeded to wash and condition her hair. Instead of her usual, cheap, supermarket brands, she was using products by L'Occitaine, very expensive but boy, did they feel and smell good! By the time she was finished in the shower, she was feeling very pampered. She stepped out of the shower and proceeded to dry herself off. Again she revelled in the feeling of the soft, fluffy towels! She moved back into the bedroom and sat at her dressing table whilst she dried her hair. It didn't take long - one of the advantages of a short hairstyle! Then she looked for her moisturiser. Her normal brand had, yet again, disappeared. In its place was a jar of Crème de la Mer, a very expensive, very rich moisturiser. The silky, rich cream seemed to vanish as it was absorbed into Stephanie's skin, leaving it soft and smooth. Her phone buzzed once more and she picked it up to read the message. "You will wear the dress you received in the parcel," it said. "You may choose which underwear to go with it but know that I shall be disappointed if you choose incorrectly!" Stephanie frowned. This was obviously a test! She went to the wardrobe and brought out the dress. Laying it on the bed, she moved to her chest of drawers and sorted through the selection of underwear within it. After much deliberation, she chose a half cup balcony bra in a light gold satin and its matching thong. She had been tempted to go for the plain white set, but something told her that her Master would not be pleased with this choice. She also brought out a pair of sheer hold up stockings in a neutral colour. As she moved back to the bed, her phone buzzed once again. "Very good choice, sub. You are learning!" She smiled at her Master's praise and started to get dressed. As she finished, the phone buzzed again. "Be sure your make up is appropriate," the message read. Stephanie moved to the dressing table and opened the drawer. By now she was becoming used to her Master's way of doing things and was therefore unsurprised to find an array of expensive cosmetics contained within it. She drew out a palette of eye shadow and brushed a pale gold over her lids, shading it to a darker tone at the outside edges. She applied a light mascara to her lashes and a subtle line of kohl to her lower and upper lids. She blurred the lines slightly for a softer effect. She then chose a pale pink lipstick but did not apply it for the moment. She found she was ravenous and moved into the kitchen. She took out a loaf from the bread bin and made herself a liberal amount of toast and marmalade, accompanied by a large cup of tea. Feeling refreshed, she moved back into the bedroom and was just applying her lipstick when the doorbell rang. She glanced outside the window and saw that it was a beautiful sunny day, so she decided against wearing a coat. She picked up her handbag and made her way to the door. When she opened it, she found a smartly dressed chauffeur waiting. He touched the peak of his cap and said he had been told she would have some bags for him to transport. Stephanie stepped back and showed him the bags in the hall that she had filled the previous evening. "I see most of the bags have come from the charity shops, Ma'am," he said deferentially. "May I enquire what you wish done with the black bags?" "Oh, there's a clothing bank by the station," Stephanie replied. "Could we drop the black bags off there?" "Certainly Ma'am," the chauffeur replied, once again touching the peak of his cap before gathering up the bags. He proceeded to walk down the stairs and after locking her door, Stephanie followed him. As she exited the front door of the building, she sighed in pleasure. There, waiting in front of the building was a gleaming, silver Jaguar XJ. She had always had a soft spot for the British marque but had never dreamt of being able to ride in one! The chauffeur had already placed the bags in the boot and was now holding open the rear passenger door for her. She entered the car and settled down into the soft, leather upholstery. She had no idea where she was going, but she trusted her new Master and new it was bound to be an experience! The driver settled into position and the engine purred into life. Making sure nothing was coming, he smoothly pulled out into the mid-morning traffic. As requested, he stopped the car beside the tube station and placed the black bags into the clothes bank and then once more joined the flow of traffic making its way into the centre of London. Stephanie was excited and a little apprehensive. Her Master had told her that she was going to have a busy day but hadn't told her what this day would consist of! She watched through the window as the car moved through the West Way and Marylebone Road, passing by the Royal Academy of Music, before crossing over Oxford Street and eventually ending up outside a small, discreet establishment in Great Marlborough Street. Just a couple of hundred yards up the road she could see the establishment of Jasper Conran, a very well known, English designer. The façade of the building the car had pulled up in front was in the classic style, pale and elegant. The chauffeur exited the car and held open the door for Stephanie. He held out a hand to assist her as she stepped out onto the pavement and looked up at a dark navy front door. There was a discreet brass plate beside the door which read "Chantal's". The chauffeur rang the doorbell and within moments it was opened. "The young lady has an 11am appointment," the chauffeur said to the woman at the door and handing over a small card. The woman glanced at the card, then smiled warmly at Stephanie and ushered her inside. Stephanie was impressed with the view that greeted her. Deep, wine coloured carpets covered the floor and the furniture within screamed of taste and elegance. She was ushered through what was obviously a lobby area and into a large room with plenty of elegant but comfortable looking chairs. A distinguished looking, grey haired woman entered from between a pair of curtains at the far end of the room and came forward to greet them. "You are Miss Stephanie, yes?" she asked with the faintest trace of a French accent. "Mr Bourne has been in contact with me regarding your wardrobe. I have the items ready to display to you, if you will please be seated." As Stephanie took the seat indicated, bemused, the curtains drew back and a young woman entered. She was wearing a stunning dress, form fitting but elegant, made of silk brocade. Somehow, Stephanie managed to stop herself from gaping as she realised she was inside a couturier designer's showroom being shown an array of outfits that were to be for her! The proprietress, for that is who Stephanie realised she must be, leaned over and gave Stephanie a list. "This is the colour range that Mr Bourne has specified for your outfits," the woman told her. "Please choose which colours you would like for each outfit as it passes." Stephanie spent the rest of the morning sipping tea and looking at an array of outfits ranging from summer dresses through to evening wear. By the time she had seen everything, she had a complete new wardrobe that included everything she might possibly need from business attire through to casual days out and intimate nights in! The range of colours that David had specified were all striking. Jewel tones of red, purple, blue, turquoise, jade, etc, and bright colours like the buttercup yellow of the dress she was currently wearing. There were one or two items that he had already specified were to be either a crisp white, or a stark black, but other than that, it was clear he had no intention of allowing Stephanie to fade into the background! The woman rose, drawing a rather stunned Stephanie to her feet as she did so. "It is all rather overwhelming, yes?" she asked, smiling. "Yes it is," Stephanie said ruefully. "Nothing like this has ever happened to me before!" "Do not worry, Cherie," the woman said. "Mr Bourne is a valued client and I have seen him do similar things on many occasions! I think you have found a good man there!" she said, her eyes twinkling. Stephanie smiled shyly. This woman, who was so elegant, had a gentle, almost motherly air about her and Stephanie felt subtly reassured in her presence. An intercom chimed discreetly in the corner of the room and the woman moved over to answer. She exchanged a few murmured words before returning to Stephanie's side. "It seems, Cherie, as if we must say our goodbyes," she said. "Rest assured that I have your measurements and your new wardrobe will be delivered at the beginning of next week. Now you must hurry, your driver is waiting for you outside," she said and gently ushered Stephanie out. She walked down the steps in a daze. Couturiers only designed for a very select number of people and their clothes were subsequently extremely expensive. She shuddered to think just how much money this morning's outfit were costing her Master. There was no way she could ever possibly repay him for what he was doing for her! The chauffeur held open the car door for her and she absently smiled at him as she seated herself inside. She never even noticed when the car pulled away. After a short trip, she realised they were slowing down. A glance outside the window showed her they were in Regent Street and pulling up outside a very smart shoe shop. Once again, the chauffeur held open the door and assisted her out of the car. He walked with her into the shop and beckoned to one of the assistants. "Miss Day," he told her, "she has an appointment." The assistant smiled at Stephanie and asked her to take a seat. She then walked to the desk and typed a query into the computer. She smiled as she saw the list scroll down in front of her. Mr Bourne had ordered an extensive range of shoes, from court shoes through to sandals, every day wear to evening wear. There was also an asterisk beside the entry informing her that she needed to let the owner know Miss Day had arrived, which she duly did before moving back to where Stephanie sat. She explained that Mr Bourne had already placed an order but that the shoes were hand crafted and required detailed measurements. She took out a tape measure and made a number of measurements, including, to Stephanie's surprise, some around her thighs! When she was finished, the phone on the desk rang and she moved to answer it. She listened to the voice on the other end, then said that she understood. Returning to Stephanie, she asked her to follow her through to the back room. Stephanie rose and followed the assistant through a door discreetly placed in the back of the shop. She halted in amazement at what she saw. The room was lushly appointed with deep red carpet and curtains and walls covered with black, flocked paper. The room was surrounded with shelving, upon which a variety of shoes and boots had been arranged. These, however, were no ordinary shoes and boots! All of the shoes had stiletto heels of a height well above 5". Some looked like ballerina pointe shoes but with heels that kept them upright and made of either matte black or patent leather. Other had wide ankle straps which were closed with small padlocks. The prevailing colours were black, red and purple. Stephanie's wide eyed gaze moved to the shelves containing the boots. They ranged in length from just below the knee to top of the thigh. They ranged in style from those lacing up at the front, to side lacing to zips. Again, all heels were stiletto and a minimum of 5" high. A stern looking woman strode into the room and nodded curtly to the assistant, who silently handed over the sheet of measurements then withdrew back to the shop showroom. "Sit!" the woman commanded and without even thinking, Stephanie obeyed, sinking down onto a hard, leather clad stool. "Take off your shoes!" she ordered. Stephanie reached down and removed her shoes. The woman moved to the shelves and selected several pairs of shoes and two pairs of boots. She brought them back to where Stephanie was sitting. Relief flooded through her as Stephanie realised that none of the pairs of shoes were those of the ballerina type! They looked incredibly uncomfortable and impossible to walk on. Still, the shoes that the woman had brought with her were severe enough! The woman gripped Stephanie's ankles one by one and placed the first pair of shoes on her feet. They fit almost like a glove but the woman wasn't done! The shoes were one of those pairs that had a wide ankle strap and in short order, the woman had wrapped them around Stephanie's ankles and secured them. There was a very small gap between the leather and her skin. The woman made a small sound of displeasure and removed the shoes from Stephanie's feet. She repeated her actions with the second pair. These were the same as the first, but instead of a matte black, they were made of patent leather. When the ankle straps were fastened this time, they fit snugly. That pair came off, to be replaced with another pair of the same kind but this time in red leather. Again, the straps were slightly loose and the woman made another sound of displeasure. That pair were also removed, to be followed by the same pair in purple. This pair fit perfectly. The next two pairs were strappy sandals that again fastened with small padlocks. One pair was black, the other a deep purple. Finally, the woman reached for the boots. The first pair rose to mid-calf, lacing up the front. The second pair rose to just under her knee, also lacing up the front. Both pairs came with separate cuffs that locked around the top of each boot. Both pairs fit Stephanie like a glove. Finally, the woman was satisfied. Flight to Submission Ch. 07 "Mr Bourne has made his selection and I will make the necessary adjustments to your footwear," she said. "The items will be sent to your address in the next few days." Suddenly she smiled at Stephanie. "It has been a while since I had the pleasure of fitting one of Mr Bourne's subs," she said. "I thoroughly approve of his choice. You will do very well child!" Stephanie didn't know what to say but was saved from having to do so as the assistant re-entered the room. She crossed to the woman and murmured in her ear. "I believe you are expected for lunch," the woman told Stephanie, "So I won't keep you any longer." The assistant ushered Stephanie back into the front of the shop where the chauffeur was once again waiting for her. He guided her to the car and seated her inside. He settled into the driver's seat and once again guided the car out into the traffic. The jaguar moved smoothly along as the chauffeur deftly negotiated the lunch time traffic. After just a few minutes they were pulling up outside the Institute of Directors in Pall Mall. The chauffeur handed her from the car and guided her up the steps into the elegant lobby. He moved to the reception desk and spoke to the gentleman standing behind it. The man beckoned for a young man in uniform to approach and gestured to Stephanie. The young man walked over to where she was standing. "Please accompany me to the Members' Lounge," he said. "Your lunch companion is waiting for you." Stephanie was shown into an elegant room with walls painted an unobtrusive sage green, corniced ceilings and dark wood, leather upholstered seating. Gilt framed oil paintings lined the walls and the deep pile carpet absorbed all sound. There was a semi-private alcove set at the back of the room, and it was to here that Stephanie was led. Seated at the table was the most stunning woman Stephanie had ever seen. When she stood, Stephanie could see she was tall and willowy. She had large, expressive green eyes and high cheekbones set in a heart shaped face and her burnished copper hair was swept up into an elegant, knotted chignon. There was an inner strength to her that shone through and Stephanie could see that she was regarded with respect by the other member, mostly male, who were dining at nearby tables. The woman smiled at Stephanie and gestured for her to be seated. "My name is Alexandra, and David Bourne has asked me to introduce myself to you," she said. "I'm very pleased to meet you," Stephanie said, then gasped. Encircling the woman's neck was a twisted gold choker and her right wrist held the same bracelet as Stephanie herself was wearing! It couldn't be! How could this woman, who radiated power and composure, be a submissive. Alexandra noticed Stephanie's stunned expression and laughed softly. She ordered two glasses of iced water and sent the waiter away, allowing Stephanie to regain her composure. "Yes, I am a submissive like you," she said. "In fact, Master David trained me. He also found me the Master to whom I now belong and the relationship is so strong that we are now married." She smiled in reminiscence. "In fact our marriage ceremony was doubly significant in that the Collaring ceremony was an integral part of it! We committed ourselves to each other fully and irrevocably, and I can honestly say that I have never, for one moment, regretted my decision. When I met David, I was running my own PR business and highly successful, but I had a nagging feeling that something was missing in my life. My relationships never lasted, either because the man couldn't handle my success or because he was too weak in his interactions with me. It was David who recognised what I was and what I needed. I thought he was crazy at first, but he left me the space to consider what he had told me and the option to approach him should I decide that he was right. It took some soul searching, I can tell you, but I eventually decided that I should at least try to explore what he was suggesting. I made a call and we arranged to meet at his hotel. From the moment I walked through his door, he was the Dominant and I was amazed at how easily I slipped into the submissive role!" At Stephanie's incredulous look, Alexandra smiled. "You think because I was successful and powerful that I couldn't change so easily?" she asked. "Well, yes," Stephanie said, confused. "I mean, I can understand the feelings in myself. After all, I've never put myself forward in anything and prefer being in the background, really. But you, you're... well you're elegant and sophisticated and people obviously regard you with respect!" "Oh my dear girl," Alexandra laughed gently. "What we are in our outside lives, what we do, how successful or powerful we are, has no bearing whatsoever in what we truly are at heart!" She narrowed her eyes and gently shook a finger at Stephanie. "Let me tell you this and assure you of its truth. No real Master or Mistress wants a doormat! They want a submissive who is confident and proud of who and what she is. A true Master or Mistress revels in their submissive's success and accomplishment. Never think that being a submissive means you are somehow inferior to everyone else. Nothing could be further from the truth! A submissive chooses to give themselves to their Master/Mistress. This act of submission is not one of weakness but of strength! A submissive is not a slave, whose Master/Mistress controls their every act, a submissive is one who acknowledges the experience and knowledge of their Master/Mistress and makes the decision to place themselves under their guidance. It is an act both of self-knowledge and of supreme trust. A true Master/Mistress will not abuse this trust and will work diligently with their submissive to guide them along the path to becoming the best that they can be!" As Alexandra was explaining all of this, her eyes held Stephanie's, conveying the depth of her convictions and earnestness. There was no apology in those eyes, simply a deep and abiding belief in the words she was speaking. Stephanie felt the power of them sinking into her being. Alexandra smiled at the expression in Stephanie's eyes. She looked a little like a deer caught in the headlights, but Alexandra could tell that her words were resonating within the young woman in front of her. She gave a slight nod. Yes, David was right about this one! She was a true sub but she was too self-effacing. She needed to be shown her own value and moreover, she needed a friend who could understand how she felt, who could gently guide and support her on this new journey. She would have helped simply out of the gratitude she felt towards David for opening her to her true nature but now she was determined to help for the girl's own sake! David had briefed her about Stephanie's parents and looking at the girl in front of her, she cursed them roundly. The poor thing looked overawed and uncertain and yet to Alexandra's experienced eye, there was so much to her to be treasured! She touched Stephanie's hand lightly, bringing her back to the present. "Stephanie, if I know one thing, it is that Master David has never yet been mistaken in his judgement of a potential sub," she said. "He sees qualities in you that he wishes to bring out, to encourage and nurture and he has told me that he believes you will blossom into one of the best subs he has ever had the pleasure and honour to train. After meeting you, I can already see some of the things that he has!" she affirmed, holding Stephanie's eyes. "Now, shall we order lunch?" she asked in a lighter tone. "I don't know about you but I'm famished!" Stephanie smiled shyly as she nodded her agreement. She was still trying to come to terms with the fact that this obviously powerful woman was a sub, and from the looks of it, a very happy one. She wore the collar and bracelet with style and confidence. Stephanie looked down at the table. She couldn't imagine herself like this woman, but both her new Master and now Alexandra had both said they believed she had potential. Even the woman in the shoe shop had said something similar. Could they all be right? Could she really become as confident and assured as Alexandra? The two women settled down to eat discussing a wide range of topics as the meal progressed. Stephanie learned that Alexandra's firm catered to the top blue chip companies in the UK and that her client list was very select. She heard in detail about how she had first met David at a PR event that had been held here in the Institute of Directors. Alexandra in turn gently probed Stephanie for details of her life. She allowed her to open up about her parents and how she had decided on a career as a flight attendant in part to escape from her mother's domineering ways. She genuinely loved her father but Alexandra detected a brittleness when it came to her mother, almost as if Stephanie was an abused animal always waiting for that next blow to descend! Although Stephanie hadn't realised it, she had already taken steps towards self-confidence in that she had chosen a career that would remove her from her mother's influence, both emotionally and physically. Due to the nature of her job, Stephanie lived in Ealing, whereas her parents lived in Coniston, a small village in the Lake District, famous as the place where Donald Campbell broke four water speed records before his tragic death attempting to break the records once again. Stephanie's mother was a distant relation and very proud of the link between the families, something she never failed to highlight whenever meeting someone new! Alexandra also found out that although Stephanie had casual friendships amongst her colleagues, she maintained no close relationships and was something of a loner. Alexandra had a sneaking suspicion that her mother's behaviour towards her had caused Stephanie to be wary of letting anyone get close to her, afraid of getting hurt! As they finished their meal, Alexandra leaned across the table and captured Stephanie's hand. "Stephanie, I want you to know that I understand what you are currently going through," she said quietly and earnestly. "After all, I have been through it myself! I want you to know that you can always come to me if you ever have any questions, any doubts or fears!" She nodded as Stephanie looked at her in amazement. "Stephanie, I believe you are a truly remarkable woman ... you just don't know it yet!" she said smiling. "You have been lucky enough to have found David to be your Master. Trust him and believe in him if you cannot yet believe in yourself! If he sees something in you, then it is true!" Stephanie didn't know what to say! She felt as if she had been swept up in a whirlwind that was implacably eroding all the long-held beliefs she had had! She couldn't understand how all these new people could see something in her that her parents and friends hadn't recognised, that she herself hadn't recognised! Nevertheless, this constant affirmation of hidden qualities was steadily seeping into her consciousness! She smiled back at Alexandra. "I would very much like to take you up on your offer," she said. "That is, if you have the time to spare, I mean!" Alexandra squeezed Stephanie's hand in reassurance. "Stephanie, I have all the time in the world for you!" she said. "It would be my honour and my pleasure to help you through your first stages of training." She kept hold of Stephanie's hand as she continued. "I won't tell you that the training will be easy," she warned. "There will be times where it will be painful or humiliating, but you need to know that this is necessary. These things are used to break through your self-imposed barriers, to strip away all falsely held beliefs," she paused. "In a way," she said consideringly, "it is like basic training in the army. In order to create perfection - in your case a strong, self-confident, submissive - it is necessary to strip away all of the dross, everything that interferes with attaining that perfection." When put that way, Stephanie started to understand exactly what course she had started to chart. It would be hard but she had the guidance of a Master that she trusted and respected and the support of this woman, whom she had instinctively warmed to. "I understand," she said quietly, smiling shyly at Alexandra. Alexandra tapped her hand smartly. "That is something that needs to change immediately!" she chided, smiling as Stephanie looked at her in confusion. "You are too apologetic, too convinced that you are somehow less than others! That must change. Your Master will demand obedience, yes, but not blind obedience! You must be demure but within that must be an absolute belief in yourself," she paused, then added gently, "in other words, my dear, you need to learn to love yourself!" Tears brimmed in Stephanie's eyes. Nobody had taken the time to speak to her in this way. It was almost as if Alexandra could see into her soul, to the small part of her hidden away from the rest of the world! "Don't you dare!" Alexandra said laughing. "If you well up then so shall I and that will ruin my reputation as a hard-nosed businesswoman!" The idea was so ludicrous that it startled an answering laugh out of Stephanie and for some reason she immediately felt better. Alexandra delved into her back and brought out a neat business card. Turning it over, she wrote a number on the back before handing it to Stephanie. "If you need to talk just call my office and they will put you through," she said. "The number on the back is my private mobile that I keep with me 24/7. If you are having a crisis or really need to talk something through, call me. I will do everything I can to help and support you Stephanie," she continued, smiling. "I would like to think that you and I could become friends. I don't have many that I trust in that position, but I think you might well qualify!" She ignored Stephanie's blush and signalled to the waiter to bring the cheque. Once she had paid, she rose from the table and linked her arm in Stephanie's as the two women walked out to the entrance lobby. They stopped as they spotted the ever attentive chauffeur, patiently waiting. Alexandra took Stephanie by the shoulders and kissed her on each cheek. "Remember, Stephanie," she said quietly so that only she could hear, "Believe in your Master and believe in yourself! I do not waste my time with those who are not worthy of it, so believe me when I say I look forward to a long and lasting friendship between us." She gave Stephanie another small envelope, explaining that it was not to be opened until Stephanie had reached her next destination, then gave her a little push towards the chauffeur. She smiled slightly as the young woman thanked the chauffeur for holding the door as she walked out. She asked the receptionist to call for her car and once she was comfortably ensconced in the back seat, took out her phone and dialled a number. "You're right," she said as David answered her call. "She has the potential to be amazing but her mother did a real number on her! It's going to take some hard work to counteract that early conditioning." She paused and then made up her mind. "May I make a suggestion?" she asked quietly. "You may," David said. One of the reasons he had asked Alexandra to meet with Stephanie was to get the opinion of an experienced submissive. "I think that for now her training should concentrate on opening herself to her own sexuality and reinforcing a positive image of herself. I think you should avoid training involving humiliation until she has a stronger psyche. May I ask what you have done with her so far?" David outlined what he had done both in the hotel and via phone and text messaging. Alexandra thought hard for a moment, then gave her reply. "I think it may be safest at the moment, to keep the humiliation training as personal between yourself and her," she said slowly. You need to be able to break down all of those self-imposed barriers, and I warn you," she said firmly, "from what I have seen they are very high and very firmly rooted! But I think you need to hold off from anything that involves anyone other than you. There was silence on the other end of the line as David paused to consider her words. He had been thinking along the same lines but had wanted to get Alexandra's reading of Stephanie from a submissive's point of view. "Very well," he finally said. "I believe I know the way to proceed and I want to thank you for your assistance and input. It is very much appreciated." "Having met Stephanie, I would do this for her sake even if you hadn't asked me to keep an eye on her," Alexandra said. "She is so sure that she is worthless that it breaks my heart! Her parents should be shot for doing this to her! But I can sense there is steel underneath the fragility," she continued. "We just need to break through to that core and I think she might surprise us all with the difference!" "My thoughts exactly," David replied. "Thank you very much for today, Alexandra. Please give my best regards to Master James and I hope to catch up with you both when I'm next in London. Oh, and please thank him for his assistance with regards to Stephanie's apartment. My thanks to you too for seeing to the replacement of the items within the apartment. I am very grateful to you both." Alexandra leaned back in her seat as David rang off. It was going to be a very intense time for Stephanie but she was intrigued to see how everything would turn out. Meanwhile, Stephanie was once again being swept along in the jaguar towards her next destination. The car wound its way through central London and finally entering the theatre district. Stephanie's mouth fell open when the car pulled up in Monmouth Street outside a small shop with a brown façade and the title Coco de Mer emblazoned at the top in pink lettering. It was immediately apparent what the shop sold from the lingerie clad dummies in the window! Stephanie fumbled for the envelope that Alexandra had given her and with trembling fingers, ripped it open. Inside, in clear type were instructions from her Master. "Yesterday you received a selection of toys from me. However, certain items were left out as they would have been unwieldy to include in the parcel. You are to enter Coco de Mer and pick out the following: 2 riding crops, a schooling whip, a cane, 2 floggers and 2 paddles. You may choose from the selection in the shop but be aware that if I find you have been too lenient in your choices, I will replace the items with ones that will be far more harsh! Place the items on my account" The Chauffeur once again held open the door and assisted Stephanie to alight. She paused on the threshold, taking a deep breath before entering. She had quickly realised that her Master intended her to participate in her own punishments by selecting the tools to be used on her. Swallowing hard, she entered and walked to the counter where an assistant was standing. As the assistant looked enquiringly at her, Stephanie took hold of her courage and spoke up. "I am here to choose items for punishment," she said, trying to look as if this was something she did every day. "Certainly, madam," the young woman said professionally. "Please follow me." She led the way to the back of the store, past racks of exotic lingerie, costumes, various sex toys, hoods, blindfolds, restraints of all kinds, cuffs, collars and many more items that Stephanie couldn't at the moment take in as her mind was dwelling on the task ahead of her. Part of her was horrified but she was surprised to feel her panties becoming moist! The assistant stopped in front of a set of racks that surrounded a glass topped table. Upon that table were laid out a selection of multi-stranded floggers and a few paddles of various sizes and materials. The racks contained a selection of whips and canes together with further styles of floggers and paddles. Again Stephanie swallowed hard and then bearing in mind her Master's warning, started to study what was on offer. She took her time, trying to ignore the assistant standing deferentially by. She was amazed by the wide selection there seemed to be. She saw riding crops with leather tips that ranged from wide to narrow, from elegant simplicity to fancy stoning. Canes in various shapes and colours. She bit her lip as she looked at these and the schooling whips. Strokes from either of these items would hurt! A lot! Floggers ranged from those with soft, wide strands to those with much thinner strands, knotted at the end of each. Paddles ranged from solid, polished wood through to those clad in leather, from smooth surfaces through to studded and from solid through to splits or cut out designs. Stephanie felt slightly overwhelmed but could almost feel her Master's presence silently demanding that she make her choice! Flight to Submission Ch. 07 She finally made her decision and picked out 2 riding crops, both with narrow tips but one was styled like a traditional hunting crop and the other like a normal crop. Neither were flashy, Stephanie knew instinctively that her Master would disapprove of anything that looked cheap, and Stephanie thoroughly agreed! The cane was straight, with a leather wrapped handle and the schooling whip was again in a plain, elegant style. Next came the paddles. She chose one of solid leather and, greatly daring, chose a second leather one with a black and gold lace-look insert. This left the floggers. She chose two that contrasted. The first had a multitude of soft, suede tails with a short handle, the second consisted of much thinner strands in a harder leather with knots at the end of each strands. She swallowed as she placed it on the table beside the other items - she knew it would likely hurt, but she was worried that the first flogger she had chosen would not match her Master's expectations and had therefore tried to offset that with the choice of a harsher second option. The assistant gathered up the chosen items and took them back to the counter. She placed them on top and asked Stephanie to wait a moment whilst she entered them into the computer and brought out a box that would contain everything. This was wrapped in elegant paper and handed to Stephanie. "A very good choice, madam," the assistant said, smiling at Stephanie professionally. Then she winked and grinned. "I'm sure you'll have LOTS of fun with these!" she said conspiratorially. Stephanie was caught between embarrassment and laughter and eventually chose laughter. She couldn't help it, the assistant's grin was so infectious! "I hope so!" she said, greatly daring, then hurried out of the shop. She handed the chauffeur her package, which he stowed in the boot of the car and settled back into the soft leather upholstery. She was exhausted! Shopping was tiring on the best of days and when combined with the KIND of shopping she had been doing, plus the intense conversation at lunch, she was feeling pretty drained! The chauffeur glanced at her in his rear view mirror, smiling slightly as he saw her face relax as she closed her eyes. He was one of David's most trusted drivers and he had been ordered to keep a subtle eye on her through the day to make sure she wasn't too overwhelmed by events. He had, in fact, cut the shoe appointment slightly short as he could tell she had reached her limits. He quietly let in the clutch and pulled out into the traffic, heading back to Ealing Common and her apartment. Flight to Submission Ch. 08 Stephanie let her mind drift as the car whisked her smoothly home. So much had happened today and she was struggling to assimilate it all. By far the most powerful impression had been left by Alexandra and the words she had spoken. Stephanie was still finding it difficult to reconcile the confident, self-assured woman who had sat in front of her, with her image of a submissive! However, she could not doubt the sincerity of her words. Alexandra's eyes had conveyed her sincerity and strong belief in what she was saying! Stephanie was also still trying to come to terms with the fact that she had chosen the instruments of her punishment! If someone had told her just a few days ago that she would walk into a sex shop (even if it was a high class boutique) and purchase a range of whips and assorted spanking items, she would have called them crazy! Before she knew it, the car had pulled up outside her home and the chauffeur was opening the door for her. He handed her out of the car and then walked back to the boot, where he removed the box from Coco de Mer. Stephanie blushed as she recalled the items that were in that box! She grabbed her keys from her bag and opened the front door, leading the way up the three flights of stairs to her apartment. As she opened the door, she turned to smile at the chauffeur, thanking him for his time and patience. He tipped his hat to her and assured her it had been a pleasure. He handed her the box and retraced his steps back down to the car. Stephanie closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a moment, collecting her thoughts. Then her phone buzzed. "You have 2 minutes to strip naked," the message read. With a start, Stephanie recalled her Master's earlier instructions that she be naked in her apartment at all times and that there was CCTV in the apartment. He had obviously known the moment she stepped inside her front door! She hurried to the bedroom and stripped off her clothes. To be honest, it felt good to be out of the high heeled shoes. Shopping always made her feet ache! The phone buzzed again. "You may run yourself a hot bath and relax for 45 minutes, after which you will put on the black and purple corset and the breast and clit suction cups," was the message. Stephanie shivered a little, wondering how those items would feel. However, she knew she had no choice but to obey! She padded into the bathroom and started running the water, adding a generous amount of the bath oil. As she waited for the bath to fill, she examined herself in the mirror. The welts from her punishment session had now faded to a pale red. She ran her hands lightly over her body, tracing the contours of her breasts and stroking her fingers over her mound. She noticed that her nipples started to harden in reaction and was surprised at the speed of their response! On the CCTV, David watched as Stephanie repeated the exercise he had given her yesterday, lightly exploring her body with her fingers. He was impressed. She had taken the initiative and was doing something that only yesterday would have been outside her comfort zone! The changing sound of the water recalled Stephanie to her surroundings and she hurried back to find the bath full of water and soft, rich bubbles. She tested the water with her elbow & winced slightly. The water was very hot, but she decided that if she entered slowly enough, it would be bearable. Inch by inch she slipped into the bath until at last she was fully immersed, with the steaming water lapping around her collar bone. She allowed her head to fall back onto the edge of the bath, closed her eyes and let the heat soothe and relax her. Time seemed suspended as she let her mind go blank. 45 minutes passed before Stephanie was roused from her lassitude by her phone buzzing. Reluctantly she dragged herself up and stepped out of the bath, wrapping a soft, fluffy towel around her body as she did so. She dried herself off and made her way into the bedroom. She removed the corset from the drawer and also the pumps. She frowned slightly as she realised how hard it would be to put the corset on whilst her skin was still hot from the bath. Moving back into the bathroom, she found a bottle of talcum powder in the bathroom cabinet and dusted her body with it. The result was that her skin felt silky soft and smooth. She moved back to her bedroom and wrapped the corset around her. Moving slowly but determinedly, she closed each clasp until her body tightly encased. Again, she felt the constriction of her breathing, the need to take shallow breaths. She realised that when it came to attaching the vacuum tube to her clit, she was going to have to do it by touch alone. There was no give in the corset whatsoever, which meant she would not be able to bend her body enough to see what she was doing! She decided to attach the breast cups first and reached for the first one. She found that in order for the cup to sit properly, she had to lift her breast until there was a sufficient gap between its base and the corset for the rim of the cup to sit. She repeated the process with the other breast. Both were now encased in clear, plastic domes. Next she reached for the vacuum tube for her clit. She very soon realised that she was not going to be to accomplish anything in a sitting position, so she lay on her back on the bed, drew her legs up until her knees were in the air and spread them. She slipped her fingers between her folds and slid them towards her mound until they located her small nub. She worked her fingers until she could feel it swell and then with the other, slipped the glass over & secured it. She connected the hoses to the pump and switched on both dials. Her breasts and clit were immediately surrounded by vacuum, making Stephanie moan at the unaccustomed sensations. Within a very short space of time, her breasts and clit were throbbing. All of a sudden there was a slackening of pressure before once again the air was drawn out. Her phone buzzed. "Continue this exercise for 30 minutes," the message read. "The pump has been pre-set." Stephanie lay back down on the bed squirming from time to time as the pump stimulated her breasts and clit. After 30 minutes, she switched of the pump and removed the cups and tube. As she removed the tube, her fingers accidently brushed against her clit and she moaned at the intense sensations that shot through her body from the hypersensitive nub. Her phone buzzed once again. "Remove the breast cups and replace with the nipple tubes," it read. "Get the clit clip and secure it around your clitoris and then attach the nipple tubes and switch on the pump again. You will continue this exercise for a further 30 minutes," it continued. Stephanie reached over to her bedside table, opened the drawer and withdrew the clit clip. She groaned as she tried to manoeuvre it around her highly sensitised clit and gasped when it finally settled into place, its tight grip providing constant stimulation. She could feel her pussy, which was already damp from the earlier clit pumping, get even wetter! Trying to ignore the sensations washing through her body, Stephanie attached the nipple tubes with shaking hands and secured them in place before switching on the dial on the pump. She moaned out loud as the air was sucked out of the tubes, her nipples responding immediately by engorging as blood rushed into them. She lay back on the bed and tried very hard to keep control of herself for the next 30 minutes as the pump mercilessly sucked and released around her nipples. By the end of the allotted time, Stephanie was breathing heavily, her clit and nipples were throbbing and she was hot all over. She removed the tubes with shaking fingers and lay back on the bed for a while, desperately trying to regain her composure. She was feeling so turned on! Eventually, by concentrating on her breathing, Stephanie managed to reassert enough control over her wilful body to realise that she was hungry. She swung her legs off her bed and moved into the kitchen to find something to eat. With the highly restrictive corset, she didn't feel like eating anything heavy and finally settled on an omelette. She was a good cook and the omelette was light and fluffy, filled with creamy cheese. She washed it down with a glass of cold fruit juice, then placed the empty plate and glass into the sink. By then time she had finished, the clock was reading 8pm and Stephanie realised it was time to get ready the flight tomorrow. She had an early start as the flight left Heathrow at 9:45am and she had to be at the airport 2 hours earlier. That meant rising at 6:30am in order to be on time. She had moved into the bedroom and was just finishing up packing her carry-on case for the morning when the phone range. She picked it up immediately and without thinking said "Yes Master?" "Well done, sub," David's voice glowed with approval. "You are learning quickly! Did you enjoy your day?" "It was a little overwhelming, if I'm honest," Stephanie replied. "Those places the chauffeur took me too were extremely expensive and I'm worried about how much money you are spending on me!" "Stephanie," David said firmly, "it is not a sub's place to worry about how much their Master spends on them. It is their place to accept obediently and appreciate what is given!" Stephanie flushed at the gentle rebuke in his voice. "Yes Master," she said. "Thank you very much for everything. I've never worn such beautiful clothing before and the shoes are incredible!" "Much better answer, sub," David said with a smile in his voice. "Now have you finished packing?" "Yes Master, I have," she said. "I have a short task for you tonight as I know you have an early start," David told her. "You will remember that I told you to watch a DVD last night? Well I want you to watch the next scene before you go to bed. You may play with yourself as you watch but you will not cum. Your orgasms are owned by me, as is your body and I will determine when you are ready to cum for me! Do you understand?" he asked firmly. "Yes Master," Stephanie replied, wondering how she was going to cope. Her body was still aroused from the earlier pumping and the clit clip was keeping her clit highly sensitive. She had hoped to be able to give herself some relief tonight but her Master had just banned her from doing so! "Very well," David said. "I will see you tomorrow. You will wear the white lace half cup bra and matching thong under your uniform" Stephanie closed up the carry-on bag and laid out her uniform, complete with underwear, ready for the following day. Then she returned to the living room, sat down on the sofa and switched on the TV, pressing play on the DVD player as she did so. The screen was dark for a moment and then the lights came up. In the centre of the screen, bathed in a spotlight, a woman was bent backwards over a frame. She was naked except for a pair of very high heeled, black shoes. Her ankles had been cuffed to one side of the frame and her arms had been slotted through a narrow gap, with her wrists attached to her ankles. Her long, red hair had been put in a tight braid, the end of which had been tied to a bar under her ass, tilting her head back so she faced the floor. The camera panned around face the woman and Stephanie could see that a large ring gag had been placed in her mouth. Saliva was already starting to leak out of her mouth and run down her face. Stephanie noticed that the frame was raised a good foot off the ground, with the woman's face approximately 3 feet higher again. The camera returned to the front of what was obviously a stage and switched from close-up to wide-angle. A tall, muscular man walked into the pool of light. His face was masked but the spotlight picked up the brilliant blue of his eyes, which contrasted vividly with his thick, dark, wavy hair. He held a bundle of something in his hands but Stephanie could not see what it was. The woman on stage, however, obviously knew and moaned through her gag. The man unravelled the items in his hands and one by one, started pinning jet black pegs onto the woman's body. He started at the tops of her breasts, the pegs biting into the fleshy orbs, continuing down her body in a line, taking in her nipples and finally ending with three on each of her pussy lips. Next the man tied what looked to be strong, black twine through the last pegs before running it through each peg in turn, finishing with the ones at the tops of the woman's breasts. He continued to unwind the twine until he reached her hanging head. He shook out the final sections, which fell about 6" below the woman's head. He then drew two further items from his pockets. The woman groaned again as he held them in front of her eyes before tying them to each end of the twine. Stephanie could then see that these were small, but evidently heavy weights! One by one the man fed them into the woman's mouth and then stood back to watch with his arms folded. Stephanie had watched with horror, her body flinching in sympathy as each peg had bitten into the woman's skin but her body was experiencing a different reaction. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was starting to get wet. She had a moment of disorientation as she imagined she was the red-headed woman bent backward over that frame and her pussy throbbed in response! Almost of its own volition, one of her hands crept down and started to rub her swollen and highly sensitive clit, whilst the other started playing with each of her nipples in turn, rubbing and pinching them as they grew harder and more erect. She watched, held spellbound by the tension on the screen as the woman desperately tried to keep the round weights from slipping out of her mouth. Then, on the other side of the screen, a naked man walked into the circle of light, out of sight of the woman as he approached from behind her. He was blond, very muscular and wore a leather and stainless steel chastity device which encircled his waist with a strap running between his legs, to which was attached a stainless steel cage that encircled his balls and semi-erect cock. The device was locked into place with a small but strong looking padlock. As he turned to retrieve something from the shadows, it was apparent from the slight bulge in the harness covering his ass, that a fairly large butt plug was embedded inside him. When he turned back, Stephanie gasped as she saw what he was holding. It was a Wand similar to the one that had been used on the woman in the scene she had watched the night before. She remembered how difficult it had been for the woman to resist and how strongly she had cum when given permission. As the male sub slowly approached the woman bound to the frame, Stephanie shuddered as she suddenly realised what was going to happen. She did not know, could not know, that the male sub had been deliberately aroused before being locked into the chastity device and then told that he would not be allowed to attain a full erection and cum unless her first made the woman on the frame cum. He was determined to succeed in this and no amount of begging or feeling sorry for the female sub was going to deter him! Stephanie watched, tensely as he slowly drew closer to the woman's pussy. His bare feet made no sound as he approached and the woman consequently had no idea he was there. Finally he was close enough that his thighs almost touched hers. He slowly moved the Wand forward until it hovered directly above her clit & pussy. Stephanie's own pussy clenched in anticipation of what was about to happen. The male sub switched on the wand and Stephanie heard the woman wail as she recognised the sound. Her body tensed and then quivered as the male sub pushed the wand in hard against her clit. He kept it there, grinding it against her, then drawing back slightly before grinding it in again. The woman wailed and the camera panned around to get a close up of her face, her eyes begging her Master for mercy. The camera pulled back to wide angle, showing her Master still standing with his arms folded, watching impassively and ignoring his sub's increasingly desperate pleas. Glued to the scene in front of her, Stephanie's hands were now in constant motion. Her pussy was sopping wet and throbbing, her nipples hard and her clit was so sensitive she could barely stand to touch it! Her breathing, constricted as it was by the corset, was fast and shallow and her skin felt like it was on fire! On screen, the trembling of the female sub's body was growing stronger and stronger as the Wand continued to assault her pussy. She was moaning constantly. Then the male sub flicked the Wand onto high power and the woman screamed. Her body tensed then bucked as she was driven over the edge, into a powerful orgasm. Then she screamed again as the weights slipped from her mouth and fell towards the floor, ripping the pegs off her body as they dropped. Stephanie couldn't take her eyes off the screen as fluid sprayed from the woman's pussy, drenching the male sub's imprisoned cock. She saw him close his eyes and grimace, obviously turned on by what had just happened but unable to do anything about it! With a start, Stephanie realised that she was right on the edge herself and abruptly pulled her hands away from her body, switching off the DVD and TV as she did so. Her body screamed out in frustration as she obeyed her Master's orders. Tremors were running through her. Her skin was hot & flushed, her pussy and clit throbbed in parallel, demanding release! Her nipples were hard and it was only by the severe application of willpower that Stephanie kept her hands away from herself. As she rose from the sofa she noticed the juices running down her legs from her pussy and paused in stunned amazement. This had never happened to her before. Usually when she played with herself she never reached climax and was left feeling slightly let down by the whole experience. That was why she never usually bothered. Tonight was completely the opposite. All she wanted to do was grab one of the dildos that her Master had sent to her and pump it into her pussy, hard and fast! Biting her lip, she moved to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. It didn't help much but gave her a little breathing space so that she could turn her mind to calming herself down. Returning to the bedroom, she looked at the clock and saw that time had flown by. If she didn't get to bed soon, she would never get up in time tomorrow! She sat down on the bed and slowly unfastened the corset, breathing a sigh of relief when its tight constriction finally fell away. Taking a deep breath, she moved her fingers down to her highly sensitised clit and tried to ease the clip off without stimulating herself further. She cried out as the clip came off, desperately trying to fend off the sensations flooding through her. In desperation, she walked into the shower and turned on the water, feeling it sluice over her body as she stood there trembling. When she had calmed down a little, she dried herself off and walked over to the bed. She slipped between the sheets and closed her eyes. It was a long time before she could get to sleep that night! Flight to Submission Ch. 09 Stephanie awoke the next morning to her phone buzzing. Luckily she was the sort of person who went from asleep to wide awake almost immediately and her eyes were able to focus on what the message said. "Only fill the enema bag half full today," it read. "I do not want my sub to suffer any negative effects during the flight. Rest assured that as your Master, I will never endanger your working relationships or your work performance!" Stephanie glanced at her clock and saw it was slightly before 6:30am. She marvelled that her Master was awake at that hour as she knew Miami was several hours behind London time. She slipped out of bed and padded into the bathroom to perform her morning rituals. She made sure to follow her Master's orders, knowing there was the distinct possibility that he would be watching her. As she switched on the shower and stood under the cascade of hot water, she luxuriated in the feel of the expensive products that were now hers to use. Somehow her skin felt softer, and her hair definitely felt silkier! Once dry, she made herself a light breakfast before moving back into the bedroom and dressing in her uniform. She checked to make sure she had everything, then remembering that she would be meeting her Master that evening, she hastily added the chiffon blouse and skirt to her carry-on. She wanted to look her best for him and she knew the lavender blouse suited her complexion perfectly. She also added some of the cosmetics to her handbag and finally she was ready. She was moving towards the front door when the bell rang. She was startled. Who on earth would be ringing her doorbell at this hour? She opened the door and standing outside was the same chauffeur who had driven her yesterday. He smiled at her and held out his hand for her carry-on. Slightly stunned, Stephanie handed it over and followed him downstairs and into the car. "Mr Bourne's compliments, Miss," the chauffeur said. "He is unwilling to risk your safety on the London Underground at this time of the morning. From now on I will be collecting you and driving you to and from the airport." "T-thank you," Stephanie stammered. "I'm sorry, I didn't get your name yesterday." "Its Brookes, Miss," he replied. "And may I say what a pleasure it is to be driving for a young lady such as yourself!" Stephanie blushed in pleasure at his words. "Thank you," she said. "You're very kind." The chauffeur smiled at her in his rear view mirror then smartly pulled out into the traffic that was now starting to build up. He negotiated the route to the airport with calm efficiency and had soon dropped Stephanie off at the departures gate. He opened the car door and assisted Stephanie out before removing her bag from the boot. Then he watched as she walked confidently through into the terminal. Luckily none of Stephanie's colleagues had seen her arrive. She wasn't sure how she would have explained being dropped off by a chauffeur driven car! She made her way through the terminal to the crew briefing room. Thanks to the chauffeur, she was the first one there and had time to pour herself a cup of tea before the others started to arrive. As she sat waiting, she could feel the lace of her bra rub lightly against her nipples. She couldn't believe how even that slight sensation was causing her pussy to tighten. She realised that she was more aware of her body than she had ever been in her life. It was as if she had somehow been out of focus, the signals muffled until her Master had started to fine tune her! She was distracted from her thoughts as the rest of the crew filed in to receive their briefing. Then it was all go as they made ready for the flight. She worked in easy companionship with Jenny, preparing the First Class section for their passengers. They had been doing this run now for over a year and worked well together, having fallen into a routine where each did specified tasks so that they didn't get in each other's way. Stephanie took a look at the passenger manifest and realised it should be an easy trip. The cabin would be less than half full. Finally it was time and Stephanie and Jenny stood at the entrance to the cabin, greeting their guests and showing them to their seats. It was an uneventful and relaxing flight. Jenny seemed a little subdued and kept darting surreptitious glances at Stephanie but she held her peace. There was something subtly different about her friend today but she couldn't pin down what it was. It wasn't until the end of the flight when she realised that Stephanie was holding herself with more poise and confidence. Not for the first time, Jenny wondered exactly what had happened to her friend on their last layover in Miami. For her part, Stephanie had been aware of her friend's covert scrutiny but was determined to fend off any awkward questions. She kept herself busy throughout the flight and whilst she was as friendly as ever, she didn't try to initiate conversation when Jenny proved to be so quiet. In fact, her friend's silence was a relief as Stephanie was beginning to feel the first fluttering of nerves in her stomach as she anticipated meeting her Master once more! As they started preparations for landing, Jenny cornered Stephanie in the galley. "A bunch of us are going out tonight," she said casually. "Do you fancy coming along?" "Thanks," Stephanie said. "But it's too short a notice. I've already made dinner plans and I can't break them." Jenny looked at her friend suspiciously. Since when did she make plans independent of the crew? Stephanie held her gaze steadily. She was not going to allow herself to be intimidated or otherwise persuaded to change her mind! Even if that had been an option, she was beginning to realise that she was getting very tired of everyone assuming that she would just fall in with their plans! Eventually Jenny was forced to back down. "Ok, have it your own way," she muttered before turning away to ostensibly check that the duty free trolleys had been stowed securely. This change in attitude in her friend was putting her off balance and with a shock she realised that she was so used to Stephanie falling in with whatever she suggested, that she had been taking her for granted! She took a long, hard look at herself and realised that she didn't like this side of her nature. Stephanie had been so accommodating, so willing to fall in with whatever plans that she had made that she had started to think of her friend as an extension of herself. She pulled herself together and smiled warmly at Stephanie. "Of course, honey," she said. "I'm sorry, I should have asked whether you had plans rather than assuming you didn't." "It's ok," Stephanie said smiling. Very relieved in this change of attitude in her friend. "Normally I'd have loved to come along, but this dinner is important and I cannot break the engagement," There was no more time to chat as the seat belt lights came on and the plane began its descent into Miami. The next 30 minutes were taken up with the duties associated with disembarking their passenger. Finally, everyone had left the plane. Retrieving her carry-on, Stephanie waved to her friend Jenny, telling her that she had to dash. Before she could reply, she was out of the plane and making her way through the gate. As soon as she was inside the terminal, she drew out the phone David had given her and turned it on. As soon as it linked with a local network, the phone buzzed. The message read "go to the ladies room. Remove your bra and panties and place them in your handbag. There will be a car waiting for you outside the arrivals hall." Stephanie's pulse quickened as she read her Master's orders. She realised she would have to walk through immigration without any underwear and although slightly shocked, she noticed that once again her pussy was getting moist! She slipped into the nearest ladies toilet and entered a stall. Once there, she took off her jacket and blouse before removing her bra. With fingers that trembled slightly, she replaced her blouse and jacket before taking off her panties. She opened her handbag and placed both the bra and panties inside, thankful that it was large enough to hold them without a tell-tale bulge! She stepped out of the stall and moved to the wash basins. She splashed her face with cool water and patted it dry, then took out the cosmetics from her bag and began to carefully apply them. When she had finished, she looked at herself critically in the mirror. Staring back at her was the face of a sophisticated woman, make-up subtle but enhancing her natural features. She hoped her Master would be pleased! She emerged from the ladies room and made her way through the terminal, acting as casually as she could, trying not show any nervousness about wearing no underwear! She managed to get through immigration without a problem and was soon moving towards the entrance. As she exited the terminal, a man in a chauffeur's uniform approached her. "Miss Day?" he asked. "Yes, that's me," she replied. "Mr Bourne has sent me to collect you. I believe you were informed of this?" he asked, handing over an envelope. Stephanie opened it and read the note inside that told her the chauffeur's name was Malcolm and that he would bring her to the hotel. Stephanie was relieved to receive the note. She had been a little wary when the chauffeur had approached her. This was America after all and you could never be too careful when in a foreign country! "Yes, that's right," she replied and handed Malcolm her carry-on. With smooth efficiency, he placed the bag in the boot of a silver E-Class Mercedes. He held the door open for Stephanie and closed it when she had settled herself inside. He moved out into the traffic and soon they were smoothly pulling up outside the St. Regis Bal Harbour Resort. Stephanie left the car and took her carry-on from the chauffeur before walking through the entrance into the hotel. She paused, letting her eyes adjust to the interior lighting, and saw David rising from a chair in the lobby lounge. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips. Being back in his magnetic presence was already having a powerful effect on her. She fought the need to lower her eyes in front of him, remembering that they were in public. David walked up to her, took her hand in his and turned it over before dropping a kiss on her palm. Stephanie's pussy quivered at the sheer sensuality of the action. David smiled down at her, knowing full well the effect he was having on his sub. "I thought we might enjoy some tea together," he told her as he guided her to a table in the hotel's café. He held out a chair and seated her before moving around the table and seating himself opposite her. A waiter appeared at the table immediately and David gave his order in a quiet voice. "Now sub, hand over your bra and panties to me," David commanded. Stephanie flushed as she realised what she would have to do in full view of everyone in the café. Luckily the items were so delicate that she managed to hand them over unobtrusively. David received them calmly and then placed them in the inside pocket of his jacket. They then made small talk until the tea arrived, with Stephanie being very aware of the slight bulge that indicated her underwear. She prayed that nobody else would notice! When the waiter brought his order, David indicated that Stephanie should pour the tea, noting in passing that she used the English method of adding milk before the tea. He nodded to himself. Yes, she would do very nicely! He captured Stephanie's attention by laying a hand over hers. As she lifted her eyes to his, he spoke quietly. "I believe this is your last flight before you take leave?" he said. "Yes, Sir," Stephanie replied. "I have a proposition for you," David told her. "I am prepared to devote 1 week to give you intensive, full-time training. You will accompany me to my home where you will be given a concentrated training programme. At the end of that week, should you achieve the standard I expect from you, you will receive a suitable reward." Stephanie stared at her Master. Part of her was taken aback at the speed with which he was moving, but another part was yearning towards the prospect of being under his care for an entire week. Her brow wrinkled as she considered the logistics. Although she had the time booked off, she hadn't made any plans and had, in fact, being dreading the fact that her mother would have assumed she would come to visit and issued a demand to do so! She was almost relieved by the fact that her Master's proposition would neatly remove that obligation. However, she had the return flight to attend before she could agree to his proposition. "Sir," she said, using the more discreet title as they were in public, "I have to complete my rostered flight." "I can arrange for someone to take your place on the return flight," David told her, "but you must make up your mind here and now. Bear in mind, I expect you to make the correct decision." By the tone of his voice, Stephanie knew her Master expected her to choose to accompany him to his home. Deep down, she knew there was no choice. She had by now, started to realise that she needed what he was offering. For the first time in her life she was feeling and experiencing true fulfilment. She was having the occasional pang of guilt, that small voice telling her that she shouldn't be doing what she was doing, feeling what she was feeling, but Stephanie had a suspicion that with the training her Master was offering, that small voice would become quieter and quieter until eventually it disappeared. No, she decided. She really did have no choice. David watched the play of expressions cross Stephanie's face as she considered his proposition. He was glad she was taking the time to consider everything seriously. This was not a casual thing that he was offering. The training he was proposing could very well change Stephanie's entire life and he needed to be sure that if she accepted, it was with no reservations. Finally, Stephanie looked up at her Master. "If you're sure you can find a replacement for my flight back to England, then I would very much like to accompany You to be trained." David smiled as she gave the answer he had expected. He picked up his phone and dialled a number. When it picked up, he made arrangements for a replacement flight attendant to take Stephanie's place on the return flight. Stephanie was amazed at the connections her Master seemed to have as he informed her that everything had been arranged. Once they had finished their tea, David suggested that they took some time to rest before the evening. He explained to Stephanie that her training would be arduous and he wanted her well refreshed before it began. They made their way to the penthouse suite where, without even waiting for her Master's command, Stephanie stripped off her clothes and stood naked before him. David was impressed. Even after a long flight, his sub was eager to demonstrate her acceptance of her place! He ushered her over to the sofa in the main room and sat down, indicating that she should sit beside him. Turning toward her, he took her hand in his and studied her intently. Once again, Stephanie found herself held captivated by her Master's gaze. "Stephanie," he said quietly, "now we are alone and you have made this commitment, there are things I need to explain to you." Stephanie looked at him and nodded, slightly puzzled. "I do not have a full time submissive, nor do I wish to," David continued. "I am a training Master, which means that potential submissives come to me to be trained for other Masters." He watched carefully as Stephanie absorbed this information. Although she was looking disappointed, she was obviously waiting for him to continue his explanation, her body and silence conveying a trust in him that was heart-warming. "Occasionally, a woman comes to my attention who is latently submissive but has the potential to become something very special. You are one such woman, which is why I made the initial approach on the plane and my offer to you during that first lunch. Stephanie, you need to understand that I intend to match you to the Master with whom you will be most compatible, so that you may both enjoy the fullest and most fulfilling of relationships." He smiled gently at her. "You are a lovely, young woman, Stephanie and you deserve a Master close to your age with whom you can blossom and grow! I am not that Master. I am too old for you and I am already engaged to a woman who completes me as I complete her. It is my wish for you to find a Master who will do the same for you." Stephanie's mouth had formed a small 'o' of astonishment as she listened to everything David had to say. Part of her was desperately sad that this charismatic man would not be her Master forever, but another, more logical part, recognised the validity of his arguments. She was only twenty three years old, with her life stretching ahead of her. She could tell by the few strands of silver in his hair that David had to be in his mid-forties, making an age gap of twenty years! She was wise enough to realise that although she respected and admired him now, she could foresee a time when perhaps not that respect, but something else, something indefinable that made up what she felt about him now, would wane. "I understand," she said quietly. David held her eyes, looking deeply into them to ascertain if she really did understand what he had said or if she was just agreeing because she believed that was what she ought to say. What he saw in her eyes reassured him. She was looking back at him steadily, her eyes telling him that she had worked through the ramifications for herself and that she understood the reasons behind his actions. "The other item I wanted to address is also one of great importance," David said. "During this next week, the training will be extremely intensive. There may come a time when you feel you cannot continue. If this happens, you must use a safe word." At Stephanie's questioning look, he explained further. "A safe word is one that tells your Master that you have reached your absolute limits. When you speak your safe word, your Master will immediately stop what he is doing and ask you if you can tell him exactly why you spoke it, what it was about what was happening that pushed you to speak. A safe word is not to be used on a whim, Stephanie. It is not to be used if you don't feel like continuing. It is only to be used if you absolutely cannot bear to continue. Do you understand what I am saying?" Stephanie thought for a moment. She had already understood that the intensive training week was likely to push her far beyond what she had already experienced and she was relieved that she would have some way of indicating if she felt overwhelmed or scared. Looking at her Master, seeing the concern and sincerity in his eyes, she resolved to only use a safe word if she absolutely had to! "What word should I choose as a safe word, Master?" she asked. "Try and choose a word that is not commonplace," David advised. "Don't use anything that could be uttered in the throes of passion. Choose something that will stand out, preferably something short!" Stephanie thought hard for a moment, trying out several words in her mind. She was a fan of Science Fiction and fantasy fiction and finally a word stood out in her mind. "Would Dragon be appropriate?" she asked. She had to laugh at David's startled look. He obviously hadn't come across that one before! "Uh, yes," he said in a bemused voice. "If that's the one you want to use, I will make a note of it. Now, would you like a glass of juice before getting some rest?" he continued, changing the subject. When Stephanie said yes, he crossed the room to the bar and poured two glasses of juice. He added a mild sleeping draught to Stephanie's glass. He wanted to ensure that she was well rested before her journey to his home in the keys. Flight to Submission Ch. 09 He walked back to where Stephanie was standing and handed her the glass of juice. "I've added a mild sedative to this," he advised her. You've had a long flight and I would like you to feel refreshed before our long journey tonight." As she started to drink, he walked into his bedroom and returned with her collar and cuffs and the leather leash. Taking the empty glass from her and placing it on the table, he ordered her to assume Position 1. She immediately complied. David corrected her slightly. She had not spread her legs wide enough or tilted her pelvis fully. "You must do better than that, sub," he said sternly. "You will practice all 3 positions in the mirror until they become second nature! Do you understand?" "Yes Master," Stephanie said, mortified that she had disappointed her Master so soon. David locked the cuffs around her wrists and ankles and the collar around her throat. He then attached the leash and led her towards the smaller bedroom. Once there, he again ordered her to assume Position 1. This time she was perfect. He rewarded her by teasing her nipples to erection, then massaging her mound and clit until she bit her lips to hold back a moan and her pussy grew wet. He noticed that she was having trouble keeping her eyes open, a clear sign that the drug he had given her was taking effect. He moved her slowly backwards until she was pressed up against the bed. He applied firm but gentle pressure to her shoulders until she sank onto the bed. Succumbing to the drug, Stephanie was powerless to resist as David lifted her legs and lay her down on the bed. He attached her leash and one cuff to a short restraint on the head post and attached one of her ankle cuffs to a slightly longer restraint on the end post of the bed. The last thing Stephanie was aware of was her Master standing over her as the darkness claimed her. When Stephanie awoke, it was dark outside the window. She tried to move but found her movements curtailed by the cuffs and collar. Her Master appeared in the doorway and smiled down at her. "Feeling refreshed?" he asked, already knowing the answer. The drug he had used had been specially designed. It was quick acting, lasted for a specific time period and removed any trace of fatigue, leaving the person fully refreshed. There was also no lingering drowsiness upon awaking. Once awake, the person who had received the drug was fully alert. "Yes Master, I am," Stephanie replied, smiling up at him. "Good!" David said, moving over to the bed and removing her cuffs and collar. "Take a shower and perform your toilette," David ordered, "then dress for dinner." Stephanie padded barefoot into the bathroom and switched on the shower. She remembered to leave the door open and when her Master appeared in the doorway, she had an inspiration! She poured a liberal amount of shower gel into her hands and then proceeded to lather herself up in as sexy a manner as she could think of, slowly massaging her breasts, her mound, slowly running her hands between her pussy lips before turning around and massaging her ass cheeks. David bit back a laugh at his sub's antics. Stephanie had already changed significantly from the shy, modest, buttoned-up young woman he had first encountered. He moved closer to the shower and trying to maintain a stern expression, he explained that whilst he appreciated the show his sub was giving him, they had a long way to go and if she wanted to eat beforehand, then she needed to get a move on. Stephanie gave him a provocative little pout but stopped posturing and quickly washed and conditioned her hair. She suddenly realised she was ravenous! She stepped out of the shower and dried herself off and then realised that she needed to pee. She glanced at her Master, who was once more standing in the doorway and showed no sign of moving. Swallowing hard, she moved over to the toilet and made to sit on the seat. She was stopped by David's words. "What exactly do you think you are doing, sub?" he demanded. "Master, I need to pee," Stephanie replied, puzzled. "Did I say you could sit?" he asked. Stephanie suddenly realised her mistake and her face grew red as she realised that he intended for her to pee standing in front of him, as had been the case in those first 24 hours of her training. "No Master, You didn't," she said. "I'm very sorry." "Don't let that happen again!" David told her. "You will, of course, be punished for that transgression. Now continue!" Obedient to her Master's wishes, Stephanie straddled the toilet and released the golden flow into its bowl. David held her eyes with his until she had finished. He then withdrew a narrow velvet collar from his pocket and wrapped it snuggly around her throat. "Follow me," he ordered and walked into the main room. Once there, he seated himself in an armchair and indicated that Stephanie was to lie across his lap. She apprehensively obeyed, knowing what was coming next! "Sub, you must remember your place at all times," David said sternly. "You will therefore incur punishment for each transgression that you make. As we are short of time this evening, I will make this session brief," he paused, "but memorable!" Stephanie cried out as his hand landed hard against her ass. Again and again his hand descended until her ass was red and glowing and her body was quivering. Her ass throbbed but so did her pussy and when David ran a hand underneath her, he could feel her wetness. "Very well, you may get dressed for dinner," David told her, allowing her to rise to her feet. Stephanie made her way to the small bedroom, where she noticed her carry-on had been placed at the foot of her bed. She drew out the blouse and skirt and made to also bring out the underwear. "No panties," came David's voice from behind her. Startled, she glanced over her shoulder. Her Master was standing in the doorway, one shoulder casually resting against the door frame. She dropped the panties back into the bag and proceeded to get dressed, constantly aware of her Master's gaze upon her. When she was finished, she moved to the dressing table and started to apply her make-up. Her complexion was so clear there was no need for foundation, so she applied a light shimmer of highlighter underneath her brows before dusting the lids with a subtle silver shade. She blended this into a darker mauve at the outer corner of her lids. Navy blue mascara lengthened her lashes and the same colour eye liner outlined the top and bottom lids. She applied a delicate shade of blusher to her cheeks and finished with a dark lavender lipstick. She studied herself in the mirror to ensure that the overall effect would be pleasing to her Master. The face that looked back at her conveyed an air of sophistication, the subtle application of cosmetics enhancing her natural features without looking artificial. She caught a reflection in the mirror of her Master gazing at her, his face warm with approval. He held out his hand to her. "Shall we go?" he asked. They were met at the penthouse entrance by a bell hop, who carried their luggage down to the lobby. David handed him his car keys and asked for the bags to be put in the boot whilst they had supper at the J&G Grill. David ordered for both of them, selecting the Heirloom tomato salad for starters, the Maine lobster for the entrée and a passion fruit soufflé for dessert. They relaxed for a while, sipping espressos but all the while, Stephanie could feel her body tingling with anticipation. She had no doubt that this next week was going to be testing but having placed her trust in David, she felt somehow lighter and freer than she had ever done in her life. It was as if the weight of other people's expectations of her had been lifted from her shoulders. When David was sure that Stephanie had relaxed completely, he rose from the table, offering his hand to assist her to rise. As she did so, he turned her hand over and dropped a kiss onto her palm. The touch of his lips sent searing heat through her body and he felt her tremble slightly. "Shall we go?" he murmured in her ear. "Are you ready?" Not trusting herself to speak, Stephanie nodded her agreement. They moved back to the penthouse elevator and David selected the button for the parking garage. There was a dedicated section especially reserved for the penthouse, away from the general hotel parking spaces. They exited into a well-lit area, David's Aston Martin gleaming under the lights. They walked side by side to the car and stopped. "Strip!" David commanded. When Stephanie stared at him in shock, he merely folded his arms across his chest, watching her steadily. Swallowing hard and praying that nobody would see her, Stephanie complied. What she didn't know what that the parking space was completely private and David had arranged for the CCTV cameras that were usually trained on cars parked in that area to be switched off as soon as he and Stephanie had descended in the elevator. She would be completely unobserved, but she did not know that. The windows of the car were also heavily tinted although in the dark, this was not noticeable from inside the car. Stephanie would not know that nobody would be able to observe her during the drive to the keys. This was another test of her obedience, another means of pushing back her self-imposed barriers! Finally, she stood naked in front of him, trembling slightly. The cool air of the garage was raising a chill against her skin, pebbling it slightly. "Place your hands on the front of the car and bend over," David instructed. When Stephanie obeyed, he wrapped cuffs around her wrists and ankles and the collar around her neck. When she was properly prepared, he parted her pussy lips and inserted a remote controlled bullet vibrator deeply into her pussy. He then opened the passenger's side door and told Stephanie she could take her seat. He had prepared the car very carefully for this evening's journey and a towelling pad had been placed on the passenger seat. He assisted her into her seat and then took his place on the driver's side. He glanced over at Stephanie and noticed that she had automatically placed her legs to either side of the seat cushion. Her hands, however were folded in her lap. "Hands down beside the seat" David ordered firmly and was rewarded by Stephanie's swift obedience. "Good," he said. "Now your training begins in earnest. No matter what occurs during this drive, you are not to cum. Do you understand?" "Yes Master," Stephanie replied. She had wondered about the pad on her seat and now she was dreadfully certain of the reason behind it. The car sprang to life, the roar of its engine echoing in the confines of the garage. David slipped it into gear and within moments they were exiting the hotel on their way to his home. He deftly navigated his way through the evening traffic and before long they were on the highway travelling towards the keys. Stephanie was tense, wondering when her Master was going to start testing her. She didn't have to wait long. As soon as they were clear of the heavy traffic, an insistent buzz started deep within her pussy. She squirmed a little but a swift, sideways glance from David stilled her actions. He kept the vibrations infuriatingly low - enough to keep her slightly on edge but not enough to give her any kind of satisfaction. Her body was beginning a slow burn! David was keenly aware of what was happening within Stephanie. Her naked body was speaking to him eloquently. With the skill of a virtuoso, David slowly increased the intensity of the bullet's vibrations, carefully gauging Stephanie's reactions each time. By now Stephanie was breathing hard, her hands clenched at the sides of the seat. She was held suspended at the edge of orgasm, the vibrator not quite intense enough to push her over the edge. By now she could feel her pussy was sopping wet and her juices had started leaking onto the towelling pad. David increased the intensity and Stephanie couldn't hold back the groan that escaped her lips as her body went rigid. She was so close and she could feel her control starting to slip. "Please Master, I can't hold on much longer!" she begged. "Hold on," David said. "You must learn strict control and you won't do that by giving in so easily!" He kept the intensity the same for a few moments then increased it slightly. Stephanie threw her head back, a deep groan ripping from her throat. Her teeth were clenched as she tried with all her might to stave off the sensations threatening to sweep her away. "I... must... not... cum!" she told herself, over & over again, clinging to the phrase as a drowning man clings to a raft. David watched her carefully from out of the corner of his eye. Just as she was about to lose control, he switched off the vibrator completely, leaving her weak and trembling. "Good girl," he said approvingly, removing a hand from the steering wheel and running a gentle finger down her cheek. He moved his hand lower and parted her dripping pussy lips, coating his fingers in her juices as she moaned at his touch! He brought his hand back up and held it before her lips. "Clean me," he commanded. "Taste the fruits of your arousal!" Stephanie obediently opened her mouth and started to suck and lick David's fingers. She put her heart and soul into it, knowing he would expect nothing less than her best efforts. Her body was still trembling from the effects of the bullet, but she concentrated on the task she had been given. She did such a good job that David found he had to pull his hand away much sooner than expected or risk causing an accident. This girl had an incredible mouth! He turned his attention back to the road for about 30 minutes and then without warning, switched on the bullet once more. Again he increased the vibrations slowly, causing the slow burn to ignite once more in Stephanie's body. She desperately clamped an iron hold over herself, willing herself to ignore the increasingly violent demands of her body for release! This time she was too caught up in the internal struggle to beg her Master to stop and David took her even closer to the edge. Her body shone with sweat, the result of her internal struggle and she was panting heavily. Her fingernails had dug so deeply into her palms that there were deep, half-moon indentations in each. He kept her at the brink for longer this time too and her entire body was shuddering with the effort of holding back before he once again switched off the vibrator. Again, he let Stephanie rest and recover as the miles rolled by. Finally, he could see they were on the outskirts of the island where he lived. For the final time, he switched on the bullet and Stephanie tensed as her body leapt into action. It seemed no time at all until she was once again at fever pitch. Luckily it was now almost midnight and there was very little traffic on the roads. David kept her quivering, just on the edge of orgasm as he negotiated his car through the gates and into his driveway in front of the house. He engaged the parking brake and switched off the engine before turning to Stephanie. He reached out and caressed her breasts, making her moan as her desire threatened to swamp her, then he gripped and twisted her right nipple and switched the bullet to its highest setting. "Cum for your Master," he commanded, and Stephanie, helpless to resist, did just that, swept away in an intense storm as one after another, the orgasms swept over her. David kept the vibrator on high until the moans of passion coming from Stephanie started to change to groans of overloaded systems. He forced one last orgasm from her then switched off the vibrator, leaving her limp and shaking. The pad beneath her was saturated with her juices and her body was damp with sweat, her skin giving off a glowing heat. David reached into the back of the car and brought out a soft, fluffy blanket. Undoing Stephanie's seatbelt, he wrapped the blanket around her body and held her to him until the tremors had completely left her body. "Now you see the rewards for obedience," he told Stephanie, smiling down at her. "You pleased me greatly with your efforts tonight. I pushed you extremely hard and you obeyed my commands despite what your body was driving you to do! This is why I allowed you to cum. Obedience will always be rewarded!" Stephanie just nestled her head against his warm, firm chest. She felt completely wrung out but at the same time, her body was so sated that if she had been a cat, she was sure she would have been purring! David exited the car and strode around to the passenger's side. He opened the door and attached a leather leash to Stephanie's collar. He gave it a little tug to encourage her to move. "Come on little one," he said firmly but kindly. "Time we got you inside and to your room." Stephanie made to wrap the blanket tighter around her body. "Oh no you don't," David chided. "You know better than that!" Slowly, Stephanie dropped the blanket back onto the seat. She realised that her Master intended that she walk naked across the well-lit driveway and into the house. Emerging from the car, she prayed that nobody would see her! She need not have worried. David had taken Alexandra's words to heart and had made sure that nobody would be around on the evening of his arrival. However, he did not tell this to Stephanie. She had to learn that pure obedience was expected of her at all times. She needed to shed all the embarrassment that came with those firmly entrenched indoctrinations from her mother and society in general. Keeping a slight pressure on the leash, he led Stephanie up the steps and into the house. His footsteps echoed on the tiled floor, which felt cool against her bare feet. He led the way through the entrance hall to a discreet doorway at the back. Through this doorway was a passage laid with thick carpet that muffled all footsteps. Stephanie could see several doors leading off this passage but the doors were all closed and David continued onwards. Finally they arrived outside a thick oak door. He opened it and led Stephanie inside. In front of her she could see a queen size bed made of solid wood with posts at all four corners. There were eye bolts set into each post and Stephanie immediately realised that this was to be her room. David led her to the bed and sat her down upon it before indicating that she should stretch out. When she did, he attached leather leashes to one wrist and ankle cuff before attaching them to the eye bolts at the head and foot of the bed. He drew the covers over Stephanie and dropped a light kiss on her forehead. "Sleep well, sub," he said softly. "You have done well for now but tomorrow your training starts in earnest!" Stephanie's eyes drifted closed as she heard her Master quietly exit the room, pulling the door closed behind him. Flight to Submission Ch. 10 Stephanie awoke as a shaft of sunlight speared its way through the curtains, bathing her face in warmth. As she opened her eyes she realised she had not slept so deeply or so well in a long time. All tension seemed to have left her body. She stretched languidly but was recalled to her circumstances by the tugging this elicited from her wrist and ankle cuffs that had been tethered to the bed the night before. She suddenly became aware of a presence standing in her doorway and turned her eyes to face her Master, clothed in a black silk robe. David had been standing in the doorway for a few minutes, a small smile playing around his lips as he quietly watch this extraordinary young woman who had placed herself in his care as she lay sleeping. Her face, in repose, lost all traces of stress and strain, the slight diffidence that allowed others to decide they could take her for granted. He had high hopes that the training she underwent this week would lay a strong foundation for her to build upon in the coming weeks, months and years of her life. When this week was over, she would no longer doubt the value of who and what she was! When he noticed she was awake, he turned the smile into a serious expression and moved further into the room to stand beside her bed. "Good morning sub, I trust you slept well?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Awake, Stephanie's eyes were clear and she looked refreshed. "Very well, Master," she replied. "Thank you." "Well sub, this is the true start to your training," David told her. "You will be expected to absorb a great deal of both physical and mental training in a short space of time. I will see to it that you receive what you need to be able to cope with what is in front of you, but I expect you to do your utmost in return. Training is a two-way process and in order for you to gain the most benefit, you must be completely open and accepting of everything that you are exposed to!" Stephanie absorbed her Master's words quietly and David could tell from her expression that she was treating his words with the seriousness necessary. "Yes Master," she replied. "I promise I will do my best not to disappoint you!" "Very well," David said, allowing that faint smile to reappear. "Time for you to get ready for your first day." He released her cuffs from the bed posts and clipped a leash to her collar. Giving a small tug, he indicated that she should rise from the bed. "Position 1!" he commanded. Stephanie immediately spread her legs as wide as she could, tilted her pelvis forward and placed her hands behind her head making sure her breasts were pushed forward, and held herself ready for her Master's inspection. David ran his hands lightly over her breasts and nipples, noticing as he did so the tightening of her stomach muscles as her body immediately responded to his touch. Her nipples were already hardening and standing erect. He slowly moved his hand down her body, keeping his touch light and was rewarded as she quivered beneath his hands. Her conditioning was progressing nicely! Again he moved his hand lower and parted her pussy lips. Stephanie bit her lip to suppress the moan that wanted to escape her as she felt her Master's fingers stroking up and down her slit that was already starting to get wet. She couldn't believe how quickly her body was responding to the slightest touch of her Master! Finally, David brought his hand back up to Stephanie's lips. He ran a finger lightly over them before commanding her to open her mouth and clean him. Her eyes suitably downcast, Stephanie obeyed, licking and sucking his fingers, tasting her juices and concentrating on pleasing her Master. David had to catch his breath as her expert ministrations stirred an answering twitch in his groin. This girl had a very talented mouth! Picking up her leash, David led her from the bedroom down the hallway to a luxuriously appointed bathroom. He led Stephanie into the large shower. "Position 3!" he commanded. Stephanie sank to her knees, bent forward and brought her arms back, her hands stretching her ass cheeks wide enough so that she could feel a pull at her sphincter. "Excellent!" was David's comment and Stephanie glowed in pleasure from his praise. She heard his footsteps echoing on the tiles as he crossed the room, but kept her eyes downcast as she knew was expected. She heard a few noises then the sound of water running. She closed her eyes preparing herself as she knew what was coming next! Her Master's footsteps approached, then she felt cool gel being massaged around her asshole, followed by the feel of slippery fingers penetrating her back passage. She bit back a groan as she felt the fingers being replaced with the now familiar feel of the enema nozzle. Warm water flooded into her, filling her to the point when once again she felt the distention of her abdomen. Just as it reached the point where she couldn't take any more, the flow of water stopped. She felt the nozzle withdrawn, only to be replaced by a solid butt plug. She felt her Master's hands rub her back gently before he attached her wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs and collar to eye bolts set into the base of the shower. She was now held immobile in place, her ass raised high as her head was held flat against the floor. She heard her Master's footsteps cross the floor, the sound disappearing as he walked back down the passageway to her bedroom. Once there, he laid out her apparel for the first session of the morning. From the chest of drawers he withdrew a training corset. This one was slightly smaller than the one she had been given in England. It had special connectors at the front and back, to which could be attached various straps, turning it into a chastity device. At the top it was cut so that Stephanie's breasts would be held above it, supported by a built-in ledge, pushing them up and outwards, ensuring they would be perfectly presented for use. He also laid out a pair of gossamer fine, sheer black stockings that could be attached to the corset. They had a fine seam up the back. Completing the outfit was a pair of extremely high heeled shoes. The heels were very slim stilettos, about 5" high and the shoes were surmounted by wide straps that locked around the ankles. He knew from her previous wardrobe, that she had never worn anything this high and she would struggle to walk until she had adjusted! He brought out the other items that would be used, including a new set of cuffs and collar then glanced at his watch. Fifteen minutes had passed and it was time to attend to Stephanie. Hearing her Master's footsteps approaching, Stephanie breathed a sigh of relief. She was in so much discomfort and her body was screaming for relief. She managed to stifle her moans, not wanting to disappoint her Master and was rewarded as she felt him unlock her cuffs and collar from the floor. However, she stayed in place until she heard her Master's voice. "You may rise and move to the toilet," David told her. "Once there, position yourself accordingly." Stephanie rose to her feet, a small moan escaping her lips as the action put pressure on her filled ass. She moved slowly and carefully over to the toilet, then positioned herself with her legs straddling the bowl, placing her hands behind her head. David moved up beside her and she felt his hand run down her ass towards the butt plug lodged firmly inside her. "Remember, you are to hold until I tell you to release," David reminded her. "Yes Master," Stephanie replied, biting her lip. David noted that he was going to have to break that habit of hers. It would not do for her to be anything less than perfect for the purpose he had in mind! He gently eased the plug out of her ass and Stephanie strained to obey his command, tensing her muscles and tightening up her sphincter. She held on desperately, awaiting the order. David watched her carefully and just before her body gave up the struggle to obey, he gave his command. "You may release but you will look at me whilst doing so," he told her firmly. Stephanie was so grateful to be able to finally release that she no longer felt any embarrassment to be performing this most private of functions in front of another! David held her eyes with his own until she was finished, then allowed her to clean herself up. He then indicated that she should return to the shower. Once again she knelt in place as her Master administered the second enema. This time she was ordered to hold it in without the benefit of the butt plug. David watched her closely and once again, just before she was about to lose control, he ordered her to release. When she was finished, he ordered her to assume Position 1 in the centre of the shower, directly underneath the shower head as he detached her leash and removed her collar and cuffs. Stephanie stood quietly as the hot water hit her skin like millions of tiny needles. The combination helped invigorate her. When David indicated that she could use the luxury products stocked in the shower, she quickly obeyed, lathering her body with the rich shower gel, luxuriating in the creamy richness against her skin. She made sure that at all times she was displayed for her Master's pleasure, no longer embarrassed by his scrutiny. She moved on to shampoo and condition her hair then looked to him for permission to step out of the shower. He nodded and held out a bath towel to her. It was just large enough for her to dry small parts of her body at a time whilst leaving the rest of her body in full view. The towel was so thick and soft, however, that Stephanie was dry long before it became too damp. When she was finished, David wrapped her collar once more around her throat and reattached her leash. With a gentle tug, he led her back into her bedroom. He ordered her into Position 1 at the foot of the bed and as she stood obediently, he wrapped a new set of cuffs around her wrists. This set was just as soft as those previously used but were considerably stronger. Stephanie was going to be tested quite severely and the cuffs were to ensure there was no opportunity to move from the positions she was put into! "Position 2!" David commanded. Stephanie immediately sank to her knees, spreading them wide and placing her hands behind her head. He parted his robe, exposing his magnificent cock. "When I give the command Mouth, you are to use all your oral skills," he told her. "If I say Mouth with hands, you may use both. Do you understand?" "Yes Master," Stephanie replied clearly. She was hoping that her Master was going to give her the opportunity to redeem herself from that disastrous first episode in the hotel! "Very well sub, Mouth with hands," David commanded. Stephanie responded with alacrity! Her hands moved from behind her head, one to caress her Master's cock whilst the other cupped and massaged his balls. She held the base of his staff gently as she brought her mouth to bear. First she used her tongue in light, lapping motions, tracing a path up and down his length, lubricating it with her saliva. Above her, David was employing all his skills of self-control to ensure she had to work hard! She started to alternate the actions of her tongue with feather-light kisses whilst her other hand continued to very lightly caress his balls. David folded his lips tightly together. She had not been lying when she had given herself that rating of 9 out of 10! She moved her mouth over his balls, tracing her tongue over their surface before running it along the vein between them. One after the other, she sucked them into her mouth, her tongue continuing to caress and tease them. When she pulled back, she returned her attention once again to his cock. This time the track she laid down with her tongue was wetter and she followed it up by lightly blowing a cool draft of air along it, a delicate and teasing sensation! David was struggling to maintain his composure. His eyes were closed and he was having to employ his strictest techniques to control himself. When she finally took him into her mouth, he couldn't repress a soft groan from escaping him as her hot moistness enveloped him! Her tongue caressed his cock, licking and flicking as her hot mouth sucked him deeper, constantly teasing and caressing until he could stand it no more! He withdrew and commanded Stephanie to rise and place her hands onto the bed. She looked up at him startled. She was sure she had been doing a good job. His cock had been rock solid in her mouth! David reached into the bedside drawer and drew out a powerful vibrator. He switched it on and peeled back Stephanie's clitoral hood before pressing it tightly against her clit. Stephanie moaned as the vibrations had an immediate effect on her body! David held the vibrator in place as he reached into the drawer again, removing a tube of lubricant. He smeared a liberal amount onto his fingers before easing them into her back passage. He kept the pressure of the vibrator constant on her clit as he worked his fingers in and out of her until he could feel the tremors start to course through her body. He withdrew his fingers and eased his hard cock into her. Stephanie moaned as she felt him fill her but could do no more as she was assaulted by the sensations running through her. David slowly increased the power and rhythm of his strokes, until he felt Stephanie's body start to match him, driving herself backwards into him, each backwards thrust taking him deeper inside her! Stephanie was groaning in desire. Her body felt inflamed, the heat coursing through her, stoking the fires of her passion higher and higher. They found a mutual rhythm, each driving the other higher until David could hold back no longer. He reached forwards and found one of her nipples. Pinching and twisting hard he commanded her to cum. Stephanie immediately obeyed, a powerful orgasm crashing over her. As it did so, she was dimly aware that her Master was groaning as he spilled his hot seed deeply inside her. They stayed in that position for a few minutes as David recovered his composure. He had tried to maintain the strictest control to ensure that Stephanie received as much pleasure as he had. He was keenly aware that he needed to take the fear of anal that her former boyfriend had instilled in her, and replace it with a powerful desire for it! Only by doing so could he ensure that Stephanie fully became what she was capable of! A damaged submissive was no good to anyone, least of all herself! He thought he was achieving success. She had not been as tense this time and indeed had been actively participating. The memories of her driving herself backwards towards him, his cock penetrating her deeply, arose once more. He slowly withdrew, caressing her ass as he did so. "You did extremely well little one," he said, using an endearment he very rarely ever used. "I am very pleased with you. Now assume Position 2 and clean me!" Stephanie was slightly hesitant, knowing where her Master's cock had just been but all she could taste was his hot, salty seed. She lavished his cock with all the care and attention at her command and was rewarded as it started to thicken once again. "Enough!" David said with a laugh. "You have much more to do today and there won't be enough time for everything if you carry on this way!" He tugged on the leash to indicate she should rise to her feet. "You may go to the bathroom and clean yourself," he told her. His eyes followed her out of the room. Already there was a subtle difference to the way she held herself and the way she walked. She knew she had done a good job and was proud of it. That showed clearly in the way her shoulders were straighter, her stride more confident. When she returned, David indicated that she should stand at the end of the bed. "Place your hands onto the bedpost and stand straight!" David commanded. Stephanie complied, making sure that she kept her legs spread as she did so. She felt her Master wrap the corset around her waist and braced herself. She gasped as he tightened the laces. This corset was tighter than the one she had been using for the past couple of days! She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt his hands reach the lacings at her waist, believing that he was finished. She was in for a rude awakening! David brought out a metal hook and with its assistance, proceeded to draw the laces even tighter until she felt she could not breathe! When he was finally done, he fastened the laces securely. Stephanie's waist was now sharply defined, her body a distinct hour glass shape. He nodded in satisfaction. He allowed Stephanie to keep hold of the post for a few minutes, allowing her body to adjust to the constriction before handing her the stockings. He watched as she struggled to bend sufficiently to place the stockings over her feet before smoothing them up her legs. Her fingers deftly attached the stockings to the corset. He then helped her step into her shoes before locking the straps around her ankles. Stephanie teetered precariously as she tried to balance on the high stiletto heels. David allowed her to find her balance before leading her out of her bedroom and down the passageway to his private dining room. He had asked Sue and Kristy if they would agree to be absent for this first day. He wanted Stephanie to become easier with who and what she was before exposing her to his fiancée and her sub. However, he fully intended for Kristy to serve as a physical example to Stephanie, evidence of what she should aspire to be. He was certain that given the right training, Stephanie would eclipse Kristy, who had been so reluctant to admit to what she was (although she was now happily settled and sure of who and what she was). As she was led through the doors, still teetering precariously in her extremely high heels, Stephanie caught her breath, then sighed at the beauty of the room. A highly polished, dark rosewood dining table occupied the centre of the room, surrounded by 6 dining chairs and 2 carvers, all upholstered in a rich, dark red leather. A matching sideboard ran along one side of the room, whilst opposite was a large fireplace surrounded by a dark, marble mantelpiece. A large, silk, Chinese rug occupied the centre of the room, laid over a beautifully polished, hardwood floor. There was an appetizing aroma filling the room and Stephanie saw it was issuing from an array of silver covered dishes laid out on the sideboard. David, however, ignored them and took a seat at the table. "Position 2!" he commanded and Stephanie sank to her knees beside his chair. "As a submissive, there will be many occasions when you will be expected to serve your Master in a capacity other than sexual," David explained. "You will be learning how to do this as a part of your training. As a submissive, your place is on your knees either beside or in front of your Master, unless he indicates otherwise. When he wishes you to serve him, you will do so with all the grace and dexterity at your disposal. You will also do so in complete silence. You are a living example of his care and attention to you and as such, must always reflect perfection. At times your Master will allow you to eat with him but when this is not the case, you will serve him dutifully and only eat once he indicates that you may do so. You may nod if you understand." Stephanie nodded to show she understood. "Very well," David said. "We will begin. You will serve me from the sideboard. I require smoked salmon, scrambled eggs and lightly buttered toast. There is a juicer present and I will also require freshly squeezed orange juice. Bring all of this back to the table, where I will expect a standard of service from you that is equal to the best silver service. You will serve me from the left and clear from the right." Stephanie rose to her feet, pausing for a moment to try and catch her balance on the extremely high heels. Then she teetered slowly to the sideboard. She quietly lifted the covers until she found the dishes David required. She placed what she felt was an appropriate amount of each onto a plate before bringing it to the table. Her heel turned under her just as she was setting the plate down in front of her Master and it dropped the last couple of centimetres. Luckily nothing fell from the plate but nevertheless Stephanie was mortified as David frowned in displeasure. Flight to Submission Ch. 10 "You must do better than this, sub" he chided. "Remember what I said about grace and elegance... and don't bite your lip!" he said sharply seeing she was just about to do so. "Every time I see you doing that, you will incur punishment! You are too beautiful to mar any part of yourself with unnecessary actions!" Stephanie blushed once again, embarrassed that she had been caught in a habit that had been ingrained in her since childhood. It had been a way for her to prevent herself from speaking out in complaint against the many injustices her mother and others had inflicted on her. It had progressed from there to an unconscious habit that occurred when she was worried about something. She nodded in acceptance of his rebuke and moved back to the sideboard, concentrating hard on walking without losing her balance. Upon reaching it safely, she cut open several oranges, pressing them until she had a full glass of juice. Walking carefully, she managed to retrace her steps to the table and this time placed the glass in front of her Master without mishap. David glanced up and nodded approvingly. "Pour me a cup of coffee, cream and one sugar," he ordered. Stephanie complied, very aware that the repercussions would be serious if she spilt any of the hot liquid either on her Master or herself! She picked up the silver coffee pot and gently tilted it over the cup. The rich, dark liquid flowed out, its aroma scenting the room, making her mouth water. She added cream, watching her Master to indicate when he felt it was enough. Finally she added the sugar and stirred before placing it at his right hand. Then she sank back to her knees beside his chair. David removed a double-ended clip from his robe pocket and drew Stephanie's hands down behind her waist before clipping them together. Her breasts were nicely displayed and he fondled them from time to time as he consumed his breakfast. By the time he was finished, her nipples were hard and erect and he was sure her pussy was wet! "Refill the plate and bring it here," he commanded. Stephanie rose to her feet and remembering what she had been told, cleared the plate from the right hand side. She teetered back to the sideboard and filled the plate once more with the smoked salmon and scrambled egg before returning to her Master's side. She placed the plate in front of him and then once again returned to his right side and sank to her knees. David picked up a clean fork and placed a small amount of salmon and eggs onto it. He then brought the fork to Stephanie's lips. "Open," he commanded. "You have earned breakfast at the hands of your Master." Stephanie opened her mouth. It felt unsettling to be fed like a baby but with her hands secured behind her back, she had to accept! She soon lost her discomfort, however, as the first forkful entered her mouth. The eggs were soft and smooth, contrasting beautifully with the saltiness of the salmon. The taste stimulated her appetite, which had been curtailed by the severity of the corset. She opened her mouth eagerly for the next forkful, and the next until she could feel her stomach pressing uncomfortably against the corset. David seemed to know instinctively that she could not eat another morsel and put down the fork. He commanded her to rise and squeeze a second glass of juice. When she brought it back to the table and once more sank to her knees, he picked up the glass and tilting it slightly, brought it to her lips. Startled, she could not prevent a small amount of the liquid from running down the side of her lip. David frowned and let the droplet fall onto her breast. "That is the second time you have failed this morning, sub," he said. "This will be noted for your punishment session later!" Stephanie trembled. Try as she might, she could not reconcile herself to the pain of those punishment sessions. She could not know that this was exactly how she should be feeling. The pure punishment sessions were meant both to train her and to cement the habit of obedience into her mind! "Now it is time for your first session," David told her. "During your time here this week, you will be trained not only by myself, but by others who are more skilled in their disciplines that myself. The first of these will be taking your first session. Her name is Mistress C and I expect you to treat her with the utmost respect. She is extremely strict and will tolerate nothing less than your best efforts, so I advise you to do your utmost. Your behaviour, as you know, is a reflection upon me and my standing within the community," he paused, noticing the stress that had crept into Stephanie's face. He reached out a finger and tilted her face so that she was looking at him. "Stephanie, I have full confidence in you and your abilities. I am merely advising you that Mistress C is a very stern task master and you will be worked extremely hard by her! Obey her as you would me and I am certain that you will do well. I expect a favourable report from her." Stephanie nodded, her confidence somewhat restored by David's belief in her. However, she was apprehensive about meeting this new Mistress! She followed obediently as David led her out of the dining room. He moved to a door a little further down towards the main hall and as he opened the door, Stephanie could see it led onto a dance studio, with one wall completely covered in mirrors, the floor of polished wood. In the centre, standing ramrod straight, a cane in her hands, was a stern looking woman with iron grey hair and hard planed features. There was a magnetism about her and Stephanie immediately felt tremendously in awe. The power that radiated from her was incredible. Her eyes snapped towards them as they entered but she made no move, waiting for them to approach. David bowed slightly as he handed Stephanie's leash to the woman. "Mistress C," he said. "Thank you for agreeing to train my new sub. I believe she has great potential and trust you to assist in bringing that potential to fruition." "Is she obedient?" Mistress C snapped. "Your last sub presented considerable problems until she finally acknowledged her place!" "Stephanie is completely the opposite, I can assure you," David replied. Of course, he and Mistress C had already discussed everything about Stephanie, of his hopes and aspirations for her. This conversation was purely for Stephanie's benefit, to help bolster her confidence. "Very well, I will see what I can do with her," Mistress C replied, her tone indicating she was bestowing a great favour upon him. David once more gave a shallow bow and turning on his heel, strode confidently from the room without a backwards glance. Stephanie stood quietly where he had left her, eyes downcast. She heard the click of heels against the wooden floor as Mistress C circled her. "Good body," the woman said approvingly "but your posture leaves a lot to be desired!" Stephanie cried out as a line of fire streaked across her shoulders! "Straighten up!" Mistress C commanded. "NEVER hold yourself with anything less than pride and confidence!" Tears of pain welled in Stephanie's eyes as the line of fire burned across her shoulders but she made a concerted effort to straighten them. Her Master's words were ringing in her ears and the last thing she wanted to do was to let him down! She drew her shoulders back and tried to stand straighter. "Better!" Mistress C said. "Now I have a tip for you. Imagine that you have a string running from your spine, through the top of your head, pulling you upwards at all times. This will have the effect of keeping your spine straight whilst leaving your shoulders relaxed. Practice this until it becomes second nature." Stephanie nodded to show she understood. "Now I want you to walk up and down the length of this studio in a straight line," Mistress C said. Stephanie tried her best to comply but the stiletto heels destroyed her balance. Before she had taken a few steps, she was teetering. Another line of fire swept through her, this time across her ass. "Concentrate!" Mistress C barked. "By the time I'm finished with you, you will be able to walk elegantly and gracefully no matter what you are wearing and what the circumstance! Now try again! Concentrate on placing one foot in front of the other. Move slowly and make sure you're centred before you take each step. Walk!" This time, Stephanie concentrated hard on keeping herself centred. She placed one foot in front of the other and slowly made her way across the room. What she didn't realise was that by walking in this way, her movements became incredibly sensual and seductive. Mistress C nodded to herself in satisfaction. By the time she had finished with this one, no man would be able to keep his eyes off her! Mistress C kept Stephanie walking up and down, occasionally reminding her with a stroke of the cane when she lapsed into old patterns. She did not strike hard as it was obvious that the girl was trying her best but she needed to correct that instinctive habit of assuming an apologetic manner. When Mistress C was satisfied that Stephanie was finally walking in the correct manner, she called her back to her side. "Better," she said. "Now you will be learning how to move from position to position with the same grace you are using to walk." Stephanie nodded and waited for further instructions, doing her best to ignore the sting across her shoulders and ass. "Assume Position 1!" Mistress C commanded. Stephanie quickly placed her hands behind her head, spread her legs wide and tilted her pelvis forward. Mistress C walked around her, inspecting her. She took hold of Stephanie's elbows and drew them further backwards. This had the effect of pushing Stephanie's breasts further forward. "Look at yourself in the mirror," Mistress C instructed. "Study the way your body is now displayed. Embed this into your memory so that you will be able to assume this pose with complete ease." Stephanie, obedient to the commanding tone, stared at herself in the mirror. Her breasts were thrust proudly out in front of her, rising from the top of her corset. Her pussy was clearly visible and she blushed to see herself so wantonly displayed! She was shocked when a line of fire flashed across her ass. "Do not be embarrassed by your body!" Mistress C told her firmly. "You are a woman, be proud of that! You are beautiful, be proud of that too! You are a sub and you should be most proud of that fact! Your Master chose to train you because of the potential he saw in you. Do not let him down by succumbing to the petty inhibitions that your upbringing has instilled in you!" There was a power in Mistress C's words that Stephanie found impossible to refute. Once again she stared at herself in the mirror, trying to see what her Master and Mistress C could see. It was almost as if scales had been lifted from her eyes. Now when she looked at herself, she saw a young woman confidently displaying an admittedly beautiful body. Her eyes were clear and shining, her lips slightly parted. She had a finely boned face and the collar she wore encircled a slim, swan-like neck. The corset had given her a slim-waisted, hour glass figure and her breasts, supported as they were by that same corset, rose full and proud. Her pussy was smooth and bare and she could just see the darkening colour of her lips between her legs. Her slim legs were smooth and shapely, with no trace of flab or cellulite and were shown off to full advantage by the high heels she wore. The combined effect was visually stunning. The woman in the mirror was obviously made for sex but just as obviously a woman who stood proud in the knowledge of who and what she was! Mistress C stood behind Stephanie and placed her hands on her shoulders. She nodded to herself as she saw the realisation cross Stephanie's face. It was a beginning. She knew it would take some time to erase the negative conditioning that Stephanie's upbringing had instilled in her but she was confident that now that first step towards realisation had been taken, Stephanie would find it increasingly easier to progress towards completion and the future that David had envisioned for her. "Assume Position 2," Mistress C commanded. Bearing in mind that she was supposed to move seamlessly from one position to another, Stephanie tried to sink to her knees but the high heels pushed her off balance and she had to put her hands out to steady herself. Again, the cane kissed the skin across her shoulders. "Not good enough!" Mistress C barked. "Concentrate! Now rise to Position 1 and try again!" Stephanie tried to do as Mistress C had commanded and concentrated as she rose to Position 1. Again, however, the high heels interfered with her balance and she wobbled as she rose. The can fell sharply across her ass! Mistress C walked around to stand in front of Stephanie. The girl's eyes were filled with pain and frustration! Mistress C's manner softened. Unlike Kristy, this girl was obviously trying as hard as she could to master the disciplines she was being taught! She reached out and placed her hands under Stephanie's arms, adding her support as Stephanie, concentrating harder than ever, sank once again into Position 2. This time, with Mistress C's assistance, she was able to manage with a modicum of grace! "Better!" Mistress C said approvingly. "You need to use the muscles in your thighs to help you maintain control and again, think about a string rising from the top of your head to keep yourself straight. The combination of these two things will help you to move between the various positions you will be expected to assume." Again and again, Mistress C had Stephanie move between Positions 1 and 2, and each time she grew increasingly more confident, balanced and graceful. Every so often, a lapse would occur, to be swiftly punished by the kiss of the cane but those occasions tapered off quickly. Mistress C then alternated Stephanie's training between walking and moving through the required positions. By the end of the session, Stephanie was gliding across the floor, and she was moving almost easily between the various positions, her movements graceful and elegant. Her ass and shoulders were sore from the strokes of the cane but she was starting to automatically assume a more confident and poised attitude. David appeared at the doorway and waited for Mistress C to indicate that the session had finished. He had been quietly observing for the last couple of minutes and was very pleased with what he saw. He strode confidently across the room, stopping a couple of feet away from the two women. "How is my sub doing?" he asked Mistress C, although he could already see a great improvement in the way she held herself. "She has done reasonably well today," Mistress C replied, "but she needs to overcome this constant lack of confidence in herself. It affects the way she holds herself! She doesn't seem to believe that she has any merit and this must be addressed before she can truly achieve her full potential!" "I see," David said thoughtfully. "It seems I need to adjust Stephanie's training schedule. This issue needs to be addressed sooner rather than later. Stephanie, please remain here with Mistress C until I return. You may kneel at her feet with your hands placed on your knees in reward for your hard work in this session." He waited until she had sunk into place, knowing that this position would ease the strain in her feet, legs and arms. She had worked hard this morning, as his cameras had showed and she deserved a short rest. He moved down the corridor to the library, where Stephanie's next trainer awaited. He had a brief conversation with her, asking if she would be willing to come back in the early afternoon. She checked her schedule and although it was busy, she owed David a few favours. She said she would make a few calls and would come back around 2pm, if that was convenient. David agreed and showed her to the front door. He returned to the dance studio where Mistress C and Stephanie were waiting. "Thank you for your time and your advice, Mistress C," he said. "It is very much appreciated!" "You are welcome, David," she replied. "This little one is going to be very special if you make sure you take care of her. I will return at the same time tomorrow, to continue her training." With those words, she stroked a gentle hand down Stephanie's cheek before handing over the leash to David and striding out of the room. Truth be told, she had already developed a soft spot for the girl, she was so eager to learn, to please, and she couldn't allow herself to show gentleness at a time when what the girl needed most was discipline to ensure that what she learned now became so deeply ingrained that she would never again question her right to be admired and cared for and yes, to be loved by the right person! She joined with David in cursing the upbringing that had come so close to destroying the beautiful person that was Stephanie! Much longer and Mistress C could anticipate what would have become of her. She had seen it happen too many times before. A gentle young woman, unsure of herself, lacking self-confidence, taken by an unprincipled man who persuaded her that he was doing her a favour by being with her, ending up in an abusive relationship from which she couldn't escape! At least David had come along in time to rescue this one, and for that she was profoundly grateful! There was a lump in her throat as she strode towards the front door, determined to do everything possible to help David bring this young woman to her full potential! Meanwhile, back in the studio, David was gently helping Stephanie rise to her feet. "Come with me," he said, unclipping her leash and leading her from the room with her arm tucked under his. He led her into the library where a side table had been laid with a coffee pot, cream, sugar and two cups, and seated her in a comfortable armchair next to the fireplace. He took the one opposite and leaned towards her, taking her hands in his. "Stephanie, Mistress C has highlighted a fact that has been bothering me since we met," he said quietly. "You are young, beautiful and obviously intelligent, yet you have such a low opinion of yourself. I need to get to the bottom of this for unless we can work through this, you will never be able to achieve your full potential. You need to believe, fully and completely, that you are worthy of the love, care and attention you will receive as your Master's submissive. Only when you truly believe to your very core, will you achieve what I know you can! I need you to talk to me, tell me about yourself, why you feel the way you feel, how you see yourself in the future and what your deepest desires are. Only by knowing your mind and heart as intimately as I will know your body, will I be able to help you become what you need to be!" Stephanie stared at this elegant man leaning towards her with sincerity showing clearly in his cool, grey eyes. She wasn't used to someone caring about what she thought or how she felt! She swallowed a lump that had arisen in her throat and her eyes prickled with unshed tears. "What do you want to know?" she asked softly, hesitantly. Little by little, David drew out all the details of her life. He left no stone unturned and through patient and gentle questioning revealed the dominant factors that had affected the way she felt about herself. He had already known that her mother was harsh and unforgiving of her daughter and that her father had not been able to stand up for her. What he hadn't known was that Stephanie had gone to a private school where she had excelled academically but with the result that she had been subjected to merciless bullying at the hands of a girl who was more popular but less intelligent than her. This girl and her coterie of friends had systematically ripped to shreds any pride that Stephanie had in her achievements until finally her grades had begun to suffer and instead of finishing with A grades across the board, she had only managed to achieve average passes and one single, solitary A grade in her favourite subject - English. David discovered how she would use books as her retreat from the world, preferring to inhabit her imagination as her self-confidence was continuously and systematically eroded both by her mother and her school mates! To be honest, David was amazed that she had survived the experience without disintegrating completely. He had known others who had broken down completely under much less. It was an indication of just how much inner strength she really had, whether she realised this or not! Flight to Submission Ch. 10 Seeing how painful it was for Stephanie to reveal her history to him, David poured her a cup of hot, sweet coffee, placing it in her hands before he guided her forwards, encouraging her to talk about her hopes and aspirations for the future. Stephanie confided that she had really taken a job as a flight attendant to get away from her domineering mother but had found that the travel and meeting new people had given her a great deal of pleasure and happiness. She admitted that she loved to hold dinner parties for her colleagues, revelling in creating dishes that she knew would be enjoyed. She preferred to let others hold court, entertaining the other guests with witty remarks or funny stories whilst she lingered in the background, making sure her guests wanted for nothing. David gently guided her onwards and eventually all her hopes and dreams came slipping out. She desperately yearned to find a man who would love and care for her, look after her and take some of the responsibilities from her shoulders. She wanted someone she could look up to and admire and she also desperately wanted to have children of her own someday, vowing to do a better job of raising them than her mother had done with her! However, she admitted, she didn't want to be a stay-at-home mum. She wanted to continue in a career that saw her interacting with others, even though she knew her career as a flight attendant would have to come to an end. She wasn't sure what she wanted but had been toying with the idea of becoming an event organiser or something similar. David listened patiently, constantly eliciting further information from her with his skilful questioning. A clear picture was emerging of this young woman. If he could remove all that self-doubt, instil the self-belief and confidence that she so desperately needed, Stephanie could indeed fly high, and not as a flight attendant! By the time she was finished, Stephanie's throat was dry, despite sipping the hot coffee. She also felt emotionally drained. She had never before told anyone about everything that had happened to her in the past and nobody had ever really expressed an interest in knowing what she wanted for her future and yet through his gentle but insistent questioning, her Master had drawn out all her close kept secrets, her non-voiced hopes and aspirations. She had been worried that her past would cause her Master to regard her with displeasure and disapproval, but all she saw in those clear, grey eyes, was concern and warmth! Tears welled in her eyes as she realised that nothing she had said or could say would change that concern, that care about her! David rose from his chair and perched on the arm of hers. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close for a while, stroking her hair and giving comfort, encouraging her to let the tears fall. He knew that she needed this release, this catharsis for the healing process to truly begin! Flight to Submission Ch. 11 When Stephanie had finally cried herself out, David rose and leaving her where she sat, moved to the bathroom, where he ran a soft cloth under cold water. He returned to the library and gently wiped the tears from her face before handing her the cloth and instructing her to hold it against her eyes to reduce their puffiness and soreness. She took it gratefully, smiling tremulously up at him. She felt exhausted but somehow her heart felt lighter. She hadn't realised just how heavy the weight of her past experiences had lain upon her! She pressed the cool cloth against her sore eyes, allowing it to soothe her. She also used the time to try and regain control over her emotions. David allowed her the time necessary to compose herself. He understood how difficult it had been for her to reveal so much. She had been carrying the burden for so long that to have finally revealed it would have cost her a great deal emotionally. He was going to have to be very careful in her training. Anything that even hinted at the type of emotional bullying that she had experienced was likely to do more harm than good! With Kristy, he had needed to strip everything away before he could rebuild her. Stephanie needed the opposite treatment. She needed love and reassurance at every stage of her training to ensure she had a rock solid foundation to build upon. David keenly felt the responsibility this placed upon him and silently vowed not to let her down! When Stephanie finally took the cloth from her eyes, David took it from her and placed it on the coffee tray. He walked to the bar and poured her a glass of cold water, returning to her side and allowing her to sip it slowly. When she had finished, he smiled down at her and then held out his hand and drew Stephanie to her feet. Again tucking her arm under his rather than using the leash, he led her from the library into the dining room. The table had been laid with two place settings, one opposite the other. David drew out a chair and seated Stephanie before taking his place opposite her. "For this meal only, and as a reward for your honesty and trust in me, you are allowed to eat with me as an equal," David advised. "I know how much it must have cost you to tell me about your past and I have the impression that nobody has ever asked you about what you want from your life! You need to understand that you will no longer be allowed to keep your feelings hidden. Your Master, whether it is myself or one whom I decide will be more compatible with you, will need to know your thoughts and dreams, your needs, your fears. You may not conceal anything. It is not your place to determine what your Master needs to know – he will expect to know everything and complete honesty is expected from you." Stephanie looked startled. She was so used to hiding her feelings, not wanting to burden anyone with her problems. What her Master was now telling her was completely the opposite. Not only would she be allowed to express herself, it would be demanded of her! The thought was both enticing and frightening at the same time! David was watching her carefully, gauging her reactions. Now he continued. "Stephanie," he said firmly, recapturing her attention, "the training you will undergo this week is going to be very intense. It is designed to stretch you limits and break through self-imposed boundaries. It is NOT, however, designed to break you. If at any time you feel as if you cannot continue, you will be expected to tell me. DO NOT conceal your fears because you don't wish to disappoint me. That is not the purpose of your training. I am here to guide you towards your completion and to do that I will sometimes appear to be harsh, but I am not cruel and if you are not completely honest with me, then I cannot help you fully. I cannot stress enough how important this is. NEVER keep quiet if something becomes too much for you to endure! You have a safe word for a reason, use it!" Stephanie stared at her Master as his words came crashing down on her. She had known, in a kind of abstract way, that he had intended to push her hard, but his insistence on her complete honesty and his caution that she must tell him if things became too much for her to bear, started to impress upon her just how intense things were likely to get! She shivered a little, a trace of apprehension stealing over her. She had thought that what she had already experienced was intense but the weight David was giving to her use of a safe word was telling her that there was a great deal yet to come! She almost bit her lip as she wondered whether she would really be able to cope with the training she had so blithely agreed to, until she remembered her Master's earlier instructions. Instead of biting her lip, she pressed them together and David picked up on the gesture immediately. "What's wrong Stephanie?" he asked quietly. "I'm beginning to realise that I may have been hasty in agreeing to this training," Stephanie said in a small voice. "It sounded so enticing when it was in the abstract, but I don't think it had really sunk in that the training would be so intense I might not be able to take it! To be honest, I'm feeling a little scared!" David smiled at her gently and with understanding. "I would be very surprised if you were not feeling that way!" he told her. "What you will be going through here is no small undertaking. You have a great many inhibitions that need to be broken and the method of doing so may sometimes seem harsh and extreme, but I promise you that they are being done for your ultimate benefit. You need to be able to know and be comfortable with the limits to which pleasure and... sometimes pain, or a combination of both, can take you to. If you cannot break through those barriers your inhibitions have built, then you will never experience those heights. Tell me honestly, Stephanie," he said, capturing her gaze and holding it with his own, "have you ever experienced an orgasm anywhere close to the intensity of those you have had under my control?" Stephanie flushed. He was right, of course. The way he had been making her feel, even when the stimulation was through pain, had been of a completely higher intensity than anything she had ever felt before! "No Master," she replied. "I have another question for you Stephanie," David continued, gently pressing his case. "If you had maintained control, would you have stopped things before you experienced that new intensity?" Stephanie's mouth fell open as she suddenly comprehended the meaning behind both his explanation and his questions! Left to herself, she had always stopped the action before she became too aroused, usually by faking the orgasm that her partners were expecting! She now realised she had been denying herself the incredible release that under her Master's control, she was now experiencing! "Yes Master, I would have!" she admitted. "Why do you think that is?" David questioned her gently. Stephanie thought hard about her answer. David's questions had prompted her to look deep inside herself, to examine her actions. Slowly the answer came to her. "I..I think it's because I'm afraid of losing control!" she admitted. "I'm afraid that if I lose control, I'll get hurt! I also..."she paused, trying to find the right words to express herself, "I also feel ashamed to be feeling so good!" she finally said in a small voice. David nodded in understanding. "But now you have handed that control to me," he gently reminded her. "How does that make you feel? How do you feel when you cum under my control?" "I.... I feel relief!" Stephanie admitted, surprised at the revelation. "I feel as if I am no longer responsible for how I feel! The desire to please you has surpassed my feelings of shame. With you I know that you expect me to submit to the pleasure, to experience everything to the fullest." She paused, then spoke up again. "I also know that with you I will not get hurt. I trust that you have my best interests at heart and that gives me the strength to obey you, no matter how hard I find your commands!" David was touched by the level of earnestness in Stephanie's voice. A submissive's trust is a precious thing, and was even more so in Stephanie's case, given her past. "I promise you Stephanie," David said, sincerity rippling through his voice, "I will never abuse the trust you have placed in me. Everything I do will be for your good and for your benefit!" His words brought a feeling of peace to Stephanie, quieting her racing heart and overwrought emotions. She could feel the truth of his words penetrate to her deepest level of being, a soothing balm to all those long ago hurts and the ever present fears and insecurities. David smiled and gestured for her to lift the cover from her plate. When she complied, she saw a delicious looking salad laid on the plate. Thinly sliced chicken was combined with tomatoes and salad greens and there was a light drizzle of vinaigrette over everything. A large jug of juice had been placed on the table. The beads on the glass testifying to its chilled state. The meal had been especially designed to give Stephanie the maximum amount of energy for the fewest calories. She was going to need that energy for her sessions later in the day! David made no further effort to make conversation, knowing that Stephanie needed some quiet time to process the effects both of her unburdening and of his words. Instead, they ate in a companionable silence, each helping themselves to juice and concentrating on their food. When they had finished, David placed his cutlery down and looked up, capturing Stephanie's eyes with his compelling gaze. "It is almost time for your next session, Stephanie," he said, "and for this one day, you have a choice. The session is yoga as you will need to be extremely supple for some of the things you will, in time, be required to do. Your body is almost perfect but some of what you will undergo will be very taxing and I don't want you to be damaged. The choice you have is this. You will attend further yoga sessions completely naked as the trainer will be very carefully checking the way your body moves and reacts. However, if for this first day, you feel you cannot cope with this, I will allow you to wear a bra & thong of my choice. It is more important for you to concentrate on what the trainer is telling you than it is for my requirement for you to be naked at all times except when I chose otherwise." He paused, looking searchingly at Stephanie. "Take your time answering as your decision will be final," he advised. Stephanie did as instructed and took her time considering her choice. While his assertion that future yoga sessions would be conducted with her naked had startled her at first, her mind darted back to the words of Mistress C in her earlier session, that she should be proud of her body. She thought hard about how she would feel being completely naked in front of a stranger and then realised that although she was wearing a corset and stockings at the moment, that really didn't conceal what just a few days ago, she would have been desperate to hide! "May I ask a question, Master?" she said. "Go ahead," David replied calmly. "Will the trainer be male or female?" Stephanie asked. "It should not make a difference to you Stephanie," David replied gently, "but I felt you would be more at ease with a woman, and that is what I have arranged for you." He paused, then continued, looking steadily at her. "You do realise that eventually you may be required to be naked in the presence of both men and women, and more than one at a time, don't you?" Stephanie swallowed hard as the images from the bondage club and the DVD came rushing back into her mind. She had known, in an abstract way, that she might be expected to participate in something similar at some point, but hadn't really considered the prospect with any seriousness. David watched the play of emotions cross her face and offered her reassurance. "Stephanie, you won't be asked to do anything that you're not ready for," he advised gently. "Rest assured, I will take you at a pace that will push you hard but will not be anything you cannot endure and this includes your exposure to others!" Stephanie relaxed slightly at his words. She was still a little apprehensive, who wouldn't be when faced with the prospect of being naked in front of a number of people, but David's words had reassured her somewhat and although there was a large part of her that was still horrified at the idea, a small, insistent part was making her tingle in anticipation! Finally she looked up at him, her mind made up. "I know you prefer that I be naked at all times, Master, so that is what I choose today," she said steadily. "You are certain of your decision?" David asked. "You know it is final?" "Yes Master," she said with determination in her voice. "If I am to be naked for the rest of the sessions, then I should be naked for this one too!" David rose and walked around to where she was sitting. He placed his hands on her shoulders and dropped a kiss onto the top of her head. "Know that I am very pleased with your decision, Stephanie," he said, warmth and approval suffusing his voice. He knew that giving Stephanie the option of wearing clothes, no matter how minimal, had been a risk but he wanted to reinforce her conditioning and that was stronger if in her mind she had made the decision rather than having submitted to his orders. "Let's get you properly prepared for your next session," he said, drawing her up from her chair. This time, he did clip the leash to her collar, re-establishing the Master/sub discipline now that the critical moment had passed. He led her out of the dining room and into her room, where once again he had her stand braced against the bedpost as he unlaced her corset. When he finally removed it, its outline stood out clearly against Stephanie's skin. He unlocked the ankle straps and helped Stephanie step out of the shoes, holding her up as her feet went into spasm and her calves seized as the muscles tried to compensate for the fact that the soles of her feet were suddenly 5" lower. Tears welled in her eyes and she clung to David for several minutes, drawing on his steady strength to help her overcome the fierce pain throbbing through her legs and feet. Finally, it died down and she was able to stand on her own, although there was still a residual ache. David pushed her back until she was sitting on the bed, then one after the other he firmly massaged her legs and feet until the pain fled completely. "Better?" he asked. "Much!" Stephanie replied. "Thank you Master!" "Not at all," he replied. "You cannot fully participate in yoga if you are in pain, and speaking of which," he continued, moving into the bathroom and returning with a tube of cream, "let's do something about those welts from Mistress C's cane!" He smoothed cream over each stripe crossing her shoulders and ass and Stephanie sighed as the sting was soothed away. When he was done, he replaced the cap on the tube and stood back. "Assume Position 1!" he commanded and Stephanie was quick to obey. David noted with pride how she was starting to slip easily into the positions required of her role! She was absolutely perfect! "Position 2" he continued, and Stephanie sank to her knees, the action graceful and balanced despite the fact that she kept her hands behind her head as she did so. "Position 3!" was his next command and Stephanie leaned forwards and spread her ass cheeks wide. "Very good!" David said approvingly. "Remain in Position 3 until I tell you otherwise." He brought out a bottle of lubricant from the bedside drawer and Stephanie felt his fingers massaging around and inside her asshole. The action no longer filled her with fear. Instead she found she was welcoming the sensation of his fingers inside her ass. It was all she could do not to edge herself backwards onto them! Instead she held herself in place as David withdrew his fingers and replaced them with a plug. She almost groaned as its thickness filled her and didn't know whether it was from discomfort or displeasure! "Position 1" David commanded and Stephanie rose to her feet once more, placing her hands behind her head. Once again, he pushed Stephanie backwards but this time he continued until she was lying on the bed. He drew her hands out towards the edges of the bed and cuffed her wrists to each head post. He did the same to her ankles until she was stretched wide on her back. He went to a cabinet and withdrew the same apparatus that he had sent to her in England. He placed the cups over Stephanie's breasts and then parted her pussy lips and peeled back her clitoral hood before placing the tube over her clit. He attached the hoses to the pump and switched it on, telling Stephanie that he would be back in 1 hour. Her room was carefully monitored at all times and he had a link to his phone so that he could keep an eye on her to make sure she wasn't unduly stressed. Bound in place, Stephanie lay still as her breasts and clit started to throb from the effects of the vacuum pump. There was something quite soporific, however, about the constant pull and release of the pump and she found herself drifting in a semi-conscious state, slightly detached from reality. The admissions she had made this morning were running through her mind, as were the words of her Master. She appreciated the time he was taking to reassure her on her journey towards the goal he had set for her. She made herself examine each hurtful experience she had suffered, measuring it against the faith and belief in her that her Master, Mistress C and Alexandra had in her. Looking at things from a distance, she finally saw the bullying for what it was, an attempt to belittle her and bring her down on the part of others who themselves felt inadequate. It was as if a bright light suddenly shone down, illuminating the truth. She had nothing to be ashamed of and everything to be proud of. She had achieved a career that she was happy in, had gained independence from her mother and now, she was receiving the attention of a man who just a couple of weeks earlier, she would not have dreamed would notice her! Ok, that attention was also of a type that she had never dreamed of. Who could have known that the club turning out to be something unexpected and a chance comment overhead, would lead to such an immense change in her life! Her mind was still throwing up reasons why she should not be doing what she was doing, that she should not have agreed so swiftly to what her Master had offered, but her body knew differently. Never had she experienced such depths of feeling or sensation and deep down in the core of her being, there was a feeling of contentment, of rightness about the decision she had made and the situation she was in. She knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this man, her Master, would protect and care for her, guiding her towards a fulfilment that she had never even known existed! She was so lost in her thoughts that she never heard her bedroom door open or the approaching footsteps of David. She was brought back to reality as she felt his hands removing the cups from her now tender breasts. He swept his fingers lightly over her nipples, which responded immediately, eliciting a moan from Stephanie. Next, he removed the tube from her clit and again lightly rubbed his fingers over the sensitive nub. This time she groaned as her hypersensitive clit reacted immediately, causing her body to shudder. David removed his fingers. He did not want her overstimulated for this next session! Taking care not to stimulate her further, he withdrew the butt plug and placed it in the bathroom, ready for cleaning. When he returned to the bed, he detached the cuffs from the restraints and helped Stephanie to sit upright. Flight to Submission Ch. 11 He noticed that she looked different. Oh, not physically, although her clit was swollen and her breasts clearly showed where the cups had encased them. No, it was a calmness, a stillness about her. She no longer hunched in on herself as if apologising for who she was. There was a relaxation in her body and only now it had gone, could David see how much tension she had always carried with her! This morning's conversation had obviously had a profound effect upon her and he was very glad he had listened to Mistress C and taken the time to really get to the bottom of what and who had caused such distress in Stephanie's life! "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Surprisingly well, Master," she replied. "I'm sorry to have unloaded so much emotional baggage on you this morning!" "Stephanie," David said sternly. "I have already told you that I need to know everything about you. How can I determine what will be right for you if I do not know who you truly are! You must always be honest with me and tell me if you are worried or scared about anything. That doesn't just mean here in your D/s life, but also in your outside life. Pressures and stresses there can have a direct impact on your responses when with your Master." Stephanie watched her Master intently as he spoke. She hadn't thought about how her outside life would affect her life as a submissive, only worrying about how her becoming a submissive would impact upon her outside life. Now she realised it would be a 2-way street! "Yes Master," she replied. "I think I understand and will tell you if there is something worrying me." "Good," David said approvingly. "Now I suggest you freshen up. Your next session will begin in a few minutes and you need to be ready." Stephanie rose from the bed and padded to the bathroom, trying to maintain the elegance of motion that she had been taught with Mistress C. She thought of something that would please her Master and clasped her hands behind her back as she walked, smoothly, elegantly, hips swaying seductively. David looked on in appreciation. The girl was definitely a fast learner! She freshened up and then moved to the toilet, no longer ashamed to notice her Master was stood in the doorway, watching every move she made. When she was finished, she moved back into the bedroom and immediately assumed Position 1 in front of her Master. She was picture perfect! David loved the look of her naked body displayed for his pleasure, collar and cuffs encircling her neck, wrists and ankles, the dark leather contrasting beautifully against her pale skin. "Are you ready for your session?" he asked. Stephanie flushed slightly as she remembered she had chosen to be naked but nodded firmly and was rewarded by her Master's approving smile as he clipped a leash to her collar. Turning, he led her out of the room and back down to the dance studio where she had received her instruction from Mistress C. When Stephanie looked up she saw a willowy, petite, Asian woman, long dark hair cascading down her back, standing in the centre of the room, her entire bearing one of ease and tranquillity. Her expression did not change in the slightest at the sight of a naked woman entering the studio. David unclipped the leash and introduced the two women to each other. "Stephanie, this is Samantha," he said. "She will be putting you through a series of yoga exercises designed to strengthen your body and increase its flexibility and suppleness. You will need this to cope with your duties as a submissive. I have no intention of damaging you through strained or overstressed muscles and the yoga will help to prevent this." "Samantha, this is Stephanie," he continued. "I can safely say that she is the most promising submissive I have ever had, with one exception. She is willing and eager to learn and obey, so please give her your best efforts." Samantha nodded and replied that she would take good care of Stephanie. Her voice was soft and husky, its timbre sending shivers down Stephanie's spine. David turned and left the room, advising them that he would return in one hour. When he was gone, Samantha turned to Stephanie, asking if she had ever done yoga before. Stephanie admitted it was something she had been interested in but had never got around to taking any classes. "Very well," Samantha said in her husky voice. "We'll start with the basics and I will use this session to test your current flexibility." She started out with warm up exercises, designed to ready the body for more strenuous movements later on. She ran through the basic exercises, noting that Stephanie could accomplish them with ease. She moved on to more intermediate poses, these requiring more strength and flexibility. Stephanie started to struggle a little with some of them, so Samantha slowed their progress, instructing her to concentrate on her breathing, to relax into each pose. She used a very hands-on technique, gently assisting Stephanie whenever she needed it, her smooth hands gently but firmly moving Stephanie's body into those positions she was finding more difficult. She was so calm and professional that Stephanie didn't even think about how strange it was to have a woman touching her naked body! In fact, after a while, she found herself having to make a conscious effort to ignore the sensations that were being generated by Samantha's touch and concentrate on her breathing and the required poses! With Samantha helping, Stephanie managed to complete her first programme of poses with a feeling of accomplishment. She could feel the slight strain they had placed on muscles unused to these positions. Samantha smiled at her encouragingly, telling her in that husky, sexy voice, that she had done very well for her first attempt. They finished off with breathing exercises and relaxation techniques. Stephanie could feel that her body had worked hard, there was a pleasant ache in her muscles, but the relaxation techniques had made her feel wonderful. Samantha was so centred and tranquil that Stephanie had not even thought about the fact that she had been naked in front of her! When David returned, the two women were sitting in front of each other, legs crossed, hands resting lightly on their knees, breathing deeply and evenly. It was a very peaceful sight and for a moment, he was envious! He cleared his throat and at once Stephanie's eyes flew to his. He was gratified at such a swift response from this young sub in training. "Time for your next session," he told her and she immediately rose to her feet, remembering to thank Samantha for her time as she did so. David smiled. She was so different to how Kristy had been at the start of her training! At times he had despaired of breaking through her barriers and leading her to become the happy, considerate and thoughtful person that she now was. There was no such problem with Stephanie! Courtesy was second nature to her! Indeed if anything, Stephanie needed to learn to put her feelings and desires before others. He did not want a submissive who was a doormat but one who was strong and confident in who she was! He clipped the leash back to her collar and led her out of the studio. He brought her into a room that she had not seen. The concealed lighting was low, creating interesting shadows in the corners of the room. The floor was covered in jet black wooden boards, into which at various places were set eye bolts and other catches. Along one side of the room there was a rack, illuminated by inset lighting that contained a variety of whips. Stephanie caught her breath as she noted canes, floggers, paddles and riding crops, all set out in their own separate section, neatly arrayed. Stephanie licked her lips as she imagined the effect each one would have on her body! Above the whips, a selection of masks, hoods and blindfolds had been artistically arranged on the wall, the sight sinister and enticing at the same time! Some of the masks were obviously for use by a Master and ranged from stark simplicity to ornate extravagance. The range of hoods was extensive. Some had gags incorporated into them, some had removable eyepieces, some had strange bulges where the ears would be. There was a hood for every conceivable occasion and again, Stephanie couldn't repress a shiver as she imagined each and every one of them being placed over her head, shutting out the light. The blindfolds ranged from padded satin through to velvet and one or two heavy leather ones. Again, Stephanie was caught up with the imagery. As they moved further into the room, Stephanie caught sight of a heavy, polished, black wooden cross standing upright in a corner of the room. There were sturdy bolts attached at each end of the cross and as Stephanie noticed it, her mind immediately recalled one of the scenes from the bondage club, with the submissive bound tightly to a cross, being brought to climax after climax through a combination of pain and pleasure. She felt her face grow hot as she found herself wondering if she would ever be in that position! The idea sent a quiver through her pussy. She glanced to the opposite side of the room and almost stopped dead in surprise at what she saw. Only her obedience to her Master kept her feet moving forwards. Suspended from the ceiling were five chains that ran through pulleys. These in turn were attached to an expanse of black leather that was slung between them. Large rings were set into each chain and Stephanie finally realised what it must be! It was a suspension sling! She had overheard a conversation at the bondage club about a sub being placed in a sling and subsequently used. She shivered as she realised that before the week was over, it was likely that she would be bound into that sling! A slight tug on her leash brought her thoughts back to the present and there in front of her was a large, very sturdy 4 poster bed. It had drapes of deep red velvet, caught back with ties of the same material and as a glint overhead caught Stephanie's eye, she realised there was a mirror embedded into the ceiling. The bed was covered with black satin sheets and Stephanie could see there were heavy chains attached to each post. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that once locked to these chains, there would be no escape from whatever her Master decided to do to her! "On the bed, sub," David commanded. "Lie face up and remain still." Stephanie did as commanded, laying quietly as David attached each of her cuffs to the chains. He tightened the chains until she was held completely immobile. She could see her naked body spread wide reflected in the mirror above her, the heavy cuffs stark against her skin, the collar lying snugly around her throat. She should have been scared at the evidence of her helplessness but instead she revelled in the feelings of anticipation! She had a brief thought that had she not had the yoga session earlier, the position she had now been placed into would have been extremely uncomfortable. As it was, she felt her muscles stretching but there was no pain. David left her in place and moved over to where the hoods, masks and blindfolds were displayed. He chose a soft, padded velvet mask and returning to the bed, placed it over her eyes, blocking her vision. Immediately, Stephanie felt her other senses sharpen. She could smell the light, sophisticated cologne her Master wore. Her hearing picked up the sounds of his footsteps as he walked around the room and further sounds of cupboards and drawers opening and closing. She could hardly contain her sense of anticipation, wondering what the next session held for her! She felt the mattress dip as David settled his weight onto the bed beside her. She heard and felt a light buzzing as he placed two small vibrators at either side of her head, close to her ears. Stephanie felt her body immediately respond to the sound, already associating it with the heights of pleasure she had been experiencing! She could already feel her pussy getting wet and her tongue darted out to lick her lips, leaving them glistening in the low lighting. A cool draft washed over Stephanie's skin and her nipples stiffened in reaction until they stood hard and erect. David ran a finger lightly and gently down Stephanie's cheek, tracing a path down along her neck and across her collarbone, lingering in the hollow below her throat. He murmured soft words in her ears, barely discernible over the buzzing of the vibrators. "I'm going to show you the delights that obedience brings to you, Stephanie," he murmured. "I will show you your truth, show you the way to your completion but you must obey me completely. You must use every fibre of your being to do as I tell you, to follow my every command. Your reward will be beyond measure, but obedience is key. Obedience is pleasure, Stephanie, remember this!" He started to run one of the mini vibrators lightly over her skin, tracing paths across her body, maintaining the lightest of touches. Stephanie shivered at the sensations his actions aroused. He lightly circled the vibrator around each of her breasts in turn, its surface barely in contact with her skin and then gently ran it over each of her breasts, eliciting a moan of desire from her. This was exquisite torture! The touch was too light for her to gain any satisfaction but was enough to start increasing the desire her body was feeling. He continued to let the vibrator drift across her body, never using a pattern that she could discern. He ran it down her outstretched arms, down her sides towards her hips, across her abdomen, setting up a tremor she couldn't repress as he lingered there for a while. All the time she could hear his voice murmuring above the buzzing of the vibrators. "Let yourself be free, Stephanie," he murmured, "let your body experience every sensation. Give yourself up to the pleasure your Master gives you. Revel in your truth! You are a submissive, my submissive, made for pleasure, made to be used, knowing always that obedience leads you to ultimate pleasure. Cast out all other thoughts from your mind, concentrate on your obedience to your Master, concentrate on the pleasure you are experiencing!" Again and again those words were murmured in her ear as he continued to drift the vibrator across her skin. The effect was mesmeric and Stephanie found herself obeying him, letting her mind drift, concentrating on the pleasure his actions was arousing. He moved the vibrator downwards, running it down the insides of her thighs. His actions had Stephanie moaning in desire. Her body tried to writhe away from the insistent, irresistible vibrations but David had secured her so tightly and the cuffs were so substantial that she couldn't move a muscle! This slow ascent towards climax was setting off tremors deep inside her body but was so subtle that it was impossible to resist! He brought the vibrator slowly back up her inner thighs, still with the most delicate, lightest of touches. By now Stephanie was breathing hard, perspiration starting to bead on her skin. He ran the vibrator lightly to and fro over her mons and Stephanie groaned, a deep, guttural sound, indicative of the extent of her arousal. He kept the vibrator running lightly over her mound, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She was panting now as she felt the wave climb inexorably higher. The slow, subtle arousal had her body afire, electricity surging through her in wave after irresistible wave but still not enough to give her the relief that she craved! She felt David's fingers part her labia, running through the slickness from her pussy juices before peeling back her clitoral hood and lightly running the vibrator over it. She gasped as her body screamed out in response! She was so close to cumming! "Please Master," she gasped, "I need to cum! Please let me cum!" "Not yet, sub," David told her firmly, holding the vibrator against her clit for several more moments before removing it, pushing her right to the very edge. "Your orgasms belong to me and I decide when you may have them! You are being taught control so that you will always please your Master with your obedience! You are my property now, sub, nothing else. Your obedience is all to you! Now concentrate on your feelings. Feel the vibrations run through your body. Feel your clit harden and thrill to its touch! Let yourself experience every sensation fully, take it into your core and hold it there. Allow yourself to become one with the desire, the passion, the lust!" Stephanie shuddered at the power contained in his words and tried to obey his commands. She concentrated on the feelings surging through her body, the sensations that her skin was on fire. She loosed all her long held inhibitions and gave herself up to the demands of her body. Her mind was awash with swirling colours, her only anchor the quiet, insistent words of her Master and the knowledge that she must obey him and somehow resist the climax that her body was so insistently demanding! She heard the buzzing increase in volume as David replaced the vibrator beside her ear. He picked up a very soft feather and once again started to explore her body, this time in a completely different pattern so she was unable to anticipate where he would touch her next. The touch of the feather was even more teasing than the vibrators had been and Stephanie's body became more sensitive by the moment. Her wrists and ankles were pulling against the restraints in vain as her body tried desperately to move away from the insistent teasing but the chains and cuffs held her far too tightly. She was locked in place, unable to do anything to avoid the maddeningly sensual attentions of her Master! Again, he brought one of the vibrators down and pressed it into her clit. Stephanie groaned as her body demanded release. Again she begged her Master for permission to cum! Again he denied her, keeping the vibrator against her clit fractionally longer than before, watching closely to ensure she didn't lose control! Stephanie sighed with relief as she felt him remove both the vibrator and the feather but that relief was short lived! A light prickling sensation started to move over her body as David ran a pinwheel over her skin, using just enough pressure to tease and not hurt. He concentrated on her breasts first, pressing a little harder as he ran it over her nipples and was rewarded by her immediate moan of desire. She felt the pressure change to a scratching sensation as David dragged the pinwheel lightly sideways over her skin, varying the sensations she was experiencing but again keeping her on the edge with the lightness of his touch. Again he finally brought the vibrator in against her clit. By now Stephanie was shuddering uncontrollably, held captive not only by her physical bonds but by the mental ones her Master was gently imposing on her with his continual murmured instructions and encouragement. "Your truth is your essence now, sub," he told her over and over again, "let yourself be free, revel in your truth!" David continued this treatment of his sub several times over, varying the items he used on her between a soft flogger – dragging the strips lightly over her skin, the feather, the pinwheel and the vibrator, each time drawing her more and more deeply into the raging torrent of her lust and desires. Stephanie felt her Master's fingers part her pussy lips, sliding easily between them due to the copious juices her pussy was generating. She felt pressure at the entrance to her sex and then groaned as she was stretched wide by the thick dildo David was firmly pushing into place. She then felt cool gel being spread around her asshole and again the pressure as a butt plug was also inserted into her. He continued to tease her clit, pressing the vibrator into it, holding it there until Stephanie was begging him for permission to cum, then removing it just before she lost control. With her pussy stuffed with the thick dildo, the effects of the vibrator were intensified. Stephanie was so frustrated. If she could have ground down on the vibrator to get relief she would have! Flight to Submission Ch. 11 Stephanie was suddenly aware of her Master's voice as he spoke more loudly to her. "Who are you, Stephanie? What are you? Tell your Master!" Barely able to speak, Stephanie was nevertheless compelled to answer. "I am a submissive, Master, I am Your submissive!" she gasped. "What is your truth?" he demanded. "Obedience is pleasure, Master!" she panted as she struggled to stave off the impending orgasm his actions were encouraging. "This is your destiny, Stephanie," David told her, sensuality woven through his tones, "this is your truth!" "Yes Master," she gasped, breathless from the combination of the raging lust rampaging through her body and the insistent stimulation of the vibrator. "Good girl!" David said, his voice warm with approval. He turned the vibrator to high power and secured it against her clit. At the same time he switched on the vibrator in the butt plug to high and started to pump the dildo in and out of her hard and fast. Stephanie tensed, no longer able to contain or control her body's reactions. "Cum for me now, sub," David commanded. "Embrace this truth, your truth!" Helpless to resist her Master's words, grateful beyond measure that she was finally allowed release, Stephanie gave in and was swept away on the crest of the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced! David kept up the pressure through 2 more equally intense orgasms until darkness enveloped Stephanie and she floated away into unconsciousness, overwhelmed by the intensity of her experience! When she regained consciousness, Stephanie realised that she was no longer bound to the bed. Her whole body was sensitised to the slightest movement and she felt highly emotional. She felt her Master sit down beside her and as he gently removed her blindfold, she found herself gazing into his handsome face, his eyes reflecting his concern for her. It was too much for her and she suddenly burst into tears. David had been expecting this and gently gathered her into his arms, holding her close and rocking her as a storm of emotion swept through her. Flight to Submission Ch. 12 David held Stephanie closely against him, reassuring her with his strong arms around her, one hand gently stroking her hair as he allowed her to cry herself out. He knew only too well that she needed this release from the intensity of sensations and feelings she had just experienced! When the jagged sobbing finally died away, he put a gentle finger under her chin and with soft lips, kissed her tears away. She clung to him as a drowning woman would cling to a rock, her hands twisting in the soft fabric of his shirt. Almost instinctively, she lifted her lips towards him and was rewarded when he dropped the lightest of kisses onto her mouth, his lips brushing hers with a feather-light touch. "You did very well, my sub," he told her softly, his voice a caress, a soothing balm to her raw emotional state. "I am so very proud of you!" Stephanie looked up at him through reddened eyes, her expression wondering. "What you just experienced is what you are truly capable of when you submit completely to your Master, when you obey without any hesitation or qualification, when you allow your body to be heard!" David told her warmly. "This ecstasy can be yours from this moment onwards if you remember to always put your trust in your Master. Remember your mantra, Stephanie. Obedience is pleasure! Keep that mantra uppermost in your mind at all times and you will, in time, surpass even the experience you have had tonight!" Stephanie's mouth fell open in amazement. She could not believe that she could experience anything that would surpass what she had been through this evening. David laughed gently as he took in her stunned expression. "Trust me, trust your Master," he said smiling. "Remember, I told you that I felt you had the potential for greatness. If I had been having any doubts about that whatsoever, you have amply proved how right I was tonight!" He held her away from him and rose to his feet. Looking down at her, his eyes took in her dishevelled state, her eyes red and puffy from crying, her skin still flushed from her earlier exertions, her hair in disarray. "We need to get you freshened up," David told her. He once more clipped her leash to her collar and assisted her to rise from the bed before leading her back to her bedroom. There he put her through all three of her required positions and was pleased to see that despite her obvious exhaustion, she moved easily into each one, maintaining each position with perfect precision. She was learning her lessons very quickly and David was impressed. She was indeed a natural submissive! When she was once again standing in Position 1, David left her and walked into the bathroom where he proceeded to run her a hot, deep bath. He added Neroli, Ylang Ylang and lemon essential oils to the hot water to help soothe away the stresses of the intensely emotional and physical session Stephanie had just undergone. He was very well aware that she would need to be very carefully monitored for the rest of the evening to ensure she did not descend into an equally intense low in the aftermath of that session! The punishment session that she was expecting would not take place tonight, there was too much risk of a negative impact. Instead, David had arranged for a session that would engage and hopefully stimulate her mind in a completely different direction. When the bath was full, he led Stephanie from the bedroom, removing her cuffs, collar and butt plug before assisting her into the hot water. He stayed with her as she let herself soak and relax, carefully ensuring that she did not fall asleep as her eyes drifted closed! Stephanie revelled in the hot water, letting its warmth invade limbs that had endured the stresses and strains of the day's events. As steam arose around her face, she let her consciousness drift, dimly aware of her Master sitting beside the bath as he watched over her. She tried to let her mind go blank but her body was still consumed with the sensations she had experienced. She felt a curious disappointment, as if she was now missing something. Little did she realise that now her body had experienced true, complete fulfilment, she would begin to crave that fulfilment on an increasingly more frequent basis! David let her soak for as long as possible before a glance at his watch told him they were running the risk of running late on their schedule. He gently dipped a hand into the still hot water and ran his thumb lightly over Stephanie's nipple, the action eliciting a seductive moan from her parted lips as she opened drowsy eyes. She had no idea of how sensual she looked at that moment and it was all David could do to resist dragging her out of the bath and taking her hard and fast on the bathroom floor! "Come on sub," he said with a smile in his voice. "No more time for lounging around. You have work to do!" Still wrapped in sleepy lassitude, Stephanie pouted prettily but rose out of the bath with the assistance of her Master, the water sheeting off her slim body. As David wrapped her in a soft towel, he could just see the faint marks of the cane Mistress C had used on her earlier and made a note to smooth more cream into those welts to ensure her skin was not marred in any way. He ordered Stephanie to assume Position 1 and proceeded to pat her dry, his hands lingering over her breasts and between her legs in a way that had her once again moaning softly in desire. She found herself craving her Master's touch with an intensity that surprised her. Never before had anyone had such an effect upon either her mind or her body! She almost swayed closer to him as he moved away before remembering that she was, at all times, to remain in the position commanded. Although she found it incredibly hard, she maintained position as she heard his footsteps echo through the bathroom. She almost gasped when she felt coolness spread across her shoulders and ass, as David massaged cream into the welts she had sustained that morning from Mistress C's cane. A slight tingling occurred in the places where the cream had been applied that reminded her of the bite of the cane whenever she had failed to maintain the posture that Mistress C demanded. David knew very well what the effect of the cream would be. It was especially formulated to intensify sensation whilst at the same time ensure that no permanent marks would ensue from any punishment given! After all, the purpose of punishment was to ensure that lessons were learned thoroughly. It would lessen the effect if the pain was to be removed too soon! He once again secured Stephanie's collar around her throat before attaching the leash and leading her to the bedroom. Once there, he had her again assume Position 1 as he moved to the chest of drawers and withdrew corset, stockings and a pair of soft leather cuffs before returning to the bed. He secured the cuffs around Stephanie's wrists and then he again had her brace herself against the bed post as he wrapped the corset around her waist and firmly tightened it, again using the special tool to ensure that the laces were as tight as they could go. As Stephanie turned around to put on her stockings, David admired the shape the beautiful purple and black corset had given her. Her creamy breasts rose above the upper shelf of the corset, supported and displayed to perfection, the deep rose of her aureoles standing out clearly against her pale skin and the dark fabric of the corset. Her waist, already slim, was now even more so, making the flare of her body to her hips even more pronounced. The effect was incredibly sexy, a true hour glass figure! With a little effort, Stephanie managed to smooth the black, lace top stockings up her legs and attach them to the built in suspenders of the corset. She took a great deal of care with this operation as the stockings were so sheer and she was worried she would tear them if she was anything other than gentle as she smoothed them up her legs. Once they were in place, David brought over the same shoes she had worn to the morning session with Mistress C and as Stephanie once again stepped into them, he locked them around her ankles. She pressed her lips together as the high heels once again placed a strain on her legs and pressure on the balls of her feet, but knew better than to make a complaint. Her visit to the shoe shop in London had shown her that this was the height of heel she would need to be accustomed to wear, indeed she realised that at least 2 pairs of the shoes that had been ordered for her were at least an inch higher than those she wore now! At a gesture from her Master, Stephanie glided over to the dressing table. She used a gentle cleanser before applying moisturiser to her face. The hot bath had helped to ease the stress of her body and her eyes had lost their puffiness and were once again clear and lucent. She applied a light foundation before reaching for the rest of the cosmetics. Her hand arrested in mid-air as David's voice interrupted her. "As it is the evening, you may use a slightly heavier look," he said, "but bear in mind that you are my sub and as such are always a reflection upon your Master!" Stephanie nodded and once again reached for the cosmetics. This time she chose a slightly heavier mascara, applying 2 coats in total and ensuring each lash was separate from the others, ensuring a wide-eyed look. She selected a dark silver powder for her lids, shading it to a deep, smoky purple in the outer corners. Black kohl lined her upper and lower lids and she selected a deep plum colour for her lips. She finished off with a very light dusting of blush across her cheekbones and set everything with a light powder. The vision that looked back from her mirror was incredible. The whole look, while sophisticated, had a sultry, sensual feel and was far removed from anything Stephanie would ever have dared to display before she had met her Master! David came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders, squeezing gently to express his approval. "Very good, my sub," he said. "Exactly the look I wished to see on you!" Stephanie glowed with pleasure at his words. Her mind craved his approval in the same way that her body craved the pleasure he gave her and with equal intensity! There was no longer the slightest trace of doubt in her mind. She had found her place. She was a submissive. She realised that she was happier under her Master's control than she had ever been in her entire life and if she had to endure some pain and discomfort along the way, then she was happy to do so, knowing the incredible rewards that resulted from her obedience and submission to his will. Once again David clipped the leash to Stephanie's collar and led her from the bedroom into the dining room. Walking to the dining table, he removed her leash before ordering her to assume Position 1. He had intended that for this first supper, Sue and Kristy would have been absent, but Stephanie had made so much progress throughout the day, that he felt he might be able to move up her timetable and have her interact with both another sub and a Mistress. He did, however want to make sure. "Stephanie," he said gently. "I have already told you that I am engaged to be married. My fiancée is Sue and she is a Mistress in her own right. She has a submissive called Kristy. Are you comfortable with their presence this evening or do you require more time to adjust? You will be meeting both of them tomorrow in any case but if you feel you have undergone too much already today, you may of course tell me. Think carefully about your answer. Just because Sue is my fiancée does not mean that you can act with any less respect towards me or her as you would usually do!" Stephanie thought hard about what her Master had asked. She was a little nervous about meeting the two women but realised that she had already undergone a yoga session completely naked and her deportment session with Mistress C clad in no more than she was currently wearing. She very much appreciated the fact that her Master had taken her feelings into consideration and came to her decision. "It would be wrong of me to deny you the company of your fiancée, Master," she said. "I will be very happy to meet both your fiancée and her submissive." "Good girl!" David said approvingly. "You will address my fiancée as Mistress S. Her submissive is called Kristy and if you have any concerns over what to do this evening when serving, you may ask her... quietly and briefly. There must be no extraneous chatter between the two of you. I expect you to conduct yourself with grace and decorum at all times. When your duties are finished, you will take your place quietly by my chair in Position 2. Are you clear on all of this?" "Yes Master," Stephanie replied. Now the decision had been made, she was wildly curious to see exactly what type of woman had managed to win the heart of the elegant, self-contained man who was now her Master! She remained in position as her Master walked out of the dining room. Out of her sight, he made his way to the library where Sue and Kristy were waiting. Sue was sitting in one of the comfortable armchairs, with Kristy kneeling patiently at her feet, her golden collar glistening in the low lighting. "Stephanie's training has come along better than I had hoped," David told Sue. "I am therefore, my dear, very happy to invite you to dine with me this evening," he said, dropping a sensual, lingering kiss on her palm before drawing her to her feet and giving her a more passionate kiss on the lips. Kristy maintained her submissive pose as they enjoyed each other, now fully acclimated and happy in her role. Thanks to David, her private law firm in the Keys was extremely successful and her new found civility and consideration for others had resulted in a large and prestigious client list. She was now moving among the most powerful people in the islands but rather than letting her success go to her head, she instead used her considerable skills and formidable intellect to the benefit of others. The result was that she now commanded almost as much respect as David and her Mistress and was powerful in her own right. She had found the happiest of mediums. A vocation that she loved and excelled in combined with a personal life in which she knew her place and was happy and cared for with all responsibilities removed. A tug on her leash indicated that her Mistress was ready to move into the dining room and Kristy followed on all fours. As she had been expecting a casual evening, Sue had instructed Kristy to wear a corset but no stockings or shoes. Kristy was tall enough already without the 5" heels adding extra height. Stephanie's eyes widened as her Master opened the door and ushered through the most stunning pair of women she had ever seen. Mistress S was clad in the most sumptuous gown of dark emerald silk, the colour contrasting beautifully with her dark red hair. She walked with a calm assurance, her eyes clear and steady, taking in her fiancée's new sub for the first time. She liked what she saw. The girl was slim, with delicate features that had been enhanced by the cosmetics she had used. The severe corset, black stockings and high heels shoes showed off her body to perfection. There were traces of softness still about her but the regimen of yoga and exercise that David had planned for her would soon ensure that her body would be as toned and supple as Kristy's, ready for the vigour of a submissive's life. She did not have the handsome, strong features that Kristy had but her beauty was subtle and likely to last for much longer. There were still faint traces of apology in the way she held herself but having heard the whole story from David whilst Stephanie had been in the yoga session, she was confident that he would be able to remove them completely, replacing them with a sense of self-worth and belonging. Stephanie's eyes widened even further as she saw the woman crawling along behind Mistress S. Her long blonde hair was done in a tight braid that started high on top of her head. Her long, tanned limbs were smooth and toned and Stephanie could tell by the length of her body that she was tall. Her mind instantly likened her to the image she had of what a Valkyrie should be! She couldn't believe that such a striking looking woman could so meekly crawl behind another as if it was the most natural thing in the world! Then she noticed that Kristy too was wearing a twisted gold choker, above which was a soft leather collar similar to her own, to which was attached the leather leash that the red-headed woman was holding. Sue walked up and stood before Stephanie, deliberately making an overt inspection of her, although she didn't touch her, not wishing to push Stephanie's boundaries too far too soon. Eventually, she looked directly at the young sub and spoke in her cool, calm voice. "So you are David's new sub," she said. "Your Master has told me a lot about you and how he hopes you will be one of the best he has trained. Now that I have seen you, I believe he is not wrong in those hopes, but you will have to work hard to meet his expectations. Are you capable of putting in this hard work, sub?" she asked. "Are you willing to repay the time and effort your Master is putting in to your training?" Sue knew the answer before Stephanie spoke. It was written clearly in her expression! "Yes Mistress S, I will work as hard as I can to repay my Master's faith in me!" Stephanie replied fervently. Sue nodded in satisfaction. Whilst she was now happy with Kristy's attitude and submission, David had undergone a very trying and stressful time in leading her to her ultimate truth. Kristy had been brash, wilful, aggressive and extremely close-minded when she had been introduced, albeit unwillingly, to the Lifestyle. Stephanie seemed to be the complete opposite, eager and willing to learn everything she could as fast as she could. In fact, Sue would counsel David later when they were alone as there was a very real possibility that if he was not careful, Stephanie would fixate on him, which would destroy the plans he had for her! A tug on her collar brought Kristy to her feet. With Stephanie in 5" heels, the two subs were almost equal in height. They made a nice contrast to each other. Although both were slim, Kristy was tall, blonde and athletic whilst Stephanie was slim, dark and petite. At a gesture from her Mistress, Kristy moved to stand beside Stephanie, awaiting further orders. She too was corseted, but hers was of soft, black leather and like Stephanie, her large breasts were supported and displayed by the corset whilst her pussy was bare and exposed. David moved to stand beside Sue and directed his attention towards Stephanie. "You will be using a new position whilst serving tonight, sub" he advised. "It is a variation on Position 2. The command will be 'Kneel'. When you are given this command, you will kneel in t same way as in Position 2, with your knees spread wide, but you will place your hands behind your lower back, hands clasped together." Stephanie nodded to show she understood. "The reason for this is that whilst in a dining situation, Position 2 is not practical," David went on to explain. Again, Stephanie nodded her understanding. Indeed, she had felt awkward at breakfast kneeling at her Master's side but with her hands placed behind her head. She had been constantly worried that her elbows would knock into him, disturbing his dining. "Kristy, you will be serving your Mistress, Stephanie, you will serve me," David continued. "As usual, I expect the very highest standards from both of you. Kristy, you already know the penalties for poor performance and are experienced enough by now that no excuses will be accepted. Stephanie, if necessary, watch Kristy and take your cues from her. I will not tolerate carelessness from you either. I have a very important dinner coming up at the end of the week, at which you will serve, and I expect that by then you will be accomplished enough not to embarrass me." Flight to Submission Ch. 12 David looked at Stephanie sternly, to emphasise his words. "You will serve at every meal from this point onwards, to ensure that by the end of the week your actions will have become automatic but I expect full commitment and concentration from you at all times. You already know that I expect a standard equivalent of silver service, so ensure that you live up to my expectations." He looked at both women standing meekly in front of him, their eyes deferentially lowered. Turning to his fiancée, he drew out her chair before holding out his hand to seat her with care and consideration. Sue smiled up at him as his hand lingered in hers and Stephanie swallowed hard as she saw the intensity of love that radiated from the couple. It was not an overt thing, she sensed both were too reserved for that, but with her own senses now acutely tuned to her Master, she picked up the depth of emotion that ran between them. Finally, David moved to seat himself across from Sue and gave his first command. "Subs, you may serve," he said. Stephanie glanced towards the sideboard, but this time there was nothing to be seen. She looked to Kristy for guidance, who with a subtle nod of her head, indicated that they should make their way through a door to the side of the dining room. Stephanie dutifully followed as Kristy led the way, concentrating hard on maintaining a smooth and graceful glide across the floor. As she followed Kristy through the door, she noticed it led into what looked like a serving kitchen. Another door led out of the room, but it was to the counter that Kristy was moving. Laid out upon it was a large soup tureen, a silver tray and two soup bowls on their own separate tray. "Hi Stephanie, nice to meet you," Kristy said smiling warmly at her. "Don't worry too much about learning how to do this. Your Master is a hard taskmaster but very fair. As long as you do your best, he won't be unduly harsh, but if you do slack off, rest assured he will punish you accordingly." She grimaced. "I should know," she admitted. "He had a very hard time with me, I was so wilful and obnoxious!" Stephanie stared at Kristy open-mouthed. This meek, obedient sub had been wilful? She could hardly credit it! Kristy took in Stephanie's expression and laughed, a deep, throaty sound. "Oh yes, I was a brat of the worst kind," she said. "Your Master had to break me before I saw just how bad I was! I hated him at the time, but now I'm happier than I have ever been in my life and I now see how right he was to take me in hand. My life now is far more satisfying and fulfilling than I could ever have dreamed of. Trust your Master and you too will find the rewards far outweigh anything you could ever imagine!" She put her arm around Stephanie's shoulders and gave her a brief hug. "Now, how about if I take the tray with the tureen and you take the one with the bowls on it?" she said. "When we get to the dining table, you place the bowls and serve the soup whilst I keep it balanced. After all, I'm assuming this is your first day in that height of heel, am I right?" Stephanie nodded. "Well you need all the help you can get then," Kristy said. "I vividly remember my punishments at your Master's hands and I wouldn't want you to go through anything too severe, so lets just see if we can minimise the opportunities for you to make a mistake." "Thank you," Stephanie said, smiling gratefully at the tall, blonde woman. The two women picked up their respective trays and walked carefully back into the dining room, concentrating hard to ensure that nothing was jarred. Stephanie managed to place each bowl in front of Sue and David, then looked to her Master for direction. He indicated with a nod of his head that she was to serve Sue first. Bearing in mind his instructions earlier that morning, Stephanie moved to the left of Sue's chair and carefully ladled the rich, fragrant beef consommé into the bowl she had set on the table. She took her time, concentrating on her core to maintain her balance on the high heels and managed to complete her task without mishap. She then carefully moved to her Master's side and repeated her actions. When both Master and Mistress had been served, Kristy returned the tureen to the kitchen, whilst David ordered Stephanie to kneel beside him. When Kristy returned, she dutifully knelt beside Sue's chair and both subs waited with eyes meekly downcast, hands clasped behind their backs as David and Sue enjoyed their consommé and discussed the various issues they were interested in. The aroma rising from the bowls was making Stephanie's mouth water and she could see Kristy surreptitiously licking her lips and knew she felt the same. David and Sue took their time. In its own way, this dinner was yet another means of teaching their subs patience, a necessary trait to be ingrained as deeply as possible. Finally, both were finished and indicated to their subs that they could clear away the dishes. As one, Kristy and Stephanie rose gracefully from their kneeling positions, cleared the bowls and glided back to the kitchen. The tureen had disappeared, to be replaced with a silver salver covered by a matching dome, three large serving dishes and two silver jugs, one filled with a thick, rich gravy and the other with a blackberry jus. Two beautiful porcelain plates were also waiting on the counter in a warming rack. There was also a bottle of the 2010 Qupé Sonnie's Sawyer Lindquist Vineyard Edna Valley Syrah that had been opened in order to allow it to breathe. Kristy and Stephanie looked at each other, realising there was no way they could bring everything out at once. This time Kristy waited to see if Stephanie would make any suggestions. She, like Sue, had picked up on the fact that the girl tended to hold back and was determined that this time she would not have that opportunity. She could see how much her former Master valued this new sub and was determined to help wherever she could. Stephanie waited for Kristy to speak for a few moments before realising this would not happen. Clearing her throat, she spoke up. "I think the best thing is for one of us to take in the wine first and serve it, whilst the other takes the plates out and places them on the table in front of our Master and Mistress, then we can bring out the three dishes and puts them on the sideboard," she said. "Finally we can return and bring out the salver and the two jugs." Kristy nodded in agreement. "Good idea," she said. "What would you prefer to take?" Stephanie felt the plates in the warmer. They were fairly hot to the touch, but she was used to that. "Let me take the plates while you take the wine, if that's okay with you," she told Kristy. "Fine by me," Kristy said with a grin, having also tested the heat of the plates. "You must have asbestos fingers!" The two laughed quietly together before taking their agreed items. The sound had been heard in the dining room and David and Sue shared a smile of understanding. While strict discipline must necessarily be maintained, for a casual meal like this, especially as it was Stephanie's first day of training, they made allowances and indeed were pleased that their subs were getting along with each other so well. Kristy entered the dining room first, bearing the bottle of wine wrapped in a snowy white napkin. Stephanie followed, carrying the two hot plates and set them carefully on the table in front of her Master and his fiancée, warning them quietly about the heat. With a minimum of fuss, the two subs returned to the kitchen where Kristy retrieved two of the dishes whilst Stephanie took the third and the two subs took them out and placed them on the sideboard. Finally Kristy picked up the covered salver and Stephanie brought in the two jugs, which she placed on the table. Again the aromas rising from the salver made the mouths of both subs water. David indicated to Stephanie that he wished her to serve the wine. Concentrating hard, she poured a small amount of the wine into his glass and waited patiently for him to test it. A small nod indicated he was satisfied with the flavour, full of dried raspberry fruit up front, along with dried herbs, flowers and spices. She proceeded to pour the wine for Mistress S before returning to her Master's side and filling his glass. When she was finished, Kristy moved forward from where she had been patiently waiting. Balancing the salver across one arm, she removed the cover and Stephanie proceeded to expertly serve the beautifully cooked, succulent venison steaks first to her Master's fianceé and then to her Master. Once this was done, the two subs took a dish each and proceeded to serve braised red cabbage and asparagus to accompany the venison. They finished with Stephanie serving the boulangére potatoes and Kristy serving first the blackberry jus then the gravy. Placing the dishes and jugs back on the sideboard, the two subs returned to their kneeling positions beside Master and Mistress and patiently awaited further instructions with their hands clasped behind their backs. Again, David and Sue took their time, not just to instil patience into their subs but because David's cook was excellent and the food had been exquisitely prepared. The venison, a hard meat to cook well, melted in the mouth, full of taste and texture, the blackberry jus setting off the rich taste of the meat to perfection. The cabbage was soft and unctuous having been braised with sugar and balsamic vinegar, and the asparagus had been drenched in butter and was just slightly softer than al dente. The gravy was thick and rich and complimented the jus without overpowering it. The whole combination had been perfectly balanced with regards to flavour and texture and both David and Sue enjoyed it immensely! They lingered too over their wine, with David indicating twice more that their glasses should be refilled. Kristy and Stephanie took it in turns to serve, each time taking extreme care to ensure that the wine flowed smoothly into the glasses without a trace of spillage. The wine clung to the sides of the glass as it was swirled around, releasing a rich, heady aroma. When both their plates were finally empty, they signalled to their subs that it was time to clear. Kristy & Stephanie removed the plates first, before returning the salver, dishes and jugs to the kitchen. Finally they removed the empty wine glasses and returned to the kitchen. Laid out on the counter now were two individual crème brulée desserts together with a bottle of 2013 St Supéry Napa Valley Estate Moscato. This time, Stephanie carried in the wine with Kristy following behind with the desserts. These were placed in front of Sue and David and Stephanie proceeded to carefully remove the cork from the bottle, passing it to David to smell before pouring a small amount into the dessert wine glass. The pale yellow hues of the wine were enhanced by youthful streaks of green. The opulent aroma that arose when swirled around the glass were redolent of peaches, tropical mango, kiwi, passion fruit, apricot, tropical melons and orange zest. In all, it was the perfect accompaniment to crème brulée, which had been infused with Grand Marnier liqueur. David was very pleased with the choice and indicated that Stephanie could proceed to serve the wine. By now, Stephanie was becoming used to the high heels and constriction of her corset. Almost without thinking, she tightened her core muscles as she poured the wine, the pale liquid flowing smoothly into each glass in turn. When she was finished, she placed the wine onto the table and sank to her knees beside her Master, with Kristy already in place on the opposite side of the table. David gave Stephanie's hair a gentle caress, signifying his approval of her actions during dinner. After finishing his dessert, his hands moved downwards, rubbing and teasing her nipples until he could feel her tremble underneath his touch. Obedient to his instructions, however, she maintained her silence, holding back the moans of desire that his caresses were encouraging. On the opposite side of the table, Sue was doing the same thing with Kristy and Stephanie could see the pupils in the blonde woman's blue eyes dilating, clearly indicating the pleasure she was feeling. She had also started to breathe more heavily and Stephanie noticed the same thing happening to her own body. She wondered if she looked the same way as Kristy, pupils dilated, lips slightly parted, skin flushed with desire. She could feel her pussy getting wet in response to her Master's expert ministrations and wanted nothing more than to beg him to make her cum right there and then! It took all of her new-found self-control to resist the temptation. David continued for a few moments more before he relented and allowed the tremors running through his sub's body to subside. He instructed Kristy & Stephanie to move to the kitchen and bring back what they found there, placing it before Mistress S and himself. When the two subs entered the kitchen, they found 2 plates with silver domes placed over them. They brought them out and placed one each before their Master and Mistress before resuming their kneeling positions. Almost as one, David and Sue clipped their subs' wrists together behind their backs, before removing the covers from the plates. What was revealed were two further portions of the main course, complete with vegetables, gravy and jus. David and Sue proceeded to feed their subs with small portions of the meal, with Kristy and Stephanie obediently opening their mouths upon command. Being fed like children was yet another method of imposing control and discipline and although as before at breakfast, Stephanie felt awkward and ill at ease, she nevertheless submitted to the feeding. Indeed with her wrists secured behind her back, she could not have resisted! The portions were of a good size and when the meal was over, Stephanie felt pleasantly sated without feeling weighed down. The food had been exquisite. She had never tasted venison before, and while the taste was stronger than she was used to, the combination of the jus, gravy, meat and vegetables raised the dish to perfection. She had to admit that her Master had an amazing chef! David and Sue unclipped their subs' wrists and indicated that it was time for them to clear the table. The two girls gracefully rose as one and cleared the plates and remaining glasses from the table, removing them to the kitchen. Kristy caught Stephanie's eye and smiled. "You're doing well," she whispered. "Just relax and trust your Master." Stephanie smiled back and whispered her thanks for Kristy's support. The two made their way gracefully back into the dining room, where David and Sue were waiting for them, standing by their chairs. Kristy and Stephanie separated and went to stand next to their Mistress and Master. David and Sue attached leashes to their subs collars and led them out of the dining room and into the sitting room. They took their seats in large, comfortable armchairs and David ordered the girls to pour a glass of cognac each for Sue and himself. Kristy was already experienced in how to do this and Stephanie had also read about the correct way to serve cognac. Kristy lit the burner in the brandy glass warmer. She twirled the glass until it had been uniformly warmed. She poured in a tot of brandy and brought the glass to her Mistress as Stephanie repeated her actions and brought her glass to her Master. Both David and Sue swirled the richly coloured liquid around their glasses, the cognac clinging to the sides of the glass and releasing an aromatic bouquet. With a glance at each other, Stephanie and Kristy sank to their knees beside the armchairs and remained meekly in position as David and Sue enjoyed their cognac and quietly chatted. After a while, Stephanie felt a cramp beginning in her calf but at a warning look from Kristy, halted the movement she was about to make to ease the strain. David, ever observant, caught the exchange and glanced down at his sub. He could tell something was wrong by the faint evidence of pain on Stephanie's face. "What is wrong, sub?" he asked gently, his voice low. "I'm sorry Master," Stephanie murmured quietly, unwilling to break the peaceful atmosphere, "but my calf is cramping and I don't know how to get rid of it without moving!" David looked at her with understanding. She had undergone a taxing day and had been walking in a height of heel that she was unaccustomed to. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was almost time for her next session. He helped her to her feet, supporting her as he asked Sue for the use of her sub to ease Stephanie's cramp. At Sue's gesture, Kristy crawled over to where Stephanie stood and with powerful fingers, kneaded the cramp away. Stephanie tried to stifle the gasp as Kristy's fingers dug in but then almost sighed in relief as the spasm eased. "Kristy, take Stephanie to her room and help her dress for her last session," Sue commanded. David had discussed Stephanie's training fully with her before making his offer and she knew the timetable as well as he did. True, she had been surprised when David had brought forward their meeting to this evening, but Stephanie seemed to be progressing well and hadn't shown too much discomfort about being semi-naked in front of two strangers. Indeed, she had performed her duties remarkably well and seemed to be getting along well with Kristy. The two subs left the library and returned to Stephanie's room, where a beautiful gown was awaiting her. Its colour was a deep, vibrant purple and it was very low cut. Kristy helped her into it and zipped it up. The dress hugged Stephanie's figure, moulding itself against the confining corset. Her waist appeared tiny and the swell of her breasts was accentuated by its low-cut neckline, although not in a tawdry way. The full skirt fell to around mid-calf, in soft gathers. As Kristy finished fastening the dress, David appeared in the doorway. He walked towards them and removed the leash from Stephanie's collar. "Follow me," he said and led the way to the library. As they entered, Stephanie noticed that the room was brightly lit and drew in her breath at the sight of the myriad of books lining the walls. Set to one side was a beautiful antique desk, at which was seated an elegant, mature woman, whose silver grey hair was swept up into a smooth chignon. "Stephanie, allow me to introduce Miss Jane Woodward," David said, with a courteous bow. The woman rose gracefully to her feet and extended her hand to David, who kissed it. "Miss Woodward, please allow me to introduce my protégé, Stephanie," David continued. "I am very pleased to meet you, my dear," Miss Woodward said in a smooth, melodious voice. "David has told me so much about you and I very much hope that you live up to his expectations." Stephanie blushed. There was something about this woman that made her feel as if she were a school girl again. While she was not feeling ill at ease, she nevertheless felt a constraint to be on her best behaviour. "Miss Woodward is here to teach you etiquette," David explained. "I entertain a great many guests, many of whom are members of the British peerage. In order to help them feel at home, I need someone who will be able to interact with them effortlessly. To this end, you will be studying with Miss Woodward each night you are here." Stephanie was amazed. She had expected training, but never in this field. She was at a loss for a moment and so merely nodded to show she understood what her Master was saying. "I expect much of what you will study, you will either know already or will have heard about," David continued. "Nevertheless, I am counting on you to absorb everything Miss Woodward can teach you. It is imperative that you are able to interact socially with the very highest of British society." Flight to Submission Ch. 12 With these words, David bowed once again to Miss Woodward, who dropped into a shallow curtsy, and then left the room, leaving the two women alone. Miss Woodward tilted her head to one side as she regarded the girl in front of her. Having been a governess to a few members of the British peerage in her younger days, she knew what to look for. Whilst Stephanie was not yet ready to move in those exalted circles, she had a quality of refinement and reserve about her that boded well. She smoothly gestured for Stephanie to seat herself at the desk, then took the chair opposite. "How much do you know regarding the ordinary levels of etiquette?" she asked. Stephanie frowned slightly, not quite understanding the question. "Do you mean things like table manners?" she asked. Miss Woodward smiled slightly. "Well, table manners are a good start," she said, "but it is only the merest part of what you will be learning with me. When we have finished, you will know how to address any member of the peerage, from royalty to the minor baronets. You will know the correct attire for any occasion from white tie through to a garden party or polo match." Stephanie nodded, not quite sure why she would need all this information, but as it was her Master's wish that she learn, she set herself to do so. Miss Woodward continued. "You will learn how to set a table for everything from a casual supper to a full, formal banquet and you will learn the order of precedence, both for the introduction of guests and for their seating at table. This will include such things as seating plans, graces and toasts, the issuance and reply to invitations. You will learn the tables of precedence for both ladies and gentleman as it is essential to ensure none of your guests will be slighted." She looked at Stephanie searchingly. The poor girl looked stunned and it was no wonder. What she was being asked to learn was a huge amount of detail and the etiquette involved was complex. Utmost diplomacy was needed when negotiating events where there were a high number of dignitaries involved. She smiled encouragingly at Stephanie. "Don't worry young lady," she said. "I will break this down into manageable sessions for you, so that you are not too overwhelmed with information. This evening's session is really for us to get to know each other so that I can construct further sessions tailored to how quickly you learn and the best way to impart information to you. After tonight, we will be meeting early in the morning so that your intake of information will be optimal." Stephanie nodded again, astonishment robbing her of speech for the moment. She thought she had been finished with formal studying once she had completed her university degree, but what was being laid out for her by Miss Woodward, sounded very much as if she was about to be immersed in studies once again. Miss Woodward rapped the table to regain Stephanie's attention and smiled at the somewhat dazed girl sitting in front of her. "Now Stephanie, I'm going to go over the basic sections of study you will be expected undertake and give you a brief overview of each" she explained. "I will then ask you a series of questions at the end of this session to ascertain how much of the information you have absorbed." The next hour was spent with Stephanie listening hard as Miss Woodward outlined the basics of English etiquette. True to her word, she provided an overview of each subject, pausing to allow Stephanie to ask questions and happy to provide further information in order to bring understanding. She rounded off the session as she had promised, by asking Stephanie searching questions, designed to find out exactly how much information she had retained. She would use the results to craft a schedule of study and construct lesson plans for the forthcoming days. She was, however, quietly impressed. Stephanie's questions during the session showed she was quick to grasp the concepts and the fact that she asked questions showed that she actively took part in the learning process. Miss Woodward was confident that by the end of the week, Stephanie would be on the way to a solid grounding in the various formalities required to negotiate English high society. A discreet knock on the door announced David's arrival. Once again Miss Woodward rose to meet him and once again he bowed over her hand in a courtly manner as she inclined her head in acknowledgement. "How has Stephanie done?" he asked. "Very well," Miss Woodward replied. "Some of the basics she already knew and it is indeed an advantage that she is born and bred in the UK. She instinctively understands concepts that Americans find baffling. I believe I can work with her very effectively to achieve the aim you are looking for." "Excellent!" David said warmly. "I'm glad to see my hopes for her are not misguided. Thank you for your time, Miss Woodward. I will see you at 8:30am tomorrow morning. Miss Woodward inclined her head once more and walked beside David as he escorted her out of the library. He handed her over to Sue, who showed her into the drawing room, waited until she was seated and then offered her a gin and tonic and a selection of fine chocolates. Meanwhile, David returned to the library and strode over to where Stephanie was waiting patiently, with a slightly worried expression on her face. "What's the matter, Stephanie?" he asked gently. "There seems to be so much information to absorb, Master" Stephanie said. "I'm worried that I'll let you down by not being able to learn everything you want me to!" "Don't worry, Stephanie," David said reassuringly. "Miss Woodward has confidence in your abilities, as do I. I know you will not let me down." He smiled at her and she felt warmth suffuse her at the evidence of her Master's continued belief in her. "Come on," David said, pulling her gently to her feet and clipping the leash to her collar. "You've had a long day and it's time you were in bed. Your days this week will be long and intense and you will need to be well rested in order to cope with everything required of you." With a slight tug, he started Stephanie moving and led her out of the library and back to her room. As they entered the room, Stephanie saw that Kristy was standing naked in the middle of the room in Position 1. She was wearing her collar and ankle cuffs but no wrist cuffs. David gestured for Stephanie to move over to the bed. "Position 1" he commanded and Stephanie was quick to obey. He noticed that although she must be tired, there was no sign of tremors or unsteadiness as she assumed the position. She was learning quickly. He moved close and removed the collar from her throat. He stepped back and looked her in the eye. "Kristy is here to help you undress and to give you a massage to ease the muscles that have been stressed by your sessions today," he explained. "Your body needs to be relaxed to allow you the sleep you need and to be able to withstand the intensive training of this week." He paused, then looked at her sternly. "Bear in mind that you do not have my permission to cum tonight, sub. Remember, your body and your orgasms are owned by your Master!" He bent an equally stern look upon Kristy, who nodded to acknowledge that she understood his silent command. "See that she is relaxed before you put her to bed," he instructed Kristy, then turned and left the room, leaving the two girls standing silently in place. When his footsteps were no longer heard in the passageway, Kristy lowered her arms. "Let's get you undressed and on the bed," she said kindly to Stephanie, who now that her Master had left the room, was visibly wilting. With swift efficiency, Kristy removed the dress, shoes and stockings from Stephanie's body, supporting the smaller girl as she swayed on her feet and groaned as once again her calves cramped in protest at the stress they had undergone during the day. When she had regained her equilibrium, Kristy had her hold onto the bed post as she carefully unlaced the corset. Stephanie breathed a deep sigh of relief as the constriction around her body was removed then swayed as she immediately felt light-headed. "Easy!" Kristy exclaimed. "Take shallow breaths for a while and allow yourself to adjust! It's not easy when you start corset training. I know how I felt until my body adjusted." Stephanie took her advice and maintained shallow breaths until her body readjusted. Kristy waited patiently until she could tell Stephanie was ok, and then gestured for her to lie face-down on the bed. She poured oil into the palm of one hand, then rubbed both together to warm it. She mounted the bed and knelt with her knees straddling Stephanie's body. She smoothed her oily hands up and down Stephanie's body in long, broad, firm strokes, making sure the oil was evenly distributed. Stephanie sighed in pleasure as her body relaxed under Kristy's sure strokes. Adding more oil to her hands, Kristy worked her way over Stephanie's body, making sure she paid attention to every part, neck, shoulders, arms, back, buttocks, legs and last but not least, feet. With each stroke, Stephanie relaxed further and let her mind drift. When Kristy murmured in her ear for her to turn over, she lazily complied, only half awake. As Kristy started moving her hands over Stephanie's front, her body started to respond. In her somnolent state, it was a while before she realised with a shock that she was becoming aroused by Kristy's ministrations. She couldn't believe that her body was responding sexually to another woman! Kristy felt slight tremors start to travel through Stephanie's body and bearing in mind the silent command that David had sent her, she wound up the massage. She slipped off the bed and quietly left the room, moving to the study where David was waiting for her. "Well?" he asked. "She's relaxed, Master," she said humbly. "She started to respond when I worked on the front of her body and I think she was shocked by that response." "Thank you, sub," David said calmly. He was pleased both by Kristy's adherence to his instructions and to the obvious responsiveness that his training was engendering in his sub's body. He rose from his seat and walked through to Stephanie's bedroom, where she lay, almost asleep. She looked so angelic lying there, her naked body glistening from the massage oil. He moved to the side of the bed and wrapped a soft leather collar around her throat. He drew the covers over her body and attached one wrist to a long leash secured to the bed post. Finally, he dropped a gentle kiss onto her forehead. "Sleep well my little sub," he murmured quietly. A small smile crept across Stephanie's face as she snuggled down into the mattress and obeying her Master's instructions, fell asleep. Flight to Submission Ch. 13 Stephanie awoke with golden sunlight bathing her face. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Its dial showed the time was approaching 6am. She stretched luxuriantly, relishing the feel of the quality sheets against her skin. Her body felt supple and relaxed and she felt more alert than she had in years! On the dot of 6am, the door opened and David walked into the room and smiled to see his sub already awake. Stephanie raised her eyes to her Master's and smiled, the action giving her a luminous beauty. David's breath caught in his throat as he was struck yet again with the potential of the young woman in front of him. Carefully schooling his face so as not to betray his thoughts, he moved to Stephanie's bed. He swiftly pulled back the covers, revealing her naked body. The welts from yesterday's use of the cane were still visible, although lighter than yesterday. David was gratified to see that Mistress C had been considerate of his wishes, using the cane with only a light hand. He had no doubt, however, that to Stephanie, the bite had been harsh. As a sub, Stephanie was going to have to learn to accept pain and punishment without protest as it was an integral part of her training and a reinforcement of her position as a submissive. Indeed, he had planned her first serious punishment session for this morning, introducing her to the intensity of sensations that can come from the application of pain. It was not something he relished doing, but it was a necessary part of her training and he was nothing if not thorough. It would do her no favours if he were to go easy on her. Indeed, he intended to be perhaps a little more harsh with her to ensure that anything she was subsequently exposed to would be well within her capability to endure. He did not intend to turn her into a pain slut (oh how he hated that designation!), but he did intend that she be capable of enduring punishment with the necessary acceptance and obedience of a perfect sub. He undid the wrist cuff from the bed, attached a leash to Stephanie's collar and gave a gentle tug to encourage her to get up. She almost bounced out of bed, so eager was she to obey her Master. She immediately assumed Position 1, with her legs spread wide, hands behind her back, pelvis tilted forwards, exposing her bare mound & pussy, breasts thrust forwards for her Master's inspection. David ran a light finger over each of her breasts and nipples, pleased to see how quickly they responded to his touch. Stephanie licked her lips as a surge of desire shot through her. He moved one hand down to her exposed pussy and was pleased to feel the moistness and heat emanating from it. Stephanie was responding beautifully to her training! Giving another gentle tug to her leash, David led Stephanie out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She was by now becoming accustomed to the fact that she would have to perform her most private bodily functions under the gaze of her Master and without demur, she followed as he led her over to the toilet. "Assume Position 1 and straddle the toilet," David commanded. Stephanie obediently followed his orders and placed herself in position. She looked to her Master for his permission, and when he nodded, she let herself release a golden flow. He waited until he was sure she had finished and then wiped her clean before leading her to the shower. She felt slightly humiliated to be wiped off like a child but knew better by now than to protest. David withdrew a set of neoprene cuffs from his pockets and secured them around Stephanie's wrists and ankles. He moved her into the shower and had her kneel on the floor with her ankles spread wide. He took 2 clips and secured the cuffs to bolts in the shower's floor. He then took 2 smaller clips and used them to secure Stephanie's wrists to her collar. He pushed gently but firmly between her shoulder blades until her head was resting on the floor of the shower and then secured her leash to yet another bolt, holding her firmly in position. Stephanie heard his footsteps echoing around the bathroom and the sound of running water. She knew what was coming next and had to bite back a groan of dismay. David's footsteps drew close and then she felt him smooth lubricant around and inside her asshole and her dismay turned to desire as his actions started to stimulate her. She could feel her pussy start to throb as his fingers massaged her hole and once again she was amazed at how quickly her body responded to her Master's touch! All too soon his fingers were replaced by the cool metal of the enema's nozzle and warm water started to flow into her back passage, continuing until she felt her abdomen start to swell and the pressure build in intensity. Just when she felt she could take no more, the flow of water stopped and David eased a plug into her back passage, ensuring there would be no leakage. He left her in position and moved back into the bedroom to lay out some items that would be in use throughout the day. He kept alert for any sounds of distress coming from the bathroom. He knew being filled by so much water could be a trial, but it was essential that Stephanie become accustomed to being completely clean in every way. Indeed, he would be furthering her conditioning in that respect this morning. When he noted that 15 minutes had passed, he returned to the bathroom. He could hear Stephanie's breath was starting to come in pants, a clear indication that she was finding her situation hard to bear. He released her from her restraints although he kept her wrists secured to her collar, and once again led her to the toilet and commanded her to assume Position 1 over it. Gratefully, she complied and waited patiently although she was in some discomfort, for her Master to withdraw the plug from her ass. David stood in front of her and captured her gaze with his. "Remember, sub, you may not release until I give you permission to do so," he told her. As he had not given her permission to speak, Stephanie instead nodded her head to show she understood. David nodded in approval and moved his hand behind her, gently easing the plug out of her back passage. "Hold it," he barked at her as a tiny amount of liquid flowed out in its wake. Desperately, Stephanie tightened her sphincter until there was no further leakage. David made her hold it for a further minute, although to her it seemed infinitely longer, and then gave her permission to release. She was so grateful to be allowed to do so that she completely forgot any inhibitions she had previously experienced in performing this most private of functions in front of another. David was pleased. He was certain that by the time her week of intensive training was complete, Stephanie would have shed most of the unnecessary inhibitions that would have held her back. When he was certain she had finished, he led her back into the shower and once again repeated his actions, this time without tethering her in place as she would only be filled for a few minutes. He also chose not to replace the butt plug, instead insisting that she maintain control and not allow any liquid to escape. Stephanie tried desperately to obey her Master, but despite her best efforts, could not prevent a small trickle from escaping from time to time. "Not good enough, sub," David told her firmly. "You must learn to have complete control over your body so that you may obey any command your Master gives you, immediately and completely! This inability to obey a simple command will be added to your list of infractions and taken into account in your punishment session later. You WILL learn to be completely and utterly obedient to every command you are given!" Stephanie shivered slightly at the implacable tone in her Master's voice. She hated to disappoint him and in her current position, she couldn't see the compassion in his face that his voice concealed. He knew she was trying her best but couldn't afford to be lax at this early stage in her training. If she was to reach the heights he foresaw for her, he had to be strict and thorough in his training. Anything less would do her a disservice! He waited a little longer until he could see Stephanie trembling with the effort of obeying her Master's command and finally told her she could squat and release. Trembling from the intense concentration she had needed to obey her Master and gratitude at his permission being given, Stephanie once again released the contents of her back passage, this time in a clear flow. Her Master then surprised her by insisting she once again kneel, with her head on the floor and started to shake. She couldn't face being filled a third time but didn't know how to tell her Master. David noticed her reaction and bent down, gently stroking her naked back and murmuring quietly to her. "Do not worry, little one," he reassured her. "You will not be filled there again today." Stephanie breathed a sigh of relief at his words. Her Master seemed to be able to read her as clearly as she could read a book! "Now spread your legs as wide as they will go," David commanded. Without thinking, Stephanie did as he commanded and waited, her pussy completely exposed and open in this position. All of a sudden she felt his fingers, slippery with some kind of liquid, start to work in and out of her pussy. He started with just 2 fingers but slowly added 2 more, also slippery with liquid. Stephanie moaned. Never had her pussy been stretched so wide but although she was uncomfortable at first, David's experienced ministrations soon had her squirming with a very different reaction. She was, therefore, startled when he brought his other hand down hard on her ass. "Keep still, sub," he commanded. Stephanie compressed her lips together and tried to obey her Master but his fingers working inside her pussy were stimulating her and stoking her desire to be fucked. Finally he withdrew from her and once again she was startled as a strong jet of water gushed into her pussy. She moaned in response to the extraordinary sensations this created but managed this time not to squirm. Finally the water too, was withdrawn and David allowed her to regain her feet. As she did so, warm water trickled from her pussy down the insides of her thighs, bringing a flush to her cheeks. Her pussy was throbbing in desire and her nipples were hard and erect. David looked at her consideringly and decided he could not trust her to wash herself today. There was too much of a risk that she would listen to the demands of her body and end up disobeying him without meaning to. While he wanted her body immediately responsive to every command, he did not want to give her any unnecessary opportunities to disobey him. It would be counter-productive to her training! Commanding her to maintain her standing position in the shower, he moved out of the bathroom and down the corridor to the bedroom he shared with Sue. "Would it be possible to borrow Kristy?" he asked. "Stephanie has been aroused by the addition of the pussy cleansing and I don't want her touching herself so soon afterwards," he explained at Sue's enquiring look. Understanding and sympathy dawned on Sue's face. "Of course you may borrow Kristy," she said, and rose, moving out of their bedroom towards another door. As she opened it, she smiled to see Kristy sprawled on her double bed, tethered to it by one ankle but nevertheless managing to take up the entire space. She clapped her hands sharply and Kristy blinked sleepy eyes as the sound woke her from sleep. As soon as she recognised her Mistress standing in the doorway, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and rose to her feet, automatically assuming Position 1 and awaiting instructions. Whilst the household were all early risers, it was unusual to have a 6:15am start! "I have been asked for the use of your services to assist with Stephanie," Sue told her. "She has apparently reacted very strongly to some of this morning's actions and her Master wishes to prevent any inadvertent disobedience on her part. You are to report to the bathroom as soon as possible." With that, she unlocked Kristy's ankle from the bed and gestured for her to exit the room. At an enquiring look from her sub, sue advised that she could walk to the bathroom, as long as she maintained a suitably appropriate demeanour. Kristy immediately lowered her eyes and placed her hands behind her back before gracefully making her way to the bathroom, her body swaying sexily, a gait that was by now, instinctive and ingrained. Sue paused for a moment to appreciate the beauty of her sub before returning to her bedroom. David had, of course, moved back to the bathroom as soon as she had left, so she snuggled back down between the silk sheets for a few more minutes rest before facing her day. David's request had surprised her. She had known that the new sub was responsive but had not realised how quickly her body was becoming conditioned to want, no crave, sexual gratification. David was wise to put some safeguards into place! Back in the bathroom, Kristy entered quietly and demurely, moving to stand before David, her eyes lowered, her whole body indicating openness and obedience. David quietly murmured instructions in her ear and she moved into the shower, turning on the water, which was already set to a suitable temperature. When Stephanie realised who was standing in the shower next to her, her mouth dropped open in surprise. She was getting used to her Master's presence in the bathroom every morning, so much so that she no longer had any qualms about performing her morning rituals in front of him, but she slightly shocked when Kristy appeared beside her. Her eyes flew to her Master's for reassurance. "Kristy will be bathing you this morning, Stephanie," he said quietly but firmly. "Whilst I am happy with your progress so far, you appear to be slightly overstimulated this morning. It will be safer for you to allow yourself to be bathed by someone else this morning as you are not allowed to touch yourself sensually yet." Stephanie flushed in mortification. She knew she had been turned on when her Master was cleansing her pussy and was embarrassed that she was unable to control her body's reactions. David, ever observant, reached out and tilted her chin until his eyes captured hers. "Don't worry, little sub," he reassured her gently, "this is your body's natural reaction to the training you are receiving. I want you to be highly responsive but you have to have extreme control too and at this point, you don't have it. I am not willing to risk a set back at this stage of your training and therefore I have asked Kristy to assist. She will do this every morning until you can bring your body's reactions under control." "This is not a reflection upon you, Stephanie," he assured her as a trace of tears appeared in her eyes. "I am merely taking measures to ensure your training proceeds in a way that gives maximum benefit to you without risking setbacks that might damage your confidence." Stephanie nodded, to show she understood what her Master was telling her but she was still mortified that her body had betrayed her! Kristy leaned towards her and murmured in her ear. "Don't worry, honey," she whispered. "It happens to us all at first!" Her words, following so closely upon her Master's reassurance, helped Stephanie to regain her equilibrium and she stood quietly as Kristy proceeded to soap her body and wash her hair. It felt strange to feel another woman's hands on her skin but once again, she could feel her body respond to Kristy's touch. She firmly put a clamp on her emotions and concentrated on her Master, who stood in front of the shower, impassively watching the proceedings. Kristy was very thorough, knowing that nothing less than complete attention to detail would please the Master. Finally she glanced at him for confirmation and received his nod of satisfaction. She turned off the water and stepped, dripping wet, out of the shower. David indicated that she could dry herself off but made Stephanie wait until Kristy had exited the room before handing her a towel. He allowed her to dry herself off and dry and style her hair, before clipping the leash once more to her collar and leading her back to the bedroom. Once there, he instructed her to lie face up on the bed. When she did so, he secured her wrists to the bedposts and then drew her legs up towards her head before securing the ankle cuffs to the same posts to which her wrists were attached. Stephanie now lay with her ass and pussy raised and completely exposed. She had no idea what was going to happen next but trusted her Master and no sound of protest or enquiry escaped her lips. David massaged her mound for a few moments, teasing her clit until he could see moisture glistening at the entrance of her pussy. He reached across to the bedside table, retrieving what he had placed there earlier. One by one, he slowly inserted 4 kegel balls into her pussy, pushing firmly to ensure that each one was deeply embedded into her. When he was satisfied that they were securely in place, he released both her ankles and wrists from their bonds and helped her to a sitting position. Stephanie gasped as the action set the balls moving inside her pussy, creating an incredible sensation! "You will keep these inside you until I decide to remove them, sub," David told her. "You will be expected to use them every day this week as they will help to strengthen your muscles, thereby giving your Master a more intense experience. They will also tighten your pussy, again something that I desire. Do you understand?" Stephanie nodded, trying to adjust to the feeling of the 4 balls moving around inside her every time she shifted her body. "Good!" David said, removing the now soaked collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, patting the skin underneath dry before replacing them with leather ones. "You will tell nobody of this and if they notice something is different, I shall be extremely disappointed. As a sub, it is incumbent on you to conduct yourself with grace no matter the circumstance. I will be lenient with the first instance of someone noticing anything, but any instance after that will incur punishment. Do I make myself clear, sub? He paused. "You may answer, sub," he said. "Yes Master," Stephanie said meekly, wondering how on earth she was to prevent herself from giving away the fact that the balls were constantly stimulating her! He attached the leash once again and led her out of her bedroom and into the dance studio, where she found Samantha, the yoga instructor, waiting for her. Stephanie was somewhat distracted by the movement of the balls inside her pussy but nevertheless smiled a greeting as Samantha indicated she should take a place opposite her. David unclipped the leash and left the room, after bestowing a warning look on Stephanie to reinforce his command to her. Samantha's voice was like smooth caramel as she started the session, talking Stephanie through the various warm up poses. However, she soon became aware that Stephanie's mind was only half engaged with what she was doing. She had a distracted look on her face and was constantly shifting when the poses required absolute stillness. She placed a gently hand on Stephanie's hand and was startled when the woman jumped. "Is something wrong, Stephanie?" she asked and wondered why the young woman's face flamed bright red. "It's n-nothing, Samantha," she stammered. "I'm sorry, I promise I'll focus properly!" Stephanie's heart sank. She hadn't even completed the warm up exercises and already she had given herself away! She knew that the next time she gave herself away, she would incur a punishment. She gave herself a firm mental command to ignore the sensations the balls were generating in her pussy and concentrate on the task at hand. With a supreme effort of will, she managed to get through the rest of the session without incurring any more questions from her instructor. Flight to Submission Ch. 13 She was mildly amazed that on this second day, her body seemed to flow into the more advanced poses more easily. There were still some that required Samantha to make small adjustments and Stephanie found her skin tingling each time the woman touched her. She found that the yoga helped her to focus her mind more easily and brought a balance to her emotions. Her body was still trying to react to the sensations being created by the balls inside her pussy but by concentrating on the poses and the liquid caramel of Samantha's calm voice as she took her through each pose in turn, she found she regained a measure of control over it. By the time she was completing the warm down exercises, she was calm and centred, her mind clear of any extraneous thoughts. Little did she know how valuable yoga was to become in helping her achieve the kind of control her Master desired! As the session ended, the door opened. Stephanie looked up eagerly, expecting to see her Master. Instead, Kristy stood in the doorway, smiling slightly and beckoned for Stephanie to follow her. Stephanie rose gracefully to her feet, her body feeling loose and supple, and thanked Samantha for her time and effort. "No problem, Stephanie," Samantha said smiling, "and I hope you feel better tomorrow. You did good work today once you started to concentrate, but you need to be in the right head space from the very beginning of the session. Please bear that in mind for future sessions." Stephanie's heart plummeted. She had thought she had successfully concealed her body's waywardness but it now appeared she had not and Samantha had picked up on it. She knew without a shadow of a doubt, what this meant. She had added to her punishment! She swallowed hard and turned to follow Kristy out of the studio and back to her room. There on the bed waiting for her was the black and red corset, black sheer stockings, a dark crimson dress and delicate, high heeled sandals. Without waiting for instruction, Stephanie walked to the bed and placed her hands on the bedpost, gripping firmly. "Good girl!" Kristy said approvingly. "You're learning much faster than I did! No wonder your Master's pleased with you!" She picked up the corset and had Stephanie step into it. It was loose enough at the moment to slide it up her body until it rested just beneath her breasts. Kristy then proceeded to tighten the corset, with each pass pulling the strings tighter and tighter, finally using the same tool that David had to ensure the corset was pulled as tight as was physically possible. She made sure to tie off the laces securely without lessening their tension, then stood back to admire the narrow waist it had created for Stephanie. "Remember, take shallow breaths until you get used to it," she advised the young woman, who stood before her, struggling to catch her breath. Stephanie took her advice, breathing shallowly as her body adjusted to the constriction of the corset. Once she felt herself returning to normality, she picked up the stockings and with some difficulty managed to smooth them up her legs, fastening them to the built-in garters. She straightened to find Kristy standing before her, holding the dress. It was made of shot silk and glimmered as the light from the window hit it. She raised her arms and Kristy slipped it over her head. Once again, it had a very low cut, sweetheart neckline with short, capped sleeves. The bodice again moulded itself to her corseted body, flaring out to a full skirt that this time ended just a little above her knees. Kristy indicated she should step into a pair of very high heeled sandals and proceeded to fasten the straps around her ankles. The fastenings looked like little hearts but were in fact, strong titanium padlocks. There was no way Stephanie could remove them herself without the key and even Kristy did not have that. It was sat securely in David's pocket. Once Stephanie was dressed, Kristy once again led the way out of the bedroom and this time they entered the dining room, where two plates of food were already laid out at opposite sides of the table. Kristy indicated that Stephanie should take a seat and sat down opposite her. On the table in front of each of them was a glass of pink grapefruit juice and a plate containing two slices of wholemeal bread, topped with poached eggs. Kristy pulled a face. "I loathe poached eggs," she said. "Oh well, it's not like we have a choice in the matter and I suppose it is good for you," she said reluctantly tucking into her breakfast. Stephanie had no such qualms and fell to with gusto. However, she couldn't prevent herself from surreptitiously squirming when she felt the balls shift inside her. Kristy looked at her, one eyebrow quirked upwards in enquiry. Stephanie just shook her head and smiled. "This is delicious," she said indicating the meal, trying to distract Kristy from saying anything. "I guess so," Kristy said grudgingly. "At least it isn't oatmeal!" she laughed. Stephanie joined in, relieved that she had managed to head off an enquiry from Kristy. She noticed a pot of tea on the table and asked if Kristy would like a cup. When she said yes, Stephanie rose and poured out two cups, one for each of them. When Kristy indicated she preferred hers black with a slice of lemon, Stephanie quickly arranged it and handed the cup to her before adding a splash of milk to her own cup and retaking her seat. The two young women chatted companionably over their tea until Kristy looked at the clock on the mantelpiece. "Oh heavens!" she exclaimed. "Look at the time. We have to hurry if we're to get you to your next session on time! It's almost 8:30am!" The two women hastily rose from the table and took their plates, glasses and cups into the adjacent kitchen before hurrying to the library, arriving just before the appointed time. They paused in the corridor to catch their breath and allow Stephanie to regain her composure, something that was proving hard to do as the speed with which they had moved had set the balls jiggling inside her pussy, bringing a flush to her face and causing her pussy to throb. When she had finally managed to get herself under control, Kristy knocked on the door. It was exactly 8:30am. They heard a woman's voice bidding them to enter and when they complied, they saw Miss Woodward seated demurely at the table, books and charts spread out before her. She was dressed in an elegant lavender silk blouse, tied in a soft bow at her neck and tucked neatly into a soft silk skirt in a darker shade of mauve. Her silver grey hair was neatly arranged in an elegant French pleat and both girls sighed in envy at the effortless sophistication she exuded. She thanked and dismissed Kristy in a soft but firm voice and indicated that Stephanie should take the seat opposite her, which she obediently did. Miss Woodward proceeded to lay out the curriculum that Stephanie would follow for the rest of the week. This morning's topic was going to concentrate on the various ranks of British aristocracy, the appropriate forms of address and orders of precedence at a banquet. The session that followed was intense with Miss Woodward drilling Stephanie mercilessly. Stephanie struggled to concentrate on what she was being taught but she was acutely aware of the balls shifting around in her pussy, constantly stimulating her body. At one point, Miss Woodward rapped her fingers on the table. "Concentrate, girl!" she demanded. "I'm not giving my time so that you can wool gather!" Stephanie flushed in embarrassment. She had always been a good student, picking up information with ease but the balls were proving to be a big distraction! Once again she schooled herself to concentrate on the task at hand. Her efforts paid off and by the end of the hour she could answer all the questions that Miss Woodward fired at her. "Well done, young lady," Miss Woodward said approvingly. "We will start tomorrow's session with a test to see how much of today's information you have retained and I will expect you to give your full attention from the very beginning of the session, do I make myself clear?" Stephanie nodded and assured Miss Woodward that she understood. "Very well, you may go. I will see you here tomorrow at the same time," she said. Stephanie rose gracefully from her seat and walked out of the room. Kristy was waiting for her and led her back to the dance studio where Mistress C was now waiting, clad in a form fitting leather corset and matching pants. "Strip!" Mistress C barked. Startled, Stephanie's fingers flew to the zipper of her dress, undoing it and letting the dress drop to the floor. With difficulty, she bent down to unfasten her sandals then she looked at Mistress C in confusion as she realised she had no way to undo the locks. "I'm very sorry Mistress C, but I cannot undo my sandals. I do not have the key to the padlock!" she said meekly. Mistress C withdrew a tiny key from the cleft between her breasts and strode over to where Stephanie stood. She swiftly unlocked each padlock and gestured for Stephanie to continue to strip. She removed her sandals and stockings with care. "Enough!" Mistress C commanded. "You will remain in the corset as your Master desires your body to be moulded into a more pleasing shape. Although," she paused, looking at Stephanie admiringly, "you have a very good figure already. You just need a little toning and reshaping and you will be perfect." Stephanie flushed again, but this time in pleasure. She had never thought about her body that much, certainly she had never really dressed to show it off, but the last few days of wearing the corset and the clothes that David had bought for her had shown that she really did have a figure to be proud of. The thought made her unconsciously straighten her shoulders, much to the approval of Mistress C, whose sharp eyes caught every minor change in her charge's attitude. Mistress C handed the discarded clothing, with the exception of the sandals, to Kristy, who bowed to her and quietly withdrew, leaving the two women alone together. "Position 1!" she barked and Stephanie swiftly obeyed, moving gracefully into position. It was easier today, both because she was becoming accustomed to the positions required of her and because she did not have the added problem of high heels. Mistress C walked around her slowly, studying every inch of Stephanie's body, eyes alert for the slightest discrepancy. She pulled the young woman's elbows back slightly and moved around to her front, nodding in approval as the action served to thrust Stephanie's breasts further in front of her, nicely presented by the corset. "Acceptable," was her only comment, however. "Position 2!" she commanded next. Gracefully Stephanie sank to her knees whilst keeping her hands behind her head. She was able to do this without any hint of a wobble and Mistress C was very pleased with her. During the next hour, she too drilled Stephanie unmercifully. Again and again she ran Stephanie through the required positions, until the actions became automatic. Once she was satisfied with Stephanie's performance, she started her walking up and down the studio. Once or twice she lightly tapped Stephanie's calves or shoulders with her cane without putting any pressure behind it, to remind her to maintain her posture. Once she was happy that Stephanie was moving with grace and elegance, she replaced the sandals on her feet and had her repeat her movements in the high, stiletto heels. Remembering vividly the sting of the cane, Stephanie brought all her concentration to bear on the session and as a consequence, she was able to ignore the sensations that the balls were having on her body. She had absolutely no desire to endure the touch of the cane again! At the end of the hour Stephanie's body was aching slightly from the effort of maintaining the correct posture and movement that Mistress C demanded but nevertheless, she felt a sense of achievement as she had made it through the entire session without any real punishment and felt that she was making progress. She also thought that perhaps Mistress C was pleased with her improvement but she couldn't be sure. David appeared at the doorway to the studio and waited patiently for the session to finish. Mistress C left Stephanie standing meekly in the middle of the studio and strode over to where he was standing. She discussed the morning's session with him in tones so low that try as she might, Stephanie could not discern what was being said. This was a deliberate action on Mistress C's part. She was very impressed at the rapid progress that Stephanie had made but did not want to let the girl know so soon. Time enough for praise at the end of the week! When she had finished, handing him back the key to the locks on the sandals, David beckoned for Stephanie to approach, which she did. He watched approvingly as her body swayed gracefully, her figure sexy in the tightly constricting corset. She was moving now without the slightest trace of self-consciousness as the intensive training started to take hold. By the time this week was over, David had high hopes that all traces of her previous inhibitions would have been erased, leaving a confident, graceful and desirable woman, happy and secure in her submissiveness. When Stephanie was standing in front of him, he reattached the leash to her collar and without a word, led her out of the studio. She soon realised they were heading for the dungeon room and a shiver ran down her spine. Her Master's silence was already giving her an idea of what lay in store for her there! David pushed open the door and led Stephanie into the room. He moved to a comfortable looking chair and took his seat, leaving Stephanie standing for a moment. Immediately she put herself into Position 1. David looked at her coolly, no hint of what was to come crossed his impassive features and Stephanie felt her stomach quiver. This was her Master at his most intimidating! "Position 2, sub!" David commanded sternly and Stephanie sank gracefully to her knees whilst keeping her hands behind her head. David was impressed by the grace she was displaying but allowed no hint of it to cross his face. This was her punishment session and he would not risk lessening its impact by allowing her to see how much he approved of her progress. "You will remember that I warned you that all transgressions will be punished," David said, his words clear and precise, without a trace of his usual warmth. "You have so far slipped several times, twice when serving at the table and today when after being expressed told not to allow anyone to notice any reactions in you, not one but two of your instructors commented on how you were distracted. This is not good enough and you must learn to control better yourself!" He paused and captured her gaze with the intensity of his. "Therefore you will incur punishments for four separate transgressions as a way to reinforce your training," he continued. "Understand that this punishment gives me no joy, sub, but it is an effective method of training you." Stephanie hung her head. It hurt that she had let her Master down and she was dreading the punishment session that loomed ahead of her. "Position 1!" he commanded and Stephanie rose once more to her feet. He rose from the chair and efficiently unlaced her corset, drawing it away from her and dropping the expensive item carelessly on the floor beside her feet. He did so with a considered callousness, his attitude reinforcing his displeasure with his sub. "Now you are to outline for me each transgression you have made and ask me to punish you appropriately," David told her. With her eyes lowered, Stephanie knew her Master would expect her to speak clearly. "I dropped a plate when serving my Master at lunch yesterday and was clumsy when being fed," she began humbly. "I couldn't maintain control of my body in the bathroom and I also betrayed my body's reactions this morning on at least two occasions, causing others to notice," she continued. She swallowed hard before speaking her final sentence. "Please Master, punish me as I deserve." "You will be punished as I see fit, sub," David said sternly. Then he softened his tone. "However, Stephanie, don't forget that if you really feel you cannot take the punishment, you may use your safe word. Tell me what it is, so that I know you remember it." "D-Dragon, Master. My safe word is Dragon," Stephanie told him. "Very well," David said. He took his seat once more, and then ordered her to assume Position 2. He tugged at her leash and commanded her to crawl towards him. When her face was close enough to almost brush the fabric of his pants, he drew her upwards before flipping her over his knees. He leaned down and deftly clipped her wrists together before securing them to a ring bolt in the floor, securing her, head down. He then spread her legs and inserted his fingers into her pussy, withdrawing the balls from inside her. He dropped them into a receptacle beside the chair that contained a sterilising solution. He had no intention of merging pleasure and pain in this session. That would come later on in her training. Then he reached down beside the chair and picked up a wide, black leather paddle. It was firm and beautifully stitched. The handle was made of sharkskin, which ensured he could maintain a firm grip, no matter how strenuous things became. He shook his arm to loosen the muscles and then without further ado, he laid the first, hard stroke across Stephanie's ass. She cried out as she felt that first blow. The next blow landed on her other cheek. Again she cried out. David increased the strength of his next blows and Stephanie's ass began to redden, the skin tingling then burning. He varied the intervals between his strokes, not allowing Stephanie to anticipate when the next one was coming. He held her down firmly, his hand pressed into the small of her back, preventing her from being able to squirm away from the strikes of the paddle. He landed twenty blows in all, ten on each cheek. By the time he was finished, Stephanie's ass was on fire, the cheeks bright red and glowing. Her nose felt stuffed and her throat thick but she realised that not once had she felt she could not cope with what was being done. "That concludes the first part of your punishment, sub," David told her calmly, as he placed the paddle back down beside the chair and released her wrists from the bolt in the floor. He allowed her to regain her composure before commanding her to once again assume Position 1. Shakily, Stephanie regained her feet, placing her hands behind her head and spreading her legs wide as she swallowed a lump in her throat caused by unshed tears. David rose leisurely from his chair and led Stephanie towards the back of the room. There, half hidden in the shadows, she saw a large, hollow, square frame. David flipped a switch and in the cold, white light, Stephanie could see there were pulleys secured to each corner. David led her into the centre of the frame and attached her wrist cuffs to the top two pulleys, pulling them tight until her arms were stretched tightly above her head, before fastening them securely. He then attached her ankle cuffs to the bottom two pulleys and again pulled them tight before securing them too. By the time he was finished, she was stretched wide in an X, her body held taut between the pulleys. The leash dangled between her breasts, brushing over her mound, its loop falling into the space between her widely stretched legs. David moved over to where the blindfolds, masks and racks of whips were located. He selected a thick, padded, black leather blindfold with a brass buckle and then moved to the whip racks. From there he selected a riding crop, black and purple leather plaited around the shaft and ending in a narrow leather tongue. He bent the shaft slightly to ensure it was flexible enough for his purposes and then returned to where he had left Stephanie. Flight to Submission Ch. 13 The pupils of her eyes were dilated as she had followed his movements to the racks and back and were now dreading what was to happen next. David moved behind her, slipped the blindfold over her eyes and buckled it securely behind her head. The padded leather moulded itself over her eyes, cutting off all light. "Punishment for your final transgressions is about to begin," David advised. "Remember, sub, if it becomes too much for you to endure you must use your safe word. Do not worry about disappointing me as it is important to me that you are not pushed further than you can cope with. Whilst punishment is part of your training, I have no intention of brutalising or harming you in any way. Do I make myself clear?" Stephanie nodded her head, reassured by the compassion she could hear in his tone. "Very well, sub," David said. "Your punishment will be 8 strokes of the crop for each of the later transgressions and 4 strokes for your lack of control in the bathroom. This will make a total of 20 strokes. When it is over, it will be as if your transgressions had never happened and they will no longer be counted against you." Stephanie heard the crop swishing through the air and tensed in anticipation. David let her wait a little before he started, then Stephanie felt a line of fire across the top of her right ass cheek. She cried out but before she had time to catch her breath, David had landed the second stroke, this time across the top of her left ass cheek. The next two blows landed slightly lower but with exactly the same intensity. Again Stephanie cried out and David paused to see if she would give her safe word. She hung limp in her restraints, the welts burning more intensely than the surrounding area, but she did not utter the safe word. Four dark red welts showed against the already glowing skin on her ass. David aimed carefully, maintaining the same intensity and the next two strokes landed across the back of her thighs, just under her ass. Stephanie yelped as fire streaked across her legs but had no time to adjust as David laid down two more strokes, just under the first two. Again he paused to check if Stephanie would use her safe word but although she was now whimpering, she still refused to use it. David moved around to stand in front of her. He slipped off her leash and placed it in his pocket before taking careful aim, and laid four strokes across the tops of her thighs, two on each thigh, and one under the other. Stephanie's body trembled as once again dark red welts appeared against her skin and her breath was coming in pants as she hung from her restraints. A tear escaped from the confines of her blindfold and trickled down her cheek but again she maintained her silence. David nodded approvingly to himself. Stephanie had a core of steel within her that she did not realise she had. Although not using full force, he was still landing blows hard enough to leave marks that would remain visible for the rest of the week! He took careful aim and this time Stephanie screamed as a line of fire flashed across the top of her right breast. David did not give her time to react further but truck three more times in quick succession and two dark welts appeared on the tops of each of her breasts. Stephanie was sobbing hard by now, tears falling fast from under her blindfold, her breath coming in huge gasps as her body shuddered. David paused once again and reminded Stephanie that she could use her safe word. "That is sixteen strokes out of the twenty, sub," he said gently. "Are you able to continue or do you want to use your safe word?" Stephanie was sobbing too hard to speak but as she realised her ordeal was almost over she shook her head to indicate she didn't want to use her safe word. "Very well, Sub, I will continue," David advised. Again he took careful aim and this time Stephanie would have collapsed if the restraints hadn't held her so tightly. Excruciating pain shot through her nipples as David landed one hard stroke on each of them. It felt as if each had been branded. David altered his stance, took aim once more, this time without a pause and landed two quick, hard strokes between Stephanie's legs, directly over her pussy. Stephanie screamed in agony and slumped against her restraints. David dropped the crop and moved quickly to Stephanie's side, his hands soothing and massaging the reddened and tender skin. Slowly Stephanie's breathing returned to normal as David's gentle ministrations took effect. He loosened the pulleys, released her cuffs then gathered her in his arms as she slumped, boneless from the pain she had just endured. David swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He sat beside her and removed the blindfold, wiping the tears from her eyes and stroking her hair, calming her even further until she eventually curled into him like a child. "You did very well today, Stephanie," David said soothingly. "I know this session was difficult for you but it is something that is necessary to reinforce other aspects of you training." "As a sub you will be punished for disobedience on a regular basis. What you have just experienced is considered to be normal. A little on the harsh side, perhaps, but nevertheless, something you need to become accustomed to receiving. The items I have used on you are some of the mildest that I have at my disposal but I do not want you to become a sub that needs pain to achieve pleasure and so I am being conservative in my choices." Stephanie nodded to show she understood what he was saying but still didn't trust herself to speak without her voice shaking. David read her body's language with practised ease and stayed beside her stroking and soothing her until she had calmed down completely. When he was sure she was recovered, David rose from the bed and retrieved two tubes of cream from one of the cabinets. He took a seat beside her once again and started to smooth it into the dark red welts on the front of Stephanie's body. She hissed as she felt the cool cream touch her skin. Instead of numbing the pain, it transmuted it to a constant tingling. It was the same cream David had used on her the day before on the marks left by Mistress C's cane. Its purpose was to ensure the welts did not mar the skin whilst preserving the integrity of the original punishment. Once he was finished treating the welts on the front of her body, David told her to turn over and wincing a little as the action aggravated the marks, Stephanie did so. David proceeded to treat the welts on her ass and thighs in the same way, smoothing the cream over each one in turn. His hands then massaged her ass gently until some of the burning heat started to die down and Stephanie moaned quietly, not in pain this time, but in desire, responding to her Master's touch and her conditioning. Finally David wiped his hands with a moist towelette, ensuring every scrap of cream was removed from his skin. He then took the second tube of cream and ordered Stephanie to once again turn onto her back. He spread her legs wide and squeezing some of the cream onto his fingers, he proceeded to spread it over her pussy lips. Stephanie tensed, anticipating the pain and the same tingling. Instead to her relief, coolness followed where David's fingers touched, numbing the pain. He worked his fingers to and fro over the abused area until once again, Stephanie could feel her body responding to his touch, her pussy growing warm, with tremors running through it, indicating her rising desire. Stephanie could not believe that she could be feeling this way so soon after what had been an intensely painful session, but her body's demands could not be denied! Her conditioning was taking hold strongly. Finally David finished his ministrations, wiped his hands on another towelette and looked at Stephanie searchingly. Her eyes were reddened and puffy from the tears she had cried earlier and she was still sniffling slightly. He dug into a pocket and held out a soft, cotton handkerchief to her. Smiling tremulously, Stephanie took it and blew her nose. For some reason, this small act made her feel better. He helped her to sit up and then offered her a glass of water that he had placed beside the bed earlier. She drank gratefully, the cool liquid soothing a throat harsh from the sobs that had racked her body earlier. When she had drained the glass she looked at him for permission before placing it back on the bedside table. "Better?" David asked her. "Yes, thank you Master," she replied. "Let's get you back to your room," he continued. "You need to rest and recover from this session." He held out his hand to assist her rising from the bed. Once he was sure she was steady on her feet, he took the leash out of his pocket and clipped it to her collar. Giving it a slight tug he led her out of the dungeon room and back to her bedroom. Once there, he told her to lie face up on the bed. He took a pair of clips from his pocket and proceeded to secure her ankle cuffs together before doing the same with her wrist cuffs. He left her on the bed as he moved over to the chest of drawers and removed two medium length, thick leather leashes. Returning to the bed, he wrapped one around the bedpost at the foot of the bed, threading the end with the clip through the loop to ensure it was secure, before clipping it to Stephanie's ankle cuffs. He repeated the process at the head of the bed with the longer of the two leashes. When he was finished Stephanie lay tethered to the bed. The leashes allowed enough slack so that she was not uncomfortable but denied her any ability to soothe the red welts that were becoming increasingly apparent on her body. His hand gently stroked the side of Stephanie's face as she lay there, exhausted by the painful session she had just endured. "Try and get some rest, sub," he said quietly. "I'm very proud of you and the way you coped this morning. I couldn't have asked for a better submissive and I'm even more sure now that you will exceed your wildest dreams if you continue to absorb your training as well as you are now!" Stephanie felt a glow of pleasure at his words and it was as if the tension suddenly flowed out of her. She felt calm and centred and she was very proud of the fact that she had endured her punishment without resorting to her safe word. Her Master's praise was like a balm flowing over and through her. She knew that with his support she would be able to face anything and she was confident in that support. Her self-doubt was fading, as were her fears and she suddenly realised she had a strength that she had never known about before. As she heard her Master's footsteps cross the room and as her eyes drifted closed she made a resolution to face whatever came at her without fear, certain now that she was ready for anything life could throw at her. Flight to Submission Ch. 14 Stephanie awoke as David gently shook her shoulder. She blinked as the blazing sunlight streaming into the room dazzled her and automatically tried to raise her hand to her eyes to shade them, only to be brought short by her restraints. David took pity on her and moved so that his body blocked the glare. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Stephanie took a moment to consider. There was very little residual pain from the welts across her body although her ass still felt tender from the attentions of the paddle. "I'm ok, Master," she replied, smiling up at him. "Thank you for your concern." "Stephanie, you are my sub. Of course I am concerned for you. That is my duty and my privilege!" David replied, smiling down at her. He removed her restraints and helped her to her feet before clipping a leash to her collar and leading her out from the bedroom. When they reached the passageway, he turned in a direction opposite to the ones they had taken previously. They moved to the end of the passageway, through a wooden door into a lobby, where they faced a wide pair of patio doors, through which Stephanie could see a large paved area, complete with swimming pool. David opened the doors and led her through to the terrace. He walked over to where there was a pair of sun loungers placed under a large parasol and indicated she should lie face down on the first one. When she obeyed, he quickly removed his robe. Clad only in swimming trunks that hugged his hips, his tall, broad shouldered physique was emphasised by the sheen of sunscreen on his skin, his abdominal muscles sharply defined. His leg muscles flexed as he bent down and removed the cuffs from around Stephanie's wrists and ankles and the collar from around her throat. He picked up a bottle of sun screen and proceeded to liberally apply the lotion over her back, arms and legs. Stephanie moaned quietly as the touch of his hands on her skin roused her body to desire. She needed more than just to be touched and was surprised at how powerful the feelings were that she was experiencing. David, however, ignored her moans and coated her skin with professionalism. He was glad, however, that she could not see the smile playing around his lips as he noted how quickly she was now responding to his touch! He issued a gentle command for her to turn over and proceeded to repeat his actions, smoothing lotion over her torso, arms and legs. Her moans become slightly louder and her breath quickened as his hands ran over her breasts and mound, but again he ignored them and concentrated on applying the lotion in a consistent and uniform layer. When he was finished, Stephanie lay glistening in the sun. Her tongue darted out to lick lips gone dry with desire, the action unconsciously sensual. David took a seat on the lounger next to hers and placed the sun screen on the small table between them. "In addition to your yoga classes, for the rest of the week I expect you to swim for at least 30 minutes each day," he told Stephanie. "You are doing well so far, but I want your body to be completely toned and pleasing to the eye." He held up a finger as he noticed Stephanie's face begin to fall. "Stephanie, how many times do I need to tell you that you are a beautiful woman?" he chided. Stephanie blushed. "I am merely intending to enhance what you already have, my sub," he explained. "Now get yourself into that pool, and bear in mind I want to see real effort from you, no playing around!" Stephanie rose from her lounger and dived cleanly into the pool, moving straight into a fast and smooth freestyle stroke. David looked on appreciatively as her body cut through the water efficiently with a minimum of splash. Swimming was obviously something she loved and was good at. For her part, Stephanie relished the feel of the warm water sluicing over her bare skin. She hadn't realised how sensual it would feel to swim naked, the water like a caress against her skin. She concentrated on keeping a strong stroke and regular breathing pattern and it seemed no time at all before 30 minutes had passed and David was standing at the side of the pool with a towel in his hand. He smiled down at her as he held out a hand to assist her from the pool. "I'm impressed!" he said. "You are obviously a very accomplished swimmer." Stephanie flushed in pleasure and once again David looked on appreciatively as her exertions caused her to breathe deeply, her breasts rising and falling as she did so. The water glistened as it dripped from her skin to pool at her feet. He watched as her breathing returned to normal, then wrapped the towel around her body and patted her dry. He ushered her back to the sun lounger and proceeded to once again cover her skin with sun screen. Again Stephanie moaned as she felt her Master's hands sliding over her body and she could feel her pussy growing hot and moist. "This will be your routine for the rest of the week," David told her. "30 minutes swimming followed by 1½ hours sunbathing. By the end of this week I expect you will have acquired a good tan. I know that when you are back in the UK, it will be difficult to maintain the tan you acquire here and allowing for this, I have opened an account for you at the James Read tanning salon at Harvey Nichols. You will have a regular, weekly appointment to ensure that the depth of colour is maintained through spray tanning. I do not intend to subject you to the harmful effects of tanning beds!" Once again Stephanie was stunned by the casual way her Master set up appointments at select establishments. She had heard of James Read and knew his treatments were not cheap. Her Master was spending a lot of money on her and treating it in such a matter of fact way. He was obviously a man of great wealth and taste, a fact that was continually being brought home to her. "Yes Master," she said quietly. "Good girl," David said approvingly. "Now lie back and concentrate on working on your tan. If you feel like you're starting to burn, tell me. The last thing I need is a sunburnt sub!" He smiled as he said the last and Stephanie, much to her surprise, giggled. In amongst all the intensity of her training, it was the little things, like the offhanded, light-hearted comments that her Master made that helped to keep her on balance. For his part, David fully realised the stresses and strains such intensive training was placing on Stephanie and he was treading a very fine line in pushing her so hard. He was being very careful to introduce some lighter moments into the training to provide her with some breathing space and relief from the intensity. Over the years he had been a Master, he had honed and refined his intensive training courses to achieve the best results. He knew there were some Masters who regarded their subs as little more than chattel, vessels to be used without thought to satisfy their own desires and urges. David thoroughly disapproved of these Masters and their attitudes. A true submissive was special and wonderful thing, someone to be nurtured and cherished, with every effort made to bring them to their full potential. It required a great deal of dedication, planning and effort as it was imperative to balance the mental and physical training and do so in such a way that it was most effective for the particular submissive in question. Each one was different, with a variety of inhibitions, doubts, desires and mentalities to be taken into account. It was not a case of "one size fits all" but an intensive task of determining the best way forward for each particular submissive. It was not a task he undertook lightly, which is why he was very particular about the women he chose to train. He watched as Stephanie stretched out on the lounger, her slim body glistening in the sun. She brought up a hand to shade her eyes and David reached down into a bag that was placed under the table between the loungers. He withdrew a glasses case and handed it to Stephanie. When she opened it she smiled as nestled inside was a pair of Gucci sunglasses. Thanking her Master, she put them on and settled back onto the lounger to relax in the warmth of the sun. Stephanie let her mind drift as she basked in the sunshine. She reflected on how aware she was of her body now, more conscious of the sensations aroused by her Master's touch, the caress of the water when she swam, the heat from the sun. She stretched, luxuriating in the sheer hedonism of allowing the sun access to her naked body, something she would never, under any circumstances, have considered doing just two weeks ago! She could feel her inhibitions slipping away, being replaced by a feeling of self-worth and a confidence she had never known she possessed. After half an hour, after glancing at her Master for permission, she flipped over onto her stomach and allowed the warmth of the sun to heat her back. Once again, David liberally coated her with sunscreen before returning to his own lounger. They lay in companionable silence, letting the warmth of the sun soothe and relax them. The intensive training was as arduous for David as it was for Stephanie, more so in a way as he had to maintain a calm and commanding demeanour when around her, to help instil the proper attitude and responses that would aid in her continued growth and development. He also had to maintain strict control over his body's reactions to ensure that she received the full benefit of her physical training. It would do her no good if he allowed himself to succumb too easily to her actions! He didn't mind admitting to himself that this was a part of his responsibilities that he was finding more difficult than usual, especially when Stephanie was instructed to use her mouth. He didn't know where she had acquired that particular talent from but in that area, there was very little more that he could teach her! Stephanie was roused from a semi-somnolent state by the touch of David's hand against her skin. As she sleepily opened her eyes, she realised that he was once again wrapping the cuffs around her ankles before moving up and securing the wrist cuffs. He held out a hand and assisted her to rise into a sitting position before replacing her collar around her throat. Once done, he rose and with a slight tug of the leash, indicated that they should make their way back inside the house. Stephanie followed obediently behind her Master, her body moving with an unconscious grace that was already becoming ingrained. They moved through the ground floor of the house before coming to a halt in the bathroom. Once there, David again removed all cuffs and the collar before indicating that Stephanie should step into the shower and rinse off the accumulated sun screen from her body. Obedient to his wishes, Stephanie stepped into the shower and proceeded to lather her body from head to toe, no longer even remotely concerned that her Master was watching her every move. She automatically reached for the shampoo and cleansed the salt water from her hair. When she was done, she stepped out of the shower, reaching for one of the soft, fluffy towels that were placed within easy reach. She winced slightly as she rubbed a little too hard over an area containing welts from the crop and was once again reminded of the consequences of making mistakes and displeasing her Master. David noticed but said nothing. He merely gestured towards a bottle of after sun soother, indicating that she should make use of it. When he was satisfied that Stephanie was finished, he replaced her collar and cuffs, having made sure any trace of sunscreen had been cleaned off. "You will be taking lunch with Kristy today," he informed her. "You may make your own way to the dining room but I want you back in your bedroom by 2:30 pm. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master," Stephanie replied. She felt a little disappointed that she would not be spending lunch with her Master but looked forward to talking to the other submissive in his house. David turned and left the bathroom, indicating to Stephanie that she should follow him. He led the way back down the hall but instead of opening the door to the dining room, he carried on going, leaving Stephanie to continue inside on her own. She pushed open the door and made her way into the beautifully appointed dining room. Kristy was already there. Standing by the windows, her tall, slender body was naked, the skin glowing golden in the shafts of sunlight streaming through them. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back in golden waves. She looked around as Stephanie walked through the door, a smile of welcome on her lips. As she turned to face Stephanie, the sunlight glinted off something shiny and metallic nestling between Kristy's legs. As the woman moved towards her, Stephanie caught her breath as she saw what it was. She could just see the hint of a pair of small rings and realised that Kristy was pierced. Kristy noticed the direction of Stephanie's glance. She blushed slightly but gestured to Stephanie towards the dining table. She waited until they had taken their seats, then looking directly at the confused woman opposite her, she quietly started to explain. "Unlike you, Stephanie, I wasn't willing to admit that I was a submissive when your Master first started training me," she said. "I was wilful, arrogant, self-opinionated and rude. I treated everyone I felt was inferior to me like dirt. In fact," she paused, colour rising to her cheeks as she remembered how vile she had been, "I was not a nice person at all. Your Master had a very difficult time with me until I realised who and what I was, and how horrible a person I had become." Stephanie listened quietly, trying to control her expressions as she didn't want to interrupt Kristy's explanation. She couldn't believe that the calm, beautiful, self-possessed woman who had been so kind to her the day before, could have been any of the things she was currently describing! "I believed that nobody was as important as I was and I took from everyone, never giving anything back," Kristy continued, ashamed now of her previous behaviour. "One night, after a training session, your Master and my Mistress made love in the bathroom close to me. It was still early in my training and I still didn't believe or understand who I really was. I figured that as they were enjoying themselves, that I would do the same. They came back and caught me in the act. They were extremely angry with me as I had completely forgotten my place and demonstrated a total lack of respect for either of them. I was punished soundly that night and the next day, your Master determined that as I was so disobedient, he would need to take measures to prevent me from ever doing that again." "The next day I was sent to a piercing salon where they pierced my labia lips with 4 pairs of rings plus piercing my clitoral hood." Stephanie winced in sympathy. She couldn't even begin to comprehend how painful and embarrassing that experience must have been for Kristy! Kristy noticed her expression and gave a light laugh. "Oh that wasn't the end of it, Stephanie," she said. "When I returned to your Master, he proceeded to lock each pair of rings together, ensuring there was no way I was ever going to masturbate without his permission ever again!" Despite her best efforts, Stephanie's mouth dropped open in shock. She couldn't believe her Master could have taken such draconian action! Kristy noticed and reached out to take Stephanie's hand. "I hated him at the time," she admitted to the shocked girl, "but in the end it made me learn my lesson and I have become a much better person because of his training. The locks came off as soon as both your Master and my Mistress were sure I had accepted my place and was happy with my role as a submissive. And," she said grinning wickedly, "I have to admit that the piercings now enhance and intensify the sensations I feel! The only regrets I have are that I was such an awful person and that it took so much time and trouble on your Master's part to bring me to the realisation of who and what I was!" Kristy paused for a moment, considering her next words, then continued. "If I had been in his place, I would have given up on me and left me to continue on my course, gradually becoming more isolated and unhappy as the years progressed. Instead, I live a life that I love, I have the respect of my peers, a very successful law practice and a confidence and security that is now deep-seated instead of the false shell I had been using before." Stephanie was silent as she took all of this in and Kristy watched her carefully. She knew the girl had been shocked by what she had heard and it was imperative that she did not lose confidence in her Master! "Do you have any questions, Stephanie?" she asked quietly. Stephanie thought hard for a few moments before replying. "Why did he have to be so harsh?" she eventually asked. Kristy smiled. "Before I answer that question, I have one for you," she said. "Do you want to become a submissive? The submissive that your Master believes you can be?" Stephanie immediately nodded. "Yes! More than anything. I can't explain why, I just know deep down that this is what I'm meant to be." Kristy nodded. "Well that is the difference between you and me, Stephanie," she said. "When your Master took you on, you were already halfway there, you just needed to know what it was you needed to do to become what you are supposed to be. With me it was different. Your Master had to break me before I could realise who and what I really was. I had lived a lie for so long and had surrounded myself with high walls that needed to be broken down before I could begin to heal and grow." She was watching Stephanie carefully as she spoke and was reassured to see she was paying close attention to what she was saying. "If your Master had used softer measures on me he would never have broken through my self-imposed barriers and I would have continued to be the arrogant, cold-hearted, self-obsessed bitch that I had been!" Stephanie's eyes flew up to hers in surprise to hear the condemnation in Kristy's voice. Kristy nodded firmly. "Oh yes, I now fully realise just how awful I was," she said. "I grew up in a very poor area of town and was ridiculed by my schoolmates. However, I was bright and managed to get into a good law school. Unfortunately, I felt so ashamed of my background when all my other college classmates were from wealthy, well to do families. I resolved to remove myself completely from my previous life. I broke off contact with my family and made myself into a different person." She paused in reflection before continuing. "What I didn't realise was that having the best material things didn't make me into a better person. I focussed on the wrong things and became a truly awful person. Successful, yes. I made junior partner much earlier than usual, but I treated everyone around me like dirt. I wasn't in a good place but I was too blind to see it. Fortunately your Master did and obviously also saw that there was something in me that was worth his time and effort to redeem." She looked down at the table for a moment, once again appalled at how much of a bitch she had been and grateful that David had taken the time and effort to show her what she was truly capable of! She was startled when Stephanie reached out and squeezed her hand compassionately. "You must have been so unhappy," she said softly. A tear glistened in her eye. Stephanie had seemed to see straight through the explanation to the core of the matter. Swallowing hard, she nodded. "I was," she said, her voice husky. "I just didn't acknowledge it. I told myself how successful I was and surrounded myself with expensive clothing, cars, etc., thinking that having these meant I was happy." Flight to Submission Ch. 14 "I did the opposite," Stephanie told her. "I was badly bullied at school and at home, with everyone telling me how worthless I was. In the end, I believed it and never once considered that I deserved to be happy and fulfilled. My Master has shown me how false that belief is." Now it was Kristy's turn to squeeze Stephanie's hand. She hadn't realised how similar, deep down, they had been, they had just reacted in different ways. "So, do you now understand why your Master had to be so harsh?" she asked. Stephanie paused for a moment before answering. "I think so," she said. "My walls were pretty tough for him to break through so I can only imagine how much harder it was with you. You're saying that he had to be hard to finally get through to you?" Kristy breathed a sigh of relief. Stephanie understood. "Exactly!" she said. A bell sounded in the kitchen area and Kristy smiled at Stephanie. "Sounds like lunch is ready," she said. Both women rose from the table and made their way into the kitchen area. There standing on the counter were two covered plates and a chilled bottle of wine. Kristy picked up the plates and Stephanie took charge of the wine as they made their way back to the table. Kristy put down the plates and removed their covers, revealing beautifully pale pink, poach salmon together with a green salad lightly drizzled with a French dressing. Stephanie looked at the label of the wine she held and sighed appreciatively. It was a 2012 Robert Craig Cellars Durell Vineyard Chardonnay. Once again her Master was providing the very best for Kristy and herself. She worried slightly that she could become too used to the good things in life, wondering if she could ever go back to her old life of budget and bargain buys, but resolved to put it out of her mind and just concentrate on the here and now. After all, her Master had told her that she would be rewarded for the efforts she made in her training and she considered this to be one of the rewards! She and Kristy ate their meal slowly, savouring the taste of both the food and the wine. Eventually, their plates were clean, their glasses empty. Both women had restricted themselves to a single glass of wine, not wishing to become intoxicated so early in the day. Both of them knew Stephanie had more intensive training ahead of her and neither of them were willing to risk the wine blurring her concentration or performance. As they cleared away the plates and glasses, the mantel clock chimed. "Goodness!" Kristy exclaimed. "We have to get you back to your room on time. We don't want to risk you being late." They hurried down the passageway to Stephanie's bedroom and found David waiting for them. Without speaking, David pointed to the bed and Stephanie dutifully made her way over to it. She lay down on her back, her eyes locked to her Master's, awaiting his command. Kristy withdrew quietly, leaving Master and sub alone together. Still without a word, David drew her hands above her head and attached each wrist cuff to the posts on either side of the bed. He did the same with her ankle cuffs, leaving her spread-eagled, her limbs stretched taut. Once he was satisfied that she could not move, he leaned down towards her head. "This next session is to help you open your mind to your truth," David told her, his voice low but full of reassurance. "It is imperative that you believe in who and what you truly are. There will be no room for doubts in your new life and in order to experience fully the joy and pleasure that await, you must throw off all inhibitions and mental baggage and embrace the truth that is you." Stephanie nodded, turning her face towards her Master so that he could see the trust she had in him. David held a hood up before her. "You will be wearing this for the next hour," he told her. "It has a built-in sound system and I want you to concentrate on what you will be hearing. Do you understand?" Again, Stephanie nodded. David lifted her head and drew the hood down over her eyes and nose at which point he paused. With a firm hand on her jaw, he opened her mouth and drew the hood down further, inserting the built-in penis gag into her mouth as he did so. When the hood was fully in place, he laced it tightly, ensuring there was no way it was going to slip out of position. For Stephanie all sight and sound had been banished. She existed in silence and darkness. Low level white noise suddenly started up in the built-in headphones and then she flinched as she felt her Master's fingers pinching and twisting her right nipple until it became hard and engorged. She felt the cool, circular touch of glass replace his fingers and a constant pressure started. Then she felt his fingers repeat their pinching and twisting at her left nipple until it too became hard and engorged. Again she felt the cool, circular touch of glass replace his fingers and a constant pressure start. She tried to moan, the sound muffled by the penis gag filling her mouth, as she felt her Master's fingers rubbing and pinching her clit. She felt her pussy growing wet as his actions fueled her sexual need and desire but once again, his fingers were replaced by the cool touch of glass. She gasped as the tubes surrounding her nipples and clit started to pulse in unison, creating a vacuum then releasing, only to once again create the vacuum, over and over again in a steady, insistent rhythm. Then the white noise disappeared, and she heard her Master's voice, at a level just barely audible, forcing her to concentrate on what he was saying. Slowly, the words became clear. "You are a beautiful and strong woman. Believe in yourself." "You are a true submissive. Believe in your Master." "Immerse yourself in your submission, follow your Master's commands." "Through your submission, you will only grow stronger." The words repeated over and over again in her ears, always at a level where she had to concentrate to hear them. The rhythm of the words blended with the rhythm of suction on her nipples and clit and moved her into a state bordering that of a trance. With all sight blocked, unable to move her body, her mind focussed on the only things that were left, the words, the pulsing sensations that accompanied them, her nipples and clit becoming increasingly sensitive as time went on, the words sinking deeper and deeper into her consciousness. A deep and abiding calm settled over her as she drifted, freed from all other sensory input, her body lulled by the rhythms of the suction machine, her mind seduced by her Master's words. How long she drifted like that she didn't know but was brought back to reality some considerable time later by the touch of her Master's hands on her skin and the cessation of his voice in her ears. Gently he removed the vacuum tubes from her nipples and clit, massaging them lightly as feeling flooded back into them. Stephanie moaned in desire, craving her Master's touch, needing more. She felt her head being lifted then a release of pressure and a flooding of light as the hood was removed. She blinked her eyes, trying to adjust them to the sudden influx of light and heard her Master telling her to keep her eyes closed for a moment until they could readjust. Obediently keeping her eyes closed, she felt a release of pressure at her wrists and ankles and again her Master's hands lightly massaging her legs and arms as they were relieved of the strain. Finally David allowed Stephanie to open her eyes and sit up. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Stephanie paused before answering, taking stock, then smiled up at her Master. "I feel fine," she said. She winced a little as an injudicious move aggravated the welts on her body but the pain was far more mild than it had been earlier. David smiled down at her. "Good," he said. "Let's get you freshened up and ready for your next session." He clipped a leash to Stephanie's collar, tugging gently to bring her to her feet and then leading her out towards the bathroom. He waited in the doorway as she performed her ablutions, finishing up by running a brush through her hair, restoring it to order. When she was finished, he again picked up the leash and led her out and into the dungeon room. In contrast to her other visits, this time the room was brightly lit. In particular, the lighting around the bed was the brightest and most concentrated. At the foot of the bed was a comfortable armchair. Behind the chair and surrounding the bed was an array of mirrors. David led Stephanie to the bed and indicated she should take her place upon it. He waited until she had made herself comfortable and then flicked a switch embedded into the bed frame. To Stephanie's surprise, the bed tilted slightly until the head was higher than the base. When it came to a rest, David took his seat in the armchair, crossing his elegantly clad legs and leaning back, steepling his fingers in front of him. "We start a new aspect of your training today," he told Stephanie. "There will be times when your Master will expect you to perform for him. In this, as in all aspects of your behaviour, you will be expected to attain the highest of standards," he paused, looking at Stephanie sternly. "You told me when we first met that you have masturbated. Now you will be trained how to do it correctly to bring the maximum amount of pleasure both to yourself and to your Master who will be watching." Stephanie flushed bright red in embarrassment. Although she had admitted to her Master that she had masturbated in the past, it had not been something she had done often and the idea of now doing so in front of another person filled her with mortification. David noted her reaction with understanding. He knew how difficult this part of her training would be for her. Nevertheless, it was a necessary step for her to perfect. He leaned forward and placed a gentle hand on her ankle, lightly stroking the inside with his thumb to reassure her. "Stephanie, I want you to repeat the exercise I gave you in your apartment," he told her. She looked at him quizzically, trying to think back to what he was referring to. "I want you to start exploring your body, focusing on the areas that make you feel good," David explained, his voice calm and soothing. "Start with your face. Trace its contours, concentrate on the feel of your fingers against your skin, on how their touch makes you feel. Touch your face, Stephanie," he gently commanded, his voice a caress, one impossible to resist. Stephanie closed her eyes and focused on her Master's voice. Her fingers moved at his direction, tracing paths over her body. They drifted from her face down her neck, lingering in the hollow of her throat. In her mind's eye she imagined that it was her Master's hands touching her, not her own. The image, combined with her hands' light touch roused a shiver of response in her body, which David noticed. "How does that make you feel?" he asked. With her eyes still closed, Stephanie replied. "Kind of shivery, Master but in a good way." "Good," David said in his calm voice. "Continue your exploration. Move your hands down to your breasts. Feel their weight." Stephanie complied. "Squeeze them in your hands, concentrate on how their flesh feels in response," David continued, his voice guiding Stephanie's hands. She concentrated, eyes closed, as obedient to her Master's instructions she squeezed and massaged her breasts between her hands. To her surprise, it felt good, really good. "Move your fingers and circle your nipples," was David's next directive. "Let them lightly run over the tips, then run your nails over them lightly." Stephanie obeyed and gasped as the movement brought an immediate reaction both from her nipples and an answering pulse in her pussy. "How are you feeling?" David asked. "Mmm, it feels very good Master," Stephanie replied, her voice husky. "Good," David replied. "Now let your hands move further downwards. I want you to keep your touch light. Explore every part of your torso, your sides, your stomach, your abdomen." Following her Master's guidance, Stephanie explored her torso and in doing so, discovered new erogenous zones, which David had her explore further. "Now move your hands down to your thighs. Run them over every part, outside first, then inside." David instructed, his voice calm and insistent. By now, Stephanie's body was buzzing with a low level of desire, her skin tingling, her pussy pulsing. She licked her lips, which had gone dry in reaction to what was happening in other areas of her body. By now, she was experiencing a need to start satisfying her body's desires, despite someone else being present. Nevertheless, she obeyed her Master's instructions and started to touch her thighs. As she moved her hands lightly over them, she noticed how soft the skin was. There was very little reaction as she stroked her hands over the fronts and outsides of her thighs, but oh what a difference when she started stroking the insides of her thighs! The desire she was feeling started to increase, her body responding to the tingling sensations being aroused by the touch of her fingers against her sensitive inner thighs. "Bring your heels in towards your buttocks and explore your lower legs," was David's next instruction. He was scrupulously guiding Stephanie around her pubic area, preferring to slowly build the desire that he knew was mounting within her. Stephanie drew her legs up and continued her exploration. She noticed that she had a particularly sensitive area behind her knees and, strangely enough, around her ankles. "Open your eyes," David commanded. Stephanie obeyed and his eyes captured hers in an inexorable hold. Maintaining that eye contact, David commanded Stephanie to repeat the exercise, this time without his verbal prompting and concentrating on the areas that made her feel good. By now, Stephanie was tuning into her body's demands as they grew more insistent, and these, combined by his mesmeric gaze served to erode the embarrassment and inhibitions she had experienced prior to the start of the exercise. Her gaze never leaving his, she once again explored her body, lingering in areas that gave her the most pleasure, in particular paying close attention to her breasts, squeezing and massaging them, playing with her nipples, pinching them lightly, teasing them, feeling her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she did so. She licked dry lips and of their own accord, her hands started drifting towards her mound and pussy. "Wait," was David's firm but gentle command. Stephanie moaned in frustration. Her body's demands were becoming increasingly stronger and more insistent. Nevertheless, she obeyed her Master's command, her hands stilling. "Concentrate on the way your body is feeling, Stephanie," David said calmly, "what it is telling you." All the while, his gaze held hers, maintaining his control over her. He waited for a few moments then spoke once again. "You may continue," he said. "Explore your mound, let your fingers feel its contours." Stephanie obeyed, the tingling in her body increasing as she did so. David leaned forward. From where he sat, he had an excellent view of her exposed pussy, now glistening with the juices starting to flow in reaction to the effects of her exploration. "Slide your fingers between your pussy lips," was David's next command. "Feel the wetness, let it coat your fingers, let them spread that wetness as you move your fingers back and forth." Stephanie obeyed, slipping her fingers between her pussy lips, coating them liberally in her juices before sliding them up and down her slit until the entire area was wet and slippery. "Now find your clit and start to rub it gently," David commanded. Stephanie obeyed and moaned as her body immediately responded. Her pussy clenched and tremors started running through her body, pulsing up her legs as heat started to build. "Use two fingers and insert them into your pussy," David calmly instructed. "Feel the heat, feel the wetness of your own arousal." Stephanie, almost in a trance, hanging on her Master's every word, obeyed his directions and inserted two fingers inside her pussy. Immediately she could feel the soft, fleshy texture of her intimate passage, could feel the heat, could feel the juices running over her fingers. Her instincts took over and slowly she started to work her fingers in and out of her pussy. "Spread your legs wide," David commanded and without hesitation, Stephanie obeyed, caught up in the drives of her body. Although this action now left her completely exposed, every move she made acutely visible to her Master, she no longer cared. All she wanted, all she craved, was the release that her body was now demanding. David's next command was for Stephanie to alternate between finger fucking her pussy and stimulating her clit, all the time watching her carefully as she grew wetter and wetter. Obedient to her Master's command but now locked into her body's demands, nothing mattered to Stephanie any longer except for the heat building within her. She was losing control and no longer cared about masturbating in front of someone. She began to moan, her body writhing on the bed as her desire mounted. David continued to guide her, instructing her to increase her pace and rhythm but told her she was not allowed to cum yet. Her eyes were now completely glazed as animal instinct, as lust took her over. Moans of desire were issuing from between her parted lips, her breathing quickened and her skin glistened with perspiration as her body started shuddering, demanding release, all the while her eyes held by her Master's penetrating gaze. Finally she could stand it no longer and begged her Master to let her cum, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Not yet, my little sub," was David's response, "you will hold on until I give you permission." By now, he knew her body better than she did and knew she was not quite at the point where she would experience the strongest orgasm. She needed to stoke the fire hotter still. He edged her on, encouraging her to play harder with her nipples, pinching them hard, twisting them as her other hand continued to work her clit & pussy. Stephanie felt the pressure mount to an almost unbearable pitch, her body gripped in strong tremors, demanding release. Again she begged her Master for permission to cum. After intense scrutiny, David finally decided she was ready. "Rub your clit hard & pinch your nipples," he instructed. Stephanie obeyed. David waited a few seconds more until he was sure she was right on the brink and then gave her the command she had been waiting for. "Cum, my little sub, cum for your Master," David said firmly and intensely. Gratefully Stephanie obeyed and crashed over into an intense orgasm, her whole body shaking, white hot heat enveloping her legs, her pussy throbbing and pulsing. David was not done with her yet, however. As she descended from that first orgasm, he placed a wand into hand and commanded her to use it, first drawing it back & forth between her now sodden pussy lips before lightly teasing her sensitive clit. Still awash in sensations from her first orgasm, Stephanie had no time to register embarrassment in using a toy to masturbate in front of her Master. Still focused on her Master's voice, her gaze held in his, she obeyed him. Again, he manipulated her deftly. Time after time he had Stephanie bring the wand to bear for a while, running it up & down her pussy lips before rubbing it into her clit, gradually increasing the pressure, then instructing her to take it away for a few moments, leaving her teetering on the edge of another orgasm. Again and again he had her repeat the process, each time very carefully gauging her body's reactions. Flight to Submission Ch. 14 Before long before Stephanie was again begging her Master to let her cum. Her moans had become guttural groans of intense desire and lust, driven by basic instinct. No longer inhibited, no longer embarrassed, just completely & utterly focused on the demands of her own body, Stephanie had no further concern that she was writhing in the throes of intense sexual desire in front of another person, that she was the architect of that intense desire. All she wanted was satiation, release. Finally she heard her Master's voice giving her the command she craved. "Cum for me," he commanded and gratefully she obeyed, succumbing to the powerful orgasm that swept her away on its massive crest. Flight to Submission Ch. 15 As she came down from the intense high, David took away the wand, switching it off as he did so. Stephanie continued to experience aftershocks for a while and David just watched, sitting comfortably in his armchair until it was clear that she was recovering. He knew that in her over-sensitised state, the slightest touch would send her spiralling upwards again. Whilst he wanted her completely responsive to his commands and the demands of her own body, he also knew it was imperative not to over-expose and over-stimulate her. When he was sure she was once again quiescent, he rose from his chair and moved to the head of the bed. Reaching down, he gently stroked Stephanie's face. "You have done very well my sub," he told her, the warmth of approval suffusing his voice. "I am very pleased with you!" Stephanie leaned her face into her Master's hand. She was exhausted but buoyed by the approval she heard in her Master's voice. Deep down a small voice was trying to berate her for having masturbated in front of someone but it was quickly drowned out as her Master continued to soothe her and lave approval upon her. The voice finally fell silent as a wave of contentment washed through her, rinsing away all negative thoughts, leaving only a sense of wonderment and a burning desire to obey her Master and experience the heights of pleasure to which she knew only he could guide her. "Can you stand?" David asked. In response, Stephanie sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She wobbled a little as she stood and David swiftly steadied her, placing his arm under hers until she regained her stability. When he was sure she was ready, he lead her back to the bathroom. A hot bath had already been run and he removed Stephanie's cuffs and collar before helping her step into the steaming water. She sighed as her body slipped into the hot water and allowed the heat to further relax her. Steam rose around her, wreathing her face and bringing a pink flush to her cheeks. "Take your time," David told her, smiling at the look of pure content on Stephanie's face. "I will send Kristy along later to help you dress for your dinner duties." With that, he strode out of the room, leaving Stephanie to luxuriate in the neck high water, her eyes closed as her body relaxed. She was not sure how long she drifted on the edge of consciousness but eventually she was roused from her semi-somnolent state by the touch of Kristy's hand on her shoulder. "Come on sleepy head," Kristy said laughing. "We have to get you out of here and ready for dinner." She helped Stephanie out of the bath then held out a soft, fluffy towel ready. Stephanie wrapped it around herself and checked her hair in the bathroom mirror. It was damp but nothing that a good, hard towelling couldn't sort out. Her face was still pink from the heat of the bath so she moved over to the washbasin, splashing her face with cold water. The result was that she felt relaxed but refreshed and when she looked in the mirror, the pink was fading from her cheeks and her eyes looked bright and clear. All traces of tension had disappeared and there was now a surety in her eyes that had been absent before. She was surprised at the confident woman looking back at her from the mirror but the image made her smile, the action lighting her face. Kristy drew in her breath as the woman in front of her transformed into a dark haired beauty. She had been pretty before but now, with the added confidence that she had found, that prettiness had turned into something infinitely more stunning. After drying and styling her hair, Kristy accompanied her back into the bedroom where her outfit for the evening was laid out. There was a different corset lying on the bed. This one was a vibrant scarlet satin with black ribbon trim. A pair of black sheer stockings lay beside it and there was a pair of red, high heeled pumps placed at the foot of the bed. Stephanie decided she would apply her make-up before getting dressed. She applied moisturiser, over which she smoothed the lightest application of foundation, taking care to blend for a natural look. Next was the mascara which she used to lengthen and thicken her lashes. As she allowed that to dry, she selected the shades she would use for her eyes. A silver green shading to a dark forest green at the outer edges. She finished the look with black eyeliner that she used on both the upper and lower lids. She used a subtle shade of blusher on her cheekbones then set it all with a light dusting of powder. Finally she selected a dark red lip liner and applied it to outline her lips then filled with an equally dark red lip stick. The effect was dramatic but classy and Kristy nodded in approval. Steeling herself for what was coming next, Stephanie walked to the foot of the bed and placed her hands on the post. Kristy slipped the loose corset over Stephanie's head, sliding it down until it settled in place. "Hold on," she cautioned Stephanie as she started to tighten the laces. Stephanie endured as Kristy laced the corset tighter and tighter, finally resorting to the special tool for the final time. When she was finished, Stephanie felt as if she were encased in steel but the corset ensured she had a very defined hour-glass shape. She turned around and with gentle hands, Kristy lifted her breasts and ensured they were displayed to perfection with the support of the corset's shelf. The day's sunbathing session had given Stephanie's skin a light golden sheen that contrasted beautifully with the make-up and corset. Stephanie sat gingerly on the bed, trying to adjust her breathing to accommodate the restriction of the corset. When she felt ready, she picked up the stockings and slowly eased the delicate material up her legs before fastening the lace tops to the corset. She placed her feet into the shoes and Kristy knelt to lock the straps around her ankles. At that moment, David strode into the room, a new set of cuffs and collar in his hands. He told Kristy to leave them, an order that Kristy swiftly obeyed, then wrapped the scarlet collar around Stephanie's throat, securing it before commanding her to lie on the bed. Stephanie immediately did as she was told and in short order David had not only wrapped the new cuffs around her wrists and ankles but had also secured them so she was held tightly in place. She was not, however, secured in the usual, spread-eagled position. David had secured her wrists as usual to the head posts but then had used lengths of chain to secure her ankles to her wrists. The result was that Stephanie was left with her pussy and ass completely exposed. David moved to the set of locked drawers and after unlocking them with a small key, he withdrew several items that Stephanie could not see. He moved back to the bed and Stephanie felt it give as he sat beside her. Without a word he moved his hand down and let his fingers explore her pussy, sliding them between her folds, finding and rubbing her clit until she moaned in desire and juices started to drip from her pussy. He spread the juices liberally up and down her slit, paying specific attention to the puckered ring of her ass hole. Stephanie moaned again as she felt first one then another of his fingers penetrate her back passage, slowly moving in and out, increasing her desire. When he felt her relax, completely surrendering to his actions, he withdrew his fingers and swiftly replaced them with a butt plug, easing it firmly into her until her sphincter closed around the narrow section. Stephanie moaned again as the plug filled her back passage but had barely registered the fact when she felt her pussy invaded by another solid object. David lifted her slightly by the hips and fastened a thick leather strap to an attachment at the back of the corset. He drew the strap down over her ass and between her legs. There was a small bulge on the inside of it that when the strap was drawn tight settled hard against Stephanie's clit. When he was satisfied, David fastened the top of the strap to a second attachment on the front of the new corset. The strap was now held tightly and securely in place, keeping in place the items filling Stephanie's ass and pussy. She had never felt so full. The dildo was thick and long, stretching her pussy and she could feel it rub the butt plug through the thin partition. David released her from her restraints and allowed her to rise from the bed. He was not finished, however. Taking Stephanie's right nipple, he pinched and teased it until it stood proud and erect. Swiftly he attached a slightly bulbous clamp and tightened it until the nipple was held in a vice-like grip. Stephanie moaned, partly in pain but partly in desire as her pussy responded to the stimulus. He repeated his actions with her left nipple and again Stephanie moaned as she felt her pussy getting wet in reaction. David stepped back and looked at her sternly. "You will serve dinner tonight in complete silence," he told her. "I intend to further your training tonight and part of this will be to teach you complete control of your body. I do not expect to see or hear anything other than complete calm and silence for the duration of the meal, no matter the provocation. Any slip will result in punishment tomorrow. Do I make myself clear?" Stephanie quailed at his words. She had a dreadful feeling that this serving session was going to be far harder than on previous occasions! Nevertheless, she knew what was expected of her and nodded to show she understood. David noticed her trepidation and his manner softened slightly. He took her chin and tilted it so that she was looking into his eyes. "Stephanie," he said gently, "when and only when you have complete control over your body will you be able to experience the greatest heights of pleasure. In addition, as I have said before, I fully expect you to become one of the best submissives I have ever trained and the best submissives get the best Masters, the ones who are deeply invested in the well-being of their submissives. What I do with you now is all aimed at this purpose and if I am pushing you hard, it is because I believe you can take it and will become everything you are destined to be!" His silver grey eyes held hers captive, the sincerity of his words sinking deeply into her psyche, settling her fears. David watched carefully, his gaze intense as he saw the resolution creep into her eyes and indeed her whole being. When he was sure his words had taken effect, he released her chin and attached a leash to her collar. Giving it a gentle tug, he led her back to the dining room. When they arrived, Sue and Kristy were already present, Sue sitting at the table with Kristy kneeling deferentially by her side. David took a seat opposite his fiancée and indicated that Stephanie should kneel by his side. Obedient to his wishes, she sank quietly to her knees, automatically placing her hands behind her back and ensuring her legs were as widely spread as possible, her breasts thrust up and out, ready for her Master's use, should he desire it. Her nipples were already throbbing from the bite of the clamps but she was determined to show no sign of her discomfort. David and Sue exchanged quiet conversation for several minutes, catching each other up on their days whilst their subs knelt quietly in place. When David was sure Stephanie had relaxed, he slipped his hand into his pocket and pressed a button on the console concealed there. Stephanie went rigid as she was suddenly assaulted by powerful vibrations in her ass and pussy and against her clit and nipples as the vibrators were activated. Within a very short space of time she could feel her pussy get hot and wet and had to resist the impulse to squirm as she felt juices start to leak out around the leather strap and run down the inside of her thighs. Imposing strong mental restraints she tried to resist the increasing demands of her body, concentrating instead on keeping her breathing regular and even, no easy task as the vibrators continued to stoke the heat building in her! She compressed her lips to prevent a moan from escaping them then almost spoilt everything by sighing in relief as the vibrators were switched off. Just in time she caught herself but her body was crying out in frustration. "You may serve the appetizer," David instructed both subs. How she did it, she did not know but somehow Stephanie managed to rise gracefully to her feet and follow Kristy into the kitchen area. The blonde woman looked over at her understandingly as her eyes picked up the sheen of moisture on the insides of Stephanie's thighs. "Your Master obviously thinks very highly of you if you're already at this stage," she whispered as they collected the plates containing a terrine of smoked chicken and confit duck with celeriac remoulade. Kristy took the plates whilst Stephanie took charge of the wine that would be served to accompany the first course, a Leitz Rudesheimer Magdalenenkreuz Riesling Spätlese 2010. Stephanie was surprised to see a white wine accompanying the confit duck but assumed there was a good reason for this. The first course was served by Kristy but as Stephanie moved to fill the glasses, the vibrators started up once more. She flinched slightly but with a supreme effort of concentration, she managed to pour the wine into the glasses of both Sue and David without mishap. Sue was impressed by her control. She knew how difficult it was to endure this training, having undergone it herself, but the new girl was coping extremely well. It appeared that hidden deep beneath the layer of insecurity, a steel core of determination had lain dormant. As Stephanie placed the bottle back on the table, David relented as switched off the vibrators, then indicated that Stephanie should take her place by his side once again. As she did so, he ran a nail over her right nipple. She almost gasped as the action sent tremors shooting through her pussy from the over-sensitised nipple and could not prevent her body stiffening slightly. David noticed her reaction and filed it away for discussion later. It was not overt enough to merit punishment but would need to be pointed out to her as an area for improvement. The couple paid attention to their food, savouring the rich, dense flavours, the acidity of the wine cutting beautifully through to balance and cleanse the palette. Once again David silently blessed his luck in obtaining the services of his chef Christian. The man had such an innate understanding of the balance of flavours and every meal served was a gastronomic masterpiece, leaving the diner pleasantly sated but never weighed down. When they were finished with the starter, David indicated to the two subs that they should clear. He waited until Stephanie was on her way back to the kitchen before activating the vibrators once again. Stephanie paused for a moment to impose strict control on her wayward body which was once again crying out for fulfilment before continuing on into the kitchen. David noted the pause and made a mental note that this would incur punishment the following day. As Stephanie reached the safety of the kitchen, she hurriedly put down the bottle and glasses and gripped the edge of the counter top, trying desperately to still the tremors running through her body. Kristy looked on in sympathy but did not dare offer any assistance. Stephanie had to learn to deal with this herself and in fact was doing an admirable job. The sheen of perspiration on her skin indicated how hard she was fighting to maintain control. Stephanie closed her eyes and implacably fought the demands of her body until she finally felt she had a degree of control. When she opened them, she found Kristy waiting patiently for her assistance with the main course. Her mouth started to water as she looked at the beautifully prepared honey and grain mustard glazed lamb shank sitting on the plates. The accompanying tureens were filled with parsnip mash and roasted root vegetables. It had been a long and strenuous afternoon and she was shocked when her stomach rumbled, stimulated by the delicious aromas arising from the plates. Kristy laughed quietly at Stephanie's apologetic expression and leaning over, whispered quietly in her ear. "Don't worry, I won't tell! I've been through this myself and know how difficult it can be!" Smiling gratefully at Kristy for her understanding Stephanie asked what Kristy would prefer to carry in. Kristy took a look at Stephanie and opted to carry the heavier tray containing the tureens of vegetables, feeling that the young woman had enough to contend with already. She led the way back into the dining room with the younger woman following on behind, struggling to balance two hot plates whilst denying the demands of her body. Imposing the strictest control, she placed the plates in front of Sue and David and returned to the kitchen to bring in the wine whilst Kristy served the vegetables. A 2008 Domaine de la Janasse Châteauneuf-du-Pape had been opened and allowed to breathe and was now placed on the counter, it's neck wrapped with a snow white napkin. By now Stephanie was desperate for relief, the insides of her thighs were soaking wet and tremors were constantly running through her body. Again she closed her eyes to try and stave off the demands of her body. When she felt ready to continue she picked up the bottle and returned to the dining room, taking great care to pour the wine in a steady, uninterrupted flow. Finally David took pity on her and switched off the vibrators once more. Stephanie almost slumped in relief before remembering where she was and what was expected from her. Instead she moved to her Master's side and at his gesture, sank gracefully to her knees once more. She tried her best to keep her breathing slow and even but it took a tremendous effort on her part, an effort that was noticed by David, who kept an unobtrusive but careful eye on her throughout the main course. He noted the tremors running through her that slowly died down as the meal progressed, the sheen of perspiration on her skin indicating how much effort she was putting into maintaining control and like Sue, he was impressed. This young woman was amazing and he felt honoured that she had given her trust to him to mould her into the perfect submissive, something he was now sure she would achieve. When the main course was finished, the subs were once again instructed to clear. This time David held off from activating the vibrators, believing that Stephanie had earned a break. With relief, she followed Kristy into the kitchen area, placing the empty plates and glasses onto the counter. The final course was laid out in front of them. This consisted of a light and delicate mango tart tatin with crème fraiche ice cream and cognac sauce. To Stephanie's surprise there was no accompanying wine but she realised that the cognac sauce would more than make up for that. She followed Kristy back to the dining table, placing the dessert in front of her Master with care before once again sinking to her knees beside him. David allowed her to get settled then once again activated the vibrators. Stephanie's eyes grew wide as her now highly sensitised body screamed at her for gratification. She couldn't prevent a small gasp from escaping her lips and looked down in dismay as she sensed her Master's displeasure. She tried her hardest to remain still and composed for the rest of the dessert course but by the time her Master had finished, she was breathing hard and her eyes were starting to glaze as lust raged through her body. The vibrators were set at a level that was just slightly lower than that needed to send her over the edge, keeping her hovering on an excruciating precipice. She ached to be able to give herself relief but knew that even if the leather strap had not denied her the opportunity, she would never be able to do so unless given permission by her Master and certainly not in these circumstances! She almost sobbed out loud when the vibrators were once more switched off and she was no longer sure whether that was from relief or frustrated desire! Flight to Submission Ch. 15 Her Master's words penetrated the haze of lust and desire raging through her body. "You may clear then bring the final plates to the table," he instructed. On legs made weak by the intense feelings surging through her, Stephanie rose and cleared away the plate from in front of her Master, following Kristy into the kitchen. Awaiting them on the counter were two plates surmounted with silver covers. Kristy and Stephanie took one each and laid them in front of their Mistress and Master respectively. When they lifted the lids, a second serving of the main course was revealed. David and Sue indicated that their subs should kneel beside them and proceeded to feed them, piece by small piece, allowing the young woman to savour every exquisite mouthful. With the delicious flavours to concentrate on, Stephanie managed to regain complete control of her wayward body and by the time her Master had finished feeding her, her body's demands had dwindled to a constant but bearable tingling. She felt completely filled by the vibrator and butt plug but was growing used to the feeling to the extent that it no longer intruded on her concentration. David was pleased to see that she no longer even seemed to think about the humiliation of being fed, instead accepting each mouthful of food with grace and humility, her eyes downcast, her hands placed behind her back, conducting herself as a good sub should do. He was extremely pleased with the way the session had gone. There had been only two minor lapses, which would be dealt with tomorrow but Stephanie had shown amazing fortitude throughout the entire meal. As a special treat, he poured Stephanie a glass of the rich red wine that was still open on the table, giving her small sips, watching as the ruby liquid slipped between her lips. When the glass was empty, he replaced it on the table and dabbed Stephanie's lips with his napkin, smiling as she lifted her eyes to his to convey her gratitude. "Clear the table and then attend us in the library," David instructed and without waiting to observe their compliance, he offered his arm to Sue and they made their way out of the dining room. Stephanie and Kristy cleared away all the plates and glasses from the table, taking them into the kitchen and placing them on the counter. Kristy leaned towards Stephanie. "Well done!" she said softly. "Your Master pushed you hard tonight and you did really well!" "Do you think so?" Stephanie asked doubtfully. "I slipped at least twice!" Kristy looked at her incredulously. "I can't believe what I'm hearing!" she exclaimed. "I would never have had the control that you have at the stage you're at," she told her. "I'd have been in a writhing heap on the floor begging my Master to fuck me," she continued. "I've been through what you just experienced and I know how intense it is. Believe me, your so-called slips were minor and not something you should worry unduly about. Yes they will incur punishment tomorrow but nothing major, so stop worrying!" Stephanie gazed at the other submissive uncertainly but was reassured by the conviction in Kristy's voice. Feeling slightly better about things she pulled herself together and led the way out of the kitchen towards the library. She was surprised when Kristy left her at the doorway, instead carrying on down the passageway towards another door. Shrugging to herself, Stephanie pushed open the door and entered the library then stopped short in surprise when she saw that instead of being seated comfortably in his armchair, her Master had taken a seat at the desk at which she had previously been studying with Miss Woodward. David looked up at her entrance and indicated that she should take a seat beside him. She obediently obeyed, squirming slightly as the action forced the dildo and butt plug deeper inside her. David rapped her knuckles lightly to get her to pay attention. "Tonight I'm going to start your education in wine appreciation," David told her. "There will be times when you may be called upon to host a dinner party for your Master and you need to be able to create a menu complete with wines that complement each course," he continued. "I'm sure you have already noticed the different wines that you have served at the meals this week." Stephanie nodded. "Each one was specially selected to complement and enhance the food that was served in each course," David explained. "This is essential for you to understand. A wine must never intrude upon the food, rather it should provide a means for the diner to enjoy the best gastronomic experience possible." "I understand, Master," Stephanie said quietly, although as with the etiquette classes, she was unsure just how this information could be of use to her in the real world. Still, a good knowledge of wine could help her with job possibilities in the future if she wanted to move into the hospitality industry. Over the course of the next hour David proceeded to coach Stephanie, explaining how to match various foods with the right types of wine. Once he was sure she understood the principles, he brought out his laptop and started to explain what made a wine grown by one particular vintner better than another, the difference that a year could make in the taste and quality of the wine. By the time they had finished, Stephanie felt she had at least a basic understanding of what her Master was trying to teach and her respect for him had increased tenfold. The ease with which he imparted information showed that this was a subject that he loved and in which he had a vast knowledge but as with other areas of training, he displayed a patience and understanding that enabled her to gain the maximum out of the session without feeling too overwhelmed. There was a knock on the door and Kristy walked in bearing a tray with a silver coffee pot, together with cream jug, sugar bowl and two coffee cups. She placed the tray on the table and withdrew as silently as she had entered. David gestured that Stephanie should serve. She fixed his coffee the way she knew he liked before turning to her own. She was startled when her hand was arrested as she reached for the sugar. She raised her eyes to her Master's and as she did so he shook his head. "No more refined sugar for you, my little sub," David said. "It's not good for you and your body doesn't need it." Stephanie felt a little resentful at her Master's high handedness and plucked up the courage to disagree. "I'm sorry Master," she said, "but I cannot drink unsweetened coffee. It gives me stomach ache." David considered her for a moment. It was unusual for Stephanie to speak in contradiction to his instructions so she must feel strongly about this issue. Then he made a decision. "How about we reach a compromise?" he asked. "Would you consider switching to honey instead of sugar?" Stephanie made a face. The idea of honey in coffee seemed a little weird to her. Still, her Master was willing to amend his instructions so the least she could do was at least try it. "I'll try it," she said at last. "I can't promise to like it though. It seems like a strange combination." "As long as you try that is all I ask," David replied. He walked over to a wall a pressed a button discreetly concealed near the mantelpiece. A few moments later Kristy knocked on the door. David strode over to where she stood and murmured a few words in her ear. She nodded and withdrew, reappearing a couple of minutes later with a small dish of honey, which she placed on the tray next to the coffee pot. As she quietly withdrew, David resumed his seat and indicated to Stephanie that she should help herself. Tentatively, Stephanie added a small spoon of honey to her coffee, stirring it before taking a sip. To her surprise she found she liked the taste. "Well?" David asked, a small smile hovering around his lips. "I'll switch to honey, Master," Stephanie replied, smiling back at him. As they continued to sip their coffee, David told Stephanie that he was exceedingly pleased with the progress she was making. "I know that this training is extremely intensive and at times very harsh but please believe me when I tell you how necessary it is," David explained. "By the end of this week I want you to be able to cope with anything that may be thrown at you in your new role. To that end I am perhaps exposing you to more extreme situations than you may be expected to undergo but if you can endure this training, you will be able to perform to perfection whatever is asked of you. You have so much potential, more than almost any other woman I have previously trained and I want only the best for you. Can you understand?" he asked her earnestly. Stephanie lowered her eyes, touched by the sincerity she heard in his voice, a sincerity that was echoed in his eyes. "Yes Master, I do understand," she said. A warm glow of contentment suffused her being. For the first time in her life someone thought she was worthy of their attention, that she had great potential and it was a heady feeling. She felt a small smile tugging at her lips and a feeling of security was added to the contentment. She was finally understanding who and what she was and she was starting to appreciate that she could be vastly more than she had ever dreamed she could be. All she needed to do was trust her Master implicitly. David watched the play of emotions crossing her face, reflecting the changes within her and nodded in satisfaction. His conditioning was taking hold and by the time the week was over he fully expected to have erased most if not all of Stephanie's self-doubt and boosted her confidence to the point it would be difficult for anyone to shake it. He rose from his chair and attached a leash to Stephanie's collar before tugging her gently to her feet. Obediently she followed him as he led the way back to her bedroom. Once there, he instructed her to stand holding the bedpost with her legs spread. When she was in position, he detached the strap from the corset and Stephanie sighed with relief as the pressure inside her was eased. Next he detached the stockings from the corset before loosening it until he could draw it up over her head. He knelt and unlocked the ankle straps of her shoes, allowing her to step out of them. This time, despite their height, her calves did not cramp. He was pleased at this evidence that she was becoming used to her new outfits. He instructed her to lie on the bed and when she complied, he bound her wrists tightly to the headboard. He then removed her stockings and bound her ankles tightly to the posts at the foot of the bed. When he was finished, she was once again completely immobilised. "I will be back in one hour," David told her. "In the meantime I expect you to watch the DVD that will play and absorb its contents." With those words, he picked up a remote, pressing a couple of buttons. To Stephanie's surprise a panel in the ceiling slid back, revealing a flat TV screen, placed directly above her head, that flickered into life. As David exited the room the static disappeared, replaced with a view of a darkened room. Slowly the lights came up, revealing a naked woman. She was wearing a black leather hood concealing her eyes but leaving her mouth exposed. Thick leather cuffs encircled her wrists and ankles that were in turn attached to chains that ran into each corner of a hollow, square frame. Her head was held up by a very high, thick posture collar. A naked man moved into the circle of light surrounding the woman. His skin glistened and muscles rippled as he moved. His cock and balls, however, were confined in a cage of metal. He knelt in front of the woman and waited patiently. Finally another man moved into shot. He was clad in a loose fitting black silk shirt, open at the front to show a powerful chest and firm abs, and form fitting black slacks that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. In his hand he carried a long, thick flogger, its strands hanging down, swaying with each step he took. He nodded to the male sub kneeling in front of the woman, who immediately moved closer, positioning himself so that his face was hovering over her mound. The Master moved around beside her and Stephanie could see him limbering up, swinging the flogger up and down so that each strand separated. After a few moments he swept his arm back and laid the first stroke against the woman's ass. The tips of the strands whipping around to connect with her flank. The volume was high enough that Stephanie could hear her gasp but whether from surprise, pain or a combination of both, she couldn't be sure. As the Master continued to flog the woman, the male sub moved closer still and started to slide his fingers between her spread legs. This time the woman moaned. The Master continued to flog her and the male sub stepped up his actions, stroking between her pussy lips before fastening his mouth over her clit. The camera angle changed, zooming in to show the sub's mouth and fingers hard at work as the moans from the woman increased and she started to pant. The camera pulled back once more, showing the Master change his position until the strands of the flogger were falling across her belly and breasts. A sheen of perspiration was now clearly visible on the woman's skin and her chest was heaving as she desperately drew air into her lungs. Tremors were running through her body and Stephanie could see her wrists pulling against their restraints. Stephanie was held mesmerised, her breathing quickening, her pussy throbbing as her body responded to the scene in front of her. She imagined that it was she who was tied to the frame, that it was her skin being assaulted by the kiss of the flogger, her pussy and clit being stroked, licked, sucked and teased. The flogging and cunilingus continued until the woman was visibly shaking and her moans had turned into guttural groans. Again the camera angle changed to a close up of her pussy and Stephanie could clearly see the male sub's face covered in the woman's juices. Off camera she heard voices for the first time. "What are you?" the Master demanded. "I am your sub, your slut, Master," the woman managed to say in a hoarse voice. "What is your purpose?" the Master asked again. "To please You, to be used as You desire, Master," she groaned. "What do you need from Your Master?" was his next question. "Please Master, I need to cum," the woman begged. "Please, let me cum!" The camera panned back to show the Master had ceased flogging her body as he asked his questions but now he stepped up once again and taking careful aim, started to whip the woman's nipples. She cried out as her body started to shake and once again begged him for permission to cum. At a gesture from the Master, the male sub redoubled his efforts at her clit and pussy and once again the camera drew in for a close up shot of his mouth and fingers working away feverishly. Off camera, Stephanie heard the Master's voice. "You may cum," he said. With a wail from the woman, Stephanie saw the woman's juices squirt, covering the male sub's face in glistening liquid. She could see the powerful tremors running through her thighs and pelvic region but the male sub did not cease his efforts and kept up through two more orgasms before he received a command to cease. When the camera panned back, Stephanie could see the woman hanging limp from her chains until the scene faded to black. Stephanie's own pussy was hot and wet in reaction to the scene she had just witnessed. Her nipples were hard and erect and she ached to give herself relief, an action denied to her by her bonds. She moaned in frustration, held captive in more ways than one. Once again the screen cleared to reveal another woman. This time she was clad in a thick, confining corset. She was suspended above the floor by a harness and her arms and legs were secured together in a hog tie. Her long hair had been braided and that braid secured in such a way that her head had been pulled back and was now held immobile so that she faced forward. Her breasts hung beneath her, the nipples stretched and pulled downwards by heavy weights suspended from fierce looking clamps that bit into her nipples. A long, black leather bench was positioned underneath her. The camera panned around to show her heavily made up face, vibrant colour on the lids, heavy kohl encircling her eyes, bright scarlet lips glistening with gloss. Her mouth was held open by a ring gag and saliva was beginning to run down her chin. As the camera swung further around it focussed between her spread legs. The hog tie had ensured that her clit, pussy and ass were completely exposed. Stephanie caught her breath. Something about this scene was striking a chord within her. She felt an excitement building inside her and wondered at her reaction. Her body actually quivered in reaction to the sight of the woman bound and suspended in place. The camera pulled back to reveal three men walking towards the suspended woman. They were all wearing identical black silk robes. As they reached her, one moved to position himself in front of her face whilst the others positioned themselves between her legs. As one, they untied the sashes, letting the robes fall open to expose their thick, erect cocks. Each had a thick cock ring nestled at the base sustaining their hard erections. Stephanie gasped as she realised what was about to happen. It was clear that all three men intended to fuck the woman and her pussy clenched in response. One of the men took his place on the bench underneath her then reached down and flipped a switch. The bench rose until Stephanie could see the man's cock perfectly positioned at the entrance to the woman's pussy. He reached up and tugged hard on the weighted clamps, causing the woman to cry out, the sound distorted by the ring gag in her mouth. In response, he used his other hand to slap hard against her breasts, causing the weights to swing violently. Again the woman cried out but as the camera moved in for a close up, Stephanie could see that her pussy was already wet. The second man moved his hand between her legs, sliding his fingers between her folds until they were liberally coated with her juices. He then moved them back and massaged her puckered hole until it too was glistening with her juices. The camera pulled back once again and as one, all three men plunged their cocks into her. Stephanie was held spellbound as the woman was fucked hard and fast by all three men, their movements co-ordinated seamlessly as her body swung back and forth in the harness, rocked by the violent thrusts of the men. They pounded into her again and again for what seemed to Stephanie to be hours. The woman gagged and moaned as she was continually ravaged but to Stephanie's surprise, she realised that the woman was becoming increasingly turned on. Her skin glistened with sweat, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath but her distorted moans sounded more like begging than distress, something that was confirmed when the camera zoomed in for a close up of her face. Her eyes were glazed with desire and although her lips were now puffy from hard usage, it was clear to see she was totally consumed with lust and desire. As the camera drew back to a wide angle shot, the woman's body started to shake and shudder. She cried out as her body was swept with one massive orgasm after another as the men continued to pound into her. Finally, as her cries became whimpers, the men pulled out of her and removing their cock rings pumped their cocks hard until all three shot their hot seed, coating her ass, pussy and face with their cum. The man on the bench beneath her slipped out and as one they stepped away, leaving the camera focussed solely on the woman's body, panning slowly around to take in the cum dripping from her until finally lingering on her face as her glazed eyes stared directly into the lens, exhaustion and satisfaction mirrored in her expression as thick, creamy cum slid down her face and into her open mouth. Her tongue darted out from between the ring gag and as the picture faded, Stephanie saw the woman avidly tasting the hot, sticky seed. Flight to Submission Ch. 15 By now Stephanie was highly aroused. Her whole body tingled with desire, her pussy aching and demanding to be used. She moaned in frustration as she was prevented from doing anything to satisfy the urges within her by the tight restraints. The door opened and the TV was switched off as David entered the room. "Well, my little sub," he said as he took in the flush to her skin and the wetness of her exposed pussy. "Did you enjoy your viewing?" Stephanie was by now in no fit state to answer his question. Her body was demanding to be satisfied. "Please Master, I need to cum!" she begged him. "I'll do anything, just please let me cum!" "I see," said David, drawing the moment out as he watched the girl writhing on the bed, her tongue darting out to moisten lips gone dry with desire. "You must earn my permission, my little sub. It is not your place to make demands upon your Master, do you understand?" Stephanie closed her eyes in dismay. In her need, she had indeed forgotten her place! "Are you ready to earn your orgasm?" David asked. "Yes Master!" Stephanie replied fervently. He had already changed into silk pyjamas and a robe as it was getting late. He now removed his clothing and strode towards the bed, the low lighting accentuating his firm body. Stephanie could not take her eyes from her Master as he drew close, her body trembling in anticipation. David bent down and released her cuffs from their restraints. "Get me ready" he commanded. Stephanie immediately slipped off the bed, sinking to her knees in front of her Master. With trembling hands she reached out and delicately traced a path from the base of his cock to the tip. She was rewarded by a slight stiffening of his shaft. Moving her hands lower, she cupped his balls as her tongue started to trace pathways up and down his slowly stiffening shaft. She worshipped it's length, gazing up at him from time to time with devotion in her eyes. She used her tongue to tease, licking, swirling and flicking it over the surface of her Master's cock. Up and down she moved, her tongue continuously in action, covering the surface of his shaft in a glistening trail as her hands massaged his balls. From time to time she drew a nail lightly between them, tracing the vein. Greatly daring, she moved a finger back and pressed just under his anus and was rewarded by his sharp intake of breath and the twitching of his cock. She lingered there for a few moments, massaging the area in a circular action with her finger before moving back to cup his balls. One at a time, she sucked each one into her mouth, running her tongue over their surface as the heat from her mouth enveloped them. Reluctantly she finally released them but moved her mouth upwards to envelope the tip of his cock and was thrilled when she tasted a drop of pre-cum. She was therefore startled when David gripped her head and withdrew from her mouth. "Stand up and place your arms flat on the bed," he commanded. Stephanie rose gracefully to her feet and did as she was told. Placing her arms flat on the bed meant she was bent over so that her back was almost parallel to the top of the bed. "Spread your legs," was David's next command and she complied. She did not see her Master slip his hand into the pocket of his robe and withdraw a cock ring, which he secured around the base of his shaft. He would now be able to sustain his erection indefinitely, thus ensuring his sub would be used for a longer period of time. When he was done, he slid one hand between her pussy folds. She was sopping wet and he could feel the heat radiating from her. He plunged his fingers deep into her pussy, feeling the heat, the wetness as her soft, pulsating passage surrounded them. Again and again he worked his fingers in and out of her as her moans of desire increased. Finally he withdrew them and Stephanie gasped as she felt her Master's cock thrust into her instead, hard, fast and deep. Again and again he drove into her, the force of his thrusts grinding her pelvis against the bed but rather than dismay her, his forcefulness raised her desire to yet another level. The heat and lust was all consuming, all she wanted was the feeling of her Master's cock driving into her, taking her, claiming her. She wanted to be those women she had watched on the DVD, helpless, used, driven towards intense orgasms. She found herself driving backwards to meet his thrusts, animal instinct and the need for sexual gratification taking over her thoughts and actions. David reached forward with one hand as his other maintained his grip on her hip. He found her breast and with the sureness of long practice, massaged and squeezed it, timing his actions to the rhythm of his thrusts, eliciting throaty moans of desire from Stephanie as she continued to drive back into him. He narrowed his focus, taking her nipple between his fingers, running his nail over its surface before starting to tease it, pinching and twisting it, causing her to throw her head backwards and arch her back, the action giving him even deeper penetration into her pussy. She shuddered as his cock drove deep inside her. "God, oh god," she groaned, the heat of her lust overwhelming her. Somehow, she didn't even know how she was doing it, she was holding on, knowing that her Master had not yet given her permission to cum. Her skin was slick with sweat, her pussy throbbing, hot and wet as it was constantly ravaged by her Master's cock, yet still she held on, some deeply seated restraint holding her back from the edge that she so desperately wanted to plunge over. She knew that she could not, must not give in to her body's demands until her Master gave her permission to do so. David felt the tremors running through Stephanie's body, the heat of her desire and need and was impressed by the control she displayed. By now she was breathing heavily, panting and gasping as she moved beneath him. He could hear her almost mindlessly chanting "God, oh god, oh god," like some kind of mantra. He withdrew his cock from her ravaged pussy, coating his fingers in the copious juices running from it. He moved them back to circle around her puckered asshole, using them to liberally lubricate it. With a slight pressure, his fingers slipped easily inside her and she groaned as she felt their invasion. She no longer feared this intrusion, knowing that it too led to the path of pleasure for her. She longed to move her hands back, to spread herself wide for her Master but he had commanded that she keep her arms on the bed and she would obey him with every fibre of her being, no matter how desperate for release she was! She felt her Master's fingers work in and out of her, establishing a rhythm, stretching her ever so slightly further with each thrust. Soon David added a third finger to the two already deeply embedded in her back passage, stretching her further still, causing her to groan and shudder. He knew it would not be long before she completely lost control and with one hand he released the cock ring from around his staff. Stephanie felt his fingers withdraw and then pressure as the tip of his cock took their place. With excruciating slowness, David eased his cock deeper and deeper into her, stretching her, filling her with his hard, hot thickness. He paused halfway, allowing her to adjust to his girth before continuing until he was fully embedded inside her. He rested for a moment before starting to slowly but firmly thrust into her. Gradually he increased his momentum, the tightness of her back passage gripping his cock, the heat enveloping it. He knew he would not be long before he lost control. Reaching beneath her he found her clit and started rubbing and pinching it. Stephanie cried out. "Oh god, Master, please, please let me cum!" she begged. David kept her on the edge for a few moments more until he felt his cock pulsing. Finally he gave the command she had been so desperately awaiting. "Cum my little sub, cum for your Master," he commanded. With a wail of pent up desire, Stephanie released all restraints and crashed over the edge, feeling her Master's hot seed spurt inside her as she shuddered in the throes of passion. David held her firmly against him as her body shook, her breath coming in gasps. He kept as still as possible, knowing that at this moment the slightest movement would only serve to push her over the edge once more. He waited patiently as Stephanie slowly came down from the intense high, his cock softening within her. When he was sure she had once more regained her composure, he slowly withdrew. He supported her as her knees buckled, waiting for a few more moments until she regained her strength, then led her to the bathroom where he watched as she cleaned herself up. He led her back to her room and tucked her gently under the covers. Stephanie was so exhausted that she could barely keep her eyes open but although her body ached from the hard usage, she felt totally sated. "Sleep well my little sub," David said softly as he drew the covers over her. He was rewarded by the sweetest smile as she drifted off to sleep. Flight to Submission Ch. 16 When the sunlight woke Stephanie the next morning, she was amazed to find her nipples were hard and erect. She slipped a hand down to her pussy and found it was already wet and the mere touch of her fingers along her slit made it clench and pulse. This had never happened to her before! She had vague memories of some very erotic dreams that she had experienced during the night, dreams where she was bound, helpless to resist whatever was done to her, dreams where she was blindfolded and restrained, unable to anticipate what was happening or about to happen. Image after image, scene after scene had flooded her subconscious mind and her body had responded accordingly. When David entered her room, Stephanie blushed, remembering the wantonness that she had displayed the previous evening. David took no notice, instead drawing back the covers to display her naked body. He took in the erect nipples and instructed her to spread her legs. When she obeyed, he could see the glistening wetness between her legs. Though he gave no outward sign, David was extremely pleased. Her conditioning was taking hold faster and stronger than even he had anticipated. By the end of the week, Stephanie would be responding and reacting automatically to every stimulus and command given to her, fully and without inhibition or restraint, totally obedient to the demands of her body. It was now time to move her further along in her training. Taking her hand, he pulled her up until she was sitting upright in the bed. A firm look from him prevented her from making a move to cover herself back up and she blushed again as she realised she had almost slipped back into bad habits. Capturing her gaze with his, David started to speak, his voice quiet but commanding. "In order to be able to train you to your fullest potential, I need to have complete and utterly honest feedback from you with regards to every aspect of your training," he said. "I need to know your thoughts, your feelings, whether things make you comfortable or uncomfortable, whether you feel your boundaries are being pushed too hard. To that end, I would like to take the time this morning to hear about your reactions to the scenes on last night's DVD." Stephanie's blush deepened as she remembered the intensity of her feelings last night. David noticed her reaction but continued his explanation. "It is very important for me to understand how your mind is working so that I may fashion your training accordingly," he paused and smiled. "Your body's reaction is easy for me to gauge but your mind is something you will need to display for me. Stephanie squirmed a little as she realised just what she was expected to do but David smiled at her understandingly. "Let's start with the first scene, shall we?" David asked. "What did you feel when the image first appeared on the screen?" Stephanie thought back to that first, dramatic image of the woman bound to the square frame. She remembered the frisson of excitement that ran through her as she gazed at the woman bound into place. She remembered how she had imagined being in the woman's place, wondering what would happen next and the illicit thrill that those feelings gave her. The sight of the woman held immobile in the spotlight, the absolute focus of attention scared her and appealed to her in equal measure. For someone who had spent their entire life trying to blend into the background, as Stephanie had done, these feelings of excitement were strange and disquieting. Taking a deep breath, she began to tell David how the beginning of the scene had affected her. "That first image was powerful," she began. "The starkness of the woman bound and naked in the full illumination of the spotlight was compelling. My eyes were drawn to her immediately." David looked at her searchingly. There was more that she wasn't saying, that he needed to draw out of her but he would go slowly. "Keep going," he said. "Tell me how you felt as the scene progressed. Stephanie longed to close her eyes but David's commanding gaze held them firmly. She swallowed nervously before continuing. "I could feel her anticipation," she said. "It was as if I was up there with her, wondering what was going to happen next." She paused before going on. "I have to admit that I started to get a little excited, even though the scene hadn't really begun!" David smiled encouragingly at her. He knew the more she spoke, the more likely she was to be drawn back into the scene in her memory and as she started to remember the details, she would begin to respond once again as she had last night. "Go on," he told her gently but firmly, still holding her eyes captive with his mesmeric gaze. Guided by her Master, Stephanie returned to the memory of last night's scene. With his patient prompting, she slowly started to reveal not only her thoughts about what had transpired on screen but also how her body had reacted to what she had watched. She finally opened up and told him how she lived through the scene alongside the woman on stage. How she had almost felt the male sub's mouth and fingers on her own clit and pussy, how she had wanted to cum when the woman finally received permission to cum. David studied her carefully as she spoke, watching as she become more caught up in the remembrance of the scene. When he determined the time was right, he quietly slipped in his next command. "Tell me how your body responded to what you were watching," he said, his voice calm but insistent. Caught up in the memory, Stephanie forgot to feel embarrassed. "My breasts were throbbing and my nipples were hard and erect," she told him. "I could feel my pussy was so wet and it was quivering in reaction." She paused for a moment, then continued. "I wanted to cum, to gain the same kind of relief that the woman on stage had but my restraints prevented that. I could have screamed in frustration!" she admitted. David nodded in understanding. What Stephanie did not know is that while she had been watching the DVD, he had been watching her and her reactions. He knew exactly how her body had responded but it was important for her continued progress that she be able to verbalise how she was feeling. A good Master would always expect his sub to tell him explicitly how they were feeling and how their body was responding so that he could adapt his sessions to benefit both Master and sub. Unbeknownst to her, as Stephanie described how her body had felt and what her thoughts had been as she watched the sessions on the DVD, her body was remembering and reacting. There was a flush to her skin as once again her body became slowly aroused. She unconsciously licked her lips, which had gone dry, again in reaction to her memories of the previous night's scenes. Her nipples started to tingle and her pussy started to throb although at low level for the moment. David observed all these subtle signs of arousal in Stephanie and was very pleased. That she seemed to be unaware of her body's subtle signs of arousal told him that it's responses were already becoming ingrained and automatic - exactly the effect he was aiming for. "Tell me, Stephanie," he said, "which of the two scenes aroused you more and for what reason?" Stephanie took time to consider her answer. Each of the scenes had affected her powerfully but for different reasons. Finally she made her choice. "It think it was the second scene, Master," she said. "Why was that, Stephanie," David asked her calmly, not wishing to break the arousal of Stephanie's body with too great an intensity in his voice. "Well Master, the first scene was really powerful too but there was just something about the image of the woman suspended, unable to resist as every part of her was used that roused some very powerful reactions in me," Stephanie explained. "My body seemed to be crying out for that kind of usage, as was my mind. I don't know why as the scene was so extreme, I mean three men using one woman is far beyond anything I had imagined, Master!" "How are you feeling about that scene now, Stephanie," David asked, although he could quite clearly see how aroused she was becoming just through remembering the scene. Stephanie licked her lips. "I - I think perhaps it is something I would want to experience, Master," she admitted with her eyes downcast. She was amazed that she could actually admit to such a thing but her Master had demanded complete and utter honesty from her and she was determined to obey him, no matter what. "I see," David said consideringly. "However, I believe your training is not far enough along to expose you to that kind of intensity just yet," he told her. "Let me see what I can come up with," he advised, although he had a very good idea of just how he was going to introduce her to the kind of situation she had witnessed. Stephanie was surprised to feel a tiny amount of disappointment at his words. Had she really come so far in so little time? A few days ago, she would never have contemplated such a scene, let alone wanted to be the focus of it! What was she becoming? David watched the play of emotions cross her face. Her feelings were so clear for him to read. She was a joy to train and he was even more certain that she would reach the stars by the time her training was complete. For now, however, it was time to get her back to her routine. He clipped a leash to her collar and with a gentle tug, encouraged her to rise from the bed. Turning, he led her from the bedroom down the passage to the bathroom and once again stood as she performed her morning routines in front of him. She no longer paused to consider how embarrassing it was to perform the most intimate of bodily functions in front of him. It had become a natural part of her routine. Likewise, she automatically placed herself in the shower stall, kneeling with her head placed on her hands on the base of the shower, ready for the enema that she knew would be administered. She still groaned as the warm water filled her to capacity. The distention was uncomfortable but again, she bore it knowing that it was expected of her to submit to anything her Master deemed appropriate. When David was satisfied that she was fully clean, she was allowed to stand, shower and wash her hair before returning to the bedroom. He replaced her cuffs and collar with identical ones, soft black leather, before once again clipping the leash to her collar and leading her to her first session of the day, Yoga. Her morning routine followed the pattern already established. Yoga with Samantha, Etiquette with Miss Woodward, breakfast, Deportment with Mistress C then swimming and sunbathing before going back to her room to change for the service of lunch. Again, Kristy was waiting in her bedroom to help her dress but Stephanie stared when she saw what was laid out on the bed. She had expected the usual - stockings, shoes and corset. Instead, there was only a corset but it bore no resemblance to the ones she had worn previously. It was plain black and made of a sturdy leather. It had thick metal rings embedded into it at various places around the torso and there were straps that ran from around the breasts to a thick collar. There were thick channels running the length of the corset that Stephanie realised contained the boning. She swallowed hard. There was no doubt in her mind that there would be absolutely no give in the garment once it had been laced up. She stepped towards the bed with trepidation, wondering what was in store for her that would require such an item to be worn. Kristy smiled at her sympathetically but indicated that Stephanie should place her hands on the bedpost. Stephanie licked her lips but nevertheless complied. Kristy wrapped the corset around her torso, closing each metal fastener securely, making sure they were seated properly before moving behind her and with the help of a special tool, tightening the corset until Stephanie felt encased in sold steel. In actual fact, the "bones" of the corset were made of metal, considerably stronger than the traditional boning of most corsets. The leather straps tightly encircled her breasts and the collar fitted snugly around her throat. Stephanie was grateful that there were no stockings to put on. This corset allowed absolutely no flexibility whatsoever! Both women turned around as they heard footsteps echo down the passageway and David appeared in the doorway, clad in a black, silk robe. He indicated that Kristy could leave and bobbing her head in deference, she did so. Stephanie stood quietly, waiting for her Master's instructions. "You mentioned earlier that you were very aroused by the suspension scene you watched last night," David began. "Whilst I am not prepared to subject you to a scene with that kind of intensity and involving others, I have taken your desires into consideration. To that end, you have been excused from service of lunch today, as Mistress S and myself have already eaten. Instead, you will accompany me and I will start training you to cope with the type of intensity that particular scene creates." Stephanie swallowed again. She had not realised her Master would move so swiftly to put into practice something she had been fantasising about just hours ago! David clipped a leash to her collar and led her out of the bedroom and into the room where her most intense experiences took place. As they entered the room, Stephanie noticed that a padded leather bench had been brought into the centre of the room and now stood in the centre of a circle of light. Above the bench was a horizontal frame suspended from the ceiling by chains secured to each corner and with another three chains depending from the centre of the frame. David led her to the bench and indicated that she should stand in place. She waited patiently with her eyes cast down, the tension rising as she heard her Master moving around the room, opening and closing drawers. Finally he returned to her side and told her to hold out her hands. When she complied, he wrapped a pair of very thick padded leather cuffs around her wrists. He then told her to lie face down on the bench. Again she complied and could feel another pair of thick padded leather cuffs being secured around her ankles. David then drew her wrists behind her and secured them to a large D ring set into the back of the corset. He repeated the action with her ankles, securing them to the same D ring. Sephanie was now secured in a hog tie position. She could feel the pull in her limbs from the unaccustomed position. David allowed her time to adjust, asking her if she felt any stress in her body. Stephanie took her time in answering. Yes, there was a pull in her muscles but it was not painful and replied in the negative. David lowered the frame slightly until Stephanie could feel the cool metal chains just kiss her skin. He attached one to the D ring to which her wrists and cuffs were secured. He attached the other two chains to D rings embedded into each side of the corset then raised the frame until Stephanie was hovering just slightly above the bench, swinging slightly. Again he allowed her time to adjust to the new position and the fact that all of her weight was now suspended from the chains attached to her corset rather than being supported by the solid bench beneath her. When he was sure that she was suffering no ill effects from the suspension, he walked back to the cupboards to bring out the second stage of her training in this discipline. He took out a hood which had a strong leather braid attached to the back of it. He also took out a ring gag, a butt plug and a wand vibrator and brought them all over to the bench. Releasing a catch on the side of it, he removed a section just under her pubic area, revealing a bracket, into which he placed the wand. He left it in the lowered position for the time being. He slid a finger between Stephanie's folds and was very pleased to feel how wet she already was! It was obvious that she was already unconsciously submersing herself in the experience she had viewed the previous evening! He continued to slide his fingers up and down her slit until she couldn't contain herself and a moan escaped her lips. He could feel her arousal rising and slid his fingers backwards until they were circling her asshole. When the puckered hole was glistening with her juices and he could feel she was as relaxed as the situation allowed, he slowly inserted the butt plug, steadying her as the action set her swinging slightly back and forth. He then moved to her head and showed her the hood. "I will be using a hood for you Stephanie, as you do not have long enough hair to secure your head in the proper position" he explained. Stephanie nodded slightly to show she understood. She didn't dare make any firmer move as this would set her swinging again and the movement put strain on her limbs. David steadied her as he drew the hood over her head, lacing it up before securing the brain to the central chain, tightening it until Stephanie's head was in the right position. He followed this up with the ring gag, instructing her to open her mouth and then inserting the ring behind her teeth and firmly securing it behind her head. He once again gave Stephanie time to adjust, asking her to tell him if she felt any strain. Again she indicated that she was fine by slightly shaking her head. Next David withdrew a pair of nipple clamps from his pocket, each of which had a small weight attached. He massaged Stephanie's breasts, pinching and teasing her nipples until they stood out proud and erect. He swiftly attached the clamps, supporting them as he slowly lowered his hands until gravity took full effect. Stephanie groaned as pain shot through her nipples, the fire immediately translating to a throbbing in her pussy. Again David paused, regarding her intently. He could see faint tremors running over her body but she did not appear to be unduly stressed. He moved back to face her and addressed her solemnly. "Stephanie, I will ask you this now before we go any further. Are you still sure you want to experience something similar to that scene you saw on the DVD last night?" Stephanie closed her eyes to concentrate on her answer. Yes, this new discipline was putting her body under some stress, but she felt it was nothing that she could not cope with. The next question she asked herself is whether she was ready for what would happen next. Her ass was already filled with the butt plug, stretching her internally, her nipples were throbbing from the bite of the weighted clamps and she could feel saliva gathering at the corners of her mouth where the ring gag held it open. She also knew the effect the wand would have when it connected with her clit and there was no way she would be able to avoid its effects and intensity! Nevertheless, the pull of last night's scene was too powerful to resist! Finally she opened her eyes and nodded her decision to her Master. "Very well," David told her. He removed a soft, red ball from his pocket and placed it into one of her upturned hands. "If things become too much to bear I want you to release this ball," he told her. "You have nothing to prove as you are still in the early stages of your training. If you feel you cannot cope, then I need to know immediately. I WILL NOT have you damaged either physically or mentally because you do not want to disappoint me. Is that understood?" He regarded her sternly until she nodded, under no illusion that he meant what he said. David moved to the side of the room and brought out an item that he rarely used, but Stephanie's expressed desire required its use on this occasion. It was a fucking machine with a thick phallus attached to a motor driven piston. It had been placed on a wheeled trolley for ease of movement, and he moved it smoothly over to the padded bench, where it was subsequently transferred. David guided the phallus until it slowly penetrated the entrance to Stephanie's pussy and then clamped the machine into place. She gasped as she felt the phallus enter her, its girth stretching her pussy wide. When David was satisfied with its position, he moved his attention to the wand. He brought this up until it was snugly lodged against Stephanie's clit, then it too was locked into place. Flight to Submission Ch. 16 He switched the machine, the wand and the butt plug onto their lowest settings and watched carefully as Stephanie's body immediately reacted. Her limbs quivered and she gasped each time the phallus penetrated her. Her eyes were wide and stunned as she experienced in a mild way, the scene she had watched on the DVD. When he was sure she was coping, he increased the intensity of all the items. Now the phallus was pumping into her more strongly and in a quicker rhythm. This rocked her body forwards and back in the chains and set the weights on her nipple clamps swinging, increasing the pain in her nipples. Heat shot through her and she groaned but still kept the soft ball clamped firmly in her hand. Saliva was now running out of the corners of her mouth as she was unable to control it and her eyes were beginning to glaze as her body became more and more consumed in the fires of lust. Again, David upped the intensity of the machines. By now, the wand and plug were on their second highest setting and the fucking machine was penetrating her hard and fast. Her pussy was slick with juices and she was gasping for breath. David controlled all the machines remotely and now positioned himself at her head. He slipped off his robe and his cock sprang out, already hard as the sight of Stephanie suspended and being fucked hard had made a strong impression on him! He gripped her head and guided his cock through the ring gag and into her mouth. It was hot and wet and the position of her head meant that his cock could penetrate deeply. Stephanie was now groaning constantly. Her mind had once again been subsumed by the base animalistic desires of her body. All she wanted was to cum and she quivered close to the edge as the machine pounded into her and the wand and plug assaulted her clit and ass. She was reduced to a mindless object, totally focussed on pleasure. David started to fuck her mouth, slowly at first, driving deeply down her throat. Her moans excited him further, vibrating as they did against his cock buried in her throat. He increased his intensity, driving in deeper, harder and faster, until he knew that he too was close to the edge. He switched all the machines to their highest intensity and held her head rigid as she wailed, her body shuddering as a huge orgasm washed over her. Again and again he held her in place, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of her from the combined effects of machines and his own cock. The bench beneath her was covered by the copious juices that squirted from around the phallus that was ravaging her pussy. Finally he could no longer hold back and with a deep, guttural groan, he buried his cock deeply into her throat, his hot seed pumping into her as her body shuddered in the throes of yet another orgasm and her throat worked convulsively to swallow his cum. As he softened in her mouth, he felt her go limp. He quickly withdrew and took stock. He realised that Stephanie had succumbed to the intensity of the experience and had passed out! He swiftly switched off all the devices, removed the wand and machine from the bench and gently lowered her until her body was once again supported by its padded solidity. She regained consciousness as he was removing the hood from her head. He had already removed the ring gag, the butt plug and the chains and had released the cuffs from the D ring in her corset. Her eyes were still glazed and slightly confused. David stroked her limbs soothingly as he reassured her that she had performed wonderfully and that she had simply been overcome by the intensity of the experience. He continued to soothe her, speaking quietly and gently to her, as he would to a child. He massaged her limbs, making sure no sign of tension remained. He watched her very carefully. This had been the most intense of her experiences and he wanted to make sure that she had not suffered any ill effects. When he saw sense finally return to her eyes, he eased her into a sitting position. He sat beside her holding her hands and looking deeply into her eyes. "How do you feel?" he asked. "Ummm, I'm not sure," Stephanie replied. "I feel like I'm floating, as if I'm somehow slightly removed from reality," she continued. David nodded. He had suspected as much. "It seems you have reached subspace," he advised her. At her questioning look, he continued his explanation. "Subspace is a state of existence that some submissives achieve when undergoing very intense experiences. What you are feeling, the floating, the sense of detachment, these are part of subspace. Your body has reacted to the intensity of your experience by flooding you with epinephrine, endorphins and enkephalins, which act a little like morphine." Stephanie's expression showed him that she wasn't really taking in anything he was saying. He left her in place for a moment and pressed an intercom set on the wall. A voice immediately answered him. "Please ask Kristy to run a hot bath in the guest bathroom," he requested. He returned to sit beside Stephanie, holding her gently. Almost unaware of her surroundings, she leaned into him, her head falling onto his shoulder as her eyes drifted closed. He smiled down at her. What a precious thing she was. All of her barriers had fallen away and she leaned against him sweet and vulnerable. Once again, he vowed to do his best by this wonderful woman, ensuring that she received the reward she so richly deserved. When Kristy popped her head around the door to inform him that the bath was ready, he gently drew Stephanie to her feet and guided her out, his arm around her shoulders. He supported her as they walked slowly to the bathroom. He sat her on the edge of the bath and asked Kristy to support her as he removed the cuffs, collar and corset from her body. He shook her gently by the shoulders, rousing her from her semi-somnolent state and supported her as she stepped into the bath. She sighed as the hot water surrounded her. At a look from David, Kristy left the bathroom and returned carrying a comfortable looking stool, which she placed by the side of the bath. David nodded to her with a smile of thanks and took his place on the stool as she exited the bathroom once more. Moving slowly and gently, David took a sponge and started bathing his exhausted and disoriented sub. He knew she was going to require very careful handling for the rest of the afternoon and made a mental note to cancel the rest of her scheduled sessions. He would also cancel his planned activities as he wanted to keep an eye on her personally. He knew that at some point there would be a corresponding drop from the high that she was currently experiencing and for someone experiencing this for the first time, the effect could be devastating if not handled correctly. Slowly, Stephanie came back to reality, sighing as she felt her Master's gentle ministrations. David in turn smiled down at her, one hand caressing her cheek. "So..." he said. "That was your first experience of suspension and your first step towards the scene that affected you so powerfully last night. How are you feeling?" Stephanie took stock of herself. Her whole body ached in ways that were different to those she had become used to. She could feel a dull ache in her shoulders and hips and realised this would probably be due to the hog tied position that she had been suspended in. Her pussy was also experiencing a dull ache and she had a vague recollection of being very deeply penetrated by a cock that was moving hard and very fast. In actual fact, her whole body was still buzzing but in a way that made her feel like a cat that had found a huge bowl of cream! She actually stretched lazily in the hot water before recalling that her Master had asked her a question! "I feel a little sore, Master," she said, "and I can feel a pull in my shoulder and hip muscles that I am assuming is due to the hog tie you put me in, but apart from that, I'm feeling pretty good. In fact, Master," she said with a wicked little smile playing around her mouth, "I would be quite happy to undergo a similar session at your pleasure." David laughed out loud. What a change was coming over this surprising young woman. She had gone from an uncertain, diffident girl who preferred the shadows to the limelight and was blossoming into a woman who was confident in her own sexuality and not afraid to show it! He blessed whatever fate had arranged for him to overhear her conversation on the plane that day. What a treasure he would have missed if it had not been the case! Again Stephanie stretched, her movements languid and feline. David's eyes lingered on her appreciatively. He held out his hand to her and helped her out of the bath. He wrapped her in a warm, fluffy towel and escorted her down the hallway to his study. He took a seat in a comfortable armchair located next to the fireplace and indicated that she should settle herself down on the large, soft, velvet covered cushion that had been placed at its foot. Stephanie curled herself onto it, leaning her head against her Master's legs. David dropped his hand to her head, gently stroking her hair. "You should know that I am very pleased with the way you are responding to your training, Stephanie," he said. "I don't usually give such praise this early in training but I am confident that you will be one of the best subs I have ever trained." Stephanie stared up at him in amazement as his words registered. Here was a man she admired more than any other man she had met and he was giving her unrestrained praise. It was too much to bear. All of a sudden her eyes flooded with tears and she found herself sobbing uncontrollably. David reached down and gathered her into his lap, his arms encircling her body and holding her close. He pressed his lips against her hair and murmured soothingly, maintaining his comforting hold on her as the storm of weeping ran its course. He had suspected that Stephanie might experience a reaction like this, due to the intensity of the suspension session and he had been ready for it. Right now, she needed comfort and reassurance, things he was more than happy to provide. When her sobs died down, he held her a little away from him and then very gently kissed her on the lips, something he very seldom did with the subs he trained but she had more than earned this consideration. As she looked wonderingly at him, he smiled. "You are a truly wonderful woman and you are going to make a truly magnificent submissive, trust me, Stephanie," he assured her. "Never again let anyone make you feel less than you are today. If they try then be secure in the knowledge that they are the ones who are inferior and not you. There are very few women that I have trained who have taken to the process so quickly or so naturally. It takes a strong woman to make an exceptional submissive and believe me, Stephanie, you are going to be exceptional!" He drew her back into his arms and simply held this wonderful woman as exhausted from her intense session and the storm of weeping that had swept over her, she drifted off to sleep, her head resting trustingly against his shoulder. Flight to Submission "Oh my god, that would have been a nightmare," Jenny exclaimed. "Not a good advert for the airline! Come fly with us but duck the vomit!" She grinned and Stephanie smiled weakly. Sometimes Jenny had a very warped sense of humour and this was one of those occasions. The bus rolled up to the entrance to the hotel. Stephanie got out & turned to her friend. "I'm going to check in & hit the sack," she advised. "I'll get the hotel to send up some pain killers & I'll call when I'm feeling better, ok?" "Are you sure?" Jenny asked. "I'm sure," Stephanie replied. She walked to the desk and signed in. Taking her key she rode the elevator to her floor and slipping the key into the lock, she opened the door to her room. She almost fell onto the bed as her legs gave way in reaction. What was she going to do? Did she dare make that telephone call? Somehow she knew that if she did, her life would change forever and there would be no going back. She sat on the bed shaking as conflicting thoughts & emotions raged through her. Finally she looked at her watch & was startled to see she only had thirty minutes left in which to make the call. With trembling hands, she took out her phone and dialled the number on the card given to her. David's calm voice answered. "Yes?" was all he said. "I, I," Stephanie swallowed hard & drew a deep breath. "I'm calling to accept your offer on the plane," she said, her voice shaking. "Very well," David replied calmly. "Be at the Fresco Beach Bar & Grill at The St. Regis Bal Harbour Resort at 1pm sharp," he instructed. "Now tell me what clothing have you brought with you?" Stephanie thought this a strange request, but nevertheless told him that she had brought a blouse, slacks & a summer dress for the evening. "You will wear the dress to the meeting," David commanded and rang off. Shaking in reaction, Stephanie glanced at the clock. It was now 7am, giving her the chance to catch a couple of hours sleep before the meeting. Swallowing hard as she realised the enormity of the step she was about to take, she slipped out of her uniform & into a hot shower. The heat of the water slowly relaxed tense muscles until finally she felt able to lie down. She drew the covers up to her neck & drifted off into a sleep that was spiced with vague but erotic dreams. She had set her alarm to wake her at 11:30, giving her an hour & a half in which to prepare to meet the mysterious passenger. She took another shower, this time shampooing & conditioning her hair, before sitting down at the dressing table to apply her make-up. For a reason she couldn't fully comprehend, she took great care to ensure that the look created was subtle & sophisticated. She took out the matching bra & brief set she had packed to wear under her dress, pale blue cotton & lace appliquéd on top, then slipped the dress over her head. It was a light, floaty dress made of chiffon - easy to pack as it didn't crease, with a full skirt that ended just above the knees. The neckline was a little daring for her taste but her friend Jenny had been with her when they saw it and had insisted she buy it. Indeed, this was the first occasion that she had worn it and even now, she was a little worried at how deeply the neckline plunged! She finished the outfit with a pair of delicately strapped sandals with a 3" stiletto heel. Wearing these she often felt less insignificant when out with her taller friend! She picked up her handbag and made her way down to the lobby. The doorman gazed at her appreciatively as he hailed a cab for her and admired her long slim legs as he assisted her inside. Stephanie gave the driver directions and sat back, clasping her hands nervously together as the cab wound its way through the lunchtime traffic. With five minutes to spare, it pulled up outside the elegant exterior of the St. Regis Bal Harbour Resort. Stephanie paid the fare and exited the cab, moving swiftly through the lobby and looking for the signs to the Fresco Beach Bar. David was seated unobtrusively in the lobby and when Stephanie made her way towards the restaurant, he followed. As she paused at the entrance, uncertain as to how to ask for her table, he moved up & placed his hand under her elbow. She jumped slightly in startlement & looked up into his cool, grey eyes. The Maitre D silently materialised at the entrance. "Ah, Mr Bourne, your table is ready," he said deferentially. "Please follow me." He led the way through the restaurant to a table placed on the edge of the area, just beside the beach. It was shaded by mature palms and the scent of Frangipani was in the air. The Maitre D pulled out a chair for Stephanie and when she was seated laid a snow white napkin across her lap. David seated himself opposite her and calmly accepted the proffered menu & wine list. By now Stephanie's stomach was filled with butterflies. She couldn't believe that she had actually had the courage to call this man and was now sitting across the table from him in one of the most prestigious hotels in Miami. David sat across from her & studied her consideringly. Although it was obvious that she was incredibly nervous, she had nevertheless summoned up the courage to call him. That had been an important first step, even if she did not truly realise its implications. He allowed her some time to regain her poise, pretending to study the menu and wine list. When she finally appeared to have regained her composure, David looked at her. "Let me introduce myself," he told her calmly. "My name is David Bourne & I work here in Miami among other places. I am not a predator, although I believe you would not have called me if you had thought I was, nor am I a dilettante. I take what I do very seriously and expect those I chose to interact with to do the same." Stephanie swallowed & nodded. "Now, I will order for us & then I will ask you some questions." He continued. "You will answer each one fully and honestly, with no attempt to sidestep or give evasive answers. If I believe you are not complying with these rules I will walk out of here and you will never see me again. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes David," Stephanie replied. "Let me make one thing clear to you right now," David said coolly. "From now on you will only address me as Sir, and you will only speak when I give you permission to do so. Do you understand?" Her mind screamed out in indignation at his words, but her stomach was turning somersaults and there was a throbbing sensation in her pussy as his attitude struck a chord deep within her. "Yes Sir," she replied. "Very good," David replied and returned his attention to the menu. He had observed the immediate flush of colour that suffused Stephanie's face when he had made his demands and knew that his initial assessment of her had not been wrong. She was indeed a submissive. If she had not been, she would have walked away there & then. The fact that she had stayed and complied with his command spoke louder than any words. He signalled the waiter and ordered a smoked salmon salad for both of them. He cancelled the dressing that was usually served and instead gave strict instructions to the waiter as to ingredients and method to be used to create the dressing of his choice. The waiter bowed & proffered the wine list. David chose a light, fresh white wine, one that Stephanie had only heard of (as the price was staggering). The waiter brought over a bottle of chilled water and proceeded to pour a glass for each of them before retreating back into the restaurant. Many elegant men and women were passing by beside the restaurant, some of whom nodded acknowledgement to David. Each man to do so had a remarkably beautiful woman on him arm, elegantly clad in expensive clothing. After the third such encounter, Stephanie noticed something about the women. They were all wearing the same, thick, twisted gold choker around their throats. She wanted to remark upon this unusual occurrence & opened her mouth to speak before remembering his earlier instructions. Hastily she closed her mouth & bent her head, praying that he hadn't noticed her slip. Of course he had, but had determined it was not yet time to impose his full will upon her. This was a delicate process - the transition from vanilla to submissive was not one to be rushed. One wrong move could send the girl running in panic & she would probably never again have the courage to explore what pleasures might lay ahead. Stephanie was distracted as the head sommelier brought the wine, decanting a small amount into David's glass. He inspected the colour then scented the bouquet & finally ran a small amount of the wine over his tongue. He nodded his approval to the sommelier, who then proceeded to pour wine first for David & then for Stephanie. This was unexpected, as it was customary for ladies to be served first, but David was a well-known and respected guest who had made his requirements known to the hotel staff before Stephanie had arrived. As he was a courteous & considerate guest who left extremely generous tips, his occasional odd request was granted without demur. The sommelier retreated as the food was brought to their table by the head waiter. David glanced at it approvingly and told the man all was in order. The hotel manager appeared at the man's side. "Mr Bourne, I would just like to take this opportunity to welcome you once again to the St. Regis Bal Harbour." He said deferentially. "It's nice to see you back again and if I can assist you in any way, please don't hesitate to contact me direct or via my staff". David thanked him and advised that if he thought of anything, he would be sure to let him know. Finally, the manager left them in peace to enjoy their meal. Stephanie was impressed! She had never seen such deference displayed to anyone other than an Arabian Sheikh before and the St Regis was about as exclusive as a hotel came in Miami. Whoever this David Bourne was, he commanded the respect of all he came into contact with. "Before we start our meal, I have a task for you," David told Stephanie. "You are wearing panties, are you not?" "Y, yes Sir," Stephanie replied. "You will remove them now and hand them over to me ' "From now on you will not wear panties in my presence." David commanded Stephanie gazed at him in shock but his face gave no indication that he was joking and she realised he was deadly serious. She picked up her napkin and prepared to go to the ladies' restroom. "Where do you think you're going?" "David stated. "I did not give you permission to leave this table!" "B, but you told me to remove my panties!" Stephanie said in a confused manner. "You will address me as Sir at all times!" David commanded, "and removing your panties does not require you to leave this table." Stephanie's mouth dropped open in shock as she realised what he meant. He was telling her to take off her panties here, in public. Her face flushed red in embarrassment as the moment stretched on. David's expression hardened. "Very well," he said coolly. "If you cannot obey even a simple command then it is obvious that we have both wasted our time. Please, enjoy your meal, enjoy the afternoon and depart when you are ready, if you require anything please order it, the account has been settled you will not be seeing me again!" He made to rise from the table and Stephanie realised that this was it! Make or break. If she obeyed his command, she was taking a step that she intuitively knew would change her life completely. Swallowing hard, she moved her hands down to the hem of her skirt & slipped them underneath. Wriggling slightly, she eased her panties down over her hips, then her legs, finally stepping out of them. She bunched them up into a ball and placed them into David's hands. "Raise your skirt so that your bare skin is against the seat," was his next command. After the mortification of removing her panties, this one was a little easier to obey, although it felt extremely strange to feel the fabric of the chair against her bare pussy. "Now I am going to ask you a series of questions," David told her, staring directly into her eyes & capturing her attention fully. "You will answer each one fully and completely. Do you understand?" Unable to break eye contact with the superbly controlled man sitting opposite her, Stephanie nodded. "Yes Sir," she replied. "Question one," David said. "Did you have strict parents?" Once again Stephanie was startled at the depth of insight that this man displayed! "My mother was strict, my father less so," she replied. "Explain," David commanded. "My mother always held me to a high standard," Stephanie explained. "She was very controlling of my life, whether it be school work or how I conducted my life. If my father tried to take my side, she would turn around & tell him not to interfere. I always felt as if somehow I was a disappointment to her. I was an only child & I sometimes wondered if she would have preferred to have had a son. It was years before I managed to convince myself that I didn't need to judge myself by her standards." A lump rose in her throat as she spoke those words. His question had stirred up some very deeply buried & painful memories! David allowed her a few moments to compose herself & then continued. "How many male lovers have you had in your life?" he asked. Lowering her eyes, Stephanie replied in a low voice. "I've been with 6 male partners." David nodded in acknowledgement. "Have you ever made love to a woman?" was his next question. "No," she replied. "Have you thought about it?" "No I haven't!" was her immediate reply. David looked at her searchingly. That last answer had come extremely quickly. Almost as if Stephanie was afraid of even considering such a thing! David let that pass for the moment & continued his questioning. "Where is the most adventurous place you have made love?" "I'm afraid I'm not very adventurous," Stephanie replied. "The most adventurous place I have ever been was on the carpet in front of a log fire." David looked at her with those penetrating eyes. "Stephanie, are you really telling me that you have never been intrigued by the idea of sex in an unusual location?" She couldn't look away from his eyes. "Well..." she paused before continuing, "I have to admit that I was intrigued with what went on at the dungeon my friend & I were taken to. Although," she hurriedly tried to explain, "the idea of being exposed in such a way is frightening!" "I see," said David in a non-committal tone. "Next question. How would you rate your oral skills out of 10?" Stephanie blushed but there was a rhythm to David's questions and she answered automatically. "I can't say for myself, but I've been told I'm good," she said. "Not good enough!" David chastised. "I told you that I expect complete honesty from you. That means you will answer the question without euphemism or telling me what you have been told!" Again, Stephanie blushed. "I would say I'm a nine out of ten," she finally admitted. David made no comment. He maintained the powerful connection between them as he asked his next question. "Do you masturbate?" Stephanie tried to drop her eyes but the power of his gaze was too strong to resist. "Yes," she admitted in a small voice. "Do you use toys when you masturbate?" "My friend Jenny gave me a vibrator once as a joke," Stephanie told him, "but I don't feel comfortable using it!" "I see," said David consideringly. "Next question. Have you ever had anal sex?" Stephanie shuddered, remembering her one & only experience. "Yes, once," she said in a trembling voice. David picked up on her distress. "What happened?" he asked quietly. Although reluctant to revisit the experience, Stephanie knew she had no choice. She had promised to answer him honestly. "My last boyfriend pushed me to try anal sex," she said. "Before I was ready, he forced his way into me and ignored me when I begged him to stop." "Did he use lubrication?" David asked gently. "No," Stephanie replied. "It hurt so much! I felt like I was being ripped apart & my back passage felt like it was on fire!" David's expression hardened. "I think your last boyfriend was an ignorant child, who had no right to do what he did to you," he said. "Anal sex is an intense experience, yes, but under no circumstances should it be painful!" Now it was Stephanie's turn to look at David searchingly. Could what he said really be true? David gave her no time to dwell on the issue as he moved onto his next question. "Have you ever been tied up/blind folded/restrained in any way during love making?" "Well... once a couple of years ago, a boyfriend pinned my wrists above my head as he made love to me," Stephanie replied. "And how did that make you feel?" David asked. "Umm, my stomach got a little fluttery," Stephanie replied, "and I noticed my heartbeat quickened, but at the time I thought that was because my boyfriend was making love to me very enthusiastically." "Stephanie, this is the last time I will warn you," David said. "You will state clearly and precisely what happened, without any euphemisms or I will walk away now!" Stephanie bit her lip. She was uncomfortable talking about sex clearly, preferring to use polite, acceptable phrases to describe what was going on. She knew, however, that if she was to keep this man's attention, she was going to have to change that. "M-my pussy started to throb," she told David in a small voice. "I wasn't sure why and thought it was because my boyfriend was fucking me so hard." "Better," was David's response. Now tell me, why did you find the dungeon intriguing? What was it that caught your eye?" Stephanie thought hard before she answered. "I think it was because there were so many people there who were obviously enjoying themselves even though what they were experiencing seemed to be so painful or extreme!" "Explain," David commanded. "Well, there was one woman who had been tied to a frame. She was standing but her arms & legs had been stretched so tightly that she could only stand on tip-toe & I could see her muscles clearly delineated. She was gagged, blindfolded & there were what looked like weights hanging from her nipples. She was being whipped by a man but instead of cringing, it looked as if her body was shaking - it looked like she was having an orgasm! I couldn't believe that something like that could happen but from the sounds around me, it seemed like this was not unusual. And as I told my friend, why would people submit to something like that if they didn't enjoy it?" "Why indeed," David agreed. "I have one final question for you. Why did you obey my direction to call me?" "I almost didn't!" Stephanie admitted. "But there is something about you that I am strongly drawn to and your words to me on the plane indicated that perhaps with you I might find an answer to why I've never felt satisfied in a relationship. To be completely honest, that night in the dungeon, when I watched that woman being whipped, I felt my pussy getting moist! It usually takes a partner a long time to get me to that point! "I see," was David's response. "Very well, you have answered my questions and I suggest we enjoy the meal we have in front of us. You have a decision to make and a question to ask." He handed her a glass of wine. "Your answers prove to me that you are what we call a submissive. I am, and have for many years been a Master who specialises in the training of submissives, more specifically in the induction of beginners into the life of a submissive. I will consider undertaking your training, but you will be required to ask me to do so. Should I accept, I will expect you to obey my every command without complaint or hesitation. Nod your head if you understand what I am telling you," he commanded. Flight to Submission Stephanie slowly nodded her head. She had known deep down, right from that first moment on the plane that this was where things had been leading. Now she was confronted with the reality & she was scared. Could she really go through with this? Was she really the kind of person who could enjoy the sorts of things she had witnessed in the dungeon that night? David's next words brought her back to the present. "You will not speak for the duration of this meal," David informed her. "When we have both finished lunch, I will ask you if you have something to say. You will nod your head & if you have conducted yourself in an appropriate manner, I will give you permission to speak. Is this clear?" Again, Stephanie nodded her head. Without even realising it, she was already falling into the pattern of behaviour expected of a submissive. Although her stomach was still fluttering, she bent her head & quietly contemplated the meal in front of her. She had completely lost her appetite due to a combination of fear, anticipation & excitement, but she instinctively knew that to refuse to eat would lead as quickly to this man disappearing as would any hesitation she demonstrated in obeying his wishes! She dutifully picked up her fork and started to eat. The flavours in the salad stimulated her taste buds and soon she was eating with relish. Too quickly, she realised that her plate was empty, as was his, and the moment of truth had come! "So...," David said. "Do you have something to say?" Stephanie licked lips gone suddenly dry, then nodded. "You may speak," David said. "I-I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say," Stephanie stammered, "but I would very much like you to teach me to be a submissive." David looked at her for a long moment before replying. "Repeat after me, I Stephanie Collins, do hereby willingly and in full knowledge of what will follow, submit to you and ask that you agree to be my Master." Stephanie repeated his words back to him. David continued. "I will obey your commands without question and submit to everything you do, knowing it is to further my growth as a person and as a submissive." Again, Stephanie repeated what he had said. "I understand that if I in any way displease you or demonstrate that I am not suitable or worthy of further training, you will discontinue my training & I will no longer have any contact with you." David looked at her & motioned that once again she was to repeat his words. When she had finally finished, he picked up his glass of wine and took a slow sip, looking at her measuringly. Finally, he reached into his inside pocket and withdrew a cell phone. He punched a number and when a voice answered, instructed that the usual package should be sent over to the hotel. Maintaining eye contact with Stephanie he signalled the waiter for the cheque, signing it upon its arrival. He rose from the table & ordered Stephanie to follow him. She obediently followed in David's footsteps as he strode through the hotel and up to an elevator. He pressed a button & when the doors opened, inserted a key card into a slot & pressed the top button. The elevator rose swiftly & smoothly to the top floor, where the doors opened directly onto the penthouse suite. David ushered Stephanie out of the lift & into the palatial room. "Very well, I agree to become your Master," he told her. "Now strip & stand with your legs apart, hands behind your head!" Stephanie hesitated. He already had her panties, now he expected her to strip too? David's eyes hardened and he started towards the elevator. Trembling, Stephanie drew her dress up & over her head, before letting it drop to the floor. She tried to cover her pussy with her hands but David reached out & slapped them away. "I told you to strip!" he said coldly. Stephanie gulped then moved her hands behind her back and released the clasp of her bra, sliding it off her arms before letting that too slip to the floor. David's stern gaze never wavered and she found herself slowly spreading her legs and placing her hands behind her head. David closed the distance between them. Moving his foot he nudged her legs further apart until her pussy was clearly visible. She had a small landing strip of hair on her mound of the same hue as her bob. "Unacceptable," was David's comment. "That will have to go!" Next he reached out and inspected her breasts - running his thumbs over her nipples to test her responses. She moaned slightly in pleasure as he lightly pinched & twisted them. Her breasts were small but pert, almost not needing the support of a bra to keep them in place. Her nipples quickly stiffened under his teasing fingers. The telephone in the room rang. David commanded Stephanie to stay where she was as he walked across to answer it. He told the caller to arrange for the package to be brought to his suite then replaced the receiver. Stephanie watched in panic as she saw the light above the elevator switch to the up position. David had positioned her directly in front of the doors. When they opened, whoever was inside would see her completely naked. Terrified, she beseeched David with her eyes, remembering at the last minute that he had not given her permission to speak! He, however, ignored her and reclined comfortably in one of the armchairs. There was a chime & the elevator doors opened. Stephanie almost wept when she saw that nobody was inside. Instead there was a large box on a trolley. "Bring the box and follow me!" David commanded as he rose from the chair & walked towards the bedroom. Stephanie quickly obeyed, dragging the trolley behind her. She was greeted by the sight of an enormous four poster bed that looked to have been carved out of solid wood. "Bring the box here," David commanded, indicating that she should place it on the bed. She obeyed and tried hard not to peek inside as he opened it. Her eyes widened, however, as he proceeded to lay out the contents on the bed - there were leather cuffs, a wide leather collar, restraints, ropes, nipple clamps, blindfolds, dildos, vibrators & butt plugs. Some of these she did not recognise but the fact that they were with the other items indicated that they were all for the same field of use! David took the collar & fastened it snugly around her throat, locking it with a small, discreet padlock that looked like something you would find on a charm bracelet. In fact, the lock was made of titanium & extremely strong! Next he took cuffs and secured them around both her wrists & ankles. He placed a blindfold over her eyes & commanded her to stay in place until he ordered her to move. She could hear sounds but could not identify them as David moved around the bed. Then she felt soft rope being drawn around her body and secured under her breasts. She could feel two lengths draping down the front of her body. David took her right breast in his hand and gripping it hard, wrapped one of the lengths of rope firmly around until it stood out, skin stretched & taut, then secured it tightly. Despite the pain, Stephanie could feel her nipple stiffening in reaction. David repeated the process with her left breast. Now both her breasts were standing proud from her body, swelling inside their tight confines. Both nipples were erect and hard and to her shame, she could feel her pussy getting hot! Finally he took her by the shoulders and guided her onto the bed, commanding her to lie face down. He took her right wrist & stretched it above her head at an angle before securing it tightly to the bedpost. He repeated his actions with her left wrist then moved down to secure her ankles in the same way. When he was finished, she was stretched, spread-eagled & face down on the bed and her heart was hammering inside her chest! She groaned as the position put pressure on her tightly bound & rapidly swelling breasts. "As you cannot even obey a simple command, you will now be punished for your disobedience," David told her sternly. She yelped as his hand cracked down across her ass & pain flared. David continued to spank her using hard, regular strokes until her entire ass stung & felt red hot. Tears were leaking from under her blindfold and she was begging him to stop but to no avail. Finally, when she was sobbing uncontrollably, David stopped. She flinched as she felt his hand once again descend onto her ass, but this time he gently but firmly massaged each cheek until the fire started to die away. "A submissive needs to be punished when she disobeys or forgets her place," David told her. "This is one of the most important lessons for you to learn. Your Master knows what is best for his submissive and it is in your interests to obey his every command. Do this and a wealth of pleasure awaits a submissive that wholeheartedly trusts her Master and places herself completely in his hands." Stephanie's throat was clogged and her eyes stung from the tears she had shed. She felt conflicted. Her parents had never used corporal punishment on her, preferring to use logic to show her the error of her ways or her mother's potent weapon - the sigh & gaze of intense disapproval! As a consequence, this was the first time she had been spanked. Her ass was still burning despite David's ministrations, but her pussy, already hot from the breast bondage was now moist. Her face flamed in embarrassment - how could something so demeaning as being spanked hard cause such a response in her? David gently slipped a finger between her folds and felt the moistness of her pussy. He smiled to himself. This was a promising start and Stephanie was responding well. Stephanie felt her wrists being released, followed by her ankles. Before she had time to register what was happening, however, David had flipped her over onto her back and re-secured her in the spread-eagle position. She heard David move away from the bed briefly and then return. "Open your mouth" he commanded. Tentatively, she opened her mouth slightly. "Not good enough!" he said, taking hold of her jaw and forcing it wider. "When I give you a command to open, whether it be your mouth, your pussy or your ass, you will do so fully," he continued. As his words sank in, Stephanie felt something round being forced into her mouth. David lifted her head & she felt him secure a strap snugly around it. When he lowered her head back to the bed she found she could not dislodge the ball gag, for that is what she realised it must be. She began to tremble as now she was completely helpless. Nobody would hear her if she tried to scream! David noticed and bent close to her ear. "There will be times when I require a response from you and other times when it would be inconvenient. There will be yet others where I just desire your silence for no other reason than I wish it to be so" he explained quietly. "Do not worry," he continued, "I will do nothing today that you will dislike. I'm merely protecting our privacy". With those words, he started running his fingers lightly over her body, starting by tracing lines down her neck, lingering in the hollow of her throat & collarbone before drifting down to her bound & swollen breasts. Stephanie's body twitched as he ran his nails lightly over the taut skin of her breasts and her hard, erect nipples. He continued circling each breast with his nails, occasionally flicking them against each nipple. Stephanie's skin started to heat up, her body involuntarily trying to twitch away from the intense sensations. Suddenly she felt her right nipple seized firmly & twisted hard. She screamed through her gag as pain shot through her. David released her nipple but swiftly repeated his actions with her left nipple and heard her scream once again. He slid a hand down to her pussy to find that it was getting wetter. He nodded to himself and returned to torturing her nipples. First stimulating them by dragging his nails across them then twisting them mercilessly, varying his rhythm so she couldn't anticipate when the pain would come. By now her body had taken on a life of its own, writhing against its bonds, lines of heat shooting through her. She could feel the leather of the wrist and ankle cuffs biting into her flesh as her body pulled against them. Again, David moved his hand down to Stephanie's pussy and found it hot & wet. He inserted a finger and it slid easily into her slippery wetness. He gently started stroking his fingers between her labia, occasionally dipping into her pussy. Each stroke added to the intensity of sensation Stephanie was experiencing. David was moving slowly, leisurely bringing Stephanie higher & higher. By now she was moaning constantly into the gag as David slowly erased her ability to think, immersing her in sensation. When he determined she was completely caught up in the demands of her body, he leaned across her body and picked up a slim vibrator with a tube & bulb attached. He gently inserted it into her pussy and ignoring her muffled gasps, started working it in & out of her pussy. As Stephanie became used to the motion, he switched the vibrator on to its lowest setting. She tensed as she felt the faint vibrations and felt her body switch up yet another gear. Already she was swamped by more intense feelings than she had ever felt. Carefully gauging her reactions, David squeezed the bulb attached to the vibrator and Stephanie felt her pussy filled. At the same time, he switched the vibrator to a higher setting and making sure it was firmly wedged into her pussy, he turned his attention to her clit. He gently but firmly peeled back her clitoral hood to reveal a small nub. Slowly but surely his fingers persistently stroked & rubbed her clit until the little nub engorged. Stephanie gasped. Nobody had ever stimulated her like this before. She had been vaguely aware that this was possible but as none of her boyfriends had been interested, she had thought it was just myth, a tale told to make others jealous. Now she was finding out just how real and intense it was! By now her pussy was dripping wet, her juices sliding down around the vibrator, making her labia slick. Once again, David leaned over her body but this time lifted her & she felt something being secured around her waist. Next she felt straps go around her thighs and something small & hard was tucked under her clitoral hood, wedged hard against her clit. Without pausing, David inflated the vibrator in her pussy to its fullest girth and switched it to full power. At the same time he switched on the powerful vibrator at her clit. Stephanie went rigid as white hot heat shot up her thighs and into her pussy. David pushed down hard on her mound, forcing the vibrator harder into her clit and holding it there. Stephanie wailed as her body started to buck violently. She was being dragged inexorably to the point of orgasm, her body awash with fire. The wails turned into animalistic grunts as her body took over, practically grinding her clit against the vibrator. David knew she was about to come. He liberally smeared a cool gel over his fingers and slowly inserted one into her anus. This unexpected penetration was too much and Stephanie shudderingly crashed over into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. David wasn't finished, however. He slowly and gently started to work his finger in & out of her ass, watching her intently as her glistening body bucked & writhed on the bed. When he felt her sphincter relax he slowly inserted a second finger, gradually stretching her back passage wider. Stephanie groaned. She had barely registered when David's finger had first entered her ass, so caught up in sensation as she had been. Now she could feel him stretching her but instead of the intense pain she had expected, his rhythm was driving her towards yet another orgasm! She couldn't believe the difference from her first experience, there was no comparison. She was awash, caught up in the sensations raging through her body. Knowing she was beaten she surrendered fully to the demands of her body, and crashed over into the second intense orgasm. David withdrew his fingers and watched as Stephanie lay, shuddering on the bed below him. He judged that she had taken enough for now. He didn't want to over sensitise her on their first session. He switched off both vibrators and removed them from her body. Next he loosened and removed the rope binding her breasts. Stephanie cried out against the gag as pain came flooding back into her breasts, but David soothed & massaged until the pain abated. He viewed the woman on the bed with satisfaction. She looked delightful. Her body glistened from her exertions, her hair was damp and her mouth was stretched wide by the ball gag. Her flesh was suffused with a rosy glow and he could see the impressions on her wrists and ankles that the cuffs were leaving. As Stephanie slowly came back to reality, she felt the cuffs being removed first from her ankles & then her wrists. David helped her to sit up & finally removed the ball gag from her mouth. He watched as Stephanie rubbed her wrists and massaged her jaw. He saw her open her mouth to speak and then hurriedly close it as she realised she had not been given permission to speak. David was impressed. This woman was learning quickly! "I see you wish to speak", David said. Stephanie nodded her head unable to see where he was due to the blindfold still covering her eyes. David drew it slowly from her and she blinked as light and vision was suddenly restored to her. "You may address your Master" David informed her. Stephanie's eyes filled with wonder as she gazed at this cool, sophisticated, dominant man standing above her with a slight smile playing about his lips. She couldn't believe the intensity of what she had just experienced! She realised that what she had felt in previous sexual encounters was a pale reflection of what was truly achievable. Gazing at his cool, silver eyes, she spoke up. "Thank you Master, for showing me the rewards of being a submissive." "Not good enough!" David said curtly, crossing his arms in front of him and frowning down at her. Stephanie's eyes flew to his in confusion. She had just thanked him for giving her the best time of her life. "What have I told you about speaking to me?" he demanded. Stephanie's face flamed as she recalled his earlier directions that when speaking she was to be clear and direct, using no polite euphemisms. "Well?" David prompted her. Stephanie swallowed hard. "T-thank you Master, for making me cum harder than I ever have before" She said quietly. "As this is your first day with me I will accept your quiet response," David said. "However, from now on when you are told to speak you will do so in a clearly audible voice. Do you understand?" "Yes Master" Stephanie replied, this time making sure to speak up clearly. "Good, now sit quietly while I make some arrangements," David said. "And make sure you keep yourself available to me whilst doing so," he continued. Stephanie remained seated on the bed, making sure to keep her legs spread wide as David picked up the phone and dialled a number. "I wish to make an immediate appointment for a massage and waxing," David said when the call was picked up. "I will be sending Stephanie down right away" he continued. The person on the other end immediately recognised the call as coming from the penthouse. "Of course, Sir," the receptionist said. "I have a therapist available right now." "Excellent," said David and put the phone down. He moved to the wardrobe, opened the door and withdrew a hotel robe. He moved to the bed and held it open. "Put this on" he commanded. Stephanie obeyed, shrugging her arms into the sleeves and belting it securely around herself. David moved behind her and removed the collar from around her neck. Stephanie heaved a sigh of relief. She had been scared he would have insisted it was left on and how would she have explained that in the spa! Flight to Submission She then felt David's hand between her shoulders. "Bend over & place your arms on the bed" he commanded. Stephanie complied and was startled when she felt the robed being flipped up over her back, exposing her bare ass. "I told you that if you disobeyed, you would be punished," David informed her implacably. "As you forgot my earlier instructions, you will now pay the penalty." Before his words had time to register, David's hand came down hard on Stephanie's ass. He did not hold back and each blow left the imprint of his hand on her buttocks. Before long tears were once again leaking down her face but she was learning to keep quiet and all that issued from her were tiny gasps or whimpers. Finally after about 20 blows, David pulled her upright. Her robe gaped open and one of her breasts peaked through. David took hold of her nipple and twisted hard, making her gasp. "What do you say, sub?" he asked, his eyes boring into hers. "T-thank you Master, for punishing me as I deserve," Stephanie managed to say through the tears leaking down her face. "Now stand with your hands behind your head with your legs spread wide, eyes down" David commanded. Stephanie immediately complied and could hear David move into the bathroom. She heard a tap running and then David was back, standing in front of her. "Look at me" he commanded. Stephanie raised her head and as she did so, David gently wiped her face with a soft, cool, cloth, removing the evidence of her tears. He held the damp cloth against her eyes for a while, reducing their puffiness. When he was certain that Stephanie had regained her composure he called the lift. As she made to close her robe he snaked out a hand and stopped her. "Remember you are to be accessible to me at all times," he reminded her. Her face drained of colour as he opened the robe further until both her breasts and her pussy were exposed. The lift pinged as it reached the penthouse and Stephanie could hear the doors glide open. "You may close the robe only when you are in the lift with the doors closed", David commanded, turning her around and giving her a push towards the door. Stephanie stumbled forwards and entered the lift. "Turn around, place your hands behind your head, spread your legs and keep your eyes on me until the doors close" David commanded. Stephanie complied. "You are to stand in the lift in this position until you see the indicator shows Ground Floor. Only then may you secure your robe and stand normally," David instructed. "There is a camera in the lift and I will know if you disobey me in this" he warned. Stephanie trembled as the lift doors glided closed. What would happen if someone should call the lift on its way down to the spa. Her anxiety rose with each level reached until, she hardly dared to believe it, the indicator showed Ground Floor. Quickly she wrapped the robe tightly around her body and by the time the lift had reached the Lower Ground floor where the spa was situated, she looked halfway decent again, if rather flushed and flustered. As she walked into the reception area of the spa, the receptionist glanced up from the desk. Her face took on a knowing look as her eyes noted the dilated pupils & glazed expression in the eyes of the young woman before her. She had obviously just been fucked to ecstasy from the way her face was flushed & her body was still evidencing slight tremors. She smiled professionally. "Mr Bourne has booked you in for a full body massage and wax" she said. "Can you tell what type of wax treatment you require?" Stephanie flushed as she realised that her Master had deliberately omitted to tell the spa what type of wax she was supposed to have, meaning that she was going to have to ask for her pussy to be waxed completely bare! Desperately trying to drag some shred of dignity around herself she replied. "I need everything in the bikini area waxed," she managed to say. "Pussy and crack?" the receptionist asked professionally. "Yes" Stephanie replied, absolutely mortified. "Right," the receptionist said briskly. "We will do the Brazilian first and then take you through to the massage suite." Stephanie followed as the receptionist led the way through to a treatment room. She could see the waxing equipment was already laid out with the actual wax being heated. A white coated therapist stood beside a padded table, waiting for her. The receptionist introduced the therapist as Julia and left them alone. "I understand you require the Brazilian today?" Julia asked. Stephanie couldn't trust herself to speak, so merely nodded. "Please disrobe and hop up on the table" Julia said. Without thinking, Stephanie dropped her robe, already falling into a pattern of obedience. "My my!" Julia said grinning as she saw the marks on Stephanie's body. "Someone's been having a good time!" Stephanie flushed bright red as she realised her body was marked both by the rope bondage, the cuffs and the hand prints on her ass, which the therapist had not yet seen. Realising that the woman standing in front of her was squirming in humiliation, the therapist took pity on her. "Let's get you up on the table shall we?" she asked, extending her hand to assist Stephanie up. Not meeting the therapist's eyes, Stephanie managed to get onto the table. She flinched as the therapist asked her to spread her legs, the request being so close to her Master's commands. She closed her eyes as the therapist started to smooth talcum powder over her mound and between her legs, biting her lip to prevent herself from moaning as the smooth strokes started to stimulate her already sensitised pubic area. The therapist looked at her quizzically but continued to do her job. David Bourne was well known to the staff in the hotel as a man who gave huge tips but demanded absolute perfection in service. Stephanie gasped as Julia started to drip hot wax onto her pubic mound. The therapist smoothed a strip of fabric over the wax and then warned Stephanie to brace herself as it was likely to sting when she ripped the fabric off. Stephanie yelped as the fabric was ripped away from her mound. As the therapist continued, Stephanie could feel the heat building in her pussy as somehow the pain of the waxing was reminding her body of the ecstasy she had so recently experienced. The pain was excruciating, however, as the therapist started to wax her pussy lips. Stephanie raised her fist to her mouth to stifle her cries whilst her other hand gripped the side of the table, bracing herself against the pain. Finally, the therapist finished the torture and again smoothed talc over the Stephanie's mound & pussy. "Please turn over" Julia said. Stephanie reluctantly complied and Julia grinned as she saw the hand prints clearly delineated on the backside of the woman on the table. "It looks as if someone's been a naughty girl!" she commented with a smirk. Stephanie squirmed in embarrassment but refused to rise to the bait. Shrugging, Julia spread Stephanie's ass cheeks and proceeded to drip hot wax down the crack. She smoothed a fabric strip onto the wax and quickly ripped it off, causing Stephanie to gasp at the sharp sting. Then Julia was smoothing talc over the area and Stephanie's ordeal was over. Julia let the woman regain her composure and then offered her the hotel robe. When Stephanie was once again modestly robed, Julia led the way to the massage room and left her just inside the door. As Stephanie's eyes adjusted to the dim lighting she bit back an exclamation as she saw that the masseur was a well-built male. Little did she know that David had expressly ordered this particular masseur and had arranged for a discreet video cam to be operating in the room. The masseur had instructions to get his charge fully relaxed but then to try and stimulate her almost to the point of orgasm. The masseur was all professionalism as he helped Stephanie disrobe and climb onto the massage table. He started with her lying face down and like Julia before him, grinned as he saw the evidence of Stephanie's spanking. However, he kept his comments to himself as David Bourne's instructions echoed in his ears - "get her relaxed and comfortable, work out any knots in her muscles and only when she is completely relaxed employ your special skills!" He started out smoothing warm oil over Stephanie's back, working it into her skin with long, slow, sweeping strokes. His fingers found the tight muscles and expertly kneaded the knots away. His fingers swept up to her neck, again finding and soothing away the knots and relaxing tense muscles. Stephanie sighed and started to relax under his ministrations. Next he moved his hands down and carefully oiled her ass and the backs of her legs. Still adhering to his instructions, the masseur professionally soothed the muscles in Stephanie's legs, despite itching to work the flesh of her ass in the same way as he envisaged David Bourne had done. By the time he had worked his way down to her feet, Stephanie was completely relaxed and on the verge of sleep. As he saw this, the masseur knew he had reached the point where he had been instructed to employ his special skills. Slowly and gently he started kneading Stephanie's buttocks, lingering over the areas that bore the most vivid hand prints. Stephanie stirred sleepily & the masseur paused until she settled back down, her breathing slowing into a sleep rhythm. Slowly he slid an oiled hand down between her ass cheeks and started to stroke his fingers up and down her pussy lips. Stephanie's body stirred slightly but she was so exhausted by her earlier session that she did not yet awaken. The masseur slowly and gently turned her over until she was lying on her back. Then he poured some more warm oil into his hands and started to repeat the long broad strokes he had used on her back but this time running his hands over the front of her body, studiously avoiding her breasts and pussy for the time being. Stephanie sighed as she relaxed deeper into sleep. Once he was certain that all the tension and knots had been soothed away, the masseur moved his warm hands up to start kneading and stroking her breasts. Stephanie moaned as her sleep blurred consciousness started to register his ministrations. Keeping to the slow gentle strokes, the masseur moved one of his hands down to her mound. Using slow, gentle, circular motions, he started to knead her mound. Stephanie moaned again. Now the masseur started to demonstrate his skill as one hand caressed her breasts, each one in turn as his other worked on her mound. He started to increase the pressure on her mound with the palm of his hand as his oily fingers slipped under her clitoral hood and found her clitoris. He started to slowly tease the little nub until it started to swell under his ministrations. By now, Stephanie's sleep-fogged brain was registering that something was happening and she started to stir. It was too late, however, the masseur's slow, steady ministrations had already started her body on an inexorable climb and as she started to rise out of sleep her body rose also towards orgasm. The masseur now knew he had a very short space of time in which to complete his work. His fingers increased their speed and pressure against her clit as the heel of his hand pressed down hard against her mound. Her nipples stiffened in response and he used his other hand to lightly stroke and tease them. A slight tremble started in Stephanie's body - this was the sign he was looking for! Swiftly he ramped up the intensity of his ministrations. His fingers now feverishly worked her clit whilst his other hand started to pull & twist her nipples. Stephanie jolted fully awake with a cry of dismay but it was too late. Her body was already too close to the brink and with a final swift and savage assault on her clit, the masseur sent her over the edge, juices gushing out of her pussy as he forced her to cum. As she lay on the massage table, mortified by the betrayal of her body, a phone rang in the room. The masseur moved to answer it. Stephanie's heard him say "Yes Mr Bourne" and then he was holding out the phone to her. Trembling with trepidation & the aftermath of the third orgasm she had experienced that afternoon, she listened to her Master's voice on the other end of the phone as she realised she had disobeyed him. She knew it would not matter that she had not done this consciously. In cool, clipped tones, David informed her that he knew she had been a disobedient sub and had cum without his permission. "I am very disappointed in you," he said coldly. "You will enter the lift and report back to me. Once you are in the lift, you are to strip naked and stand with your legs spread and your hands behind your head as you return to the penthouse." Stephanie's started to shake. Coming down had been bad enough but at least her body had been partly covered. Now she would be exposed to anyone who happened to enter the lift. Nevertheless, she knew that she had already placed herself under the sway of this man with his mesmeric personality, and obedience was not negotiable! She walked out of the spa clad once more in the robe and called the lift. She breathed a sigh of relief when the doors opened to reveal an empty interior. She hurriedly entered and punched the doors closed, worried that someone else would appear to ride the lift with her. Once the doors were fully closed, she dropped the robe to the floor. She spread her feet wide and placed her hands behind her head. She dropped her eyes to the floor and stood in position, desperately afraid of hearing the lift doors open. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, she heard a discreet chime and the lift doors opened into the penthouse. Stephanie almost collapsed in relief as she realised she was safely back without anyone entering and seeing her in her nudity. What she didn't know was that David had arranged for that particular lift to be placed at his complete disposal. It would only run between the penthouse and whichever floor he had programmed it to go to.