Part II of Jim's new training. Hang on... Claire comes back next chapter!
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Jim quickly put his clothes back on and walked over to room 9. He wasn't prepared for what he'd see when he opened the door. Jim felt a darkness within him bubble to the surface as he adjusted to the dominance that wanted to boil over. Jim loved Claire. He was sure of it. Jim loved being on the receiving end of Mistress. But when he saw this perfectly submissive woman kneeling on the floor... he decided he liked that too.
Grace was completely nude, kneeling in her submissive position of choice. Her bare back faced him, milky thighs resting in a high kneel with her legs spread wide. Her hands were crossed behind her back with her head raised and her breasts pressed outward. If it wasn't for her dark hair, he could fully envision Claire kneeling before him. When Grace felt his presence, she spoke up.
"This is called wait. It's my personal favorite, but of course there are many more positions to wait for a Dominant. Obviously Claire has taught you some?"
Nodding, Jim said, "She taught me display. But that was it."
"Mmm, that's a good choice for a man," Grace noted. "There are some positions that look better on a woman— at least I think so. I'll give you some paperwork on it so you can decide what position you like best."
Jim nodded his understanding.
"I'm going to teach you nine main submissive positions," Grace continued. "You can use these to greet Claire and surprise her with your new level of submission, or you could ask these of her, if you choose to dominate one night."
Grace changed positions into "sit" before giving her explanation. "A Dom will want their submissive to be quiet and still, waiting for instructions. This is position number one - sit. The submissive can sit in any style on the floor as long as their eyes are cast downwards. If you're in public, the submissive will pay attention, searching for the Dom's directions."
Grace changed positions again. "This is position two - kneel. There are of course many ways to kneel as I mentioned before, but the submissive will need to be up on their knees, hands behind their back (unless otherwise indicated), back straight, and eyes down. Position three, is called down."
Grace laid on her belly, her hot skin pressing against the cool floor. "The submissive will lay flat on the floor, typically on their belly for this position. The submissive will spread their legs wide and keep their hands behind their back. Position four..."
She moved again. "Is called bend. This is a punishment position, Jim. It is meant to be a bit embarrassing and make the submissive feel vulnerable."
Jim watched as the woman bent over at the waist, grabbing her ankles and locking her knees. Jim decided he very much wanted to see Claire in this position, but at the same time prayed he'd never have to be in such a compromising position himself with his mistress.
"Position five is called fours. This is basically a doggy style position with a focus on locked elbows and keeping the knees together." Grace dropped down to her elbows, giving Jim quite the eyeful of her private areas.
"Position six is called ass. This is a doggy style position with the chin to the floor, knees wide, palms flat, with the arms pressed down and in front of the head."
Jim noted this position as one of his favorites, based on the view alone. He'd sell his tv and just sit in a chair and watch Claire all day long.
"Just a few more positions, Jim. Then I'll want you to demonstrate for me."
Jim's eyes widened, but he'd do whatever it took to get himself collared, as well as picking up a dominant trait or two.
"Position seven is called wait, as you already know. Position eight is called present, and position nine is called inspect." Grace repositioned her body the final two times to quickly show the last positions. "I've had Doms put me in these potions when introducing a third or fourth party. There's something so... arousing... at being put on display, being examined by someone else... seeking their approval like a purebred at a showcase." Grace shivered at the thought, and Jim chuckled a bit.
"Yes, I can see that you like it," he teased as her pupils dilated and she flushed beautifully.
"Mmm. Yes. Yes, I do." She winked. "Alright there, Jimbo. Strip down and demonstrate for me. Then we can move on."
Jim showed off his positions pretty well. Grace told him to practice in front of the mirror to get them down perfectly, as well as promising a few papers with more positions to try.
Grace and Jim found themselves getting more comfortable with each other the longer they worked together. Jim was enjoying his training as the perfect submissive and was also thrilled with the knowledge he was gaining from the process. This next phase, however, caused his heart rate to increase with equal parts anxiety and excitement.
"Alright, Jimmy John." Grace had decided it was easier for her to keep the tension down with gentle teases; it ensured this was a laid back and educational experience instead of a sexual one. She knew how easily it could get confusing for someone that was new to the lifestyle. "I'm going to teach you some impact play, and guess what? It's time for Daddy Gordon to come play. I know for a fact you're good under the flogger. Claire likes to brag about that, you know."
Jim scoffed at that but waited for her to continue.
"So I'm going to teach you exactly what Claire likes. She'll never know what... hit her."
Jim grinned dubiously. He was more than ready for this part.
Grace handed Jim his pants to put on, leaving him shirtless and in his bare feet. She had explained that Claire would love him like this, or perhaps in a button-up shirt with the top three undone and the sleeves rolled up. Jim took mental notes as he continued to look toward a naked Grace. It surprised him how uninhibited she was, but he supposed she was used to being naked in front of men.
"Ok, Jim. First you have to think about positioning. Some subs like getting thrown over your lap and spanked. I feel this is more for a punishment or if a sub is craving some embarrassment. For our purposes, I'll just lean over the bed. Now, command me so you can practice that."
"On the bed, please— face down if you don't mind," Jim requested politely.
Grace scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Is this how you talk to your criminals? No. Let Daddy Gordon out. You're in charge here— don't be a pussy." She raised an eyebrow, hoping that word would trigger him. It did. He stomped over to her, grabbing hold of the nape of her neck and pushing her forward into the bed, much like a police officer would throw a difficult suspect against the hood of his car.
"I'm not a pussy," he hissed. "Now. Face down, and stay there." Jim nodded his head in self satisfaction when a trembling Grace looked back at him.
"Very good, Commissioner. Very good! Remember that. Now. It is very important to warm the skin. Never do impact play without warming the skin. A few spanks with your hand should work out fine in our case. Experiment though... open hand, cupped hand, ass cheek, between the cheek and thigh..." She shivered as she thought how delicious this would feel. She loved a good spanking.
"Just remember to never do impact play with your hand or a tool over anywhere bony like the back or shoulders, and certainly never over the kidneys. Make sure you go over hard and soft limits first as well, especially when it comes to spanking genitalia. For our purposes, I'm fine with it, as is Claire. And my safe words are: green for ok, yellow for let's reassess, and red for stop immediately. Make sure you always ask along the way; some submissives won't want to bring it up on their own."
Jim nodded his head in agreement before tucking up beside Grace. He stood off to the side after getting the go-ahead that she was ready, raising his hand as if swinging a baseball bat. He drove his hand downward, and Grace tensed for impact. But it appeared Daddy Gordon was a bit timid again.
"Seriously, Jim? My grandma spanks harder than that."
"But... but you said you needed a warm up," he whined. Grace rolled her eyes.
"A regular spanking is a warm up. Don't you remember how hard Claire spanks?"
"Well, yes, but...I'm... I'm a... well— a man. I can take it. I wouldn't want to hurt you or Claire."
Grace sighed before standing back up. Angrily, she turned to face him and poked his chest as she spoke. "We are not some delicate little flowers, Jim. In this case, you are my Dominant. It is your job to figure out my needs and discover how to meet them. In this case, some weak-ass little spank isn't going to do anything for me. I can assure you, sir, I've taken worse than you can give."
She was goading him, she knew, but she needed him a bit angrier for this. Normally she wouldn't treat a Dominant this way, and normally a submissive wouldn't want a Dominant angry. Grace knew a Dom should never scene if they are angry. But she needed to get him more prepared.
Jim scowled as his eyes darkened. "Bend over the bed, doll." He hesitantly tried out the name, thankful his voice remained confident even though his body wasn't.
"Good! Now tell me what to expect," she educated.
"You will get... five... warm-up spanks?" he questioned in his authoritative voice. When she responded with a 'yes sir' and wiggled her hips, he assumed he had done it right. He raised his hand again, bringing it down forcefully upon her right ass cheek. The sound reverberated off the walls, and he felt her flinch.
"Oh! Fuck! Sorry, Grace!" Jim immediately started rubbing her skin in an attempt to calm her down, but then realized he was rubbing her ass and stopped.
"No, Jim. That was great! Well done! Now, try spanking me in different places, keeping in mind your earlier instruction."
Jim obeyed, remaining firm with his strikes and experimenting with her body. When he was done, she had several bright red hand prints, and his own hand was sore.
"I feel like I should apologize, but I know first hand how proud I get when Mistress turns my own skin red, so... I guess I won't." Jim chuckled awkwardly as Grace laughed along with him. She stood and grabbed his hand, pulling him with her to the cabinet full of impact play items.
"Right then. Now that the skin is all warmed up, you can move on. Normally you'd have these selected ahead of time so the skin doesn't cool, but I wanted you to pick these today. You can grab a flogger and a paddle. There are also canes, but I will warn you, Claire doesn't really like it. They are very painful... but perhaps with practice or someone she trusts..." She shrugged before continuing. "But you can try that out together. Personally? I love it".
"You're a bit kinky, aren't you Grace?" he winked as his lips turned up in a smile.
"Just now finding that out, Jim?"
"Well, no... I guess it just surprises me. You and Claire are definitely different. And frankly... I'm a bit jealous of your submission. I let Claire cane me once... I was trying to get her to agree to a date and felt it might help. I ended up being kind of a smart ass about it all..." he trailed off as he eyed what he would consider torture devices. Grace laughed out loud, bumping him with her shoulder as she gathered the tools Jim had selected.
"Claire likes a bit of a brat. You do well with her. I can occasionally be a brat, but most of my Doms want the full submission. Although, I guess there's really only one I'm fully able to let myself be completely relaxed with and trust him completely..." Her eyes glazed over with a faraway memory, Jim assumed. He cleared his voice to bring her back.
"Ahem. Right. So let's start with the flogger then the paddle. I'm going to lay on the bed for this because with the flogger, you can hit so many areas. We will start with the front."
Jim did as instructed. He learned to tickle the skin, tracing the leather tendrils against her, which made Grace wiggle beneath him. He learned how to snap the flogger so the noise sounded worse than the actual impact. He learned to flog breasts, the stomach, thighs, and ass. Lastly, she taught him how to flog genitalia, but she only allowed a few practice swings. Truth was, she didn't want to enjoy this too much, and Jim was obviously well on his way. It wasn't the best flogging she'd ever taken, but he was trying, and that should work fine for Claire.
The paddle came next. He had selected the black rose paddle. Grace sat up a bit, telling Jim to get on the bed with her.
"Claire's never used this with you before, right?" Jim shook his head. "Ok, real quick, I want you to feel this before you use it. Pull your pants down, and lay on your belly, ass up for me. It'll be quick."
Jim found himself quickly obeying. Damn it, what was it about women telling him what to do? Grace explained the device.
"This is a back rose paddle, Jim," she began, tapping it on his bum and warming the skin, he assumed. "This first side," she grunted as she brought the paddle down with force upon his skin, "is the rose patterned side. It's softer material and quieter than the other side," she explained.
Jim relaxed after the strike, realizing it wasn't really painful at all, despite how hard he heard Grace swing.
"Now this side..."
She flipped the paddle and brought it down forcefully. The crack of the paddle upon his skin and the heat that immediately bloomed cause Jim to yell out with a "Fuck, Grace! I can't do that to you!" He rubbed his sore bottom before rolling over to pull up his pants.
"Yes, you can. It's amazing. Claire will love it. It's really not that bad. You're being a puss again," she giggled. He was so fun to make angry. Maybe she was a brat?
"Ok, fine. Bend over the bed again," Jim growled, and she immediately obeyed. "Ok... so... like this?" He started to grab her waist.
"Yes, grab me by the waist and stand off to the side so you get a good swing."
He obeyed his instruction and brought the rose side of the paddle down upon her. She barely flinched. He did it again, two more times on that side, feeling a bit disappointed at her lack of response.
"Doesn't that hurt?" he asked.
"I'm so used to things at this point. Besides, most Doms enjoy a stoic performance. It's much more pleasurable when the sub finally breaks down and cries then."
"Oh. Ok. Well... back into position there, Grace. Here comes the leather side." He swung and heard the crack of the paddle. She gasped a little, and he felt his cock twitch as he watched the welt form over her bottom with his continued strikes. He decided he did, indeed, like the idea of spankings. He let out a shaky breath as he allowed Grace to stand.
"That was perfect! Well done!" she praised him. "Ok, next I have one more thing before aftercare." She walked over to the cabinet and grabbed some stainless steel beads. Jim's eyes widened. He could only assume what they were for.
"You absolutely are not trying those on me!" he exclaimed. Grace laughed.
"No, Jim. Definitely not." She wiped a tear that fell from her eyes from laughing. "Ok, so. These are anal beads, as I'm sure you are aware. There are many types, but the stainless steel ones are the best in my opinion. They will heat with the body."
Jim nodded his understanding.
"If you'll notice, they gradually increase in size." She held up the string of beads to the man so he could hold them and take notice of the feeling. "Lube is your friend for this. I know in movies a quick lick or spit will do, but this is real life, and spit is not lubricant. I think this warming kind feels amazing." She handed him the bottle.
"Ok. So I just lubricate and stick them in? Then what?" he questioned, genuinely confused.
"Ok, well first of all, don't just 'stick them in.' That's rude," she giggled. "You'll lubricate and slowly slide them in. Foreplay is important for this. Make her good and wet. Oral sex... nipple play, or just kissing. Whatever gets her squirming and ready. Better yet, bring her to climax first and slide the first one in while she's relaxed. Slowly work your way up. Four balls should do for the first time. Once they are in, I'd suggest a 69 position. That'll drive her wild! Pull them out while she's cumming. Oh, god... that's such a good feeling!" She shivered again. "Ok. Let's get started." She wiggled her eyebrows as she climbed into the bed.
"O-okay. But uhm... are we to... to uhm... I mean to say... am I to... to touch you?" Jim was very embarrassed and uncomfortable. He really didn't want to have sex with anyone else.
"Well, I certainly don't want to have actual penetration with you... I wouldn't want that for you or Claire. I don't care what she says; she'd be pissed. I can take care of myself; I just for sure need to be prepared before insertion. After all, that's what lube is for." She winked at him as she grabbed the bottle and started applying the warming liquid to her back passage.
"If you don't mind, I think I'll just wait for my cue." Jim grimaced, hoping he wasn't being less of a gentleman for not helping. Grace smiled back at him, so he assumed he was in the clear.
"I'm ready. Just remember, it will be less awkward in a real scenario. You'll both be so hot and bothered that there won't be any room for shyness."
Jim wasn't sure about that, but he took the beads in his hands, generously applying the lubricant as instructed.
"Ok, now you're obviously going to have to touch me for this Jim. I'm sorry but... get over it."
Jim snorted and rolled his eyes; she was a sassy little thing.
"Alright, start by inserting a finger... gently... make sure everything is relaxed before you push further," Grace coached.
Jim did as expected, although he was a bit squeamish about this. He'd certainly never done this before. But the tightness he felt? He was practically drooling at how Claire would feel clamped around his length. It was so tight.
Right, back to the task at hand, he chided himself.
He watched as Grace arched her back and moaned a bit. He was trying to remember their earlier conversation about their bodies reacting and not taking anything personal. He removed his finger before placing the smallest of the lubricated beads at her entrance. He inserted them as she instructed and felt confident enough in his skills. Grace at least seemed pleased. He felt a swell of pride and couldn't wait to try them with Claire.
After the session finished, they both cleaned up and got dressed. Jim was pleased that there wasn't any awkwardness between them. He actually felt quite friendly with her; she was very funny and he found he enjoyed her humor. They summarized their session together, then Grace handed him some paperwork to go over and some techniques to practice in the mirror. He would take his homework seriously and study until it was time for Daddy Gordon to come play...
"Hey, Grace?" Jim asked, having fully dressed at this point.
"Hmm?" She'd dressed as well, in a long black swing dress this time instead of her naughty nurse costume. She looked so innocent this way.
"Do you know where Claire is tonight? I'd kinda like to say goodnight to her. Let her know everything went okay."
Grace shrugged and draped a long necklace over her head. "Not sure. She didn't tell me. I assumed she'd be stalking our door with bated breath. Maybe check the bar?"
Jim frowned. He hoped just because he'd agreed to scene with someone else didn't make Claire automatically flock to another partner as well.
"Actually, let's go out there together," Grace suggested. "Have Zac take our picture with my phone and commemorate the evening? We can use that photo wall in the conference room."
Jim laughed. "You think Claire will require photographic evidence?"
"Always helps the case, right?" Grace asked with a grin.
