Chapter 2:
The Training Room
His house is big, really big. I follow after him up the big stairs to the door. He turns around and smiles to me as he opens the door and drag me inside.
As I look around I notice one thing: there are many girls like me inside his house.
He guides me from the entrance to the kitchen, where there is two girls wearing what looks like french maid outfits in a shiny material. James tells me this material is called latex and that I'll be wearing it soon enough. He greets the girls and slaps each one on their butt cheeks. He then tells them who I am and that they will
treat me with respect.
He then drags me into the living room where there are at least five girls. One of them seems to be tied up with what I guess is a gag
in her mouth. She is placed in the couch with another girl on top of her, kissing her. The other three girls seems to be cleaning, they are also wearing the french maid outfits.
After he has shown me the rest of what seems to be the first floor, he takes me trough a long corridor before we enter a big room, a dungeon almost, where a girl is moanig load. She is chained to a steel table and another girl is holding a device near her genitals, a vibrator. I have only seen one once, at market. A customer wanted to see what a girl looked like when she moaned and my previous owner gave him the device.
James tells me the girls names, Felicity and Moira. Apparently Felicity came when she was not allowed and is now getting her punishment. She is not allowed to cum even though she wants to, even though she needs to.
She begs several times if she can cum, but Moira denies her, turning the power of the vibrator higher, making Felicity scream. James takes his fingers trough my hair and leans his head on my shoulder with his mouth against my ear, whispering "if you are obedient, you will never have to go trough what she is right now," he then slaps me on my bare stomach and takes me out of the dungeon room and out in the corridor.
He takes of the leash as we enter what I suspect is his bedroom. I try to look around the room to get an idea of what he is like, but he orders me to look at him. He walks over to his dresser and opens up a drawer, he pulls
out a red collar and a bell. He closes the drawer and walks back infront of me.
"This will be your collar from now on," he says, strictly, and removes the previous collar and puts on the new one. He then holds up the bell.
"All of the girls in this house are mine, but they don't all serve me personally," he smiles, "some are just for entertainment," He puts the bell on my collar. "Those who get this bell are the ones that serve me, personally."
I look down at the bell. It makes me feel special, that I get to serve him, only him.
"But, before you can start to serve me, you need to be trained," he says, strictly. He rings another bell and in a few seconds it knocks on the door. He opens it and in walks a beautiful young and blonde girl, with a bell on her collar.
"This is Bella, I got her in Italy," he explains, "luckerly for me she speaks perfect english," he smiles as he walks over to her. "Bella, will you be so kind and inform my new doll how everything works, while getting her dressed for training?" I look at Bella as he asks her, she nods perfectly, "yes, Sir" she says with a soft, yet strong, voice.
Bella puts me in a tight black latex bra and panties. The fabric feels weird against my skin, almost sticky, but something about it makes me feel hot. She tells me that whenever James tells me to do something I have to answer "Yes, sir" unless he tells to me to call him something else. As she puts my hair in a sleek and tight ponytail she tells me that as long as I'm in training she will be my "boss" and helps with everything and that she will always be around to make sure I do the right things, and if I don't she will be the one to punish me.
She finishes up with making me put on a thight black satin dress and black heels and then she takes me to what is called "the Training Room"
The room is dark and mysterious. There are few lights in the room and I wonder why. Is it to make the slaves feel more...enslaved. Bella leads me to the middle of the room and tells me to get on my knees as she tells me that during my training I will call her "Miss" She then walks over to a wall full of equitment.
She then proceeds to show me each one, tell me what it is called and making me repeat it. She shows me the items, maybe, a hundred times. Each time I have to say the name, the same way, everytime. This is not what I imagined it to be someone property. I imagined to please them every minute of every hour, but instead I'm in a dark room with a fellow slave who is training me. Is this what everyone who has been bought at the market experince?
After an hour Bella tells me to stand up. She takes a piece of rope and forces my hands behind my back. I try as best as I can to follow her moves but she ties my hands together too fast. As she finishes up with my hands she takes the rest of the rope and secures it by tieing it to something in the wall. She then takes what she calls a spread angle bar and fasten it to my ankles. I feel a little exposed, even though I have all my clothes on. It's just something with having my legs spread that makes me feel...exposed.
She then takes a scissor and cut the sating dress in two. Bella moves her hand down from my chest to my flower. I bite my lips, somehow I want to her to cut the panties in two.
"I bet my life on that you are a little naughty slut," Bella suddenly says and I look at her face. She picks up two nipple clamps. "Make your nipples hard for me," she orders and I answer, "yes, miss." even
though I do not know what to do. She waits for a minute before she picks up a whip and whips my breast, after she has removed the latex bra. I bite my teeth together. "This is your punishment, slut, for not doing as I said." Bella explains. "If you want to serve our master, you must do everything he says, if not then you will be punished."
A part of me likes the whipping, another part of me wants it to stop. I gladly accept the punishment as I know there is more to come.
A/N: I don't know if I should make a "training room part 2" but I probably will, let me know if you want a part two of "the training room"