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“Tell me what you have been thinking since you left me last night?” Joshua asked. He began to prowl around the room, putting space between them. Gabriele knew better than to turn to follow him with her eyes. She stood without moving and spoke calmly to the wall she was facing.
“I thought about everything you said,” she admitted. “And those thoughts have troubled me… because I’ve seen how difficult I have made my own training by my refusal to follow your instructions.”
Joshua grunted. He was standing on the far side of the room, where Gabriele had left her red dress.
“And I want to apologize to you, Master,” Gabriele said. She felt no humiliation, no shame for saying she was sorry. In fact, she found the moment liberating. It was the unburdening of all her sins and failings; shrugging them off like a dark heavy cloak that had weighed her down. It was cathartic. “I should have understood what you were trying to teach me last night. I should have known because your instructions and explanations have always been precise. But I let my pride get in the way. I couldn’t get past my own self-image and see myself for who I want to be… and what being that person means in real life.”
“Do you feel you are now ready to move forward?” Joshua’s voice had become more relaxed; his own inner-tension resolved… for the moment at least.
“I think so,” Gabriele wanted to sound more definite but the truth was that she still felt uncertain. “I have thought back on everything you told me, and every warning you gave before we started. You were right. I was emotionally unprepared. I did struggle with trust issues. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to understand those feelings.”
At last Joshua came quietly back into Gabriele’s view, appearing in the corner of her eye. He was standing near the closed door of the training room, leaning against the wall by the light switch. He had his arms folded across his chest, his head titled to the side, thoughtful and pensive.
“There are no more chances, Gabriele.”
“I realize that, Master.”
“I won’t be disobeyed or defied ever again.”
“No Master. I promise.”
Still Joshua did not move. Gabriele began to feel awkward under his gaze. She felt like he was peeling away the layers of her persona, peering past the pretty feminine exterior as if he could see her heart.
That thought troubled Gabriele deeply, for if he could see her heart, he would see that she was becoming infatuated with him.
“So you want to continue the course?” Joshua’s voice brought her back from her thoughts.
“Yes. Definitely, Master.”
“And you will obey my every instruction?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Regardless of your instincts?”
“Yes, Master.”
Joshua pushed himself off the wall and came quietly to stand before her. He studied Gabriele’s expression carefully.
“Will you trust me implicitly?”
“Yes, Master.” That was a significant moment. They both realized it.
“Why?”
Gabriele drew a breath. Her eyes were still lowered, but she felt the need to inflect her next words with all the truth she could. She looked up into Joshua’s ruggedly handsome face.
“Because you’re a good man.”
Joshua’s stern features seemed to waver and soften. It was just for a second; so fleeting that if Gabriele had not been gazing into his eyes she might have missed the reaction entirely. She lowered her eyes again.
Joshua cleared the gruffness from his throat. “Tell me again, why you want to learn to sexually submit.”
Gabriele’s answer came back without the need for thought. “I want to learn to please my Master’s every desire and satisfying him sexually like no other woman can.”
Joshua’s tone turned wry, tinged with bitterness. “You mean your boyfriend?”
Gabriele shook her head. “No. I mean you. You’re my Master while I am being trained, and you are the focus of all my energy. I want you to be pleased with me. I want to make you proud. Only when my training is complete will I think about how to win Randall back.”
Joshua frowned. Just the mention of her ex-boyfriend’s name seemed to taint the atmosphere in the room, but he knew it wasn’t yet the time to confront and slay that particular beast.
He sighed and blew out a long breath. For a few more moments he was silent in thought. Then suddenly he was the Joshua that Gabriele had come to know again; commanding, resolute and sexily confident.
“Tonight’s lesson is about positioning,” Joshua said. “These are the poses you should learn because they are intrinsic to your success as a submissive. Most Masters will want you waiting for them in one of two positions. Both of these postures are reflective of your willingness to submit and satisfy your Master’s sexual needs. But,” he held up a warning finger, “even though their basis is in sexual submission, these positions are fundamental poses that you should practice and perfect, whether your Master might want to use you for sex, or any other conventional domestic task.”
Gabriele nodded her silent understanding. Behind her blank-faced façade she felt a small thrill of arousal begin to seep through her body, triggered by Joshua’s deep baritone voice and the way he looked at her as he spoke. The lust in his eyes was thinly veiled; it was a look Gabriele had seen in the gaze of a thousand men before. But with Joshua, the phenomenal discipline of his restraint was just enough to dam back his temptation. Gabriele wished secretly that the man had a little less willpower. The sexual yearning she felt slowly began to uncoil itself and writhe around in the molten pit of her stomach as she fantasized about his hands roaming over her body and the feel of his cock sliding deep inside her clenching pussy.
“Get down on your knees.”
Gabriele obeyed, still in the misted daze of her fantasies. She was on automatic, and she had to force her erotic hunger for Joshua’s cock out of her mind to focus.
“Clasp your hands behind your back,” Joshua instructed.
Gabriele obeyed. Kneeling with her hands behind her back forced her back straight in order to keep her balance. She had her eyes on the grey-carpeted floor.
“Shuffle your knees apart,” Joshua corrected her position. “They’re too close together. They need to be the same width as your shoulders.”
Gabriele did as she was told. Joshua walked a slow circle around her, noting the enticing gap between her thighs and the clench of lingerie that was creased in the trap of her tightly clenched bottom. He could see the knuckled mound of Gabriele’s spine and the soft shadow of her ribs through the lean smooth flesh of her torso.
“Good,” he nodded. Her hands were clasped loosely at the small of her back. He noticed abstractly that her fingernails were painted the same blood-red color of her dress.
He came back to stand close in front of Gabriele. “Now open your mouth wide.”
Gabriele parted her lips and formed her mouth into a red lipsticked ‘O’.
Joshua got down on his haunches beside where Gabriele knelt. Her eyes were dutifully averted, staring at some point on the floor. She was breathing quietly and comfortably. He rested one hand on her thigh like he owned it. Gabriele blinked.
“This is the first submissive position I want you to practice. Don’t just do it here when we are training. Spend time alone at your home and practice it. You will need to patiently hold this pose for many minutes, sometimes longer, until your Master has a use for you. Don’t think it’s easy. It’s not. It takes rehearsal to be able to wait like this and remain comfortable. The last thing you want to do is constantly fidget. That will annoy your Master and probably get you punished. Practice makes you prepared.”
