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“I’m sorry?” Hannah said, not understanding.
“When you speak to a Master or Mistress here at The Enclave, you will reply respectfully, as befits a submissive.”
“Ah,” Hannah replied, flashing a nervous grin. “Okay. Yes, Sir.”
Anthony smiled back. “That’s better. Now, regarding sexual contact, our slaves and slave trainees are expected to service the Dominants in every sexual way requested of them. Because you are not speciallytraining to become a full-on erotic slave, I believe in your case some modification is necessary.”
“Absolutely,” Hannah blurted, perhaps more emphatically than she’d intended. What had already happened with Mason that first night was about the limit of what she could handle. “Sir,” she added belatedly.
“The thing is,” Anthony continued, “BDSM training, even if modified, is sexual by definition. It’s the nature of the beast, if you will. But for you, for now, I think it would be wise to exclude oral, anal and vaginal penetration, at least during this trial training period.”
“Agreed, Sir,” Hannah said, relief coursing through her.
“That said, therewillbe sexual contact, Hannah, and you need to be prepared for that. Orgasm training is a basic component of our program—learning to come on command and learningnotto come until given permission. Furthermore, sexual stimulation is used during impact training as well, helping the sub learn to associate pleasure and pain on a visceral level. I believe, based on your behavior and experience this past Friday with Master Mason, that you can handle this degree of intensity.”
Hannah flushed at this remark, vividly recalling Mason’s hand buried between her legs after the intense flogging, and the powerful orgasm that had followed.
Anthony offered a knowing smile. “Would you agree, Hannah?”
Hannah swallowed, her heart racing with both excitement and, if she were completely honest, anticipation. She’d felt more alive over the past two days than she could remember, and it was in no small part because of what had happened during her virgin scene.
“Yes, Sir,” she admitted.
“Good. In addition to your one-on-one training, you will be permitted to shadow our slave trainees when appropriate. This will give you an opportunity to witness more intense forms of training without actually having to participate. Though, again, you will have that option if you so choose.”
Hannah hugged herself. “It’s all so exciting,” she said. “I just hopeI’m up to the challenge.”
Anthony nodded soberly. “Itwillbe a challenge, Hannah, make no mistake. Though your program is modified, you will still be expected to obey, without hesitation, whatever is asked of you. As you’ve already discovered, failure to do so, even in this modified setting, will result in punishment. Are we clear on that?”
Hannah drew in a sharp breath, his words both thrilling and terrifying her. The thought of being punished again, especially if Lawrence was to be her disciplinarian, was motivation enough to obey everything required of her. And how hard could it be? Look how well she’d handled her virgin scene in the dungeon. She was a natural. Anthony had said so.
Lifting her chin, she replied resolutely, “Yes, Sir. Crystal clear.”
“Excellent.” Anthony closed the laptop and turned to face her. “Lucia will be your mentor during this process. She will see to it that you get where you need to be, when you need to be there. You can go to her with any and all questions and concerns.”
“That’s great,” Hannah said, eager to reconnect with her new friend. “Thank you, Sir.”
“She will also assist you with proper daily grooming,” he added.
“Grooming?” Hannah echoed, dismayed. “You mean shaving? Am I expected to shave my, um, private parts?”
“Your cunt,” Anthony said calmly without a trace of discomfiture. “No euphemisms necessary here. The short answer is no. As a temporary slave in a unique situation, you will not berequiredto shave.”
As Hannah blew a mental sigh of relief, he continued, “I would, however, strongly recommend it, as it is yet another way to ease yourself fully into the submissive mindset. From a purely practical standpoint, erotic torture and pleasure play are easier without pubic hair getting in the way. From a submissive point of view, it’s a symbolic offering—a statement that you are making yourself fully accessible to your Master, nothing hidden or held back.”
“Okay,” Hannah said noncommittally. She would talk it over with Lucia, but she was pretty darn sure the answer would still be no.
“Then there is the matter of a physical and blood work. Normally, Mistress Aubrey would conduct your physical as a prerequisite to joining the training program. Because of the limited nature of your contract, however, her particular, uh, ministrations”—he lifted his brows, his lips curving in a half smile, giving Hannah the idea Mistress Aubrey’s physical would have a lot in common with the medical porn fantasies she’d seen online—“won’t be necessary. However, since you may be involved in exchanges of bodily fluid, including possibly blood, we need to make sure you have a clean bill of health.”
Hannah tucked away the alarming remarks regarding the possible exchange of bodily fluids including blood away for later examination. “I actually just had my annual physical and blood work a few weeks ago,” she volunteered. “I can access it via a patient portal. I have no problem forwarding the results, if that works.”
“That works just fine,” Anthony agreed.
“Finally,” he continued, “all our slaves do basic household chores on a daily basis. Charlotte mentioned to me that you enjoy cooking and baking. I know Mason could use some help in the kitchen since he lost his sous chef. When you are not in training, you will serve as Mason’s assistant in whatever capacity suits him. Does that work for you?”
For the hundredth time since it happened, Hannah flashed back to her regrettable kitchen exit scene. Mason probably thought she was an idiot. “Is he, uh, okay with that?” she asked.
“Absolutely,” Anthony said. “He’s the one who suggested it.”
