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“I’ll put in the order for a service sub with the administration, then. I can’t expect there will be any issues having it approved, and with your recommendation of Dora for the position she should be able to start right away.”
“Thank you.” Cord smiled. “It means a lot.”
“It’s the least I can do, Cord. I can’t tell you how much better I feel having talked to you. I’ll go to Derek this week and tell him about my past. All of it.”
A half an hour later when Cord was gone, Alastair sat staring into the fire thinking of how lucky he was to be at Rawhide Ranch and have a friend like Cord who not only treated him as a peer but considered him the right man to provide guidance and protection to a new student. The experience, he decided, would give him a small taste of what it was like to be a Daddy. He was pragmatic and still worried that the actual opportunity may not arise for him as a transgender man, but at least he would be able to provide guidance to one specific woman.
He was looking forward to meeting Dora Allard.
Chapter 5
Becoming a service sub meant that Dora had to leave her comfortable room and move into a service sub apartment on the main floor. She would also have a roommate, which made her anxious until she saw who it was.
“Dora? Oh, my goodness!” Kit walked over and embraced her like they’d been lifelong friends. “When they told me I was getting a roomie, I was curious as to who it would be. This is such a nice surprise!”
Kit continued chattering amiably as she showed Dora around. The apartment was as cozy and inviting as her room, but larger and contained shared living room and kitchen facilities for the service subs with a bedroom on the other side of the suite. Dora was pleased to find extra closet space. After her talk with Dr. Weston, she’d rejoined Bobbi at Little Duds where she’d been measured for clothing that were not only altered to fit her perfectly but delivered that morning. Her uniform had been promised to arrive before her new job started. Now she had a place to put all of her new clothing.
It had been Master Derek who delivered the news about her acceptance into the program. When Kit asked what she would be doing, Dora told her she’d be working as a teaching assistant.
“Really? For which teacher?”
“Professor Robinson, I think?”
“Oh…” Kit’s eyes widened. “The strict, good-looking one with the accent.”
“Accent?”
“Yeah, he’s British. Very hoity-toity, you know. Here. Let me help you with that.” Kit rushed over to assist Dora with putting her suitcase on the top shelf of the closet as she continued, “He’s been here over a year. He’s young compared to some of the other teachers but acts a lot older. He uses a cane for punishment. Even the most stoic girls he’s spanked leave his class in tears.” She turned to Dora and grinned. “God, the other Littles will be so jealous, especially the ones who have their sights set on him. He doesn’t have a Little of his own.”
“Why not?”
“Just picky, I guess. Maribel Edwards says he’s snooty, but she’s just bitter because she’s done everything but offer herself up to him with a silver bow and he still won’t pay her any mind.”
A strict, handsome teacher. Jealous Littles? Dora didn’t feel particularly worried. It’s not like a man like that would pay any attention to her, and once Maribel and the other Littles in class got a look at her they would hardly consider her a threat. She didn’t say this though. Some things were just obvious. If Professor Robinson was anything like her previous bosses, he’d just ignore her like they did.
Dora had spent the day moving into her new apartment. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. She’d seen the majority of the Ranch but as with many Littles, her favorite part was the stables. She decided to spend the last afternoon before working there. Kit and Bobbi were all too happy to accompany her, and she felt more like she belonged in a denim skirt, surprisingly comfortable cowboy boots with red accents, and a gingham shirt that came with matching hair bows she used in her thick, braided hair.
At the barn, the stablemaster whose name was Travis gave the girls a bucket of carrots and horse treats and admonished them not to give the horses more than one and to avoid stalls marked with an X.
“Some of the horses belong to Ranch staff and are used to their owners,” Kit explained. “On my first day, I went to pet one of the off-limits horses and it nipped at me. Have you ever been bitten by a horse? It hurts.”
“Falling off hurts worse,” Bobbi said dramatically. “I fell off Snickers over the summer.”
“You liar.” Kit began to giggle. “Your saddle slipped because you didn’t tighten it right and you fell into a pile of hay.”
“Hurt my pride.” Bobbi put her hands on her hips.
Dora smiled at the exchange but didn’t add anything. This wasn’t an experience she felt likely to have. They were outside Snicker’s stall, and the little brown horse was wriggling its velvety muzzle into the palm of her hand to retrieve the chopped carrot she offered. On her first day at the barn, Travis’ wife and Little, a pretty stable hand named Wren, had asked Dora if she rode. When Dora had shaken her head, Wren said the Ranch had gentle horses perfect for any rider and had then beckoned to Magic, a large black draft horse. Dora knew she meant it as a kindness, but it hurt to realize the only horse that could carry her was one bred to pull heavy loads. Besides, she couldn’t imagine falling from that high off the ground. She’d stick to petting the horses and the other animals.
Later, as the trio walked back from the barn, Kit told Bobbi about Dora’s decision to become a service submissive and her job with Professor Robinson.
“Oh, I already know about that,” Bobbi said with an air of authority. “Daddy told me. I just hope you don’t die of boredom. Professor Robinson takes himself waaaay too seriously, but if you ever need to know how to get under his skin, I’m your go-to girl. For instance, if you ever want to scare him, he’s super afraid of spiders.”
“Why would I want to scare him?” Dora asked. She couldn’t help but laugh.
“I dunno. As a prank. Just be careful. He spanks super hard. Like, I couldn’t sit down for days afterward. Iliterallyalmost died.”
“I don’t think anyone has died from a punishment here, Bobbi.” Kit rolled her eyes.
