Anal training
Emma quickly took a cold flannel and wiped Adrian's face. He groaned and opened his eyes.
'Adrian, what happened? Why are you so scared of this person?'
'Emma, I can't talk about him, but please be very careful of this man. He is dangerous.'
All the girls were washed and dried by this time. Adrian stood up, with trembling legs and with his voice a tiny whisper, said 'follow me girls and we'll go and eat breakfast.'
The girls walked along the corridor, past the doors to their cells and staying at their basement level, they walked along another corridor, with just a few doors that were all closed, but behind one of the doors, they could hear the sound of someone being flogged.
They looked at each other with apprehension, but carried on walking and entered what had been a kitchen in other centuries.
They sat at benches and ate off a long table, just like they had at school and no one said a word.
Emma was seated opposite a girl whom she recognised from her schooldays and she looked at her and raised her eyebrows. The girl, who Emma thought was called Maria, looked down at her plate.
She wasn't wearing a wedding ring and Emma wondered if she was a submissive who was being trained, or whether she was there because she had no choice. Emma had her suspicions about the claims that The Order of Saint Ismael weren't all the honest truth. She didn't believe that all submissives had given consent and she wasn't sure that all the members were equal.
Adrian, calling the girls to line up and return to their cells, broke her thought process and she obeyed.
Back in Emma's cells, she was attached to the chain above the bed again and Adrian advised her to start reading the books that were placed by the bed.
The top book was 'The Story of O' and Emma decided to read it again. It felt as though a great deal had happened since James had given her the book to read, even though it was only three days earlier.
The screen flickered into life and Emma looked up, to see a girl who was dressed in the uniform of the Castle. The girl, reading an autocue, was talking about oral sex. She was reading instructions on how to fellate a man. As she read the instructions, on a split screen, another girl was demonstrating the actions.
The girl said 'By your bedside, there will be a banana. Practice the deepthroating technique by pretending that the banana is a penis, the penis of your lord and master.'
Emma looked and sure enough, there was a banana. The girl on the recording said 'Now, insert the banana into your mouth and keep the blunt end at the back of your tongue. You are going to try to learn to relax. Breathe in and out of your nose, keeping the banana at the back of your tongue and let it slip a little further down your throat. Do not let go, or you may choke.'
Emma obeyed. It wasn't easy, but she thought that if she practised every day, then by the end of the week, she'd be able to accommodate her husband's penis almost as well as Sister Angela did.
The recording ended and the door opened. Adrian was standing there and he was carrying a tray.
'Lady Emma, I have come to assess your anal capacity. Please relax, this may feel uncomfortable, but do your best to comply. Kneel up on the bed and place your head down on your folded arms.'
Emma knelt, feeling the cool air on her buttocks.
Adrian ran his finger around the rim of Emma's anus. She always enjoyed this sensation and relaxed as much as she could.
