I followed William to his mechanic and after transferring my possessions to William's car we headed off to lunch. There was no real conversation during this time other then remarking about how little I had brought with me. William and I ate lunch in a nice restaurant and he ordered for both of us. He explained as we entered the restaurant that I was only to respond to questions and should minimize initiating any conversation. If I needed to ask him a question I would have to preface it with.
"Sir"
William indicated that it would be his decision to allow me to go forward at that point or to ignore my request. He explained that this was the beginning of my training to be submissive and that it would seem extreme in the beginning that I might not agree with everything and that was to be understood. He reminded me that until I was properly trained he expected some degree of failure on my part.
The he asked me.
"Alexandra tell me what you felt this morning with Dr. Andrews? Please remember to address me properly when responding."
I sat quiet for a few minutes trying to absorb everything that transpired since the night I ended up in Williams house. I began
"Sir, I felt a bit confused when I arrived. It had not occurred to me that such a check up was necessary. When I heard mention of possible STDs and AIDs I understood your desire that I be 'clean'. I assume that if I am not then this will not proceed."
"Alexandra, the appointment was to determine your physical health. Your relationship with me will be dependent on your ability to adapt to your submissive role, to take the necessary discipline. Any possible disease can be placated. Of course your ability to conceive is pertinent as well, but not in and of itself a deal breaker. Now tell me how you felt."
"Sir, that fact that you remained during the exam initially humiliated me. I wasn't prepared to be observed by anyone but the medical staff while so completely exposed. However, when the medical student showed up I was relieved that you were there, though I was humiliated at how he seemed to treat me like I was less than a person. Maybe he was embarrassed to be in that situation or maybe he has yet to develop a bedside manner. Overall I am glad the ordeal is over."
"Alexandra, such exposure can be part of a submissive's life. Feeling humiliated by that would indicate a lack of trust that your Master can care for you. When you have accepted the idea that you now live to please and serve me, then you will not be so affected by such events."
"Now Alexandra! If you are finished with lunch we need to pick out come clothing appropriate to a submissive living in my house. I need not remind you that I will make the selections."
"Yes William, Sir!"
William took me to a number of stores in town that I am not sure I knew existed. He selected items that I tried on for him and when he was satisfied that something looked right on me he set it aside for purchase. A number of the items were erotic in nature, panties that hid nothing, bras that lifted my B cup tits but did not cover them. He selected skirts that were very short, blouses that were very sheer. Williams picked up a couple of dresses that revealed a good portion of my tits and were barely long enough to cover my ass. As then at one store he selected a set of sweats. To say I was confused about the eclectic mix of clothing would be an understatement.
Arriving back at Williams home he and I carried the packages to the room where I woke up the first time.
"Alexandra, this will be your room. When you have achieved a level of accomplishment sufficient to earn a reward I will allow you in my bed. As of now you are a nothing. Each day you must work to become something, you must add to the nothing you are now. The dresses we purchased will be used only when I elect to take you out. The standard dress for you each day will be a pair of panties and a bra. In this outfit you will accomplish your chores as I work. We will review the daily schedule in a little while."
I was trying to absorb everything and found myself with many questions that I wisely elected not to voice. I was convinced already that William would tell me what I needed to know. If I had questions, I would see if I could ask.
"Alexandra, you're having elected to reside with me pleases me. However, there are many hours in the day where I will be at work, here in the house and you must stay busy. So lets look at your schedule for the initial period of your training. We will start your day at six in the gym that I will show you later. That is what the sweats are for. You've let your body go, and I intend to have you reclaim it. Not for my satisfaction but as a part of you wanting to present me with your best and to instill some self-confidence. Then after showering we will eat breakfast and I will inform you of anything specific I want you to do. Around eleven you will prepare lunch for us and after lunch you will observe me at work and attempt to learn my business. I do not suffer a freeloader, nor do I take advantage of skills available to me. So as you learn more about my work and become productive and helpful to me there, you will be paid."
Nothing so far was giving me any reason to doubt this new life, especially as it seems it came with a paying job.
"When our workday is over we will then go to the discipline room. Initially, I will discipline you in a number of ways so that you know what each type of discipline is. I will learn to some degree what type of discipline advances your training and what doesn't. Then as we proceed you will receive some level of discipline each afternoon, based on how well you have learned."
The unknown has always been scary for me. The whole concept of discipline was my major hang up after the research I'd done. I admitted that I trusted William so I was determined to continue. In fact I was getting somewhat excited about the whole thing.
"After dinner then we will begin to teach you about sex. I know you think that having fucked so many men over the past ten years that this might be unnecessary but I can assure you that it is not. I will teach you how to have a satisfying orgasm and how to control that orgasm at my command. I will teach you how to pleasure me and at some point down the road I will teach you how to properly fuck. Do you have any questions?"
"Sir, I probably do have questions, but I would prefer, if you approve, to allow me to experience this life and let the experience teach me. If I remain with questions I will see if you are still agreeable to answer them."
"Ok, the last item is the most critical. As your Dom, it is my job to build you into the best submissive that I can, to allow you to experience all the pleasure being a submissive can have. As I said there are all sorts of discipline and situations that might scare or humiliate you. It is necessary for me to know when we come to a point where your fear is overtaking you. Consequently we need to have a word or phrase to know to cease what we are doing. Some couples use a simple green means go and red means stop. That or they simply pick a word that would not normally be a part of any sexual adventure, for example the city or town they born. So by tomorrow morning when we begin, you will need to tell me your safe word."
"Yes, Sir."
Now tonight is free in the sense that there is no training or discipline. I would like you to settle your room and of course show you the rest of the house, the gym etc. We will have dinner and then you will be free to watch TV or go to your room to prepare for tomorrow."
I carefully unpacked my things and the clothing William had bought me that day. I elected to put my stuff in a bottom drawer or in the back of the closet as I concluded that my attire would consist of the clothing William had bought. Once done, I headed into the bathroom to shower. I placed the clothes I'd been wearing in the hamper and then took a look at myself. I could see each and every area of my five foot eight inch body that had collected either fat or lost muscle tone. Fortunately by B cup tits remained perky, though my thighs, especially close to my pussy were fatty and repulsed me. My waist had filled out to almost equal the width of my ass. My hair, usually colored blonde was showing significant dark roots of the natural brunette I was. Yes, I believed that blondes had more fun.
I stepped into the shower and thoroughly cleaned every inch of my somewhat decimated body. William had left some very good hair products and I used them but by the time I had dried off and used the hair dryer my hair remained dull and lifeless. I wondered what William would want done with that head of hair. Would he want me blonde, would he care how dull and lifeless it looked? In this life I had chosen I realized it was foolish of me to care, that if I trusted as I was supposed to then it would be taken care of. One last look at the needs of my body made me adamant that I would work hard in William's gym. While he indicated it would restore my self-confidence, I wanted my body back in shape for him.
I contemplated what to wear and decided that the bra and panty sets William had said would be my 'uniform' was what I felt I should wear even if my official training didn't start until the next morning. Nervous and I stood in this completely revealing outfit I understood the phrase that spoke about how a person could actually look more naked with the right clothes then without any. My body did no justice to the outfit, but I was determined to change that and I was determined to use that as an incentive to get myself back into shape.
