Amanda had thoroughly enjoyed her life since graduation. With her outstanding academic performance, she'd easily landed a well-paid job in a big firm and soon had herself a new car and a big bank loan for a small townhouse. She'd been able to stay in the same city, which was good because she wasn't far from family and friends. As an active, trained sexual submissive she'd been able to live out the dream life she had been introduced to and now seemed so natural.
In fact, Amanda had thoroughly enjoyed her life ever since she had been accepted into Hanson House. After the initial shock, she'd accepted her fate as a trained sexual submissive as a vocation she knew she was made for.
As a "good girl" and a virgin, the sudden introduction to a world of sex and submission had been totally unexpected. Then again, as she'd been reassured by the instructors, deep in her heart she knew she was meant for submission and service. She had never doubted that she was interested in sex and thought about it often - perhaps more than was wise for a "good girl". Hanson House had offered a life that was entirely about sex and meeting the needs of others. From the first, Amanda had seen that sexual service was right for her and that she was eager to embrace this new lifestyle. After all, there could be no better way to submit to a powerful man or woman than to give them full, unfettered use of her body and her sexual talents.
Submitting to a woman - Amanda thought about that sometimes and it was simple proof that not everything had proceeded in the way she'd have expected.
She had been told that it was possible she'd be given to a woman to serve. She had been required to engage in lesbian acts with her friend Elissa. It had surprised Amanda just how much she had enjoyed being forced to have sex with Elissa. Most often this had been for the amusement of Mistress Rose and Mistress Pamela. Though Amanda had accepted it also helped her lesbian friend Elissa, since there seemed to be no other gay women in their class. She'd noted the strong lesbian overtones to the training at Hanson House - this was odd since most of the female novice submissives could expect to serve men and their cocks. Yet she could not fault the logic that having training delivered by women made it easier to retain her virginity.
Amanda had understood also that sexual activity for novices was tightly controlled for the benefit of their future dominants and masters. Yet she had been chosen, as had a number of her classmates, for "special classes" that usually involved being required to service one or more of the staff. She'd had her first real arse fuck with the imposing Master Stephen. She had lost count of how many times her mouth had been used by one of the male instructors or the attendants. Amanda had happily complied with all such requests - she had known it would help her grades and she'd assumed it was an important taste of her future life. Besides, she had been surrounded by any number of eager, rampant cocks and there was no way she, or any of her peers, would pass up such opportunities. The fact that it gave fire for her private masturbation was a further benefit.
Mistress Candace had seen fit to remark that Amanda was a very strong performer amongst her class and that she was valued as a "good all-rounder". She'd taken comfort from that and yet she still hoped fervently she'd be allocated to submit to a powerful man with a fabulous cock. Amanda knew that was what she wanted - cocks - and she knew she'd do anything to get to worship and celebrate the fabulous male organ.
Events had taken another surprising turn on graduation. With Candace's words fresh in her mind, Amanda had expected to be offered to some prominent, powerful men who would desire her for her talents and her fantastic grades as a novice submissive. She had, in fact been offered to several such men. They all took an interest in her and had inspected her on the recommendation of Mistress Rose.
The process of being chosen for allocation to a dominant would have been degrading and horrible for anyone but a novice of Hanson House. Certainly not for a student like Amanda. She was given the usual "check-up" of course. The basic medical tests were rather perfunctory. Mostly the staff had focused on more intimate matters such as the size of her bust, the length of her cunt lips and the bulge of her clit when aroused. Most importantly, her holes had been measured and a note made of how tight she was and also how "elastic". All of this was put into a written report that was distributed to potential matches for her.
Then Amanda had been presented, naked, while each prospective dominant met with Mistress Rose and openly discussed her various talents as a submissive. All of them were offered the chance to sample her talents. It was "try before you buy" and Amanda had happily let these strangers fondle her and probe her. She was quite relaxed with men and woman casually grabbing her tits or fingering her holes. Twice she had swallowed male cum after a quick headjob. One had chosen to take her arse and, with a smile, she had bent over the Principal's desk and allowed her sphincters to stretch around his mighty cock. The new graduate had felt that familiar swelling of pride as the stranger grunted and pumped his semen into her bowels.
Rose had been delighted with her performance at these inspections. Amanda had enjoyed them as well, understanding the privilege of being offered when some classmates would wait for months.
Mistress Rose had also arranged for Amanda to be inspected by the Carvers. They were an important couple - powerful and directly involved in the governance of Hanson House. As an all-rounder, she had suggested that Amanda would be a good fit for this power-couple. But the Carvers had been focused on Lisbeth. That caused a little disappointment for Amanda until she remembered the tales of Lord Carver's massive phallus.
Another wealthy man had asked to inspect Amanda. He ran a retreat that catered specifically for over-stressed senior managers - men only. Along with standard therapy, he offered his male clients some traditional forms of "relief". However, Mistress Rose was well acquainted with his particular needs and had steered that gentlemen in the direction of Grace and Abbie.