Krystal called me about midweek the following week, and, though I was anxious to talk to her, I let it go to voice mail. I wanted to make sure I could analyze her frame of mind when she called. I listened to the message about a dozen times, and I deduced that she was slightly nervous, and a bit excited, but still being shy with me. She told me that she wanted to serve me and try to please me, and danced around any other items.
In order to prepare myself for the return call, I went to the gym for two hours, came home, showered, and called her back. "Hello, Krystal," I said. "I have been expecting your call. I liked your voice mail message, and it sounds like you agree. I want to hear you say the exact words, 'yes, sir, I am ready to serve you and learn from you'."
Krystal hesitated a moment or two before she said it, and even though she did say it verbatim, it sounded forced. Nevertheless, what was I to expect. She was just beginning her journey into being a slut. Chastising her now would do no good. I told her what a good slut she was, and to meet me after work at my place, and I gave her the address. I told her to go home and be fresh for we will have a fun and enjoyable night ahead of us.
When she got off the phone, I went to the closet, and pulled out the chest, looking for my favorite three learning tools; the eight-foot piece of rope, the leather cuffs, and a 4-inch vibrating dildo. I made sure that all three were in working order and maintained well, and placed them aside. I had 2 nights to prepare, but I love being fully prepared.
Krystal arrived about 6:30, and I prepared a light meal. I figured she probably wouldn't have eaten, and I didn't want her to overeat before she got here. When she came in, I brought her to the center of the living room, leaving her standing as I sat comfortably.
"When you are here, when that door closes, and no one is here, you will remove your clothing. You will remain naked much of the time that you are here. When you are here, your sole purpose will be to please me. Did I leave any room for doubt?"
"No sir"
She proceeded slowly and unsurely, but started to. She started to sway her hips nervously, as if she believed I wanted a strip show. "Stop," I said. "I didn't ask you to dance. I didn't ask you to entertain. I told you to remove your clothing. If I want something more than that, I will tell you so. Now, take your clothes off."
Without ceremony or any questions, she took off her clothes, leaving her thong on for a moment longer than I would like. She was observant and noticed the look on my face, then quickly put her thumbs into the waistband of the thong, and quickly slipped them off.
"Good. Now, take your clothes, and put them on the stand by the door. That is where your clothes will remain whenever I have you here. Are you hungry?"
This question caught her off guard as she was walking towards the door.
"Yes, sir".
I pulled out a chair for her, and sat her at the table. She seemed unsure of herself, sitting naked at the table as I was still dressed in my evening outfit. After a moment, she started to cover up her breasts. I walked to her and put her arms to the side. "There will be no modesty in this house. That is part of what you agreed to. The only modesty you're allowed is a closed door when you have to use the restroom. Is that understood?"
