The phone rang, waking me from a deep sleep. "Hello", I mumbled – half tempted to curse the caller on the other end of the line. Looking over at the clock, I saw that it was 1 AM and I had just barely gotten an hour and a half of sleep.
"Wake up, pet – and be up here in a half hour. I want you wearing that thong pouch that I bought you and nothing else when you get here. I expect to find that plug is still in your ass and you had better be clean! Understand?"
"Yes, Ma'am" I responded, in a more awake voice.
My Mistress Nikki lived in the same high-rise apartment building , just 7 floors above me. It was quite convenient that She had found me this apartment, though. Especially given Her recent tendency toward calling me at Her whim to come to Her to perform some service or another. I began wondering what Her needs were at this hour.
The thing is, I had just left Her apartment less than two hours ago. She had spent several hours using me in Her playroom. After I had made sure that She had gotten all of the pleasure that She had needed this evening, She commanded me to get on my hands and knees and inserted a "medium" sized plug in my ass. She had teased me with it before sticking it in me – having me lubricate it in my mouth. I'd guess that it was about 4" long and about an inch and a half at it's widest. I winced and cried out a little as She pushed it deep into me – I guess that I didn't lube it as well as I should have. As She sent me out the door, She told me to keep it in there because in the future I'd be happy that my ass was properly trained.
I quickly showered, with only enough time for a quick lather and a careful once over with the razor over my pubic stubble. Mistress required that I keep my cock clean shaven so that She wouldn't have to worry about any of my dirty hairs in case She wanted to let me put my cock in Her mouth. She had scolded me earlier in the evening for not being smooth. I didn't need that punishment again.
I pulled the thong pouch over my hips and threw on a pair of nylon running pants, a t-shirt, and running shoes. Grabbing my keys, I bolted out the door and up the 7 flights of steps to Her apartment. I let myself in and slipped into the bathroom down the hall to remove my shirt, pants and shoes. I reached back to adjust the plug in my ass and then walked across the hall to Her playroom. I let myself in, went to my spot, kneeled down with my back to the door. I placed my hands behind my back and looked toward the floor as I had been taught while I waited for her entrance. I had made it with 2 minutes to spare.
"What a good pet!" Mistress Nikki exclaimed as She entered the playroom shortly after I took my place. I could tell from the sound of the footsteps behind me that Mistress Nikki had a visitor with her. Mistress Nikki continued talking, but not addressing me. "Tonight, I will show you the value of having a well trained slutboy. I'm sure that You will find that they can be quite useful." She raked her fingernails up my spine as she spoke, her touch sending a shiver through my body and causing my cock to twitch in it's pouch.
Mistress walked around so that she was in front of me and I could see from the pair of legs that accompanied Her that Her companion was female. She then introduced me, in a way – "pet, this is Miss Lisa. I am training her to be a Domme. I wanted her to meet you so that she could see the product of consistent discipline on a serving man." A small smile spread over my lips at her compliment.
Mistress went on to explain to Her student. "pet here has been under my direction for several months. In the beginning, he was somewhat resistant to My dominance, but he came to learn that I fairly reward his good behavior as well as sternly punish him when he drifts. When I felt that he was sufficiently trained, I rented him an apartment in this building so that he could be here quickly whenever I desired. My point is, that with consistent guidance, You can develop a willing slut boy for your own enjoyment. Now, let me begin with the demonstration."
I heard Her walk across the room toward her toy cabinet and heard her remove a number of items from the cabinet and place them on the table beside the couch. She then returned to where I was kneeling and stood in front of me. She carefully slid a black leather hood over my head which covered my eyes, but only came as low as the tip of my nose, allowing me to breathe easily and keeping my mouth and jaw unrestricted. Mistress hadn't used the hood since I had moved into the apartment, so I was wondering what was going on.
She left me for a moment and I heard the sound of Velcro being pressed together once, and then another time a few minutes later. In the time that passed between the Velcro sounds, I heard Mistress explain to Miss Lisa that she found that in the beginning of my training it was better for me if I could not see what was going on around me because I was less resistant to Her if I did not know what to expect. The blindfold also provided Her with additional control because it deprived me of seeing what was coming next.
I then felt Mistress wrapping a wide belt around my waist and buckling it behind me. Next, she wrapped my collar around my neck and buckled it, then I heard the familiar metallic sound of the leash as she clipped it on to the collar. Mistress swatted my ass once with her crop and commanded, "Come pet, we're going for a walk." I lowered my hands to the floor and crawled forward as She led me.
Her next command was "Sit pet!" and I responded by lowering my ass to my heels and lifting my hands from the floor so that I was in a kneeling position, but sitting on my calves. Mistress explained, "This is a good training drill for a new submissive in training. By teaching Your pet to respond to Your basic commands, You condition him to obey. Eventually, he learns that no matter what it is that You tell him, he must comply. Let me show You."
