*First I would like to thank everyone who read part one and enjoyed it. I appreciated reading your comments. I am terribly sorry that it has taken me this long to write another part, there was a lot going on in my personal life. I do hope you enjoy this next part and I shall do my best to write more until the story is finished. I may even tell Jonathan and Garret's story someday!*
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Jonathan let the hot water run down his back and relaxed in the warmth, his eyes closed. Today would be day one of training for Anna. He had texted Garret last night to tell him he was invited to dinner next week and promised him some excellent entertainment. Garret told him to have fun with training. Jonathan sighed and turned off the water, then grabbed a towel to dry off. Today he would dress as finely as he did at the auction, suit pants and dress shirt, and see how well his little submissive could handle being naked for the whole day.
After dressing he drummed his knuckles against her bedroom door until he heard her sleepily murmur that she was awake.
"Breakfast is in thirty minutes, sweetling. Don't keep me waiting."
He chuckled as he heard the sheets shuffle and her footsteps pitter-patter quickly into the bathroom.
Jonathan timed her, and at almost thirty minutes on the dot she walked into the kitchen, damp hair clinging to her neck.
"Have a seat," he gestured and set down a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast for her. He took the seat next to her and helped himself to his plate. "Sleep well?"
"I did after I was able to fall asleep."
"Too excited to sleep, hmm?"
Anna blushed and said nothing as she ate.
Jonathan grinned behind the cover of his glass, oh today would be a delight. He let her eat in silence, patiently planning and content to be in her presence. The minute she finished eating, he spoke.
"Go to my study and strip. Wait for me, kneeling like I taught you, on the pad in the middle of the room."
She looked at him with an incredulous expression on her face.
Jonathan leaned forward onto his elbows and raised an eyebrow. "Do I need to repeat myself, pet?"
"No, Sir!" Anna squeaked as she jumped off and hurried out of the kitchen.
Jonathan chuckled and resumed his breakfast, slowly, taking the time to really taste every bite. He took their dirty dishes and meticulously stacked them in the dishwasher, he wanted to make her wait and anticipate when he would walk through that door. With the grace of a cat, he silently walked up the stairs, knowing just where to step to not make a sound. He paused outside the closed door of his study, waiting just a few breaths more, then pushed it open.
What he saw pleased him, mostly.
Anna was kneeling just as she had been taught and that fact is what pleased him, that she was still wearing her bra and panties did not.
"When I say strip I mean everything, pet," Jonathan said as he strode into the room to stand before her. His voice was gentle, yet pitched to sound menacing.
Anna fidgeted uncomfortably but made no move to undress.
Jonathan sighed and walked behind her. With one hand he quickly unsnapped her bra clasp and drew the garment down her arms. She was completely topless before she could register what had happened. Jonathan took her chin in his hand and made her look up at him.
"Shall I remove the rest as well?"
Anna quickly stood to remove her panties then dropped back down into her kneeling position.
"Good girl. Though I'm afraid this time I'll have to remember your indiscretion. But, it can wait for now." He smirked as she shivered slightly. "My rules are very simple, pet. Obey and you will be rewarded. Please me, and in return you will know such pleasure, I promise you that. Now, up on your feet, I have a few positions to teach you today."
Her eyes widened as he lightly tapped her bottom with a crop that she had not seen him retrieve. She stood and felt very awkward that she was completely naked as he was fully clothed, she didn't know where to put her hands.
Jonathan soon fixed that.
"Feet apart, hip width," he tapped her thigh with the crop. "Arms folded behind your head, elbows out. When I tell you to be ready for inspection, this is the position you will go to. No, no sweetling, keep those elbows out. Don't try to hide. You see, in this position you are completely exposed." He stepped closer to her, his clothes just barely brushing against her skin. "Look up," he whispered in her ear.
Anna looked up to the ceiling above her. Her brow wrinkled for a moment as she slightly frowned in confusion, not seeing anything important.
"You see that hook anchored in the beam?"
"Yes, Sir." Her frown disappeared as she located the hook blending in with the wooden beam on the ceiling. She could see the bolts securing it to the beam and the hook itself was quite thick.
"If you try to hide yourself I will tie your hands with rope and suspend you from that hook. Just far enough so that your toes barely touch the floor," he continued in a low, calm voice. "No part of you will be hidden then, and I may do as I please. Your entire body, spread out for my pleasure."
Anna's breath hitched as he spoke, she couldn't take her eyes off the hook.
His chuckle so close to her ear startled her and she brought her gaze back down. He was still standing very close to her, barely touching, his breath hot on her neck. She shivered as he brushed the back of his fingers down her naked back.
"Now then," he murmured, "let's move to the next position, shall we?"
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Anna sank back down to her knees a bit out of breath after, basically, being put through her paces. Jonathan had taught her a few more positions she needed to learn for various circumstances. Attend, wait, face down, wall, and present to name a few. Present was the hardest for her as she had to utterly expose herself to him, her cheeks were bright red every time he made her perform it. He had made her demonstrate them for him over and over until he was satisfied she performed them correctly.
Jonathan sank down into a black armchair that was set against the wall, facing her. He had one more lesson to teach.
"Come here," he said as he set the crop down on a small end table.
Anna stood and went over to him as bidden, she did her best to keep her hands at her side and not cover herself.
"Lay face down, across my lap," he ordered. When she hesitated he raised an eyebrow. "You haven't forgotten your earlier disobedience, have you?"
Anna took a deep breath. "No, Sir." She braced herself on the chair arm and gently lowered herself onto his lap. Jonathan helped her find the right position. Her knees rested on the chair beside him and her head dangled on the other side, cheek pressed against the soft chair. Her pert bottom exposed.
He palmed one cheek with his warm hand and kneaded the soft flesh. He was very pleased with her ass and very much looked forward to playing with it. Jonathan traced the cleft where her cheek met her thigh and she wiggled a little on his lap. Oh, this would be fun.
