Part 33: Educating the Dominant, Testing the Slave.
Carlos sat at the dining room table and was introduced to Andre and Thomas. Then Devon began to brief the trainers. "OK, we had Crystal in the Kitchen this morning, and as usual, she had the music going." This was met with chuckles from the trainers. "Geneva is still hung up on applied deep throat. Thomas, I'm stepping in for her next class."
"Right Devon, I've held off trying to distract her." Thomas admitted. "I know that approach works best with a trainer change. Should I cancel her class this afternoon and send her elsewhere? Perhaps to orgasm denial training?"
Devon shook his head. "Thomas, I want to go ahead and have Geneva in Oral Arts this afternoon. We have Diane in Ballet three with Rebecca. Start to let her know she's ready to be tested, and give her a hint of what she'll be expected to do for Ballet finals."
"Got it Devon." Rebecca said between hasty bites of food.
"Suzanne is headed home again in the morning, and Theo is due in a few more days. I think Dominique is enjoying his attentions right now, and is hesitant to give him up for a month or two."
Andre smiled. "Am I to gather that he's suitable endowed?"
"I have no idea, but she keeps putting his training off, so I'm assuming she's enjoying his company." Devon admitted with a knowing grin.
"Probably hung like a horse." Rebecca said as she reached for her glass.
"Carlos, you'll be with me at first, and then we'll pass you on. We can't expect you to become a trainer in a couple weeks, or even a month. What we can do is teach you the subtleties of dominance, and submission, and understanding the roles of each. We can teach you to learn to read the submissive, and know when you're reaching the limit with them." Devon said.
"To prevent another accident?" Carlos asked.
"That too, certainly." Devon said. "You'll watch some classes, and then discuss the classes with the trainers. To see what subtle tells the trainers look for."
"Send him to Ballet." Ann offered. "If nothing else, it will do Diane good to be used as a teaching aide for Carlos."
"Actually, I plan on using Carlos to help me get Geneva past her Deep throat issue on station ten." Devon said. "It will do them both good to have him there."
After lunch Devon sat on the edge of his desk. "This will only take a few minutes really." He shifted and said. "Forgive me Carlos, but I don't intend to insult your manhood here. What I am going to say is we can improve your performance as well."
"My performance?"
"Yes." Devon said. "I'd like to try and extend your sexual skills, to better understand the woman's anatomy, I presume your Hetero only by the way."
"Yes." Carlos said uncomfortably.
"Then I'd like to train you to last longer in sex, and teach you the woman's erogenous zones, it will make it easier to torment them." Devon said.
Carlos looked at Devon and obviously clenched his jaw for a moment. Then he forced the words from his mouth, it was obvious that he was straining to get the words past his tight jaw. "I've never had any complaints about my fucking."
Devon nodded. "I'm sure you are quite adequate out there, perhaps even above average. Here, it is as if you went from High School to a Graduate student program, skipping the college as it were." Devon softened visibly. "Trust me in this my friend, we have much to teach, and you'll learn a great deal. Pride is something a Dominant must have, but he must not allow that pride to direct him towards foolish positions."
Carlos was now openly glaring at Devon. As he opened his mouth to speak Devon interrupted him. "I read a book once, where the head of a New York investment house took a position that appeared to be sound and wise. In another day, it became apparent that financial position was not sound, nor wise. The man in question stayed the course, instead of admitting his error. He didn't want to look like a pussy if you get my point."
Carlos continued glaring and again opened his mouth to speak. Devon again cut him off. "So instead of looking like a pussy for changing his mind so soon, in another two days, he looked like an ass for refusing to admit the truth and save his company, his investors money." Devon shrugged. "I'm sure you have a similar story from your work, where someone publicly took a position, one that looked good at the time, only to find it was absolutely wrong later."
Carlos relented somewhat. "As a matter of fact, my Father. He invested money in a copper mine in Bolivia, and after a year's operations, production was well below what was expected, or even the minimum required to meet operating expenses. The quarterly stock reports demanded payment, at roughly a dollar and a half per share. With the million shares of stock we held, that came to a hefty sum of money. We had to pay of course, but instead of selling the stock, Dad held on to it for another six months. We had to pay that amount twice more before we abandoned it. It was a substantial loss for us all the way around."
"Sometimes we make a decision, one that looks good, and sometimes we regret that decision later. I've made mistakes as well, and I'm not going to bore you with the details. The trick is to honestly admit that you might have made a mistake, and aren't perfect." Devon said.
Carlos nodded his head. "I am the student, you are the Master, is that it?"
Devon shrugged. "I prefer teacher, or trainer. I'm here to take your natural gifts, and help you make the most of them." He stood and said. "Come on, I'll give you a demonstration of the symbiotic relationship that is a good Master/Slave example."
Carlos followed him expecting to follow him to Ballet. Instead Devon stepped inside a dark room and flicked the lights on as he entered. He walked to a shelf and ran his eyes over the assorted dildo's and vibrators. He selected one and then turned and said. "This should do the trick."
Carlos followed Devon to another room, where Jeannette had said Oral Arts were trained. Inside Thomas was teaching a woman who must be Geneva. Devon said. "Forgive the interruption Thomas, how is Geneva doing at station ten?"
"Still having trouble Devon." Thomas admitted gesturing to the screen.
Devon glanced at it and said. "Carlos is here to observe and learn Geneva, and I thought you might enjoy having him watch you."
Geneva said. "Yes Master."
"Carlos, Geneva is a rather unusual slave. She likes to be humiliated, degraded. But she also loves to serve." Devon said as he knelt behind and slightly to one side of Geneva. "She's having a little trouble with station ten. It requires a deep throat, and she's got the probe, but can't seem to adjust to this size."
Geneva hung her head in apparent shame. "Master, I'm trying. I'll get it."
"I know." Devon said softly. "I know you will, because you're a great slave."
