Chapter Five
It took me 16 hours and 45 minutes in total to finish. After I finished at 10:10 p.m., I got ready for bed and passed out about 10:30. I had plans to sleep in, but my wife's alarm went off at 5 a.m. She rolled over, kissed me, and told me that I had homework to finish. "Get up, get ready, have some breakfast, and get back to your homework by 5:30. You will be working on it until it is completed."
At 12:13pm I finished the last question and hit submit. I was tired, but at the same I felt accomplished. Miss Diana was so nice and encouraging the whole time. Only interrupting me to tell me that I was doing a good job. To hang in there because it will help design my training program. It felt so good.
I got up and stretched. My wife walks in with cell phone and hands it it me. "Miss Diana would like to say hello."
"Oh okay." I take the phone from my wife. "Hello Miss Diana!"
"Oh hello Ben. Congratulations on finishing your survey. You did very well. I was looking over your answers as you answered them. I've learned so much about you already, and the way you think. Now, I want you take until 1pm for yourself. You and Samantha are going to leave the house at 1pm, and come to meet me for a late lunch. You must be so hungry, you haven't eating since 5:30 this morning. You may have a small snack, but don't spoil your lunch. I can't wait to see you."
"Thank you Miss Diana. I can't wait to have lunch with you."
"Goodbye Ben."
"Goodbye Miss Diana."
I hand the phone back to my wife. I go to the kitchen and get some Doritos and a drink. I am really mentally drained. I really thought about every answer, and I was as truthful and complete as possible. I am also very sexually aroused. All those different scenarios had me thinking about how it would feel to have those things done to me. And now that I have contact with an actual Dom, I kept thinking, will Miss Diana do this to me?
I grab a glass of water, and decide to lay on the couch and relax. I turn on the TV. The next thing I know, my wife is yelling at me. "Ben, wake up, we're going to be late." I look over at the clock and it's 12:48. "Ben, you need to put on something nicer. Go put on a pair of slacks, and a polo shirt, you can't wear that t-shirt and those cargo shorts to see Miss Diana. Now hurry up and get ready."
I head upstairs, grab my slacks, and a polo and put them on, along with my pair of Vans. I stop at the bathroom on the way out to the garage. My wife is sitting in the car ready to go. I climb in the passenger seat. Normally I would drive, but not today.
"You probably would have slept all afternoon if I didn't wake you. We are definitely going to be late." I look at the clock in the car and it says 1:06pm. We are def late.
"Where are we going for lunch?"
"Oh, we will be joining Miss Diana at Butler's place. You met Butler last night. He is cooking. He's a trained chef, and has worked all over the world. Whatever he's making will be wonderful. I assure you that. He's cooked for me on several occasions, and the food is always spot on."
Apparently my wife has been living a second life. I smile to myself. She's never talked about Miss Diana before, but has apparently known her for quite some. Enough time to have have hung out, and even had meals served to her by her butler. Wait, her butler's name is Butler? I wonder if that's just what she calls him.
We arrive at a beautiful condo building on the lake. Butler lives in the penthouse. We take the elevator up. There is 1 door in the elevator lobby. We ring the bell and Miss Diana answers the door. "You two are late. I expected you here about 10 min ago." She then looks at me. "Position 2, Ben."
I quickly drop to my knees with hands crossed behind my back.
"Yeah, Ben must have been very tired after all that hard work on the survey. He sat on the couch to relax and watch some TV and immediately fell asleep. He would have slept all afternoon if I hadn't woken him up."
Miss Diana looks back at me. "Punctuality is important. No matter the circumstances, tardiness will not be tolerated. You will be punished."
Miss Diana takes 2 steps toward me, and extends her hand. "Greet."
I reach up and take Miss Diana's hand in mine. I kiss her hand softly. " Good afternoon Miss Diana. Thank you for inviting us to lunch. We are happy to be your guests today. Please forgive our tardiness, I will try to make it up to you." I lean down and kiss miss Diana's hand again. She pulls her hand away, and I return to Position 2.
"Oh, don't worry dear. You will make it up to me. As I said, you will be punished. You owe me 10 minutes of time for your tardiness along with 10 minutes of time for causing you lovely wife here to be late. If I remember correctly you owe me 5 minutes from yesterday, so that's 25 minutes of you time that owe me."
I look down towards the floor. I'm feeling sorry for myself now. "Yes Miss Diana. I am sorry."
Miss Diana looks at my wife. "I'm so sorry I've been ignoring you. I do not believe in letting bad behavior linger. It must addresses it immediately." She leans over and hugs Samatha, and kisses her on both cheeks- very European.
"Well, please do come in. Ben you may come too. Butler has poured us all drinks, and prepared us some hors d'oeuvres. Ben, you can sit there."
We walk into a beautiful 2 story lofted penthouse. Very modern with marble floors. The kitchen is a chefs kitten for sure. Just off the main living area. I am told to sit in chair across from the couch, and my favorite drink of Jack and Ginger is on the coffee table in front of me. My wife has a Chardonnay, and Miss Diana is drinking a red wine. Butler is cooking in the kitchen. I can tell from here that he has major knife skills.
My wife and Miss Diana sit on the couch across from me. Miss Diana looks at me "before we settle into small talk and then lunch, I want to address your tardiness one more time." I almost roll my eyes, but stop before I do. "Do not roll your eyes at me young man." Okay, maybe I didn't catch myself in time. But I thought this was already addressed, and that I was going to somehow be punished. Now we have to talk about it again? I suddenly feel like a child.
"Put your drink down now. And go stand in that corner. You have lost your privilege to talk with us before lunch."
Wait, what. Now I'm and being treated like a kid. I head over to the corner of the room and stand in the Wait Position like I did the other night when I was serving dinner. "No sir, you are being punished. That means that you stand in the corner facing the wall with your nose touching the corner."
I turn around and face the corner. "Ben, please look at me for a second." I slowly turn my head. "When I give you a command you are to acknowledge it by saying yes Miss Diana. Do you understand?"
"Yes Miss Diana."
"Good, now turn around and face the corner. And put your hands on your head." Miss Diana yells from across the room.
"Yes Miss Diana."
"Now to continue what I was about to say before I was rudely interrupted with the rolling of your eyes." Miss Diana has has risen from her seat on the couch and has crossed the room. "I would like address this tardiness. Usually, immediate punishment would have been issued for any infractions- just like your corner-time now. However, I did not want to disrupt our time together this afternoon so I was going postpone it until after lunch. We'll be eating in about 20 minutes. You will remain the corner until lunch is served. After lunch we will address your punishment for your 25 minutes of tardiness today. Understood?"
"Yes Miss Diana."
Spending time in a corner staring at a wall is an interesting thing. At first I am pissed that I am being made to stand here. I hate Miss Diana in this moment. I am even more mad because Miss Diana is doubling my time of being late for lunch because my wife was with me. That's not fair. Now I'm frustrated. My wife and I were together, and only 10 min late. Actually, we were only 6 min late, and Miss Diana rounded up. It's not like Miss Diana had to wait 30 min, she only had to 10... no, 6 minutes. The more I stand there, the more I think. Then I start seeing it from Miss Diana'a side. Miss Diana was nice enough to invite us to lunch. I fell asleep and was late. I changed the schedule, and that wasn't fair to Miss Diana. Now I feel sorry.
"Ben, it's time for lunch. You can come out of the corner now."
Wow, 20 minutes has gone by already. I can't believe it. So much thinking. I turn out of the corner. I want to run over to Miss Diana and apologize. But before I can make my way across the room Miss Diana says "stop where you are. After a punishment, I expect a proper apology. You will now learn a new position. This position is called Punish. When your punishment is over, you will assume the Punish Position. I will then acknowledge you, and you will say a proper apology. At the end of your apology, I will forgive you. You will kneel down and kiss each foot, and then assume Position 1. I will release you from Position 1 when I am ready, and your punishment will be considered over."
Shit. I've been in the corner for 20 min and apparently my punishment is only half over.
"Now to teach you the Punish Position. First stand with your feet at shoulder width. Now squat down with your knees spread. You will need to spread your knees wide so that you can balance." As I squat down I slightly lose my balance and have to touch the floor in front of me. "You will notice that you are on the balls if you feet. Get your balance or you will fall during the next part. Now, put your hands behind your neck and interlock your fingers." I am getting very shaky now. "Now push your chest out. Very good. You will now maintain this position. I can see you shaking already. You will learn to hold this over time. If you fall, you are to immediately get back into position. Understand!"
"Yes, Miss Diana."