Today is the day I am interviewing 3 young girls who have applied to my post, Position Offered - Live in Trainee Slave.
I had 11 applicants, including 2 boys whom I interviewed last week.
I sent each an application form with the very basic list of tick boxes and a big space at the bottom for their own views and thoughts.
The 6 applicants who did not make it were only discounted as they filled quite a lot in to the views and thoughts and we all know a true slave has only the views and thoughts of their current Master.
I had not given them the news of their failure in getting an interview as yet, I may get pleasure in looking at one or two later.
The add simply read;
A position has arisen for a live in slave to tend to myself and my wife's every need.
This will be a 3 month training course at the end of which they will be transferred to a new Master on a more permanent position.
For an application form please email donbrown.
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I had decided to interview in a hotel a few miles from home where we took a junior family suite of rooms for the weekend, mainly for our own security as we all know the world has its fair share of odd folk and showing where I lived was never going to be an option to the failed applicants.
I had also decided to have all 3 meet at the same time and put aside the whole weekend for their interviews.
Kia and I arrived in the afternoon and found our rooms just perfect.
A master suite, a room with 2 single beds, a lounge area and bathroom with shower and bath.
We took an early dinner then went to the coffee lounge to await our 3 guests.
It had been some years since we had a live in trainee and I always said when the children had flown the nest we would train more.
Kia had nodded to my decision as she had been such a trainee at my parent's house. She had been sent by her father who was a devout Baptist and believed, until his death, that girls should be brought up to serve.
I often remember her being spanked or belted by my father for the simplest of things, mother got the same from him too for that matter. I remember peeping through the crack of their bedroom door and watch as she served my parents for all their needs and saw father spanking her as she went about her business.
To me she was just the house slave, one of many I had through my younger life. I took little notice of any of them till I was mid teens and certain things made a funny stirring below.
On my 18th birthday father gave me a belt and the use of the slaves. He told me it was my duty to keep them on the straight and narrow and do with them as I wished. I took full advantage. When I was home alone with them, any excuse I got they were naked and over the kitchen table for a belting. They would then bathe and dry me taking particular notice of my still growing cock.
I fondly remember Kia and mine first "Thing" we had, she was bared over the table for some misdemeanour and father was taking off his belt to her. He gave her 10 or so rather hard cuts and I saw her move as to get up, which warranted a caning. I jumped up and held her hands tightly, she looked at me with tears flooding from her eyes and gave me a smile.
I ended up taking her place and she still got 10 of fathers junior cane the one he also used on my 2 sisters.
We were both over 21 and made love that very day, each soothing the others bottoms and both moved out when her years agreement was up.
My father forgave us both and we married that year with his blessing and the house we now live in as wedding present.
Kia never ever had an opinion on anything. In all the years we have been together she has never once been belted for her lip!
My plan was actually to keep the trainee if she was good enough, not as a replacement for my wife, more to give her a bit easier time now we are middle to late age in our 50s
All three girls were sitting in different places, all with their small overnight bags and all oblivious of each other, how the next few days would change that.
The Interview - Don Brown 2017 Part 2
All three girls were sitting in different places, all with their small overnight bags and all oblivious of each other, how the next few days would change that.
As we walked into the coffee lounge all three pairs of eyes were fixed on us. I looked at them all and said, "Come"
They followed Kia and I to our rooms and I lined them up in front of the 2 chairs and footstool I had set up in the lounge area.
Kia sat with her eyes fixed on me, as her early training had taught her and I spoke to the girls.
It was essential I discovered their obedience at our first meeting.
"Put your bags down behind you and strip."
Each immediately followed my command and within a minute all were naked in front of us.
I took a marker pen from the table between Kia and I, and walked to the girl on the left, "What is your name?"
"Alice Sir."
I took her left nipple and stretched her tit taught and wrote a capital 'A' on it.
"Name"
"Indigo Sir."
As before a capital 'I' was duly printed on her more than ample left tit.
"Name"
"Toni."
I pulled the footstool towards me, put my left foot up upon it, took the girl roughly by her left nipple, squeezing it very tightly pulling her over my raised knee. I transferred 20 really hard slaps at the top of each leg.
She was soon in floods of tears but never moved off the spot she was put on.
I stood her up and tears flowed like streams from her eyes, I waited till she was just sniffling.
"Pass your knickers to me girl"
She reached behind and took them off her case and passed them to me. I wiped her left tit dry of the tears and added a capital 'T', "That will be T for Trouble.
"Do you know why the tops of your legs were slapped T?"
"Please Sir should I have called you Sir?"
I nodded.
"Now tell me T what is the difference between you and your two fellow applicants?"
T looked carefully and dropped her head, Please Sir, Sir, is it my titties are a lot smaller?"
Kia nearly fell off her chair and the other 2 chuckled, she would normally have been straight over my knee again but I gave her innocence the benefit of the doubt.
"No T, look where their hands are."
"Oh sorry Sir, my daddy had me have them by the side of my legs when undressed for a spanking, he said hardly worth covering my titties and never ever thought of putting them behind my head Sir.
Everyone chuckled again, "Hands behind your head, titties stuck out and get back in line girl."
I sat back down and waited till all were composed.
"Let me assure you that anytime during this weekend or for the lucky applicant any time through training, you may ask to leave.