Pleasure Not Pain Ch 02

Disclaimer: This story deals with BOTH consensual and non-consensual sex. Namely dominance and submission in various forms. If this offends you, you need to look elsewhere.

Second Disclaimer: This story is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or deceased, is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 2

(First date thru first training session)

I arrived a bit early, on Wednesday, for our first REAL date. I am always a bit apprehensive about this meeting. There is always the possibility of a problem occurring with the first hypnosis and the post hypnotic suggestions. My fears were laid to rest when Barbie showed up, right on time.

I, once again, met her at her car and opened her door. She was quite excited.

Barbie said," WOW! The pleasure, Friday night was incredible. I usually only come once or twice from having sex. But, I've never cum four times in a row just from masturbating." And then, with a sort of guilty look on he face she added, "Can you do that to me again, tonight?"

"Certainly, Barbara..."

"About that," she interrupted, "I've been thinking about it and I guess it would be alright if my master calls me Barbie. But only if it's you, Master."

I smiled. "Alright then, Barbie, and I'll try not to over use it."

With that, Barbie smiled.

"As I took Barbie's hand to help her out of the car, I said, "We still have some time before we need to leave on our date. How about we talk a short walk on one of the trails here?"

"That would be nice," she said.

After walking a short distance I said, "Is tomorrow a work day for you?"

"Yes," Barbie said.

"Then I will have to modify the post-hypnotic suggestion so as to not make you late for work. Causing you to lose your job would be very bad, especially this early on in the relationship."

Barbie kissed me on the cheek and said, "How thoughtful of you, Master. I doubt any other Dom would have ever considered my needs in his training me."

"Would you like me to hypnotize you now and take care of it?"

"Do we have time?" she asked.

"Yes. It shouldn't take much time."

"OK," she said.

"Very well then. You should sit down... Over on that tree stump should be fine."

Once Barbie had sat down I said, "The dream ship is docking."

Barbie's eyes closed and she started to slump. I took hold of her shoulder to support her.

"Tonight, Barbie, after you awake from your trance, I'm going to give you a few rules for when we are together. Following these rules will not embarrass you. In fact, following them will help you feel more submissive. By that I mean it will cause you feel like you want to do more to please me. Nod if you understand."

Barbie nodded.

"And, when you get back inside your place tonight, you will once again lock the door. Then you will immediately strip off all your clothes and walk naked to your bedroom. Nod if you understand."

Again, Barbie nodded.

"What time do you normally have your alarm clock wake you for work in the mornings?" I asked.

In her dreamy trance voice, Barbie answered, "6:30."

"Tonight, you will set it to wake you at 6:00. Nod if you understand."

Once again, Barbie nodded.

"After you've set your alarm, you will lie down and start to masturbate, all the while fantasizing about being sexually dominated by master. Nod if you understand."

Yet again, Barbie nodded.

"You will continue to masturbate until you have cum 3 times. At this point, you will drift off to sleep and dream, again, of being sexually dominated by master. Nod if you understand."

Barbie nodded.

"Now, when your alarm goes off, you will wake up and shut it off. Then, because you are so horny, you will masturbate again, until you cum one time. Then you will be satisfied and you will get up. You will get cleaned up, dressed and do what you need to do to make it to work on time. Nod if you understand."

And again, Barbie nodded.

"Very good."

I let her shiver of pleasure pass, then added, "And when you get up, you will simply know that you want to do just what we will discuss for this Friday night. Nod if you understand."

Barbie nodded.

"One final thing. Should any of your friends, family or anyone else show up and try to come into your place, This post hypnotic command will not take effect until after they leave. Nod if you understand."

One final time, Barbie nodded.

"On the count of 3, you will wake up, relaxed and refreshed. 1. 2. 3. Wake up."

"Thank you, Master," Barbie said as she smiled.

"Before we head out tonight, there are a few rules I will give you to follow. They will allow you to submit, in public, without personal embarrassment."

This brought a curious look of concern to Barbie's face. But, she waited for me to continue.

"First, when we are together, I will assist you in the taking off, or the putting on of all clothing. The only exceptions are if someone else offers to help you off, or on, with your hat and coat. And, you may remove, or put on your gloves on your own. So far, so good?"

Barbie nodded, still somewhat worried.

"Second. You will wait for me to open doors for you. Unless, of course someone else opens them first. This means, if I don't open a car door to let you out, you will need to stay inside the car until I open it. Is that understood?"

"I guess so," Barbie said.

"Next, when we are walking in public, I will expect you to take my arm..."

"How gallant of you," Barbie interjected.

"Yes. To the public it will simply look like I am being chivalrous. Only you and I will know that it is my way of secretly dominating you."

Barbie stood, took my arm, slyly smiled and said, "I like that idea. Dominating me in secret, that is."

I kissed her. She giggled softly.

"Next, when we get anything to eat or drink, you will allow me to order for you. You may tell me what you want, but I will order it for you."

"Okay," Barbie said pensively.

"In situation like tonight, you can openly say something like, 'Honey, can you get me a box of popcorn?' or, ' Baby, can you get us some Raisinettes?' or things like that, but you will allow me to place the actual order, alright?"

With that Barbie hugged my arm and said, "That way it will simply look like we are on a date and you're treating me. Right?"

"Right."

I thought, for a moment, and remembered one last thing.

"There is one more thing, for now. Whenever we are riding in a car together, and I am driving, you will ride with your arms secured under the lap belt and you will wait for me to buckle, or unbuckle, you. Understood?"

Barbie said (with a slightly worried look on her face), "Sounds a little kinky."

"I will, of course, do my best to avoid situations where someone else would attempt to open the door while you are buckled in this way. So as to not openly embarrass you."

"Thank you for not wanting to, openly, embarrass me," Barbie said (still looking concerned).

"You can always feign needing help with the buckle, or trying to fix your dress, skirt, pants or top should things accidentally happen."

Barbie replied, "Well, things CAN happen, I guess."

"Are these rules acceptable to you?"

Barbie said, "I can still back out later if I change my mind, right?"

"You will ALWAYS have the option of discontinuing our relationship. As will I."

With that Barbie shivered, slightly. Then she hugged my arm tightly and said, "Alright. I accept your terms, Master."

"Good girl."

Barbie shivered again. This time, with pleasure.

On the way back to my car, I said, "In order to give us something to talk about, at dinner, how about we see the movie first."

"Alright, Master, what movie shall we see?"

"This might sound a little backwards, but in order to define our choice of movies, what would you like to eat?"

This brought a questioning look to Barbie's face, so I continued, "If you tell me what you'd like to eat, we can figure out which movie theaters are nearby so as not to have to wait unusually long for our food."

"Oh, " Barbie exclaimed. "I see. Well, in that case, I'm fine with burgers, as long as I can have some snacks at the movie."

"Of course, my pet. Do you have a favorite 'burger joint'?"

"Is Hardee's alright with you, Master?"

"Hardee's is fine. In that case I now know what theater we can go to, I will allow you to pick the movie, when we get there."

"Thank you, Master."

...

After watching a very funny movie, We went to Hardee's. Barbie and I stood back from the counter. Barbie played shy, whispering her order in my ear.

"That's fine dear. Why don't you find us a quiet place to sit while I order."

With that, Barbie smiled, kissed my cheek, and went to secure the back booth for us.

I told the cashier, "We'll take 2 number 3 combos with curly fries. Large sized, please."

I paid for our food, got us our drinks, and made my way back to the booth where Barbie was waiting.

"So, did you enjoy the movie?" I started.

"Yes! And... the company. I've gone to movies solo recently. It's not as fun," Barbie said, looking a little sad.

By then our food arrived.

As we started eating, I quickly glance around to see who might be within earshot. Then I said, "Would you like to take this relationship to the next level?"

"You mean?!?" Barbie said.

I quickly held my finger up to my lips to let her know to keep her voice down.

"If you would like, I can come over, this Friday and 'cook' for us," I said giving Barbie a wink and a big grin.

Barbie hugged my neck and whispered in my ear, "I would LOVE that, MASTER!"

"We can discuss most of the details away from public eyes and ears. But first, I need to know a little bit about your place. Is it a house? Or an apartment?"

"It's a bungalow. A house. Just in close quarters with the neighbors."

"Alright. Do you have a doorbell? Or do I knock?"

"I have a doorbell. But, why do you ask?"

"I'll get to that in a moment. Driveway? Or street parking?"

"Oh, I have a driveway... And a garage I can open for you."

"Perhaps after a bit," I said. "Does the driveway lead to the back door? Or just the front?"

Barbie looked at me a bit confused. So, before she could ask, I explained, "I prefer to bring everything I need with me for the first time. So, I am wanting to know if I will have to set them down someplace away from the neighbors eyes or if I need to have the groceries 'and such' all bagged together."

I lightly squeezed Barbie's hand when I said "and such".

The light bulb went on for Barbie and she said, "Oh... Now I see. The driveway comes around back of the house. I usually bring my groceries in the back door. It's the closest one to the kitchen."

"Okay. The back door. Does that open directly into the kitchen?"

"No. It opens into a short hall between the kitchen and laundry room."

"That's good. Do you normally do your laundry on weekends?"

Another confused look from Barbie.

"If you do, I can give you a hand with it. After all, It be right for me to take up all your weekend and leave you with no clothes to wear for work on Monday."

"Thank you, honey!" Barbie said as some people walk by, "I would really appreciate that."

"One more question. Does your back door have a peep hole in it or a window?"

"A peep hole. Both front and back doors have them."

The rest of our dinner was mostly small talk and eating. On the way back to her car, we started talking details for the weekend.

"When you get home from work, Friday, I need you to do a few things for me. In preparation for my arrival and our first training session."

""Okay..." Barbie said, pensively.

"When you get home, the first thing you'll need to do is lock your door. Next, take off all your clothes, fold them up and stack them somewhere near the door. Then, go get your bathrobe and bring it to The back hallway. Hang it up where you can easily get to it, if needed. Then you can go about closing drapes and curtains. After that, you can go about getting the house, and yourself, ready for my arrival. We will need clean plates and silverware and I will need a clean stove in order to cook dinner."

"Can I contribute any thing?" Barbie asked.

"If you would like wine, a nice red wine that can be chilled. If you would prefer to not have wine, That's alright as well. If we're going non-alcoholic, I like any variety of Mountain Dew. I leave the choice up to you."

By this time, we were back at her car. I unbuckled her and kissed her. She giggled.

I said, "Now, if somebody knocks at the door, or rings the bell, check your peep hole to see who it is. If it is anybody, other than me, you can quickly put on your robe before answering. You can tell them that you were either just about to shower. Or if your hair is wet, that you just got out of the shower. In either event, you won't want them to stay long. If you can't get rid of them, you will need to stay in your robe to answer the door for me, to lwet me know."

"And, if it IS you?" Barbie asked.

"If it is me, you are by yourself in the house AND I am by myself outside, you are to unlock the door, step back a few steps (so the door won't hit you when opening), kneel down and say, 'Please enter Master." in a clear voice."

"Sounds simple enough," she said.

"And if something happens and I ring the bell again, you can assume somebody came up outside and you will need to quickly get your robe on and open the door."

"To protect me from embarrassment?"

"Yes. Now, if you answer the door fully clothed, I will take it to mean that you are having doubts about our relationship, or about how fast we are moving, or something else and we can talk about things. Answering the door in a robe will tell me that somebody else is there that, for whatever reason, you couldn't get rid of. If that is the case, I will be prepared to make dinner for more than just the 2 of us. Does all this sound acceptable to you?"

"Yes, Master. And thank you for being so kind to me and thoughtful enough to foresee the answers to these possible problems."

With that I walked Barbie to her car.

"Now, don't forget," I said, "If you planned on calling anyone about tonight, you will still need to do it from your car before you get out of it."

"I won't forget, Master."

Then, I let Barbie drive herself home while I started thinking over what I would need for the first training session. And for the rest of that weekend.

...

Friday night, I arrived at Barbie's bungalow with with enough food for us for the weekend (plus leftovers) and my pans and utensils, my clothes... And my training supplies.

I got everything up on Barbie's back door stoop and rang the bell. In just a few seconds, I heard the padding of bare feet. The I heard 2 clicks. Followed, in a moment with, "Please enter, Master."

When I opened the door, Barbie was about 5 feet back from the door. Naked. Kneeling, with he head bowed. I made a few trips bringing everything inside from the stoop. Door open the entire time, but mostly blocking Barbie's naked body from public view as I went.

When I had everything inside. I closed, and locked the door. Barbie, still remained kneeling, with her head bowed and her eyes closed. I walked over to her, knelt down, and lifted her chin. I could tell that her heart was racing as I kissed her full on the lips. I felt her melt inside as I pulled away.

((giggle))

Barbie opened her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back. I stood up and helped Barbie to her feet. Then I took her by the hand and led her into the kitchen. I placed her in the center of the kitchen and said, "Stand right there. Don't move."

"Yes, Master," Barbie responded. I quickly left and brought back a chair from the dining room. "Please, sit down."

Barbie sat down and I started to bring the groceries in.

"Oh, let me help you with those," Barbie said as she started to stand up.

Holding out my hand to stop her, I said, "There are 2 things you will need to learn quickly. First, as master, I get to do what I want to do. Within reason."

"And second?" Barbie said, sitting back down.

"Second, as my submissive, you will do what Master tells you to do. Again, within reason. Right now, I simply want you sit there."

"Yes, Master," Barbie said, sounding dejected

"Hey, now. No need to worry," I said as I continued to bring things into the kitchen. "Part of training is making minor mistakes and being corrected for them. I have a certain way I need to do things when I cook, and tonight, you get to sit back and relax a little. Now, I'm not really, a fancy chef, or anything like that. But I know that the difference between a bland meal and a nice meal is often the use of a little bit of the proper spices and herbs. Tonight will be just a basic meal. Sort of a 'generic hamburger helper' if you will. And I always make some extra, when I cook, so you can have some to either take with you to work, or eat at home during the coming week."

"How thoughtful of you," Barbie replied.

"Now, why don't you tell me about your day, today."

I wasn't really concentrating on what Barbie was saying, but she seemed to feel the need to be doing something while I was cooking and it gave her something to concentrate on. Once I got everything set and started browning the hamburger, I interrupted her.

"The dream ship is docking."

Barbie's eyes closed and he head sagged slightly. I asked her a several specific questions about her day. Then I said, "Barbie, you are just a little sexually aroused, aren't you?"

"Yes Master," came back a sleepy reply.

"This is normal since you are naked in front of master. Nod your head, if you understand."

Barbie nodded.

"It is also quite natural for you to feel a little self conscious. Since you are naked, in front of master. Nod your head if you understand."

Again, Barbie nodded.

"As things move along tonight, you will slowly become more and more sexually aroused. And, you will also slowly become more and more self conscious as we go through eating dinner, washing the dishes and putting things away. By the time we get to the start of your training session, you will be so horny, and so self conscious, that you will be willing to suck master's cock and even having anal sex, if master wishes. Nod if you understand."

Barbie nodded after a couple seconds.

By this time, I was about 3/4s of the way done with cooking supper. So, I said, "In a moment, Barbie, will wake you up from your trance and what you will remember is us discussing your day and you watching me make supper. Beyond that, you will behave just the way master has told you. Nod if you understand."

Barbie nodded.

"On the count of 3 you will wake up. 1. 2. 3."

"It smells wonderful, Master," Barbie said.

"Well, I'm not a fancy chef. But, thank you, Barbie. BTW, what kind of drinks did you get for us tonight?"

"The man at the wine shop recommended a nice red wine, which is in the fridge right now. Shall I get it out?"

"Please do, Barbie. And you may set the table as well."

With that Barbie got up and set out the wine and the table service. She also set out a trivet to put the skillet on. At Barbie's request, I opened the bottle of wine and poured. I allowed Barbie to portion out the food after reminding her that I deliberately made extra so she could have some to take to work this week.

We ate, drank and talked some more about the upcoming training session. When we had both eaten our fill, there was enough left for Barbie to have about 2 more servings of "helper". I had brought some microwavable storage containers with me, which we put the extra food in. Then we cleaned up and put away the dishes. Sipping on wine as we did. I could tell though, that the flush on Barbie's cheeks was only partly due to the wine.

After washing, drying and putting away the dishes and putting the extra food into containers in the fridge, I escorted Barbie back into the Dining room and had her stand a little ways away from the table. Then, I brought my bag of "training supplies into the dining room, took off my shoes, socks, pants and underwear and sat down in a chair next to the table.