Blooming Lily

Johnny Boy

He slowed his pace looking back at Lily who had fallen behind caught up by the vast space surrounding her. Her eyes wandered the garden as if searching. What was she looking at? He wondered silently intrigued by her expressions in awe of the everyday things he had become accustomed to over the years. His eyes followed hers curiously as they darted from one lush area to the next settling back upon the lilies behind her.

"Do you like them? We planted them for you." He spoke, trying to offer her comfort in the small gesture. He had hoped she would smile with the realization they were for her but as he came face to face, her expression laid subdued as she gazed longingly past him. He tried hiding his disappointment as he awaited her reply patiently.

A small nod offered her response without a break to the gaze fixed upon the lilies until his fingers met her chin bringing her eyes to meet his own. His grip was firm, but gentle as he caressed her lower lip with his thumb holding tightly to her chin with his fingers curled.

"Is that how you have been asked to respond little one?" He chided her softly as she struggled to look away shaking her head quickly.

"Then let us try that again Lily. Do you like the lilies we planted for you?" Their eyes locked as he watched her struggle for words under the intensity of his gaze, and the tightening of his fingers beneath her chin holding her in place.

"Yes Sir." She whispered looking down as the words left her.

"I am glad Lily." He kissed her forehead with his reply rejoicing in the blush that covered her cheeks as his lips left her soft skin. His grip loosened, and he stroked her hair running his fingers from top to bottom through the silky black curls he had admired from the first time he held her. She let out a small sigh as he watched her relax looking down upon her. It was more than he could take.

His grip tightened wrapping itself among her curls, and a startled gasp escaped her lips as he pulled her into his embrace. "Good girl. You answered correctly that time and I am very proud of you." She blushed again and he strained to keep himself from kissing her right there. He loved the flare of red that crossed her soft complexion as she blushed for him once again. His fingers traced her jawline pulling away with regret as he realized the time had escaped his watch. He released her from his hold, smiling down, upon her scarlet cheeks. Soon. He told himself as he walked ahead of her into the house. "Come Lily. Time for training."

She followed too far away for his liking, but he allowed the distance giving her room to process one final time as she needed, given her situation, and the fact it would be her last chance to stray that far from him as he walked. Her last chance to disobey without consequences. She would not have the luxury of either distance nor privacy once they entered the training room. This was her last free moment, and he watched her soaking up the sun as she cherished it. The sun faded from her face as she stepped into the house following him carefully. She was beautiful standing there, and he smiled as the thought consumed him now replaying her consent over in his mind. She was his now. Their slave.

He walked into the living room pleased to see Lily following quickly without his repeated order and beamed with pride as she matched his pace step for step behind him holding herself tightly as she had done many times to comfort herself from the fear she was feeling. Covering herself would not be accepted by any of the brothers once her training began but he could help her now. He turned to her lowering her arms gently and pulling them behind her placing her hand upon the other. "Hold that position while I unlock the door Lily. Anytime you get scared from now on instead of covering yourself I want your hands behind you like this." She looked up at him fear filling her eyes. "You're okay Lily." She stood nervously watching him, yearning to pull her arms back around her, as he turned back to the door. He would break her of that habit soon and he would one day be her source of comfort. They all would be in time.

He stood silently sorting through the mass of keys until he found the one he sought. "Aha." He exclaimed happily, unlocking the door and settling his keys back into his pocket. He opened it slowly smiling at Lily as she fidgeted with her fingers behind her.

"Ladies first." He gestured her to enter as she stepped forward slowly into the unknown.

Damien

Damien sat comfortably in his leather recliner, growing impatient as the time passed and Lily was nowhere in sight. Johnny Boy would allow her to question him till nightfall if it meant her comfort in the end. He was by far the most patient and nurturing of the brothers. That was his one fault. He was never as patient as Johnny Boy was. He hoped Lily would open to him as the girls always had to Johnny boy if he were more patient. He could try. Damien thought as he sipped slowly on his whiskey holding the glass tighter then needed while his brother ranted on despite his attempts to calm him with reason.

He thought on his training plans for the day. For the first day, he would just work on the basic commands. He had no intentions of overwhelming his pet too soon. Basic commands and protocols should be enough. He thought to himself as Luke broke his train of thought raising his voice to the empty staircase.

"He has 5 minutes to get her ass down here or I am dragging her down here myself." Luke raved as he paced the training room floor.

Damien drew a heavy breath letting it out slowly as he eyed his brother pacing back and forth. He took a long sip of his whiskey trying to keep his temper at bay as Luke carried on ranting to the walls. He was not the only one growing impatient. As the eldest of the brothers his tolerance was limited for theatrics and being made to wait. Both pushed him to his limits now.

"Johnny Boy knows the schedule Luke. He will be back soon with Lily. Sit your ass down. You are irritating me." Damien spoke sharply as his brother took a seat glaring at him. Luke was all bark as far as Damien went and Damien finished his drink daring Luke to challenge him now as he sat quietly.

Lily

Silence had filled the large space as the sound of the door opening overtook it. Damien and Luke jumped to their feet anxiously, glad their wait was finally over as they strode towards her. They stood grinning at the bottom of the stairs now admiring Lily as she came down slowly, pausing momentarily as she took in the scene before her. Warmth enveloped her, creeping from the inside out and spreading slowly across her skin settling in the scarlet that brushed her cheeks. Her eyes wandered aimlessly avoiding Luke who held her gaze too intensely for her comfort. She dropped her eyes and focused on walking down as her black silky dress swayed in tune with her movements until the gap closed between them by the few steps offered to her on the small staircase. Johnny Boy had followed closely reassuring her with gentle strokes to her back to continue and she was thankful for his comfort now that she stood face to face with her pet trainer.

Damien was first to meet her grinning his approval as she stopped, unsure of what to do. She glanced nervously between the three brothers surrounding her and without thinking wrapped her arms around herself as fear gripped her. Her heart raced as her eyes set upon a new horror. The room stole her breath and its shocking contents before her left her thoughts screaming as she stood silently.

The walls alone kept her in place, a mix of fear and fascination consumed her as she took note of all the room offered in sight. The walls stood fiercely and she trembled in response. She studied the deep cherry mahogany that spread across the vast space interrupted only by the 3 white doors and corresponding cabinets beside them. The rest of the room held leather furniture black as the night sky and smooth looking as the silk felt that caressed her skin as she shifted her stance.

The doors brightly accented each wall adorned with each of the brothers initials upon them. D painted on the left in a soft black boldened by its white backing beside the long black table that sat beneath the matching cupboard. She dropped her gaze finding the cage beneath as she gasped in surprise, to the brothers delight. Her cage she thought staring at the steel bars that shone in the light before moving her gaze to the right.

The deep cherry mahogany stayed untouched by décor or anything as simple as a frame following its path around the room landing on the L painted upon the middle white door. A dark wood X towered beside it making her feel small as she sized herself to its mass in the distance. She stood silently taking note of the metal rings at its four points. Shivers ran down her spine as the realization settled she would experience the cross one day and pray for mercy upon it.

J, engraved in black and lined with bright gold caught her eye standing out against the farthest wall whose door sat next to a bench of sorts covered in leather and metal rings. It almost resembled a picnic table, she thought to herself, were it not for the thin padded top centered between the seats. Her curiosity mounted upon its use and settled in the unknown as she lost herself in the room.

Her confusion spilled over every time she looked upon another item within the room. Beyond the furniture, each wall held terror in its varying forms as it took shape before her; covered only by the glass upon each of the brother's cabinets. The hooks within them hung canes in every shape and size. Paddles that scared her beyond the one she had felt the night prior, hung just feet away. Unknown implements crafted in leather and instruments shining steel. All within their reach. The burning sensations returned to her bottom paired with the unfamiliar feeling to her core beneath her layers hiding her now. Leather, metal, wood, and her apprehension filled the room and she stood overwhelmed by the feelings stirring within her.

Taking a step back, she prepared to turn and run from the nightmare before her but Johnny Boy had predicted her movements far before her first step. He stood solidly behind her wrapping his arms around her waist into his embrace. She melted into him, her head rested upon his chest as the tears fell softly upon her cheeks listening to him as his grip tightened with each word.

"No running from this Lily. You agreed to try and so I am expecting to see your efforts. You are going to walk to the center of the carpet and kneel for us. Do not fight us Lily. Be a good girl." He spoke sternly but with a softness that brought a fresh stream of tears she could not understand as he released her from his arms. "I'm right here and I am not leaving you yet little one." He whispered softly as he nudged her forward.

She stepped forward watching Damien and Luke carefully as they stood aside giving her room to walk to the center of the room. She could do it. She told herself as she inched forward towards her destination. They looked upon her proudly as she gracefully knelt into position casting her eyes upon the floor stealing peeks as they watched her. Damien and Johnny Boy took their seats exchanging a smile as Lily knelt fidgeting with her dress. Training had begun.

Luke

He approached her slowly marveling at the beauty knelt before him for their taking. Where to begin? He questioned as he circled her throbbing at the sight of her trembling form. The basics. He reminded himself. That would be an excellent starter.

"Look at me Lily." His order came sharply and her eyes came up without pause. He stood pleased with the lack of hesitation but his pleasure was short lived as her gaze dropped after meeting his directly. "Eyes on me Lily." She obeyed once more but repeated the mistake, dropping her head once more, her natural impulses taking over to hide. Normally a slave would have been punished for such blatant disobedience but she was no slave, not yet. She had to learn these things and they would teach her. She would take time. He reminded himself as he looked to his brothers seeking approval in his next step. They nodded in agreement and Damien went to retrieve the item that had always been most effective in these times as Luke continued. He looked down upon her, grinning as he reached down and pulled her chin up upon his fingertips. Her tears fell, wetting his hand as he held her still, wiping them away gently.

"If you are struggling with keeping your head up we will help you Lily." Luke said holding her face still in his grip as her eyes tried desperately to remain upon his failing once more as they fell. "Stand." The order came sharply and she was on her feet before he could say another word. "Good girl." He praised, enjoying the blush that crossed her cheeks.

Damien returned handing the posture collar to his brother as he took his place behind Lily settling his hands firmly upon her arms keeping her still as Luke spoke. Her eyes settled on the collar fearful curiosity burning in her eyes as it was lifted into her view. "This is a posture collar Lily and this is going to help you keep that pretty little head of yours up since you seem to have an issue keeping it up on your own. I am going to slide this around your neck and Damien will secure it in the back for you." His hands grazed her neck softly as he spoke crossing her shoulders with his fingertips causing her to tense within Damien's soft grip. "Head up Lily."

Lily

The suede lining of the collar felt soft against the smooth skin of her neck as it was tied into place by Damien behind her. Her head was lifted to an uncomfortable level, and she struggled to keep still in the awkward position. Luke stood before her enjoying her reaction to the new collar and checking that it was not too tight upon her, letting his fingertips linger beneath the collar. He smiled down upon Lily and her instincts took over. She tried to drop her head to the realization the collar would not allow it. Her struggle was short as she froze in place feeling Luke's fingertips upon her cheek wiping her tears away with the softest touch he had offered her since her arrival.

"Our beautiful little Lily." He kissed her cheek gently then switched to her left to kiss the other with a tenderness that matched the first. "Your tears please me, but they are not needed yet little one and I would much rather be the direct cause. Now kneel Lily and look up upon Your Masters. It should be easier for you now." He commanded her softly. Her eyes closed, as she lowered herself slowly to her knees at his order.

"Eyes open Lily." Luke shouted, all tenderness gone as he glared down at her, his impatience mounting. "This is the third time you have been told. Are you trying to test my patience Lily?" He stared down at her now awaiting her response, as he ran his hands through her hair, pulling the long curls into his grip behind her, and holding it tight.

"No Sir. I'm sorry." Her answer came quickly as her eyes opened meeting his angry glare. She watched his eyes soften, and it dawned upon her that he was gentler when she obeyed. She fidgeted as he stood still for what seemed like eternity staring her down. Her eyes never left his as she knelt, her obedience keeping him in his softened state. She relaxed slightly at his change in temperament.

"You are learning so I will excuse it this once, but after today our leniency will be very limited Lily." He stroked her cheek, missing the tears that streamed just moments ago as his hands left her. "So here is how today is going to work."

She was left alone, kneeling in the center of the soft rug as the brothers took their seats before her. Damien to the left smiling at her as he sipped his drink calmly. Johnny boy to the right with his legs crossed and a smooth grin painted across his lips as he watched her analyzing, from the short distance. Luke sat in the center, his hands folded casually in his lap as he considered his next words carefully.

"You will be taught basic commands and positions today. These will be used by all of us daily so you do not have to worry about who to use these for. Our specific desires of you will come later and in private. Johnny Boy is going to explain the first set of positions to you."

"Right now, you are almost kneeling Lily." Johnny Boy said gesturing her position. "Place your hands behind your back and overlap your fingers touching your thumbs to each other like so." He demonstrated, and she mimicked it with ease. "Good girl." He praised her, smiling at the flicker of light in her eyes. "Now spread your legs shoulder width apart and look straight ahead focusing on the nearest thing behind us." She obeyed nervously spreading herself, thankful for the covering her dress offered her, as the brothers smiled in approval. Her gaze found the wooden cross centered in the room behind them and she focused on it as Johnny boy spoke. "Very good girl. You just kneeled for us."

She smiled kneeling properly before them now unsure of the joy she felt each time he spoke those words. Her father had never praised her, of that she was certain, but why did the praise of a slave trainer make her smile. The thought perplexed her as she stared into the distance listening to the orders given and following each one lost in her thoughts. She was a good girl.

Johnny Boy

They worked through the positions one at a time and Johnny Boy marveled, beside his brothers, at the grace and attention to detail Lily presented so naturally. It was a rare quality she had, and by the end of the day Lily could kneel, heel, bow, beg, crawl, and present herself with more ease than any slave or submissive they had trained in years past on the first day. She was beautiful to watch, and a joy to command.

Despite the ease of her position training, they had their work cut out for them, having reminded Lily of her eye contact more times than any of them were accustomed to. A few corrections later, and some time with her, they all took note of the fact she was much more pliable when praised rather than punished and agreed that would be a primary basis for her future training. Damien and Luke would need some work on their patience, but all in time Johnny Boy thought leaning back in his chair.

"Come Lily!" Johnny Boy commanded, and she crawled to him slowly, focused on her position as she stopped in front of him unsure of what position to take now. Her eyes studied the carpet as if searching for anything to escape the moment of uncertainty that filled her now. She did not have to wait long before he answered her silent pleas.

"Kneel Lily!" She transitioned with ease as she recalled the details of kneeling from her memory of the past hours. After adjusting her body her eyes settled on the wall behind him studying the toys within the cupboard. She preferred the darker wood that seemed to make up the variety of his implements as she grew curious as to their specific purposes. He watched her wandering eyes light up softly with each shift within his toy chest and grinned as she seemed intrigued now more so than scared. Her curiosity delighted him.

"Very good girl!" He praised her as he stroked her hair softly letting his hand glide further down tracing the swell of her breasts. She smiled at the sound of her favorite words as they danced in her mind until she felt his hands glide down upon her. Her breathing quickened and she struggled to keep her focus upon the cupboard now as she cursed the collar keeping her head from dropping to the safety of the floor.

Her whimper brought the direct attention of each brother, as they watched her waiting for her internal struggle to land on the decision that would create the flow of the day. So, close to the end, Johnny boy hoped she would not let them down now and she did not. He smiled down upon her and ordered her unfaltering eyes to his. Test one was complete.