Pyx 2 Training DaysChapter 15 Training s End
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It was about a half hour before the two filed out and knelt at my feet.
After pausing to raise their anticipation, I spoke. "There were two characteristics that make for a good slave: Subservience and masochism. Both of you are masters of one, and lacking in the other.
"Pyx, your humility and obedience are the stuff of legend. I couldn't ask for a more submissive slave."
Pyx bowed. "Thank you, Master."
"But when it comes to getting pleasure from pain, you have only had a taste. We need to work on that."
My young slave flushed. "Yes, Master."
I turned to my older slave. "As for you, Vonda, your problem is just the opposite. You are a wonderful sex toy. You love to be beaten and flogged. You are a trisexual. You'll try anything sexual. I have no complaints in that department."
"Thank you, Master," said Vonda.
"But there is a willful streak to you. You try hard, but sometimes you rebel. Your little revolt three days ago was a classic example."
"You're right. I'm sorry, Master."
"It's partially my fault. I should have seen the signs, and nipped this in the bud."
"But now, you have to relearn your place."
Vonda looked confused.
"Until Pyx ends her training, you're going to be in training too. You are going to learn to act like a slave.
"These next few months are going to be like a slave boot camp for you, Vonda. Either you will come out of this a new woman, or you'll quit."
"Oh, don't quit!" cried Pyx. "I need your help. You're like a big sister to me."
Vonda hugged her half-heartedly. She was too nervous to give Pyx much comfort.
"From now until training ends, you will be naked and crawling on all fours."
Vonda's mouth flopped open. "You're kidding!" she exclaimed.
"No. You act like a bitch, I treat you like a bitch.
"And this is your only warning. Talk to me disrespectfully, by not calling me 'Master, ' or act contrary to my orders, and you will be punished.
"Now, most punishments just turn you on, so I'm going to use the only one that works. The chastity belt.
"First violation gets you an hour in the belt. Second, two hours, and so on."
Vonda tried to say something, but could not think of anything to say that would not get her into trouble. She finally bowed her head. "Yes, Master."
"There, that wasn't so hard, was it?
"Pyx, I have a job for you."
"Anything, Master."
"Any time I'm not here, you are in charge of Vonda. If she misbehaves, you make sure her belt goes on for the appropriate length of time."
"Oh! I couldn't do that!" exclaimed Pyx.
"You mean to say that you won't obey me?" I asked.
"No, Master. It's just that ... Vonda is my friend. I don't want to hurt her." A big tear rolled down her cheek.
"So you choose your friend, over me?"
That stopped her. "No. You're right. I'll do as you say, Master."
"I know you will.
"And Vonda?"
"Yes, Master?"
"You will be in charge of Pyx. She's going to be wearing some uncomfortable toys in the next few months. You are to make sure she doesn't remove them, or even touch them."
"Yes, Master.
"But, Master?"
"Yes, Slave?"
"What if I need something up high, and I can't reach it?"
"Call Pyx. If she's not available, you may stand up to get it, but you must immediately take it down to the floor.
"Any other questions?"
There were none.
"Then, let's go to bed."
Pyx and I walked to the bedroom. Vonda crawled beside us. Her large breasts swaying in front of her with each move.
We climbed into bed.
I pointed to Vonda. "You. Off the bed."
Baffled, she complied.
"Pyx, go get the spare blankets out of the linen closet."
She did so, heading to the guest room.
"Vonda, you are my bitch, now. My dog. Say it."
Anger flashed across her face, but she controlled it. "I am you bitch. Your dog."
"Your dog, what?"
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Shortly after that, Vanessa excused herself, and went to the guestroom, to sleep. Five minutes later, there was a knock on her door. "Come in," she said. In walked Pyx, stark naked, as always. "My master suggested you might like some company." "What a lovely suggestion," Vanessa said, with a smile. She leaned over and kissed the slave deeply. Both had hands exploring each other's bodies. When they finally broke their lip-lock, Pyx fell to her knees. "Tell me what you want,...
Around seven am, Pyx woke up the two sisters. "Why so early?" asked the bleary-eyed Vanessa. "We have to prepare ourselves for our master," said Pyx. "Come, we'll show you." The three went into the guest bathroom, where Vonda and Pyx took turns shaving each other's pussies, legs, and armpits. When they finished, they turned to their guest. "It's your turn," said Vonda. The younger twin sighed. "I knew this was coming. Alright. You can shave me." She laid down on the tile...
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The Flames was next door to the entrance to the Arms. It was the second restaurant by one of the hottest young chefs in America. His first one was in Dallas. This one was his take on the great American steakhouse. It had been lauded as revelation. As with every other property on the block, it was owned by me. That gave me privileges that no one else had; such as getting into the city's hottest restaurant, any time, with no reservation. As we went down the elevator, I gave my arm to both...
Most of the subs, like Pyx, sat on the floor at their dom's feet. Their top sat in throne-like chairs. Bambi, though, wore a long red slinky dress, that went all the way to her ankles, and a plunging neckline. That made it impossible to sit on the floor. So she sat beside Rodney in a plain folding chair. I was still dressed as Santa, and seated on the throne, that used to be on the stage. When everyone was seated, Vonda continued. "On behalf of my master, Alex Woodward, and my fellow...
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We headed back up to our suite. Once there, Pyx cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen. I had Vonda help. When they were done cleaning, Vonda and Pyx walked to where I was sitting, in the recliner that was part of our entertainment center. They knelt at my feet. I waited a minute before I spoke. The two waited in silent anticipation. "Pyx, are you sure you want to be my slave?" Trembling, she nodded. "Yes, sir." "I sighed. "Very well. Both of you, go take off your clothes....
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The next morning, Vonda was working the front desk, and Pyx and I were finishing. breakfast. I was reading the local news, and Pyx was giggling at something in the funnies, when my cell phone rang. It was Vonda. "Alex, there's a nun down here who wants to speak with you. A Sister Theresa." I sat upright. "I understand. Hold her for five minutes, then escort her up. Code Green on the floor." "Will do, boss." Vonda hung up. A soft recorded voice came over a speaker in my room....
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