Lesson Three

As you would expect, Master Andrew arrives laden with bags. He leaves them on the table in the living room and takes his place on the sofa, like a king on his throne. At his gaze, you act obediently keeping your eyes on his beautiful dark eyes and stand in front of him, firm. You pretend not to be nervous about what will be in the bags, you have never had much imagination for fashion either.

"Are you ready for Lesson Three, kitty?"

You don't like the nickname that he won't stop using. He has always been serious and respectful to you, he has shown himself trustworthy and, if it were someone else, you would think he was making fun of you, but you think you haven't told him to stop using it either and that maybe it's an incentive. Besides, he's an alpha male and you're a beta, it's probably second nature.

"Yes, master Andrew"

"You've done the housework, right?"

"Yes, master"

"have you seen the second training video?"

"Of course, master"

He leans forward. For an instant you look away from his eyes and see the key to your chastity cage dangling from his neck. He has noticed but he doesn't say anything about it.

"I know it's becoming routine for the next lesson you must also undress. Is that okay with you?"

"it's okay, master."

You start to take off your clothes as he stands up. Your chest is throbbing. Is he going to give you another massage? The truth is that it was awkward but also very satisfying.

With him so glued to you as you stand there completely naked you can't help but feel a little intimidated.

"Don't feel embarrassed. Today's lesson is about style. You've already waxed the other day and did a good job, but that's only part of it. I've gone to the trouble of buying clothes more in keeping with your physique to make you feel better and you're going to try them on in front of me."

"Thank you, master. You shouldn't have spent the money on me like that..."

"It's a pleasure, kitty. Let's see if we can bring out the tiger in you." he winks and smiles and you feel so grateful to him. "But first off... I didn't ask you about the training videos... Remind me, what was the video you watched today about?"

It hadn't crossed your mind but with everything that has happened between you during these lessons, you are now too embarrassed to talk about it with Andrew. It feels like describing to him the kind of porn you watch, even though the truth is that he's already seen the porn you watch... and he's seen you cumming and moaning while watching it... besides, the videos are psychological and meditation training, it's not like it's porn even if they do turn you on a little.

"It was... it was about the difference between... types of men, master."

"What types of men?"

"The more masculine ones and the less masculine ones" you manage to say. You can't hold his gaze right now.

"They don't give them any names in the video? Come on, you can't give in again to being so coy."

"It's about... about alpha males and beta males..."

"Good kitty. I already knew that, but I'm sure the videos have already taught you that the first thing is to recognize where you stand. Tell me, which one do you identify with more?"

"I'm a beta male" you say automatically, almost shouting. You realize that's what you've answered every time the video has asked it every time it's played.

Andrew gently grabs you by the cheek and makes you look up. Your eyes stay locked on his.

"Say it again but now with the conditions we agreed to for our lessons."

"I-I'm a beta male.... Master Andrew"

"That's my kitty! You see how it's not that hard? Relax, I don't want to push you too hard, but you've come a long way and I'm proud of you. Now tell me, and with that we're done with the theoretical part of the lesson before we move on to the gifts, what kind of man do you think I am?"

You swallow.

"You... you look like and alpha male, master."

"Do I just look like it?" he says facetiously.

"No... You are an alpha male, master."

"Perfect! You did great!"

Andrew turns away from you and goes back to the couch. The atmosphere relaxes but now you feel a little... you wouldn't know how to say.... Disappointed? Were you expecting something else to happen? What? It wasn't that bad either. It's a sign that now you dare to do more.

"You can open your presents now" Andrew reaches into one of the bags and tosses you a package. It's a pack of underpants "try these on and see if they fit".

Still a bit in shock, you start to open the package when you stifle a groan. You are about to cry. Andrew reacts quickly and rushes over to you.

He hugs you.

You collapse on top of him and cry on his chest for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Andrew I'm.... I'm a little overwhelmed..."

"It's normal, Lucas It's my fault is for pushing you so hard. You've made such great strides and I thought you could tolerate more, but we'll go as slow as you need to, okay?"

"You're a very good partner. I don't deserve these clothes you've given me."

"Hey, hey... don't say that" he pulls you away for a moment and you look back into his eyes, almost instinctively "You've been a great partner always with me and I want you to be happy. This cost me nothing, really, it was a favor owed to me by a friend."

Andrew wipes away your tears with large hands. You must look horrendous right now.

"Cheer up, Lucas. There will be more gifts as you progress and learn your place."

"I'm a beta male" you say automatically, mumbling. You feel that having cried in front of your partner has relieved you of the grief you've been carrying all day "Yeah, I'm a beta male if I start crying like that."

"Being a beta male is not a bad thing, you hear me? It's good that you can say it now and feel that it's part of who you are now so that, when your transformation comes, you'll see how far you've come. Just look how comfortable you are now with speaking directly and even being hugged by a man."

He always knows just what to say. He is as intelligent as he is masculine and attractive. Attractive to women, you mean.

"Thank you, Andrew"

"Andrew?"

"Oh! Sorry... thank you for being here, Master Andrew!"

"Thank you for your honesty and friendship, kitty." he rubs your hair.

You don't mind he calls you 'kitty' anymore. He's your best friend.