Master- Workshop

Ashley could hardly sleep that night, and almost before she could process it, Theodore and Ashley were walking up to the door her classroom**. **Another day at **** school. Ashley sighed. She was just happy that they hadn’t run into any of the football players on the walk in, if those idiots started hooting at her Ashley would have had to handle some hard questions and she didn’t have good answers. As far as Theo knew, Ashley had nothing to apologize to for - it wasn’t her getting fucked out there at practice after all, it was Anna. But… that wasn’t all…

But I had been dancing for Bruce… Theo had let her take this class, but that was a favor on his part. He could pull her out at any time, make her a puppy or a house **** or worse, and she had no real way to ward that off.

Except to make him happy. She threw on a cheeriest smile and wrapped her arms around Theo’s neck as he unclasped her leash. What would he do if he knew about Bruce? About Anna? Ashley pushed her worries down before it affected her smile. She couldn’t let it get under her skin, but… Anna had her by the throat now. Being Theo’s **** is one thing, I’ve known him forever, but her…

"Have a good day, Master." She kissed Theodore deeply on his lips, hoping for a little romance before her degrading day of **** training. Theo’s idea of romance was a little baser. His hands found her ass, as they usually did, and she felt her skirt being pulled up in the back. Anyone approaching from the other way would have a full view of her backside and Theo taking confident handfuls of it while they kissed. He still wants to show me off. It never failed to make her blush a little.

Theodore broke the kiss first, then pushed the door open for her to let her walk inside. Before Ashley had greeted her teacher, Theodore stepped in behind her.

"Master?" Ashley asked in confusion.

"Anita sent a message while I was out with the family yesterday. I'm supposed to join your first class." Theodore said in his usual cool way, betraying nothing. Of course, this set Ashley’s head spinning..

He's supposed to join? Why didn't he tell me that before? He could have told me… Does he know? Ashley's eyes started searching for any clue to why her owner would join them. How long did he know about this class? She wondered. Does he know why? Anita was not giving her any signs of why Theodore had to be here. What does she have in mind? Ashley still couldn't anticipate what Anita would have them do. She worried that Anita might **** her to give her presentation about Theo then and now, and she wasn’t confident it would be good enough yet. She could shift from experienced teacher to kindly supportive mentor to harshly punishing authoritarian on a moment's notice. She's too hard to read.

"Good morning Master Theodore and good morning Ashley."

"Good morning, Miss Stonebridge." Ashley said. She noticed Theo said nothing, because he didn’t have to. She’s a free woman, but still below a Master.

"Ashley, take your seat." Anita said calmly and flipped a page in the book she was reading. Theodore leaned his back against the cupboards at the short side. Ashley saw him slightly grinding his teeth from this woman, ordering his **** around with her Master still present. Ashley stood frozen in place. I don't want a paddling because I didn't follow her orders, but Theo hasn't said I should. She looked back at Theodore for confirmation. When he nodded at her, she sauntered over to her regular seat in the middle behind Danielle's. Anita picked up a pen and, without looking up, she drew one line on a notebook that lay flat against her desk.

The door creaked open, just enough for the whispered conversation to bleed through the spring.

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"Dex, take that thing off."

"Shhh shh. Madison, listen, you didn't give me time to explain something..."

Madison pushed the door open and strode in without letting him finish. The stress of the **** lessons was wearing on her, showing a few cracks. Dexter insisted on escorting her all the way to her class door, past all the incoming students and that goddamned pervert Mr. Brown. Being escorted to her class was a bad start to her day and she was still in a foul mood from Dexter pestering her to release what she had learned thus far. It’s not ready. She’d insisted all the way to the parking lot, but he was on her like a determined dog about it.

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"Good morning Madison."

"Good morning, Miss Stonebridge." Madison answered demurely, with an exaggerated curtsy. She clearly wanted to avoid having to sit on a bruised ass for the rest of the day.

"Good morning Master Dexter." Anita said. Madison’s head whipped around, apparently even more surprised that her master was here than Ashley had been.

Anita addressed Madison before her Master? That's unacceptable.

"Uhm, yes, good morning." He sounded uncomfortable. He must not be used to being around other slaves. I can remember when Theo was still learning his bearing.

"Hello, Dexter." Theodore reached his hand out to Dexter's to shake. “Theodore."

"Of course, the young master." Madison said, her eyes flitting quickly to Theo’s crotch.

And already more of a master than some. Theo would have chewed her up for that. Talking to another Master before her owner? Checking him out even?

"Madison, go take your seat." Anita told her and Madison responded immediately without confirming with her owner. Again Anita scribbled something down in her notebook without looking up.

Madison looked back to where Dex was standing after she sat down, then looked to Ashley. I don't know. She shrugged to signal it. Ashley saw it on Madison, she was about to make a mistake. Don't. She shook her head lightly to Madison. Don't ask.

The classroom door opened again to let in both Tatiana and Anna who strutted in with a grinning principal right behind them. He didn't bother closing it, instead relishing in the position of power that his self-imposed deception afforded him. The girls' leashes were stretched as far as they would go without pulling at their neck to keep as much distance as possible between them and the smug holder.

"Good morning ladies, please take your seats." Anita said.

"Good morning, Miss Stonebridge." they answered in unison while sitting down." Tatiana barely audible under Anna. She's still struggling with orders from women…

"Principal Brown, would you be so kind as to remove their leashes? They are not yours." Anita said when they sat down. Ooooo, that wasn't a question. Ashley thought. Her principal begrudgingly moved to unclasp both women from his tethering hold. Anna and Ashley locked eyes for a second as the latina found her seat, and the steel in her eyes was as sharp as the day before. Ashley silently begged her not to go through with this, but Anna was clearly not going to relent.

"Daddy, it's this way!"

"Yes, yes. Don't pull, Sweetheart."

"Hurry Daddy!"

Ashley couldn't help smiling from hearing Danielle's playfull voice carrying from somewhere down the hall. Danielle, freed from her lead, came bursting through the door opening filled with the childish glee of one that was about to show her newest painting to a parent.

"That's Anita." She pointed to their teacher. "She's super harsh." Danielle whispered audibly then pointed to the cupboards at the back."And that's where the toys are."

"Good morning Master Peter and good morning Danielle, please sit down." Anita greeted them, either agreeing with Danielle’s assessment or pretending she didn’t hear.

Danielle ignored Anita and stepped over to the cupboards, gripped the handle and tried to open it. "You want to see the ones we put in my ass?"

Peter cleared his throat, a little embarrassed and laid his hand on her shoulder to stop her. "Not now, baby. You have class and should listen to your teacher. Or should we pull you out of school?"

"No! Daddy!" Danielle exclaimed and zipped shut before silently taking her seat as ordered.

"Thank you." Anita closed her book now that the class was present. She rose without saying anything else and began writing on the smartboard.

Workshop 1. The duality of spanking

All the girls shifted in their seats as if their bottoms were already reddening. Workshop… spanking… Ashley wondered.

"A spanking. Probably the most famous kind of punishment for misbehaving children, yet the idea that spanking is meant for that singular purpose is grossly outdated. As a child grows into a woman, a spanking transforms from its singular purpose into a multi-dimensional tool for both behavioral correction and bonding between man and woman."

The three masters stood silent and took in the information that Anita was providing. Theodore didn't as much as flinch, while Dexter's eyes lingered at the back of his ****'s skull, as if foolishly trying to see into her thoughts or send her a message. Peter rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Principal Brown just looked happy to be there, the lecher.

"This primarily stems from the woman's developed backside, which is also why the methodology is only applicable to women and not men." Anita continued. "With the correct technique one - in most cases, a man - can induce either comfort, pleasure and yes, even pain should he need to."

Theodore nodded in silent agreement, in the corner of his eyes he saw Danielle's owner ball his fist, veins in his forearm popping, which he snuck into his chino pocket to hide when Anita spoke of inducing pain to the ****. Theodore took careful note of it, the man was protective of his ****, like him, though not for the same reason.

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Dexter stared, not able to utter a word as Anita brought up a blown up picture of a woman's behind on the smartboard. What little Madison had told him took on a new level of realism and could not be made light of as he had previously done. Blown up on the large screen was Madison’s bare butt displayed in high definition. The red markings from her paddling proved what she had told him was true. Having heard about it was one thing, but she had to live it. Now he had to bear witness to the different levels of commitment to their little ruse. But before he fell too far down that rabbit hole, the fame they would garner from exposing this system glossed over his eyes. While he daydreamed about receiving his Pulitzer, Dexter wondered if he could convince Madison to let them run the picture in the article. Madison herself was hiding her eyes, which fortunately Anita did not notice.

Anita clicked a button on a remote and color-coded segments appeared over her cheeks, outlining the areas. Straight onto the round cheeks were blue circles, below the main body of her ass down towards her thighs were red, and in towards the center and crossing over the blue ones were yellow that made it a venn diagram of sorts for a woman's butt.

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"This area right here," Anita had picked up a pointer and pointed it at the large blue circle, "holds a lot of fat and will be soothing for the woman to be struck on. For most effective results you ought to strike with a wide open palm to distribute the **** over a large area." She demonstrated by opening her fingers wide. "Here." She pointed at the red circle. "You should strike here if your goal is to induce pain. "Ideally you will make use of a cane to hit the small area." Ashley cringed slightly, but not as much as Madison, who was clearly re-living that whipping.

Whack

Anita slammed her poker down on her desk, making all the girls flinch. Danielle's master snorted in masked anger.

"It will be lighter on your wrist and focus your **** where it needs to go. This will allow you to deliver the necessary reprimand without tiring yourself."

It will be less stressful for him and more painful for her.

"Ladies, please clear some space and line up four chairs.."

Is Anita's explanation going to be so lengthy that they have to sit down?

Whack

Anita whipped her poker again and the girls sprung to action, clearing the room the same way as before their anal training session. While Dexter and Danielle’s owner focused on their girls moving around to accommodate their teacher’s request, Theodore’s attention was instead fixated on his principal, who’s eyes flicked between the girls in attempts to get a glimpse of something more as their skirts swished around. When they were done there was a wide open space in the middle of the classroom with a row of four chairs at its center.

“Very good job, ladies.” Anita praised. “If the masters would do me the honors and take a seat so we can get started?” She asked the three men standing casually at the back. Danielle’s daddy was the first to respond by taking the leftmost seat. Theodore positioned himself beside him and finally Dexter, with some trepidation, sat down. The girls were now standing in front of their sitting masters. Are we going to put on a show for them? She thought back to the chair dance class where they were taught how to give a lap dance. Like a very nice goodbye before they have to leave us. Theo would like that. Ashley mused, then remembered that she was still a bit irritated at him for not telling her about him joining her class before they were here, lighting the fuse of inner turmoil. Am I allowed to be irritated with Theo? He owns me, he shouldn’t need to tell me anything. Or should he?

"Mr. Brown, would you care to join our Masters?” Anita accentuated the difference in status between him and the rest of the men in her question. He could either accept it and join or take offense and be left out. The horny bastard’s desire to join in won out over his indignance. Ashley saw Anita’s lips curl. You go girl! While Anita had managed to instill both fear and respect in her in such a short time, she had to admit it was fun seeing her belittle her principal. Does she have a humorous side? Then remembered herself paddling Madison’s behind on her first day. Naaah.

“Thank you.” Anita said. “The first thing when giving a spanking is getting the girl in the correct position. When sitting down like this, your best access to her behind is going to come from having her bend over your lap and lay down.” That makes sense. “This way a woman’s natural curvature will present her assets.” So if I arch my back it will be even better for Theo.

Ashley felt as Anita’s gaze was running over them. “Hmmm.” She mumbled. “I need to be able to walk around to offer advice.”

“Masters, I want you to call your **** over to your side. Mr. Brown, you can go ahead and call Master Harvey’s ****.”

“Ashley, come here.” Theodore ordered.

“Yes Master.”

“Danielle sweetheart, come here.”

“Uhm” Dexter cleared his throat. “Madison. Come to your Master.” He ordered her.

If looks could kill Madison’s would’ve been the equivalent of driving cold steel through the heart.

“Bitch, get here.” The principal said gleefully, like a child on Christmas day. Anna looked petrified and Ashley reveled in that a bit. Yeah see how you like it, bitch. But given what she’d been through the day before, Anna knew better than to push back. Tatiana slid back against the wall, thankful to be left out of his one.

All women followed their orders, some more reluctantly than others and came to stand at their master’s or allotted man’s side.

“Now I want you to bend her over your lap.”

What?

“On my lap Ashley.”

She followed his orders without uttering a word of grievance. It was becoming clear what Anita had intended. Spanking… workshop… They are going to learn how to spank us… here… now… together. Lowering herself at the waist to start with, Ashley’s breasts soon hung over the lap of her master, then she let her weight rest on him. Without thinking Ashley took her own advice and tilted her pelvis and arch her back to further accentuate her already alluring behind.

“Very good job Master Theodore. Perfect form Ashley.” Anita said.

Thanks.

Danielle threw herself down on her daddy and flicked her skirt up to show her tight ass.

“Sweetie, you promised me that you wore panties today.” Her owner said disappointedly. “Do we have to go back to inspection before we leave home?” Danielle giggled, it was a win-win for her either way.

Oblivious to all, Principal Brown's ears piqued at hearing that. Upon his lap lay the latina girl, helpless after he had dragged her down upon him by her wrist. She wriggled slightly, but a cross look from Anita stopped her cold.

Dexter placed his hand on the small of Madison’s back and beckoned his **** towards him and down, slowly. Madison’s face traveling past his she took the opportunity to send a message.

“You didn’t have time to explain…” She growled.

“I didn’t know.” He whispered back, continuing to lower her over his lap.

“Wonderful.” Anita said and walked around to help the master’s reposition their slaves to a more proper place. Holding Danielle still for a bit to stop her shaking her ass, straightening Anna’s back so she wouldn’t lay slumped over Mr. Brown.

“Madison, don’t try to hide that ass from your master, it's his, not yours.” Anita said when she adjusted her form to better present her butt. “There you go Master Dexter, see how much better it looks this way.”

“Yes, thank you.” Dexter answered and nodded to Anita.

“It does look better that way,” Principal Brown agreed, openly eyeing Madison’s upturned backside. “Your bitch really does have quite a delicious ass. You’re a lucky man.”

Dexter managed to look more embarrassed than Madison, but he mumbled out a “Sure am” before Anita resumed control. She backed up to see that all the girls were positioned correctly. Tatiana continued to stand against the wall, with an unearned look of superiority on her face. That face changed immediately when there was a sudden voice at the door.

“Sorry I’m late, teach.” Jack said as he strode in. Bruce’s idiot teammate, the one who got himself wrecked by Tati’s bodyguard, Ashley thought, and the memory was clearly fresh for Tatiana too.

“I took the liberty of inviting the Hero of Homecoming.” Principal Brown offered, though no one had asked out loud. “I thought he might just want to watch, but it seems we have an extra slut so it worked out perfectly!”

“No worries, Jack, you’re just in time.” Anita said, not responding directly to the Principal. “Grab a chair, you’ll be working with Tatiana today.” Anita said. Ashley held her breath for a second, worried that Tatiana was about to do something rash when the meathead sat down and patted his lap, but she chose to play nice. For now. She didn’t need any instruction from Anita to assume the correct position, apparently she knew it already.

"When you feel that she's laying comfortably for you, you can go ahead and lift her skirt up."

Theodore gripped the hem of Ashley's skirt and drew it upwards over her ass, revealing it to him and those to Theodore's side. Her crotchless white thong had disappeared between her cheeks and the bands lay snugly on the side of her pussy which framed her luscious hole.

"Very good." Anita said when the principal and all the Masters had lifted their girls' skirts up. "I think that the ladies have been very good so far, don't you? Why don't we show them what good girls get for doing what they're told? Remember, wide palm."

Smack

Ooooooh Theo.

The room filled with pleased yammering from the girls, following the masters' first slap on their asses.

"See how she reacts to it. Women can't help themselves when smacked on their behinds like that. When a woman is smacked on her ass it signals to her that she is pleasing to a man. It shows that she is worthy of his attention and discipline, and that in turn increases her chance of surviving. That's why it is hard wired into our brains to take comfort in a man spanking us. Please give her another spank and listen carefully."

Smack

"Aaaah."

"Mmmmhh"

"Mmmmm."

"Ooh."

"Mmmph."

"Hear that?" Anita carried on. "That's the sound of a woman recognising a man's appreciation of her assets and encouragement of further evaluation of what she is able to give him - should he choose her."

Is that why I'm moaning like a bitch in heat? It's not because I'm a slut, it's just nature. Ashley thought, buying into Anita's explanation. Madison scoffed, but with Danielle’s pornographic moaning, only Ashley heard. Madison still doesn’t believe it, but I heard her. She wasn’t faking.

"Again please."

Smack

"Aaaaah. Mmm"

"Mmmmhh. Ooh"

"Mmmmm. Hmmhm"

"Ooh. Eeh"

"Mmmph. Hmmh"

The women's moaning came as clockwork from their masters' hand connecting with their behinds. Even Tatiana gave out a little squeak, the sound escaping her defenses.

"Listen to her, masters. Listen to how her body wants to lure you into taking responsibility and care of her. That is how a spanking can be used to form a bond between man and woman. Please continue at your own leisure, you will start to notice when she is ready to give her share for your protection."

Smack The sounds of flesh on flesh, followed by female appreciation, filled the room

Oooh Theo.

"Harder, Daddy."

Yes, a bit harder Theo. With her crotch growing warmer Ashley was beginning to feel her body responding to Theodore's spanking. Accepting him as her superior male protector.

"Shhh, baby. We're meant to be soft now." Danielle's Daddy told her.

Smack

Ashley began lightly gyrating her hips as she lay across her owner's lap.

"That's it Master Theodore. See how eager your slut is to show you her purpose. Keep going." Anita’s encouragement, along with his natural competitiveness, pushed Theo to go harder.

Smack

"Mmmmphh!" Ashley groaned. She could hear the other girls doing the same. Theodore's hand raised again and was brought down with a snapping clash. Ooh fuck Theo, mmh, that one was perfect. It stung just enough to turn it from simply calming her to asserting that he was the one in charge.

"Thank you sir." Ashley moaned out. She could feel her pussy leaking of arousal. It's so wet for him! What Anita had been telling them about being spanked was true. It dribbled down on her master's leg, making gooey spots on his jeans.

Anita stopped dead in her tracks in her instructions to the masters, so taken aback by Ashley thanking Theodore for her spanking. She eyed the young master from head to toe with his goddess of a woman bent over him. It was supposed to be an advancement in a girls' spanking to have her thank her master for it, which Anita had intended to bring up for the masters to work towards after they ended the workshop.

"Excellent work masters." She said to regain control of herself. "When you feel like it you can check how your acceptance of and dominance over a woman affects her."

Anita walked over to principal Brown and casually grabbed his wrist and directed it in between Anna's legs. The girl squirmed, clearly wanting to get away.

"Last warning, Anna." Anita said and Anna froze in place.

"Mr. Brown, would you please stroke her vagina and tell me what you feel?"

"With pleasure." He said and worked his fingers up along her panty clad folds. Anna's panties had grown sticky from arousal despite her opinions on Mr. Brown. The principal smiled gleefully as he pinched the crotch region of her panties together, making it smaller and digging in the crevice between her lips.

"Aaaah." Anna let out against her own wishes.

"She feels warm and wet between her legs, ma’am." Mr. Brown told Anita.

"Excellent." Was all Anita said before moving on to check on Danielle.

The principal turned to Dexter and chuckled. "This little slut here is absolutely dripping, heh. What about your little bitch?"

Dexter smiled nervously to keep his mask. His palm lifted from Madison's nude butt and moved to hover between her legs. His eyes widened in shock from feeling the warmth that radiated from her crotch.

"What?" He mouthed to no one.

Tentatively he slowly extended his longfinger towards her. It poked against her panties, the pressure of it causing a wet stain from her soaked hole. Madison's eyes shot wide open when she felt his finger push against her widened opening, had she not worn panties he would have slipped inside her. Meanwhile Dexter's mouth gaped open, he was barely able to believe the effect his spanking had on Madison.

"She's… soaking." He said monotonously.

To her horror Madison felt her boss hardening underneath her. This had gone entirely against the plan.

"Have you checked if your girl is wet yet?" Anita was heard asking Danielle's owner.

"I'm always wet for Daddy." Danielle interjected.

"There is no need to." He assured Anita.

"Please Master Peter I would appreciate it if you would set a good example for the less experienced owners." Anita asked him, ignoring Danielle's comment.

"Put it in, Daddy." Danielle suggested and shook her butt. "Pretty please."

"Okay baby, but just a little. This is not what we're supposed to do."

"Yay!" Danielle exclaimed when two of his fingers prodded her opening and pressed into his little girl's wanting hole. "Oooh Daddy your fingers feel so good in my tiny pussy." She tried bucking up against him. Ashley heard him groan in a way that sounded like repressed lust creeping out from behind the mental barriers he had set up. He wants her but he knows how wrong that is. Ashley heard Danielle's Daddy take a few deep breaths to collect himself. He's not going to be able to resist if this keeps up. Ashley concluded after hearing how he reacted.

"That's enough now, sweetie." Daddy said and took his fingers out of her and showed Anita the white creamy substance that already covered them.

"Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme!" Danielle begged when she saw him showing it to Anita. Daddy reached around and let her take them in her mouth to suck clean. "Mmmmmmm" Danielle moaned around them.

"Hahaha, you gotta love sluts." Principal Brown chuckled. "Ain't that right?" He asked his star football player.

"Yes Sir." Jack agreed heartily.

"I'm going to make a quick inspection before we move on, so if you would please show what has happened to her on your fingers once it's your turn." Anita said and started with Danielle whose Daddy begrudgingly re-inserted his fingers in her before showing it to Anita once more.

"As expected." Anita snorted out a little laugh and moved on to Ashley who felt Theodore press himself past her lips inside her with a squishy sound. Oooh, mmmh.

"Beautiful results, Master Theodore." Anita praised, before moving on to Dexter. He showed her the wet spots on his finger from rubbing against what had leaked through Madison's underwear.

"Master Dexter-". Anita said disappointedly. "-I find it cute that you want to protect her modesty, really, I do. It's not an uncommon kink to have a lady in the streets and a whore in the sheets." Madison blushed and yet Dexter seemingly had her beat. "But I would appreciate it if you took this seriously." Her tone had a biting chill to it. "Why don't you move her panties to the side and really show me what you have done to this whore."

Dexter gripped the bottom of Madison's panties and dragged them to the side. He didn’t see it from his vantage point like Mr Brown, who saw that the girl was pink and ready between her legs. Out of Anita's sight Dexter’s hand trembled as it touched her bare flesh. Dexter's two fingers moved carefully along Madison's exposed lips, looking for her opening. The woman over his laps shivered once he found it. Dexter held his breath as he eased his fingers into her while keeping eye contact with Anita to appear stoic.

"Aaaah." Madison moaned, then quickly shut her mouth. Dexter reached out his hand to the teacher without saying a word, too stunned to know what to say. In fascination he parted the fingers he just had inside his ****, strands of her girly juices connected between them.

"Very good master Dexter." Anita said, stepping over to Anna and the Principal, not making any more note of Madison and Dexter's prolonged inspection.

Fortunately for Madison, Principal Brown was already discussing ’slut cunts’ with Jack and ignoring Dexter. Anita nodded approvingly to Mr. Brown who was ready for her inspection.

Tatiana growled slightly as the jock was casually finger-fucking her with two fingers. Anita gently reached down and pulled his hand free, a silent rebuke.

"Good job Jack, that one can be tricky." Anita said, seeing the sheen on Jack's fingers.

Anita stepped back in front of all the sitting men. "Now that all of you have examined what a light spanking does to a girl and its effectiveness in forming a strong bond between her potential protector and his slut to be, we can move on to the second purpose of a spanking... Discipline."