Melissa's training begins

Friday morning started early at the lake house. Mia was sent down to the kitchen to make breakfast while Lauren ate Jenna's pussy, and gave their mistress her first orgasm of the day. Breakfast consisted of sausage links, scrambled eggs, and juice for Jenna, Mia, and Lauren. For Melissa, it was a cold bowl of plain oatmeal while still in her cage.

"Ready to start your training," Jenna asked as she stood outside Melissa's cage. The dark-haired girl looked up at her mistress and any hope she had that what she had experienced was just a cruel joke. Jenna had her light brown hair pulled back into a tight bun. She had also put on dark eye shadow and dark red lipstick. She wore a black leather bikini that flaunted her body and thigh-high black latex boots. In her left hand she held a chain link leash, in her right she held a narrow black rod.

"Yes, Mistress," she said fighting back a sob.

"Good," Jenna said with a cold smile as she clipped the leash to the collar around Melissa's neck. She opened the cage and slowly Melissa crawled out. "What you'll be learning first is leash etiquette. If you fail to address me properly, you get punished. If you hesitate or fight me, you get punished. If you do anything other than what I tell you, you get punished. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Mistress, I understand," Melissa said, now sobbing heavily.

"Now, you will walk behind me and when you do, you will keep your eyes on my feet, and keep some slack in your leash, the last thing I want to do is pull your dumbass around."

"Y,Yes, Mistress," Melissa stammered. The two did several laps around the dungeon, Melissa being careful to leave plenty of slack in her leash. She was so focused on walking that she nearly collided with Jenna when she stopped. Jenna noticed this and growled in frustration.

"Turn around, and bend over," she said sternly. Melissa whined but obeyed. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Four hard strokes from the black cane landed on Melissa's ass making her cry out in pain. "Fucking pay attention," Jenna growled into Melissa's ear.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Melissa said before four more painful strokes laned,

"The proper phrasing is, 'I'm sorry, Mistress.'"

"Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress," Melissa quickly responded.

"Next, when you are on a leash and the person holding your leash stops, you will stand with your feet shoulder-width apart and bent over, offering up your ass and pussy for use." wordlessly Melissa obeyed. "Good," Jenna said before again leading Melissa around the dungeon several times. When she stopped, Melissa stopped as well and stood as she had been instructed.

"Does this please you, Mistress?" Melissa asked reluctantly.

"Yes, you're doing very well," Jenna answered. "Moving on though, a downward tug on your leash means you are to kneel." she continued giving a downward tug on the leash and Melissa slowly sank to her knees. "Likewise, an upward tug, means you are to stand." Jenna gave an upward tug and Melissa stood moving her feet shoulder-width apart and bending over. Jenna pulled downward on the leash again and Melissa again sank to her knees.

"This is so humiliating," Melissa thought as she was again led around the dungeon on her leash. Jenna would randomly stop, and wait for Melissa to get into the required position. Then she would tug downward on the leash so Melissa would fall to her knees. From here, sometimes she would begin walking again forcing Melissa to quickly stand and follow to keep appropriate slack in her leash. Other times, she would pull upward on the leash giving the unspoken command for her to stand.

After several hours of this, Jenna gave a downward tug on Melissa's leash and the newly collared, but quickly learning **** knelt to the ground. Jenna moved in front of Melissa and pulled down the bottoms of her leather bikini. "Eat my pussy," she ordered. Tentatively Melissa leaned forward and began to slowly lick Jenna's pussy. It took much longer than she would have liked, but, Jenna eventually did cum from Mellisa's efforts.

"Did that please you, Mistress," Melissa asked with a fearful look on her cum covered face.

"It was a passible effort, but, you'll need practice," she answered. She grabbed a hold of Melissa's leash and led her downstairs. There, Mia and Lauren were dressed as maids and working on lunch. "The house looks good, you two have done well."

"Thank you, Mistress," the two said together.

"Mia, come into the living room, you are going to help Melissa learn how to eat pussy," Jenna said as she turned and led Melissa out of the room.

"Yes, Mistress," Mia said as she turned, and quickly followed after the pair of younger women.

"Melissa lay on the floor," Jenna ordered.

"Yes, Mistress,"

"Mia, get into a sixty-nine, as this is a training exercise for her you may cum as much as you wish," Jenna said as she watched Mia lower herself onto her knees with Melissa's face between her legs, then bend forward placing her own face between Melissa's legs.

"Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress," the blonde said before beginning to eat out the dark-haired teen.

"Melissa you must ask for permission to cum."

"Yes, Mistress," Melissa said her response muffled by Mia's pussy.