Light training of Carrie

We sat there checking out all the sexual devices we bought. There were paddles, crops, cuffs, clips, plugs, blindfolds, and gags. I held back the vibrators and dildos, not wanting her to see those just yet. By the time everything was unwrapped, Carrie walked into the living room and stopped dead in her tracks. I looked at her as she stared at the table. I wondered what was going through her mind as she knelt on the other side of the table in the required present position.

"Go get your lists." I demanded.

Carrie didn't bother to stand but crawled to my desk and grabbed the pad again. She brought it back and got in position again.

Sally and I looked at each list, going over every item. We really didn't care but wanted the **** to question what she had listed. I finally looked up and asked.

"Where did you learn to cook"

"Master, my mother was a great cook. For as long as I can remember she had me helping her in the kitchen. She always told me that if I wanted to please my man I needed to know how to cook and clean." She said and I noticed a small smile cross her face.

"I see this list is pretty extensive. Are you sure you need all of this?" I questioned.

"Master, you really don't have anything but TV dinners, and frozen entrees. I can make much better dinners for you. But there's nothing to fix."

"Is that the same with the cleaning supplies"

"Yes Master, you had some but I've used almost everything up." She answered, her voice strong which surprised me.

"Your personal items leave a lot to be desired. If you ever go out, I want you to look your best. I'm disappointed that you don't appreciate what I want." I growled.

"Please Master, I was never allowed to go out before. I haven't worn any makeup forever. I'm sorry to disappoint you." Her strong voice gone and her body slumped.

"What do you think Sally?" I asked

Sally looked at Carrie and then at me before she spoke. "The **** has a lot to learn. I think we have a lot of work ahead of us. However, we do need to get her attention for future tasks." She finished as she picked up a steel collar with a lock and held it up to me. I smiled and took it from her as she grabbed a set of nipple clips with a chain connecting them.

I looked at Carrie. crooked my finger, and pointed at a spot between my legs. Carrie quickly crawled between my legs. I wasn't sure what she was thinking but I notice a small drip slide down her thigh. I grabbed her hair and pulled her face close to me. I handed Sally the collar and she locked it around Carrie's neck. I could feel her body tremble as she felt the collar close. Just as she heard the lock snap shut, I heard a moan escape from her mouth.

I released her hair and she returned to the proper position. I smiled and grabbed the clips. I made a production of running the chain through the ring on her collar. Carrie was panting and I was sure she was aroused. When I closed the first clip on her nipple she moaned and gasped at the same time. I really think she climaxed when I did the same to her other nipple.

"Maybe this will remind you to do a better job next time." I said as I looked into her eyes. I had expected a look of defeat in her eyes as I was treating her like all her other Masters or Mistresses, but instead I saw relief and a bit of lust in her eyes. I pulled the chain hard and her nipples turned into cones. I watched as her eyes closed and a moan from somewhere deep inside her escaped her.

I wanted this to be all, but Sally handed me a crop and barked. "Bend over the table ****. You need more than a pinched nipple. Carrie quickly got in position. Her ass sticking up and right in front of us. Sally smiled and asked, "may I?"

I handed her the crop and a second later, she brought it down on our ****'s bare ass. The sound of the smack echoed off the walls and a second later, Carrie called out. "Thank you Mistress, may I have another?"

Sally looked at me and smiled. I glanced at her tits and her nipples pushing out from her top. I watched as she continued to use the crop until the ****'s ass was crisscrossed with bright red stripes. When she finally finished, Carrie slid off the coffee table and dropped to the floor.

"Thank you, Mistress. This **** will work to do better next time."

I was slightly shocked when Carrie kissed Sally's shoes as she spoke. I let her continue before I ordered her back to the middle of the room. Carrie crawled in position and waited for her next command. That is when Sally pulled out the bags of clothes.