With introspection and into the next

Standing alone at the sink scrubbing down the dishes, lost in thought as she rubs a spot for the hundredth time for a non-existent spot as her mind replays everything through her head. Had she really tried to be a brat for Sir Bill? Did she really enjoy being spanked by him? And why did the tingle in her tender ass feel so good even now several minutes later?? She thought she was just going to act and play the role of a submissive, but was she actually enjoying this?

Shifting to the glasses she found it odd how even now she didn’t seem upset in the least. She actually felt relaxed if not a little unfocused. Had she just been lying to herself for years? Was she really a natural submissive? Why did she think of Daddy... er Lou when Sir Bill was rubbing her ass with that hot lotion, massaging her so deeply, and so wonderfully warm & sexy... so strong & powerful... ‘DAMMIT!’ Vyki shouted to herself in her head as she felt pelvis instinctively rubbing against the counter trying to rub her trapped rod as impossible as it was.

‘I’m just trying to learn to be a good submissive for Molly. Mistress. Mistress Molly who I love with all my heart and has done so much for me over the years. If she wants me to try at being a submissive sexy slut for her, then that’s what I need to do. Regardless of how much Sir Bill tries to distract me, I will be the best submissive for her I can be!’ Vyki continued to debate with herself as she put away the clean dishes.

Finished with her immediate task, she took the opportunity to try to look at her behind in the shiny metal of her fridge’s door. Although the image was frosted and warped by the surface, she was surprised at how much redder the general area was. Reaching back with her hand, she rubbed over it feeling the smooth, slick, warm surface and couldn’t deny how good it felt. However, as she rubbed it, she couldn’t help but note how much weaker and smaller her hand felt than Sir Bill’s. Her hand, as good as it felt and energized the lingering pleasurable tingle, didn’t seem to send nearly the power that Sir Bill had imposed by simply rubbing it.

Feeling her pulse rise, breathing increase, and pressure in her pouch below grow, Vyki knew she had to stop before she grew too distracted and kept Sir Bill waiting too long. Taking one last look before straitening her dress, Vyki took a deep breath and walked back to the living room to wait on Sir Bill’s next assignment.

However, when she got the living room, it was empty. Looking around, she saw a light one in the guest bath and saw Sir Bill step out of it.

Seeing the girl look almost distraught at not finding him, Bill grinned and said, “over here, girl,” beckoning her to her next assignment.

Vyki wasn’t sure his plans were for the small water closet, but she wasn’t about to ignore him and strutted directly over to him.

“You’re lucky that it looks like someone regularly takes care of the items in here, but it's nothing that couldn’t be improved upon. I want you to clean every surface of porcelain in here,” Bill instructed to ensure she knew how to obey even the most mundane of directions.

Vyki wasn’t sure if she should be offended that he thought it was done poorly as it was usually Paul cleaning the bathrooms, or relieved that he gave her such a familiar task.

Seeing the contemplation going on Vyki’s face, Bill figured he’d toss her a lifeline, “do you know how to do it? Do you need me to stay and direct you through it?” Bill asked sincerely.

“No, Sir Bill, I am well aware on how to clean the bathroom,” Vyki said trying to hide her annoyance at the implication of not knowing how to do things around the house.

“Good,” Bill said, “do you have your earbuds you used to use and the track you used for focusing during your earlier training?”

Vyki looked at him perplexed, but responded, “um, yes, Sir Bill, they’re in the office and the vocal training playlist should be in there.”

“Good, good,” Bill said glad to see this would still line up. “Go get them and kick off the track, and bring me the earbuds; I want to ensure you’re focused on your task and your mind isn’t wondering too far.”

“yes... Sir,” Vyki said feeling like something was loaded in this statement but went to the office to retrieve the items and set up her playlist. Returning back to the bathroom, she saw Sir Bill glance up from a tablet he was holding as she approached.

“All set?” Bill asked the girl-in-training; holding out his hand to accept the earbuds he confirmed, “those are noise cancelling, right?”

“Um, yes, Sir Bill, they cancel out noise around me,” Vyki responded unsure where he was going with this as she placed the small black buds in his hands.

“Good. You always seemed such a good, focused girl on your training,” Bill said as he accepted them. “Now, step into the bathroom and assume the collaring position.”

Vyki tentatively took a few steps in as her mind replayed the session from this morning and latched onto the pose. Once fully in the room and standing on the big fluffy mat, she turned and faced Sir Bill as she carefully knelt in the confined space, absentmindedly checking the collar Mistress Molly had put on her earlier was still in place before putting her hands up behind her head and spreading her knees to look up at Sir Bill questioningly.

Seeing the apprehensive gesture at her collar, Bill assured with his explanation, “don’t think for a minute I would dishonor your sacred collar or assume her position. However, I do need to train you, and this is a close equivalent.” Seeing her relax and shift acceptingly, Bill continued, “Now lock your eyes with mine as you would with hers to show she holds your undivided attention and block out any of the world around you.” Ensuring her eyes followed his as he shifted wait from side to side, he instructed further, “It's important you stay docile, still and quiet during this position and before she places the collar on you. This open and **** position shows your acceptance, but your quiet stillness amplifies your readiness and determination to serve.”

Vyki was surprised at the intensity she was feeling at Sir Bill’s stare, but it seemed to almost burn with a strong warmth as he leaned down close to her after he spoke. She was so lost in the intensity of his gaze mere inches from her own, she was surprised to feel his hand brushing hair away from her ear as she hadn’t even seen his arm move and gasped briefly as she felt his powerful fingers effortless tracing the helix of her ear but didn’t dare break eye contact with him for much more than a rapid blink. Feeling his fingers travel down over her lobe and back up, she could feel him place the device under her tragus as Mistress’s voice rang through her ear canal ‘I should enjoy giving pleasure to my partner.....’ as the loop continued playing.

Vyki tried not to get too focused on hearing her voice as it looked like Sir Bill was about to continue instructing her.

“Now, normally a girl would receive her directives after her collar was in place but it's likely after this other one is put in place it would be hard to hear me, so listen closely to me now,” Bill informed her.

As he finished up, Vyki heard Molly’s voice impatiently call out, ‘I want to be a good slut...’ and resisted the urge to shift her hips or nod as Sir Bill told her to stay still & quiet.

“When I put this second one in your ear, you need to listen to the teachings, but also you need to focus on your tasks as its imperative that you do a good job and show me how skilled you are at providing quality service. Your task is to clean all the porcelain in this room and ensure it sparkles. Once you are done and have checked it over, come out and wait quietly next to me.” Bill let that all sink in before he added, “it would be best for you to practice your vocal training, but also it would be good for you to practice this phrase, ‘it is imperative I empower my Mistress with perfected service.’ Now let me hear you say it.”

Vyki swallowed not realizing how dry her mouth was and said, “it is imperative I empower my Mistress with perfected service.”

“Good girl,” <BUZZ> Bill rewarded her, “again.”

“It is imperative I empower my Mistress with perfected service,” Vyki said as she felt a warmth in herself for doing it twice in a row perfectly.

“Very good, girl,” <BUZZZ> “now any last questions before you perform your task, girl?”

Vyki lightly shook her head still staring into Sir Bill’s commanding eyes and quietly said, “no, Sir Bill,” as she heard the track drift into her own voiced lines, ‘a good girl wants to do whatever she can to make her partner happy....’

“Good girl,” <BUZZ> “Don’t open this door until you’re done; make your Mistress proud,” Bill said before he placed the other earbud in Vyki’s ear and stood up.

Vyki could almost feel the base silence of the world around her fade away as her audible world was filled with her own vocal lessons as she watched Sir Bill stand up fully. As he stepped back, she only lightly heard the door click as she saw the handle rotate into its resting position as she stood herself up to get to work.