Sir Bill

Author's note: Hey, gang! I know its been a bit, but things have been a bit crazy as I'm sure everyone is aware. This story is definitely not over and I do have a few chapters to post today with more coming soon. However, its likely they will be in spurts as I have a lot of tie-ins that I don't want to just post as small chapters without follow through.

As always, I hope you enjoy and I love to hear any and all feedback!

-V

Hearing the front door close and dialogue happening in the other room as she finished packing up her kit, Katie turned to fix the back of Vyki’s skirt as it had bunched up in back. As Katie continued around her dress, Vyki finally broke her concentration when she noticed Katie moving around in front of her. Having not been able to hear what discussion was taking place by the front door, Vyki moved her focus to the woman helping her, “thank you again for all your help, Katie.”

Katie stood up in front of her, “honestly, I wasn’t sure this was going to work well when Mi...Molly brought it up months ago. But you’ve really surprised me; you’ve taken a lot more dedication to this than I thought you would.”

Vyki grinned at the almost back handed complement, “um, thanks?” she said with a grin.

Katie looked at her with a grin, “can you really fault me for thinking that ‘Paul’ wouldn’t have gone through with turning into the hot, slutty Vyki for her sexy Mistress?” Katie asked pointedly as she held up Vyki’s hands and looked into her dropped eyes. “Seriously, I would have anticipated him bailing within the first week and scrambling to put something together at the last minute as he called me in panic and now...” Katie stepped back looking at her.

“Girls!” Molly shouted from the other room, “come on out!”

“Yes, ma’am,” they replied in near unison before giggling.

“Now, you need to go to your submissive training, Vyki,” Katie said with a bit of urgency before reaching up and giving her a big hug. “Take just a moment to get a good breath and then follow right after me. K?”

Taking a deep breath, Vyki replied “k,” before releasing the hug from Katie only to see her walk out the bedroom door.

A moment by herself, Vyki took a deep breath and told herself this was not that big of a deal, just more fun and enjoyment to have with her partner. There were plenty of restrictions and she was sure there was nothing she had to worry about; just an exciting learning experience. With one final breath, she plastered a soft smile on her face and strutted towards the door.

“Ah! There’s our girl!” Molly announced seeing Vyki walk out in her sexy uniform.

As Vyki looked around the room and took in the situation as she stepped in, juxtaposition really hit her. Not only was she dressed patently different as some sort of tawdry maid, just the fact she was in a dress made her stand out. For Molly to be in pants at all was rare, but to have Katie standing there in loose shirt & comfy shoes next to Molly, Vyki’s plans were obviously different from the other girls.

Then to have Sir Bill now standing just inside the entry way wearing a fitted tee showing off the broad shoulders and even relaxed the cuffs strained to encircle his biceps. With his carved torso leading the fit triangle down to his own pair of jeans. While the girls’ jeans may have been hugging their hips, Sir Bill’s threatened to burst from his powerful thighs. Having the three of them all seem to evaluate Vyki’s appearance, she couldn’t help but feel conditioned air blow over her bare legs as if to tease her about her contrast.

Turning to Bill, Molly said with a bit of a rushed tone, “now, you got that control tablet, and she read over the agreement & is cool with it all. I know y’all don’t have a lot of time, so we’re going to get out of your hair.”

Grabbing her purse and keys, she waved briefly to Vyki before turning to the door, “you be a good subbie girl for Sir Bill and I’ll use you soon.” Seeing her friend rush out the door, Katie grabbed her things and followed quickly behind Molly, “bye!”

As the door sealed behind the ladies leaving, Vyki finally turned her attention over to a very stern looking Bill holding a small electronic device. The abrupt stillness of the house and the persistent stare of her once trainer made her feel suddenly uneasy. She couldn’t help but feel judged as she stood there in silence, and felt she could only ease the situation by breaking the quiet; nervously she said, “hello,” and gave an awkward wave.

“So, you’re on board with this?” Bill finally asked wave the electronic device with the training agreement on the screen.

Vyki nodded her head, “uh-huh.” However, her body was met with an unmistakably familiar short ZAP to her crotch as her eyes bugged wide.

“I’m pretty sure you learned there is a better way to address your trainer than ‘uh-huh’, girl,” Bill said with a straight, deep, definitive tone that sent a cold chill down Vyki’s spine. Gone was the comforting and cordial friend wearing a Santa suit from a few days ago. In his place was a large, stern man with unflinching eyes and a panel to remotely attack her very sensitive organ.

While Vyki questioned the sanity of this activity, she swallowed as she tried to dig through her memories to try to recall what Bill was after. A light bulb went off as she cautiously replied, “y-yes, Sir Bill, I’m on board.” She knew this was probably a situation she needed to get out of and tried to figure out how to buy some time to figu.... <BUZZZ>

“Good girl,” Bill said encouraging the proper response. “Make sure you’re responding to them fully and addressing them appropriately.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Vyki replied reflexively to the praise as she struggled to remember what she was thinking about. Her brain barely got back into figuring out what to figure out a way out of this, Sir Bill continued.

“Get in your starting position from our training sessions,” Bill said indicating a pillow on the floor in front of him.

“Yes, Sir,” Vyki said and received a quick distracting <BUZZ> as she strutted over to the pillow before kneeling back down and spreading her knees to either side of the pillow before looking up, up, and up to Sir Bill.

<BuZz> “Good girl, Vyki,” Bill said as he broke into explaining how things were going to go. “While we did training before and you did graduate from it, there was a key aspect that was missing from the curriculum that your partner has found as a gap.”

Vyki knew there was something she was supposed to be figuring out but she was having a hard time focusing on anything other than Sir Bill’s booming voice as she could feel her breathing grow and anxiety build as she thought about what she was doing when she ‘graduated’ and was trying push the conflicting emotions of it as Sir Bill continued on.

“While you apparently have been able to slink around and pass for a middle-aged slutty girl, showing the discipline and reverence of a submissive girl is apparently beyond you at the moment.” Bill paused for a brief moment and could see Vyki about to form a rebuttal. Before letting it form that into a complete thought, he interrupted that, “however, I know we can agree that you have the capacity to be a proper and devoted submissive willing to serve and honor your superiors. Wouldn’t you agree, girl?”

Vyki was at first insulted that she was accused of not being able to do something but now somehow thankful that Sir Bill knew that given the chance she could do whatever was needed. “Yes, Sir Bill. I will fill the role of a proper submissive.”

Bill leaned down and got within a few inches of Vyki’s face, “oh, girlie, I know you can do more than just fill a role. With your dedication and my tutelage, you will be the best damn submissive slut for your Mistress you can be. Right, girl?”

Vyki was feeling a little oppressed by Sir Bill’s encroachment, but was sure she could do what was needed. “Yes, Sir Bill...” Vyki replied only to be interrupted by Sir Bill before she could continue.

“You’re going to show her that you are proper & poised pledge to your precious princess. Providing passionate submissive service to her matriarchally mastery that will surpass even her superior skills. Isn’t that right, girl?”

Vyki was getting lost in his inspirational alliteration echoing decades old memories of high school locker room and coach pushing his team. “Yes, Sir Bill.” Vyki just hoped she didn’t have to restate it.

“Now, we only have a few hours to get through a few weeks worth of deep physical and mental training, so I need you to give it your all. Focus on what I tell you, do as instructed, and give your best to show me that you can be a proper submissive and that you won’t dishonor Me or your Mistress,” Bill continued as he stood back erect.

“You’re going to feel some urges to push back to go against me, but you need to remember this is what you signed up for and I will not dishonor your limits,” Bill warned. “You will need to set those urges aside and listen to your superior.” He paused for a moment to emphasize as he looked down his nose at the girl before him, “you may have filled the part of a top in the past but you will need to break out of that habit for these and play your role as a dedicated submissive. Do you think you can handle that?” He said with raised eyebrow in question down to the girl.

Vyki wasn’t sure which she felt more insulted by: that he questions her ability to perform as a submissive or that he thought that Paul was ‘filling the part of a top’. Regardless, she was sure he was just trying to egg her on, so she responded as expected and responded, “Yes, Sir Bill, I’m sure with your skilled tutelage and I can dedicate myself to being the best submissive for my Mistress.”

“And you’re willing to do whatever I tell you to do when I tell you to do without question. Right, girl?” Bill asked.

“Yes, Sir Bill, I will do what you tell me to when you tell me to do it,” Vyki said sure of herself that was what he was looking for.

“Take out my cock and suck it.” Bill instructed flatly.