Lost in your train of thoughts, you bumped into Trainer Kyle who seemed to be both excited and concerned.
"I presume your training has gone well?", he asked calmly while wearing a nervous smile, "How are you feeling about it?"
"Tired but I'm optimistic," you answered truthfully, "I just realized how complicated things can get especially since most slaves need a firm hand to guide them, right? If you give them too much rope, they get greedy and act out. But if you give them too little, you make them hollow, and they lose all sense of self."
"Heh, you're a quick study," your handsome mentor noted with an amused chuckle, "You've taken to the responsibilities and mentality easily as well. Well, if you're free right now, I could use a bit of help breaking in a ****. He's a bit of neurotic one so I was thinking that maybe having someone closer to his age there would help? What do you think?"
"Shouldn't you have other trainers help for that, Trainer Kyle?" you asked unsure of the decision, "Isn't it too dangerous to let an unexperienced person participate in the proceedings? Not that I mind, of course, but I don't want to screw it up for you."
"You'll be fine," Kyle assured you with a proud look on his face, "Treat it as a learning session. Besides, who better than me to give you a live demonstration of the things you had been learning, eh? Come with me, I'll take care of you."
Before Kyle walked away, he told you his last and most important bit of advise, "What matters is confidence. No matter who or where, confidence has always been the key to success. Don't forget that, young master."
(Warning: The next branch contains religious discussions, internalized homophobia, and similar themes. Avoid if you do not want to read such topics.)
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