Bringing Sally Home

Sally and I pulled into my parking spot outside my building. I turned off the car and looked at Sally. I started to say something but she spoke first.

"Look, when we walk in, she's going to be confused and scared. But if she's been trained like you said, she probably won't show it. I want you to take over. Order her to kneel if she isn't already. Talk to me not her. Have her serve us, but nothing for her. We need to go sit and talk ignoring her not include her at all. If we run out of things to say, send her to the kitchen to fix dinner or something. Got it?" Sally asked.

I nodded and opened my door. We got out and headed for the elevator. I was nervous as hell. Sally and I had never gone out before, and now she was coming to my apartment to see my ****. What the fuck have I got myself into? I asked myself.

We got to my floor and there was no sign of my nosey neighbor. At least that was in my favor. I grabbed the knob and hesitated. Sally leaned in to me and whispered.

"You can do this. Relax and take charge."

I nodded and opened my door. As usual Carrie was naked and kneeling on the floor just out of sight. I noticed a small smile when she saw me, but it quickly disappeared as soon as she saw Sally. Her head dropped and she stared at the floor.

"****, GO GET US A GLASS OF WINE." I BARKED.

Carrie jumped up and rushed to the kitchen. I looked at Sally and she nodded and smiled. "Keep it up." She whispered.

I pointed at the couch and we walked over and sat down. Carrie returned with two glasses of white wine, knelt in front of us and held out the glasses. As soon as we took them from her she spread her legs wide and placed her arms behind her, pushing out her bare breasts. Carrie never looked up but kept her eyes to the floor.

"So this is the ****?" Sally said her voice emotionless. Before I could answer, she leaned forward and grabbed Carrie's chin. She pulled it up to look her in the eyes.

"Not much to look at is she?"

"She grows on you after a while," I answered.

"Have you explored her training?" Sally asked.

"N-No," I stuttered, "We're still working things out." I explained. I hated I sounded like an idiot but it was the truth.

"****, show me your positions!" Sally demanded.

"Yes Mistress." Carrie said and quickly pulled her hands behind her head. "Present." She said.

"Go ahead." Sally growled.

Carrie then rolled over, put her head on the floor, her arms straight out above her head, her ass up in the air and her legs spread. "Surrender." She spoke again.

"Continue."

Carrie went from pose to pose, always calling out the pose. She must have demonstrated ten poses. By the time she finished her body was covered with a sheen of sweat.

Sally smiled and started to grill Carrie on all the poses, calling out each one and Carrie jumping from pose to pose. I wanted to stop her, but when I looked at her she shook her head. Finally she barked, "Present" and looked at me.

"She seems to be well trained. Have you given it the rules yet?" Sally asked me. I knew she already knew I did, but I answered anyways. "Yes, they're on the fridge."

"**** go get your rules." Sally barked.

Carrie jumped up and ran to the kitchen. She came back, handed Sally the rules and returned to the required position.

Sally made a big deal of reading the rules, grunting a couple of times and laughing at other. I looked at Carrie and could see the fear in her eyes. I wanted to calm her and tell her not to worry. But Sally had told me to not say anything.

Sally finally finished reading and looked at me. She glanced back a Carrie, and growled. "These won't do." As she tore up the paper. "****, go fix dinner and it better be good. I'm hungry."

Carrie quickly got up and rushed back to the kitchen once again. Sally waited for a couple of minutes before she quietly said to me. "You need to come up with new rules. More restrictive, with you as her Master. They can't be general, but specific. Also each day give her a list of things to do or restrain her. It's doesn't matter which, but you need to be in charge."

I nodded and then asked, "Can you help?"

"You are truly lost aren't you?" She laughed. "Yes before I leave we will have new rules for her."

We sat there a talked for a while as Carrie worked diligently in the kitchen. It was about twenty minutes later when Cassie walked in to the living room and stood waiting to be recognized.

I looked at Sally and she shook her head slightly. We talked for almost a minute before she shifted her eyes towards Carrie.

I understood and looked at Carrie. "What is it ****?" I asked. My voice strong but not angry.