The Secrets of Submissive Training

The words from his letter stuck in your head and made you dizzy. What would it be like, cloistered away as some harem ****-concubine? You knew, from personal reading, that few ever saw the concubines of High Masters. They were usually kept cloistered away in cages and gardens where they only interacting with each other or their Master. When they did appear in public, is was as pretty trophies waiting on their owner's hand. They wore face veils, so only their Master could even see their face. Nor were they permitted to speak to anyone beside him. In essence, they lived entirely for him.

So, you asked him about slavery in your next letter. You were careful about veiling the nature of your curiosity, instead asking about the lives of noble girls among his people. How did they accept such a level of dehumanization?

Azaniel's letter countered back, talking about how submission was natural to females. However, the Slavers of the coast had long perfected the art of raising daughters for their collars.

It started at a young age with their education. They were taught to revere the father, emulate their mother's grace, and not to challenge their brothers. Girls were allowed in court and even to interact with boys. However, deference and obedience were taught at a young age. You pouted when he noted in his letter that, as a girl, you would have done well there.

Only once a girl comes of age as a woman grown does her status change to that of an unclaimed concubine. It's then that the training begins. A Domina, a specialized **** who was taught the art of domination, was assigned to her. She lived in constant, total submission to her Domina from that day until she was finally brought into her owner's house.

The three pillars of that training, the surefire method to shape a young woman into a ****-concubine, were pain, pleasure, and surrender.

****-Concubines were taught to both fear and embrace pain. A concubine who spoke out of turn, defied her Master's will, or assert independence faced the overwhelming certainty of a cruel lashing. The constant hovering presence of a Domina meant that the slightest of infractions could be punished. With effort, the simple idea of disobedience was linked inexorably with pain.

Pleasure too was a pillar of control. Just as disobedience and pain were linked in her mind, pleasure was linked to her Master. Concubines were denied useless pleasure and wasteful masturbation. Their Domina trained them relentlessly through a routine of constant, daily edging. Release was never afforded, for a fellow **** could not offer it. True concubines spent their days in the midst of absolute desire, secure in the knowledge that only one person could give them pleasure. Master. All release came from him. All release was granted by him. Serving him and receiving pleasure were one and the same.

Finally came surrender. A concubine could not achieve true happiness while she still understood herself as agent, as one that made decisions. Identity itself was a poison. ****-Concubines ritually gave up their names. Their Dominas and families never used them. Childhood names were discarded and forgotten. A ****-concubine didn't have a name until her Master gave her one. Nor did she have a face. From morning until night, she wore a face veil. Mirrors were forbidden. No one, not even the **** Concubine herself, saw her face until the day she entered her Master's service. He would be the first one to see it, and in so doing, it would become a gift only for him.

Together they were an interlocking web of power and submission. Master was pleasure. Disobedience was pain. The self only existed through the Master. It was total submission.

All of this was far too **** for you to truly process at the time. You were not ready to hear it nor attempt to understand it.

Your reply called the entire suite of practices barbaric. The face veils were nothing but a means to strip women of their equality of spirit. The pain was cruel, sadistic punishment. As for the...sexual practices that he explained...you could understand none of it. Why train the concubines to be pent up and sexless? You were certain that their training would be an endless array of tutoring in sexual arts.

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