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didn't. My body
was completely unexplored, even by me. Sure, I had yearnings from
time to time, particularly for Liam. But I had always felt dirty
when I tried to touch myself before . . . like it was somehow
wrong. All of my life I had wanted to save every sacred part of
myself for the man whom I was to marry. My body was his temple, and
only he would be allowed to give me pleasure. Pleasure that wasn't
shared with a man just seemed pointless to me.
    “Listen.” Master Neil leaned back again. “I
know that this is all new to you, and I know that you're scared.
That's natural, especially for someone in your rare delicate
position. You need to understand though, that we're not here to
hurt you or corrupt you. What we're here to do is help enrich your
life. Mr. Kemble would not have sent you here if he didn't think
you would benefit from it.”
    I'm sure that the only person Mr. Kemble
cares about benefiting is himself , I thought bitterly, but
didn't dare to speak it.
    “Mr. Kemble has given us explicit
instructions to start with the very basics. We're not going to just
toss you into the middle of the BDSM world and expect you to sink
or swim. You have nothing to worry about, I assure you,” his voice
sounded genuine, but I still didn't trust it. “I need to know
though, before we begin, that you're willing to actually give this
a chance. If you're going to be resistant throughout the entire
thing, then you won't benefit from it and shouldn't even be here. I
won't force you to stay, but I will force you to leave if I don't
think that this is a good fit for you.”
    This shocked me. I didn't know that getting
kicked out was an option. While it sounded incredibly appealing, I
had to remember that the happiness of my marriage could potentially
be on the line if I decided to leave.
    “Do you think that this is a good fit for
me?” I asked shyly, letting my vulnerability shine through.
    A warm smile creased Master Neil's lips. “I
think that you're a blank slate, and that makes you a perfect
candidate to benefit from the classes that we offer.”
    It sounded very generic, but I decided to
take it as a yes.
    “I'll tell you what,” he continued. “Go
finish watching the video with the rest of the girls. There's about
thirty minutes left. After the video, we're going to break for
lunch. Let me know what you want to do then. If you still want to
leave, I'll arrange for a limo to come pick you up.”
    I nodded, my mind feeling a bit more at ease
now that I knew I could leave if I wanted to. Master Neil escorted
me back to the classroom, and this time, all the girls watched me
as I took my seat.
    “What did he want?” Mary leaned over to
whisper.
    “He wanted to know if I want to leave.”
    “Why would you want to leave?”
    “Because I didn't sign up for this. My fiance
signed me up for it.”
    “Oh,” she paused for a moment. “Well, you
should stay. It's going to be a whole lot of fun.”
    It was obvious we had a different idea of
what fun was.
    While my eyes stared at the images on the
screen for the next thirty minutes, my mind was worlds away,
fighting an epic battle of should I stay or should I go. I went
over the list of pros and cons in my head, trying to see which way
the scale was tipped. On the pro side, the school was beautiful and
immaculately clean. It was not the trashy dim lit warehouse that I
had expected it to be. The staff, at least the handful of them that
I had met so far, were all professionally dressed and courteous,
seeming genuinely to want to help.
    As for the cons, there really weren't many. I
wasn't dumb enough to think that there wouldn't be any
inappropriate touching involved. The video was a good testament to
that. In it, there were women being paddled on their bare bottoms,
having their nipples clamped and pulled, and even one having her
naked cunt spanked with a riding crop. That would definitely make
me uncomfortable. But the video also promised that I would be
psychologically