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approvingly as he finished up and removed the gloves. He disposed of them as she situated herself. “Return to your previous standing position and tell me what you thought of your first inspection?”
    She looked ahead but didn’t meet his gaze. “I suppose it was okay, Sir. I did what you said, and tried not to feel humiliated. I didn’t really like the mouth part for some reason, and having you up my ass wasn’t as painful as I thought it might be.”
    “Do you recall my earlier conversation about gratitude? I’ve yet to hear your manners, girl.”
    She went still, as if oxygen had been sucked from the room.
    The pounding from Evan’s music suddenly ceased, leaving everything silent.
    “I… Christ. I mean, thank you. Thank you, Sir.”
    “Being inspected like that is a privilege, girl.”
    “I’m not sure I understand, Sir.”
    “I’ll give you a demonstration. And unless you want another after that, I suggest you remember your manners.” He cupped her breasts harshly and squeezed mercilessly.
    “Oh, God! I understand. I’m sorry, Sir!” she gasped. “Thank you! Thank you!”
    “Much better. Now your nipples.” He pinched quickly and hard, then released her.
    “Argh,” she said, tears welling in her eyes. “Thank you, Sir.”
    He repeated the process, using extraordinary pressure.
    “Sir! Sir! Thank you.”
    He slapped her pussy sharply. “I should use a cane on this to reinforce the lesson.”
    “Thank you for your kindness.”
    He fingered her cunt without bringing her any pleasure. When she didn’t thank him quickly enough, he slapped her again and a third time. “Open your mouth.” He donned a new pair of gloves while she nervously watched and waited. This time he forced her mouth apart until he knew her jaw ached. He met and held her gaze. Her eyes were wide and unblinking, filled with remorse. The little sounds she made were of gratitude, and she drew shallow breaths through her nose.
    “Now show me that ass.” Because he’d already stretched her anus, and because her rear passage had already been lubed, he squirted only a small amount of gel onto his fingertips before entering her with no prior verbal warning. He stretched her wide, and quickly added a third finger. He fucked her several times as she whimpered her gratitude. “Now, girl, kneel back and think about the differences in those experiences and how thankful you are that I was so lenient with you the first time.”

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Emotion, regret, resolve and the residual pain from his use overwhelmed her. Chelsea had begged him to train her, but she had to admit that he was right. She’d really had no idea what she’d been asking for. It was a long way from kink that made her giggle to…this.
    She struggled into the position he’d said, fighting for breath as she placed her upturned hands on her thighs. He draped a blanket around her shoulders.
    Chelsea knew then she’d never been with a true Dom before. She had watched Sara and Lyle together, and at the parties she’d attended she’d observed a couple of scenes. Even here, she’d seen interactions between servers and others, subs and Doms. And still, she hadn’t understood. Even though she’d watched it with her own eyes, Chelsea hadn’t realised how perfectly Brandy responded to Master Alexander. It was obvious she was focused on only him while she’d knelt, while she’d been exposed, while he’d brutalised her nipples.
    When they’d talked, Gregorio had tried to explain it to Chelsea. But the last ten minutes had changed everything for her. She finally understood. Being a sub wasn’t just about getting an occasional mind-blowing experience. It was about transcending or transforming your perceptions. Maybe the whips and chains were part of it, but they weren’t all of it.
    She took in a few breaths and blinked back the tears.
    “Please look at me,” Master Alexander said in a soft and reassuring voice. He didn’t sound like the same person