Master Donovan's Lessons

Read Through

Linea couldn't get out of his office fast enough. Was she eager to read the papers or terrified to read them? He One week to change the course of her life. She needed to use every minute available.

For the last few years, being a slave to a master occupied such a huge percentage of her mind, the fantasies not only came to her at night in her bed, but lately, even at work, when she was driving, or any other moment when she was alone; sometimes even with her friends her thoughts drifted to her desire to be a slave to her master’s wims.

Friends. She only told one friend about her fantasy. At first Jill was terrified her Linea had such thoughts, but the more they talked, the more Jill began to understand Linea's need was not crazy or perverted, but rather part of her. Jill made Linea promise to keep in constant contact with her if she actually decided to go through with the training and subsequent assignment to a master.

She sent her friend a text. "I'm reading the paperwork now. I'll let you know as soon as I decide. It's a little scary. No, it's a lot scary, but I think I really want to do it. Love ya."

Jill replied. "Love you too. Whatever you decide, I'll be here for you."

Reading through the pages describing training, Linea's emotions mixed fear with arousal, apprehension, and excitement. "Training for a slave can be as short as two months or as long as four months. This depends on how well the individual learns, responds, and masters her tasks as well as understanding her place as a slave."

Understanding her place. Linea was more than ready to serve. She knew her drive to submit to a strong master would make her a superb student. Master Donovan was the perfect one to teach her. He oozed confidence and strength, and he wasn't bad to look at either.

"Training sessions will last twenty minutes, two hours, four hours, eight hours or all night if that is what Master Donovan believes is necessary."

All night with that man. Yes. Sign me up.

"Training will include many levels of b**m, including but not limited to extreme restraints, extended time in restraints, the practice of withholding orgasm, multiple orgasm, rewards and discipline as deemed necessary."

She continued to read, her arousal growing as she read each item on the checklist. She found everything on the required checklist acceptable until she came to one, n****e clamps. She shivered from the horrible memory of her one time experience. She cried from the extreme pain her lover put her through. She nearly vomited and passed out before he removed them. This was on the required list. If she refused n****e clamps, then there was no point in going back. Master Donovan was very clear about what he expected.

Linea closed her eyes to will herself to accept the one little item she feared. Surely he would not try to hurt her. Once he saw her pain, he would stop. She was sure of that.

She moved on to the second part of the list. Some of the items completely disgusted her, and she quickly put a checkmark by them. Some she didn't even know what they were. If she didn't know, then she wanted to err on the side of caution, checking those items "no" as well.

Six times she read through the documents that night and five more times the following six nights.

As her quivering hand held the pen, Linea prepared to sign. She wrote "Em" before scratching the letters out and signing Linea Parker. No one needed to know her real name. Next week she would transform into a new person.

She dropped the paperwork off at his office on day seven without seeing the black-haired master. As she exited the building, Linea looked up to the windows of his office. There he stood watching her. When their eyes found each other, he nodded. That simple gesture both chilled and heated her soul.

Master Donovan would give Linea a new life, one that would never be the same.