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Positions        The collaring ceremony and reception had been a great success. It was a small affair but all had a good time. There were only 10 people in attendance, but were very close friends to the Mistress and her newly collared sub. The actually ceremony had been short and sweet, it had been just a mere formality as the two had been together for 2 years now. They signed the formal agreement, which they had drawn up together. It contained limits, expectations, and rules regarding their union. Next the Mistress presented the sub with her collar. The gold collar came in a beautifully hand crafted leather case, inside with the collar was a gold necklace which was to be worn in place of the collar, while the sub was at work. The sub presented the Mistress with a gold necklace that had a gold heart locket that was trimmed with diamond chips. It was a symbol of the heart she was giving to her Mistress, There was a dinner party held after the ceremony, held at a lovely intimate restaurant. The dinner party turned out to be one of those occasions that everybody had such a great time but you knew it could never be reproduced no matter how much you planned or tried to imitate it again. After dinner the mistress and her sub returned to their home. As they entered, the sub looked anxiously at the basement door then back to her Mistress. The Mistress smiled at her sub and told her "there will be time for that latter, we will start your training in the morning." The sub felt great disappointment, as for the past month she hadn’t been allowed to her Mistress’s house. The Mistress was having remodeling done to the dungeon to celebrate their new life together, and wanted it to be a surprise. The sub’s spirits were lifted as her Mistress said, "tonight we will make love." They went upstairs together and shared a long night of lovemaking. The sub woke up just before the alarm went off. Her Mistress had told her to set it for 9:00 so they could sleep in after such a busy day. She rolled over to put her arm around her Mistress and smell her beautiful red hair, only to discover Mistress was not there. She looked around the room, seeing a note taped to the mirror. The note read, "Good morning my love, your training is about to begin. Put your robe on, but only your robe, and go down and make yourself breakfast. There is some fresh cut melon in the refrigerator, grab yourself a small bowl and enjoy it. When you are through wash your dish, and then hang your robe on the hook in the basement door. Go ahead downstairs and be waiting for me, wait as I have shown you how to wait. You may look around at our new room, I do hope you enjoy it, I think it has come out rather well." The sub grabbed the robe her Mistress had bought for her. It was a short black silk robe that barely covered her bottom. After eating she started down the stairs with great anticipation. She had been down there numerous times over the past 2 years but the last month she had missed it. Mistress always seemed to fill her role with much greater spirits while down there. It had a post and ropes from the ceiling and various tools of discipline down there, but it still had always looked like a basement. Exposed block walls, furnace, water heater, and such things. As she neared the bottom of the stairs she realized this had all been changed. The walls were lined with a black velvet material. Covering the velvet were beautiful pleated curtain swags with velvet sashes. The curtains were a very striking shade of Maroon. The floor had divided into thirds. To the left there was carpet; to the right a platform had been built it was only about a foot off the ground. The center was still concrete but had been painted black with a maroon circle painted in the middle of the floor. The sub was sure that that was the spot where she was to wait. Looking back to the left, she noticed a large black leather recliner underneath a bookshelf. On the shelf were several leather bound books both new and old; she knew what the books were, as she had been reading them off and on for the past 2 years. They consisted of Victorian lesbian erotica, bondage novels, instructional books, and a few journals on case studies of the submissive view. She realized that this little corner library had been built for her. Also on the carpeted area was a small table for 2. It was covered with a maroon tablecloth matching the curtains. On the table was a rose in a silver vase next to a candle in a beautiful silver holder. In the center of the room in the middle of the painted circle was the post. Although, it was no longer the old wooden post it had been padded and wrapped in black leather. From the ceiling there were no longer the old white ropes hanging, they had been replaced with black nylon rope. Also in that area of the floor there was something new. It was a pummel horse. It was padded and wrapped in leather. In the middle a threaded bolt stuck out about an inch. The sub could only imagine what kind of attachments Mistress had to put on the bolt. There was also a large chest of drawers as well as a trunk; the sub knew they would be filled with various implements of discipline. Next to the platform where the large metal kennel used to sit, was a slightly larger cage made of wrought iron and painted black. Inside the cage was a large black pillow that had the name Sara stitched on it. Up on the platform, running along the wall, was a padded bench covered in black leather. The sub realized that she wouldn’t be spending much time on that bench, but more likely bound at her Mistress’s feet, as she rested on the bench. Looking over to her right the utilities were no longer visible but had been divided by a wall covered to match the outer walls. You had to really look to notice the black doorknob sticking out of the wall. Protruding from the new acoustic ceiling were various can lights accentuating the various areas of the room. Highlighting the post were 2 spotlights hanging from the ceiling. The sub went to the circle and stood straight with her arms behind her back and head down to wait for her Mistress. It seemed like hours but about 20 minutes later she heard her Mistress coming down the stairs. She could feel Mistress’s presence behind her, but didn’t move, feeling goose bumps starting to pop out all over her body. Mistress just stood there looking at her for along time. Then she felt her fingernail tracing a line down her spine, causing her to shiver. Mistress walked in front of her but the sub didn’t look up. "You may look up, dear, said the Mistress." Looking up the sub couldn’t believe how beautiful her Mistress was. She wore a beautiful leather bustier that brought out the highlights of her long red hair. She also wore thigh high leather boots with heels to die for. Mistress smiled at her, "I hope you like the room I have made for us dear." The sub started to speak only to be hushed. "You can tell me latter hun, it is time we start. Head down again and let me look at you." Mistress walked around inspecting her sub carrying a long handled leather crop, which touched the ground when her arm was down. She traced all over the subs skin. Mistress went back in front of the sub, telling her to look up. "From now on when I am in front of you, look up at me, unless you are bound and prevented from doing so. I want you to always look me in the eyes, so you will see the love in them that I have for you. Stick out your tongue." The sub did as she was instructed. The Mistress put the crop just in front of her tongue. The sub started to lick it. The Mistress pulled it away, screaming NO!!! The sub looked at her startled, as the Mistress explained, "I know you were just trying to anticipate what I wanted but you need to wait for me to tell you to do it. It is very important that you do only what I ask of you. You must never assume. I will always let you know what to do. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress," answered the sub. A quick slap on the breast with the crop caused her to scream out. "When I want you to answer me I will say your name at the end of the question. It may be luv, hun, sweet one, slut, bitch, pet, or whatever else I want to call you. I will only call you these things when we are in role because I know it excites you. When we aren’t in role I would never call you these names my love. Understand, now slut?" "Yes Mistress I understand," which was followed by a crop to each breast. "When I want an explanation I will ask for it, unless told otherwise, Yes Mistress and No Mistress will be all that is necessary. Again it is a matter of waiting to be told what to do, don’t assume." The Mistress rubbed the subs reddened breast. "I know we have done things before this, but things are different now, you must learn, as I know you will. I know you are eager to please me, and I love that about you, but you have to learn to wait and do only what you are told. Does that make since to you little bitch." "Yes Mistress". The Mistress smiled, caressing the subs cheek, "Very good dear. I can’t stress to you, how much I love you. I will never strike you in anger. I only do these things because I know you desire them. I am so blessed to be receiving your gift of submission and my gift to you will be to give you all that you desire. "Down here you are my sub as well as my love. When we are elsewhere you are my love and soul mate, I will never hurt or belittle you. I want you to be yourself, because it is you that I have fallen in love with. Down here or when we are in roll elsewhere, we do these things to show our love for one another." The Mistress went over to the chest and brought out a smaller crop with a thicker leather end. Mistress had explained to the sub sometime ago that she preferred thick leather because it was less likely to bruise. Whereas she liked to see her subs red, black and blue did not appeal to her. According to her, bondage and discipline involved some pain at times it didn’t need to be severe to serve its purpose. Although she had a bit of a sadistic side it rarely showed and when it did it was never too severe. She wondered why a person would ever want to hurt the one she loved, as well as the one who had given her such a special gift of submission. The Mistress returned with both crops, tucking the longer one under her arm she proceeded to swat the sub here and there bringing out a nice shade of red. The Mistress told the sub how beautiful she looked in that shade of red. The sub felt tremendous knowing she was pleasing her Mistress. "Now we will work on your positions, the first ones we will go through are basic positions that you will use here and also use them when we are with groups and demonstrations. The other positions will only be used in private for our pleasure. I will not have you displayed like a piece of meat for public viewing. This standing position you are in is the standing position. Your next one will be called kneeling. When I hit the ground once with my crop you will kneel, I may say the word kneel but, not always. The mistress step over to the right of the sub, the sub lowered her head, as Mistress was no longer in front of her. The Mistress complimented the sub for her actions and told her how fast she was learning made her happy. The sub was glowing with pride. She heard the crop hit the ground once, bending her back she dropped to her knees straightening back up hands behind her back and head bowed. She heard a wish and felt a sharp sting to her breast. The Mistress proceeded to rub it. Telling the sub, she knew it hurt but it was necessary because she had done it wrong. "You are to lower yourself with your back straight, it should be one fluid motion, I demand good posture from you, I will not have other D’s thinking you are a slob, I want them to admire you as I do. As you assume this position you will cross your feet and wrists behind your back, keeping back straight and head bowed." The mistress flicked the crop into the air and said up. The said straightened up and assumed her standing waiting position, as the mistress walked in front of her, the sub looked into her eyes. The Mistress was smiling telling her good. "One thing I should explain is that if another D is putting you through positions at one of our groups you are to keep your head down, my eyes are the only ones I want you to see." A crack on the floor sent the sub down to her kneeling position perfectly. The Mistress took the subs chin in her hand and kissed her fully on the lips. " The next position is called down and will be commanded by the word down or 2 cracks on the floor. All you have to do for down is rest your ass on your feet while in the kneeling position. Two cracks were heard and the sub lowered her ass on her feet. Mistress rubbed her shoulders whispering how good she was and how lucky she was to have such a good sub. "The next position was called fours and was commanded by 3 hits on the floor or the word fours. She was to rest her hands on the floor keeping her feet crossed and assume the doggie position. Mistress instructed her that she should push her ass out as far as she could and arch her back till it felt like her spine would snap and hold that position until told otherwise. The fourth position was called flat. She was to lean forward arms stretched out in front of her wrists crossed, forehead to the ground, ass as close to her feet, which were still crossed, as possible. This command would be done with four cracks on the ground or the command flat. The Mistress held her in the flat position for an excruciating amount of time. The sub felt muscles tightening she didn’t know she had. The aches and cramps were setting in. The Mistress explained that the commands for her to rise would be up. 1 up meant to go back to the previous position. Or 2 or 3 ups would be given having her go up that many positions. When rising up more than one position she was to go through the motions of the previous positions just not stopping until in the position commanded. It should be done in fluid motions. They went through the positions for several hours, up and down never stopping, receiving the occasional smack when wrong and praise when good. Sweat was rolling off the subs body. Finally mistress told her to go kneel by the table as she went up the stairs. She came back with a large bowl of melon. Sitting in the chair with the sub at her side. She kissed her, telling her how good she had done. "Far better than I thought you would be, for our first session. We have more work to do but I know you can do it. We're doing this to help you get into your role, I am not doing this to be cruel. In 3 weeks we're going to demonstrate your positions at Jan’s party and I want everyone to be impressed with you." The sub vowed then and there that everyone watching would have never seen a better display of positions in their lives. The Mistress said, "But now you need strength," and started feeding her beloved pet the melon.

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