My Training Begins

Postby TheDrummer94 » Wed Jan 16, 2013 3:59 pm

Thank you all so much for reading Aunt's Roommate. It seems to me that everyone thoroughly enjoyed my fantasy! Here's the second part of my fantasy. I hope you enjoy it as much as the first part! If you haven't read Aunt's Roommate, you might want to read that story first to understand the characters, and what's going on.

I remained bound and gagged on the floor of Hilary's house until my aunt came to get me. I managed to fall asleep for awhile, but it wasn't very long.
The next morning, my aunt rang the doorbell, and came in. Even though it was summer, she was wearing a full length fur coat, leather pants, and combat boots.
"Alright. Get him untied, let him go to the bathroom, and get him ready for the car ride."
I was untied, but the gag was left in. I went to the bathroom, and took care of that. I came back out to the living room, where everyone was waiting for me.
"Why didn't you tell me you enjoyed fur so much?" My aunt asked me.
"It never really came up."
"Regardless of whether or not Hanna is into fur, you will be trained as a fur slave. It comes in handy when trying to sell him," she looked at Hanna when she said this.
"I could get used to having a furry little slave around," She laughed at me.
"Alright. Your last choice as a free person. You get to either ride tied up and gagged in the trunk, or you will be tied up and gagged in a cage in the backseat. Your choice."
I looked at Hanna, and said, "What does my mistress prefer?"
"The trunk," She crossed her arms. "Make sure he's tied tight, too."
"You can be sure of that," My aunt said. She was being really stern with me. I was loving it. My hands were tied behind my back, each wrist tied to the opposite elbow. She made sure that the rope was tight and that it dug into my skin. She then wrapped rope around my shoulders to keep my arms secure.
"Do you think he needs a gag?" My aunt asked Hanna.
"Well, he'll be in the trunk for the next hour, so I think he can go without one."
"Oh, how excited I am for these next few weeks, Taylor. After all those years of hiding my secret dungeon from you, you're now going to be living in it. I hope you're ready for this."
"I am," I said.
"First rule. You speak only when given permission. Your punishment for talking without permission is a gag."
A ball gag was shoved in my mouth, and strapped tight.
"I think you'll find, Taylor," my aunt pushed me to my knees and grabbed my hair, "that I'm not going to be as nice as I was when we were playing the little tie up game that started all of this. Now that I know how submissive you are, you'll do whatever I tell you. I want to make sure that within a week, Hanna has a good little pet that will do whatever she wants."

When we didn't go into my aunt's house. Instead, we went to a barn she had in her backyard. The door had a numbered lock in it, and I was taken into the building. It was lined with ten cells on each wall, and on the far end, there was a staircase. She took me down the staircase, and we were met with another door. She punched in another combination of numbers, and I was forced into a large room, with a bed, a rack of fur coats, a wall of whips, chains, coils of rope, collars, and leashes. Another wall had shackles hanging down from it.
"This is the building where you will be spending all of your time. You won't leave here until we go to Hanna's."
She pushed me back up the stairs.
"I'm going to lock you in a cage for the night. Hope you enjoy it."
She pushed me into one of the cages, and locked me in it. She kept the key on a ring that she kept in her pocket.

Thus began my training into slavehood.

To be continued.

Re: My Training Begins

Postby Sacrificiallove » Wed Jan 16, 2013 4:46 pm

Nice.

I hate to say this, and I'm not trying to criticize this or anything...but I feel like after all the excitement of his experiences at his aunt's, this seems a bit lackluster. So was the last post of the aunt's roommate.

However, I am assuming that's because that story was wrapping up, and this is one is just beginning.

Anyway, I hope you do make them too mean to him. I might start feeling sorry for him...and wishing I could come in and save him. And he doesn't want to be saved; he likes it. So I don't want to start feeling bad for him when I'm not supposed to.

But yeah, keep writing. It's good.

Re: My Training Begins

Postby TheDrummer94 » Wed Jan 16, 2013 9:33 pm

The next morning, my aunt came into the warehouse and unlocked me from the cage.
"The house needs cleaning. Let's go."
She brought me up to the house, and forced me down on my hands and knees. I cleaned the entire house, top to bottom.
After I was finished doing that, she brought me back out to the warehouse, and took me into the lower level.
"Now, if I know Hanna, chances are, she's going to be beating on you quite a bit."
"No, we talked about that, she's going to tone it down."
"Talking without permission. You just added five licks to your punishment."
She brought me over to the wall with the chains on it, and attached the two cuffs to my wrists. She began to whip my back and ass over and over again.
"I lost track of how many that was. I think you've had enough though. Let's get you made into a fur slave."

She took me back into the house, and down to the basement. She came back with her arms full of furs, and set them down in front of me.
"I want you to put one on backwards, and the other on forwards. After that, you're going to be bound."
"Yes, Miss Jules."
I did as I was told, and after I had the two heavy coats on, she put both the hoods up, and began to tie my arms to my sides. After they were bound to my sides, she took me over to the table in the middle of the room, and tied me to it.
"You're going to spend the next fourteen hours like this, Taylor. So I suggest you get used to it."
"Yes ma'am," I mumbled through the thick hood.

Fourteen hours came and went so quickly. After countless struggles, I finally just gave up, and let myself enjoy the fur. However, soon after I was starting to fall asleep, my aunt untied me from the table.
"Enjoying your fur, slave?" She asked, ripping off the hoods.
"Yes, mistress," I said through the sweat.
"Now, you're almost ready to go to Miss Hanna's house. I just want you to get on your knees in front of me right now."
I did as I was told, and she grabbed my by the hair.
"Miss Hanna is going to be your goddess from here on in. Unless she gives you up to someone else, you are her's for life. You will do everything she tells you to do, and you will not question her, do you understand me?"
"Yes, mistress."
"You will love your goddess. You will treat her like a queen, and you will do whatever she asks of you. You don't have an opinion anymore, Taylor. This is your last chance to back out. After this, you may never be free again."
"Bring it on."
"Good boy. Now, take off my furs."
I took them off. I was given a black hoodie to wear over my t-shirt, and my hands were quickly taped behind my back. Miss Jules brought me up to her car, and shoved me back in the trunk. She taped my ankles, and then slammed the lid. She started the car, and we drove off to my new life.

The End.
Will be continued in the thread 'Miss Hanna'

Re: My Training Begins

Postby Sacrificiallove » Wed Jan 16, 2013 11:12 pm

I wish you had elaborated more on the whipping, but the bit about him being trapped in fur was great! Can't wait for the stories with Hanna.

Re: My Training Begins

Postby Plueschbabycd » Mon Jan 21, 2013 3:10 pm

Hallo I had wished had read about the fur and put him fur hooded coat for drive back. :)
Andrew
"Don“t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: My Training Begins

Postby hp9701 » Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:44 pm

countinue :) muchhh moree fur too

Re: My Training Begins

Postby GrizzlyBlear » Thu Jan 31, 2013 3:25 pm

Please start the new thread, I love your stories.