Slave Training (Closed for Msamative)

[MsAmative]

Ava watched the pair enter her private bedroom with great interest, and hoped she was managing to hide her curious smile. She waited for Devon to speak, because after all the indignation and the sass she was really interested in what he had to say, and where he would start.

Ava softly nodded when Devon stopped speaking, ever so slightly acknowledging him before continuing. "I believe you are 18 now, correct?" she continued not waiting for an actual answer. "I would say you have the rest of your life to really consider who you are, continued growth is natural."

She paused, noting that his gaze was still aimed towards the floor. "Most people when they start this do not really know their true capacity for action, behavior or enjoyment. You might be surprised how the skills you have now assist you in your new life. This independence you speak of? It is crucial. Most woman do not want a slave who has to rely on them."

Ava stepped forwards towards Devon slowly, stopping just about an arm's reach away and sighed deeply. She reached out slowly, making no attempt to hide her movements until she could lift his chin - forcing and beckoning him to look at her before continuing...


"I am not asking you to give yourself to me. I am simply asking you to try."

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon listened to Ava as she spoke. He actually surprised himself in that he understood what she was saying, for the most part anyway. Despite himself though, he still flinched at her mention of the word slave.

Though his gaze was focused on the ground, Devon saw Ava step forward. His eyes flicked up ever-so-briefly when he saw the shadows on the floor signal that she was moving. Then he saw her hand come into his field of vision. He had a feeling he knew what she was about to do, but he had to fight against himself to not shy away from the contact. It wasn't fear that gave him pause, just...uncertainty.

Despite the war that he fought within himself, Devon did not move away from the contact of Ava's hand on his chin, nor did he try and slap it away. He let her lift his head up until their eyes met once more.

"And if I try and fail? What happens then?" He asked calmly, actually curious as to what she'd say.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava chuckled softly at Devon's reply. "I have trained many men and women. I have yet to fail - this is not a race or a competition. There is no winner, no loser. This is about growth. You may struggle but you will not fail."

Ava turned and walked back towards the window, sitting once more. "Come and sit" she said, patting a section of the couch softly with her hand and waited for him to join her. She knew he would hesitate but he would eventually join her.

"In some circles protocol would see you on the floor, and in some circles you might feel less awkward on the floor. Lets save that for another lesson shall we?"

She waited for a reply before continuing. "You mentioned conversation yesterday, and I think that is needed. For both of us to hear and really listen today." Ava stopped to read the moment on Devon's face before continuing, hoping he would continue to be receptive.

"My job is to teach you the skills to be desirable. Depending on your personality some of those strengths change. Some men make great pleasure slaves and end up living lives other men might wish to have. They spend their whole life devoted to pleasing another woman... or man and enjoying similar pleasure in return. Others end up with more menial tasks or with some mix of everything. In that each owner is unique and what they might ask of you is vastly different."

Ava continued "some I purchase with someone in mind,some I purchase to train and resell, and occasionally I may purchase or keep an unexpected purchase for myself. Much of where you end up can depend on you, where your strengths are, and how much effort you put in."

Ava stopped to let her words sink in. "Are you following me so far? I will work with you - I cannot change this part of your destiny but if you make an effort we can try to find a path for you with some happiness."

Ava chuckled softly, "Come to think of it, you talk about knowing what you want and how to get it. Are you sexually experienced or..."

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon naturally hesitated at Ava's command for him to come and sit. There was still that part of him that wanted to try and run away, in the hopes that he could end this whole ordeal before it even began.

In the end though, Devon did do as was expected of him. He moved over to the window, realizing only just then the view from that window. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd been watching him while he swam, or even while he changed?

After he sat down, Devon did listen to Ava, truly listen to her. He didn't say much while she talked, but he did keep his gaze locked with her this time and nod in acknowledgement each time she paused to make sure that she was still with him.

What Ava was saying did make sense to Devon, in a way. He was beginning to understand what would eventually be required of him, and it didn't all sound bad. Still, the thought of giving himself over to somebody else, after everything he'd done for himself up to this point...

Ava's final question caught Devon off guard, though in retrospect, he should have expected it. He blushed a little bit anyway, despite himself, but did respond to her. "I am, yes. No serious relationships, but I took every opportunity to get out of the house that I could. I never really tried to force the issue when it came to girls and sex. I just sort of...I don't know...went with the flow...and took it from there. You could even say I did some of what you are talking about, giving them what they wanted, be it just a friend, a casual fuck buddy...or even just a one night booty call..."

It felt strange to Devon, talking to a woman about such things, especially Ava, who was basically a complete stranger to him, and yet here they were...

 

[MsAmative]

Ava contemplated Devon's words for a few moments before replying "That is good to know."

"Time to move on for now" Ava continued "extend your hands to me."

Ava waited patiently for Devon to comply, taking his forearms with her upturned hands after he had done so.

"These cuffs as you know are elegantly designed. They have no clear lock, they can only opened once they are closed by a special key. Don't get too excited about that either, as the key is not kept here in my home. As you also already know, there is a small amount of cable in each that allows them to be connected together. What you cannot see if the small locator embedded within. If you run I will find you. Do not attempt to play Houdini and try to remove the cuffs. I will fit you with an implant if you make it necessary."

Ava took this advantage to clip the two cuffs together, hooking the small length of chain under one of her fingers. She couldn't help but look at him intently and wait for his reaction.

She rose from the sofa, pulling slightly on Devon's linked hands as she did so.

"You may use the pool as you wish, but you will never be in my home and be in my presence with the lingering smell of chlorine again. Understood?"

Ava took a small step away from Devon, letting the length of her arm bridge the distance between them before gently tugging once again.

"Come."

 

[LucianDevine]

The first command that Ava gave him was a simple one, but he still hesitated. In the back of his mind, he still feared what would happen if he started to do as she bade him to. It always started with something small and grew from there...

While his brain screamed at him to refuse to obey, Devon tentatively extended his arms towards Ava. He nodded as she described both them, and the tracking device that was in them. It made him that much happier that he hadn't tried to run. He then watched, but did not try to pull away from her as she clipped cuffs of his wrist together. He swallowed hard, but made no other movement or gesture.

Devon tensed up when Ava rose from the couch, his gaze following her as she spoke and took a small step back. He nodded at her words, but was too distracted to feel, let alone respond to her first tug. When the second pull came though, and along with it, the single word command, he swallowed hard once more. He did rise stiffly to his feet though, and though he hesitated once more, he did take a step towards her, signaling that, against his better judgement, he was going to follow her lead.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava smiled to herself as Devon hesitantly obeyed her command. She walked slowly through her bedroom and into the master bath with Devon following obediently behind.

Like most of Ava's home her bathroom was large but comfortable. A large sink and vanity flanked the soaking tub, with the large walk in shower taking up most of the back wall. Ava led Devon through the door and in to the shower. Before he could get a real feel for his surroundings Ava quickly clipped the lead from Devon's cuff into a small clip near the side wall of the shower, limiting his movement. It only took Ava another moment to lower a similar hook hanging from the ceiling, and soon Devon stood helpless and completely unable to move for the first time since it all began just a few days before.

Ava walked a slow predatory circle around Devon, considering her prize for the first time up close and personal.

"I think its time to see exactly what I purchased don't you?" Ava remarked, as she walked just out of sight. She returned quickly, concealing a pair of metal scissors in her hands.

She resumed her slow predatory spiral, slowly and occasionally running her hands, nails and the back of her hands down Devon's arms, side, back and thighs. Every once and a while the hem of her dress would trail against his skin causing an entirely different sensation. She savored each twitch, shiver, and gasp, and while Devon tried to hide his reactions they grew more evident with each moment. She stopped suddenly behind him, just close enough for him to see a sliver of her body but unable to guess what it would bring.

Ava turned the scissors in her hand, carefully pressing the smooth underside of one of the blades against Devon's side. The inadequately small t-shirt Devon was wearing failed to hide much of his midsection in this position, and he could not help but gasp as the cool unyielding metal touched his skin. Ava knew that he was likely unable to tell what she was holding, and she could see Devon hold his breath in what could have been either fear, anticipation.. or both. After letting the moment hang it took Ava just a moment to run the blades through the thin cotton fabric of the shirt, baring much of his midsection. She slowly passed in front of him, stopping just on the other side of his chest so he could watch as she snipped away at the last of the fabric of his shirt before sliding the scissors in to her pocket.

Ava smiled wide, running two fingers along the side of Devon's face before settling beneath his chin forcing him to meet her gaze. Ava said nothing, for she knew her broad smile said more about her enjoyment than words. Ava slowly ran her hands along the planes of Devon's chest and back, exploring the slender lines as well as adding a few of her own with her nails leaving bright lines intersecting on the vast space of his back. Ava watched Devon struggle with the sensations, fighting against the desire to arch his back and pull away... but he failed to hide the soft gasps, shivers, and growing bulge that gave him away.

She let her touch wonder lower, tracing the curves of Devon's ass through the thin athletic shorts. Ava paused slightly as she turned, running her fingers down the side of one hip and up the the other. She brushed her hand just along the traces of his cock as she passed leaving him to wonder if it was on purpose or truly an accident.

"Lets get rid of these shall we?" Ava stated, both of them knowing the result no matter what his answer was. It was just a quick snip and they were gone leaving Devon nowhere to hide.

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon wasn't overly surprised when Ava led him into the bathroom, though he found it slightly odd that she led him into the shower with the both of them still fully clothed. He was still looking around when he felt Ava secure him to the wall, limiting his ability to move around. He felt the burning desire to fight back against her, especially when she had to loose him from the wall and clip his cuffs to a hook that hung from the ceiling. He was still able to stand flat footed on the ground, which was a relief, but the position was uncomfortable for starters, and his arms made seeing anything out of the corner of either eye impossible.

Though he didn't like the sound of Ava's first question, Devon tried to maintain some semblance of dignity, even as she moved out of his field of vision. He tried turning his head to follow her movements, but again, his arms were very much in the way.

Ava's return did little to calm Devon's nerves, and the way she let her hands and nails glide over his body wasn't helping either. He found himself wanting to try and shy away from the contact, and was frustrated by the realization that he could not. Worse though...was that he was enjoying her gentle touch...

Try as he might, Devon could not hold back the soft sighs, gasps, and moans. That didn't even account for the way her tough send shivers down his spine, and had his muscles twitching. Even the feel of her dress trailing against the skin that was laid bare by his position felt good just then, different, but good.

When Ava finally stopped her circling and touching, Devon strained to try and see what she was doing. He could only just barely see her though. The cold touch of something metal against the bare skin of his side made him jump, as well as pulling a soft gasp from him. He held his breath after that, and even closed his eyes. Every sense was tuned, trying to figure out what she held against him, and what she intended to do with it.

The item that Ava held, as well as her intentions became all too clear when he felt the metal thing move. He heard the tearing of his shirt and knew then that she held a pair of scissors. Soon enough, she came around in front of him. She stopped on the other side, a spot chosen likely chosen deliberately. She wanted him to watch as she finished cutting his shirt from him...he was sure of it.

A tremble crept through Devon's body, and his head lowered as he tensed up every muscle in his body. He didn't know what she intended to do, or what he could do to be ready for it, and he hated that feeling.

The light touch of Ava's fingers on his face pulled a soft sigh from Devon. That sigh turned quickly into a gasp though when he felt her grip his chin and pull his head and gaze towards her. If he hadn't already known what Ava intended, the broad smile that she wore would have been a clear giveaway. He swallowed hard, and tried to prepare once more for an assault that he knew was coming but could not stop.

That assault, when it came, came in the form of Ava's hands on him once more, this time with no barrier between them and his skin. He quivered at the exploratory touches and traces of the lines and curves of his body, and let out an audible gasp every time she raked him with her nails. Sadly though, his enjoyment of it was undeniable, both from the way his body was reacting, and even his mind, despite his efforts to tell it otherwise.

When Ava's touch wandered lower, Devon found himself glad that there was a layer of clothing between their skin once more. Her touch still made every muscle beneath it quiver, especially when her hand brushed against the length of his hard but confined cock. It was that touch, even if it were an accident, that pulled the first moan from him.

Ava didn't give Devon time to bolster his defense though, even as the moan pushed itself from between his lips, he heard her speak, and as much as he wanted to pull away from what he knew was going to happen, his fear of the sharp scissors near such tender areas kept him still. The sound of the scissors tearing through the fabric did make him flinch though, and he lowered his head in shame when he felt the fabric fall from his body, loosing his rock hard but modest seven inch cock. He would have twisted his body to try and hide it from Ava, if not for the fact that she was behind him. He clamped his eyes shut, wondering what she would do to him now that he was naked and truly helpless before her.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava circled around Devon once more, stopping to face him. She took a good look at him, chuckling softly as she did so making no effort to hide her amusement.

"I see am that I am not the only one enjoying myself today. Am I wrong Devon?" When Devon failed to reply, Ava once again brought her fingers beneath Devon's chin - forcing him to meet her gaze. "Let me ask again, am I wrong Devon?" she said softly.

Ava waited patiently for Devon to reply before circling back around behind him, petting his side softly as she passed and remarked "Good boy."

Ava's large shower was built to accommodate two people in a multitude of ways, boasting more than two fixed shower heads, two hand head wands for bathing and a few overhead just for good measure. Devon's hook was thoughtfully placed and linked to a line allowing some potential movement when needed along the length of the space.

"I suppose I should get to the task at hand now" Ava remarked as she slid off her dress and thew it in a corner, leaving them both nude.

Ava played with the temperature settings, trying to decide if she wanted to be nice. In the end she picked a rather neutral setting of warm, turning on the head almost directly overhead Devon without any warning. She smiled to herself when the water surprised him at first, and then reached out to place a hand on his side. "Turn around Devon."

Devon hesitated longer than Ava expected, but when he finally did she had to suppress the smile that came to her face as he spent quite a bit of time looking her up and down. Did he never expect her to undress? Not that she could blame him. While Ava knew she could never be a supermodel she was still quite easy on the eyes. While she had a slightly more muscular build than most women (which came quite in handy in her line of work) she was still slightly petite, slender and fairly well endowed something which Devon obviously enjoyed as he started at her unconcealed DD's.

Now that Devon was facing her and his face was shielded from the spray she got to work, grabbing the shampoo from the shelf. Ava stood on her toes, needing the slight added height to lather his hair. The angle of her arms caused her to occasionally brush her chest to his, and while she could not totally make out the sounds Devon was making over the water she could easily tell he was enjoying himself.

"Lean your head back" Ava demanded as she circled around to his back. Ava took her time rinsing the shampoo out of Devon's relatively short hair, slowly running her fingertips and the occasional nail gently over his scalp. After a few minutes Ava finally stopped. "I suppose that should be enough, time to get on with the rest of you.." she said slowly. "It seems that I am out of regular soap at the moment, so I suppose you will have to deal with smelling like me." Ava said with a chuckle.

Ava spread the body wash along both hands, working her way down Devon's arm in slow leisurely circles. She pressures inwardly with her thumbs as she worked down his back, to help dissipate any tension that might be growing from his position. When she got to his lower back she paused, soaping her hands up more before moving lower. Ava took her time as she moved lower, rubbing, squeezing and fondling his ass. She smiled broadly as he tried to hide his reactions, knowing full well that we was enjoying this a lot more than he let on..and he was already being pretty obvious. She chucked softly as she slid a soapy finger between his cheeks and Devon's groan filled the room. She lingered for a moment, softly running her fingers up and down and enjoying each and every one of his moans.

Ava circled back to Devon's front, sliding her freshly soapy hands over Devon's neck and shoulders. She lingered on his chest, rubbing soft slow circles that drifted every so slowly southward. When she finally got to his lower stomach she lingered - spending a long moment rubbing slow long strokes down his side, hips and inner thighs. Ava took great pains to avoid Devon's obviously hard and throbbing cock, drawing out the tease as long as possible. Ava stopped briefly to soap up her hands again, running a final hand along Devon's thigh before grasping his balls in her hands. Devon couldn't hide his enjoyment as she played with them, gasping at the occasional squeeze or pull. She let her hands wander a bit up his pelvis, teasing with the idea that she might stroke his cock but never going quite high enough to circle his thick cock. She watched Devon arch towards her, trying hard to bridge that tiny half an or so between the tease and the stroke. Eventually she gave in, trailing her hand upwards and circling his cock with her fingers. She stroked him softly for a few moments before switching to soft touches with her fingertips and palm leaving him wanting more. Ava alternated between the two, bringing him close to the edge and letting him fall back again for several moments.

Ava could see the longing in Devon's face as she stopped and stepped back, turning off the spray. It did not take Ava long to grab a towel and dry herself but she took her time with Devon. She ran the towel slowly down each arm and leg and took her time slowly drying off Devon's back and midsection. When she was done she wordless unhooked his arms from the ceiling, and with her hand wrapped around the tether between the cuffs she led Devon from the bathroom. She walked slowly through her inner chamber, and down the long hall that led to the small room that was currently Devon's. She led Devon into the room and to the bed before unhooking the two cuffs. Ava walked towards the door, turning back to face Devon just a few steps from the door.

"Goodnight Devon. I will have Mark bring you in something to eat. Let him know if you need anything else and I will consider your request." With that she left and closed the door - leaving Devon with little more than his own thoughts.

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon heard Ava's chuckle of amusement, but didn't respond. Similarly, he didn't respond to her teasing statement and the question that followed. When he felt her fingers beneath his chin though, pulling his head to face hers, he opened his eyes and met her gaze. Again, her question came, and though he knew what was expected of him, and truly didn't want to give her the answer that she was expecting, he opened his mouth and spoke a single word softly.

"No."

After he answer, Devon watched Ava for as long as he could when she circled around him once more. He felt the pat that she gave his side, and heard her speak two words. He hated the sound of them, and what he felt like when he heard her say them.

Devon knew that Ava's next question didn't really require an answer, and he was glad that she didn't walk back around him once more and force one from him.

Though Devon heard Ava adjusting what he assumed were the handles for the shower, the sudden spray that came from above him caught him completely off guard and pulled a sharp gasp from him. Despite that surprise though, he still felt the light touch of Ava's hand on his side, as well as heard the words that she spoke. It wasn't a command, like when she'd demanded an answer from him, but he still figured that he was better off doing as she requested. So, with obvious reluctance, he did as she bade and turned himself around, still trying to hold on to the semblance of dignity by shielding his achingly hard cock with one twisted leg as best her could.

The sight that awaited Devon when he turned around was certainly a surprise. He hadn't actually expected Ava to undress, even though they were in the shower. The sight of her suddenly naked body sent a surge straight through his body, one that both started and ended in the cock that throbbed between his thighs. As much as he wanted to keep his gaze focused on hers, he couldn't resist the urge to let it trail down her form.

Now that he could see all of her, he realized part of the reason why she'd so easily subdued him in the holding room where he'd been kept. She had more defined muscles that he would have expected such a petite woman to have. Despite the muscle tone that she had though, her body was still curvy in all the right places, and his eyes found every one of them. They especially lingered on the beautiful sight that were her bare breasts. They, like her muscle tone, were larger than he would have expected from somebody of her size. Despite that though, they seemed to fit her body, even if they were slightly disproportionate to the rest of her.

Once his attention was finally focused on something other than Ava's body, he realized that she really did intend to wash him. As he saw Ava reaching up to wash his hair, he felt the sudden urge to stand on his toes to make the task impossible for her. He was actually just about to do it when he felt her breasts press to his chest. The first feel of them was enough to keep him still, and every other occurrence pulled a low moan from him.

Ava's next command really was just that. It left no room for question, or even debate, and Devon found himself legitimately shocked when his body reacted to it of it's own accord. Almost before he knew it, he had leaned his head back, just as she bade. The feel of her rinsing the shampoo from his hair effected him more than he thought it would. It was such a simple action, and yet it had it's own little bit of sensuality, especially the way she occasionally let either her fingertips or nails press gently into his scalp.

Though he naturally expected that Ava would continue washing him once she was done with his hair, the sound of her actually saying it brought a sort of anticipation to Devon. He barely knew her, and really should have hated her for what she was going to be eventually putting him through, yet he found himself craving her touch on his aroused body.

The first feel of Ava's warm and sudsy hands on his body almost made Devon go limp. He let out another soft sigh, even as he had to forcibly push himself back up into a full standing position. He could actually tell, just from the way her thumbs pressed into both his arms and back that she was trying to alleviate any tension that she might have caused by keeping him in the position that he was in for so long. That small bit of true tenderness effected him more than anything else she'd done thus far. The feel of her hands moving farther down his body pulled Devon back to reality. The more she touched, the farther he found himself wishing she'd go. Even the way she rubbed, squeezed and blatantly fondled his ass pulled groan after groan from him. He tried to stop them, or at least stifle them, but his mind was helpless before his body now, especially when he felt her slide a soapy finger between the cheeks of his ass. he tensed up at first, but the unexpected touch sent a jolt through his system, and the groan that slipped from him then was louder and more pronounced than any of his previous reactions.

Devon intended to look at Ava when she circled back around to wash the front of his body. With the first touch of her soapy hands on his neck and shoulders, his eyes slipped closed, his head sagged, and a low groan slipped from his lips. The groans continued to slip from him in a steady stream as she lingered on his chest, rubbing in slow and tantalizing circles before finally moving farther down his body. She seemed to be taking particular care now to go deliberately slow. He knew his cock was hard and throbbing, practically begging for her touch, yet her hands lingered once more on his stomach, slid in a long and torturous line down the curves of his sides. Even when her hands did move from his hips to his inner thighs, she seemed to be taking great care not to touch his cock, especially when he quickly turn his body first one way then the other, trying to force the contact he craved.

Thoughts of wanting Ava to touch his cock faded quickly from Devon's mind when her hand moved suddenly to his balls. He gasped loudly at the first touch, and his entire body quivered with each squeeze and pull she tormented them with. his voice was still sounding off steadily, and he was almost beyond caring at this point.

The circling tease of his cock with her soapy hands had Devon's body shuddering once more. It was so very close to what he wanted, and yet so far away at the same time. Then, at long last, Ava's hands closed around his cock, pulling a long moan from his lips, a moan that lasted the full length of time that her hands stroked his throbbing length. Even the switch from deliberate stroking to soft touches with her fingertips and the palm of her hand was barely a deterrent. His mind was lost in the sensations, his body quaking with the sensations. His breathing switched to sharp gasps as she brought him so close to the orgasm he needed, but changed quickly to a groan of dismay each time they abandoned him right at that cusp, forcing him to taper off again and again. Despite everything though, including his strong desire to cum, Devon did not cross the line that he felt Ava wanted him to. He did not beg for his release, even when she pulled her hands from him, stepped back, and turned the water off.

The drying process wasn't as torturous as the washing process had been, but it was still it's own breed of agony.

When Ava unhooked his cuffs from the ceiling, Devon actually had to take a step forward so that he could get his legs beneath him. It wasn't until just then that he realized just how much he'd lost himself in what she'd been doing to him. He flushed a little from that realization, but hoped it didn't show, being as his skin was still flushed from the heat of the shower.

Just as she'd done before, Devon watched as Ava took hold of the cord that connected his cuffs together. He followed wordlessly as she led him from her bathroom, through her bedroom, and down the hall to his room.

It wasn't until Ava released his cuffs and said her goodnight that Devon turned towards the "window" and seeing that it was in fact night time. He couldn't help but wonder where the time had gone...

Once Ava was gone, and Devon left to his own thoughts and devices, he actually found himself feeling more lost than he had been the previous night. He'd already explored the full of the room, and the adjoining bathroom, and with nothing else to do, there was nothing to distract him from the hard cock that throbbed between his thighs. He knew what he wanted to do, but found himself torn, knowing where his thoughts would go if he stroked himself to the release his body craved.

Devon resisted the urge to do what he expected Ava wanted him to do for quite a long time. He managed to make it not only until Mark brought him his dinner, but through the entire process of eating as well. When he was finished with that last task and lying in bed though, no matter how he laid or turned, there was no position that he could find that did not continuously cause his hard cock to brush against something.

In the end, Devon let out a soft sigh and pulled the blankets down. He knew it was what Ava wanted him to do, and actually had a sneaking suspicion that she might be watching him, but he also knew that he had literally no chance of getting to sleep as long as he was distracted by his hardon. So, with one more slow and deep breath, he let his right hand trail down his body, brushing down his thigh before finally grazing over his balls and finally grasping his cock. His eyes closed, and his entire body shuddered once more when he gripped himself. He kept his eyes closed as he let his hand slowly but deliberately tease himself. He'd told himself when he'd resigned himself to doing, with the prospect that she might be watching, that he was just going to do it quick and get it over with. Now that his hand was gripping his cock though, he couldn't help but make it last, even though it was with thoughts of Ava's naked body with him in the shower that filled his mind while he slowly stroked himself to an orgasm that left him both breathless and motionless for no less than five minutes afterwards.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava watched Devon for some time from her private quarters. After returning him to his room she was very interested in seeing how he would react. After his previous bursts of aggression and anger she had expected him to have a similar response to their "play" earlier. She was shocked when he simply settled down on the bed lost in though.

She later found herself lost in thought too - monitor off and half the evening gone. She struggled with how to continue, and how she felt about the situation. "Is he really starting to accept his new possibilities?" she said to no one in particular. "Am I hoping that for his sake or mine..." she said questioningly. While Devon sat in is room questioning his own path, Ava had no choice but to question her own.

Ava had been in her line of work for a while, and she had with a lot of people over the years. Many of those were purchased for others, some just as projects but some - some were her own. Each had their own place, sometimes as a means to an end of for work she did not want to hire an hourly employee for. Others shared more than that, in the end sharing part of her bed and part of her heart. It had been two years since her submissive had left - his illness was unexpected and it left a hole in her life. In the meantime Ava went on with her life, trudging along like she always did. Ava could not help but wonder now if that "something special" that she was looking to find was someone else. As she sat, looking at Devon and feeling hopeful she couldn't help but wonder if this was more than Devon's destiny.

The line beside the bed rang, she answered with a simple "yes" knowing it could only be Mark. Ava thought for a moment, considering Mark's query about how to handle the next day.

"Leave his door unlocked. Let's see how much we can trust him. What he does will say volumes about how to proceed. If he bolts we can find him. " With that Ava settled off to sleep, excited to see what the next day would hold.

 

[LucianDevine]

Sleep came quickly to Devon after his orgasm, and it was a thankfully restful sleep. He was surprised that he woke up of his own accord though. He expected somebody would have been along to wake him up. With nothing else to do though, he jut shrugged and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Devon was doubly surprised when he got out of the shower and found his room as empty as when he'd left it. Breakfast wasn't even laid out for him, showing him that somebody had at least been there.

With nothing else to do, Devon went to the door. He went to turn the handle, fully expecting it to be locked. When it turned easily in his hand, he gave it a push, now expecting a bolt lock on the other side. Again, he was surprised when the door swung open freely.

Devon lingered in front of the doorway for a long while, debating whether or not he should leave, wondering if this was some sort of trap, or maybe...test?

With a slow shake of his head, Devon turned away from the door, but headed towards the dresser. If he was going to walk out there, he may as well put clothes on first.

Once he was finally dressed in a loose pair of shorts that he had to tie at the waist to keep up, and a very tight t-shirt, Devon slowly crossed the threshold and exited his room. He found himself a little disappointed that no alarms went off. No lights flashed. just...nothing. With a shrug of his shoulders, went about exploring the house, or at least the parts of it that he hadn't already seen.

Devon started with the part of the house that he knew. He headed down the hall, and around the corner. He was not surprised to see that Ava's door was closed. He tried the door nearest to him, right on the corner, and couldn't be surprised when he found it locked. He wondered if this little journey of exploration might end with a lot of locked doors. His trip down the hall shot that theory to hell though. He tried every other door he came across and found two empty bedrooms\ and a bathroom. He didn't try Ava's door though, figuring it wasn't worth the risk just yet.

After he was done with the familiar side of the house, he headed back down the hall, around the corner, and past his room. He paused when he got to the end of the hall. The front door was on his right, and though he was tempted and truly wondering if Ava's talk of a tracking device in the cuffs was real or a blank threat. As much as he wanted to believe it was a blank threat though, he doubted his room would have been left unlocked if she'd been lying. So, with a soft sigh, he turned left and ended up in the living room. The decor in the room was similar to that of the rest of the house, as well as the house itself, large and spacious but simple. The family room was connected to the kitchen, and it was there that he headed next. He was tempted to check the contents of the refrigerator and cupboards, but resisted the urge. Connected to the kitchen was the dining room. It was the only room that was particularly formal, but that wasn't uncommon. A lot of families ate casual dinners in the living room, saving the dining room for special occasions.

There was just one room, as far as Devon could see, that he hadn't explored, an interior room connected via a closed door to the living room. He opened the door and entered the room, but from there, could only stop and stare at what surrounded him.

The walls of the final room were blueish grey. The south wall was lined with windows. There was a a dresser and a door chest side-by-side on one wall. One of the other walls was literally covered with all manner and sizes of canes, paddles, whips, and other things whose names he couldn't guess. He could only assume they were used for some sort of punishment or another. Also spread out within the room were a weird looking bench type thing he'd never seen before, a rather strange looking table, and a cross.

The sight of the room as a whole was a complete and utter shock to Devon. Despite his shock though, he did step forward a couple of steps. A stray glint in near the center of the room caught his attention, and when he looked again, he saw several hooks suspended down from the ceiling, similar to the one Ava had secured him to in the shower. He expected these hooks were for a similar purpose. The thought of being held helpless from those hooks with such items as these around him and easily accessible made him shudder.

 

[MsAmative]

Day Three

Ava slept fitfully, for what particular reason she did not know. When she woke late the next morning she wasn't really surprised. She stretched and ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to smooth the slight tangles. It took her a moment to remember Mark's orders for the night.

"Leave the door unlocked...is he still here?" Ava said to herself, sitting upright with a start. It only took her a moment to check her phone, the chip in Devon's cuff was not overly complicated. It couldn't detect a specific location but it could give her a range of how far away she was. From the range provided she could tell her was at least near if not actually in the house.

After rising from the bed Ava gave a slight pause, considering her clothing. Unlike their previous meetings she was far from dressed. Ava normally preferred to avoid bulky clothing during waking hours, and that crossed over to her sleeping time as well. Since she had been expecting a knock at her door from Mark last night Ava refrained from sleeping in the nude, but the silk chemise she wore was far from modest. Ava chuckled to herself, Devon had already see her naked - this is far from uncharted territory at this point.

Ava walked slowly and quietly down the hall, hoping to see Devon before he would notice her. She checked the two doors as she walked down the hall, noting that Mark had chosen to leave the other two bedrooms locked. Since Devon was the only slave she was training at the moment, they simply sat empty and unused. She turned the corner and walked further down the hall before peeking around Devon's open door frame and finding the room empty. She turned around quickly, knocking softly on Mark's door which shared a common wall with Devon's sparse bedroom. It only took her a few minutes to learn the Mark had not run into Devon that morning - but that Devon had been slowly exploring her home and that he had been watching his progress on the monitor.

Ava rounded the corner at the end of the hallway walking past the entrance and into the great room which opened directly into her kitchen. When she saw the light spilling out into the great room from her right she knew Devon had found the playroom/dungeon. She couldn't help but chuckle to herself again.

"Did he find anything he likes yet?" She thought to herself as she padded up the room almost silently. Ava could see him standing in the middle of the room, staring at suspension points in the ceiling and she couldn't help but smile.

Ava stepped into the door frame, stopping to knock gently on the frame to alert him to her presence.

"See something you like?" Ava remarked, not attempting to hide the amusement in her voice. Ava waited for him to turn around before taking a few more steps into the room. She wasn't surprised when he didn't answer right away, so she relaxed and waited for him to react.

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon heard the soft knocks on the door frame behind him. He didn't turn around right away, but did cock his head a little to the side, giving that slight indication that he'd heard her.

"So what's the end game here Ava?" Devon asked as he turned around, ignoring her question.

"You train me to be some rich bitch's servant, fuck buddy, or whipping post until they tire of me and sell me to somebody else? Is that about right? What about after it all then? What about after my fifteen years are up? What am I supposed to do then? I'll be thirty-three with no college degree and no career experience. What the hell am I supposed to do then?"

Devon's words were more rhetorical than anything else, and his tone likely reflected that. After his brief pause though, he met Ava's gaze once more and spoke.

"What do people see in all this stuff anyway? What's the point of all of it?"

Devon's questions were actually serious this time, and though he had a condescending tone to his voice, he was actually curious as to what her response would be.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava listened to Devon's outburst, it did not take much effort to read between the lines and see he was realizing his situation. She sighed as she took a few small steps forward.

"Your other questions are too complicated to answer, but as to what people see in this stuff? Its pleasure. It could be from causing it in someone else or the thrill of knowing that tolerating something unpleasant leads to the pleasure of another. In the end that is what it boils down to - the pleasure of at least one if not often both partners."

She walked closer to Devon, slowly reaching out to put her hand softy on his arm.

"Come, let's talk - I know you have many questions..." she sighed softly before continuing and turning towards the door "its late, have you eaten?"

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon could only shake his head as Ava spoke of pleasure in the devices that surrounded them. The thought of gaining pleasure from dealing somebody else pain sickened him, and the thought of feeling pleasure while somebody inflicted pain upon them just didn't make sense to him at all.

Though Devon saw Ava walk forward and extend her hand towards him, he didn't back away from her. He felt a strong urge to slap her hand away, but allowed it to come to rest on his arm.

He could only scoff at her words as she turned to lead him towards what he assumed would be the kitchen.

"Do my questions really matter? Neither they, nor their answers are going to change the outcome so...what's the point?

Devon let his words trail off as he followed Ava, not even sure what he was trying to say anymore. Her words yesterday had made some sense, not much, but some. The sight of this room though, and the things in it threw him for a loop, a really big one.

 

[MsAmative]

As they walked across the great room towards the kitchen, Ava spoke.

"What happened yesterday, how you felt - did that make sense to you?"

It didn't take more than a few moments before they reached the kitchen. She turned as they entered "Coffee?"

She poured herself a cup of coffee as she waited for him to follow, she was clearly going to need every bit of energy today.

 

[LucianDevine]

"No thanks." Devon started simply. "I'm more of a soda drinker."

Though Ava had asked him another question first, he answered the easier of the two of them first. He moved up to and leaned against the counter as he contemplated her first question.

"I...I don't know if it made sense really.,." Devon started softly, turning towards Ava.

"I felt...embarrassed at first. I mean I've been naked around women before, but it was different with you. What you did yesterday...it felt strange...at first. You secured me in that position, making me think that you didn't care, but then you massaged the muscles that you knew would get sore because of that position..."

Devon let his words trail off once more. "I guess that made sense...in a weird way."

 

[MsAmative]

Ava sat down across the table from Devon with her coffee.

"There is some Coke in the fridge, feel free to help yourself. If you are hungry help yourself to anything in fridge as well. There is cereal in the cabinet to the right if you prefer."

She stopped and pondered how to respond to Devon's statements as he grabbed himself something to eat. She couldn't help but notice he was wearing another shirt that was once again a bit too small for his frame. Did he know that it caught her attention or was it just coincidence?

"You mentioned that yesterday felt different - do you think it might have been because you were limited in how you could respond? Or more because you let me do what I wanted without a fight? Or even just because you didn't want to enjoy it - but did?"

She sighed again, wondering what it was about this man that kept drawing this response. Why did she care so much about how he felt about things...

"Your life doesn't have to be much different than yesterday. Each woman has different things she looks for. In the end this is about finding your skills and making you indispensable. I meant what I said about finding you a spot that would work for you. Not everything or everyone is about pain, and many never even experience half of what it is in that room. Not everyone can handle that. Maybe you can, maybe you will want to - but I won't force you into that territory. I don't see you as someone who will enjoy intense pain, although time will tell me if I could be wrong."

Ava paused to pour herself another cup before continuing. "We can make the next 15 years a lot of things, much of it comes down to how much you are willing to try and learn. You might find yourself in more of a "career" that you realize depending on your skills."

 

[LucianDevine]

Devon got up when Ava mentioned where the Coke and other things he might want to eat were. He headed towards the fridge as she talked, actually listening to her words now. It seemed strange to him that she actually cared, especially after what had clearly been a large number of people before him.

When Devon sat back down, he carried a can of Coke and an apple. "Never was much of a breakfast guy..." He started nervously, still thinking about what she'd said, and what she'd done to him yesterday.

"I guess it was all of those things in a way. For starters, you let me use the pool, and told me I could use it as often as I wanted. It just...didn't seem right to right or fair for me to fight you tooth and nail after you had already allowed me something you didn't have to."

Devon paused there so he could open his Coke and take a drink.

"As for the position. I guess it added to the embarrassment. I...didn't want to be excited by what you were doing, because of how and why you were doing it, but...I...couldn't not enjoy it. Even then, I wished I could twist this way or turn that way to hide the evidence of my enjoyment, but there was nothing I could do..."

After he revealed that much about how he'd been feeling yesterday, Devon paused again, taking more time this time, as well as a couple more drinks of the Coke. He was torn now, torn between what she'd said, how he felt, and how he thought he should be feeling.

"Why...why do you care so much?" Devon asked tentatively, looking across the table at Ava. "I don't know how long you've been doing...this, but I can assume it's been a while, and that you've probably had a lot of people come through here. How do...how can you care so much for people you've just met, knowing that they'll be gone soon enough?"

Though he knew he had no real right to ask questions, Devon couldn't help himself. He was in this situation whether he liked it or not. So the least he could do was learn as much as he could about it.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava sat for a long moment, looking into Devon's face and considering her answer. She wanted to be honest but in some ways she wasn't sure that she had all the answers.

"I have been doing this since I was twenty, and it has been almost 8 years now. Yes, you are right. There have many who have come through my doors. Those individuals came into my life in many ways but always through their own accord. Some came to me wanting to learn new skills, other came looking for new experiences. Some submitted to the life looking for an escape from something else. It was something they chose."

Ava played nervously with the empty coffee cup. "Many of them leave their fate in my hands. It would be cruel for me to not care. Sometimes they come and find new homes somewhere else." Ava paused, continuing softly "..sometimes a select few stay." Ava rose to put the empty cup in the sink, leaving her back to Devon. "It has been several months since I have worked - I came across you indirectly and not knowing anything but was intrigued at knowing nothing. I cannot change what happened to you, but I am not heartless."

With that, Ava turned slowly to face Devon trying to hide the slight sadness in her voice as well as read his expression as she waited for a response.

 

[LucianDevine]

"I wonder if it's something I might have chosen some day..." Devon said, mostly thinking out loud between Ava's statements. He did study her though, and was surprised with the way she nervously fidgeted and played with the empty coffee cup in her hands.

Devon watched Ava as she got up and took her cup to the sink. It felt good in a way, for her to trust him enough to turn her back to him. When she turned though, he noticed a slight difference in her expression. When he tried to look deeper into it though, it was gone.

"Do you mind if I ask you why it has been so long since you've worked?"

Though he still had other questions he wanted to ask, Devon was intrigued now. Ava was telling him things she didn't have to, showing him little bits of trust here and there. She could just as easily bound his wrists to one thing or another, yet she allowed him to walk freely, talk freely. He couldn't help but wonder why.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava was surprised at Devon's reply. She certainly wasn't expecting him to be thinking that he would have eventually chosen to be here and she definitely wasn't expecting him to say it out loud. She was dismayed when asked her about her break from work. She knew that he would ask eventually but she had assumed he would wait.

"I lost my partner, my submissive two years ago. He passed away unexpectedly." Ava sighed, contemplating how much to really share. "I worked for a while, but as time went on the passion left and I enjoyed it less... and work became work."

Ava sat back down at the table,and looked at Devon curiously...simply waiting to see what he might say next.

 

[LucianDevine]

Though Devon wasn't sure exactly what he expected Ava to say when he asked about her break from work, the answer that she gave truly surprised him. He was surprised both by the fact that she answered it, and what the answer was.

"I'm...sorry for your loss." Devon said softly. Interestingly enough, he found himself wishing that there was more that he could do for her.

 

[MsAmative]

Ava contemplated Devon's reply for a moment, she hadn't expected so much sincerity and tenderness in his reply. She couldn't help but wonder if some of his walls might finally be crumbling, and it took all she had to keep herself from wondering what that might mean.

She rose slowly from the table, "I suppose we aught to do something productive today." She paused to let him think for a moment "come, lets continue in my quarters?"

Ava took a step away from the table, waiting to see if Devon would come willingly as she hoped.