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It was as always a pleasure to meet Sam again, in his opinion the time between their meetings and phone calls were far too long. So he didn’t hesitate to let her come in for a bit, even though she had interrupted his play time.

Knowing the experience that Sam have with training submissives, he didn’t hesitate in asking her to meet Alana, and help him straightening her out a bit. After she had agreed, she left her sitting in the dining room, and went to fetch Alana. He had a hunch that she would be in the bedroom, and for once his hunch were proved right. As he entered the room, he noticed the position she were in, and thought that she was starting to learn something, but he was still a bit annoyed that she hadn’t followed his orders to stay in the living room. He walked up in front of her, and after having placed his hand under her chin, he with a calm voice told her to stand up, as he gently lifted her chin. She hesitated for a bit, but as she couldn’t force her head back any further, she did as told, and soon she was on her feet. Swiftly he pulled the shirt over her head, she lifted her arms by herself, and didn’t fight him. After having removed the shirt, he untied the flannel pants, and made her step out of them. From a drawer in his bed side table he revealed a black silk scarf, which he used to blindfold her, before guiding her out of the bedroom again.

By now she knew his house well enough, to know that she were being guided towards the living room. Once they entered it, she heard him say “Sam may I introduce you to Alana, isn’t she a pretty thing?”
 
Silence, not a word, and I didn't dare speak. Slowly he undressed me and then blindfolded me. Instantly I felt safer, in his control it wasn't my doings anymore. Willign to take whatever punishment he felt nesessary, I deserved it.
Letting him lead I hardly stumbled, knowing in time I would understand the slightest touch of his hand, if he let me stay.
Once we entered the living room, I was getting good at this, I stood still, hearing him move again.

“Sam may I introduce you to Alana, isn’t she a pretty thing?”

Sam? Who was Sam? I was naked! I flinched and stepped backwards, my arms trying to cover my nakedness as I shivered suddenly. Knowing a man was standing there staring at me, one I couldn't see, did not know!

"James?" Taking a step towards where I thought he stood, only managing to bump into a chair, trying to slide behind it to hide.

"James?" Nothing, no sound but breathing. They were watching me, Iand I must look mighty foolish. Picturing it myself, making me blush further. Taking a deep breath I turned again and stood tall, forcing my arms to my sides.

"Nice to meet you Sam."

Nothing, only more breathing, but also. Moving. Someone was coming closer. Was it him, or James. I knew my legs were trembling, knew I looked foolish, knew I could stop this with a word. But James wanted me here, and I could try. At least try for him.

I closed my eyes beneath the blindfold and willed myself to calm down, slowed my breathing. Quit trying to see through the fabric, he does not wish you to see Alana. So stop trying to do so, let him control this. That's why you are here.

Instantly I felt calmer, still nervous, still frightened, still blushing. My ears seem to perk as they moved even closer. Standing just behind me, I could feel his warmth, his breath on my back.

Calm, Alana, calm. It's only a guy, only a man. Nothing much. Just someone James is showing you off to. Maybe to see how you react.

Calm, breathing slower, letting my thoughts drift, my mind slow as I breathed in unision with the person behind me.
 
<So, that was Jame's new toy, Alana> Sam thought <cute - definitely! Maybe even more than that, depending on what her eyes would tell once the blindfold was removed ... >

It was delicious how she flinched when she noticed she was not alone with James - trying to hide her charms, just enhancing her innocence in those kind of games.

"Nice to meet you Sam." Was her voice shaking a bit?

All the better, Sam mused, let's keep her on her toes for a bit longer...

Sam got up and stepped close to Alana, not touching her - but just not. Samantha was sure, with her other senses enhanced by loss of sight Alana knew - felt - someone was close by.

Slowly she completed the circle behind Alana's back, letting a soft gentle breath caress the girl's naked skin, waiting to see a shiver, goosebumps, maybe a little shriek even - alas, no, Alana synced her breathing with hers.

With a smile Sam looked over to James, giving him a silent "thumbs up"-wink before she reached out and ever-so-lightly let her fingertips trace the outside of Alana's right arm.

"It is my pleasure, Alana" Sam whispered in the blindfolded girl's ear with her sensual smoky voice she reserved for those occassions.

And while her right hand still very tenderly ran up and down Alana's arm, she bent forward, the full length of her body now rubbing against the nude lovely form in front of her, and for a split second she nipped the earlobe just peaking out from under the blindfold before suddenly she stepped back and sat down on the chair again, trying to tell the girl's potential by the flushes and blushes racing the girl's fair skin.
 
It was all I could do to try and match his breathing. Concentrating on that and nothing else. Feeling him move closer, so silent.
A light touch on the arm almost my undoing, my heart racing faster, louder in my ears then any other sound. Surely he could hear it?

Calm Alana. Calm.

"It is my pleasure, Alana" A squeal and jump as she spoke. She. A she.

A woman, watching me. Nude and helpless, blindfolded from her. James? Confused and frightened, pressing into the chair as she pressed against me. A tiny nip at my ear. A gasp.
My own.
A deep breath as I realized I had been holding it. My god. A woman. Her hand running across my arm, sending shivers and prickles across it, and the rest of me.

Feeling my nipples tighten as they reacted. Wanting to hide, to be strong, yet trying with all my will to be silent and still.

Knowing all the while they were watching, and knowing. Warmth moving from behind me.

Leaving me chilled, and and bereft? Gripping my hands at my sides, knowing my body was blushing again, feeling the heat as it raced across me.
 
"She is indeed a cutie, James, though ..." Samantha's eyes caressed the blindfolded sculptur in front of her and she now addressed Alana "... from what I hear you are still a rather rough diamong and not a polished gem yet, my dear."

Samantha hesitated a moment - would she be overstepping the boundaries and scaring the girl if she would make her 'educatioanl assistance' James had spoken a hands-on one. Alana appeared to be so shy, and vulnerable ... but on the other hand, Sam mused, she was a tempting little morsle...

"Alana, will you turn around for me please and come a step closer? I know this is not easy, not knowing who I am, but I am sure you have already understood the concept of deep trust and care that must be the base of James's and your relation..."

Sam looked to James, trying to judge his reaction ... then spontaneously she added "James - maybe you can give Alana a hand and guide her over here ..." Sam chuckled and pattet her lap, winking at James.
 
"She is indeed a cutie, James, though ..."


cutie?? me? I turned, knowing he was standing close to me, he woudn't have gone far. Even in my confusion, I trusted him.

"... from what I hear you are still a rather rough diamond and not a polished gem yet, my dear."

The heat again flushed over me, crinkling my nipples and making me red, I must look so foolish. Me? A diamond in the rough? And what had he told her? When?


"Alana, will you turn around for me please and come a step closer? I know this is not easy, not knowing who I am, but I am sure you have already understood the concept of deep trust and care that must be the base of James's and your relation..."

Yes, I trusted him, but this was a woman. I had never though of...

no, if I was honest, I had. I had thought of being with a woman, but. This was real. or was it? I started towards her and bumped into the chair, turned around and could only find the wall, but which wall. The darkness confused me, and I didn't know this place well. A stumbling idiot was what I must look.

"James - maybe you can give Alana a hand and guide her over here ..." Standing still I waited for his arm, hand, his touch. to tell me it was alright.
 
It was a great compliment that Sam gave him about Alana. He usually was rather picky when it comes to picking friends, in playmates and in potential girlfriends as well, but it was good to know that his close friend approved his choice.

He had been busy watching Alana ever since he had escorted her into the room. It was easy to see that she was surprised there was somebody else in here, and also a bit amusing when she discovered it was a woman.

As Alana was trying to follow Sam’s orders and walk to her, he moved up besides her and placed a reassuring hand on the lower part of her back, before guiding her safely to Sam. Once he had placed her, so she was standing with her side towards Sam, he with a soft ordered her to bend over Sam’s knees. Alana slowly and a bit clumsy did as ordered, and once she was there, with her sexy ass in the air, her kissed the base of her neck, before stepping back a couple of steps, wondering what Sam would do now.
 
His hand was suddenly there, warm and comforting.
Leading me to where she was. Then pushing me.
No, struggling for a second, then giving in. His hand demanding it.
It was hard to adjust and lay there, wanting to wiggle, talk. Ask questions.

Then his lips grazed my neck and I shivered, sending a thrill through me. Still Alana, lay still.
 
<What a beauty over my lap - helpless - shivering - wiggling...> Samantha thought.

With a slight scratch Samantha's long well manicured fingernails ran down over Alana's spine, up and down ...... to the small of her back .... and up again and down again and up .....

Then she bent over , her mouth now again close to the girl's head and whispered:

"Now, Alana-dear, you aren't yet obeying all that well I hear .... " Samantha's second hand now rested firmly on the small of Alana's back. "... and I think Master James deserves your complete trust, and therefore your complete unwavering obedience."

And the same second Sam blew a kiss to the girl's neck her hand came down in a heavy swat that felt the room with its crisp sound as a determined hand met soft pliant flesh of delisciously rounded buttocks .


Edited for hazardous spelling and probably still horrid....
 
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I tried to lie still, unsure of what she had planned. Was she really going to spank me?
"Now, Alana-dear, you aren't yet obeying all that well I hear .... " Her words came as a whisper into my ear, her warm breath a tingle, sending shivers through me. I started to rise but her hand restined gently, yet firmly on my back.

"... and I think Master James deserves your complete trust, and therefore your complete unwavering obedience."

Again a shiver thrilled me, making my nipples ache suddenly.
Sharp pain radiated from her hand and through me. Crying out and jerking as her hand dealt with me.
 
I wiggled trying to get free, but for a small Lady, she was strong. It wasn't the pain, but the feelings. washing over me. Her hand so soft as it stroked my tender cheek, where she had just hit.

Then harsh as again she slapped it. The sound echoing in the room, and my ears. Biting my lip as I realized this was no playful spanking, but for real.
 
Alana wiggled, playfully at first, but after the first few slaps Samantha could feel her body tensing and tightening as realization hit home that this was not for fun only - there was a meaning behind the as well caressing and hurting hand.

From a corner of her eye Samantha tried to judge what James's reaction was, whether he thought she was going to harsh on his new gem, but no sign of emotion betrayed his sentimens, his features calm and serene.

With every raise and fall of her hand, the "target point" on Alana's cute rear cheeks became more prominent, and Samantha almost thought she could feel the heat now radiate even before her hand made contact with the delicate skin of the girl bent over her lap ....

... one last "SMACK!" and a caress before Sam bent over to very gently place a kiss on the hot red spot she had created.

"Well Alana" she whispered; "I am sure you are feeling more inclined to listen to James's orders as you can now see he is a much more gentle and lenient person than I would probably be ..." Samantha chuckled, the deep sound vibrating through her body and probably Alana could more feel than really hear it. "... though maybe you shouldn't be too good a girl, I wouldn't mind stepping in for some more educational sessions at a later stage in your development I think!"

Sam gently stroked Alana's hair, fingers almost absentmindedly playing with the silken streaks before she finally took a deep breath, thus indicating she was done for now.
 
I whimpered as I slipped to the floor, burying my face in her lap.

Almost sobbing as I calmed, her hands in my hair calming me more.
Wiping my eyes, the pain burned.... Trying to balance without resting on my cheeks.

I could hear her breathing, ragged like mine, then slowing. Letting mine match hers. Feeling a peace descend over me.

Till I felt a jerk, and my head pulled upwards by my hair. His eyes meeting mine, questioning, burning, looking into me like no one ever had.
Seeing me, knowing what I felt.

How could he know, so quickly? My pain, my fears, my arousal.

For the stink of me was in the air.
 
At this point he was very turned on, and as he looked into Alana’s eyes, he was sure he could see the same there. So he pulled her to her feet, and ordered her to go into the bedroom, where she was to kneel on the bed, and await his return, since he had just a few more things to straighten out with Sam.

Alana willingly followed his command, and as she walked away, he admired the red marks Sam’s hands had left on her ass, knowing that they would be very sensitive to his touch later on. He quickly thanked Sam for her help, and for returning his books, which he first now placed in his bookcase. Having done that, he pulled out some newly acquired book, handed them to Sam letting her know that he was sure she would find them interesting. Then he asked with a big grin on his face and a wink in his eyes, if she minded leaving now, since he had some business to take care off. She shook her head, replying that she didn’t mind at all, and with a big hug and a friendly kiss he bid her farewell.
 
Through my tears I find my way to his bedroom, sneaking a qick bathroom break.

Wiping my face and body off on a towel.

Then I climb on the bed, wincing at the pain. For all her sweetness, she had hurt.

So good. Eyes closed as I tried to balance on my heels, and yet keep off the worst of the redness.

Calming myself to remember why she had been here.

I was disobediant, terribly so. Constantly it was a struggle, always.

Breathing deeply I enjoyed the glow as I slowly settled down and onto my hells harder. The pain dulling quickly.

Waiting.....
 
James walked into the bedroom quietly, letting his eyes scan the room for Alana, and soon found her under the covers on the bed. Slowly he walked across the bedroom floor, undressed once he reached the bed, before he slid under the covers next to her. He placed a hand on her belly, feeling how soft her skin was, before snuggling up against her, pressing his naked body against her. It didn’t take long before his hand started to wander over her body, gently caressing the parts he could reach, except her breasts and pussy, which he deliberately avoided.
 
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