The Vassal Academy Ch. 39

"Your particular kink, and we all have one, is you like to hear the slaves squeal when you lash them with the cane don't you?" Devon asked.

Rebecca hesitated and then softly admitted. "Yes."

"The sharp explosion of air followed by the burst of noise of their pain. I know it gets to you, and gets you horny as hell."

"Yes." Rebecca admitted with obvious reluctance.

"The best thing about you Rebecca, as a Mistress, is that you never give into your kink. I've never known you to use one ounce of pain just for the sake of hurting one of our trainees." Devon said next. "Not once in more than ten years have you gone over the line. That speaks of a great deal of control."

Sarah shifted. She was astounded. Devon continued. "So tell me about your evenings with Andre, how about the one last week, after you'd participated in Geneva's pain and orgasm denial training."

Rebecca hesitated. "Geneva was being used by Carlos, to teach him how to hurt, and heat up a slave. The way the slave really wants deep down inside. She was bound on the rack." Rebecca's eyes lost focus as she traveled back in her mind to the event. "She was stretched nicely, her body glistened with sweat, and had that lovely reddish color that you get with the multi tailed flogger."

"She wasn't going for subspace was she?" Devon asked.

"No, Carlos wasn't letting her get comfortable with the whipping. He wanted her stinging, and burning hot." Rebecca said. "She was too. God you could smell the desire, the desperation. You could feel those slashes right through the room."

"The squeals Rebecca, how did she squeal?" Devon asked softly as he urged her to dive into the memory.

Rebecca shifted her thighs and said. "Wonderfully. She's got the cutest little gasps in her. Of all of them, she's my favorite for that."

Sarah noticed that Rebecca was starting to breath more. She stared in absolute fascination. She also could imagine herself strung up like that, spanked, or even whipped to get her blood hot just like in the stories.

"So what happened later?" Devon asked.

"We put Geneva in a cage, and left her horny as hell all night. I doubt she got any sleep." Rebecca said.

Devon nodded. "I was thinking more along the lines of you and Andre."

Rebecca hesitated again. "I went to his room. He was waiting, he knew I would come to him." Rebecca admitted.

"You had told him that you would?" Devon asked.

"Yes." Rebecca admitted. "We have a code."

Devon nodded. "I know. It's unimportant. So what happened when you went to him."

"He uses me. Hard. I want that, need it."

"What do you mean he uses you hard?"

"This Time, he pulled my hair, driving me to my knees before him. Sometimes I go to him nude, other Times, I go wearing a robe. On a rare occasion, I go to him dressed."

"Why?" Devon asked.

"I want him to tear my clothes from me. I want him to punish me, pummel me with his cock." Rebecca admitted as she squirmed a bit.

Devon brushed her face with his fingers. "So you wanted him to rape you?"

"Well, you can't rape the willing." Rebecca said softly.

"You were wiling?" Devon asked.

"God yes." Rebecca said. "I think I wanted it rougher than usual, and good God he obliged me. He tore my blouse off, ripping the buttons clean off the fabric. I had taken my bra off before I'd gone, the last Time he tore that off, I had a bruise and an abrasion for a week. I'd worn panties, a thin g-string. He tore that off me too."

Devon leaned closer and almost whispered in her ear. "How did it make you feel? How did you respond?"

"I felt like he was in a huge animal lust. Pure lust for me." Rebecca admitted. "I put up a token fight, just enough to make him work for it."

"What happened?" Devon coaxed.

"He shoved his cock in my face, then into my mouth, and into my throat." Rebecca said in a far away voice. "My nose was pressed against his pelvis, my chin had his balls slapping against it. He fucked my mouth, and my throat and I saw stars as my airway was blocked."

Sarah was imagining it too. She could see it. Only with her as the victim.

Rebecca hesitated a few seconds and then continued. "Then he shoved me on the bed, and pinned my legs up, with his elbows you know?"

Devon nodded. "Yes, full access to your pussy."

Rebecca nodded. "I thought he was going to come out my mouth. It felt like he was fucking my brain, literally."

"He's rather large isn't he?"

"Yeah." Rebecca said with a small smile. "Nearly ten full inches, and as big around as a baseball bat."

Devon again smiled supportively and said. "How did you feel? Did you climax?"

"Oh Yes." Rebecca said slyly. "He beat me half to death with that cock of his." She looked up at Devon and said. "I think he fucked my dinner when he shoved it up my ass."

Sarah squeaked in surprise. Her mouth hung open as Devon continued quickly. "You enjoyed that?"

"Devon, you know I had trouble walking the next day. I even had Geneva take a quick look to make sure I hadn't torn anything."

Devon smiled gently and nodded supportively. "I know, you told me you wanted to see her."

Rebecca settled more completely and said. "Andre is one of the most powerful lovers I've ever had. If I was still a slave, I think I'd like him for a Master."

"You say, if you were still a slave?" Devon said. "Do you want to go back to being a slave?"

Rebecca shook her head. "No." She inhaled deeply. "I enjoy being a Mistress, I like it. I like helping the little darlings learn to move with grace. I like helping them find their center." She turned and looked at Devon. "You know what I really like though?"

"Hearing them squeal?" Devon asked with his smile intact.

"Yeah, but that's not what I'm talking about. You know what the best thing about being a trainer is?"

Devon shook his head and waited. Rebecca answered. "I get to be the bitch. I've always wanted to. Now I get to do it. I get to push them, and I get to sneer, and I get to do all the things I always wanted to."

"And you still want your occasional evenings with Andre." Devon said.

"God yes." Rebecca said. "He's brutal. With me, he can really let go, no holding back. I can take it. He knows it, and I love it."

"Crystal could take it." Devon offered.

"She could, better even than I could." Rebecca admitted. "But he can't completely let go with Crystal, because he'd kill her. I'll stop him when it's Time."

"So even then, you're in control?" Devon asked.

Rebecca considered. "I guess so."

Devon leaned closer again and stage whispered. "You're the most amazing trainer I've ever known. You are truly remarkable. You're one of the few natural switches I've met, and your passion is intense Rebecca."

She smiled and said. "Thanks."

"No, thank you Rebecca, for trusting me, for trusting us with this."

Sarah realized she was going to be the center of attention and stood to walk out. Devon's voice stopped her. "Sarah."

Sarah hesitated and turned back to Devon shaking her head. "It's not true."

"It is." Devon said as he held out his hand. "Rebecca is what you desire to be. A dominant, who gives into her submissive traits now and then."

Sarah shook her head. She looked at Rebecca who was now sitting up. Devon spoke to tell her what she saw. "Look at her Sarah. She's already aroused just remembering the events. Would you like me to get Andre and ask him the same questions? Compare their stories. Perhaps you'd like to watch."

"No." Sarah said.

Devon held his hand out. "Sarah. Come here."

Sarah took a step forward. Devon took her hand and said. "You were turned on by Rebecca's story weren't you?"

Sarah nodded. "Yeah."

"You want to live like that don't you?" Devon asked next.

Sarah didn't answer, finally giving a short nod.

"Then trust us." Devon said. "We know what you desire, and we know it's possible. Rebecca lives that life already."

"That's why I'm pushing you sweetie." Rebecca said. "I want you to be happy."

"How?"

"Stop fighting us." Rebecca answered. "We'll give you the foundation, that's all we have Time for. The building of erotic delights, is all yours."

Sarah looked at Rebecca. "You think I can do that too? I mean, at night or whatever?"

Rebecca nodded. "Sure."

"We'll help you find a Master who will force you to submit to him. Who will take you, and make you feel wonderful." Devon said in full support.

Sarah nodded. "OK." She looked at Rebecca and said. "I never would have guessed."

Devon nodded. "That was the point. She's the most demanding of the dominants here. She's also the only natural switch here."

"Mistress Ann?" Sarah asked.

Rebecca snorted laughter. "She's no submissive. She's pure dominant sweetie."

"It's not in her. It's in you." Devon clarified.

Devon turned and said. "Rebecca don't let her be late for lunch. But talk to her, and answer her questions. Well any short of insult if you would do me that additional favor."

Rebecca nodded. Devon stopped at the door. "Oh, and give her twenty lashes for masturbating, and from now on, chain her hands so she can't. It's my cunt she's playing with."

Sarah gaped at him and blushed at the same Time. Rebecca laughed and said. "Oh my pleasure Devon."

An hour later, Sarah walked into the slave dining hall, and looked at the others. "Thanks everyone. I appreciate your help."

"Come on, let's eat." Crystal said.

Sarah got her tray and sat down. She looked at Jeannette and then dug in with her fellow slaves. Rebecca had told her the truth. Out there, she had to be the dominant, in here, at the academy; she could relax, and explore her Submissive side, safely.

Sarah sat and ate, listening to the conversation. She was thinking about Rebecca. Never in her wildest dreams, would she have imagined that such a controlling bitch would be submissive. Not often Rebecca had said, but just when she needed it.

I can do this. I can do the executive, all dominant, and sure of myself during the day. I can go home, and get tied up and fucked silly by someone, a master, a husband, someone who will give me what I want, what I need.

"OK Devon, you've gotten your breakthrough with her. Now what?" Rebecca asked as she sat down.

"Rebecca, I'm sorry if that embarrassed you."

Rebecca sighed. "I should have seen it coming. I should have realized, but it's done now, and I think you're right, it will do her some good."

Devon sighed and said. "I hope so. Telling her that there were people who did both, she wasn't buying it. She was sure the line would be blurred. She needed to meet you, the real you Rebecca."

Rebecca looked at Devon for a moment and appeared as though she might speak. She turned to her plate instead and continued eating.

Ann asked the question on her mind. "Devon, is this the breakthrough you've been waiting for?"

"Yes." Devon said after a moment. "Sarah needed faith, something to silence the doubting part of her mind. Some proof that it could exist. After enduring Rebecca's lash, and knowing she's no pushover, to find that she has a submissive streak within her that she lets out from Time to Time, it gives her the faith in herself she needed."

Ann glanced at Rebecca and saw her friend studiously eating. Ann turned back. "I won't ask if you're sure."

Devon smiled charmingly and then raised his wrist. "Geneva."

"Yes Master?" Geneva's voice came through the speaker.

"Plan on going to town with me tonight slave. Have Jeannette find you something to wear." Devon next instructed.

Geneva's voice came through the speaker, with sounds of girlish laughter in the background. "Yes Master."

"OK, he's sure." Thomas said.

Ann agreed and chuckled as she went back to eating. Devon changed subjects and began to describe training for the afternoon. He outlined the classes for the others and then said. "Sarah. We can't turn her into a service slave, and we shouldn't try. What we can do is teach her how to endure, enjoy, and participate in the BDSM sex that she desires."

"Bondage training Devon?" Andre asked.

Devon nodded. "Yeah." He considered for a moment. "This afternoon, oral arts. Then this evening Andre, take her downstairs, and describe, only describe the activities that she'll be expected to participate in as a sexual submissive."

"Devon, she's not going to have that collection of furniture in her home, it's supposed to be a secret remember?" Ann pointed out.

"I know. However, with some simple items, which Andre will show her later, her bedroom can be converted to be used as such." Devon explained.

"Ann, a cedar chest, the kind that many people have for storing blankets?" Andre waited and got a nod from Ann showing she knew what he was talking about. "It's normally sturdy enough, and if properly selected, can be plenty sturdy enough to bind a slave up to. Other furniture can be similarly used with ropes and simple straps. The straps and ropes are then put away, and no one is the wiser."

Ann considered then she turned and looked at Devon. "The full sleeping room."

Devon nodded. "Common bed, common furniture. As I said Ann, this was always a part of the plan."

"You devious son of a bitch." Ann said in admiration.

"Andre, take Diane tomorrow, and show Ann how we expect the common furniture like that in the slave sleeping area to be used."

Andre smiled and agreed.

"So I'm still the apprentice?" Ann asked with humor in her voice.

"Not at all, you made the connection on your own, but as I mentioned before. We all still have much to learn in this life." Devon temporized.

Thomas took on a pious attitude and held up one hand with a single finger extended. "We'll all keep learning until we die."

This caused the group to break out in laughter including Devon, the obvious point of the joke.

"Get to work, and teach them something will you?" Devon said as he waved his staff to work.

Ann followed Thomas towards Oral arts, intent on helping Sarah, if possible.

Sarah arrived and again started station three. She was licking at the plastic pussy and then sighed and sat back. "Master, I don't understand. If I'm not going to be doing girls, why do I have to do this?"

Thomas laughed and said. "OK, fair question. Now, the answer. The tongue swirls it's trying to teach you, the S swirl you're failing at, is needed on the next station. You can't get station four without it. But it's harder for you to learn to swirl your tongue while you are sucking the cock, than if you learn here."

"In other words Sarah." Ann began. "While you personally may not be doing girls in the future, you will learn to do boys, by learning to lick a pussy."

"Sorry Master, Mistress." Sarah said.

Ann considered as Sarah went back to licking the pussy and then walked out of the class. She checked Devon's office and found it empty. He was probably taking a short nap to get ready for town.

Diane was in class, and Jeannette wasn't in Admin, no one was. Ann went upstairs and found Rebecca in her room reading another mystery novel. Ann greeted her with. "The Butler did it."

Rebecca smiled and said. "Doubtful, there isn't one in this book."

"Oh, he'll be introduced in the last chapter." Ann said as she took a chair facing her friend. "You OK?"

Rebecca nodded. "Yeah. Devon's right, as usual. She needed to meet, and talk to someone who is both before she would believe that she could be."

"It couldn't have been easy." Ann offered.

"It wasn't, but once the story started, it had to be finished." Rebecca said. "I'm all right, really."

Ann watched for any sign that her friend was lying as they chatted about the books that Rebecca had read, and was reading. Ann found no sign that Rebecca was resentful, or disturbed by the mornings events. Rebecca was just taking some Time to herself, and Ann excused herself and went back downstairs and started to write her observations on Sarah.

Thomas finished up with station three and congratulated Sarah when she got task complete. "You see, that tongue swirl is a little tricky, and trying to learn it on the next station would have been nearly impossible."

Sarah went to the kitchen to see if she could help out. Devon stopped into the trainers office before dinner. "Anything?"

"She's objecting to doing girls, but otherwise no problem." Thomas said.

Devon nodded. "I doubt we'll be able to make a breakthrough there. She's probably faced all the fears she can for the next week or so." He turned to Ann. "Would you object to representing us at the clubs tomorrow Mistress Ann?"

Ann smiled and appeared amused. "With or without the Master Trainer?"

"Without." Devon looked saddened playing along. "Take one of the girls, and just go represent us. I'm hitting Marquis and the Executive tonight."

Ann nodded. "I think I'll take Crystal."

Devon looked surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah." Ann said. "She's never chosen, because she's so unpredictable granted that description is accurate and earned by her, but she's never the one. So I'll pick her, and see how she behaves."

Devon considered. "If she goes all horny on you, it could be embarrassing."

Ann chuckled. "I'll shove an ice cube in her, and cool her off."

Devon nodded. "You've thought about it, and I don't need to worry about it then."

Geneva was already eating, and wolfing her food down. Sarah looked at her askance and asked. "What's the rush?"

"I've got to get ready for Master Devon." Geneva replied. She looked the request at Diane who took it up.

"We never wear makeup or anything like that. So this evening, she's got to be made up, have her hair washed and conditioned, and get dressed to accompany Master Devon." Diane explained. "We'll help her of course."

Jeannette entered and joined right in the conversation where Diane left off. "Your clothes are laid out, and the make up kit is ready whenever you are."

Geneva nodded and continued to shovel food into her mouth. She finished the bowl in a few more bites and then swallowed the rest of her drink before standing. "Ok, I'm going to shower and then I'll be getting my face on."

"It's like she's going to the prom." Sarah observed.

"No, she's going to represent us." Crystal said. "She's going with Master, he must not be disappointed, or embarrassed by us."

"People expect a great deal of us, and we have to bust our asses to make sure that we don't screw up." Diane said. "We're the Academy, and that means a lot."

Diane finished her bowl next and said. "OK, I'll go help Geneva get squeezed into whatever clothes Jeannette found for her."

Sarah wanted to see the finished product but she had a class, in ballet since it was bumped this morning. Mistress Rebecca had said a brief class would be in order after dinner.

Jeannette looked and saw the desire on Sarah's face and made a decision. She turned and walked to the Admin finding Mistress Rebecca and spoke to her. "Mistress, do you have a minute?"

"Yes Jeannette." Rebecca said and stepped aside. She listened to the observation, and the suggestion. "Ok, do it."

"Yes Mistress." Jeannette returned and found Crystal eating with Sarah. She sat down with her tray and said. "I spoke with Mistress Rebecca, there's been a change. You can come watch us stuff Geneva into her costume for the evening."

"Thanks, I wondered what she would be wearing." Sarah admitted.

Crystal giggled as she said. "Not much, and probably not for long."

Jeannette smiled tolerantly and said. "We all do what Master orders us to."

Crystal grinned knowingly as she said. "Oh, like her panties won't be soaked in ten minutes flat."

"Crystal, you are incorrigible." Jeannette scolded her gently. "Don't worry about what Geneva is doing, concentrate on getting yourself right so you can get your tag."

Crystal got serious. "I have been. I've been working on everything they want me to."