The Vassal Academy Ch. 17

Devon turned to go to his own office, and reported the incident to Dominique by phone. When he finished Dominique surprised him by laughing. "So let me get this straight, Ann got her eyes opened, and Andre got taken down a peg or two, and it's essentially over?"

"That about covers it." Devon agreed.

"I bet Andre doesn't get to thinking that he's the man again for a while." Dominique said chuckling. "You know Devon, I kind of like Ann, she reminds me of me not too long ago."

"We were just discussing that, right after Ann threatened to rip Andre's balls off and nail them to her wall." Devon agreed.

Dominique laughed out loud again. "Ok, you did good in choosing her. She's a true dominant all right."

Devon signed off and returned to his daily workload. He made a notation in Andre's file about taking liberties with the other trainers, and highlighted his discussion with Andre concerning mutual respect for other trainers.

At lunch, he got an update from Rebecca on Crystal. "She's doing great in Ballet now, she's ready to graduate from phase one. I know you're busy, with Brad arriving this afternoon, but she's ready for phase two Devon."

"I can't graduate her this afternoon." Devon said considering. "I don't think Thomas or you should, since you've been the primary instructors."

"Perhaps Andre can stand in for you?" Rebecca asked.

Andre shook his head. "I'm out of commission at the moment."

Rebecca looked at him surprised. "You?"

Andre smiled sheepishly. "I took a liberty with Mistress Ann, and she put me in my place."

Rebecca looked quickly at Ann and asked. "Are you OK?"

Ann smiled in a friendly manner. "Of course, I just had to teach him that I have limits, and he's not to cross them ever again."

Rebecca smiled back at her knowingly. "Good for you girl." She turned to Devon. "OK, we'll graduate her tomorrow, when you've got the time."

Devon nodded. "I'm headed to town tonight, after Brad leaves, need to put in an appearance at the Executive Club. I'll be taking Jeannette with me."

Ann looked at him in surprise. "With Suzanne here, I would have thought you'd leave the lead slave."

"I would, but I need her with me to demonstrate the subtleties of slavery. While I'm gone, you'll be in charge Ann, and Diane will be your acting lead."

Ann blinked at him for a moment. "Me? I thought Rebecca was your second."

"I am, but I'm going to be teaching Ballet to Suzanne this afternoon, and frankly, I've got my hands full with just that. You can handle it. I'm sure Andre won't give you any trouble." Rebecca said smiling at him.

Andre smiled back without saying anything.

"You're up for some leadership time Ann, it's easy. Put them to bed, and get them up and to class. Diane can handle it." Devon explained.

"OK, whatever." Ann said waving a hand. "I'll talk to Diane later and let her know what we're doing."

Devon nodded. "OK, the house is clean, and Rebecca you've got a class now. Crystal is getting trained by Jeannette on how to serve a dinner, if Brad doesn't stay, we're still going to do a formal dinner practice. After Suzanne's class in Ballet, get her trained up the same way."

"Got it Devon." Rebecca said rising. "Let me get started."

Ann stood too. "I'll check on dinner prep and watch for problems."

Devon joined the exodus and returned to his office.

Diane and Geneva were washing Josh, and getting him ready for presentation to Brad after three long weeks at the academy. They had about finished when word was sent via the radio watches that Brad was arriving.

Devon was explaining the types of training that Josh had gone through when Brad interrupted him. "I know all of that Devon, I'm running a little late, I have a dinner party to attend this evening, so if I could just get him and go, that would be best."

Devon bowed his head and sent for Josh. Then he sent Jeannette to get Josh's belongings and get him dressed for the outside world.

Josh arrived and knelt before Brad and looked up at him lovingly. "Master, I've missed you."

"Yes, I know. We're running late. We have a dinner with Paul Wynn tonight."

"Yes Master." Brad said bowing his head.

Brad watched as Josh got dressed and shook hands with Devon. After they left Devon said. "Normal training for the rest of the day, formal dinner tonight, and then evening routine."

Jeannette nodded and went to her chores.

Crystal now understood the importance of ballet. She learned to handle the plates and glasses, and see to serving the Master's a good dinner with grace and poise. "This would be impossible without Ballet wouldn't it?"

Jeannette nodded. "It's tough even with Ballet, but you're doing fine now, you know how important it is to present yourself properly."

Crystal continued to practice presenting plates and bowls to the Masters, with Jeannette critiquing her from time to time.

Ann watched this and watched Diane and Geneva prepare the dining room for a formal dinner serving the Masters. She offered some pointers to Crystal, and then watched as Suzanne was trained the same way.

The dinner was nearly flawless. Each trainer had their own slave seeing to their needs, and Crystal was assigned to Mistress Rebecca, where her poise would be especially important, and grace was invaluable.

As the Masters enjoyed the dinner, Matt was riding east in a train. He had spent more than half of his money getting the ticket, and he knew that there was another train ride, and a cab ride to the academy.

If they refused to admit him, he was going to be broke, jobless, and hopeless. He spent most of the night going over and over the possible conversations. From outright rejection, to his having to sell his soul to get in. He wanted this, more than anything in the world; he wanted to be a slave to the Academy.

If he didn't make it in, if they rejected him, his dream would be destroyed, and he wouldn't bother trying again. He'd just go somewhere and die.

Devon sent Jeannette upstairs to dress for town as the coffee was served. He finished dinner and went upstairs to change his own clothing. Jeannette met him in the hallway, dressed as he'd instructed. She was wearing a Bustier and a mini-skirt combo that was particularly appealing. Her breasts were supported, and almost half exposed in the outfit, and one was left with the impression that at any moment, her breasts would shift and her nipples would be fully exposed. With her red collar, she gave the air of a barely controlled sex kitten, which is exactly the image Devon wanted.

Changing quickly, he joined her and went for the car, and left for the evening.

Ann had sent for Diane after dinner, and was briefing her quickly. "So we're in charge until Master Devon and Jeannette rise in the morning. Don't knock on his door in the morning, come to my room, and I'll give you the morning instructions." Ann finished.

"Mistress, why did Master Devon choose me? Geneva is more attractive, and just as far along in her training." Diane stammered.

"Because you are the one he picked, you will do the task." Ann said seriously. "I don't want any complaints about this, you're the acting lead slave, and you will obey."

"Yes Mistress." Diane said bowing her head. "I'll do my best Mistress."

"That's why he picked you, because you would do your very best, and hold nothing back, which is what we want from you." Ann said in a softer voice. "I have faith in you, and know you'll do this well."

"Yes Mistress." Diane replied.

"Now, tonight, clean up after dinner, make sure the Kitchen is ready for the morning, and then report to me when all the chores are done and the trainee's are in their rooms." Ann began. "Suzanne and Crystal should be in bed in just over an hour, and I expect to hear that you've seen to that."

"Yes Mistress, I'll see to it personally." Diane said.

"Off with you, see to your chores." Ann said waving her hand and turning to walk towards the stairs. She knew that Diane would see to everything, and then report as instructed. Diane was a good choice for alternate lead slave, like Jeannette she lived to serve. Unlike Jeannette, she had a self-esteem issue, which meant she was constantly in need of being re-enforced, but it was getting better.

Upstairs Rebecca waved to her through her own open door and Ann stepped into Rebecca's room. "Suggestions?"

"Yes, tonight you should plan out what instructions you're going to give in the morning, jot notes to yourself, don't trust your memory just yet." Rebecca said.

"Right, good idea." Ann said. "I've got them cleaning right now, and then Diane's going to put them to bed. For morning, I'm going to keep Diane close to admin, Geneva to the Kitchen, and Crystal to Ballet first thing. Where should I send Suzanne?"

Rebecca considered for a moment. "Anal training first, then to oral arts. Let Andre put a plug in her, and then Thomas can teach her oral arts."

Ann nodded. "Good idea, that's the plan then."

Rebecca nodded. "Did Andre really do that? Have Suzanne put the finger in you?"

"He did." Ann said. "I drove his nuts up into his throat for it too."

"Good for you." Rebecca said. "Good night Ann."

"Good night Becca." Ann said stepping outside. Ann walked down the hall to the dayroom and found Thomas watching TV. Thomas had gotten fascinated by the various reality shows, and could be found most evenings doing just this.

"Ann, how are you doing?" Thomas asked concerned.

"Good, and you?"

"I'm fine. Andre told me what he did, and he feel's terrible about it by the way." Thomas said.

"Devon said the same thing."

"It's true. Andre thought he could introduce you to the joy's of something that you had expressed reservations about." Thomas said. "Oh by the way, he's right now getting checked out by Geneva. You bruised him rather badly."

Ann raised an eyebrow. "He's fortunate I wasn't really angry, or I would have done more. He'll live. I doubt he's seriously injured."

"I don't think he's seriously injured either, but he's bruised, and that is painful." Thomas agreed grinning. "I think you got your point across too. Don't go past your limits."

Ann nodded. "I'm not one of the slaves Thomas, and I'm not going to pretend I am."

Thomas bowed his head in agreement. "That as proven today, if there was any doubt in anyone's mind."

Geneva shifted the light. "Master, it's definitely bruised. I don't see any sign of a rupture, so I think it's going to be OK in a few days." She gently probed the testicle as she looked carefully for signs of a serious injury.

Andre groaned. "It certainly hurts."

"Yes Master. I can suggest ice packs, and I have some Tylenol and some Motrin, both of which would ease the pain, but I'm going to suggest the Motrin, it will also reduce any swelling, and possibly reduce the inflammation." Geneva said as she turned to the cabinet. Pulling a bottle of pills out. "Master, if you have any signs of fever or notice any red streaking from the area, please notify me immediately."

Andre took the bottle of pills and smiled. "Certainly Geneva, any signs of infection and I'll let you know right away." He paused and continued. "Training accidents are always uncomfortable to live with."

"Yes Master, is there anything else I can do?" Geneva asked innocently.

Andre smiled. "No, I don't believe so Geneva, thank you for looking at this for me."

"Certainly Master. See me tomorrow; I'd like to check to make sure it's not showing any sign of a rupture. If you'd like, I'll call the Doctor and have him bring a portable ultrasound, to double check it." Geneva offered helpfully.

"No, I think this will do." Andre said shaking the pill bottle. "Thanks again." Andre pulled his pants up and walked slowly out of the aide station.

Geneva cleaned up and wiped down the treatment table before logging the treatment and use of a bottle of Motrin for the pain. She turned out the light as she closed the door and headed upstairs to report to Diane.

Diane was briefing Mistress Ann. "Mistress, all chores are done. The Kitchen is prepped for breakfast as normal. Suzanne and Crystal are in bed, and the audio sensors are switched to the portable unit. Only Master Devon and Jeannette have boxes in their room, so I'll have to use the portable."

Ann nodded. "That's fine, any problems, wake me."

"Mistress, the only other thing is Master Andre, he found Geneva in the Kitchen and had her go with him to the aide station. I don't know the result of that."

"I'm aware of that, I talked to Thomas already. Nothing to worry about." Ann said.

Geneva knocked on Ann's door and entered when called. "Mistress, he's got a bruised testicle. If he was a trainee, I'd suggest light duty, or even sending him home to heal. Since he's here anyway, I'm going to suggest light duty for a week or so."

"No real danger then?" Ann asked.

"No Mistress, just painful." Geneva said.

"Good, then that covers everything. Get some sleep you two, we have work in the morning." Ann instructed.

"Yes Mistress." They said in unison and turning, left the room.

Ann waited a couple minutes and then walked to Andre's door. She knocked and entered when beckoned. "Will you live?"

"Yes Ann, I believe so. I'm sorry about doing that to you." Andre said.

"I know." Ann said. "I didn't intend to cause you extended pain, I guess I was a little angry."

Andre smiled charmingly. "A little. Geneva suggested I take it easy for a few days."

Ann nodded. "No fucking the students for a while Andre, give yourself time to heal. I had planned on you inserting an anal plug in Suzanne tomorrow." Ann let the thought drag out.

"I'll do it, no problem Ann." Andre said. "That I can do without any problem."

Ann nodded. "If you need some time off, let me know, and I'll re-arrange the schedule. Same thing with meals, I can have them brought up if going downstairs is especially painful."

"I'll live Ann, and frankly, I think I deserve this."

"So do I Andre, so do I." Ann said as she closed the door leaving him inside.

Ann returned to her own room and locked the door before stripping and getting into bed. She lay for a while considering and then fell asleep. She couldn't figure out why Devon had left her in charge, Rebecca wasn't doing anything this evening, and the class plan wasn't that strenuous to require someone to take over admin. Diane could have watched it without Ann's oversight, Geneva too for that matter.

Matt fell asleep in the large reclining chair on the train.

Devon chatted with a number of people, including the person Dominique had wanted him to meet. Kenneth Ruiz was the Vice President of Procurement for Pleasure Associates toys inc.

"Devon, glad to finally meet you. I've heard, and read, so much about you." Kenneth said smiling. "I've been talking to Dominique about the products you've patented."

"They are rather unique items." Devon allowed sitting to join the two. "This is Slave Jeannette." He gestured to Jeannette who knelt beside him.

"The famous Jeannette." Kenneth said sincerely. "Truly an honor to meet both of you."

Jeannette bowed her head submissively and then returned to the standard Slave Kneel.

"So which of the products are you interested in producing Mr. Ruiz?"

"All of them." Kenneth said. "I understand you're familiar with the buzz your facility has caused on the Internet?"

"I am, and am always entertained when I read the speculation that surrounds our activities and history." Devon said.

Kenneth smiled. "Dominique has told me it's fictional. However, I'm thinking of capitalizing on that bit of buzz, at least my intent it to push it to the Board of Directors that way."

"Really?" Devon asked. "I would have thought you'd pick a couple items, and then just fold them into your regular line of products."

"Actually, I'm picturing the Academy Line of products. T-Shirts, and Thongs, cups and the whole nine yards." Kenneth began. "A crest on the cups, and thongs, with a whip and cuffs in the crest. The Vassal Academy emblazed across it. Instructional Videos, showing someone doing the positions I've heard about, and of course the products of your design."

Devon frowned. "It sounds like we're a college that way."

"Sort of, more like capitalizing on the current interest." Kenneth explained on.

Devon listened and shrugged. "I have no objections to any of that, so long as my staff and facility are not used in any of it, I can live with it."

"Well, I'd like to film your slaves doing the routines." Kenneth explained.

Devon shook his head. "Out of the question, you'll have to use actors."

Kenneth held up his hand surrendering. "OK, no problem that's my plan as I said, initial plan, to take it all to the board as a broad approach to selling the Vassal Academy line of products."

Devon shifted. "I don't care if wannabe slaves from one side of the country to the other are all wearing Vassal Academy thongs. I don't care if wannabe masters are wearing t-shirts with our name on it. I do care about my staff, and our students."

"Hey, I get the picture Devon, it's all right, really." Kenneth explained.

Dominique shifted. "I'm not sure about this line of t-shirts and such, I'd like to think about that before allowing our name to be used in such a way. I don't want to demean our facility in any manner."

"Certainly, that can be in the contract, that you get final approval for the product line." Kenneth said with a strained grin on his face.

Dominique smiled thinly back at him. "It's going to have to be in there, otherwise I'll shut the deal down before it gets started."

"Of course, absolutely. We're here to work with you. That's why they sent me to talk to you all." Kenneth said in his best salesman's voice.

Devon shrugged and said he'd like to know the details, when the deal is worked out, and would happily assist in any way he could.

Devon arrived back at the Academy at nearly four am. He was exhausted, and told Jeannette not to bother coming to his room. "I'm just too tired right now Jeannette."

"Yes Master, I'll see you tomorrow." Jeannette said in reply.

Jeannette closed her door in accordance with Devon's instructions and after stripping out of her clothing, collapsed into bed. She was truly exhausted as well.

Ann briefed Diane at the usual time, and had her get the others up and running. She then made sure her own morning routine was complete and headed to the breakfast table.

As the others joined her, she watched Andre move slowly and gently sit down in the chair. He was hurting.

"Ok, Crystal to Ballet Rebecca, I know you said she's ready to pass phase one, so let's start her on phase two positions and standards. I'll ask Devon to graduate her later today." Ann began. "Andre, I need you to put a plug in Suzanne, and then send her on to oral arts, Thomas, let's get her into phase three with that."

The trainers agreed. "Diane is in admin with me, and Geneva is in the kitchen. When Devon wakes later, I'll fill him in on the actions. I think we have a couple prospective clients over the next few days, otherwise nothing major today, just normal training." Ann concluded.

The meeting, and meal, broke up and everyone went to their duties, Andre moving slowly. Ann almost felt sorry for him, but didn't allow herself to feel too much compassion.

Matt boarded the train headed into Connecticut, and spent most of the trip washing up in the small lavatory.

Ann was reading the training reports from the day before while Diane was cleaning the VIP wing. She didn't expect Devon down from bed much before noon, and assumed that Jeannette would be down about then as well. She was surprised at Jeannette appearing shortly after nine am. "Jeannette, you should be sleeping."

"Mistress, I've had enough rest, there's work to be done." Jeannette said simply.