Her World of Submission (House of Submission 3)

‘No, sir.’

‘Good. I’m very interested, Trix, to hear your thoughts on this bottom.’

‘Marvellously spankable,’ she purred, leaning closer so I could feel her breath on my skin. ‘I can’t wait to see it reddened all over. In fact, I think I can see the traces of your expert work?’

‘Well spotted. Yes, she was switched this morning, and you’ll see her bottom reddened again very soon, I think. She’s a stubborn case. She’s going to need a lot of disciplinary attention from you.’

‘Oh, good. I love it when a sub needs plenty of correction. I’ll be polishing my paddles, girl, especially for you. What do you say to that?’

What did I say to that?

‘Thank you, ma’am,’ I said.

Jasper gave my bum a sharp smack.

‘Aren’t you going to thank me too?’

‘Oh. Thank you, sir.’

‘Better. Turn back round and show your new mistress what you’ve got between your legs. I’m sure she’ll be very interested to inspect you.’

I stood, my face growing hotter and hotter, as Jasper and Trix discussed my smoothly shaved pubis, my plump lips and my quickness to lubricate. When Jasper put his fingertip on my clit and proposed to demonstrate how easily swollen it was, I tried to shut my thighs. I got another sharp slap upon each of their tender insides for my moment of panic.

‘Well, I think she’ll do very nicely,’ judged Trix. ‘She obviously enjoys being fingered, the little slut. I suppose you’ve fucked her?’

‘I suppose I have.’ He pushed his hardening crotch against my bum, a timely reminder. Yes, that was definitely true. ‘And she was a very good girl. Very eager.’

‘Oh, we do like an eager girl. She’ll fit right in around here.’

‘Yes, Trix. Because you’re all eager under this roof, aren’t you? In fact, some of you might be a little too eager. Especially when it comes to signing contracts without my knowledge.’

‘Oh. Er. Yes.’ Trix acted flustered, putting her hand to the pearls at her throat.

‘But don’t worry,’ continued Jasper briskly. ‘Every cloud, and all that. It means I get to perform a double spanking, which is always something to enjoy. You can watch me dispose of this girl, and then she can watch while I deal with you.’

‘Oh, sir, are you sure?’

‘Quite sure, thank you. Now, Sarah, let’s have you over the desk, please.’

I shut my eyes for the whole thing – not that it was hideously painful. It was relatively light, for Jasper – he went to it with his hands at first, then a slappy little leather strap, just enough for it to sting and get me warm.

Once I was in the zone and ready for more, he stopped.

‘Just a taster,’ he told me, stroking my bottom after putting the strap down by my nose. ‘Something to give you an idea of what’s to come. If you want to see what you can expect when your training’s complete, go and stand by the mantelpiece and watch carefully.’

I had to watch, mutely and with my hands on my head, while he and Trix played a scene of much greater severity. She was treated to pretty much every tool in the Jasper box and she took them all with such alacrity I couldn’t believe she was quite real. A bit of puffing, some deepening of colour in her cheeks, that was all.

I wondered what it would be like to have such tolerance. I wasn’t sure I would want it. When Jasper whipped me, I wanted it to be difficult, a challenge to my submission. Otherwise, I didn’t really see the point.

I had thought it might be painful in a different way, to see Jasper do to another woman what he did so often to me, but it wasn’t. I saw it for what it was – a scene. A play. She trusted him because she knew he was experienced, not because she felt any kind of deeper connection. And he admired her for the same reason.

Besides, it was hot. I got to see his face, his stance, his flick of the wrist, all the things I missed when he was doing it to me. We had film, but that

somehow wasn’t the same. The immediacy was missing.

Finally, Trix’s knees bent in exhausted surrender. Jasper read the signal and put down the cane.

‘Perfect,’ he said softly, as Dimitri and Rosie switched off the cameras.