Training the new girl – a scene

So very disappointing when a girl is uncooperative, like Elodie. When she draws away as you touch her. When she disobeys instructions to open her legs wider for the strap. Especially so when your own girl has promised that she’s trained her well.

I was left with little choice but to fetch Amelie from her room. To seek an explanation for the girl’s shortcomings. To touch her; to bare her breasts. To punish her with the strap for failing in her task of providing me with an obedient, well-disciplined girl. To make  Elodie watch. And then to observe as Amelie  in turn punished her new recruit, and then sought to train her better – to make sure that in future she would comply with her mouth, her pussy, her arse.

To observe? To assist, too; to take full advantage of what the girl was learning.

To hold Elodie down, as Amelie whipped her with the martinet – until the fateful moment where a blow missed its target, and caught me lightly instead*. Severe punishment was inevitable: my girl kneeling on the bed, her hands held tight, as I caned her. And when she failed to take the six strokes as I expected, as she’d been trained to – in silence, not moving – to make her face the wall in shame as I beat Elodie.

To then make Amelie turn around and watch as I caned the front of her trainee’s thighs. To make them swap again, instructing my girl to sit up straight on the edge of the bed so her thighs in turn could be striped; six hard, overlapping, weal-inducing cuts.

And then for Elodie’s training to continue. Thorough training, from us both, until I was satisfied that Amelie’s new girl would be more obedient in future. And then time to push Amelie herself face down on the bed. To use her, as Elodie grasped her hands. To turn my girl onto her back; to take full advantage of her obedience as the other girl watched.

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Dear goodness, what a scene – hot as hot can be. Last night had been supposed to be the quiet night of our weekend; somehow it didn’t quite turn out like that. Both girls played beautifully, bravely: I suspect I slept with a smile on my face all night!

* Before anyone thinks her aim was atrocious: this was actually deliberate, to make sure she got into more trouble!!