Chapter 21: Punishment Wednesday

My appointment with Miss, or maybe I should call her mistress, Loretta proved to be quite informative, although nowhere near as enjoyable as our previous encounter had been. I wanted to use a practice dummy, but she insisted her demonstration be with a live person, claiming that I needed to see the effect that each instrument had on a person’s body so that I would never be tempted to take someone’s punishment beyond a safety level.

The first thing I did was apologize to Jason since he had been chosen as the object of her demonstration. He claimed to be ok with it and assured me that they had used a very liberal amount of the numbing cream on him prior to my arrival. As long as she didn’t take things too far, he would be fine.

He also mentioned that she promised to make it up to him once he was feeling better, which is something he eagerly anticipated. Whether he was telling me the truth or just relaying back what Miss Loretta had told him to say, I could not tell, but he seemed genuine enough, and since I did need the training, I had little choice but to take him at his word.

Loretta led me through a variety of different instruments and procedures, from simple hand spankings to paddles, belts, hair brushes, wooden spoons and a few other, more exotic, devices that I was certain would never become a part of my arsenal. She taught me about welts and bruises as well as how to alternate blows to avoid administering too much damage to any one area. First aid was also included in her lesson since accidents do happen, occasionally.

She told me, with the exception of pain sluts, all my companions would try to convince me to end their punishment prematurely and that I needed to be able to recognize when they were faking and when they were truly sorry for their indiscretions.

When she reached for the cane, I stopped her, refusing to be privy to anyone being tortured. She argued that I had come to her to learn about all forms of punishment, but I responded that I merely wanted to know how to handle disciplining my charges, and caning them was something that I would never do. Even though Loretta wasn’t happy about it, I could sense that Jason was thankful that I put a halt to her instructions.

She was clearly turned on by the end of her demonstration, but I was not and politely begged off when she offered to continue my sexual enlightenment.

The twins were not as easily dismissed, and I was unable to discourage them from sharing my bed that night. Oh, I suppose if I were truly forceful they would have obeyed my wishes, but I reasoned that keeping my charges happy was part of my responsibility now and tried my best to ensure they were satisfied. I really did need to build up my endurance.