Chapter 7: Recruiting the Apprentice Trainer

Ann parked her car in front of the house of perversion, and got out of the car. She was slightly surprised that Jeannette, the ever present lead slave wasn't waiting for her. Ann shrugged, perhaps she's tied up somewhere, and then realizing that could be literally true here at the Vassal Academy she groaned. Getting used to this place hadn't been on her agenda, getting to understand the life these people had chosen had not been her plan. She'd hoped to bust them for whatever criminal activity they were involved in. The problem had been they weren't involved in any criminal activity.

Yesterday, Devon had surprised her by offering her a job, as a trainer he said, to be like Rebecca or Thomas it would seem. Ann had been confused by this, it was obviously a genuine offer, but why was something she couldn't figure out. He couldn't really expect her to prance around and swish a cane through the air like Rebecca. Or coach people to suck a cock or lick a pussy like Thomas could he?

Ann found Devon in his office reading a computer screen. "Hello Ann, how are you today?"

"Not so good. I'm unemployed." Ann said.

"I'm sorry." Devon said. "Would you like to sue?"

"No. I wasn't cut out to be a cop." Ann said. "Why did you offer me a job as a trainer?"

"You're a natural dominant. A dominatrix in the vernacular of the lifestyle." Devon said. "We can teach you to be a trainer."

"I don't fuck on command like your little slaves." Ann said hotly.

"Not even if you're the one giving the command?" Devon asked smiling.

"The Sheriff, my folks, would have a cow." Ann said.

"Then don't take the job." Devon said. "I have an opening. I'm going to teach someone to do it."

"Sure. However you can't see the effects if I'm giving myself the commands."

Andre arrived and smiled. "Demonstration time?"

"Yes, would you consent to assist me as a demonstrator?"

"Certainly." Andre said. Then he stripped his clothing off and stood in his buffed out glory. He was much more defined and in better shape than Devon. He stood there with a flaccid cock hanging down.

"Andre, erect." Devon said.

Ann watched as the cock grew and swelled. In a minute it was standing straight out and proud. His cock was at least nine inches long and very thick. Ann swallowed and shook her head. "That's impossible."

"You keep saying that. He's also trained in orgasm control. He won't come until either he's given a command, or he decides it's time. You could fuck for an hour and he'd still be as hard as he is now." Devon said.

"Bullshit." Ann insisted.

"Would you like a demonstration?" Devon asked.

"No." Ann said folding her arms across her middle. "I'm not fucking anyone to prove a point."

"I meant with Jeannette." Devon said.

Ann gave him a dirty look and waved a hand.

Twenty minutes later, Andre showed no signs of slowing down. He fucked in all the positions, and worked Jeannette's spots and had her squirming in obvious pleasure. Devon had given three orgasms to Jeannette.

Devon raised and eye brow and asked. "Are you ready for the final act?"

"I presume he's ready?" Ann asked.

"Anytime you wish. Andre, withdraw." Devon said.

Andre withdrew and stood waiting. His cock just as long and hard as it was twenty minutes ago.

Devon was watching Ann and said. "Andre, come for me now."

Andre closed his eyes, and then his cock began to pulse, soon streams of thick white semen was flying from it's tip.

Ann's mouth was open in absolute awe. She had seen four impossible things.

Devon said next. "Jeannette, clean him."

Jeannette was licking and sucking Andre's cock.

"That is among the other things we teach. To make women happier with their mates. It takes time, and it takes a lot of patience." Devon said.

"That can't happen, it's impossible." Ann said.

"Andre, I thank you for indulging me." Devon said.

"Oh yes, thank you Master." Jeannette said smiling up at Andre.

Andre smiled back. "I assure you the pleasure was shared."

Devon smiled and said. "Sometimes it's hard to keep the staff apart."

"Jesus. that's not possible." Ann said.

"Yes it is. You just saw it. I can do it as well. So can Thomas." Devon said.

Ann shook her head. "No, I'm not watching any more of that."

Devon smiled and said. "Jeannette, clean up, and then come to admin. I'll be there with Ann giving her something to drink to get that look off her face."

Ann took a sip of the sherry she had been given. "I saw it, and still don't believe it. It violates the very laws of human biology."

"No, it accepts the power of the mind over the human biology." Devon said.

"Where in God's name did you learn that?" Ann asked.

"Where we were trained. We've taken our secrets from the society that has kept them alive for a thousand years. We've included technology, which frankly is long overdue in this lifestyle. What was once the purview of only the elite few is now embraced by millions. We saw an opportunity, and choose to take it."

"Jeannette said she'd left this life. Is that permitted in this society you speak of?"

"Bullshit."

"One hundred dollars to each one of yours. If you have a hundred on you, I'll put up ten thousand."

"Bullshit."

Devon turned around and opened a cabinet. He spun a combination and took out a wrapped bundle of bills. He flipped through them and said. "Petty cash."

He tossed the bundle on the desk and Ann picked it up. It was labeled as $10,000 in $50 bills. She flipped through them and saw that the bills were the same all the way through. She tugged one out and examined it. It was a real fifty-dollar bill all right.

"You aren't seriously betting me that I can come are you?"

"Yes, there's the money." Devon said. "I'm this confident because I know Jeannette."

A voice from the doorway as another tall dark skinned, faintly Spanish appearing woman entered. "Devon, I wanted to talk to you, Oh sorry I didn't know you've got guests."

"Yes Dominique, this is Ann. I'm trying to entice her to join our Trainer Apprenticeship program."

Dominique shook Ann's hand and then her eyes locked on the money and she looked to Devon for an explanation. "I hope we're not paying signing bonus's."

"No, betting a hundred to one that Jeannette can get her off in less than an hour." Devon said.

Dominique said. "Oh a sure thing. Count me in for whatever you can spare sweetie, I'm good for it."

Ann looked at the pile, twenty thousand dollars. About five months pay, before taxes, as a cop. It would give her time to find a new job. Her savings only had about three grand in it, and Jeannette couldn't be that good could she? So good as to cause a screaming orgasm in a woman who's not a lesbian?

"She's tempted Devon. She thinks she can win. She thinks we're all willing to risk that money to intimidate her." Dominique said. "Oh my God." Dominique laughed. "This is going to be good." She walked and sat down on the couch and seemed to relax. "If you're not ready to start yet honey, can I get Jeannette to fetch me a glass of wine?"

Jeannette smiled and glided gracefully to her feet saying. "I'll get it Mistress, she's worried right now. She needs another couple minutes to convince herself she won't be the least bit aroused by me."

"Who are you anyway?" Ann asked Dominique.

"I'm the President and CEO of our Corporation. Devon is Vice President, and Lead Trainer." She waved a hand. "You can call me Dominique."

Ann stared at her and shook her head. "You're all nuts you know that?"

"If we are, then you're about to be twenty thousand dollars richer." Dominique said. Then she looked at Ann and said. "Wait, you're the cop that Devon called me about, don't tell me that jackass Sheriff fired you after all."

"Yes. Well, NO. I resigned about two minutes before they fired me." Ann said. "He was reading the charges against me."

"That bastard. Devon, I'll get the lawyers on the lawsuit."

"No, thanks. It's all right. I'm not much of a cop it turns out." Ann said.

Jeannette reentered the room and handed Mistress a glass of white wine. Turning to Ann she said. "Are you ready to lose two hundred dollars, or are you willing to admit the risk is too great to go with the bet?"

Ann knew she was being manipulated, and she knew that they were playing her. She didn't know which way it was. Was their plan simply to cause doubts as to her being bi sexual, or a lesbian, or was their plan to really do it to her. If she said no to the bet, the doubts of her sexuality would be there from then on. If she said yes, and lost, then they weren't doubts, they were facts.

"If you want time to think about this, I'll leave it open for a day or two." Devon said.

"I'll leave it open longer." Dominique said swirling her wine in the glass. "It doesn't matter what you do. I can control my orgasms, I've been trained. I can't hold out for an hour against her."

"This is insane." Ann said.

"Perhaps, but the money is there. Would you like me to get a third party to hold it?" Devon asked. "If you're thinking I'd Welch on the bet."

Ann looked at Jeannette and saw her licking her lips again. Jeannette said in her husky bedroom voice. "Don't worry Miss, I'll take good care of you. You won't be tense for a while. If you decide not to take the job, come back anytime, and I'll ease that tension any old time you want."

Dominique almost dropped her wine from laughing.

Ann was humiliated beyond belief. She needed the money, really needed it. But this, was too much. "Fine. I'm in." She opened her wallet and pulled out her cash. "I've got a hundred and twenty, and will give you a check for eighty to make it an even two hundred."

Devon waved a hand. "I know your good for it. We can set it up as a payroll deduction if you like."

Dominique snickered and said. "Oh this is good. Can I see her come out of the room after?"

Ann glared at Dominique and stood with as much dignity as she could muster. "Come on Jeannette, let's go get me my twenty grand."

"This is an electronic Dictaphone type recorder. It's set for always on. An hour of silence, and the cash is yours." Devon said handing her a small micro recorder. "It's memory is blank now, so it should be able to record for several hours, in case you're enjoying yourself."

Ann took the recorder and glared at Devon. "Just have my money ready when I come down victorious." Then she turned on her heel and stomped out of the office.

"Sorry Miss. I'm afraid you've lost two hundred." Jeannette said following her.

Devon sat grinning and put a paperweight on the cash. He turned to Dominique and said. "Yeah boss, how can I help you?"

Dominique said. "I don't remember. I'm still imagining her face when she comes out."

Devon smiled and said. "She's in for a real treat."

Ann and Jeannette walked up to the Trainee Slave's sleeping floor. She stomped down the hallway towards the sleep training rooms and she waved at the doors. "Jeannette, it's your choice."

Jeannette walked to the nearest one and stepped in. She clapped her hands and nodded at the small red light. She whispered softly. "Testing." The light stayed out. She said slightly louder. "Testing." The light came on. She turned to Ann. "As long as you whisper, you win. Good luck Miss."

Ann was pulling her T-shirt over her head and glared at Jeannette as she set it down. She pushed the button on the recorder to start it recording and showed it the Jeannette who nodded. "It's recording."

Ann set the recorder on a small shelf. Then she undid her bra. She dropped it on the chair and undid her pants and slid them down off her hips. She next shucked her underwear and stood defiantly nude before Jeannette who had dropped her oversized thin shirt on the floor.

"Miss, if you'll lay down, and just try not to relax, you'll win this thing." Jeannette said.

Ann tossed the covers aside, and lay down with her ass on the edge of the mattress. She grudgingly opened her legs, and stared at the ceiling. She lay there and felt Jeannette kneel between her legs and begin to kiss the insides of her thighs.

Jeannette smiled wickedly and rested her hand strategically on the pelvic bone of Ann. She continued to kiss and lick only the thighs. She had an hour, and she needed the orgasm to be a real screamer.

Ann glanced at the clock and saw ten minutes had gone by, she shifted slightly and focused on the ceiling again. She tried to ignore the warm sensation that seemed to be radiating from Jeannette's hand. She couldn't ask her to move it, that would be admitting that it was working.

Jeannette saw the first faint flush of arousal growing along Ann's neck, and then ticked her mons. She kept her touch as light as a feather, tickling, teasing, keeping it light and easy. Her tongue flicked inside the mons to just touch the inner labia. She then danced away, taking her time, enjoying the game.

Ann began to recite multiplication tables in her head. This was bad. That touch had been like electric fire dancing across her labia. Thank God she was now licking the thighs again.

Jeannette lowered her attentions, kissing and licking the union of ass and leg, first left then right. She smiled when she caught the first faint scent of Ann's growing arousal.

Ann was biting her lip. She looked at the clock, twenty two minutes had gone by, she needed to hold out for thirty eight more minutes. No sounds, no reactions. That hand on her pelvic bone was becoming hot. Her pussy was really heating up. No man had ever taken this kind of time with her.

Jeannette slid her tongue between the mons, sliding it along the slit, and dancing around the clit. She ignored the clit purposely. She knew what she was doing. She was taking Ann higher and higher, without her knowing it at first, making it good for her.

Ann sucked in air as the tongue danced around her clit. She focused on the red light. She had to be quiet, or the light would go on. No light, no lost money.

Jeannette began to rhythmically circle her hand, gently caressing the pubic bone. She sucked on the labia and continued the dance. She looked up and saw a full arousal flush on Ann's neck and cheeks. Ann was biting her lip, so much the better. She was fighting the orgasm. That would make it even more intense.

Jeannette didn't look at the clock, she had plenty of time. She was infinitely patient, and with infinite care, she slid her tongue into the sweet canyon of Ann's sex. Ann bit her lip hard and stared at the light. when she thought she had control, she released a breath slowly she had been holding. Damn this girl was good. No. Don't think that. This is about money, not pleasure.

Ann began to recite the criminal code in her mind, focusing on something, anything but the heat she was feeling between her legs. Thirty two minutes left. Oh God. I'm not going to make it. Yes. I can make it, I can and I will.

Jeannette gently slid one finger from her right hand into the cunt while she licked and sucked on the inner labia. She hadn't touched the clit not one time yet. It was almost time to hit that little pleasure button.