An Education in Femdom: Plaything (Femdom, Discipline, Humiliation)

Adam has been in Mistress's house for almost a week now: doing his best to live up to her expectations and being brought back into line when necessary. Things have started to get intense, and in his struggle to make sense of his growing feelings Adam has made a misstep that will earn him the sternest punishment of all, and once again in front of the whole household. More

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, multiple partners, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

Adam has been in Mistress's house for almost a week now: doing his best to live up to her expectations and being brought back into line when necessary. Things have started to get intense, and in his struggle to make sense of his growing feelings Adam has made a misstep that will earn him the sternest punishment of all, and once again in front of the whole household.

But despite her strictness, Adam's mistress is not a vindictive woman. When debts have been paid, what she really wants is some time alone with Adam to begin to understand what exactly she feels for her new eager and ever tempting submissive.

Excerpt:
I turned just enough to catch how Chris's face fell and reddened at the news. "I..." he began, but trailed off.

"Up here."

He drew a breath and stood. The legs of his chair made a scraping sound against the hardwood of the floor and he winced.

"Here," Mistress repeated unsympathetically, pointing to a spot at the head of the table.

Christopher moved into place on unsteady legs and then turned back to regard us - the audience of his humiliation and punishment - with that flushed face. He reddened very attractively, I noticed with slight envy. His cheeks took on a very soft glow and his eyes stayed very round as he watched Mistress.

"Tell me," Mistress said to him as he stood at attention.

"Tell what, Mistress?" he asked.

"Why did you fail the inspection?"

"I - I don't know, Mistress. I didn't know I had until you told me."

"You know, Christopher, I don't really believe you."

He looked at the ground, flustered and stammering. After a few seconds he fell silent and he closed his eyes. Mistress watched him coolly. Another moment ticked by and then he opened his eyes and raised them to meet hers.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's His to Train: Exclusive Discipline with full consent of the original author.