Stepanie called into the other room, asking her sister and friends tocome see me. I felt like I was on display. I also had a strange feelingthat I had never felt before. I really wanted to do well. What Stephaniethought of me was everything in my eyes. Diana was the first to come backin the room. She had changed clothes as well, and was now wearing a fullbody, fishnet body stocking that covered her from her neck to her feet.She had on high heel black shoes and leather wristbands and a black leatherspiked collar. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and she wore make upso that her eyes were shaped liked cat's eyes and she had long streaks ofblush running along her cheeks. In her hand she held a riding crop.She looked over at me and I made sure not to make eye contact with her. Sheran the crop along my thighs and around the base of my cock. She tried thecommand words out on my newly trained body. She ordered me "hard," but to mysuprise nothing happened, no sensation, no rush, no erection. I felthorrible, as if I had let my new Mistress down. She tried again, and again,but each time I failed to even come close to getting an erection. Dianaturned to Stephanie and began to chastise her, demanding an explanation.Diana, started smacking the insides of her thighs and pussy with the crop,telling Stephanie she wasn't made for this kind of thing. Stephanie wasat the point of tears, when Diana stopped whipping her. She explained throughher sobs that it had worked before. She told Diana how all she had to do wasutter the word "hard" and my cock was immediately at attention. I could barelyhear their discussion, but for ten feet away, Stephanie uttered the word,and my reaction was an instant erection. I began trying to get theirattention from across the room, trying to muffle through my gag that itstill worked. Finally they took notice of me. Diana came over andbegan flicking my cock with her crop. She asked again for an explanation,telling Stephanie that this was proof that I was out of her control.Neither of them realized that Stephanie merely uttering the word completelycontrolled the movement of my cock. I tried to get their attention again.When they finally looked, I motioned my head towards Stephanie, and shebarked back at me, ordering me to stay limp. The moment the words left hermouth, I felt the cold rush again, and my cock quickly shrunk. Theyboth stared at my cock, and Stephanie barked another command, "hard."I rose to the occasion immediately. She see-sawed five or six times, makingme hard and soft in front of her sister. She screamed with joy and toldher sister to try again. She did, but with no effect. Stephanie was theonly one who could control my erection. Diana called the others in to witnesswhat had happened.

They all rushed in, each dressed in a peculiar yet erotic manner. Dianatold them all to watch as Stephanie manipulated my cock. Amy and Marcy andthe older woman all tried, but none was able to proke any response. Theyall agreed it was amazing how well I had responded. Diana, however, was stilldisbelieving. She told Stephanie that the only way to know for sure was toblindfold me and repeat the test, that way I wouldn't respond to who wasspeaking, but to what was said. I remember hearing voices for the nexttwenty minutes or so, and getting hard only two times. I knew that in thatamount of time I must have missed at least once. When the blindfold wasremoved, I was waiting to see Stephanie disappointed. Instead I found herlooking more confident than ever. While I was blindfolded, I really couldn'ttell the voices apart, but my body knew.

Knowing that they had been outdone, they ended up confessing to Stephaniea secret. Diana took her aside and explained to her that this was a test ofa certain type. In fact, she told her, it was one that she was supposed tofail so that she would be punished. What she had done was supposedlyimpossible! Diana had thought the idea up a few weeks ago, and though itwould be a fun way to train a slave, expecting him to always fail torespond properly when ordered, but for me it had worked! Stephanie justsmiled and listened. She thanked her for showing her the technique andtold her sister that I was truly her slave now, and that no one elsewas to order me about without her permission. They all agreed that thatwas an appropriate reward for training me so well.

The older woman stepped in and told Stephanie that she was holding aworkshop tomorrow for Diana, Amy and Marcy, and that she hoped thatStephanie would join them. She agreed. The older woman added thatI was welcome as Stephanie's slave, if Stephanie would assure her thatI would be well behaved and properly disciplined by morning. She agreed.Amy, Marcy and Diana all looked very impressed. When the older woman leftthey ran up and gave Stephanie a hug, asking her if she realized what all ofthis meant. Stephanie had no idea what was going on, so they sat down toexplain it to her. The older woman, it turned out, was the widow of the CEOof a major corporation. Stephanie asked if the cabin was her's. The otherlaughed. The cabin actually belonged to Marcy's family, but they explainedthat she would she Donna's place soon enough. They didn't bother to describeit much more that to say how much she would like it. The other thing thatthey mentioned was that Stephanie was about to become like them. She wasgoing to be initiated into the Society of Womanhood. Stephanie asked ifshe wasn't a little young for all of this. Diana seemed bothered andasked her if she understood what was going on. Stephanie told her shedid and Diana told her she was definately ready. They all reassured hertelling Stephanie that they were all her age when Donna took them under herwing. Stephanie smiled and asked her sister how long ago she starteddoing this. Diana explained that she started in seventh grade, just like her.Stephanie began to ask more and more questions. Until finally Dianaexplained to her that it wasn't by accident that she was here. In fact,they were planning to kidnap Stephanie no matter what, this had been plannedfor months. Stephanie was confused, she asked how they knew that shewas going to be playing with me and how they knew I would be there when she gothome. Amy told her that they didn't count on that at all, in fact, Donna wasin the other room right now training the slave that was meant for her. I hadjust been a fortunate occurance. They asked her if she would like to see theother slave Donna was working on, and she asked to keep me. I was overjoyed!Finally, Stephanie asked her sister how she knew that their mother and fatherwould be gone when she came home. Neither Stephanie nor I could believe theanswer. Their mother was a sorority sister of Donna, they had been bestfriends in college. It was their mother who had set the whole thing up, shewas one of the founding members of the Society that Donna was now President of.We couldn't believe it. It had been Stephanie's mom who had taken Diana toDonna's place several years ago. In fact, Diana told her, their father wasintroduced to their mother by Donna herself. Diana pointed at me andexplained that their father had been through a very similar process.

Stephanie was amused by the situation. Diana informed her that whenshe got home, she should realize that in the household she would wield muchmore power that her father. If for any reason her father displeased hershe should report it to her mom, who would make sure he understood whowas in charge. After they explained the situation, the conversation took ona much more serious tone. Marcy explained to Stephanie that tomorrowat the meeting she would be initiated, but that was not important right now.What was important was getting me ready for presentation. Donna hadasked that I be properly disciplined, and that was exactly what they intendedto do.

They all wanted to help her get me ready, and the fact that their slaveswere not coming until the morning made them all anxious to get started.They told Stephanie to sit down and watch what was about to happen. Donnahad given them all specific dutied to perform on me, in case Stephaniewas supposed to present me in the morning. It had become clear that shewould have to have me in presentable form to gain initiation. Diana gaveher a stool, a legal pad and a pen, and told her to take careful notes andto make sure she memorized everything that happened. Marcy, Diana andAmy left, assuring Stephanie that they would be right back.

Marcy returned first, dressed in a white corset with white nylons andgarters. She came over to me and untied me, except for my left wrist whichshe handcuffed to the table. She explained to Stephanie that she representedthe Bondage Goddess, and was about to teach her how to properly binda slave. Stephanie was instructed to take notes on the five positions thata Mistress must learn in order to be initiated. Stephanie watched carefullywhile Marcy began to get to work. Marcy explained the first position, as"the involuntary prayer." She began by tying my elbows together and thentaking a long rope and securing my bound elbows to my body, looping the ropearound my mid-section and tying it off behind me. Next she tied my wriststogether and ran a rope around my neck, securing my bound hands tightlyto my neck, just under my chin. She then took out a roll of tape andwith my fingers spread and touching each other, began taping my fingerstogether, so that my hands were in the shape of praying. She then hadme kneel and bound my ankles and tied a rope between the rope aroundmy midsection and my ankles. This forced me to lean back in anuncomfortable manner, but as I soon found out, enabled Marcy to set upjust so that her pussy was even with my mouth. She explained thebenefits of the position to Stephanie, telling her that it was aposition of both service and worship and that the longer it was heldthe more uncomfortable it became for the slave. She also instructedher that at formal meetings, if her slave was ever called upon to worshipthe pussy of any of the other women, she would be expected to present mein this fashion. After I had brought both Marcy and Stephanie to orgasm withmy tongue I was again released. They discussed some of the other uses ofthe position and Marcy moved on to the second. This was to be the first ofthree positions of punishment. Stephanie was told to watch carefully, asif I was ever to be punished in front of the others, I would have to be boundin one of the three ways. The first was designed to expose my cock and balls.Marcy began by pulling my arms up behind me, so that my wrists were near thebase of my neck, with the backs of my hands touching each other. My wristswere tied together in this position, leaving my elbows sticking out a fewinches from my sides. Next she pushed my legs into a position so that myheels were up against my ass. She then tied my ankles to the toppart of my thighs, it looked almost as if my legs ended at my knees. She thentied my knees to my elbows, such that my legs were forced wide open andI was lying on my back. My wrists were then tied to my neck in the back,pulling my knees even farther apart. She told Stephanie that thiswas position number two, or the first position of punishment, but someoneelse would have to show her all of the wonderful things that this positionallowed her to do. The third position was clearly for the purposes ofspankings and enemas, I was bent over touching my toes, and mywirsts were tied together and placed in between my ankles, which werespread far enough apart, so my wrists fit between them. They were allthen tightly bound together. My knees were tied and my elbows weretied slightly above my knees, making any attempt to bend my legs fromtheir straightened position impossible. The few inches between my anklescombined with my knees being tightly bound, forced my ass cheeks apart,and Marcy showed Stephanie how vulnerable it made me, by roughly insertingher finger in and out of my asshole. She gave me several good hard slaps,and again, told Stephanie that someone else would have to show her thedetailed benefits of such a position. The fourth position, was to exposemy chest and nipples for punishment, and invloved the intricate bindingof my arms and elbows behind my back forcing my chest to stick out, andbinding my legs together in six places from the top of my thighs tomy ankles my arms were secured to my body by two ropes that went aroundmy waist and abdomen, leaving my chest fully exposed. The final positionwas the one that Marcy liked best, she explained because of its many differentvariations. She called it "the hogtie," and began by having me lie flaton my stomach, while she tied my wrists and ankles and pulled then togethermaking me curl up and rest only on my stomach. She then began showingseveral variations, one where I was gagged and the back of the gag wasattached to my ankles and my wrists and elbows were bound behind me,another were each wrist and ankle were bound separately, and finally onewhere my thumbs were bound to my ankles forcing me into the hogtieposition. She explained that any of these were acceptable, and if heldlong enough could be punishment in themselves. Marcy left me boundwith my thumbs to my ankles, as they both stood and watched the expressionon my face turn from helplessness to pain, the muscles in my legs werebeginning to cramp up, and I begged to be released. They both ignored meand kept on discussing the various types of hogties that could be done.Marcy listed off four of five and they finally untied me. Stephaniebound my wrists behind my back and told me to kneel in front of Marcyand beg to kiss her feet for helping me in my training. I obeyed andMarcy agreed, and I bent down and kissed her white high heels until shestepped away indicating that I had thanked her sufficiently. I thenturned my body to Stephanie and begged to kiss her feet, to thank her forallowing me to be her slave. She consented and I did the same for her.Marcy told Stephanie she had to go, and Amy would be in shortly totrain her in the arts of punishment as a "Bitch Goddess." Stephanieseemed to get excited and petted my head, telling me that I was infor a long and painful experience. I just bent my head down, andtold her Thank You.

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