97- Submissive Training 101

Isabella

After a few short minutes of comfort, does Grant move to take my hand. A hand in which I now take in return, does Grant move to lead me out into the hallway. My eyes instantly landing on Alex and Lucus. My body now frozen in place at catching the sight of them now standing before me. Both covered from head to toe in crimson blood.

My body beginning to shake as I continued to take in each of their bodies, neither of them noticing me as of yet, as both continued making small talk to one another, both wearing sinister smiles upon both of their faces as they do.

The scene before me looking like a scene one would find from a horror movie. Like Chucky or Scream. The kind of movie that took blood and gore to a whole new level of madness.

My body unable to move even as I continued to process everything going on before me. Grant quick to notice my lack of movement as he moves to follow my gaze only for a deadly smile to grace his lips as well. His eyes now locking with those of his blood brothers.

Lucus now being the first one to spot us within the hallway followed shortly by Alex as both men move to approach me. Neither of them aware that my body was shaking in fear. At seeing these men in their truest form, and if they did see me shaking then neither of them mentioned it. My mind still trying to tell my heart that these men were dangerous. Very dangerous. The kind where people got killed. Yet here I was, responding to this like it was something hot and sexy.

My pussy becoming wet between my legs.

Lucus and Alex both now casually walking over to us before planting big, huge kisses upon my cheek before both then move to walk away, both heading for each of their rooms to change without so much as saying one single word to me. Shock still etched along my face even as Grant moves to wipe away the blood that was left behind by Lucus and Alex from when they kissed my face in greeting.

Once clean does Grant move to tug gently on my arm. The movement enough to bring me closer to him even as he moves to wrap his arm around my waist. His body now leading us down towards the dining room and to where breakfast was currently being served while my mind still focused on Lucus and Alex even as we do.

When reaching the dining room, I’m instantly thankful to see it empty. None of the usual people there to greet us besides Tony. Grant slowly moving to lead me over to a chair before filling my plate up with food. The food always delicious even as I eat every single bite, cleaning my plate before asking for more.

My head still lowered as I attempt to eat my food. Too focused on all the different flavors to register that Lucus and Alex had finally manage to join us at the table or that both had moved to kiss me yet again. The four of them now moving to talk about business, in which I ignore. Not caring about what they did for a living if I could help it.

That is, until Grant moves to lead me into the master playroom once breakfast was over and done with. Grant moving to approach one of the chairs within the room with me doing the same thing only to pause when Grant moves to snap at me.

“I did not give you permission to sit down yet sweet girl” At the tone of his voice, I instantly pause, frozen. Grant moving to speak once more. “Kneel. NOW.”

Shocked by what he was commanding me to do I move to make sure he hadn’t just grown 2 heads. My lack of response now getting to him as he moves to bark out yet again. “I will not ask you again. Today, I am your Dom and you sweet girl are in training. So, kneel like I ordered you to do.”

Hesitating slowly, I move to catch his gaze hoping he was joking. A part of me thinking that if looks alone could kill that I’d probably be dead more times than I care to admit.

“Well…”

At the well place tone of his voice do I finally move to do as I’m told. My body now kneeling down before his. My body back to shaking silently. The thought of seeing Alex and Lucus covered in blood was nothing compared to how Grant was now. Grant showing me a whole new side to him that I never knew existed was downright scary.

Moving to cup my cheek with his hand does Grant move to caress my cheek with his thumb. His voice still firm as he does. “Until further notice, you, sweet girl, are to hereby follow are direct order when kneeling at our feet while in our presence. That includes but not limited to mealtimes as well. Only we are allowed to give you permission to sit, stand or move about, especially when we’re inside this room. Our room. Now then. Today’s lesson shall be all about guiding you on all the commands that we as your Dom’s expect you to know and follow, do I make myself clear on this?”

“Yes, Sir”

“Good girl. Let’s begin”

And so, for the next grooling 6 hours of my life does Grant steadily instruct me on every position, every command just like any Military Sargent would do with his band of merry men. The only downfall to all of it was that when Grant gave me a command he expected me to have it memorized. And if I didn’t, let’s just say that after two strikes you were out. Which meant if I wasn’t able to give the correct response properly then I was punished for it instead.

And the tool of choice you ask? Why his black famous riding crop. A tool in which he would use along my arms, hands, legs, ass, back. Any place that he could find that allowed skin to show.

By the 20th smack from the black riding crop, I almost wanted to yell out the word RED. A piece of me knowing that I was only doing this to myself in return because I wanted to be a brat and push all of his buttons. The same buttons he was currently doing to me. But didn’t do because of my pride. Not wanting them to think I was weak and couldn’t handle being their submissive when I already tolerated most of their shit prior to this and lived.

But by the end of the 6 hour mark do we finally manage to stop. My body now a beautiful canvas of color as red marks literally danced upon my body like a battle scar. Now proud of myself at being able to follow every command perfectly to a tee. Tony managing to arrive prior to the end by baring clothes for me to change into later.

Tony staying to observe Grant and I during the last hour of our submissive training in which he graciously participates in. Both equally pleased by how fast I had learned during my 6 hours alone with Grant. But with training now done do both Grant and Tony both move to take me over to the big jacuzzi tub within the room where both then proceed in giving me the aftercare that I rightfully deserved as per our contract agreement.

Tony making sure to apply a healing lotion all over my newest designs all thanks to Grant while Grant on the other hand moved to give me a nice long massage once we were all out of the tub. Both whispering sweet nothings within my ear as each of them continued to pamper me. Both of them kissing me which only makes me blush and my core tingle with want.

With aftercare now done and making sure I was well taken care of does Tony move to hand me the clothes that he had brought along with him. A pair of black leggings and an oversized t-shirt, a shirt that I was almost positive belonged to one of the guys as I move to put on the clothes. My eyes noticing that I wasn’t given any bra or panties when handed the rest of the items. Being told that it was something I had to “earn” in order to receive as they both then move to escort me over to dinner.