Sub School – Part 2

“You really need to be less jumpy, Number 6. Obviously, it will make your sub training much more effective if you don’t try and fight it.” You nodded. Then, your cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “Okay, enough time-wasting. Let’s get started! Do you see the numbers there on the corner of the table?” I asked, pointing my ruler to the measurements on the glass. You nodded. “Do you know what it’s for?” Slowly, you shook your head uncertainly. “We’re going to see how small you are,” I said. “Come closer, stand right up against the glass. There you go. Now, lift that sad cock of yours onto the table. It’s going to be a little cold, but you’ll get used to it.” You hesitated only momentarily before doing as you were told, putting your soft flesh on the cold surface.

Well, I pulled your dick into position to make sure the measurement read correctly. “Hmm, 2.9 inches.  poor boy, it’s very small,” I made a note in my book, shaking my head at your pathetic manhood. You looked away, blushing. Obviously, you are embarrassed. “Next one,” I announced, wrapping my hand around your flaccid skin and lifting it off the table. As a result, you whimpered. “Ah, I see someone hasn’t been allowed to cum in a while. You’re so sensitive. How long has it been?” Gently, I  massaged your cock. “Six weeks.” you were already growing hard, submitting to my touch instantly, desperately almost.

“Does it feel good, sub Number 6?” I grinned, circling your circumcised tip with my index finger.

“Yes…” you said softly. “Yes, who?” I grabbed your balls hard, and you gasped. “Um, Yes, Mistress… I’m sorry!” I let go and stroked your shaft one more time. Of course, you were fully hard. “Good boy, now let’s see how you measure when fully erect. Now, put it back on the table. “This time you didn’t hesitate. “Barely 4 inches… tsk tsk…”  Then, I left you standing there, wallowing in the embarrassing information while I logged it in my notebook. Next, I took your weight, your height, and measured your waist, carefully logging it on the page. Afterward, I interrogated you about your habits, self-care routine, and experience as a sub, amongst other things. Slowly, your erection subsided as you answered my questions, just awkwardly standing there exposed.

“Okay, that should be it, Number 6. So, you are almost ready to go join the others. You will be shown to your room once you leave my office. Please shower and be ready for dinner at 5. You’ll find your appropriate outfit laid out on your bed. I’ll come put in the tail myself, don’t worry. “You nodded. “Now, come here, let’s get you ready for your training,” I waved you over and you walked to my chair. Then, I opened one of my desk drawers to reveal an assortment of chastity cages in various sizes, colors, and materials, all lined up neatly in rows.”Let’s see! Ah yes, perfect,” I took out a small metal cage that fit your dimensions. You stood perfectly still as I went through the ritual steps of putting it on, not even flinching when I handled your sensitive balls. 

“Not the first time you’re being put in one of these, hey?” I asked and you shook your head  “Let’s see if we can make you the best sub you can be,” I clicked the lock into place. “You want to make your Mistress happy, right?” “More than anything!” “Good boy. Now, send in Number 7 on your way out.”

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