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Chapter 112: Kneel In Front Of Me And Play With Yourself Chapter 112: Kneel In Front Of Me And Play With Yourself Kingston

The sound on the televisions was muted, bringing my attention back to her and away from my swirling thoughts. Her eyes went wide as she took in my brooding mood, could she sense where my mind had gone? Could she see the secrets I kept? I mentally pushed it all the way and grunted

out.

"Follow me," I muttered, she hesitated a little and I growled.

It annoyed me how she didn't follow my commands at once but that was what this training session would be all about. I led her to my playroom and ordered her to strip. I didn't give her

gloriously privacy as she unbuttoned her top and worked off her panties. She stood in front of me naked after she was done and I got her to fold her clothes and stack them atop a chair in the

corner.

"Present for me." I said and when she started to kneel, I stopped her.

"Not there, in front of me." I was standing on the hard granite floor while she had been on the

soft carpet.

She moved towards me and once again sank to the floor. She cringed as the cold stone touched her knees and I inwardly smiled. Although I wanted her to be comfortable in life, I never said I wanted her comfortable with me. "Today, we will start conditioning you. Do you know what that means?" I asked.

"I.. I have read a little about it but I don't have a clear picture of what it means. No." She replied softly, a bit hesitant as well.

"No, what?" I pressed her, my eyes narrowed even if she couldn't see them, she could feel it.

"No, daddy."

"Conditioning means, in general terms, to alter your behavior. It can sound scary but we promise you we won't condition you for anything that can be considered harmful. We will teach your mind to react in the way we desire and there are many ways to do that but for now, we will stick to rewards and punishment." I explained.

"This will all be to better yourself as a a submissive." My voice grew rougher the more I spoke.

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understand what was

"Do you understand?"

I think so." She

"Yes, what?" I growled.

think so, daddy." She responded shakily, affected

For every time you forget to address me properly, I will give you three spanks with my favorite paddle." I informed her and took a sick

good for you." I said,

would be so fun.

are the other things you want

paddle would make her remember my title but I was ready to follow through if it wasn't the case. "Your hesitation

annoyance to me, her talking without permission and for now, I would hold it to this session. And then, for our next session, she would get the same order. It would be gradual but I had the patience to wait until it was natural for her to not speak unless she was allowed. Of course, it would only be during plays. If I had been her master instead of dominant, that would be an entirely different matter. If I was her master, well then I wouldn't limit it

the chair by the window and sat down, my feet were spread wide

will also be rewards if you follow them. Now, I have a few ideas for both but I want to hear your ideas and what you would consider Punishment and rewards. So tell me, what would make you feel ashamed knowing you

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time before responding but I didn't mind. It only showed that she considered my question and thought up ideas

and disapproval, d..daddy." She

only uncertainty. It seemed she had a more challenging time addressing me than my friends. Calling me daddy was more taboo than calling someone sir even though I knew she found it

She confessed as she continued speaking and it sounded like she had

when I wasn't happy with her, then it would indeed feel like a punishment. Satisfied

how seriously you take

me more."

shuddered under the praise, showing me exactly how much she

may look at

hesitate as she twisted her head to look right at me. The only reason I gave her permission was so I could see her

on your hands and knees." I said, letting her see the wickedness in

eyes.

of her comfort zone to command her to do things she would feel. embarrassed doing things she would usually hesitate to do. Her blood rushed to her face, making it as red as a tomato. I quite like that color on her at times but her embarrassment hindered her too often to follow a command and that was a problem. For once, she didn't hesitate as she started crawling towards me. I believe the promise