Proper Training

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

I could say that things were back to normal, but that would never happen. My life had changed. I’m not sure at this point if I will ever be the guy I was before this all began. I have some strange desires and needs that I never had before. It’s seems strange that I want this game to continue, but I had to see where it would lead.

After school one day, Mindy came into my room.

“I have a five page paper due next Friday on The Role of Women in Today’s Society for my Intro to Sociology Class. I expect you to have it written for me by Thursday. I don’t have time to do it, but since you’re still grounded, you’ll do it for me.”

That was it. She never asked. As she started to leave, she turned back, “Oh give me your debit card, there are a few things you need. I’m going to the mall, and I’ll pick them up for you.”

“What do I need?”

“I’ve been reading more of those stories. I know what you need. Don’t worry about it. It’s not your choice anyway, slave? I’ll take care of it.”

I went to my dresser and got it. Reluctantly I handed it to her, before she left.

That card is where I get my weekly allowance from my dad. I never see him, but his secretary deposits fifty dollars into my account every Friday. Heck, it’s probably done automatically by their computer.

I continued to do my homework. When I finished mine, maybe I’d do a little research for her paper. After a while I went out into the kitchen and started dinner. I had decided that tonight we would have Tacos. It’s easy and everyone seems to like them.

We ate. I cleaned up the kitchen and went back to my room to read stuff on the computer. My phoned beeped. It was Alex.

“New post – Need key yet?”

I called him instead of texting.

“Any other clues?” I asked, pretending to be excited about it.

“No, nothing. It’s strange that I can’t respond to it. As soon as I try, it’s taken down.”

“God, I wonder how long this is going to continue. This isn’t funny.”

“I know. Just hang in there, buddy. It can’t last forever.”

“That’s what you think.”

“No, I’m serious. She’ll quit this game after a while.”

“Yea, right. I don’t think it will ever end. Besides, you aren’t the guy whose locked up in this thing, are you?”

“No, and I’m glad I’m not. How much longer are you going to be grounded? Isn’t the month up this weekend?”

“Yea, but Jill stopped over, and we were in my room when my mother came home.”

“Get any new hickeys in places we can’t see?” Johnny asked.

“Not hardly. She broke up with me. I guess she’s seeing someone else.”

“We know. We’ve seen her and Bob Jackson hanging out in the halls.”

“So, because she was in my room, my grounding has been extended until the Quarterly Reports comes out.”

“f**k, dude. That’s three more weeks.”

“Yea, and if my grades haven’t improved, it’ll probably be a lot longer.”

“So I guess you’re not going to Stephanie’s party tomorrow night. It’s at their beach house, you know.”

“Yea, I know, but you’d better be careful. Who knows? You might be next.”

“f**k, I hope not. I’ll be careful how much I drink.”

“I really think someone put something in my drink, so open your own beer and don’t put it down so someone can get to it”

“Good idea. See you tomorrow.”

“Yea.”

I opened my computer and clicked on the Femdom site I’d put into my favorites. After reading a couple new stories, I switched over to X Tube and watched some videos. It got me rather excited.

School was about the same until I found another note taped to my locker just before lunch.

“Too bad it can’t get out and play. Could be a fun time tonight at the party, slave boy!”

I showed it to my buddies at lunch.

Johnny got all excited. “‘Too bad it can’t come out and play.’ What’s she insinuating?”

“It’s pretty obvious,” Alex told him. “The ‘it’ is referring to his dick.”

“Yea, and she’s now she’s calling me slave boy.”

Mindy’s doing a great job keeping this thing going. It was fun watching and listening to those two guys going on and on about it.

I didn’t go to the party, but I worked on Mindy’s paper after doing a bunch of research. I figured I’d write the first draft tomorrow. After all I had to have something to do between laundry cycles.

Mindy knocked on my door about nine Saturday morning. I was still in bed. She slowly opened my door and peeked in.

“You awake, slave boy?”

“I am now.”

I sat up in bed, and she sat down on the edge. She had a bag that she laid down between us.

“What’s this?”

“Things I bought for you.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what was in the bag, but reluctantly I opened it and looked in.

“Oh no! You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, but I am. All slaves in those stories you read have all their hair removed. It makes them less of a man. What makes you any different?”

“Don’t you think you’re carrying this a little too far?

“You wanted this slavery thing to continue, remember?”

“Yea, but…”

“Maybe I should just give you the key and end this whole thing right now. You can tell your buddies that the whole thing was a hoax. But if you do, don’t come to me in a couple of weeks and ask for my help to satisfy your need to be dominated. Do what I tell you from now on or end it. It’s your choice.”

After that little speech, she put the key on my bed and left.

“Wow!” I said out loud. “I guess I have a decision to make.”

I lay back down and just stared at the ceiling for a while, letting things run through my head.

Those thoughts triggered something in my c**k and balls, and it wasn’t just morning wood. I picked up the key that she kept on a little pink ring and rubbed it through my fingers. It was the only thing between a normal life and satisfying some strange desires that seems to have taken over my brain. I wanted both, but I knew I couldn’t. I had to make a choice. I just hope I choose the right one.

Many thoughts went through my mind, as I continued to look at the key. Finally I picked up the bag and took out the items she bought. There were disposable razors, a couple bottles of Nair hair remover, a container of woman’s shave gel and a bottle of lady’s sweet smelling body lotion.

As I started to put the stuff back in the bag, I found a note she had written. “Everything from your neck down, slave boy. Not a single hair left.”

The stirring in my groin got more intense. At that point I knew what I had to do. I got up, slipped off my sleep pants and headed into the bathroom. In one hand was the key and in the other were the things she had bought.

I removed the cage and really thought about jerking off right then, but I knew if I did all that desire to obey her would be gone. I stepped into the shower and began. I wet down my body and started with my pubic hair. With some shave cream and one of the Gillette three blade razors I started in. As I started to remove the hair, my c**k was getting hard. Shaving my c**k and balls really turned me on. I was a little worried as I did my balls and down between my legs. I didn’t want to cut anything. It took about twenty minutes before every bit of it was gone. My legs and arms, as well as my ass, chest and pits were hairless, but I decided to make sure. I read the label on the Nair and squirted a generous amount in my hand. I covered my entire body – everyplace I could possibly reach. Putting it on my balls wasn’t the most pleasant thing, but a little burning is all part of the game.

The instructions said to leave it between five and ten minutes for best results. I chose the latter. Using some paper towels I wiped off the remover stuff. I was surprised how much hair I obviously missed.

I showered off anything remaining and then satisfied that other need. But I was right. After I blew my rocks, the urge was gone. At that point I wished I hadn’t shaved, but there was no way to change that now. I stepped out and dried off in front of the big mirror. The body of an eighteen year old was replaced by one of ten. I smiled and shook my head, not believing what I had done. I used the lotion and rubbed it over my entire body.

Reluctantly I locked myself back up, dressed and began my day.

As I went to get some breakfast I passed Mindy’s room. The door was partially open so I stuck my head in. She was in sitting in a casual chair reading a magazine. I walked over and handed her the key.

She smiled. “I guess you made your mind up. Give me a little peek,” she said.

I unbuttoned my jeans and slid my underwear down low enough so she could see just a little.

“Come on, let me see.”

Hell, she’s seen everything already, so I pushed my jeans and boxers down to my knees and slipped my shirt off over my head.

“Now you’re truly my little slave boy. They are right. Take away a guy’s balls and remove all his hair and you’ve taken away the man. But I like it. I’m going to keep you that for a while. Turn around.”

When I did, she said I had a little hair on my back. We went into her bathroom where she shaved it off with the razor she uses on her legs.

“Perfect. You’ll soon find out what us girls go through on a regular basis. Of course, being a guy your hair will probably grow back a little coarser then ours, so you might even have to shave more often. After all, you won’t want any stubble showing, and if you do, you’ll have some itching in places you don’t want it. You’ll have to shave everything at least every Saturday, okay?”

“If that’s what you want, Mistress.”

“It is, but there will be more as we go along.”

She smiled and went back to her magazine. I picked up all her dirty clothes and headed for the laundry. After I got it started, I changed her bed and cleaned her room.

“See you later.”

“Hey,” she said. “Ask Mom if you can go to the mall with me. We’ll go a little later and stop someplace for lunch.”

“I’d like that. Since it’s you, she’ll probably allow it. I’ll check.”

She did.

Once at the mall, we wandered from store to store. Mindy wanted to get a couple new cd’s. As we got to Macy’s, she decided to go pick out some new underwear. She picked out a couple pairs.

“Oh look,” she said. “They’re on sale – buy four get two free.”

She picked out some others before she asked, “What do you think? You like these?”

“Hey, you’re the one who wears them. I’d think those thin straps up your butt wouldn’t be that comfortable. But, I only wash them, so I wouldn’t know.”

“And sniff them.”

I’m sure I had a surprised look on my face.

“I saw you, and I hope you enjoyed it, because that’s probably as close as you’ll get to a girl’s privates until you’re off to college.”

I never said a word.

“And for doing that you get to pay for these.”

“But….”

“It’s not your choice, slave boy. Besides, I still have your debit card, and I’ll buy what I want with it.”

There was no further discussion.

We moved on and ended up a Ruby Tuesdays for lunch. We talked about everything in general. Before long we got around to the chastity thing.

“What do you think about me writing a new note for your buddies and returning the key this week?”

“I was actually thinking we need another posting on Messenger. You could make it a little more s****l and really get them excited. I really don’t want to end it right yet.”

“Now you won’t have to be embarrassed when you can’t get it up and disappoint the next girl you’re with,” she wrote on a napkin and slid over for me to read. “That’ll get Alex and Johnny going.”

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind, but they’d think I got beyond second base. But if you wrote that they’d know I knew who had the key.”

“How about, ‘Heard you couldn’t get it up the other night. I solved your problem for you, slave boy. I’m thinking about giving you the key for a graduation present. You can hold out until then, can’t you?”