When the elevator's doors opened, I led William down the dungeon's long hallway. “Where did you and your former Mistress play?" I was glad to see that the door he pointed to was occupied. I didn't want any past memories with Calla polluting his subspace during our session.
I chose a different room from the one Owen and I had used. It was smaller, more intimate. It only housed a St. Andrew's Cross, a spanking bench, and a suspension holder for chain and rope rigging. After closing and locking the door, I turned around to find William in the Attention position. His heels were together with his toes pointing on the line painted on the floor. His arms hung straight at his sides, and he stared straight ahead.
Having a sub in the Attention position always made me feel a little like a drill ser
