Fifty Shades of BDSM Trilogy by Sky Corgan

as I was told. He had ordered it so
quickly that I knew it was a test.
    “Good girl. I understand that your fiance is
Jack Kemble. When I talked to him on the phone last week, he said
he wanted us all to really concentrate on obedience with you.
Having said that, you will also be punished when you're reluctant
to do what you're told. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, master.”
    The mention of Jack's name sent a shudder
through my body. It was the first time I had thought about him all
day, and I didn't like the direction in which my mind went. There
was definitely bitterness and resentment from him sending me to the
BDSM school. He had talked about us potentially starting on the
wrong foot if I didn't agree to come. Well, now here I was, and I
couldn't help but think that him forcing me to come had also
started us off on the wrong foot. No matter which way the pendulum
swung, one of us would end up unhappy.
    “I'm not going to do anything to you today
that should cause you to need to use safety words, but it's still
my responsibility to go over them with you, since Master Neil
informed me that he forgot to cover it yesterday. Do you know what
safety words are?”
    “It's the word that I use to tell you to
stop.”
    “Well, there's more than one word. That's why
it's called safety words and not just safety word,” he explained.
“We use three safety words here at the school. Think of it like a
traffic light. Green means go. Yellow means slow down. And red
means stop. Now, the two most important ones are yellow and red.
Yellow means that the intensity of the activity is getting a bit
too much for you to handle. Perhaps you're being spanked too hard.
Saying 'yellow' will tell the person that they need to back off a
bit. Red means that you absolutely can't handle anymore, and the
session needs to come to a screeching halt. All activity ceases
until you're ready to continue. And green is the word you use when
you're ready to proceed or to let your dom know that everything is
alright. For instance, if I ask you how something feels, you can
say green instead of alright. That way, I'll know that it feels
good, and it's alright to continue. Do you know why we don't just
say 'no' or 'stop' when something is uncomfortable?”
    “Because some people enjoy the play rape
fantasy?” I replied with a quizzical look.
    “Close. Some people like to use those words
in their fantasies. It's very common for someone to say no when
they really mean yes. Having safe words is a way to guarantee that
things don't get out of hand. When your mouth is gagged, and you
can't say your safe words, you'll gesture with your hands instead.
In place of green, you'll make a thumbs up gesture. For yellow,
you'll do a thumbs down. And for red, you'll tap out with your
index finger.” Master Benjamin made the last gesture, so I could
see what he was talking about. It looked more like pointing than
tapping, but who was I to argue. “That's basically it. Are you
ready to begin?”
    I wanted to say no, but forced myself to nod
instead.
    “Alright. Stand up for me and push your chair
away, From this point forward, you will not speak unless spoken to.
I realize that this is your first time with any of this, so I'm
going to explain what I'm doing as I'm doing it. For now, I'm going
to start by undressing you.”
    My heart pounded against my chest as I stood
on command and pushed the chair away. Did he really mean to take
off all of my clothing? I had never been completely naked in front
of a man before, and while I was fairly certain that Master
Benjamin was gay, the thought was still unnerving.
    He started by gently pushing my long black
hair away from my shoulders. I watched his eyes as he looked down
on me, and was relieved to see that they weren't full of lust. This
seemed to be more of a routine thing for Master Benjamin, not
something he derived pleasure from.
    “Lift your arms,” he told me, and as I did he
grasped the bottom hem of my blue t-shirt and