The Cucksitter Training, Too

By

B.J. Frazier

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This book contains erotic fiction with graphic sex and is intended for mature readers only. This is the second book in the series. Please start with “The Cucksitter Training”.

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The Cucksitter Training, Too

Nora Kemp and her bestie Blanca Ortiz stood silently on the doorstep of Professor Emery Hagan’s house, staring at the carved wooden door. Nora frowned and looked at her friend.

“What are you waiting for?”

“Me?” Blanca squeaked. “Nothing.”

“I already explained the importance of consent to you, Blanca. Herrin M needs to know that you’re doing this of your own free will.”

“I’m here, and there aren’t any chains around me,” Blanca said, making a face. “But, like,” she quickly added, “there aren’t going to be chains around me, right?”

Nora sighed loudly. “Whatever chains show up in scenes will be controlled by you. We’ve been through this a billion times. Now is not the time to play dumb, Blanca. Please don’t embarrass me.”

“How am I embarrassing you?! I haven’t even done anything!”

“Right... but you should’ve already rung the bell!”

Blanca licked her lips and shook her head. Keeping her feet planted and stretching at an odd angle to press the doorbell, she muttered, “No puedo creer que estoy haciendo esto.”

“Don’t blame me, Blanca,” Nora snorted. “I’m not getting you into anything you don’t want to be into. Remember the blanket? Remember your red face? Remember your dilated pupils? You want to do this, and you’ll thank me later!”

As soon as Nora stopped speaking, the sound of metal latches clunking and heavy wooden doors sliding apart filled the silence. Blanca involuntarily took a step back.

“Dios mío!” Blanca whispered, crossing herself.

“Welcome. Herrin has been expecting you,” a man said.

He was the same man who had welcomed Nora not so long ago; middle-aged with thinning hair and a receding hairline. He was also dressed the same as back then; black jeans that were a size too large, an oversized, white button-down, and bare feet.

“Please follow me,” the man said, closing the door and walking away.

Nora nudged Blanca and rapidly darted her eyes upward, forcing her friend to look at the chandelier. Blanca glanced at the light fixture then quickly looked away.

“Right in here,” the man said, holding the office door open.

“Please have a seat,” Emery greeted them, pointing to the chairs in front of her desk.

The professor’s outward appearance seemed to be focused on the man walking across the room; however, she surreptitiously observed her newest guest.

“Nora has told me about you, and I presume she told you about me,” Emery stated after the man knelt.

“That is correct,” Blanca responded.

“Let’s see how well Nora did. What do you think of the entrance to my home?” Emery asked.

“I--I’m not really sure what you mean... I mean, you have a beautiful home--” Blanca began.

“Yes, but how does actually seeing the entrance compare with what you were told?” Emery interrupted.

“Oh. Um, it was pretty much the same as how Nora described it to me.”

Emery nodded. “So nothing surprised you?”

Blanca took a moment to reflect before answering. “Well, no, not really... I mean, not until you asked that question, which has the implication of there being something to be surprised about.”

“And what has surprised you upon second thought?”

“Um...” Blanca glanced at the man. “Since my coming to your home is under different circumstances than when Nora did, I’m surprised that he is dressed in exactly the same outfit that doesn’t fit him.”

“Is that all?” Emery asked without reaction.

“Yes.” Blanca cleared her throat. “I think so.”

Emery nodded three times. “Now tell me why his attire surprises you so.” She leaned forward, tenting her hands.

“I uh...” Blanca cleared her throat.

“It’s your observation. Own it, and explain it to me,” Emery commanded.

“Well, it was explained to me that his clothes didn’t fit because he forgot to leave some here, so he had to borrow some of yours--or I mean, someone else’s clothes that were already here. Given everything else that was explained to me and your--what you do, I would think that continued forgetfulness wouldn’t be tolerated.”

“Anything else?”

Blanca looked at the ceiling as she thought, then said to the desk, “Yes, the same outfit, under these circumstances, could be interpreted as some kinda set-up.”

“Explain what kind of set-up you think is happening.”

“I mean, you might purposefully have him dress like this to get a reaction from the person across from your desk.”

“What reaction do I seek?”

“I dunno.”

Emery stared at Blanca a beat before asking, “Did you happen to notice that he learned from a previous mistake by waiting for the two of you to enter my office before him?”

“Not until you mentioned it, no.”

“Given the fact that he improved, does that change your mind about the outfit?”

“No,” Blanca said, holding the professor’s stare.

“Why not?”

“Because you seem amused, like you enjoy toying with people and their reactions. Almost like you’re playing chess with human subjects.”

“Interesting,” Emery said, sitting back and smiling. She turned to Nora. “I like her.”

“I knew you would,” Nora beamed.

“Are you going to have him strip so you can observe my reaction to his chastity cage?” Blanca ventured.

Emery smiled wickedly. “No. That surprise has already been exposed with Nora, and I need to be certain of your commitment before getting into anything ‘delicate’. However, it pleases me a great deal to know how excited you are about this endeavor.”

The professor’s eyes twinkled, and Blanca blushed.

“Moving on,” Emery said. “Did Nora share with you any of the corrections I gave her?”

“Yes.”

“And what about any of the praise?”

“Um, I think so?”

“Did she tell you about her first scene with the businessman James, and how she had to keep starting that scene over?”

“Yes.”

“I praised her for painstakingly starting over. She had to leave the room and enter again and again.”

“I remember that she had to do that, but I’m not sure if I knew you praised her for it,” Blanca admitted.

“It was very important that she--Goddess Novia--get command of the sub from the get-go or nothing beyond that point would’ve carried any weight with James.”

“I can understand that.”

“Good. Did she tell you that she had a problem with praising? That she was only punishing?”

“Mmm hmm,” Blanca nodded.

“And what do you think about that?”

“I agree with the principle. It’s very close to raising children or pets... or within the teacher/student relationship. People need praise just as much, if not more than punishment, in order to learn. If they attain success and know they’re pleasing you at the same time, they will strive harder to reach the next goal.”

“Very well put!” Emery said, smiling broadly.

“Oh!” Blanca blushed a darker red. “I was really thinking about a classroom situation, like the next step in the process of teaching someone to read.”

“Yes, but, as you said, the same principle applies to multiple situations, right?”

“Yes.”

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