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turkey sandwich. Despite having not eaten breakfast, my
appetite just wasn't there.
    Mary's comment made me feel even queasier,
thinking about what crazy stuff they had planned for us. Was I
really up for this? I had told myself that I would give it my all,
but part of me still wasn't sure. I'm doing this for my
family , I had to remind myself. That would have to be my mantra
through this entire ordeal—the only thing that would get me through
it.
    Master Neil was waiting for us when we
returned from lunch. There was a white board behind him that he had
written several notes on, including the names of the other
instructors at the school.
    As I slid into my seat, I noticed a fresh
writing tablet and a pen had been set on all the desks, presumably
to take notes. I picked up the pen and tapped it against the tablet
a few times. It would be a good distraction from having to look
Master Neil in the eyes.
    “Did you have a good lunch, ladies?” he asked
courteously.
    The responses were divided between, “Yes,
sir,” and “Yes, master."
    “Lesson number one,” Master Neil began with a
more authoritative tone. “From here on out, you will refer to all
male professors as master. You will answer, 'Yes, master,' not,
'Yes, sir'. For all female professors, you will answer, 'Yes,
mistress,' not, 'Yes, ma'am'. Failure to address your professor
correctly will result in a spanking with this.” He pulled a small
black painted paddle from the drawer of his desk and showed it to
us. “Do you understand?”
    “Yes, master,” we all responded in sync.
    “Now,” he continued. “I am Master Neil. There
are six other professors at this school that teach in different
fields. Mistress Yolanda heads the bondage course. She specializes
in rope play and knot tying. Master Zamuel specializes in teaching
dominance and obedience. Mistress Amanda is in charge of toys.
Master Benjamin teaches body awareness. Mistress Cassandra teaches
a spirituality through sexuality course. Master Darrel teaches
advanced pain techniques. Master Eric teaches pleasure play. And I
am in charge of BDSM lecture and education. After today, you will
all be split up with a different instructor to receive your
hands-on training. You may want to write this down so that you
remember who to report to tomorrow.” Master Neil eyed us all as if
to say he would not be repeating himself. “Mary, you will be with
Master Eric. Melita, you're assigned to Master Benjamin. Wilma will
be with Mistress Cassandra. And Xena, you will go with Master
Zamuel.”
    That means I'll start with a body awareness
class, I thought to myself, wondering what that would entail.
Hopefully, I'd remember to ask about it during our question and
answer session.
    Master Niel continued, “In the morning, you
will all gather in the lobby where your assigned instructor will
come collect you. Moving on. Things that you can expect from this
course. We realize that you all come from different sexual
backgrounds and have different needs, so here at the Napa Valley
Body Awareness Resort, we strive to tailor the courses to each
student's individual needs. No two students receive identical
training here unless they come in for a couple's course. We try to
respect each student's limits, but know that you are here so that
we can push your boundaries. If you are not completely open to the
techniques that we plan to teach, then you will not get the full
benefit of the course. No faculty member here will do anything that
will permanently harm you. Even our advanced pain classes are
handled with the utmost care to ensure minimal bodily damage. In
fact, the most intense class that we offer here is a needle play
class, so if you were looking for anything more extreme than that,
I'm afraid you'll have to go some place else.”
    “Will I be taking the needle play class,
master?” I asked. If Jack had signed me up for that one, I might as
well leave now. There was no way that I was going to allow
strangers to stick