Training of stacy

"Here is your first stop. Wait here for a moment."

I did as I was told and waited patiently. With my sight essentially useless, I concentrated on capturing every scrap of sound that made its way through the dark hood. From what I could gather at the time was that my mysterious guide had gone through another door and was making a noises a few feet away. Within seconds she was returning and I could hear her shoes clacking on dense wood as though she were stepping down to my level.

"All set." She announced. "We're going to take a few steps up now."

"Thank you Mistress."

She chuckled as she helped me up the steps.

"With an obedient attitude like that, we're going to have our work cut out for us to make you obedient." She said as I felt her tug as the handcuffs behind my back. "That last comment might not make any sense now, but you'll eventually see what I mean."

"Yes Mistress. Thank you."

"Great. How's that?" she asked.

I wasn't exactly sure what she meant but when I tried to move, it was clear that the handcuffs had been secured to a post rising up from the floor, which was securely fastened to the floor just behind my feet. I was able to shift slightly from foot to foot and swing to the side, but it was clear that I wouldn't be going too far from where I stood.

"I supposed you have no way of knowing how that is if you don't know what you're supposed to be doing. The purpose here is to keep you from running off and yet be somewhat comfortable. Knowing this, would you say this is the case?"

"Yes Mistress. I won't be going anywhere." I replied. It was true. I wasn't going anywhere without assistance.

"Excellent. Just wait here for a while and someone will be here to get you when we're ready."

"Yes Mistress."

Chapter 15 - Friday, June 13th - 1:58 p.m.

The time had passed slowly as I stood there in the short heels, thankful that the handcuffs weren't too tight and that they were tied down to a post that felt as though it must have been sized just for my comfort.