Training of stacy

My visit here had been a rollercoaster of emotions with more surely to follow. It seemed that hours had passed but I knew that it couldn't have been more than an hour. I felt as though I had been secured in a closet and forgotten. They had all mentioned the word obedience and I only hoped I wasn't going to spend the night here on my feet getting 'softened up' and worked over tomorrow. My fears were unfounded it seems as sounds began to reach my ears. A moment later, yet another new voice called up to me.

"Ready for your close-up?" the woman's voice asked jokingly.

"Yes Mistress." I replied.

We went through several more doors and the murmur of people from before died out as we stepped into another room, apparently our final destination.

"So this is the new recruit?" one voice asked.

"Yes. This is Stacy and she's here for our obedience training program." Another voice replied.

The room felt small but apparently there were several people already inside.

"Always love to start out working with a newbie." A third voice chimed in. I wasn't sure who said, it but I felt a hand slide across my ass and grope a cheek before giving it a hearty smack. Involuntarily, I took a step forward, which elicited a round of laughter.

"Sensitive too. This is going to be some much fun!"

"Let's get started, shall we?"

"Damn straight. What do we have on the agenda for today?" one voice asked. I got the idea in my head that the group around me were carefully studying my plan for the day because conversation stopped for a few moments.

"Alright!" the said as one, the joy and excitement was clear in their chatter.

They broke from their huddle and I could hear them move around in me, preparing something. I felt a tug at the handcuffs behind my back and for the first time they were free. My shoulders ached and I tried to loosen them up a bit, which was a mistake.

"Shoulders ache Stacy?"