THE TRAINING OF JOHNNY

BY DVNT

[ part 4 ]

"We just don't know enough to make any decisions. According to the file his father disappeared over six months ago and hasn't been seen or heard from since. His mom is an alky, the police have been to the house for various reasons two dozen times and his brother Tim is still in training at the camp."

Harold and Lori looked at each other as the man from the Slave Training Institute's Investigation Department read his report.

The man continued, "As far as I can tell there was no abuse within the family except between the brothers. Based on interviews with his brother, Johnny was extremely close to his father. It actually looks like the mother was having an affair and the father found out, it also appears there may have been foul play on the part of the mother and her boyfriend."

"Did the mother ever call the police when her sons never came home?" Harold asked.

"No, it's kinda funny actually," the man chuckled, "After we received Tim we sent some people to her house. They convinced her that her sons were removed from the home and sent to foster care. She never even bothered to try and get them back. As far as I can tell they were lucky to be turned into slaves."

"But what about Johnny? We can't continue his training if it might permanently hurt him," Lori interjected, "and we certainly can't let him go home."

"In my expert opinion I'd let his training continue but only if it were administered by someone he cares about and feels safe and comfortable with."

"Well, I guess that means The Trainers out." Lori said.

"What about Jenny?" Harold asked.

"What do you mean Jenny?"

"Well, her training is basically over, and it was always the plan to have her become a dominatrix. Maybe we should let her take on her new role a little sooner."

"That's not a bad idea, she did seem to naturally fall into it when we were in the mall and Johnny really does like her."

"Then it sounds like you have a great plan ahead," the investigator said, "If you guys need anything else feel free to call the Institute."

As the investigator left Harold and Lori looked at each other.

"She's going to be so excited about all this," Lori said, "But let's let her sleep for now and tell her in the morning."

The next morning Jenny woke up and rubbed her eyes. She stopped suddenly and looked at her hands in disbelief. This was the first time in over two years that she had woken up and not had to wait to be unchained from her bed. She cautiously sat up and looked at her feet. They had also been released during the night. Jenny was extremely confused and didn't know what to do.

"This has to be a test of some sort," she thought to herself, "They want to see if I'll get out of bed without permission."

Jenny lay back down and waited. A few minutes later her mom came into the room. Jenny sprang out of bed and bowed at her mother's feet.

"Get up Jenny, things are going to change."

Jenny was unsure what that meant but reluctantly followed her mom out of the room. She followed her mom down into the dungeon, fear growing inside her. Her mother stopped at the bottom of the stairs and unlocked a door. Jenny had never been into this room and nervously followed her mom in.

Jenny was surprised to see a room full of computers and monitors. On the monitors she saw many parts of the dungeon which she had already been in and a few she didn't recognize. She was surprised that all these rooms were under her own home. In the corner she saw the outfit worn by The Trainer. Jenny shivered at the site of it.

Jenny's dad knelt beside the girl and unlocked her chastity belt. Jenny was surprised as the device was removed and even more surprised when her mom helped her put on a bathrobe. It was very unusual for her to wear clothes at home.

"Have a seat." Jenny's mom said, pointing to a nearby chair.

Jenny sat and faced her mom and dad as they took seats by the bank of monitors and computers.

"This is a very important day for you. First of all, The Trainer," her father started, referring to the outfit in the corner, "isn't something you need to fear anymore, it was your mom and I the whole time. We did it for the benefit of your training."

Jenny felt funny sitting in the chair, she realized it was the first time in two years that she had been completely free of any bondage.

"You've become a perfect slave over the last two years," her mother continued, "but in doing so you've learned much more. You demonstrated in the mall that you can be both submissive and dominating."

"After the mall incident, we began training Johnny ourselves," Harold said.

Jenny gasped at the mention of Johnny, not a day had gone by that she hadn't thought of the young boy.

"But we can't finish his training, it's a very delicate situation," Lori finished.

"Is he okay? Did something happen?" Jenny asked with a worried tone.

"He's fine," Lori said as Harold pulled up the small cell Johnny was in on a monitor. "We want you to take over training him. You're no longer our slave, from now on you will be a trainer like us.

Jenny seemed unsure, "What if I need to be disciplined? Not all of it was so bad, some of it was fun."

"We can still have fun together but from now on all your bondage will be voluntary." Lori told her daughter.

"Don't worry, for now we want you to watch the videos we have of Johnny's training so far and go introduce yourself to him as his new mistress, also The Trainer can always come help you but we'd prefer you handle as much as possible on your own.

Jenny spent most of the day watching the training videos from the control room, frequently looking over at the boy on the monitor. She noted he slept most of the time, only getting up when food was sent into his cell and frequently repeating the word "Daddy",

After many hours of watching the videos Jenny felt she understood the situation and was ready to go see Johnny herself. Jenny stood up from the monitor and found that while her mom had brought in an outfit to wear during the day. Jenny took a look at the outfit. It was a one piece black leather catsuit that cut down low over her tiny chest. It had no sleeves and tight fitting full length legs. To go with the suit was a pair of knee length high-heeled boots and a thick leather belt with a riding crop hanging from it. Jenny got suited up and prepared to meet her new slave.

Johnny was awakened by the cell door opening. He slowly rolled over to see a pair of leather boots. His eyes wondered up the shapely pair of legs. His eyes lingered on a riding crop hung on her hip, He continued his gaze up her slender waist to see the face he'd dreamed about many times looking down on him.

"Jenny," he barely whispered.

"Is that anyway for a slave to greet its new master?"

Johnny quickly remembered his previous training and bowed before the young girl.

"On your knees slave." she commanded.

Johnny quickly obeyed. Jenny began to slowly unzip the front of the catsuit, revealing her undeveloped breasts and preteen pussy to the slave. He felt his tiny prepubescent cock become hard and rub the chastity belt he was still wearing.

Jenny pressed the young boy’s mouth to her pussy and moaned as she felt his tongue begin to work on her hairless lips. Jenny spread her legs wider to allow his tongue to probe deeper. She shuddered as his tongue found her tiny clit.

Johnny used his tongue with as much effort as he could, eager to please his new master. When his tongue passed over the tiny button at the top of his master's pussy she really seemed to enjoy it so he concentrated his efforts there.

Jenny was amazed at how quickly he picked up what she liked when licking her pussy and how eager he was to do it. It wasn't long before she was humping his mouth, forcing his face further into her crotch. Suddenly she was overcome by one of the most intense orgasms of her young life. As she came down she saw her slave looking up at her like a puppy.

"Good job, slave," she said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips, tasting her juices on his lips.

She then bent down and placed a collar and leash on the slave.

"Come!" she commanded.

Johnny eagerly followed her out into the rest of the dungeon and allowed her to chain him to a frame. As he hung there in the frame he couldn't help but notice how painful it was having his cock rub against his chastity belt. He looked down at it, wishing Jenny would remove it.

Jenny, seeing her slave looking at his chastity belt in obvious discomfort decided to have some fun.

"If you're a very good slave you can get special privileges, like having that removed," she said, lightly flicking his chastity belt with her riding crop, "But you have to really make me happy."

Jenny began gently rubbing his nipples. The stimulation made the discomfort his penis was in all the worse. Johnny moaned at the feelings, closing his eyes. Jenny stopped and Johnny opened his eyes just in time to see Jenny swing the riding crop and bring it down across both his nipples. Johnny screamed in pain.

Jenny waited for her slave to calm down before giving further instructions.

"Slave, no matter how much discomfort you're in you need to be sure you're pleasing your master as much as possible at all times. Whether your master is giving you pleasure or pain, you need to be sure to thank them for the attention they're giving you."

She brought the riding crop down on his chest again, lighter this time.

"Thank you mistress."

"Good slave," Jenny said, "maybe a small reward can be worked out."

Johnny's prick grew rock hard as he felt her remove his chastity device and felt Jenny begin to fondle his tiny cock. Johnny was in heaven but had the presence of mind to thank her. As the slave neared his climax he was disappointed when she suddenly quit. Knowing better than to try and force her to continue. He watched desperately as she walked across the room to a cabinet, pulled some items out, and returned to stand in front of him.

Jenny knelt in front of the boy and once again began fondling his genitals. With her other hand she began caressing his chest. Johnny again began to near a climax as Jenny stopped fondling his balls and began instead to caress both his nipples. His erection stayed and he felt so close to orgasm, if only she'd rub him down there a little longer. His hips humped the air in futility as both his nipples became hard.

Suddenly Jenny stopped rubbing his nipples and was holding two metal devices in front of him. He tried to figure out what they were as she lowered them to his erect nipples and let the nipple clamps slam shut on his sensitive nipples.

Pain shot through his body, and much to his surprise he found himself in the middle of a very powerful and long orgasm.

Jenny waited for her slave to settle down before talking.

"I'm glad you enjoyed your orgasm but you need to learn that a slave cannot have an orgasm without permission," Jenny said, "I'll be lenient this time since it's our first day training."

Jenny went back to the cupboard and removed some small weights. Hanging them on her slave's nipple clamps she watched as he gritted his teeth against the pain.

"I'll see you tomorrow slave," Jenny said a she headed out of the dungeon.

"Th-thank y-you mistress," she heard her slave say as she left.

From the control room Lori and Harold watched their daughter end her first training session with her slave, more confident than ever that they had made the right choice about letting Jenny train Johnny.

As Jenny climbed into bed that night she felt funny. During the day her parents had filled her closet with more normal clothes. She had put on a baby doll nightie for bed but found it strange. After tossing and turning for an hour Jenny got out of bed, shed the nightie, and put a pair of handcuffs on herself.

She climbed back into bed and quickly fell asleep, dreaming of the great things she can do with Johnny as her personal slave.