Submission And Domination : His Submissive Student

Devon sat in the Dining Room and again reviewed the proposal he had before him. It was the result of a years worth or research and consideration. Dominique and two of the shrinks were about to arrive and receive the briefing on the proposal, something he had kept secret from everyone until recently.Dominique entered the room and sat across the table from Devon and the two Doctors sat with her. Devon was alone on his side, and that was fine. He was proposing a huge change in the way that the group did business. One small voice in the wilderness as it were. "OK Devon, we're here, as promised. Now would you like to tell us what you've been looking at and are now ready to brief us on?"Devon smiled and slid three folders across the table. "Certainly Dominique, and thank you all for coming. In short, I believe it is possible, and potentially profitable to set up a more overt and strictly above board training facility.""Above board, you mean legally speaking?" Doctor Jenkins asked."Yes.

"Thank you Dominique." Devon said bowing his head slightly. He then walked to Control with Dominique and ran down the training board showing her the status of current product. Dominique decided to personally test one of the senior slaves, a male who was endowed with a cock that looked like a tree trunk. She descended the stairs and found him cleaning. She directed that he follow her and she led him to one of the live test rooms.Devon watched it on the screens for a little while; Dominique was like most of those involved, a former slave trainee. She had been identified as a potential trainer, and worked up to lead, finally to committee. Dominique was ruthless, and absolutely loyal to the group. She was a dedicated servant of the group, as all the lead trainers were, and every member of the committee. Devon privately thought that Dominique was a step away from the very top, and her words carried a great deal of weight.Devon glanced at the rest of the screens while Slave R was licking

"No Jeannette, you haven't been bad." Devon said smiling. "You've been very good, we're very happy with you.""Master, you're going, as are Mistress Rebecca and Master Thomas?""Yes, we're going. We'll meet another Master before long, Master Andre." Devon said."Am I allowed to stay here?" Jeannette asked in a tight thin voice."Yes, you may stay here. If you leave, you'll never again be allowed back to the farms. If something goes wrong, you're stuck out there." Devon said laying out the ground rules.Jeannette sagged slightly. She was obviously thinking. She looked up at Master Devon, but got no guidance on what she should say, nor any from Mistress Rebecca or Master Thomas. She thought about what she liked, and loved. She loved Devon. He had saved her life, she knew that. She had seen him do that. Master Devon had saved her life, and allowed her to serve. If Master Devon left, she'd miss him terribly, and sooner or later someone would decide she'd served enough.If Master Devon lef