Chapter 1 - Arrival
When I registered at the FSD Academy,
I received a description of the facility and an assignment to Mistress Elaina’s
homeroom. After checking her special
instructions at the registration office, the woman asked if I expected to wear
shackles immediately. I replied yes. She
gave me the location of the blacksmith and told me to see him before going to
Mistress Elaina’s homeroom. Finding the
blacksmith’s shop, I entered and identified myself. He asked me to wait while
he located my equipment. I sat down
while he went about his work and I read the FSD Academy description.
FSD Academy
Information and Mission Statement
General
Information - The Female Submissive, Slave and Dominant Academy (FSD) is a
privately owned and funded school that offers a two-year intensive training
program for prospective female slaves and dominants. The school consists of a 120-acre campus with
a renovated convent, constructed in the early 20th century and
acquired at auction in 2001 by the FSD Group, an organization concerned with
enhancing the quality and quantity of female submissives, slaves and dominants
wishing to pursue an alternative lifestyle.
Goals
- The goal of our establishment is to help society return to the traditional
roles of males and females, that being to solidify the male position in
households as the provider, leader and person who exercises control and makes
decisions concerning all activities involved with the orderly running of his
household and his female(s) counterpart(s).
After
a through physical and mental evaluation, The FSD Academy determines whether
prospective students have the mindset and physical stamina to endure a rigorous
training program designed to identify and train students in several alternative
lifestyle disciplines.
Once
granted admission, the academy classifies students as submissives, slaves or
dominants and we gear their training to the type of lifestyle that they are
suited to pursue.
The blacksmith finished polishing the
wide steel cuffs that he fashioned to fit around my ankles, wrists and
neck. I sat in the chair he pointed to
as he consulted his clipboard once again.
Finally, he brought the objects to me.
“You
are Slave Andrea from Mistress Elaina's homeroom?”
“Yes
Sir.”
“Will
you be wearing these shackles and chains for a lengthy period?”
“I
am not sure, Sir; it could be for a year or longer.”
“Once
I lock them, you may not change your mind.
There are only two keys; I will send both to Mistress Elaina. After I close and lock the cuffs around your
neck, wrists and ankles you will wear the shackles continuously until Mistress
Elaina decides to have them removed.”
“Yes,
Sir, I know.”
“I
fashioned the ankle cuffs to fit with you wearing high-heels. You probably already know that wearing
high-heels is an academy requirement. If
you walk barefooted for any length of time, the cuffs will rub against your
ankles and cause sores. In addition, any
mistress who sees you will report you to Mistress Elaina and you will accrue
demerits. That means that you should
wear high-heels whenever you stand, except for brief periods, such as the
amount of time it takes for you to shower.”
I
pointed to the high-heels on my feet and replied, “Yes Sir, I know about that.”
“The
chains between your ankle and wrist cuffs will limit the size of your steps and
the distance you can move your hands apart.”
“Yes
Sir, the length of my chains was determined by the Mistress Elaina.”
The
blacksmith pulled up a stool in front of my chair and picked up the ankle
cuffs, “Very well, put your feet in my lap.”
I
obeyed. I rested my high-heeled feet on his leather apron, watching as he
checked each ankle cuff. Finally, he
placed a steel cuff around my right ankle and closed it.
Click
click.
“That
was the sound of the metal latches pushing the springs back and then latching
closed. Now let me shackle your other
ankle.”
Click
click.
“That's
all there is to it, Missy. Now stand up
and walk around a bit.”
Carefully,
I stood up and took several steps, gradually increasing the length of my stride
until the chain between my cuffs became taut and I realized that I could take
steps almost the same length as my normal stride, without the chain between my
ankle cuffs dragging on the ground. Even
when I stood with my feet together, the chain did not touch the floor. Although I knew that I could not run, I felt
that I could adjust quickly and I walked some more at a faster pace. The weight of my metal cuffs and connecting
chain was obvious as I raised my feet to step, but my chain links clinking
together and the staccato tapping of my metal high-heel tips sent an erotic
thrill through my crotch. Looking at the
handsome blacksmith I smiled, wishing that he would grasp me with his muscular
arms and fuck me right there. Instead,
he smiled back and observed, “It looks like they are sized right. Does any part feel like it is rubbing your
skin?”
“No
Sir, they seem just right.”
“Good,
then come back over here and I'll install your neck and wrist cuffs.”
“Yes
Sir.”
Within
a few minutes, wide steel bands circled each of my wrists and I could only move
my hands about twelve inches apart.
Finally, he closed a wide steel collar around my throat and I heard it
lock closed.
“You
are all finished, Missy. Before you
leave, take this other package to Mistress Elaina. It contains another pair of shackles that are
a little larger around the ankles, for when you wear high-heel boots. I'll see you when you need other equipment.”
“Thank
you, Sir. Good day.”
Trying
to maintain a well-mannered stride, I walked back toward my classroom to begin
my education at the Slave Girl Training Academy. The restrictions that my steel
restraints imposed upon my body excited me.
As I walked, I saw other females wearing shackles, armbinders and a
variety of different types of gags. In
most cases, another female holding a leash attached to their steel collars
accompanied them. As I viewed the
tightly restrained females and their leash holders, my excitement
increased. I felt that I had come to the
right place.
