Babysitter Training by Faye Valentine

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Babysitter Training

(Faye Valentine)


In the basement bar, Alyssa looked from her best friend to her new Master. "Can I assume there are cameras in the dungeon, Master?"
"There are twenty-six located around the room."
"Sherri has agreed to be my first lesbian experience. Would it be okay if we used the dungeon for a few hours?"
"Absolutely. Remember to follow the rules posted on the back of the door to the letter or you'll be disciplined."
"Yes Master. Do you mind if we don't want anyone in there with us?"
"That's fine. I'll be breeding you again after everyone else has gone to bed so don't wear yourself out too much."
"Yes Master."
"Holy Shit!" Sherri exclaimed. "So it's true? She's really your breeding cow?"
"She is."
"Told you so," Alyssa giggled. "Come on, let's have some fun."
"The key is in a little nook above the door. Make sure you lock it inside and when you're finished or this'll be your first and last time using it."
"Yes Master." Reaching above the heavy metal door, Alyssa found the nook, grabbed the key and then placed it in the lock. The door creaked open. She waved her best friend in and then followed. The door closed and she locked it again before taking a long look around the massive open room that made up about two-thirds of the basement's total area. "WOW! This is so freaking cool. I've never seen one this big."
"Been in many dungeons have you?"
"Nope, first time. But I've seen videos and read enough stories to know this is a big one. And really well-stocked. That large X over there is called a Saint Andrews cross. Those on the right are fucking machines. That," she said excitedly pointing to the left "is a sawhorse. And next to it is an octopus chair. And look at all the toys!"
"I am. I'm also looking at how freakishly big some of them are."
"Master wants me to stretch my ass open for fisting and I'd like you to be the first to fuck my ass with something bigger than my finger. But before that we should probably take a look at the rules."
"Probably."
Spinning on her heels to face the door, Alyssa glanced at the laminated sheet of paper and then began reading aloud. "One: Cleanliness is next to godliness. If you use it, wash and sterilize it. Battery powered toys and anything with leather or latex parts must be hand washed. Everything else may be placed in the dishwasher located in the bathroom. Two: If you don't know what something is or how it works, ask for help or don't use it. Three: Sex slave or submissive, everyone has the right to use the safewords yellow and red. YELLOW means there's something wrong but you're willing and able to continue once it has been addressed. RED means there's a serious issue that needs immediate attention, or you need the scene to immediately end without resuming. Four: The door must remained locked at all times. And finally, five: For the safety of all parties involved everything taking place in the dungeon shall be recorded and saved on a private server. If you are not okay having your sexual perversions recorded then please leave. That's it. Those are the rules."