Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Eyes,” he said, his voice taking on a deeper, growly tone that I knew came from the pleasure he had in possessing me. I lifted my gaze again, to see that his eyes had narrowed and his mouth had set into a line that sent a thrill of fear through my chest.
He spoke slowly and evenly.
“I’ll whip you and your bed sister to teach you that I can.”
CHAPTER 4
Hendryk
I put my hand under Renee’s chin, grasping her gently there but making it clear, with my fingers so close to her throat, that I meant to exercise my power over her fully, both now and when I had gotten her home.
Power is what will make Renee respond—or perhaps more specifically, force.
I remembered the words of the dossier the Institute had supplied as if I had read them only a moment ago, rather than the two weeks that had elapsed since I had received the invitation to this latest auction. I had attended the monthly auctions on and off for two years before I had acquired Candy six months ago. Since becoming the proud owner of one of Selecta’s most stunning accomplishments in the field of dominant sexual gratification, I had read the dossiers that came with each invitation with interest, but I hadn’t attended.
I hadn’t even felt quite sure why I was still reading the dossiers, really, unless because the Institute’s work had always fascinated me not in a purely sexual but also in an intellectual way. I had jumped at the job offer to head Selecta’s educational division, after all, because it would give me the opportunity to see the Institute’s magic from the inside. Access to the concubine auctions, something very few of the global elite could boast of, had represented my favorite perk and my monthly fix of live pornography even if I didn’t feel ready to bid on a bed girl myself.
Then the even more beguiling perk of an invitation to buy one of the first AI concubines—at a steep discount from the price the lucky trillionaires from outside Selecta would pay—had made me jump to put my disposable income into the purchase of Candy. A man like me could find real girls to dominate and to fuck any day of the week, I had reasoned—and I had certainly done so, even bringing a few of them home to play with Candy.
I supposed I hadn’t quite let go of the idea of owning an Institute-trained concubine, though, despite telling myself that I read the dossiers only out of interest.
Then the dossiers for Renee’s auction had arrived. I had as usual found them all diverting, especially Deirdre’s, which tempted me more than most, because of the girl’s need—as determined by her assessors—for punishments without any reason given, just because she was a submissive little slut who needed spanking. I was glad to see that John Ralston, the friend of mine who had bought Deirdre, had immediately put her over his knee.
Renee’s dossier, though, called to me in a way I hadn’t supposed any girl’s could.
Renee thinks of herself as finished with her training but her training master and her assessment team have allowed that only because it’s clear that her education as a submissive concubine…
Education: my métier, though not in the traditional sense of teaching or even of administering a school or a college. I had the job of implementing Selecta’s grand strategy of educating an entire civilization in the joys and the crucial importance of sexual power exchange. Psy-ops as education, one might say. I had the enviable task of supervising the team who put the subliminal messages in place, in every domain where Selecta had extended its wide-reaching influence.
…cannot reach completion here at the Institute. She requires a flexible mixture of harsh treatment and tender care to reach her full potential both as a young woman and as a submissive concubine. She will almost certainly show reluctance—of a kind she herself will probably be unable fully to understand—when the time comes for her owner to claim her on stage.
As always, the assessors’ prediction had come to pass. I knew many dominants would find the demands of educating Renee too burdensome at such a steep price, but right now, with my rigid cock lying upon her pretty pink tongue, those demands seemed like a cheap privilege even at a cost of millions.
Note that because of Renee’s special status her owner will be required to agree to the Institute’s intensive monitoring protocol. A Selecta representative will accompany her as a member of your household staff, unless a sufficient data platform is already present.
I had smiled as I read that, and I had at that moment decided I would bid on Renee, and I would bid very high. It probably didn’t represent the most logical tipping point, but the fact that I knew Candy qualified as a ‘sufficient data platform’ had got me thinking about the possibilities.