| Part One The advertisement was very simple: "Novice slave wanted for two week training session." So, with work becoming tedious and vacation days piling up, I submitted my application. Of course I should have known better when the acceptance form arrived a week later, signed with a strong hand: Empress Diana. Now, I am standing on this dark corner in the middle of the city at two in the morning holding an empty bag. The commands were short and to the point -- "Be at the corner of 25th and Camelback at exactly 2 a.m.; my trainee will pick you up. Don't be late!" I looked nervously at my watch and as the minute hand touched the two, a black Cadillac with smoked windows pulled up. Hesitantly, I reached for the door handle and slowly opened it. "In the back!" came a sharp order. Quickly, I closed the door, but not without first surveying the driver: long blonde hair and a black leather outfit that left none of her well-rounded breasts to the...
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