| The sound of his voice held me mesmerized as he drove, and spoke to me of things I had longed to hear. He spoke of how in submission there should never be shame, of how, no matter what one is asked to do she should feel pleasure in being able to please the one she longs to submit to. His voice was soft, low and deep as he told me what I could expect over the next few days. I was informed this weekend would be a test for me. A test to see how submissive I was, or was capable or willing to be. He said he would be watching everything I did, hear everything I said and evaluate what he saw and heard for truthfulness. Just as the thought came into my head he clarified what he said to make me understand this was not a judging of me, or my desires, but a test of our compatibility. Could he be for me what I said I needed? Could I be for him as submissive as I must be to progress in the relationship with him? Was I willing to accept his special discipline and learn my lessons well ...
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