Read Online Teaching Bailey by Crystal G. Smith - Free Book Online

look, she asked, “Is something wrong?”
                  “Do you wish me dead?”  His tone was flat.
                  Her head jerked up, “No!  Why would you say that?”
                  “Blueberries.”
                  She looked over at his yogurt and low and behold, it was blueberry. 
                  “Oh! My! God!  I am so sorry.”  She jumped up feeling even more embarrassed now and went back to the fridge, taking the yogurt back.  She opened and looked through them.  Then it hit her.
                  “If you are allergic, why do you have all blueberry flavored?”  She turned, questioning him.
                  “My sister visit’s often, it is her favorite.  I myself don’t eat yogurt of any kind.”
                  “Oh.”  She turned looking back in the fridge.  “What would you like then?”
                  “Lucky for you, I think a bowl of corn flakes with banana slices will do this morning.”
                  After he showed her where everything was, she sat waiting him to finish.  He stood taking his bowl to the sink, rinsing it, he took his dishes and her spoon and placed them in the dishwasher.
                  “So, let’s talk about what you are doing wrong this morning all ready, shall we?”
                  She groaned.  “Yes, Sir.”
                  “One, that is the first time you have addressed me correctly.  Two, you didn’t listen to what I was saying.  Three you have on entirely way to much clothing.”
                  Her head popped up, eyes shocked.  “What?”
                  “All of that sexy lingerie that you brought with you, appealing as it is, won’t be in use while you are here.  You can wear panties, but that is it.  There is a pair of black high heels in the closet in your room.  You will wear them while you are not sleeping or I say otherwise.”
                  She smiled.  “You’re joking right?”
                  “Do I look like I am joking?”
                  No he didn’t.  He looked very serious.
                  “No, Sir.”
                  “Good.  Now stand and strip.”
                  She stood undressing slowly.  It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her last night, or this morning.  But the fact was, it didn’t make it any easier.  She let each article of clothing drop to the floor until she wore nothing but the color red on her cheeks and red thong.
                  “When you begin your formal training, your attire will be much like here.  You should get used to exposing your body.”
                  “Yes, Sir.”  She knew that.  Or did she?
                  “We are having company tomorrow and you will need to be prepared for that.  Come to the table and lay your chest flat against the wood.”
                  She kept her eyes down as she made her way to the table.  She leaned over, pressing herself to the coolness.  She shivered as she laid flat.
                  “Tomorrow will be a trying day for you.  I feel that it is important to start with this soon, as you will experience it daily starting tomorrow.  I want you to be accustomed to it.”
                  “Accustomed to what, Sir?”
                  “You will see.  Spread your legs and push your ass in the air.”
                  She was hesitant but did as he wished.  She felt completely at his will. 
                  His fingertips caressed along her back, drawing little circles around and around.  First between her shoulder blades then to her sides, and stopping at the small of her back. 
                  “You have flawless skin.  You should show it off