1. The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 3


    Date: 11/14/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    where this was going. “Sorry, I’m not interested,” they attempted to walk away. You prostrate yourself well. I assume you have learned the different variations of “the position” such as arms outstretched palms up and buttocks elevated?” “Yes, Sir,” I answered, wondering what happened next when they tried to walk away. “I’ll let the Major finish the story. I consider Matt my finest protégé. He can look beyond a woman’s outward appearance to explore the mind and soul of a woman knowing that potential, talent and intelligence overrides looks. Many times the plainest or even the plumpest woman makes the best submissive with so much to offer.” John gathered my hair in his hands feeling it texture and smiling, “you have beautiful thick hair my dear. Long hair has always been my preference, but as I was saying. Proper discipline aside, the Major will not allow the women of our Community to be abused. Never let it be sad that there is a fine line between abuse and discipline. Those who believe this are sadists and are not welcome in our Community. “May I speak, Sir?” “You may, Chastity.” “Then it stands to reason the dominant men who abuse their woman are thrown out of the Community permanently. “Yes, that is correct.” “What becomes of the abused women?” “They may choose another dominant, or they may choose to be available to all. They may choose one or more of the Enforcers. They many simply leave,” he said letting go of my hair. “The Major tells me that you are a very talented ...
    artist. He contends that you can draw an object or the scenic view of nature from memory alone. Matt insists you leave a piece of your generous and caring ethereal soul in the art you create with your hands. I’m looking forward to seeing your artwork. I too paint and draw, although not as well as you apparently. My Nurse will be here in a few minutes to prep you. I must prepare as well. There is no need to get dressed......” The Doctor’s Nurse, Susan, was dressed from head to foot in surgical scrubs. She took me to a sterile and brightly lit room with a small enclosed round shower. The shower except for the stainless steel fixtures was made from a single seamless piece of glass as was the rotating shower door. It was very modern and utilitarian as well as absolutely sparkling clean and spotless. I wouldn’t mind having a shower like this at home; cleanup would be a breeze. Susan gave me a disposable plastic shower cap and a small sealed bottle of liquid Antibacterial Soap. As instructed I lathered and rinsed twice, paying special attention to my vagina. I got out and stepped onto a heavy paper mat, where I dried myself well under warm air jets and heat lamps. Lastly, I changed into a paper hospital gown and soft slippers before entering the procedure room. The room where the procedure took place was quite futuristic looking; similar to one might see in a Science fiction movie set. Everything was clean and spotless and the dominant color white. There were rows of monitors built ...