Training course

      “You have to make sure that it isn’t pinching the skin anywhere,” says Renee while wounding the rope around Robin’s thigh and calf. The girl watches Renee’s work with rapt attention, her eyes following Renee’s every move. The single-minded focus always puts a smile on Renee’s face. “Don’t make it too tight or you’ll cut off blood circulation,” she continues the instructions. “But don’t make it too loose either. After all, we don’t want anyone escaping the bonds, hm?”       When both Robin’s legs are effectively tied, so that she can’t get up from the bed, Renee takes a minute to look at her. To her credit, she waits patiently for the next steps of their lesson, but it won’t last long, Renee knows. It’s only a matter of a few minutes before Robin starts acting out, and the behavior isn’t something unwelcome. At the end of the day, Robin isn’t meant for the role like her boys have.       “Does it hurt anywhere?” asks Renee.       Robin shifts to test the ropes, and gasps when her clit is rubbed by the rope going over her crotch. Renee smirks. Oh, how she loves this little trick.       When Robin assesses that there’s nothing amiss, she shakes her head. “Feels fine.”       Renee nods, satisfied. “Remember to always check.”       After Robin confirms that she understands, Renee takes another coil of rope. “Hands behind your back.”       Robin complies with the order, and Renee makes quick work of tying her wrists together. The position forces Robin to straighten her back – perfect for what Renee’s planned next.       When Renee grabs another coil, Robin frowns. And there it is, Renee thinks with amusement.       “Is it all necessary?” asks Robin, squirming in the ropes decorating her body.       “Shush.” Renee focuses on the knots that will create a rather beautiful chest harness that will accentuate Robin’s breasts. “You need to know how it feels first-hand to do it on others later,” says Renee. “We’ve been over this.” Her tone signals the end of discussion.       Robin pouts, but stays silent and actually tries to keep still. Renee smiles at the sight and kisses her cheek. Blush covers Robin’s cheeks, and Renee nearly chuckles at her surprised face. The girl looks like a deer caught in the headlights.       Robin has a potential to lead, in Renee’s opinion, but it doesn’t mean she wouldn’t make a fine submissive. Her strive for approval is something they’ll need to work on if she wants to be an owner one day. However, if Robin decides to take a different path, there will always be a place for her among Renee’s boys. She for sure enjoys Robin’s sweet and docile side during their lessons.       Time passes as Renee wounds the rope over Robin’s chest. With each minute, Robin’s muscles relax more, and the girl seems to be partially in her own world. Good – that means the lesson’s taking effect.       With the final knot secured, Renee admires her handiwork. The red rope stands against Robin’s pale skin, drawing attention to her form. The lines go over her legs and hips, with a tiny knot sitting just over her clit, rubbing at the sensitive nerves whenever Robin moves. Lastly, a harness decorates her chest, emphasizing her breasts, making them look slightly bigger. Renee can’t wait to play with them.       “How does it feel?” asks Renee.       “Good.” Robin’s voice is almost lethargic and her eyes seem to be hazy, Renee notices with glee. This whole thing will go splendidly, then.       Renee pushes Robin face-first on the bed’s mattress. The motion makes the girl yelp in alarm, waking her up from her sluggish state. Renee soothes her, whispering assurances and gently caressing her skin. When Robin’s settled again, Renee adjusts the girl’s position – face-down with hips raised up, just the way Renee likes.       She trails her finger down Robin’s spine, making the girl shiver. Goosebumps rise on her skin, and it pleases Renee to have such an effect on her.       Her hand travels to Robin’s pussy, and she traces the folds separated by the rope, already wet from arousal. She goes over the slit, and her finger slips in easily. Truly remarkable.       Robin moans at the penetration and tries to take the finger deeper, but Renee takes it away. A slap echoes in the dim-lit room, followed quickly by a shout, when Renee reprimands the girl about their rules. ‘Only take what’s given to you,’ Renee said at the very first lesson of theirs, and now it seems that Robin’s forgotten herself. A red mark shows on Robin’s left asscheek in the place Renee slapped it, and she has to admit that it looks good on the girl. But it’s not a good time for such distractions, she reprimands herself.       “Ready?” asks Renee. They have a lot to go over today.