Michelle’s Training Begins

Chapter 1

When Michelle woke up today she thought it would be just one of her normal days like usual. She never realized how wrong she was. Today it seemed like any other day to her until she noticed her new neighbor moving in next door.

At 35 yrs old, 5’ 10”, 150 lbs, blue eyes and a smile that was so damned misleading, Michelle was by no means unattractive. With her long blonde hair that was almost to her ass and boobs that made a lot of woman jealous, she knew she looked good, even though she was 20 lbs over weight in her mind, but she could get pretty much any man that she wanted. The worst part about her was that she was a total bitch to just about everyone. It didn’t matter who you were. If you crossed her at the wrong time, which could be anytime of the day, she was bound to treat you like shit. She was proud of herself though. To her being a bitch was the only way to get what you wanted in life and if someone’s feelings got hurt it didn’t matter to her.

When she finally climbed out of bed she stripped down and stood in front of the mirror admiring her body. It was almost an everyday ritual for her. She would stand there and push and pull her boobs together and apart, pinch them, rub them and anything else that she might think of. Next she would run her hands down over the rest of her body making sure to touch every inch of it. She was pretty much in love with herself.

Once she was finished, she would get dressed and then make herself some breakfast. Most of the time it was two eggs, two pieces of bacon with a slice of toast and some milk or orange juice. Today she decided to just have a bagel with cream cheese and strawberry jelly along with some cranberry juice.

Once she was finished with breakfast she would go outside so she could take her usual morning walk. Everyone she knew didn’t understand why she took those walks in the morning because it didn’t help her one damned bit even though she said it was helping her loose weight.

Michelle finally arrived back at her house about 30 minutes later and noticed that someone was moving in next to her. She just had to know who it was so she headed straight over there. Once she arrived at the new neighbors’ driveway she spotted Derek coming outside from carrying some boxes in.

Michelle started getting wet just from the site of him. She couldn’t believe that someone like this was moving in next to her. That right there began to give her all kinds of ideas.

Derek wasn’t expecting to find someone outside his house waiting for him but he was actually glad that he did. When he saw Michelle standing there he was already thinking about how he was going to get her in his bed after he had his fun with her.

Derek was 29 yrs old, 6’ 2’, 195 lbs, brown curly hair, blue eyes and a body that was damned muscular; he could get any girl he wanted, even if he didn’t want them. The one thing about Derek that nobody ever figured out was that he could read people very easily.

Michelle walked up to him and introduced herself. “Hi.” Michelle said with a huge smile on her face. “I’m Michelle. I live in the house next to you.” She extended her hand out to Derek who immediately took a hold of it with his.

“Hello, I’m Derek. Well as you can see I’m just starting to move in over here.” He kept looking over her whole body. He could already see that she was one of those girls who thought she was better than every other girl around. That right there he didn’t like. He knew right away that he was going to have to change that in her.

“Well I hope you like it here. It’s a really nice neighborhood to live in. You just have to watch out for some of the people around here.” Michelle said to Derek while looking all around her as if someone might hear what she was saying.

Derek thought to him self. “Yeah I would say that one of them is standing right here in front of me.” She might be able to fool other people but she sure as hell wasn’t going to fool him.

“Well I guess I’ll have to keep an eye out for them. Well I better get back to unloading the rest of the truck. If you’re not busy tomorrow maybe you can come over and have dinner with me.

Michelle wasn’t surprised that he was already inviting her over for dinner tomorrow night. She was completely certain that it would happen. She didn’t know that he had more in store for her than just dinner and maybe some sex. Oh hell no. There was definitely going to be more. He just had to wait and see how long it would take to control her.

Once she was back at her house she got ready to go to work for the next 10 hrs. The whole time she would be wondering what tomorrow night was going to be like.

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The next day Derek had everything in its place in his new house. He had thought about yesterday when Michelle came over. Apparently she never noticed that for the last week Derek has been over there getting some changes made to some of the house. One of the things he changed was one of the bedrooms which he painted completely black and red. The carpet that was in there was replaced with a deep plush red carpet. The window’s he covered with red curtains that where then covered with black lace panels. In the center of the room he set up a 4 post bed. This wasn’t your usual 4 post bed. This one had connectors fastened to each post. Each connector was about a foot apart from the next one. There were 4 to each post. When he made the bed he put red satin sheets with black satin pillow cases.

Over along the opposite wall from the bed was a tall cabinet. On the top part were 2 doors that swung out away from each other. Inside those doors were his tools for pleasure and pain.

On the right and left side of the cabinet hung razor straps, a split leather slapper, crops, canes and ticklers.

On the very back wall of the cabinet hung an assortment of wrist and ankle restraints, collars and other assorted items.

Sitting in the center of the upper part of the cabinet Derek had a small metal box that he kept an assortment of nipple clamps in ranging from a set of Japanese nipple clamps that would tighten the more you moved around or pulled on the chain, to spiked, weighted and vibrating ones that you could adjust the speed of them.

In the one drawer he kept an assortment of erotic leather clothing for the one being punished.