“Lovely, isn’t she? Concubine to a king. Recently purchased. Here for grooming and more extensive training than she got at the Endricane Submissive Assessment Center,” Eco said. “She came to us pierced, but he’s considering having them removed, which we suspect means he’s planning to breed her right away.”
A blazing blush heated Gissandre’s cheeks. Why was she being told another young woman’s personal business? And why was the word breed being used as a verb? Such a coarse word. It had been banned at all her schools except when used to refer to livestock management.
“First there will be an examination and medical spa treatments, and then we’ll groom your hair and dress you. Do you know if he has a palette preference?”
She stared at Eco blankly.
Eco chuckled. “No, of course you don’t. Exactly how long have you known this man? A few days?”
She shook her head, but actually since she hadn’t seen him all the time he was in the Wilds and most of the time she was at school, they had, in fact, only had a few days together.
“Does he favor any unusual positions for sex? Our stretching regiment should encompass excellent flexibility for almost everything, but we recently had a girl whose neck needed additional attention because of the peculiar harnessing of her body that her master particularly liked. Some neck extension is expected with hair pulling and being taken from behind while leashed, but this amount of contortion was extreme. I have a sketch if you’re curious.”
She stared at him, somewhat horrified.
A petite, full figured woman in a silky jumpsuit entered.
Eco dropped to his knees and bowed his head.
She patted his head and then said, “Up, darling boy.”
Eco rose, with an adoring look at the woman.
“Strip her and put her on the table for me.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Eco snapped his fingers and pointed to an examination table.
Giss had had numerous exams in her life, but never one when her sister wasn’t just outside the door for support. She would miss that, but having a female healer—her first—was reassuring. Giss removed the borrowed shirt and sat on the padded table.
“Remove that gag from her mouth.”
Eco complied immediately.
The healer smiled warmly at Gissandre. “I understand this is your first experience with submissive training?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Well, you’re an exceptionally beautiful girl,” she said, raising a handful of Giss’s hair. “Eco, this will be glorious, but it needs attending. A blunt cut that doesn’t wholly compromise the length. And a honeysuckle and cream rinse for a soft and sleek finish. A buff for the face and entire body. I didn’t see whip marks on your buttocks. Does he spank you?”
Giss flushed. “He has, usually with his hand. Once with something else as a more severe punishment. I’m not sure what it was exactly. A beaded implement of some kind.”
“Feet here. And lie back for me, darling.”
She set her feet onto the rests and lay back. Nimble fingers pealed her lower lips open.
“Unexpected.”
“Mistress?” Eco asked.
“She’s an innocent.”
“Surely not,” Eco said, peering over the doctor’s shoulder. “You’re a virgin?”
Giss didn’t think she could get any more embarrassed. “Yes,” she murmured.
Eco shook his head. “I would’ve sworn he’d had her.”
“Perhaps only vaginally virginal? Anal intercourse?” the healer asked.
