This training was to prepare me to entertain a series of "guests" that she would access. These guests would be able to make use of my sexual permissiv...ness in ways agreed with My Lady. We met most Fridays, except when either of us were out of town on business. Initially I had played along with her training, as I had always enjoyed being naked with any clothed people, and I found it amusing to go along with each little element that contributed to satisfying her that she controlled me. I was. He was already awake but was staring at the ceiling."Good morning," I said when I walked in."Hi Veerle," he said.He was now used of me being naked around him, he didn't look upset about it anymore. It's like they say, if you see something every day, it becomes the most normal thing in the world."And how was your holiday?" I asked him."Better than I had thought," he said. "I had been very reluctant when my parents had told me where we were going this year. But it turned out better than I had. We had a light dinner, and then they told us all about the basics of the place. There was a pool, stables if we wanted to go horseback riding, and so on. I'd expected a desert—it was Nevada—but there were stands of trees on the hillside above us. Anyone checking out or otherwise leaving the compound had to do so at the front desk. Oh, and if you were in the lobby you had to be covered. People valued their privacy here, and naked bodies tended to attract attention. Other than that, we were free. “Yes, sir. I would like to make a proposal: if there is an odd number of Jokers than you can have the extra. No questions.”“Thank you. You may open the box.”“Don’t even think about placing anything in your inventory, Blakely. This room is monitored.”“We are choosing blind? Sure. Same for your side, I take it?”“It’s our box. We can do whatever we want.”“This is not what we agreed to.”“This is not a game, Blakely. This is a weapon. Either cooperate or spend some time in the brig until you do.”“Is.