"My pet here is in that perfect place if you have an appreciation of untrained talent. She is conflicted between her desire and what her previous experiences have taught her." Cecil nodded his understanding. I could see that his interest in orchid had been piqued, but ever the good host, I knew he would not press to use orchid, at least not this weekend.

"Well, she is certainly a pretty little thing isn't she. You have a good eye Matt." I thanked Cecil.

"I'd like to collar her tonight. Would you do me the honor of serving as witness?" Cecil's eyes lit with delight as he accepted.

"Midnight I presume?" I nodded. One of Cecil's serving girls approached and kneeled before him, begged his leave and passed him a note on a small silver tray.

"Ah, it looks like dinner is about to be served." Cecil led the way into the dining room.

"Walk behind me orchid. Keep your eyes down."

The table, as was Cecil's wont, was ornately and oppulently set. I heard orchid's involuntary gasp. She must have raised her eyes in curiosity and I made a mental note to remember for later.

Cecil typically seated male and female dominants next to each other with our respective submissives to the left and right of us respectively. I heard another involuntary gasp as orchid realized she would be kneeling beside me, with her head below the level of the table.

There was a modest cushion for her knees and a simple place setting under my chair consisting of a crude pottery cup and plate. I was pleased to be seated next to Mistress Ophelia, who had a young woman in her service tonight. Ophelia and quite a few others had their slaves and submissives toss the cushions away, to be picked up by Cecil's staff. I let orchid keep her cushion and indicated she should kneel on it. Then I helped Ophelia take her seat and took mine. As we were at the far end of the table, there was no one next to orchid, leaving her the opportunity to take in her surroundings.

No doubt one of the things she noticed right away was that a number of the subs crawled under the table and began servicing their respective owners. Ophelia leaned over smiling and whispered in my ear.

"Your new girl is quite pretty. I thought you might appreciate it if we taught her by example." I wasn't sure what Ophelia meant until I realized her little subslave was between my legs, opening my leathers and drawing my cock into her mouth.