As I settled into my ornate office, the familiar scent of vanilla and sandalwood enveloped me, a comforting reminder of the intricate world I navigate. As an Occult Studies and Humanities Instructor at a quaint community college, my days are spent teaching the arcane arts. My nights, however, often involve training and playing with my submissive pets I’ve collected. Little do my students know the ways I orchestrate a subtle dance of dominance and submission in my private realm.
Over the years, I’ve honed my skill in identifying potential submissive playthings amidst my pupils. Each semester, I meticulously select those exhibiting the perfect blend of intellect, vulnerability, and a natural aptitude for surrender. Today, I would extend an invitation to Toby, a captivating young specimen who has silently piqued my interest all semester.
Toby, with his reserved intensity and polite demeanor, presented an intriguing mix of intelligence and submission. As our class drew to a close, I eagerly anticipated uncovering the depths of his potential for submissiveness under my guidance.
During my office hours, Toby entered my lair, his shoulders slouched in a posture of humility. I smiled warmly, my gaze caressing his features as I settled into my plush chair. “Toby, I appreciate your dedication and thoughtful contributions. Your intellect and character haven’t gone unnoticed.”
Leaning forward, I infused my voice with a sultry cadence. “Not everyone here teaches theory alone. The occult path can lead to…exploration. Of the self, power dynamics, and the sweet surrender to a guiding force.”
Toby’s eyes widened, a subtle flush coloring his cheeks. I sensed his excitement, his desire to be part of a world beyond the mundane. “I’ve observed your natural tendencies, Toby. Your listening skills, consideration for others, and eagerness to learn all suggest a potential for submission. Under my tutelage, you could learn the ways of service, surrender, and finding your own submissive power.”
As I traced a finger along his jaw, Toby’s breath quickened, his pupils dilating under my piercing gaze. “I propose a unique arrangement, Toby. An immersive education that requires dedication, trust, and a willingness to explore the depths of your own submission. Are you ready to embark on this journey with me?”
In that moment, I awaited his response with bated breath, thrilled by the prospect of guiding a new submissive plaything. Toby’s potential was vast, and I relished the thought of molding him into a devoted servant, eager to please and serve me in all ways imaginable. The thrill of the hunt, the satisfaction of shaping a novice…it was a tantalizing prospect, one I looked forward to unfolding with utmost care and devotion.
“So, Toby, would you accept my offer and step into the realm of the occult, of delicious submission, of surrendering to your instructor’s will? The path ahead promises to be a journey of discovery, pleasure, and the deepening of our bond. The choice, as always, is yours…but I have a feeling you’re already enticed by the promise of the unknown.”
{Stay tuned for Part 2 of Toby’s Submissive Training…}
