Summer Camp

Chapter Forty Nine

Find table space to say your social graces
Bow your heads, they're pious here, but you and I, we're pioneers
We make our own rules, our own room, no bias here
Let 'em sell what they are sellin', there are no buyers hereSo gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say, no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves

~ Wild Things, Alessia Cara

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**Alex's POV**

Each girl in the room had two others near her. Her practice and her real master, except me. James was next to me, but the King hadn't shown up, and I hoped that he wouldn't.

"He's coming in," whispered James. I sighed, and stood with everyone, curtsying as he entered the room. Madam M rushed over to him, talking to his the second she got to him. The King stared at me, standing next to James. My heart started racing. I wondered if I was going to go home, or if I was staying here for two more days. 

At least I had gotten to go swimming and drink wine here, back at the castle, it would either be in my room or cleaning the King's room. Maybe things would be different now that I had proper training. Most of the training was to be obedient to command which scared me. What if I was going to be following him all day like a lot of other masters had. 

Soon the King was taking long stride towards me and James. James bowed, and I curtsied again. Everyone in the room was watching the King coming to me. Probably jealous of me, wasn't that ironic? 

"Hello," said the King, "My Alexandria."

"Hello, my King," I said, looking up at him.

"Hello, sir," said James, who was now standing behind me, I moved to the side, to let him talk directly to the King. 

"You must be the practice Master," said the King, nodding.

"Yes," said James, "I made a full report of Alex's progress, and mistakes. There weren't many mistakes though, just little mess ups."

"Yes," said the King thoughtfully, "I got more bad from Madam M, than you."

James laughed and the King, looked at me expectantly, "Fetch us wine."

I nodded, and moved down the Kitchen. I scowled at the wine bottle I grabbed, and brought two glasses up.

"Here, sir," I said to the King, giving him the wine bottle and an opener. He opened the wine, letting it pop. He poured to glasses, and handed one to James.

Soon men started wandering over to talk to the King, I didn't think most of these people had meet the King, and to them it was a great honor. 

James winked at me, and snuck  away to talk to someone else. I stayed where I was messing with my nails when the other girls came over. 

"He's so handsome," said one girl, "Your so lucky Alex."

"Yeah," I mumbled.

They all giggled and talk about him, wishing that he was their master. 

Soon Madam M walked to the middle of the room, and got everyone's attention.

"Hello everyone," she said, " Welcome to the personal slave training center. We are at the end of our week long training service, and I want to show you the progress that we have achieved. We use punishment and awards to get the girls to this point. Any of you who still have problems with your girls can leave them her for an additional two days until you think that they are ready.

"Today we will start with introductions, and then we will move onto lunch. After lunch we have a punishment that needs to be fulfilled, and then you can decide whether you are ready to leave with your girls or not. So If all of the Masters would introduce themselves."

All of the men in the room introduced themselves, ending with the King. Everyone bowed when he moved forward to speak. Even though Madam M did all of the talking, the King was obviously in charge.

"Hello," he said, "You should all know me for I am your King. My personal slave is Alexandria," he motioned to me. 

Everyone was polite as he stepped back. All of the men went downstairs and had a hearty lunch while all of us girls ate salads in the back of the kitchen. 

Lunch was over quicker than I thought possible, and we were all brought downstairs. I trembled as the King put his hand on my back, and led me into the middle. 

"Alexandria," said the King, "Still had one punishment from the beginning off the week that she hasn't fulfilled. Since I am here, I took the initiative to punish her myself." The King grinned down at me, and I wished that I had stayed in that awful shower. 

The King pulled me father back into the room, and pulled down two chains from the ceiling, they had handcuffs at the end. The King, motioned for me to put my hands up and I obeyed, knowing that this would make it easier on me. 

The King strapped both of my wrists in, and bent down, doing the same to my ankles. The King grinned at me and whispered, "Good Girl," in my ear. 

He pulled out a knife, and placed the tip between my breasts at the top of the dress. I gasped as he cut straight down, taking the dress off me, and leaving me in a bra and panties.