It was closer to an hour before Katie finished with her work. I had taken her advice and fallen into a very peaceful sleep on her bed. I hadn’t let her words hurt me - much. I knew it was just a dominance game, and treated it as such. Game or not, I understood the truth. She was in charge, and I was powerless to stand against her. And the crazy thing was that I didn't care. I wanted her dominance. I needed to feel crushed beneath her heel. It was exhilarating. I craved it.

I was dreaming about her, but that wasn’t unusual these days. She inhabited my thoughts when I was awake, and my dreams when I wasn’t.

She came in quietly without waking me, and noticed that I had an erection in my sleep. She approached me and started stroking my cock with one fingertip, very gently and slowly. I woke from my dream and startled a bit. Katie looked at me and laughed. “It looks like my puppy was chasing a rabbit in his dreams. Did you catch him, baby?”

“No, sweetheart, I think that one got away. Did you get done with your work?”

“Yes – it took a little longer than I thought, but it’s all done now. We’ll have no more distractions tonight.”

“That’s good. I know I have no right to ask, but would you please kiss me? The things you said in there frightened me. I don't like feeling this way. I want to stay with you. Please don't ever make me leave.”

"Of course, sweetie. Don't be frightened. I forgive you, and we'll forget about that unpleasantness. I know you're really a Good Boy, aren't you? Besides – you drank the potion - you'll never get away from me now."

She kissed me, and held me, and petted me. It was a very sweet kiss that sent my pulse racing. My fear melted away, and I slipped into a state of bliss. What she'd said about being the sunlight that lit my world made sense to me now. I basked in her radiant warmth.

She looked at me and smiled. “Puppy, if you need to use the bathroom, you should go now. We have things to do, and you won’t get another chance for a long while.”

I did need to, so I went and returned as quickly as possible. When I came back, she was sitting on the bed. She had turned out the lights and lit some candles. She sat there in the half-light, waiting for me. Her perfume filled the air. It was subtle, but intoxicating and seductive, just like Katie.

I finally got a chance to look at her closely. She wore green lingerie and beautiful black stockings. She was wearing a necklace – an intricate sculpture of silver with three small green stones cascading down onto her perfect décolletage. Long silver earrings with matching stones dangled from her delicate ears. She sat there, holding Sarah in one hand and tapping the other. She was still wearing her 'Mistress' makeup, and my heart was pounding as I looked at her. Katie was so unbelievably sexy. It made me want to drop to my knees and beg to submit to her. I almost did, but by then I was careful not to do anything she didn't specifically tell me to do. I had learned my place and was trying to stay in her good graces.

Beside her were some items I didn't recognize. They looked like bracelets. I didn't pay them much attention. I only had eyes for Katie.

“Puppy, I want to ask you a question. When you became a writer, did you just sit down and start writing, or did you go to classes to learn how?”

“Well, I did take a lot of creative writing classes.”

“That’s right. And when I wanted to learn about business, I took classes too. Training is very important.”

“Yes – I agree. But what does that have to do with us tonight?”

“Well, you want to be my sub, but darling, you don’t have a clue what that means, or how to do it. You need training so you can serve me properly. Don’t you think so?” While she said that, she reached out and hooked Sarah's leather tip over my rampant cock. I quickly lost my ability to focus. She gave me one of those smiles I was becoming used to. The smile that said, 'I have you now.'

I forced myself to focus. “I hadn’t thought about it, but I guess that makes sense.”

“Good. Now, nobody can train you better than I can. I know what I want from you, and I can teach you how to give it to me. When we were on our video chats and in the living room earlier, I gave you what you might call Level 1 training. You know to call me by my rightful title, you know about punishment, and you have some idea of how to obey me. I definitely think you understand the significance of your collar now, and how to mind your manners, but there's still so much you don't know. We need to start Level 2 training tonight. With Level 2, you'll learn some rules you must always follow to keep me happy, and some other useful information to make you more useful to me."

“Ok – that sounds like a good plan. Let’s get started.”

She sighed, “Oh, silly Puppy, do you think it's going to be that easy? You want me to give you something you need, but you’ll have to ask first. Nothing is free. You’ll have to offer me something of equal value. Remember your manners. You're going to have to say 'please.' You’re going to have to beg. And you’re going to have to really mean it.”

“Oh – okay. What do I need to do?”

“You’re the writer! Use your imagination. Show me that you really want it. Give me the truth, right from your heart.”

I thought about it for a minute. I felt silly as hell, but I carefully dropped to my knees in front of her. She was kind enough to extend Sarah, lest I castrate myself.

“Katie, my darling. You are my Mistress, my Goddess, and the love of my life. You've called me to serve you, but I don’t know how. Will you please train me so I can satisfy your every need and give you a lifetime of pleasure? I don't have much to give you in exchange, but I will give you all that I have. I will give you my body and my heart. Please use them however you see fit. I’m begging you, Katie, please teach me to serve you. Please.”

With that, I kissed her shoes, then lowered my head to the carpet.

I felt her playing with Sarah while I waited. Just little tugs now and then. It was driving me crazy. Then, she rested her stilettos on my back while she considered my offer. The pain was intriguing to me. I found myself enjoying it. The combination of those sensations was indescribable. I was experiencing a strange feeling of total submission. Even with the pain I was feeling, I was at peace here, kneeling at Katie's feet.

“Well, I suppose that will do. I’ll consent to train you, but you need to promise to work hard and not talk back. Okay?”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Alright then, climb up here on the bed." She removed Sarah from my cock, and used it to point to the items I'd noticed earlier. "These are bondage cuffs. Put them on your wrists and ankles. I could do it, but I want you to do it to yourself. Symbolism is very important to me. For your Level 2 training, think of me as a spider, and you will be a fly. I want you to willingly trap yourself in my web, knowing that there is no escape. It will show me you’re serious. And be warned, I will absolutely, positively hurt you during this process. It's not a matter of if, but when, and how often. I will not cause lasting harm, but you will definitely experience pain. And it will be worse than the little love taps Sarah gave you earlier. I want you to understand that before you climb into the web.”

I did think about it. I won’t lie - I was scared to death. But leaving now was unthinkable. I drank her potion. I needed her. I was willing to pay any price to be here.

It took me a minute to figure out how the cuffs worked, but once I did, it was easy. They were quite formidable. They were leather, with three sturdy buckles each. Once they were on, I realized I couldn't slip out of them. My heart was racing, but I had committed myself to her. I put them on as she’d requested.

“Good job! Now, every good spider uses silk, so we’re going to attach some silk to you, so you can’t get away."

The silk turned out to be straps anchored to the bed. They were made of the same material as a car seat belt. They were extremely strong, and each one ended in a spring latch like the kind used on a dog’s leash.

She moved to the foot of the bed and handed me a strap for my left foot. She did this in a very relaxed way, as if it were just an everyday activity. “Go ahead, little fly. Hook this to your left ankle cuff.”

I did that. When she saw the latch close, she sucked in a breath and bit her lower lip. She was savoring my submission like fine wine. She told me I was a good boy, and smiled at me in a way that reflected her absolute triumph over me. She touched my calf with one fiery red fingernail, and slowly dragged it downwards, lightly scratching my skin as she went. She moved to my right leg. I heard the 'skrrritch' as she dragged that fingernail along the sheets. She repeated her request. Again, she showed her excitement when the latch clicked closed. “Mmm, so close now, baby. Poor little fly has no idea what's coming.”

She then moved to the head of the bed. She moved casually, as carefree as if she were in a meadow picking flowers. She found the strap for my right wrist and handed it to me. The whole time, she wore that same dangerous smile. She looked like someone who knew an inside joke that I wasn’t aware of. I had been sitting up, but she pushed my chest, forcing me to lie down. I reached over and attached the strap to my wrist cuff. “Oh yes. That’s the way, honey. Can you feel my web tightening on you?”

I didn’t speak. I was nervous and afraid my voice would tremble. I just nodded.

It was clear to me that this ritual was exciting her to an obscene degree. I realized she must've been fantasizing about this scene for days. Later on, she told me she'd actually had this fantasy for years. It had come to her in high school. She had been walking in the woods and had seen a real fly caught in a web. She had watched the spider trapping its victim, slowly and carefully immobilizing it. When the spider finally made its move and rushed forward to deliver its lethal bite, excitement overwhelmed her. She'd thought about it ever since. Finally having a real fly to play with was almost too much for her.

She reached over and touched my face. It had a tremendous calming effect. “It’s okay to be afraid, honey. You have every reason to be afraid right now. In fact, I want you to feel your fear. You're afraid because you feel my power. You should be afraid of it. Embrace your fear. Submit to it. Let it wash over you.”

When she finished speaking, she reached out and began gently rubbing my nipples with her fingertips. The pleasure was so intense I felt electricity coursing through me. I could feel my cock throbbing. Then she stopped and said, "Not yet, little fly. Not yet." My heart was hammering in my chest, and I wanted to beg her to keep going. I knew it wouldn't help, though. She was going to do exactly as she wanted. I had no power here.

She slowly moved back around the bed. She dragged four fingernails all the way down my right side, lightly scratching me as she went. Then she went up my left side. The feel of her nails on my naked skin was maddening. They were sharp and unyielding. It felt so intimate and so very dangerous.

When she got to the headboard again, she held out the final strap. “This is your very last chance, little fly. I've given you so many chances to fly away home tonight, but this is the very last one. You won't get another. You can still unhook the other straps and escape the web. That’s what I’d suggest doing, if you have any sense. Do you want to escape?”

I just shook my head. “No, Miss.” I could see the excitement hit her when I did that.

“Such a good little fly. I know you can’t attach this one all by yourself. Your other arm is already stuck in my web. The spider will help you out, though. I’m so hungry now - so very hungry. I’d do anything to finish trapping you. I’ll hold this little latch open. All you have to do is stick that metal D-ring into it, and ask me nicely to close the latch. Are you brave enough to do that? Do you have the courage it takes to walk into the unknown - into danger, and submission, and pain?”

My heart was absolutely pounding. I was terrified, but I couldn’t back down. I had decided to go through this door, and now I was going to find out what lay on the other side. My hand shook, but I did as she’d asked and extended the cuff until the ring was inside the latch.

“Will you please close the latch, Miss?”

"Beg for it, Puppy." Her voice was so soft and seductive. There was no way I could refuse.

"Please, Miss. Will you please close the latch for me? I'm begging you!"

“Yes, little fly. Now listen carefully, and hear the sound of your doom. You are lost, and there’s no way back from here.”

I heard the latch 'snick' softly as it closed. She grabbed the headboard and steadied herself. I had the feeling that she was one light touch away from an orgasm.

She gathered herself and walked off for a moment. She soon returned with a lacy-looking bag.

"Welcome to Level 2 training, puppy. I'm so glad you were brave enough to stay with me.

“Now, when the fly gets stuck in the web, it can still move a bit. You can move your arms and legs right now, can’t you? But the spider moves quickly to stop that. It sprays more silk onto the fly, restricting him more and more.”

She began reaching into the bag, pulling out lingerie – panties, bras, garter belts, stockings, and several other items I didn’t immediately recognize. They were all soft, and intensely feminine.  She laid these items across my naked body. The feeling was incredible. "These are my dirty undies, Puppy. I really hate hand-washing them, but that won't be my problem anymore. I have a sweet little subby to do my laundry now. And I know you'll do a very good job. Or else."

That 'or else' worried me. I'd only received two swats from her riding crop, but I suspected there was worse to come. When I was completely covered in nylon, lace, and satin, she held a stocking up for me to see. “This one is real silk. It was very expensive. I think you should feel it.”

She took that stocking and dragged it across my cock. She did it so slowly that it seemed to take all night. It was so intense that I couldn’t stand it. It felt like a cloud moving across my skin. I think if she’d done it one more time, I’d have cum all over the place. She ended up wrapping it very tightly around my cock. It felt incredibly constrictive. I felt my body shaking. She had taken me to an incredible level of arousal.

“What’s the matter, little fly? Feeling trapped? Excited? Scared? That’s okay. Just lie there and feel everything. You have no choice now. You’ll have to find a way to deal with it.”

Then she did one last thing. She went to the pink hamper in the bathroom and retrieved those wet, cum-soaked panties. She placed them over my face. “Breathe deeply, little fly. There’s no escape for you.”

I was already breathing heavily. As disgusting as those panties were now, her divine scent invaded my nose again. My heart was pounding. I needed her to climb onto the bed and just fuck me and put me out of this misery. I even asked her to. I begged for it - but she didn’t. She just laughed. That would have been much too simple a fate.

“Now that you’re completely covered in silk, the spider’s going to make sure you can’t get away.”

She repeated her slow walk around me, this time tightening each strap in turn. By the time she’d finished, I was stretched out, with just the smallest amount of movement possible.

“Okay now, go ahead and try to escape, little fly. I want to make sure you can’t go anywhere.”

She brought out Sarah and began giving me little stinging slaps here and there. She even gently slapped my cock and balls with it. I pulled on the straps as hard as I could, but found no way to escape from my self-imposed predicament. I realized I was completely at her mercy. It was terrifying – but it was exhilarating.

She climbed onto the bed and sat near my waist. She faced me and smiled, “That was a good try, but I want to make sure you’re well and truly bound. You see, some part of you still thinks this is all a silly little game, and that you’re somehow in control. You think you can say, ‘Let me go, Katie. I’ve changed my mind,’ and I’ll let you go. Honey, we're way past that point. I've given you so many chances to leave, and you really should have taken them. You'll get no more chances. Escape is impossible now. I need to knock that idea right out of your poor little brain, and show you the reality of your predicament. We’ve come much too far now. This is no longer a game. Level 2 training has started. Let me give you a fun little demonstration to show you what I mean.”

Katie smiled sweetly and told me to open my mouth, which I did. She quickly took the panties from my face, wadded them up, and shoved them in. She used one hand to make sure I couldn't get them back out. The taste was nothing like what I'd previously experienced. All the pre-cum I'd leaked earlier was making itself known. It was horrible.

With that, she reached down and gently cupped my balls in her other hand. She massaged them slowly for a little while, and it felt wonderful. I was really enjoying it. Then she squeezed. Hard. First the left, and then the right.

I thought I would lose my mind. The pain was incredible. Then she started pulling and twisting them, and I tried to scream. The panties muffled my cries. She just laughed. I flailed and strained against my bonds, but I couldn’t get away.

After what seemed like a hundred years, she finally released my balls. She pulled the panties from my mouth. “Poor little fly. I think you're getting the picture now - you’re really stuck. You’re in my web now, and the spider is so very hungry.”

“Please, please don’t do that again,” I begged her. “That was horrible.”

She giggled. “Oh, Puppy, it was supposed to be horrible. That’s exactly what I wanted it to be. I told you I would hurt you. And just to be clear, I will do it again any time I want to. You can't stop me. The fly doesn’t get to ask the spider for mercy.”

She moved her hand back and took hold of my balls again. She applied the smallest pressure and laughed as I tried to pull away. Then she withdrew her hand and smiled at me. She had made her point. She knew I wouldn’t forget it.

“Puppy, I hurt you for a reason. You and I both had to be sure you were completely trapped, so I gave you some strong motivation to get free. You couldn’t, though. There’s no way out for you now. Face it, little fly. You’re totally fucked. See, Level 1 is like a polite little fantasy – a little role play between lovers. Level 2 is much more serious. This is no fantasy, Puppy. This is your life now.”

Suddenly I understood that this really wasn’t a game for her; it was very real. And so was my captivity. At that moment I started questioning the choices that had led me here. I loved her deeply, but was I crazy for agreeing to this?

While I was still recovering from her ‘fun little demonstration’, she reached down and removed the stocking from my cock. She began stroking me so lightly. Her other hand began playing with one of my nipples. The pain she had given me was quickly replaced by desire. Being trapped like this while she played with me was overpowering. I was completely helpless, and I finally understood that.

She stared deep into my eyes then, and I couldn't seem to look away. She began using that soft, velvety voice again.  While she stroked me, she kept whispering sweet things to me. “Good Boy...you’re such a Good Boy…Good Boys obey….Feel the pleasure I give you, and relax for me. I’m in control now. Just relax and give me control...”

I don’t know how long that went on. I seemed to doze off for a while.

When I came back to my senses, she was very matter-of-fact with me. The lingerie and stockings no longer covered me, but I remained naked and stuck in her web.

“Ah, good! You’re back. I tied you down like this for a couple of reasons. First, I want you to understand how utterly helpless you really are. I can do anything I like to you, and you are completely powerless to stop me. If you begin shouting for help, I’ll gag you with those nasty panties and keep going. I am the spider, and you are the fly. I can bite you whenever I choose, and I can suck out all your juices if I like. You can’t stop me. This symbolizes your role as my sub. I make the decisions, and you are always at my mercy.”

She playfully snapped her teeth at me.

“Second, you begged me to train you. So I will. Remember: you asked for this. You begged for it. It’s what you wanted.

“Be aware, Puppy, I will break you tonight. I will brainwash you to some extent. I’ve already used hypnosis on you tonight to make you drop your barriers. You cannot resist me for long. You’re not strong enough. Get used to that idea, because it’s going to happen. I will break you, no matter how long it takes.

“I will use pleasure to reward you, and pain to punish you. If you succeed, you will receive a little pleasure. If you fail, you will receive a lot of pain. You will find that combination is very effective at bending a person’s mind. Don’t doubt it for a minute.

You are securely bound now. You have no way to protect yourself. You are totally exposed, and you can’t shield your body in any way. There are no safe words tonight. You will simply have to lie there and endure whatever I choose to do to you. Eventually, your body will take you where your mind doesn’t want to go. The repeated pleasure and pain will choose your path, and your path will lead you to your knees, worshiping your Goddess. I will not let you out of the web until you are in complete submission. You can be sure of that.

“Be warned: If you talk back, or argue, or complain, you will be punished, and your training will continue anyway. You are totally at my mercy, and I want to make this clear - I will show you no mercy at all tonight. I love you, and I don't want to hurt you, but the only path forward for us is for you to submit to me - completely and totally. To achieve that, I will tear you down and wear you out until you have no resistance left. And then I will take you. Do you understand?"

“Yes, Miss. I understand.”

She laughed. “You really don’t, Puppy. But you will. Very, very soon.”

She paused, contemplating her next move.

“I think we should get started on Level 2. We’ve already wasted too much time. I have printed a list of rules you must obey at all times. I will give you a copy to study, but for now, I’ll go through them with you. You must memorize these.”

“All right. I’ll do my best.”

She smiled for a moment. "And remember, class, we'll have a quiz at the end. It will account for 100% of your final grade. I'd advise you to get a perfect score. Otherwise…."

She looked down at my balls and raised one eyebrow. I cringed a bit when she did that.

“Now, Puppy, let's get started. The first rule is obedience. You will obey me without hesitation. Repeat that three times.”

I did. Satisfied with my response, she stroked my cock for a while, whispering “Good Boy” to me, and then she moved on.

“The second rule is that a good Sub always looks for a way to please his mistress. There is always something to be done. Cleaning something, folding laundry, a back massage. There is always more you can do, and you will be expected to find it without me asking. Now repeat that.

“The third rule concerns masturbation. You will never, ever touch your cock, or attempt to masturbate unless I order you to for my own amusement.

“The fourth rule concerns orgasms. You must always notify me if you feel you are close to an orgasm. You must always ask for permission to cum. If you cum without permission, you will receive serious punishment. I will make you regret your weakness. Make sure you understand that.

“The fifth rule is that you must clean up your own mess. I will explain that one to you a little later.

“The sixth rule is simple, and you have already seen proof of it. From now on, I am the source of all of your pleasure. I am also the source of your pain. Only I can choose which one you receive.”

And so it went. In all, there were a dozen rules, and I had to repeat them each three times. When I completed one, she would rub my cock for a while, and reward me with a few Good Boys before moving to the next one. I did make one small mistake during this process, and she made me regret it. My pain lasted longer this time, and I was careful not to make any more.

Then we did it again, and again - around and around.

It occurred to me that I was being very effectively brainwashed by the woman I loved. And I didn’t care. For the first time in my life, I didn't have to worry about what I should do or say. I just had to obey Katie. There was an odd sort of relaxation and peace associated with my bondage. Despite my fear and discomfort, I was happy. I was where I belonged. I longed for her control.

After the third time through, she told me it was time for our quiz. She told me to repeat all twelve rules without stopping. If I failed, she reminded me she would punish me severely, and this time she wouldn't stop so quickly. To give me some inspiration, she reached down and grabbed my balls and squeezed a tiny bit. It was not pleasant, but it was nothing like the terrible pain she’d given me earlier. It was really just a queasy feeling in my stomach. She maintained her grip on me the entire time I recited the rules. She occasionally gave them a tiny yank or twist. Just enough to make me wince. I realized she was trying to distract me – trip me up. It seemed she was hoping for failure. It was terrifying. Fortunately, I didn’t make any errors. I didn’t dare.

“That was well done, Puppy! You got a perfect score.

"Now, I want to ask you something. Suppose I let you out of my web, and let you rest for a little while. Then I told you I wanted you to come back and climb in again. What would you do?"

I thought about it for a minute. "Well, I know the right answer is that I'd obey rule 1 and come back. It would be hard, though. This hasn't been easy."

"I know, sweetheart. But I'll help you along."

She went over to a drawer and pulled something out. When she came back, I could see it was a leash. She reached up and attached it to my collar.

"This will help us manage any urge you might have to stray. Please don't make me use it. Make me proud."

With that, she unhooked me from the web and helped me up. My muscles ached, and my balls hurt. She had my leash in one hand, and Sarah in the other. She made me get down on my hands and knees, and crawl to the bathroom. Once there, she ordered me to 'go potty like a good boy,' and I did. Being treated this way was so humiliating. Then she made me crawl to the kitchen and had me sit down. She pulled a plate out of the refrigerator. It held fancy little crackers, rolled-up cold cuts, apple slices, and bits of cheese. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I saw that. I devoured a good portion of it while she picked here and there. It may have been the best meal I'd ever had. She massaged my shoulders while I ate. The whole experience was just incredible. I felt like I'd gone from hell to heaven. She gave me a large glass of iced tea and had me drink until it completely quenched my thirst. I was starting to feel a bit more like myself - my strength was returning.

"Puppy, since you're not trapped in the web, I'd like to do a little test, just to see how well you can really follow the rules."

Katie had me go to the living room and sit on the sofa. She followed a minute later. She put an ice pack on the coffee table and sat beside me. My Goddess smiled at me with genuine affection. Then she leaned over and kissed my lips and began playing with my nipples. She kept building the passion until I thought my whole body would catch fire. When she got me to a truly desperate state, she whispered, "Remember rule four, baby. Don't forget it. Make me proud."

She then reached over and started stroking my cock. It was so good I couldn't believe it. Before long, I was ready to let go. I needed it so badly. She'd been teasing me and tormenting me for hours now. I remembered rule four, and complied. "Miss, I'm so close. May I please cum?"

She laughed and said, "Nope." She pulled her hand away and left me hanging. I was in complete torment. Why was she doing this? Then I understood. This was rule four in action. I had agreed to follow her rules, and I would, but it was a real low point for me. It would be so easy to reach down and finish. I wanted to do that so badly. I needed it – but I remembered rule 3, and stopped.

She picked up the ice pack and put it on my cock and balls. I started to object, but she just put her index finger on my lips and said, "Shhh, Puppy. Don't whine."

I was soon completely flaccid. She removed the ice pack and did it all again. And again. In all, she got me up there four times, denying me an orgasm each time. I was shattered when she was done. My whole body was shaking. How could she be this cruel to me, if she loved me? I was so goddamned tired of this torment. I couldn't help myself anymore. I broke down and started crying again.

She reached out, guided my head to her shoulder, and comforted me. She stroked my hair and whispered loving words. I tried desperately to get my emotions back in check while she held me and soothed me. It was so difficult. I couldn't seem to stop.

At last, I managed to regroup and pull myself together. I told her how embarrassed I was for my behavior, and apologized.

"Don't be embarrassed about crying, sweetheart. That's what this test was designed to do. I would have kept at you all night if I'd needed to – that was the whole idea. I wanted to take you past your limit. You did so much better than I expected. You didn't complain, and you didn't even try to get away from me or touch yourself. I didn't have to use the leash, or Sarah. Not once. You were so strong, and so obedient. You've passed Level 2 with flying colors now. In fact, I think you may actually be at Level 3. I'm so very proud of my Good Boy! I love you so much."

I would have enjoyed her praise more if I wasn't in the middle of a nervous breakdown.

It took a while, but I finally started feeling a little better. Katie gave me a constant stream of praise and encouragement, and that really helped. She got some tissues and helped me clean myself up. She kissed me sweetly and looked me in the eyes. "Do you feel strong enough for Level 3, baby? It will be hard, but I know you can take it. You're stronger than I expected, and so brave. Can you do it?"

I was resigned now to just getting through this process. I loved her, but I was so tired.

"Is this something you really want. Katie?"

"It is, Sweetheart. I can see a wonderful future for us, where we'll both be happy. This is how we'll get there."

I used every bit of willpower I had left. I rose from the sofa. "Okay. If it's what you want, I'll do it."

"Then climb back into the web, dear, and prepare yourself. I'll join you soon. Oh - since you've passed level 2 so well, you may walk like a human being now. Good job!"

She smiled at me and handed me the end of the leash she'd been holding. I rose and started walking toward the bedroom. To say I had mixed feelings would be a huge understatement. I felt like I was walking to my own execution.

"Oh – one more thing, Puppy. The very first thing I plan to do for Level 3 is fuck your balls off. Is that okay with you?"

I smiled. 'Yes, Miss!" I increased my pace.