Chateau de Joy

   I had a dream last night, a beautiful and wonderful dream... this is how it went.


    'Miss Manda, Miss Manda... he's here!'  The young girl giggled as she hopped from behind the desk to embrace the tall dark haired woman.  'Do you think he's as dreamy as he is in T.V.?'  

    Miss Manda chuckles softly returning her hug and kissing the top of the short little woman's head.  'He's just a man darling, famous or not, we treat him like all other students.... '  in a more hushed tone she finished, 'but yes, I met with him last week and he's ultra dreamy, darling!'  A gaggle of giggles suddenly erupted from the handful of people scattered across the room.  'Hush now everyone and back to work.'  Miss Manda said as she swatted the girl's ass and stepped to the door opening it for the gent that was just walking in.
    'Welcome to the Chateau de Joy Wentworth, I expect your time with us will prove most enlightening.'  She shakes his hand, holding back her own awe of the man before her to be professional. 'This is the staff here today who will be assisting us...' she points out each person as she introduces them, '  At the desk is Bonnie, chipper little thing she is.  She will be handling all your appointments from here on out.  There is Bill over there preparing us snacks.  He will be sure that you and I are well hydrated and taken care of.  Oh and here is Brenda, My personal assistant and slave... she is at My side at all times.'  
      Wentworth nodded to each of them politely as Manda introduced them.  Hoping his nerves didn't show too much he motioned in the direction of the man who was standing in the corner with a tall cone on his head. 'And him?'
     'Oh pay him no mind, that is simply Pete. He is useless to Me today so he will stand there, thinking about the tremendous loss he has because he displeased Me greatly.... this way please'  Her heals clacked along the hardwood floor lightly as she walked into her office.  Silence enveloping the room as her shoes hit the lush cream carpet.   A giggle from Bonnie startled the man from his frozen state watching Manda and he hurriedly followed her into the office.
    Manda heard Bill chuckle and lean over talking to Bonnie in hushed tones as Brenda closed the office door behind her standing at it to not be in the way but be close should Manda need her.

  'Are you alright, dear?'  She asks as she slides into her brown leather seat behind the ornate desk. 'Having any reservations about this?'  She slips her heels off slowly, bringing her feet up to the desk.  Careful not to present herself unladylike yet never passing up a chance to tease or seduce she bit her lip softly knowing her long tone legs held his gaze and attention.  She'd be surprised if he could even answer the question at all truthfully.  She snapped her finger and instantly Brenda was there kneeling beside the desk and rubbing Manda's feet just as she liked.
      'Oh, yes yes I'm quite fine of course.  My only reservation is as we talked about... the public finding out.'  His gaze shifted between Manda's penetrating blue eyes and the silent woman delicately giving attention to her feet and calves.  'I want that, I need that, I need to be a servant and you are the one who can teach me how.'   His eyes settled again on hers as his next words escaped his lips. 'I've done my research, I've looked around, asked questions, and you have been the one who I keep coming back to.  You have a reputation for being the best and this school being solid.  I wouldn't waste my time nor yours if I wasn't sure this was for me.'
   
        With a sly grin Manda pulled her feet from the desk, stood, and walked over to him.  Standing there she looked down, her eyes holding his captive as she slid her toe along the top of his chair just under his groin.  Holding out her hand with a slight smirk as she heard the gulp he gave to the action she waited for Brenda to hand her the contract and pen.   Once in her hand she held it out to Wentworth.   'I will leave you in this room for fifteen minutes.  In this time I expect you to look over the contract once again and sign it.  After you sign it I want you to strip down to your boxer-briefs... ' Here she paused a moment to hold in a light laugh, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. 'Then kneel facing the door, hands in your lap and the contract signed beside you on the floor, pen on the contract.'  With that she patted his cheek, turned, and walked out the door not even glancing back.  Brenda followed her closing the door behind them.

      Wentworth stared at the closed door before noticing she'd left her heels on the desk.  He quickly stood, grabbed one and slowly inhaled the fragrance her foot had left behind.  Closing his eyes but a moment to enjoy the intimate nearness he'd just experienced before he did as instructed and waited... waiting for his training to begin.