The Training (Part I)

As he crossed the villa's portal, Cuan noticed the sentence written on the stone that ornamented the entrance: Leave all hope, you who enter.

He didn't know what it meant or its origin until much later. It was better that way.

He had arrived there after a tortuous personal journey, but also a literal one. An Irishman from Dublin, a 25-year-old bank employee, it wasn't until he was in London that he had the encounter that brought him here, several months ago.

Cuan was a tormented soul, who couldn't find purpose in life, and detested his family and job. He felt like a failure, without the will to fight. He had no achievements to show. At 17, he had discovered the excitement of being submissive, but never dared to do anything relevant. Disappointing dates, pathetic characters, and a feeling of cheap comedy had led him to distance himself from that type of contact, but his fantasies of being dominated never left him. At 23, he dared to attend a rubber party in London. He went alone, as an act of personal defiance. What he experienced there marked him forever.

He felt the power of domination, lived his condition as a submissive, lost control, and freed himself in his condition as a subjected and inferior being. Every time he could, he returned to London and participated in more than six fetish events, without regret and each time, advancing more in his knowledge, experience, and decision.

The last event was the most intense, and he ended up in a sling being fucked by two men he didn't know. It was after finishing that party, drunk and high, that a young and handsome man, around 30 years old, confident and with an imposing demeanor, approached him and invited him to have coffee and then accompany him to his accommodation.

They spoke little, but as they walked to the accommodation, the man asked Cuan:

- Do you want to live a real submission experience?

- How would that be? It sounds interesting.

- If you're interested, I can give you more details, but one of the conditions is to maintain reserve and discretion and not tell you everything that will happen.

- It scares me a bit, to be honest.

- I've been watching you for a long time, and I know you're a submissive.

- I am.

- I assure you that everything will be safe, and you'll never experience anything you can't handle. I can guarantee it.

They agreed to continue talking and exchanged emails and phone numbers.

When Cuan returned to his routine life as a bank employee, he couldn't forget the offer, and it was he who sent an email asking to discuss the topic.

The response didn't take long to arrive, but Cuan found it too intense: 15 days of total submission, without rights or escape, completely delivered to a dominant. He didn't even respond and tried to forget the offer. He couldn't, and from time to time, he tried to gather the strength to talk to that mysterious...