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Positions Training: Part 1
“Welcome home, doll.”
I smiled at my Master as he rested at the table with papers in hand. After putting down my things, I kneeled at his feet.
Now that I was back home and away from work, I could be a doll again, a proper toy for my Master.
Things had been calm for us. Recently, we had been spending much of our time planning for our next big project for the Gentlemen’s Club.
“Did anything interesting happen today, Sir?” I asked eagerly.
I was truly hoping that maybe he had been able to find something that could give us some inspiration. It would be even better if something fell into our laps.
My owner got up to remove my day-collar and replaced it with my favorite at-home one; the one that he would always place on me when we got home.
It was a ritual of ours that I particularly loved.
“Actually… yes,” he said teasingly.
As he sat back down, I immediately rested between his lap. A sliver of hope ran through me.
I said nothing but it was clear that I was excited.
Knowing my Master well, I was aware he didn't tell me right away because he wanted to tease me and make me more eager.
It must be good news.
“We received a very interesting proposition today, I think it might be exactly what you’re looking for.”
A smile spread on my face as he played with my hair. 
I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from asking what it was. There was no use in rushing my owner, it would only make him tease me more.
“I’m sure you remember the Master of the Master-Slave party.” 
Memories of me presenting my holes in a room full of Masters who were eager to touch me flooded my mind. How could I forget? 
The punishments I earned that night made me tingle and squeeze even to this day.