Her voice was almost loving, but very firm as she knelt over Diane. Holding the girlâs chin with one hand she spoke. âSweet girl, this night I have asked you three times if you wished my instruction.â As she said the word three, she took three fingers and moved them from her sternum down the girlâs body, lifting the blanket as she drew them down to her pelvic region, the tip of her middle finger pushing against the nub of her âpearlâ, moving it back and forth to make sure the girl was paying attention. âThree times you replied that you did. If you are to have my instruction you will not ask for release at every new thing. Everything I do, I do for a reason.â She sighed, in truth this was the most tedious part of any training, getting over the initial hesitation and fear.<br/><br/>âYou ask if your husband might do this, and the truth is, he might. Danbarians are known for the exotic tastes in their belongings.  And make no mistake of it, sweet girl. You will be a belonging. Your husband will own you. But you can purchase gifts of freedom with your body. Your brother also purchased an alliance with Danbar with your body. â This statement was a bit cruel, but it was a matter of fact that Diane needed to understand. âIs it any less important that you use it?  You who must live with it, than your brother who if he truly wished has to never see you again?â Not that she believed he would, but that he could. During this time, she continued to play with Dianeâs most private of regions, her nimble fingers teasing and tormenting the girl.<br/><br/>âIf you say nay at this point, I will release you, but I will not teach you anything more. This is a thing your husband will not give you. He will simply seek another. But if you wish it, I will give you your nightgown and send you back to your room, and we will never speak of this again. You will be left forever wondering what could have been, what pleasure you could have known. Make your choice. I wish to sleep.â At those words, she removed her hands from Diane completely, letting her feel their absence. The sensitivity would remain, the blanket would still scratch, but there was no true hope of relief without HonorÃ¨âs help. That is what she needed to see and decide upon.  Once decided, she would either release Diane or she would go to sleep cradling the girl, only lightly teasing her as she tried to sleep.