I did a lot of thinking about things after my first weekend with Crystal. She had entered into my life in a significant way and I had to sort out my emotions and feelings. I cared for her deeply and at the same time didn't want the relationship to head for a dead end due to drifting apart. I wanted to be sure that we both could get enough out of the relationship to stick with it. And then there was the matter of Crystal's employment situation. I mulled over several ideas before deciding to present her with some of them. Crystal was in no position to be the founder of her own clinic, and would no doubt be bored if she went to work for a different clinic.

I asked her to come over the following weekend to discuss my suggestions. She was delighted, and further asked if she could satisfy her "itch" which was a reference to her desire to administer discipline to me. Discipline from Crystal was always severe. The emotional rewards, though, were substantial.

When I asked Crystal who was the founder of Kimberwillow Clinic, she said that she had tried to find out, and was not able to, due to the woman's apparent reclusiveness. I remarked that whoever it was had a brilliant stroke of genius, and it was not clear how she could keep her finger on the pulse, so to speak, of the clinic while being so reclusive. For all practical purposes, Lynn ran the clinic, but insisted that she was not the founder and was not at liberty to disclose any more than that.

When Crystal came over on Saturday afternoon, she couldn't wait to get started "satisfying her itch", so I agreed to serve her in that way.

She adopted a stern expression and said that she wanted to see if I had made any improvement in the way I take discipline, and told me to get completely undressed and lie face down on the bed. I concluded that Crystal would be administering a strapping. She removed the belt from her shorts. Her shorts fell to the floor and she slipped off her panties.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked me.

"I'm doing this for you, Crystal," I replied.

"Are you going through this willingly?"

"Yes, Crystal," I answered, feeling considerable affection for her and at the same time wishing she would go ahead and start.

I dug my fingernails into the bed sheets as she started to leather my bared bottom with the doubled-up belt, and I wanted desperately to please her by being as still and as quiet as possible.

Crystal carried on the strapping of my bared bottom relentlessly, varying the timing of the swipes to prevent my anticipating them. After a while of enduring the strap, I began to squirm with each stroke, and my raucously whispered exclamations gave way to being voiced. The strapping continued interminably, and I pounded my fists on the bed in my effort to stay in position.

"I'd better quit now," she admitted. "You did good, my pet. Over on your back now."

She straddled my face and I hungrily applied my mouth to her creamy womanhood. She had been so aroused from strapping me that she climaxed within a minute. We rolled over and I planted my mouth on hers; she opened her legs and I easily entered her. Her muffled "mmmf!" sounds, and the excited look in her wide eyes ensured a plentiful ejaculation from me.

"I love the way you come," she said with a bright smile after we caught our breath. She slowly withdrew me from her, and smeared the mixture of our juices around her pubic area with her hands.

"Okay, tell me about your ideas," she said. While we were in bed I told her of the various options I thought she could pursue, and what the advantages and drawbacks were. Of the plans that I presented to Crystal, the one I thought most likely to succeed involved some women that she knew.

"I think you should talk to Lynn about it," I mentioned, "but don't tell her everything all at once. I'd like a chance to try to sell her on the idea too."

"You're probably right," she said. "I'll see if she can come over here to talk to us privately."

Crystal made arrangements with Lynn to come over Tuesday after dinner.

Tuesday arrived and Crystal came over well before dinner and talked me into letting her give me a severe caning. I kicked and squirmed as she harshly striated my bared bottom. Subsequent to the caning I worked on her womanhood with my mouth and gave her two orgasms. We did not have time for further play before it was time to have something to eat and get ready for Lynn's visit.

At 7:00 that evening I answered the door to find that Lynn and Carina were there.

"I brought Carina along to take notes," Lynn stated.

Crystal began with a narration of some ways to increase the number of appointments made at Kimberwillow, and expounded on how the creation of a new position, to be filled by herself, would benefit the clinic. Following her talk, I added my input on why I thought Crystal would be good.

One of the ideas was for the clinic to accommodate script sessions - the client would furnish, in advance, a sort of script for the arrangement of a session, and the staff would sign up for it. "Crystal, didn't you mention that this has happened infrequently at the clinic?"

"Yes," she said. "There was this one time that this guy wanted a reform school setting. He wanted to be brought to the discipline room, tied down to the punishment box, have his bare bottom exposed, and be given a hundred strokes of the 'prison strap' as he called it. My role was to be the maid who tied him down, bared his bottom, and stood in front of him to count the strokes. He was pretty particular about the setting and the formality and all that. Rachel administered that time, and she had a razor strap. She sure did swing that strap hard. It made a loud snapping sound every time it hit. Anyway, that's how it went."

I looked over to Lynn and asked her what she thought of the plan. Lynn asked to see Carina's notes, and after a moment of scanning the notes, said, "I have a little surprise for you - and Rick. But first, the information I'm going to tell you is strictly confidential, and each of you must commit to secrecy..."

After Crystal and I both gave our assurances, Lynn continued, "Carina has been mostly staffing the reception desk and performing the screenings, and occasionally participating in sessions. I'd like you to know that she is actually the founder of the clinic. By acting in the role that she does, she knows what is happening on a day-to-day level. It was - is - her desire that I appear to be the one more or less 'in charge of things', and as far as the other staff is concerned, I will continue to act the part."

Carina smiled slightly as Crystal and I showed our surprise at the news.

Lynn continued, "Now I imagine that she should be the one to tell you what she thinks."

"You both have some good ideas," Carina began, "and I've been considering a few things like that off and on lately. I like the idea of offering some pre-arranged scripts on the menu, and also some other flavors of sessions. I also need someone to fill in for me at the reception desk when I want to take some time off. Lynn is fairly busy with sessions, so she can only do that part of the time. I'll work up a job description in the next few days and get back to you, Crystal. Remember that what you know about me is not to be shared with any of the other staff."

"In fact," Carina continued, "the effectiveness of your position will be dependent on the appearance of your not getting official recognition for much that you'll do. For example - you'll design some sessions, and Lynn will incorporate them into the goings-on at the clinic. You must be pretty much ego-less. You will get recognition from me - it just won't be public. Can you do that?"

Crystal paused to absorb all the implications of Carina's announcement, then said, "Yes, Carina - I mean yes ma'am!"

Crystal blushed as Lynn and Carina both laughed good-naturedly at her selection of words.

"Always simply call me Carina, except perhaps around other clients - then you can call me 'Nurse Carina'. Now, I notice that you like to be the dominant one in your personal relationships. Generally, everyone who is submissive has a dominant side, and those who are dominant are in fact submissive to somebody. I'd like to see for myself your willingness to be submissive. Lynn, the show is all yours."