Nate walked in with Cal before a private pep talk between the two of them. He had Cal strip in the hallway, thinking it would be less awkward for him than to strip in front of the Heads. “You’re alright, darlin. You’re gonna do amazin’, alright? I know ya are,” he told him before opening the door and walking into the room. “State your name, limits and safe word, darlin,” he instructed. After Cal had done so, Nate told him to kneel, and addresss the heads, “today we’re going to demonstrate Cal’s ability to follow directions. Some will be simple, others will be a little more difficult and others still will be easy to accomplish but there may be some distractions along the way. One of Cal’s softer limits is bein’ naked in front of others, so these will hopefully help him focus on what I need from him and not his current naked state.” Once Nate felt he got everything out, he turned towards Cal. “Alright darlin, it’s ya and me. And we’re gonna play a game. Tell me what ya know regardin’ the rules of Simon Says.”
Cal took off his clothes and stood up straight trying his best not to cover himself with his hands. He nodded to Nate and stepped into the room with the Dom. He took all the confidence he was giving and held his head up high. “Calvin Evans. Sex, pain, humiliation, and bathroom play. Salamander Sir.” Cal kneeled and took up the pose that Nate had shown him in their practice session. He kept his attention on Nate as he spoke to the administrators. “It’s a game of lead and follow, but you only follow when the leader says ‘Simon Says.’ So you have to pay attention to the leader all the time so you don’t act when you shouldn’t.” He spoke the rules the best he knew succinctly.
Nate gave Cal what time he needed to get out the answer to the Dom’s question. “Good boy,” he said with a smile, “so in this game I’m gonna be the leader. If ever I say “Simon Says,” you’re to complete the task and do nothin’ else until I say Simon Says again, understood? I may throw somethin’ into the works that’s meant to distract ya, but you’re only job is to do only what I say, understood?” He asked, waiting both for Cal's answer and if he had any other questions. “Good boy. Alright we’re gonna start easier and work our way up in difficulty,” he explained, pulling up a chair near the boy. “Focus on me and what I say,” he reminded Cal. “Simon says start with push ups.”
Cal matched Nate’s smile with one of his own. Having that ‘Good boy’ made such a difference. He listened respectfully. “I understand, Sir.” He also nodded so the Dom would be sure. He dropped down and started to do push ups as soon as the direction was given.
Nate watched a moment and when Cal got to about ten push ups he said, “Simon Says stop. Simon says stand. Simon says do jumping jacks.”
Standing up Cal caught sight of the administrators and he stumbled a bit, but Nate’s calm strong words brought him back to the task. He started doing jumping jacks. Luckily he was getting a little winded and was concentrating on what Nate might have him do next or he would have felt embarrassed about his altogether bouncing around in front of strangers… important strangers.
Again, Nate watched a moment, paying attention to Cal’s body as he continued. “Simon says stop,” he announced again, followed by, “Good boy. Now lay down.”
Happy to stop, Cal’s breath quickly returned to normal. He was about to comply, but realized that there had been no Simon Says and so remained standing, arms at his side, head bowed respectfully. He felt incredibly vulnerable in that moment exposed as he was.
Nate waited, smiling as Cal remained standing. “Good boy,” he murmured, walking over and running his fingers through Cal’s hair. Nate brought out his phone turning on the audio for busy traffic sounds - fast cars, yelling voices, honking, etc. he placed the phone one the table to continue its playing, “Simon Says spread your legs and bend down to touch the floor.”
The cacophony caught him off guard for a moment even though they’d practiced it. It did it’s job though. Spreading his legs like that with everything exposed in front of everyone would have been pretty much impossible before Sir Nate figured all of this out. He did as he was told spreading his legs and bending down to touch the floor.
Nate was impressed that Cal was holding himself together so well, especially since Nate knew this was difficult for him. Once Cal was in the toe touch, Nate started dropping books near the boy, “stand up,” he said, a little loud and stoic, “then get down again.”
Cal startled at the first book dropping and the clear order in the Dominant’s voice had him standing up straight before he remembered the game. “Sorry!” He went back down into a toe touch, but he knew he’d messed up and a flush crept up his neck and chest to his cheeks.
Nate thought the distraction might have gotten to Cal, which proved to be true when he didn’t follow the rules of the game. Nate grabbed a crop, giving Cal two swats to his ass, “Do ya know your two mistakes ya just made?” he asked.
Cal yelped a bit and bit his lip to keep from crying at the sting. “Yes Sir. I was listening to the noise and not to your orders Sir. I stood up when you didn’t say Simon Says. I’m sorry Sir.” He kept his head bowed and his hands held respectfully behind his back. Part of him really wanted to rub at his stinging butt cheek, but he resisted with all of his ability. He also wanted to look up at Nate and see if he was angry, but he knew he had to trust the Dominant.
“That’s right. Good boy,” he moaned, keeping Cal in the position for just a minute before rubbing his hand lightly over the pinked area. “Alright, Simon says stand,” he told Cal and waited for him to comply before standing in front of him, blocking the view of the Heads for a minute. “Good boy,” he said with a smile, “we’re all done now,” he said before standing in front of the Heads again. “And we’re done, so go ahead and get your clothes back on for me.”
Cal stood and let his hands fall naturally to his sides. He nodded his head and let out a breath he hadn’t even known he’d been holding. He even let a small smile out to play for Sir Nate. He had been such a good and patient Dom for him. “Thank you Sir.” He bowed his head to Nate and then with a gulp of nerves to the Heads before quickly dressing, feeling so much better with his clothes on, though the blush still stood out on his cheeks.
“Thank you, Headmasters,” Nate addressed the Heads, watching and helping Cal dress where he could. With a smile and a nod towards the door, he walked out with Cal back to his room to give him aftercare.
