James picked up a basket, similar to the one in the bathroom, but a little larger. James handed her the basket. She looked inside and found it filled with cleaning supplies, sponge, green scrubby pads, Pine Sol, Windex, clean cloth diapers, fox tail hand broom, and a dust pan. She looked up at James wondering what all this was.
James smiled warmly, “Don’t you like your gift?”
Violet felt embarrassed. she had been taught from a very early age to appreciate all gifts that were given to her, but this was a little strange.
“Yes, I like my gift, thank you, James. But… I’m not sure exactly why.”
James smiled and nodded, “Well, violet, you do need some way to keep your room clean and you didn’t have anything to do so, so I thought this would be a nice present for you.” He looked around the room. “The first thing we have to do today is clean your room. And you need to learn the proper way to clean. When was the last time you cleaned your apartment?”
Violet was put off balance by the question, “I have a maid service come in and clean my apartment. I don’t usually have time and that’s just one thing I didn’t want to have to deal with.”
James nodded, “And here is where we fix that. One of your daily duties will be to clean this room, from top to bottom. So, I will teach you how to clean properly.”
Violet felt mortified. This is a vacation? Cleaning my room? I am going to have some seriously bad reviews to write about this place when I get to a computer. Violet had been told that she wasn’t to have access to a computer while in training and that may last the whole two weeks. She would just have to keep a mental list and blast this place all at once.
But it couldn’t be helped now and she picked up the Windex.
James Laughed out loud, “violet, the only way to clean any room is top to bottom.”
“I was going to clean the windows first,” Violet protested with a look of confusion on her face wondering just what she had done wrong and what James was talking about.
James smiled and shook his head. He pointedly looked up at the window. “violet, is the window the highest thing in the room?”
Violet was starting to lose her patience with these childish questions and she allowed her anger and frustration to show, and be heard in her voice. “No, James the window is not the hhiiiieeeghghghghh!!!” She felt hot electricity shoot through her body and her throat closed as her body jerked and was shaking with the pain. She gasped for air as the hot bolts shot through her, making it impossible for her to do anything but focus on breathing through the pain. The pain stopped and she gasped hard, not daring to speak but heard her breathing as she sucked air through her lips making a harsh raspy sound as she tried to calm down from the shock.
James looked sad, and wore the by now familiar disappointed look on his face. “violet, neither I, nor anyone else here, will tolerate anger or frustration. You must learn to come to terms with the fact that we are here to help you. You did sign up for this, did you not?”
Violet, with as much restraint and control as she could muster in that moment replied as calmly as she could, “Yes, I did sign up for this.”
James nodded, “Good girl, now let’s get to work.”
James calmly directed her on how to clean, to use the bed to reach up to the ceiling and corners of the room to dust with the fox tail broom. Even with the bed she still had to stretch her body to reach the corners and ceiling, which she knew was the point. She felt her nudity keenly as she moved the bed to a new position, and stretched up, fully extending her body to dust where the walls met the ceiling.
She was then taught to properly clean the windows, only using side to side motions and then go back over her strokes so there were no streaks. She could feel her ass shake with every swipe. James didn’t seem to notice as he was carefully studying the window looking for streaks and correcting where she could improve.
Then she was shown how to clean the base boards with a rag and cleaner on her hands and knees, and then to finish the room by sweeping the whole room from one side to the other on her hands and knees with the foxtail broom, and to get scuffs from the bed with the scrubby pad and cleaner, and then dry the wet spots with a clean rag.
The whole process to learn must have taken two hours at least, because she felt a light coat of sweat covering her body from the exertion. She wished she had done the cleaning before she took a shower.
James studied the room and nodded with an approving smile. “That is sufficient for a first attempt, violet. I think you’ll get better with practice but we have a place to start at least.”
Violet looked like she wanted to strangle him. She felt the anger well up inside of her. She had just spent all this time cleaning this room from top to bottom and it was sufficient? She wanted to slap him, almost moved to do so, but something made her stop.
She didn’t want to be shocked again.
James would get what was coming to him, once this damn collar was off her neck. She chose instead to remain silent and still and managed to smooth her features with an effort.
James hadn’t noticed the internal struggle that she had just overcome. He wore that same small smile on his face as he moved towards the open entryway into the room. He stepped out of the room, and Violet was left wondering what was going to happen next. She was so close to just up and leaving this place. But even as she thought it, she knew she wouldn’t leave. She had always seen everything she started through to the end even if she had hated it. She finished playing that one year of Softball even though she couldn’t stand anything about the sport, or the team. She made it through twenty-three practices, two batting cage sessions, and ten games, and loathed every minute of it, but she had made it through the whole season, giving her one hundred and ten percent effort at each and every game and practice. This would be no different.
She found herself waiting a long time, and without realizing it till almost ten minutes into her solitude, she came to realize that she was standing in a perfect ‘wait’ pose.
Violet lost track of time and couldn’t say for how long James was gone when he finally came back into the room, wearing his usual soft smile but this time he had a visitor with him.
“This is Eden, please introduce yourself.”
“Hello Eden, my name is Violet.”
Eden stood taller than Violet did, maybe five, six, or even five, seven. She had long wavy auburn red hair with deep brown eyes. Her body was well toned and Violet could see her muscles flex as she moved. The woman was really pretty and in great shape. Violet found herself caught in the woman’s deep brown eyes. Eden wore tight fitting black and purple yoga pants, and a black sports bra, showing off her well-toned abs. Her hair was tied back into a pony tail.
Eden spoke calmly but with authority. “Hello violet, I’m here to get you started on your work out and training regimen. This is a routine that you will perform every day. I will only be with you once or twice, so if you have any questions, I expect you to ask them today. After today there will be no excuses for not completing your routine on your own. Do you understand?”
Violet was a little taken aback by the whole thing. She didn’t know she would be forced to do someone else’s workouts and that she would be ‘required’ to do so. This was only temporary and she replied, “yes I understand Eden.”
Eden smiled and patted her arm, “let’s begin then.”
Eden wasted no time in putting Violet through some pretty intense body weight exercises. Push-ups and sit-ups were the first, then something called eight count body builders, which weren’t so bad but as she was jumping down and back up to complete the exercise her boobs kept bouncing almost painfully. She asked if there was anything she could do to help that.
Eden said, “you may hold your breasts in place and focus on your leg muscles as you jump. But don’t lose your form.”
She was shown three variants of planking, and how to make it more intense by softly bouncing her hips up and down in the air, while she supported her weight on her forearms and toes. Violet was taken through one hundred air squats, and a hundred calf raises. She was shown how to do triceps presses using her bed for support. Then she was told to do a wall squat and hold it.
Violet immediately felt her already tired leg muscles want to buckle as she was positioned into a correct ninety-degree angle for her legs. She wobbled and shook, but she wouldn’t give Eden, or anyone else the satisfaction of being able to say she couldn’t do something. She held the pose even though her body screamed in protest and her whole body shook up and down while her legs trembled.
Throughout the workout, Violet realized James wasn’t in the room. She was sweating by the end and given a small egg timer. The timer was to keep track of actual minutes during her planks and wall squats. No less than three minutes with a thirty second increase every week, by the end of her time here she would be up to four minutes.
Eden left with a hug and kiss to the cheek. “you did very well today, violet. Keep up the good work, and remember, you must complete this routine every day, and increase reps as you are able to. In a few months you should be able to do one hundred pushups and sits and do the planks and wall squats for over ten minutes.”
Eden left and Violet was flushed, breathing hard, tired, and sweaty all over again. Since James hadn’t returned yet, she found herself standing against the wall in the ‘wait’ pose. Breathing heavily and feeling her sweat softly slide down her body as she cooled off and calmed down.
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