Sir, a commanding presence with his tall, muscular frame, sits at the head of the table, his intense blue eyes fixed on the two women before him. Amy and Mary, both naked, standing side by side, arms at their side, their bodies exposed.

Sir's deep voice resonates as he addresses his mentee, Amy, "My dear, obedience is the foundation of a successful marriage. A wife's primary role is to support and obey her husband, ensuring his happiness and comfort." He pauses, his eyes softening as he looks at Mary, who stands tall, her athletic figure exuding a quiet strength. "Mary here is an exemplary wife, always willing to go the extra mile to please me."

As if on cue, Mary bends over the table, her hands resting on the smooth surface, exposing her round, firm buttocks. Sir stands and unbuckles his belt, letting his pants drop to the floor, revealing his muscular legs and a bulge in his boxer briefs. He steps closer to Mary, his intentions clear.

"Amy, watch and learn. A wife's obedience should extend beyond words. It's about understanding your husband's needs and desires." With that, Sir grabs Mary's hips, pulling her towards him, and in one swift motion, enters her from behind. Mary's face is a grimace as Sir's large cock is forced into her ass.

Sir's thrusts are slow and deliberate, each one causing Mary to gasp. "A man carries the weight of the world on his shoulders, Amy. His wife's duty is to alleviate his burdens, and to provide whatever comfort and pleasure he needs whenever he wants it."

Amy watches, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and arousal. She can't help but admire the way Sir takes control, his every action exuding dominance and authority. As Sir continues to thrust into Mary, his pace quickens, and his breathing becomes more labored.

"Amy, fetch me that spoon," Sir commands, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. Amy, eager to please, quickly grabs the spoon and presents it to him. Sir takes it and spanks Mary, the sound now accompanied by Mary's soft whimpers.

"You see, Amy, a wife's obedience is not just about following orders. It's about anticipating your husband's needs. A man has many responsibilities, and his wife should strive to ease his worries, not add to them." He punctuates each word with a firm spank, Mary's body jolting with each impact.

As the scene unfolds, Amy's heart races, her mind buzzing with a mix of emotions. She can see by Mary's face how painful Sir's cock and spoon are, but she takes it all with a determined and practiced grace.

Will I be able to do this when my time comes? wonders Amy.

Sir's voice interrupts her thoughts. "Tonight, Amy, your sexual training will begin. You will learn the art of pleasing a man, and I expect your full dedication."

Mary lets out a deep breath as Sir pulls out of her. Mary's bottom is covered in little round red marks from the spoon.

"Well done, Mary. Let's shower up before lunch."

Mary nods, her green eyes sparkling with a mix of pleasure and relief. She and Sir leave the room, and Amy alone with her thoughts.

Amy takes a deep breath, her heart still pounding from the intensity of the moment. She knows that her training is about to take a significant turn, and she is both nervous and eager to embrace it. As she begins to prepare lunch, her mind wanders to the night ahead.

In the kitchen, Amy's hands move deftly as she prepares a simple yet delicious meal. She wants to impress Sir with her culinary skills, hoping to show her dedication to becoming an obedient wife. As she plates the food, her mind drifts back to the earlier encounter, and she feels a surge of determination.

Sir and Mary enter the dining room, Sir's robe now replaced with casual attire and Mary still naked. Sir takes his seat at the head of the table, while Mary sits beside him, her posture relaxed and content. Amy serves them, her movements graceful as she places the plates before them.

As they begin to eat, Amy notices Sir's satisfied expression, and it fills her with a sense of accomplishment. She wants to do more, to show her commitment in a way that leaves no doubt in Sir's mind. Making a bold decision, she kneels under the table, her heart pounding in her chest.

Sir, unaware of Amy's actions, continues his conversation with Mary, discussing the day's events. Amy, with a mix of courage and trepidation, reaches for Sir's leg, her hands gently caressing his thigh. She can feel his muscles tense under her touch, and she slowly moves her hand upwards, her fingers brushing against the bulge in his pants.

Sir's breath catches, and he pauses mid-sentence, his eyes widening as he realizes what is happening. Amy, without hesitation, unbuttons his pants and frees his erect cock, her lips wrapping around it in a swift motion. Sir's eyes close, and a soft groan escapes his lips as Amy begins to pleasure him with her mouth.

Mary, witnessing the scene, feels a rush of excitement and pride. She knows that Amy is taking a bold step in her training. As Amy continues to suck, her head bobbing up and down, Sir's hands find their way into her hair, gently guiding her movements.

As Amy's mouth works its magic, Sir's body tenses, and he releases his seed, his orgasm flooding Amy's mouth. She swallows, savoring the taste of him, her eyes never leaving his face. Sir, breathless, leans back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Amy, you have surprised me yet again. Your dedication is commendable." He reaches for her hand, pulling her up from under the table, his eyes filled with a mix of admiration and desire. "Your training has only just begun, but I can already see your potential."

Amy, flushed with pleasure and pride, smiles up at Sir, her heart overflowing with gratitude and a newfound sense of purpose. She knows that Sir has promised her more training tonight, which is going to make focusing on her tasks for the rest of the day hard.