Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
The overhead lights flicked on, dim but still enough to fight back the encroaching darkness. Mistress Susan was both funny and entertaining as she taught, and I found myself having a good time despite my earlier trepidation. She hadn’t paid any more attention to me than anyone else, instead focusing on her instruction. I nodded along with what she was saying about overstimulation making nerves numb and found myself watching Ivy. She had a notebook open before her and appeared to be diligently writing down things as Susan lectured. I wondered what points she was highlighting, how her mind worked and what she was thinking. Maybe I could find some way to sneak a peek at her notebook. Or just ask her if she would mind reading me her notes, as my dog ate mine.
Music, a deep and sexy instrumental, came from the speakers, instantly changing the mood.
Everyone kind of shifted a bit as we all adjusted to the new sound, and I looked away from Ivy to the front of the class.
What I found had my gut clenching.
Mistress Susan smiled directly at me, and in the distance of my mind, tornado sirens wailed in warning.
“I often find it is best to teach my technique by instructing someone one on one with the class observing.” Standing, she motioned to Tyler. “Have them bring in the chair, darling.”
As Tyler spoke into his phone, Mistress Susan stood posed in her high heels, looking down at the class with narrowed eyes.
No, wait, looking down at me with narrowed eyes.
Inwardly I sighed and knew she was about to get her revenge on my turning down her guest speaker request.
“Caleb,” she said in a firm tone that had most of the submissives sitting up straighter in their seats.
It would have been amusing if that tone hadn’t been aimed at me.
Holding her hand with her pink manicured nails gleaming in the lights she said, “Please, join me on the stage.”
Her look dared me to say no.
Or maybe to say yes.
Either way, I was more than aware of Ivy watching me.
And like all foolish men trying to impress a woman, I didn’t want to appear to be a coward in Ivy’s eyes.
Besides, Mistress Susan would want me to use a submissive to experiment with. She didn’t share Tyler, and neither he nor myself were into men. I would ask, or insist, that it be Ivy. Mistress Susan might dislike me, but she’d never hurt Ivy and I wouldn’t touch anyone else. She couldn’t force a partner on me I didn’t want as it would violate the first rule-consent.
Standing from my seat, I quickly approached the stage and stood before the confident woman. I stood about an inch taller than her, but it felt like we looked square into each other’s eyes. Sometimes, when two Dominants got together they could work together seamlessly. Other times, when two Dominants got together, it was like rams endlessly butting their heads together.
Guess which one Mistress Susan and I were.
“Can I talk to you, in private,” I said in barely above a whisper.
She took off her microphone, handing it to Tyler who then began to give the class tips and tricks for negotiating a scene.
Mistress Susan practically hissed like a snake as she said, “What is so important that you had to interrupt my class?”
Leaning in a bit, I said in a low voice, “I’m guessing you’ll be having me edge a submissive as part of the demonstration.”
“You’re partially right,” she replied. “What’s your point?”
“I would like to select my submissive, if you please,” I said quickly, trying to charm her a bit.
She rolled her eyes. “Don’t pretend to be all polite around me now, not after the last time we spoke when you told me I was a flake who had no concept of money or the real world.”
I winced. “I apologize for that. In my defense, you said some rather disrespectful things about me as well.”
She shrugged a little, but I caught a hint of guilt tightening the line between her eyes. “Maybe I did. You are free to choose whoever you wish, as long as they wish to participate. But after that point, you will do everything I tell you with the option of safewording out at any time. I will not have our personal situation disrupt my class any more than it already has.”
“Agreed,” I said quickly. “And I really like this girl, Mistress Susan. I’m not making this request to be a pain in your ass. My safe word is dog breath.”
She snorted and gave me a look that said she did not think very highly of my safe word. “Of course it is. Go see Tyler, he’ll set you up with what you need.”
I eyed Tyler over by a large restraint chair the staff had brought into the room while we were speaking. “Adjustable arms and legs? Padded gray leather seating and fur-lined cuffs? Looks custom made too. Nice.”