unsuitable for him. Shit! Then she realized with a start that, actually, he might have been kind by trying to put her off. That maybe he didn’t want her to get hurt.
Sitting forward in her chair, she cupped her jaw and deliberated likely courses of action. Well, she’d just have to get her own back by attending the classes, listening hard, and showing him what he was missing. And at the same time seeing if this was a lifestyle she could handle. Yup! That’s the plan.
And with that she gathered up her papers and scurried out of the room.
Chapter Two
After a brief enquiry at reception, Kat quickly caught up with the induction class and slid into the back of the room unobtrusively—or so she had thought. Ben was in the room at the front with the other teachers, and he didn’t hide his glare at her for interrupting his talk. She felt herself going red, and it wasn’t a good color with her hair.
Oh shit . She hadn’t considered the idea that Ben might be one of the trainers.
She groaned in dismay. Of course—this event was for women only. He therefore had to be a trainer or organizer or both. And that meant he would probably criticize her whenever he got the chance. Damn, damn, damn . Her well-laid plans were beginning to go up in smoke.
Aware that he was about to start again, she quickly glanced at the handout on the chair. The session was entitled Induction - The Dom’s responsibilities and expectations .
“As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, we expect obedience and respect from our subs. As will any Dom. Would anyone in the room like to tell me why obedience is important?”
Ben looked in her direction, but she kept her mouth shut in case she got it wrong.
A woman near the front eagerly put her hand up. At Ben’s nod, she answered, “For our safety. That is, if we are told to do something and we don’t do it, we may get hurt.”
“Like how, Master?” came a question from a person a few rows in front of Kat.
“It’s Paulene, isn’t it? If you are tied up and blindfolded in readiness for some punishment and told not to move but then shift your body just as your Dom has swung at you, say with a whip, instead of getting it squarely on your buttocks, you may get it on a part of your body that is more sensitive.”
“Oh.”
“Indeed, oh. But also consider another reason for obedience. If you are told to be somewhere when your Dom isn’t with you and you don’t do it, or you delay, there may be people watching knowing you are into this lifestyle and who may take advantage thinking you are ripe for any sort of play. I can see by your faces that I have just scared some of you. With good reason—this can be a dangerous lifestyle, not for the halfhearted.”
He might have said that to expound on the point he was making, but Kat knew he was also getting at her for trying to duck out of the session and not being where she was supposed to be.
Another instructor came to the front, clearing her throat as she looked at Ben, her face showing her slight surprise at the degree of brusqueness in his speech. “Um, what Master Ben has said is very true, but here’s another reason to obey—for your enjoyment.” Her voice took on a note of sensuousness. “Your Master will be experienced and know how far to take you. If you disobey him or her when they say, ‘Don’t come yet,’ you won’t get the full force of your climax.”
Kat raised her eyebrows at this. How can anyone tell us not to come? It was impossible, wasn’t it?
The female trainer continued, “There is an expression ‘Topping from the Bottom.’ The top is the Dom or Master, and the bottom the submissive, naturally. So by taking control of a scene, the sub may not only compromise their safety but certainly their enjoyment.”
Good Lord, thought Kat, fascinated. She was starting to think this week might not be as bad as she had originally thought.
“Okay, to recap. We’ve already said the key motto is to be ‘safe, sane,