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she’d chosen to give herself to.
    First, he’d touch her lightly, trailing fingertips over her skin, raising goose bumps and shivers of pleasure before stepping back and picking up his favorite toy. Would it be a flogger or a whip? Maybe a riding crop or a cane? Whatever it was, she’d be happy to have him use it on her. It would heat her skin, get her nipples hard and her juices flowing so that when he put down the toy and stalked toward her, she’d—
    A sharp whistle rent the air and pulled her abruptly back to the present. She jerked her hand away from the cross and turned to face where Adam stood on the small stage, telling everyone to find a seat. Several men and women joined the half-dozen women already there. She hurried to join them, sinking into a chair near the back of the group.
    “I’ve already introduced myself to each and every one of you, and now it’s time for you to meet those who will be running your training sessions. Each of these people has their own areas of expertise, but they also have years of experience in the lifestyle and a wealth of BDSM knowledge. Meet, Eden, Simon, and Ian. Listen to them. Learn from them.”
    Ronnie watched as a tall, slim, yet curvy woman with long dark hair spilling over her shoulders stepped onto the stage and faced them with a sincere smile. Behind her was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. The guy had the same dark, dangerous vibe Adam did, but his grin was pure erotic devil. Excitement zipped straight to her nipples at the sight of his muscled forearms and wicked grin. The man was hot!
    Then she saw the last man to walk up onto the stage. It took a second for her mind to catch up to what her eyes saw and acknowledge the man her heart had recognized immediately.
    Someone she thought long forgotten.
    Ian Johnson.

CHAPTER TWO

    “Tonight will be your first session. Think of it as orientation, followed by a meet and greet,” Eden said, stepping forward and pulling Ronnie out of her shock. The woman was beautiful, and her sultry voice seductive. “Overwatch is a private, members-only club. It’s a safe haven for those who want to explore their desires, including, but not limited to BDSM. That said, everyone in this group is here specifically because of a desire to explore and play in a BDSM environment. During your sessions, you’ll experience various aspects of BDSM, but when you are in the club, know that some members could be voyeurs, exhibitionists, or are perhaps looking to be a third or fourth in some group play. That does not mean anything goes here.”
    The darkly handsome Simon stepped forward, taking over where Eden left off. “The beauty of BDSM is that there are very few right and wrong things. Some people enjoy light play, some like it deep and intense. Some are into pain, and others are here purely to serve. Some people like to be tied and teased, some like to be spanked and fucked. And then there’s the other side of the coin. Those of us who like to be in charge, giveing the spanking, the tying and the teasing. Basically, if it feels good, and it hurts no one — unless they like the hurt...” He rubbed his hands together and wiggled his eyebrows, making everyone laugh, breaking the slight tension that had been in the room. “Then it’s generally allowed. Safe, sane, and above all consensual.”
    Ian picked up where Simon stopped, moving forward and drawing all eyes to him. “The most important thing of all, no matter what someone is into, is respect. You don’t have to like what they like to respect them. As you may have noticed, Adam is very selective about who gets into this club. All new members, no matter their level of experience, go through an orientation like this. The rules are laid out, and if you don’t follow them, there will be consequences. Not playful BDSM style punishments either, but real-life legal consequences. The paperwork you’ll be signing is legal and binding. We take our members’ privacy, comfort, and