by Gail DeYoung
Desire’s Awakening
Gail DeYoung
“Submission…the most intimate exchange of power. If this is your goal, let me take you to your limits and beyond.” When Kaitlin reads the Trainer’s ad, she is compelled to answer it. She secretly desires the D/s lifestyle. From the moment their eyes meet, she knows this is what she wants. But nothing could have prepared her for living in the Trainer’s house with six other trainees and a jealous Switch. And she never could have expected her intense attraction to the one man she can’t have.
Sir Damien doesn’t understand why the new girl is so intriguing. He has trained many women in the D/s lifestyle, yet he’s never felt a connection to any of them. It has thus far been easy to remain professional. Kaitlin should have been no different from the others. But somehow she is, and his lust for her is spiraling out of control.
Reader Advisory: Kaitlin’s erotic training is varied and involves some sexy female/female interaction.
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Desire’s Awakening
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Desire’s Awakening Copyright 2009 Gail DeYoung
Edited by Briana St. James
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Electronic book publication October 2009
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Desire’s Awakening
Gail DeYoung
Acknowledgements
The author wishes to express her sincere gratitude to her editor, Briana St. James, for her guidance and unending patience during the amazing transformation of this book.
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Chapter One
“Submission…the most intimate exchange of power. If this is your goal, let me take you to your limits and beyond.”
Kaitlin ran her fingers across the words in the ad and looked out the window of the taxi at the home of the Trainer. This was it, the moment of truth. When the taxi pulled away, she was committed to her destiny. Though she had secretly desired to explore the D/s lifestyle for real instead of the intriguing yet unfulfilling online version she had known, a little voice in her head questioned whether she was ready for such a bold move.
The answer came easily—yes. If she was ever going to do it, there was no better time. Her job had given her a three-month paid leave of absence while they remodeled the clubhouse where she worked and the lease on her one-bedroom apartment had expired. Instead of renewing, she had put her belongings in storage. She had no pets or family to care for, and between direct deposit and automatic payments, all of her obligations were covered. Now she could indulge her curiosity.
She stepped out of the cab, paid the driver and watched him drive away.
“Well, here I go!” Kaitlin squared her shoulders and took a deep breath before walking up the driveway toward the white stucco house with its orange barrel tile roof.
“Are you here for the interview?” A slender young woman dressed in a black corset, sheer thigh-high stockings and black five-inch stilettos greeted Kaitlin at the door.
“Yes,” Kaitlin said, clearing her throat. She wasn’t sure where to look. The young woman wore a blue leather collar. Her nipples peeking over the top of the corset were pierced with small gold rings. Delicate gold chains with a gold weight at the end dangled between her legs. The sight of someone dressed so sensuously turned her on.
“Come in.”
“Thank you.”
The young woman led her to a small waiting room. “Please leave your belongings here and follow me.”
Kaitlin dropped her luggage and purse into the corner of the room and followed her escort. The view from this angle was just as provocative. The young woman’s corset ended just above her buttocks. A small ruffle at the bottom edge of the corset emphasized the swell of her perfectly rounded buttocks, which bore bright red handmarks. Kaitlin could make out the edges of the fingerprints where her punisher’s hand had landed. She couldn’t imagine why seeing a spanked rear end made her so excited, but it was having a definite reaction…one that she had never contemplated. She felt a warm blush coloring her cheeks.
At the back porch, Kaitlin’s escort stopped and pointed to a dark-haired man sunbathing in a lounge chair by the pool, his back to them. Kaitlin walked through an arched trellis covered with pink azaleas and marveled at the natural setting complete with a pool and rock waterfall.
“Come.”
How had he known they were standing behind him when they had arrived so quietly? Kaitlin wondered.
She walked forward slowly, observing the man who neither turned to greet her nor stood when she arrived next to his chair.
“Sit.” His voice had a deep timbre, sensual and commanding.
Kaitlin pulled up a metal patio chair and sat facing her host. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties, muscular and long of limb. His chiseled features were emphasized by wearing his long hair in a ponytail.
“Thank you.”
He ignored her for a few nerve-racking moments while he completed his task of putting information into his handheld scheduler. She fidgeted in her chair, trying to strike an appealing pose. Was she supposed to start the conversation?
Suddenly, he snapped his scheduler shut, set it aside and swung his entire body toward her with his legs spread open. Sitting up, he was a head taller than her. She had never been this close to a more perfect man. Every muscle on his body rippled under smooth skin. A light dusting of hair covered his chest, flowing down in a thin line to the top of his thong. Not only was he commanding in appearance, but so hands
ome he took her breath away. He slowly took off his sunglasses and placed them on the lounge chair next to him. The moment their eyes met, she felt his strong animal magnetism pulling her in. Startled, she raised her chin, straightened her back and stuck out her chest. He grimaced. That was wrong?
“So tell me, why do you want to be a submissive?”
His deep brown eyes slowly swept her body and when they returned to meet her gaze, a tremor of excitement shivered through her. She never knew a man who could make her feel so naked while she was still clothed.
“Six months ago, I discovered an online dungeon. In it, there was a picture of a young, naked woman kneeling on the floor with her hands bound behind her back. A man in black leather stood over her with a whip. I was extremely turned-on by that scene, yet frightened and embarrassed by my reaction. Luckily, a Dominant invited me to join a group of people who play in a D/s online chat room. I became his sub and spent time with them doing online scenes. That is where I learned about the lifestyle. Though it was exciting, I want to try it in person. That is why I answered your ad on the alternative lifestyle website.” Kat hoped she didn’t sound as if she was a babbling idiot.
He stroked his chin.
“I see. When you responded to my ad for submissives and slaves who wished to be trained, you gave me the impression that you wanted to become seriously involved in this lifestyle. But now I’m not so sure. You want to ‘try’ it? Perhaps you’re more interested in role playing than a 24/7 relationship. If a casual, occasional encounter is what you seek, I can recommend several Dominants who specialize in the scene. My primary focus at this facility is training for the ultimate power exchange.”
Kat’s heart beat a staccato rhythm. Her thoughts scattered in a dozen different directions. She desired much more than just playing at being a submissive. No, don’t blow your chance. Taking a deep, fortifying breath, she calmed her nerves and answered.
“No. Please, I’m serious, honestly. Just a little nervous, that’s all. I don’t know what’s expected of me.” Kaitlin twisted her hands in her lap, noting that he watched her every move.
“All right. I understand you are a relative novice to this lifestyle. During your apprenticeship here, you will discover what works for you. One of your assignments will be to search your feelings and be honest with yourself about the type of relationship you are seeking. You will decide whether you can surrender total control to another person as a slave or whether you wish to maintain some level of control in a relationship as a submissive. I will give you an example right now. Open.”
His right hand landed on her knee and at his gentle coaxing, she spread her legs apart. Now she understood why he ordered her to wear a miniskirt with no panties or nylons and a see-through top with no bra. She was sure he could see everything she had to offer.
“Very good. Notice you did not hesitate to comply with my request for you to open your legs. You therefore gave me control of the situation.”
Her foot twitched nervously as his hand crept up her inner thigh. He swung his right leg between hers and nudged her legs a little wider apart. His gaze focused on her breasts and her nipples strained against the fabric. She felt weak and dizzy from the sensual pull he exerted on her.
“At all times, everything is strictly consensual and you are always free to leave. The training you will receive here will teach you how to behave in a manner that is pleasing to a Master or Mistress whether you wish to be a submissive or slave. You will learn how to sit, speak, walk and act appropriately.
“For those Dominants who are interested in the submissives I train, this is a serious way of life. There is a misconception that BDSM is merely about kinky sex, however, that is only a small part of the way we conduct our lives. While here, you will learn about all the nuances that make this lifestyle so attractive to us. With that in mind, do you still wish to enroll in this program?”
His eyes focused on hers, holding her captive while his fingertips explored the edges of her outer lips underneath her skirt. The delicate teasing stoked her desire and her body grew wet and hot. A finger delved into her briefly. Kaitlin tried to close her legs to stifle the yearning building inside, but his leg prevented that action. His thumb flicked her clit and she jumped slightly in her seat. When he took his hand away, he looked at his fingers coated with her moisture then back at her. His smile of satisfaction revealed that he had achieved the desired effect.
Kaitlin took a deep breath. This was what she wanted. She knew it in the core of her being. He had just barely touched her, yet her heart raced and tiny tremors shook her legs. If he continued to look at her like that any longer, she’d orgasm right there.
“Yes, I do.” She tried to sound calm and at ease, but the words came out shaky.
He studied her for what seemed an eternity, making her sweat until he decided.
“All right. Come. Let’s fill out the paperwork. Your training will officially start tomorrow.”
He rose from the seat and walked toward the house. Kaitlin watched the most perfect male ass she had ever seen walking away from her. In order to keep up with his long strides, she quickened her pace. As they passed the young escort, the girl bowed and kept her eyes trained on the ground. Kaitlin wondered if that was something she’d be required to do.
He sat on a red leather stool at the kitchen counter and drew a legal-sized document toward him. Kaitlin took a seat adjacent to him. Picking up a pen, he signed his name on the third page then handed the official-looking document to her.
“Read it carefully. Be sure you understand that you are agreeing to formal training. This is a contract between you and me, stating that what you are doing is consensual and without any impairment to your judgment. It is not binding in a court of law, but helps to define each of our expectations and the length of time this relationship will be in force.”
Kat accepted the pen from him and studied the document before her. Both of their full names had been typed in the first paragraph. The man was professional and proficient. She liked that.
“How long have you been doing this?”
“I have been in the lifestyle fifteen years and training for the last three. I am very competent. In my prior life, I was a paramedic. I have medical knowledge and am familiar with human physiology. You can trust me when I say you will be trained by the best.”
Kat smiled. “That’s good to know.”
“I have also included a BDSM checklist.”
“Yes, I see.”
“Read it carefully. Indicate what you will and won’t do and any ‘maybe’ items. It is extremely important that you communicate openly and honestly with regard to your limits. Ask questions if any of the terms are unfamiliar to you.”
Kaitlin nodded as she listened to his instructions. Though this was the first time she had seen a formal contract, she recognized most of the items on the list as her online Dom had used some of these things while playing out scenarios with her.
“I am familiar with many of these terms, but have not experienced what any of them feel like. If I mark ‘caning’ for example, and discover that the pain goes beyond my limit, is it possible to delete that from the list after the contract is signed?”
“Certainly. I would recommend you mark that ‘maybe’ until you decide.”
Kat smiled gratefully. “Thank you. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this.”
Kaitlin reviewed the list and checked off those items she felt comfortable with. When she came to asphyxiation and cutting, she noted the terms had been crossed out.
“I don’t practice any procedure that could possibly cause harm or death to my clients, so you can be assured that you are safe here.”
“That is comforting to know.” She gave him a weak smile.
“I also need to ask you certain questions pertaining to your limits. Do you have any health problems, such as high blood pressure or sexually transmitted diseases, that I should be aware of?”
“No, nothing.”
“Do you
have any physical limitations? A dislocated shoulder? A bad back from a car accident? Do you wear contacts?”
“No, nothing like that.”
“Do you have breast implants?”
She chuckled and placed her hands across her breasts. “Oh goodness no!”
He nodded. “Just checking. Many girls have them these days.”
“Yes, I know.”
“Have you had any emotional life encounters that might surface during sessions?”
“My dog got run over by a car when I was a little girl.”
“I see. Anything else?”
“No.”
“Since this is your first real-time experience, this is your best opportunity to learn as much as possible. I suggest a one-month training schedule. Everything we do will be safe, sane and consensual. Just so you know, I expect you to be open-minded about your sexual preference.” His gaze met hers again and this time she thought she noticed sadness within them.
“Is there a charge for this?” She flipped through the pages to find any mention of payment for services.
“You don’t pay unless you leave the program early. I receive compensation from the Dominant who will purchase your training package at an auction at the end. After all, the goal of the training is to prepare you for the submissive lifestyle so you can please the Dominant whom you will serve. If you choose to leave the program, you will only pay for room and board during the time you are here.”
“Oh, I see. That’s fair.” Kaitlin hadn’t given much thought to what would happen to her once she completed the training. Now she knew.
“How will I…I mean, my Master, um…who chooses? What if I don’t like him?”
“Don’t worry. As you will learn, their goal is to find a compatible companion. Because most of these relationships become permanent bonds, the selection process is very important for both parties. From time to time, I have Dominants stopping by to inspect my new crop of trainees. I also hold parties to introduce my subs and slaves to Dominants. By the time you have finished the program, you will know more about your preferences and will be able to find a suitable Dominant.”
