“Good. Mac is working the door tonight, and I have the other Masters rotating on the floor and the private rooms. I’ll be on the floor with Chloe tonight, if anything is needed.”
“Thanks, man. We’ve trained subs before,” I responded, and chuckled at the thought. I was slightly nervous for some reason and, honestly, it was a foreign feeling to me. I’d never been nervous to train a submissive before or scene with one; the atmosphere of planning an activity whether rope work or impact play usually excited me. It wasn’t always about the sex, just about the submission of the submissive, their willingness to please and be pleased. Hell most nights I have a line begging for me to take them into my dungeon room.
Emma. It had to be the idea of seeing her that had me worked up. I didn’t know why she had me all fucked up, but she did. I grabbed the five sets of collars and cuffs and headed toward the dungeon floor. Tonight was going to be simple. I was going to explain the rules and protocols of the club, introduce the Master Doms that would be assisting from time to time, and go over the surveys with the subs on an individual basis, while Devlin and Sarah monitored the rest of the group.
With the exception of Emma and Jack, all of the trainees had experience within the lifestyle and as subs. They were part of the program so that we could help match them with a Dom. Plus, two of them also wanted to be house subs, an idea that Lucas and I were toying with. Callie was not technically a house sub, but she made herself available to just about anything or anyone. Lucas and I had both had our share of scenes with her, and she’d been quite bratty since Chloe had become Lucas’s submissive.
I rounded the corner from the hallway that lead to the floor, and saw the subs kneeling in the area that I had roped off earlier. I specifically chose the area towards the back of the floor, right in front of the large black St. Andrew’s cross that Emma had focused on during her interview.
“Good evening, pets. You all look fantastic tonight.” I could see them all smile in response to the praise.
“Tonight is going to be more of an orientation than anything else. I am going to go over protocols and rules, tell you what is expected of you, and present you with your training collars.” I paused a moment before continuing. “I will also be speaking with some of you individually about your questionnaires. Since some of you already have experience, tonight will focus primarily on the newbies.”
I glanced over at the trainees and they all nodded their heads in acknowledgement. I radioed into my ear piece to have Devlin and Sarah join me.
“I have asked Master Devlin and Mistress Sarah to help tonight. Jack, you will be working with Mistress Sarah during your training sessions unless another Dom wants to scene with you. Understood?”
“Yes.” He responded looking at Sarah then back at me.
“Yes what, Jack?” I demanded back.
He was hesitant with his answer, “yes, sir?”
“Very good. I assume you all read the rules and remember that any male or female Dominant will be called Sir or Ma’am. There are members that are Dominants, and then there are Master Doms, identified by a gold arm band. The Master Doms, such as Devlin, Sarah and I, will be referred to as Master and our respective names; Sarah will be referred to as Mistress Sarah. If we ask you a question, you are to respond with Sir or Ma’am. Is that understood?”
A slew of “yes sirs” came from them at once. I glanced over at Emma, and watched as she shivered when our eyes made contact. I was positive she felt the same thing I felt. There was this burning lust and passion that was there. I was royally fucked.
“Overall, you are to follow the guidelines that were handed to you with your questionnaire. I am responsible for your safety while you are in training. I will make the final decisions on who you scene with, what you are allowed to do, and how you will be dressed while inside the club.” I paused, glanced at the trainees and then continued.
“There will be individual sessions for training, but you are required to be here with the group on both Friday and Saturday nights, as most of the members frequent the club those nights. Any questions so far?” I waited for the subs to shake their heads and respond with “no, sir.”
“Good. I am going to present you with your collars and cuffs. You are to wear these while you are here. You are not allowed to place them on yourself or remove them. You will bring them to me or the Master Dom overseeing you. Understood?” I pointed to Devlin and Sarah for emphasis. “Tonight you will remain clothed as this is your first session.”
Another round of “yes, sir.”
“Devlin, if you can hand the sets to me.” I turned to Devlin and he started with Jack’s.
“Here you go, Marc.”
“Thanks.” Turning back to my trainees, “these collars and cuffs have been custom made for you, and, as you can see, are fitted with colors. These colors signify the answers to the questions that you answered on the application. Anal is yellow, bondage is blue, intercourse is green, orange is for receiving oral, purple is for giving oral, red is for partner flexibility. All of the Master Doms know the classifications, and will not allow any scene to be done that goes against what you have agreed to.”
A hand rose up from one of the female subs. “Yes, Serena?”
“Sir, what if our preferences change?”
“Good question. We will adjust the collar and cuffs. No worries. Now let’s get you collared and cuffed.”
Sarah collared Jack and Devlin ended up collaring Serena and Kensie, while I collared Becky and finally Emma.
“Emma, look up.” My command was quick and to the point. She slowly lifted her gaze until our eyes met. I took the collar and placed it around her neck, pausing as I ran my fingers around her throat to the back to fasten the collar. I gently brought my fingers back to her throat, slower than I should have. But the electrical charge between us was enormous. I leaned down and whispered into her ear, “You felt that too. I know you did. I saw the way your body reacted to my touch. You don’t know how bad I want to fuck you in my room.”
Her body flushed a light pink color. Yeah, she definitely liked the sound of that. “Your hands, pet. Hold them out to me.”
She did as requested and I placed the cuffs on her wrists. I couldn’t wait to lock them behind her and bend her over the sawhorse in my dungeon. We might just have to start her individual training tonight. A smile crested my lips.
“Alright subs. Jack you will go off with Sarah. Devlin will be taking Kensie and Serena. Alice and Emma will be assisting Sam with the delivery of drinks to the members, and I will be watching all of you. Enjoy the night.”
As I dismissed the subs, I watched as Emma headed toward the bar. She was turned on and aroused. Edgy. But she also seemed defeated. I was going to change that by the end of the night. Or was I? As much as I wanted her, I knew I couldn’t have her – yet.
Chapter 6-Emma
Serving the drinks to the members allowed me to watch what was going on. It didn’t really help me that Marcus had me more on edge than I had originally been. The sight of him in his leathers and black t-shirt and the leather cuffs on his wrists had sent my hormones into overdrive. I was wetter than I remembered being in a while, and I ached for a release. Just thinking about him fucking me in his room sent my mind elsewhere.
“Emma?” A deep voice jarred me out of my thoughts.
Turning around I looked for where the voice had come from. Standing behind me was Sam, the bartender. “I’m sorry, sir. How can I help you?”
“Can you please take these drinks over to Master Marcus and his guest? They are sitting on the sofas by the big St. Andrew’s Cross.” Sam passed two drinks towards me. “The rum and coke is Marcus’s, the beer is for his guest.”
“Thank you, sir. On my way.” I picked up the tray and headed to the area Sam had mentioned. When I saw Marcus lounging on the couch, talking with his guest, my mind wandered again. I found myself overly stimulated by his presence, and almost tripped on the stairs. I happened to bump into another sub, who I believ
e was named Callie.
“What the fuck? Watch where you are going, newbie.” Her voice matched the horrific look on her face. She was pissed.
“I’m sorry. I really am. I didn’t see you there.” I looked around for a place to set the tray down, but there wasn’t one.
“You should be sorry. Who do you think you are? You think you are special because you are new? I see the way you look at him. Keep dreaming, newbie. He doesn’t commit.” Her eyes stared into mine. I didn’t know what her issue was. I didn’t even know her.
“I think you are mistaken. And I really don’t know who you think you are. If you excuse me I have drinks to deliver.” I turned and headed back in the direction that I was originally headed in.
When I reached Marcus he had a look of concern on his face. “Something you need to tell me, Emma?”
I looked down at the floor and then to my tray, “No, sir. It was nothing.” I placed his drink on the table in front of him and the beer in front of his friend. “Here are your drinks, sirs. Can I get you anything else?” I waited for him to answer. Hoping he would make good on his promise and take me to his private room.
“Emma, we will discuss what happened before with Callie when we are not in the presence of others. For now I want you to kneel on the floor next to me until I decide what your punishment will be for lying to me.” His voice was stern and demanding.
“Yes, sir.” I was humiliated that he had caught my lie, but it felt worse that I had seemed to disappoint him by lying. Yet I was quite aroused by the punishment, sitting so close to him.
Kneeling next to Marcus, I placed the tray on the table and my hands on my thighs. Marcus and his friend talked about life in general as if I wasn’t even there. I didn’t know exactly how long I stayed in the position with my head bowed, looking at the floor. The silence and non-communication from him was killing me. I glanced up at his friend, stealing a more detailed look. He looked familiar, really familiar.
After what seemed like a lifetime, but which, in reality, could not have been more than an hour, I felt a finger sweep my hair back behind my ear and stroke the side of my face. It was soft and sensual in contrast to his calloused fingers. I felt his lips close to my ear. My pussy increased in wetness. The pull that I felt toward him was indescribable. I tried to think of the words to describe it, but they just wouldn’t come to my mind. The man made my insides liquid and stopped my brain from functioning. I had never felt that loss of control with anyone else, ever.
“You are stunning tonight, Emma. I think you have been punished long enough. Now what do you say?” Marcus whispered into my ear. My insides literally melted again. His voice was so sexy in that raspy whisper meant for only me to hear.
“Yes, sir. Thank you for my punishment. I am sorry for lying,” I whispered back, my eyes never leaving the floor.
“Look at me, pet.” His voice demanding. I raised my head and turned to look at him.
“Good girl. This is my friend, Caleb. I’ve decided that he needs a good blowjob and you my love are going to give him one.” I froze. I’d given blowjobs before, sure, but, seriously, I didn’t know if I could go through with it in public.
“Emma, is there a problem?” Marcus was staring at me. I could feel the passion burning my skin. Although my mind was hesitant, I heard myself reply, “no, sir. Nothing is wrong.”
“Good girl. Now please situate yourself in front of him.” I did as I was instructed. My hands were trembling a little and my stomach felt a bit nauseous. I looked up at Caleb, “Sir?”
Caleb smiled at me, and proceeded to lower his zipper on his pants. He pulled out his cock and I gasped. He was bigger than I had imagined, although my mind was all over the place. Fear. Anxiety. Uncertainty.
I felt Marcus’s hand grab my hair and turn my head to face him. “So obedient, sub. Now offer Caleb a condom of your choosing. We do not do anything in the club without protection.” He handed me a basket filled with condoms. I looked through them and noticed that they were flavored. A part of me relaxed with the knowledge that I was not expected to do this raw. The flavored condoms made me laugh.
I sifted through them and picked out chocolate, an interesting concept to say the least. I handed the basket back to Marcus, who smiled at me and brought his lips to my ears. Placing a soft, quick kiss on my neck at the base of my ear, he whispered, “now place the condom on his cock and I will talk you through this. You please him and I will please you.”
A chill passed over my body as I thought about my pleasure and reward from Marcus, the thought heading back to his original statement earlier this evening. “Yes, sir.”
I opened the condom wrapper and rolled the condom over Caleb’s hard length. I could feel his dick twitch as my hands glided down his shaft. He had lowered his pants while I was choosing the flavor du jour. I was a little hesitant. I didn’t think I expected to be giving a blowjob the first night; thought maybe a little introduction would have been first.
“Good girl. Now slowly glide your tongue up and down his shaft.” I took Caleb’s cock in my hand and tilted my head so that I could reach the base of his cock. I opened my mouth, allowing my tongue to settle at the root. I glided it up his shaft and rounded the head before I licked my way back down.
I heard Caleb moan and Marcus acknowledged his pleasure. “Good girl. Now tease his cock a little before you take him deep, pay attention to his balls.” I nodded, even though my cheeks were flushed. My God, this condom tastes like shit, chocolate my ass!
I circled my tongue around the tip of Caleb’s cock as I massaged his balls, slowly coddling them in the palm of my hand. I moistened my tongue again, and made my way back up his erection as I moved my tongue along. I teased the tip of Caleb’s cock as I lightly licked the head in a circular motion, making sure I paid attention to that small sensitive area just on the underside.
“Now take him into your mouth, Emma.” Marcus continued to lead my actions. I circled the bulbous head again, opened my jaw and, rounding my lips to sheath my teeth, took Caleb into me. I slowly forced his cock into my mouth, battling the urge to gag.
“Easy, subbie. Relax and open a little wider to take him all the way.” I did as instructed. Opening my mouth wider, I took a few deep breaths to relax before I attempted to take Caleb any further. Pausing for only a few seconds, I let out a deep breath and moved my mouth lower. Caleb’s erection hit the back of my throat. I took another breath, stifling the urge to gag. The feeling was foreign as the head hit the back of my throat. I usually just did a quick ‘to the back of my mouth, but focus on the head’ type of blowjob. Deep throating was never in my original repertoire.
“Keep going, pet.” Marcus’s encouragement hit my ears. I closed my lips over Caleb and began to speed up my motions. Caleb’s moans urged me to take him deeper and faster. I tightened my lips against his shaft and used my tongue as I moved up and down his cock.
“Oh my god, Emma, that feels so good. Keep going. Take me deeper. You can do it,” Caleb said in hoarse breaths. I took him as deep as I could, as his cock hardened even more. I added my hand to the shaft as I slid up and down, pumping his cock with my mouth and hand. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” Caleb added in the background. I kept my momentum up and felt him stiffen as he shot his warm come into the condom in my mouth. I milked him until I felt him push my head off him. Looking at me, he placed both hands on my face. “That was excellent. Thank you.” I smiled, not knowing what else to do or say. I shifted and noticed the wetness between my legs. I hadn’t realized I was that aroused!
Caleb turned to Marcus as he cleaned himself up. “You have a great girl there, Marc. I think it’s time she received her reward.” My face flushed at the words “you have a great girl.” I wasn’t Marcus’s sub per se, but part of me could see me being his. The look of pride in his face made me instantly wetter.
“I believe you are right, Caleb. Emma, please meet me at the leather padded saw horse behind us.”
“Yes, sir.”
I
couldn’t believe it. I was like a giddy girl in a candy store. I rose off my knees and grabbed the tray that I had placed on the table earlier, and made my way to the saw horse to wait for Marcus, although I wished he would take me to his room.
Chapter 7-Marcus
I had to take a break and gain my composure after watching Emma suck Caleb off. Seeing her move her mouth up and down his dick had mine ready to come. This girl had an effect on me that I hadn’t felt before, not even with April. My mind was racing as I watched her work Caleb, my dick swelled and I was turned on; not something that had happened to me before. I’d watched subs give blowjobs, been part of threesomes, and I’d never been affected like this. Until her. The way her mouth moved up and down over his shaft had my dick ready to explode. The sultry way she shut her eyes as she moved along, sucking him until he came, showed me how much she actually enjoyed the blowjob. I’d never wanted a woman or submissive as much as I yearned for her.
I watched her walk to the saw horse and wait. Her body was aroused, and I could see her nipples were hard through her shirt. A shiver ran through her body, causing her to jerk uncomfortably, and she rubbed her arms to warm them up.
“She’s got a great mouth on her. Have you had the pleasure yet?” The voice of my longtime friend jarred me out of my day dream. I looked back at Caleb and smiled.
“Not yet, although I am not sure I will. She is one of the training subs. I have a responsibility to maintain her safety and train her properly.” My response was generic and rehearsed; a battle with what I actually thought.
Caleb took a sip of his beer as I finished off my rum and coke. “You’re full of shit, man. I can see the way you look at her. It’s different to how you look at the other trainees. I’ve known you a long time, Marcus. Don’t bullshit a bullshitter.”
“You don’t know what you are talking about. Give it up. She is a member, and sub at that. Nothing more. I will not fuck her during her training.”
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