your guy."
I shuddered. "People actually enjoy stuff like that?"
He shrugged. "Different strokes. And that’s another thing. There may come a time when we go to a public play party or another demo. Some of the things you’re going to see, you probably won’t like. This is fine, but keep it to yourself. The last thing we want in this lifestyle are couples pointing their noses up at whatever they don’t agree with. Me personally? If they enjoy it, I say more power to them. Well, that and it being safe, sane, and consensual."
"What about contracts?"
"Not yet. While you’re on probation, you’ll be trained. I’ll tell you what I like, what I expect, and ask you what you’d like in return. If things continue beyond that point, then we’ll revisit the whole contract situation. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes."
"Do you agree to these terms?"
I swallowed hard. "Yes."
His eyes narrowed. "Yes?"
"Master."
I winced at the word as it rolled over my tongue.
"I saw that." Jake smiled. "It takes some getting used to, but soon it will be second nature. Don’t let it happen again."
I closed my eyes. Chanted the word in the back of my mind. "I won’t, Master."
" Much better." He whispered in my ear. "Now, kneel."
Chapter Ten
I 'd never knelt in front of a Dom before. Dennis would've liked to have called himself one, but he was as far from being a Dom as they came. There were times when he experimented without having any idea as to what he was doing. Most of the time, our 'scenes' happened when he was drunk.
So when Jake ordered me to kneel in front of him, I didn't do it right away. Jake was a lover, but by kneeling, I was allowing him to become more than that. I wanted to obey. To be a good sub. But there was a small twinge of...something—I wasn't entirely sure what it was—but the feeling was there, growing even stronger the longer I waited.
"Are you okay?" Jake asked, his eyes softening the slightest bit.
"Yes, Master."
"Is this making you uncomfortable?"
"I think...maybe a little. Master."
"It's my job as your Dom to intimidate you. Hell, I can even make you anxious. However, if you're scared, then I'm doing something wrong, and I need you to tell me if I am. Kira, am I scaring you?"
"No, Master."
He turned his back to me, but not before gesturing at the floor. "When I turn around, you're to be on your knees like a good little pet, understood?"
My throat was dry. "Yes, Master."
"Continue."
Giving his back a final glance, I lowered to my knees.
I wasn't sure if he wanted me to kneel, or to sit back on my legs. He turned to face me moments later and corrected me when I tried to do the latter. Jake walked behind me, pulled back on my shoulders to make sure my spine was straight before placing my hands behind my back.
I waited for him to say something. Anything.
Silence found me, and even though Jake kept a hand on my shoulder, I suddenly felt terribly alone. Plush carpeting cushioned the area beneath my knees, but I was pretty sure the longer he kept me here, the more uncomfortable I'd become.
Almost as if he could read my mind, Jake said, "You won't be like this for long. We're going to take things slow. I'll only ask you to do what I feel you're more than capable of doing."
I closed my eyes and drew in a handful of steady breaths. I tracked Jake with my mind as he stepped off to one side. In front of me. He lifted my chin so I was looking straight ahead.
He moved off to my side again. Behind me. The other side. Around and around he went, all the while breathing as evenly as before.
Every time he circled, my chest got tighter. My heart beat faster.
"The position I have you in now," Jake said, stepping in front of me. To the side. Behind me. When he spoke again, his lips were right next to my ear. "This is the way I want you when I tell you to kneel." He started walking again. "I won't have my subs slouching, is that understood?"
"Yes, Master."
"Good girl." He approached me again. "Doing
I shuddered. "People actually enjoy stuff like that?"
He shrugged. "Different strokes. And that’s another thing. There may come a time when we go to a public play party or another demo. Some of the things you’re going to see, you probably won’t like. This is fine, but keep it to yourself. The last thing we want in this lifestyle are couples pointing their noses up at whatever they don’t agree with. Me personally? If they enjoy it, I say more power to them. Well, that and it being safe, sane, and consensual."
"What about contracts?"
"Not yet. While you’re on probation, you’ll be trained. I’ll tell you what I like, what I expect, and ask you what you’d like in return. If things continue beyond that point, then we’ll revisit the whole contract situation. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes."
"Do you agree to these terms?"
I swallowed hard. "Yes."
His eyes narrowed. "Yes?"
"Master."
I winced at the word as it rolled over my tongue.
"I saw that." Jake smiled. "It takes some getting used to, but soon it will be second nature. Don’t let it happen again."
I closed my eyes. Chanted the word in the back of my mind. "I won’t, Master."
" Much better." He whispered in my ear. "Now, kneel."
Chapter Ten
I 'd never knelt in front of a Dom before. Dennis would've liked to have called himself one, but he was as far from being a Dom as they came. There were times when he experimented without having any idea as to what he was doing. Most of the time, our 'scenes' happened when he was drunk.
So when Jake ordered me to kneel in front of him, I didn't do it right away. Jake was a lover, but by kneeling, I was allowing him to become more than that. I wanted to obey. To be a good sub. But there was a small twinge of...something—I wasn't entirely sure what it was—but the feeling was there, growing even stronger the longer I waited.
"Are you okay?" Jake asked, his eyes softening the slightest bit.
"Yes, Master."
"Is this making you uncomfortable?"
"I think...maybe a little. Master."
"It's my job as your Dom to intimidate you. Hell, I can even make you anxious. However, if you're scared, then I'm doing something wrong, and I need you to tell me if I am. Kira, am I scaring you?"
"No, Master."
He turned his back to me, but not before gesturing at the floor. "When I turn around, you're to be on your knees like a good little pet, understood?"
My throat was dry. "Yes, Master."
"Continue."
Giving his back a final glance, I lowered to my knees.
I wasn't sure if he wanted me to kneel, or to sit back on my legs. He turned to face me moments later and corrected me when I tried to do the latter. Jake walked behind me, pulled back on my shoulders to make sure my spine was straight before placing my hands behind my back.
I waited for him to say something. Anything.
Silence found me, and even though Jake kept a hand on my shoulder, I suddenly felt terribly alone. Plush carpeting cushioned the area beneath my knees, but I was pretty sure the longer he kept me here, the more uncomfortable I'd become.
Almost as if he could read my mind, Jake said, "You won't be like this for long. We're going to take things slow. I'll only ask you to do what I feel you're more than capable of doing."
I closed my eyes and drew in a handful of steady breaths. I tracked Jake with my mind as he stepped off to one side. In front of me. He lifted my chin so I was looking straight ahead.
He moved off to my side again. Behind me. The other side. Around and around he went, all the while breathing as evenly as before.
Every time he circled, my chest got tighter. My heart beat faster.
"The position I have you in now," Jake said, stepping in front of me. To the side. Behind me. When he spoke again, his lips were right next to my ear. "This is the way I want you when I tell you to kneel." He started walking again. "I won't have my subs slouching, is that understood?"
"Yes, Master."
"Good girl." He approached me again. "Doing
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