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“What do you mean?”
“We need to set up a few scenes in the cave and work through the experience of those.”
“Do you mean like the ones you had me watch the other day?”
“Yes.”
“Who chooses what we do?”
“I will.” I don’t ask the next obvious repetitive question. This time making myself trust him and his knowledge of this lifestyle in hopes he has been able to read what I like and wont throw me into anything I can’t handle .
“I’ll try.”
“Alright, let’s get started then. I’ll go prep the room… you take a shower and be ready in thirty minutes.”
I shower quickly, even taking the time to shave again. Being this up close and personal makes you very aware of your body… not to mention he’s wanting me to go outside of the room today. I’m wrapped in a robe, hoping he’ll allow me to wear it when we go through the house.
My nerves are getting the best of me and for some reason I’m even more jittery with him not near me. You’d think it would be the opposite, but for some reason he makes me feel safe.
Damon returns and before long he’s guiding to one of the play rooms. When we enter, another Dom is using half of the room… I’m guessing to prepare for his own scene. The two men say a few words to each other, both pointing in my direction before the other guy leaves the room.
I kneel patiently like Damon taught me to do when we first started this process, staying perfectly quiet and hoping he can see that I’m really trying. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a man yelling derogatory remarks as he gets closer. It’s only a few seconds until the same man is back in the room, yanking the girl he’s with around the room.
His movements are crude when he shoves her down, making her fall to her knees. A sharp intake of air breaks my silence, but I fight with everything inside me not to interrupt there thing. I’ve learned my lesson with this.
“She’s yours until sun up. That gives you three hours.” He shouts at Damon just before he leaves the room. The girl is sobbing, making me feel sympathetic and scrambling to try to help her.
“On your feet.” Damon’s dark voice echoes through the room, sending both myself and the other girl to our feet. “Stand here Camille. And Kris… you stand here.” He points to two opposite sides of a flat square made of metal tubing. I notice a hook in the center of it and can’t imagine what it’s for.
“Camille… robe off, now. And both of you kneel.” We’re facing opposite of each other when I slide my silk material off my shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor. Damon kicks it to the side when he gets near then moves my legs so that I’m straddling the metal before he latches me in place.
I hear two more latches and assume they’re for her. He pulls my wrists together, this time actually tying them tight behind my back. He must connect us together, because I can feel a tug when he’s working on hers.
Sure enough, he pulls her to her feet, sending me bent backwards to cover the tension in the rope. “You two will need to learn to work together, without ever saying a word to each other. Your job is to satisfy your Dom at all costs… sometimes that’s allowing him what he wants. At times that may not be you.” My insides twinge just thinking about him trying to have sex with another woman while I’m in the room. I know this is supposed to be for show, but I’ve had to think more of him than that just to allow myself to come into this house and attempt this.
Damon circles us both and it’s only a few seconds before the other girl allows some slack in the rope to relieve me just slightly. My muscles are already burning from our earlier escapades, but I can only imagine what she’s been through.
“Take turns standing. You’ll hear an alarm when it’s time to switch.” He places chains over my shoulders weighing me down. Then I hear him do the same to her.
I really wish it was just me in this room, but it’s not. I don’t miss the irony that I was just feeling lonely not that long ago. I want to dislike her out of jealousy, but given the situation we’re both in, it’s hard to do. She has to be just as scared as I am.
Chapter Nineteen
I’ve been counting between alarms. Two minutes. That’s how long it is before we have to switch positions. The fall to our knees is brutal, no doubt bringing bruises and cuts out with each switch.
I haven’t made a sound. She hasn’t tried to talk to me, which I’m so thankful for. I hear the door open just after I’m allowed to stand for the tenth time. I’m gritting my teeth and holding my mouth closed when Damon returns.
He looks me up and down before he moves behind me… I’m assuming so he can inspect her as well.
“You passed my endurance test.” I watch him slide a knife from the sheath just before he cuts us free. “Very flexible… not all submissives can do what I just had you both do. Many would’ve bailed.” He’s speaking directly to me even though he’s loud enough for her to hear as well.
“Are you up for more?”
Even though I’m not sure I am, I nod yes to him. I’m not one to admit defeat very easily, so it’ll take something extreme for me to end this now that I’ve started.
His strong hands massage my shoulders and arms, bringing the feeling back to everything as he does. “This is after care. A good Dom will always relieve you once you’re finished. I glance down at my legs and hate how tore up they look. Now I’m aching for a hot bath.
“Camille… assume the position and don’t move until I call for you.” I slowly move to my knees, wincing as I make contact. He frees the other woman and even massages her just like he did me.
