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She smiled awkwardly. “So …”
Porter’s eyes crinkled with his grin. “I see you have questions, so we’ll let you two get to them. Enjoy yourself tonight, Ella.” He turned to Kenzie. “Come with me, little troublemaker.”
Kenzie stood from the couch, smirking at Porter, then followed. That’s when Ella noticed a few welts on her back and many sore-looking red marks on her bottom. “Is she okay?” she asked Kyler.
His gaze swept to Kenzie’s back before he smiled to Ella. “Kenzie likes rough play that leaves her marked up.” He gestured to the woman on the bench. “You see Dani there on the spanking bench? She doesn’t. See how her bottom is just nice and red—without the marks? That’s as far as a Dom will take her.”
Ella tried to get a handle on the situation. “So, the woman decides what she can handle?”
“Yes.” Amusement twinkled in his gaze, as well as in his voice. “Club Sin submissives set out their limits and decide how far they’ll go before play. But that doesn’t mean a Dom won’t push on those limits as far as he can.”
“Oh,” was Ella’s dry reply.
Kyler’s eyes softened as he ran a thumb over the back of her hand. “You have questions, Ella. It’s okay to ask them.”
Geesh, where to start? At the beginning, she figured. “Why does Porter not have the same tattoo I’ve seen on you and Dmitri?”
“The dragon tattoo is the Club Sin symbol. It means that the men who wear it are experienced Doms.”
“And you’re an experienced Dom?” At his nod, she considered. “A Dom is basically a man who knows kinky sex?”
A burn flickered like fire in his eyes. “A Dom is a man who has practiced BDSM for many years, like me. I’ve been in the lifestyle for ten years now. And it means that the Dom knows how to handle a submissive. As in, he knows when to hold her hand if she needs it and he knows when to give it to her rough if she needs that, too.”
Desire rushed into her core, wetting her, preparing her … for what? “How did you know you wanted to get into BDSM?”
“When I thought of sex as a teen I always envisioned the kinkier side. It was a natural progression, so much so I eventually joined the public BDSM club in Vegas, Chains.”
She grinned. “The rest is kinky history, right?”
“Precisely.” He winked.
Kinky images with Kyler flashed in her mind. She shook her head to clear it, and continued. “Are all these people single?”
“Some are in relationships, some are not.” He hesitated, drawing in a long breath. “But to answer your question more specifically, the majority of the members like casual sex. The submissives offer themselves to any Doms in the club who wish to play with them.”
Ella considered that. “Do the submissives have a choice of who they play with?”
Kyler regarded her, seeming to choose his words carefully. “Typically, the submissives don’t want the choice. That is part of submission. Of course, a sub can always use the club safe word, which is dragon. That single word is a dead stop to any scene and is there to protect a submissive. But as for choices, once a submissive sets out her limits, she does not get any choices in a scene.”
Ella scrunched her nose, not sure if she liked that. “You mean that’s the submission part in it all, giving yourself over completely in a scene and having no say in what happens to you in it.”
“That is part of submission, yes. The submissives are giving their bodies over to the Doms because they trust the Doms will take them to a place higher than they could go on their own.”
“What if a woman doesn’t want to have sex with someone?” She folded her arms, leaning back against the couch. “Are you telling me she can’t say no?”
He leaned in, erasing the distance she’d put between them. “That Dom would be added to that submissive’s hard-limit list, which is a document you will fill out before you join. Hard limits are always followed by a Club Sin Dom.” He smiled at her, and added, “As in, if you joined Club Sin, you could add to your hard limits that you will only play with me.”
Whew!
An interesting question arose, one she couldn’t push away. “Have you had sex with all the women here?”
He watched her, obviously considering her. “I’m aware that you probably won’t like the answer I’m about to give, so let me put it this way: I have never brought a vanilla girl into Club Sin in hopes that she would enjoy what she saw. Nor have any of the submissives in this room garnered enough interest for me to take them to dinner.”
So, he has slept with a lot of them. Oddly enough, she found that his answer comforted her. She couldn’t find jealousy within her, only happiness that he told her the truth and his focus remained on her. “Okay.”
His chin dipped, bringing his eyes in direct line with hers. “No harsh feelings about that?”
She thought it over and then shook her head. “Not when you put it that way.” Why be jealous over women he clearly stated he didn’t want?
