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“The sub has been with her Master for two months,” Martin told them. “She’s collared. This is the first time she has consented to being in an exclusive arrangement, and they’re having trouble with obedience. In my opinion, he has been too lax with her, but it’s up to him to correct it. Unless, of course, he asks me to step in and correct the problem.”
The Dom had moved in front of the sub as he continued to flog her in quick succession. The tops of her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach, and between her thighs. Kayla tensed each time the suede connected with the sub’s flesh.
“Does that hurt her?” she whispered.
“No.” Julian rubbed her back. “Would you like to try it?”
When she nodded without looking at him, he realized she was mesmerized by what she witnessed.
“Maybe tonight,” he said. How he’d like to see her skin prickle with excitement as he introduced her to a flogger.
“How well are you doing with orgasm control?” Martin asked. “Can she come on command?”
Kayla stared at Martin, shock in her expression.
He gazed into her eyes, challenging her, waiting for her to back down. She did within seconds, turning her attention to the couple behind the glass.
“You watch,” Julian said. “Martin and I will discuss what we’re trying to gain by coming here.”
Kayla sank into Julian’s chest, resting her head on his shoulder as she observed the scene unfolding before her. Julian took her hand in his and interlocked their fingers as Martin sat beside them. He observed Kayla as her wide eyes focused on the couple on the other side. The Dominant had abandoned the flogger for the riding crop. Julian recalled how much his girl enjoyed the crop.
“How far would you like to take this?” Martin asked. “How involved would you like for me to be?”
“I’d like for you to be an integral part of the scenes,” Julian replied. Kayla squeezed his hand in hers, but he continued his conversation with Martin. “Of course, Kayla will have the final say.”
“Yes. Safe, sane, and consensual.” Martin nodded. “I’ll follow your lead and monitor Kayla’s body language. I won’t push her any further than she can handle.”
Julian stroked Kayla’s arm, hoping she understood that nothing would happen that she didn’t allow.
“It will take us a few sessions to learn one another, but I’m confident we’ll fall into a solid rhythm. I can show you techniques that will benefit you both.”
Julian looked up at the glass when Kayla wiggled in his hold. The Dom had unshackled the sub from the cross and moved her into the center of the room. The woman dropped to her knees.
“What are they doing?” Kayla asked.
“The scene was too intense for the sub,” Martin explained. “She may have used her safe word or asked her Dominant to slow down. He’s giving her time to regroup.”
The sub sank to the floor, dropped her head, and waited as her Dom stood behind her. He was speaking to her, probably trying to reassure her and keep her in the right frame of mind.
“I think we’ve observed enough for today,” Julian said. “I wanted Kayla to see how the rooms were set up and what it was like to play here.” He didn’t want to overwhelm her with too many visuals their first time at Master M’s.
“Why don’t we go to my office and talk for a bit?” Martin stood from the sofa and extended his hand for Kayla. “I’d like to hear Kayla’s thoughts on what we’re about to embark on.”
Kayla looked to Julian for guidance. He nodded and smiled, because he needed her to feel comfortable with Martin. Kayla tentatively raised her shaky hand for Martin to take. Julian rubbed her back, assuring her she would be fine.
“Julian is coming with us,” Martin said as he took her hand and led her to the door. “He will be with us whenever I’m with you. I’m just here to guide and deepen your experience.”
“Kayla and I will discuss all of her limitations before we formally come together.” Julian followed them down the hallway. “Until this point, we’ve been very light when it comes to the lifestyle.”
“I’m intrigued how you two came together.” Martin opened his office door and led Kayla inside. “Please, have a seat.” He motioned toward the couch. “May I sit with her?”
“Please.” Julian moved to stand behind Kayla once she took a seat, resting his hand on her shoulder, he hoped his presence would calm her. Her normal olive complexion was pale, and he could see she fought the urge to crack her knuckles.
“As I was saying,” Martin continued. “You sought Julian out at his club.”
“I wasn’t exactly seeking Julian out.” Kayla’s voice was barely above a whisper. “He pursued me, quite relentlessly.”
“I saw a spark.” He looked down at her, recalling those first few meetings when she insisted she needed to be dominated, but had no clue what that meant. That was about to change. Coming to Master M’s would be a whole new experience. One that he hoped would be pleasurable for both of them. “She thought she knew what she wanted, but she was misguided.”
