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ChapterTwo
Ava
Istare at Emmett for several long minutes, certain I heard him wrong.Finally, I manage a strangled, “What?”
“Come on the show with me,” he repeats patiently.“You’d have a place to live for the summer and the chance to win some serious money.You could even get your foot in the door for a job at the Helix; I’m sure they have a top-notch marketing and design team, and you’d be in on the ground floor.And there’s no way your stepdad can screw this up for you.I’d sign you up with me, so he’d never even know about it until it was too late.”
“But I’m not into that whole ...um ...scene,” I protest.“I don’t even know how to be a sub.Jeez, Emmett, I haven’t even had sex before!”
Emmett reaches across the table and grabs my hands, holding them firmly in his.“Look at me, Ava.”
Our eyes meet across the table.
“You’d be there with me.All we’re talking about is play-acting for a few scenes when the cameras are rolling.The rest of the time it’d just be you and me hanging out like we do now.But at a kick-ass hotel in Las Vegas!”
“But you and me.We’re not ...Well, you know, it’s not like that between us.”
“D/s isn’t always about sex, although that’s definitely a nice side benefit if both parties are interested.But it’s not a necessity.In fact, a lot of people in the lifestyle don’t ever have sex; they just play.It’s more about trust and control, domination and submission.It’s not a requirement for the show either, although it’s allowed if both parties agree.The Dom gets to choose which private scenes he wants for each episode, so I’ll just never choose one that involves sex.And the rules state that the group challenges can’t include intercourse, so we’re safe there.”
This whole conversation is completely ludicrous, and I feel a case of nervous giggles coming on.I stare at him, trying to keep a straight face.“So whatwouldyou choose?Gagging me and handcuffing me to a radiator?”
Emmett groans.“Cut me some slack, Ava.I said I’m sorry.Am I ever going to live that down?”
“Probably not,” I say with a laugh, reaching for another slice of bacon.“All in all, I think I handled it pretty well.”
“Further proof that you can do this,” he presses.“Seriously, you don’t have to buy into the whole dominance and submission thing, although you may find out you like it if you give it a chance.”
I look at him doubtfully.
“Think of it as an acting job,” he continues, choosing a different tactic.“You’re playing a role.You pretend to be a sub when the camera’s rolling.”
“What does that even mean?”
“It means you allow someone else to control your body and behavior within preset limits.It’s about submitting and giving up control.”
“Why?”The whole concept baffles me.
“Because it’s a complete turn-on.Because there’s freedom for the sub in giving the control to someone else, and for the Dom, there’s a thrilling power in someone trusting you enough to give themselves over completely to you, entrusting you with everything.”
I’m quiet for a few minutes, trying to absorb everything he’s saying.I can’t imagine how I could possibly feel freer giving someone else control.I don’t need someone else telling me what to do.I’m capable of handling my own shit, thank you very much.I’ve been doing it for years.But I have to admit Emmett makes some good points.I doubt we’d win, but going on the show would give me a place to stay, some time to regroup, and possibly even help me get a job.Although I’m certainly not the same caliber of actor that Emmett is, God knows I’ve pretended much worse.But I know nothing about this…lifestyle.
“So, um, what kind of ...what did you call them?”
“Scenes?”
“Yeah, scenes.What kind of scenes are we talking about?”
“Doms will be given a list of scenes and scenarios to choose from once the show begins, so I can’t tell you exactly, but I’m guessing they will include things like spankings, floggings, bondage, orgasms.You know, the usual stuff.”
The corners of his mouth are tipped up and I can tell he’s purposely trying to be flippant, but I can’t quite get past the words and the images they conjure up.
“Floggings?”I ask in horror.“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Ava, I would never hurt you,” he says, his tone serious.“You know that, right?”
I nod.
“Trust me.I’ve been doing this for years.I know what I’m doing.I could flog every inch of your body and I promise you’d feel nothing but pleasure.”
