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“Yes. Do you ever run on a treadmill?”
“Yes,” she said cautiously. “I’m more of a walking or hiking person, but yes.” Was he going to critique her body or fitness?
If he was about to veer into degradation or humiliation…
There were also those who used the power exchange to help with lifestyle modification—they wouldn’t or couldn’t go work out on their own, but would if their Dom ordered them to. Josslyn was happy with her body, most of the time. She was midsized according to fashion, which meant buying clothes was an adventure, and sitting like this she had a rounded stomach, but her body did what she needed it to do. If Master Ben was about to—
“Treadmills have an emergency stop button, or string, right?”
“Yes.”
“If you have to hit that button, something has gone wrong. It’s going to abruptly stop.
“But treadmills also have controls—incline, speed, etcetera. All those can be adjusted.”
Josslyn thought she saw where he was going with this and nodded.
“If you’re going too fast, working too hard, the correct response is not to keep running until you’re in danger of hurting yourself or falling, and then slam the emergency button.”
“No, it’s not, Sir,” she agreed.
“The logical thing to do is to adjust the speed and intensity. Maybe temporarily.”
“Interval training,” Josslyn murmured with a smile, now fairly sure Master Ben wasn’t planning to pass her off to someone else.
“Exactly. Or maybe it’s time to start cool down.”
“So, you treat the scene like it’s a treadmill,” she said when he’d finished.
“No, I treat my submissives like they’re on a treadmill, and I’m standing beside it, helping select the settings.”
She wondered if he were a personal trainer in real life. It was a tad passè to ask members what they did for a living, since Las Palmas was, for many, an escape from who they were in the outside world. No, usually trainers were encouraging, and he was direct to the point of confrontational.
“For me, a sub using a safeword is like hitting the emergency stop. I’ve pushed her too hard, for too long, and didn’t notice she, or more actually we, were reaching a point of no return. Instead, I check in as I work my sub, and decrease the metaphorical speed and incline as needed.”
“I understand, Sir. But on a practical level, what does that look like? Because I’ve heard that sometimes subs don’t realize they’re approaching a limit until they’re there.”
“True, but the body knows.” He flattened his palm against her pussy, applying firm pressure. “I watch my sub’s breathing, and their body language. Is she holding her breath?” Master Ben pressed the heel of his hand against the top of her pussy, almost grinding down on her. The pressure against her clit was delicious and…
And she was holding her breath.
She let the air out noisily.
He made a pleased noise. “Like that.”
“I see.” It was a rout response. Her attention was focused on her sex, on the pressure against her vulva and clit.
“I will ask you how you are, what you’re feeling, with the understanding that you might not always be in a place to be self-reflective.”
He worked the heel of his hand in a small circle. Josslyn threw her head back, hissing in pleasure.
“If you need to use your safeword, you will. What is your safeword?”
“Eggs. I’m allergic to them.”
“Good to know. Have you ever used the stoplight method?”
“Yes, Sir.”
