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Lilith

Week three of training, Saturday morning, the Sensations Sub Academy, Forest Avenue, Mercer Island, WA…

“By a show of hands, who of you can swallow cock?”

Lilith stiffened at the question, her cheeks heating as Mistress Ruby’s gaze drifted past her to count the hands. There was no way she was lifting hers. A cock being forcefully thrust down her throat didn’t count as her being able to swallow. It was the one aspect of kink Rocco had spoiled for her. She hated giving blowjobs.

“Fellatio. That’s the topic of today’s lesson.” The Domme smiled as she looked around the room. “Except it’s about more than just fellatio, it’s about cock worship, and this is the perfect opportunity for you to prove that as a good submissive, you are able to learn something you have never done, prefer not to do, or just plain hate doing. It’s about being so focused on giving pleasure instead of receiving that you become lost in it yourself.”

Today was going to be a big test for Lilith. Listening to the lecture, she couldn’t help but question her skills, which she had been relatively confident about until Rocco had decided she was going too slow and almost choked her the first time he fucked her throat.

In a normal sexual relationship, the how she felt and what she wanted kind of approach to oral sex worked, but she now knew there was more to it, most definitely more than what Rocco forced on her. Mistress Ruby made her realize it had to do with achieving the purpose of meeting the exact needs of the Dom in the best way you possibly could.

“Now, I want you to pay attention to the demonstration and follow what I do with the dildos in front of you. You will do two practice rounds, then go to an allocated private room where you will be evaluated for your skill by one of the training Masters.”

Although Lilith paid attention, and in her view fared particularly well in practice, her mind went blank once she realized she would have to bury the disgust she had for oral sex and perform on a flesh-and-blood Master or fail the evaluation.

“Wonderful,” Mistress Ruby praised once the second training round was completed. “The instructions and a list of classroom numbers where you will be evaluated are on the notice board at the door. One warning, trainees. You are not allowed to come during this evaluation. Now, off you go. Do not dally. The Masters are all busy with training and don’t have time to waste.”

Lilith’s legs were wobbly when she walked into the allocated room, which was slightly darker than usual.

“Goodness. This is training, not preparation for seduction,” she muttered as she looked around the room, which had a soft glow and a sensual ambience that relaxed her tense muscles.

As per the instructions, Lilith removed her clothes, leaving on her lingerie, before kneeling in front of a Georgian-style armchair. Breathing in deeply, she settled in the nadu position and waited, conscious of the lecture that had mentioned the importance of being in the right headspace to achieve success.

“Easier said than done,” she mumbled as she tried to empty her mind and focus but was hampered by the insecurity of not knowing who was going to evaluate her. Not that it mattered. All the Masters were equally likable and treated them all with respect.

It was week three of the training. Since they had four weeknight sessions and two on a Saturday at the club, it added up to quite a number of hours of learning and soaking up the wonder of the lifestyle she had truly only discovered now. It also indicated the number of days since she had last seen Master Crow, and for that matter, how much time had passed in failing to find a way to seduce him… or rather Hunter Sutton.

“Can’t really seduce someone who has disappeared into thin air, now can I?” Except since she knew who he was, Lilith had no desire to continue. It was a fucked-up plan, and since she now believed the only one it would truly benefit was Rocco, she had to find a way to make Gustav realize it, too. One way or the other, they had to get rid of his toxic presence at the company. The only problem was that he would spike the price of his shares, knowing they didn’t have the capital at the moment to buy him out.

With a sigh, she turned her attention to the matter at hand. As difficult as it was to focus and relax, so was it to imagine having to put the necessary feeling that was needed into giving fellatio, especially since it was a very intimate act to perform on a stranger.

“Concentrate, Lilith. Just think of what Mistress Ruby had said. Focus on the desire within to please your Dom.” Her attention was distracted by a small black clicker on the side table next to her. The door opening behind her made her start, and she dutifully cast her eyes downward.

The rustle of clothing was indicative of the Master making himself comfortable in the chair. Lilith didn’t move. She waited with bated breath.

“Very good form, Ember. You’re off to a good start.”

“You!” Lilith gasped in surprise and couldn’t prevent her eyes from lifting to stare at Master Crow—or Hunter, as she thought of him lately.

His eyebrows lifted in mock derision.

“You were doing so well to control your reactions, only to fall off the ship in the next breath.”

Breathing deeply in an effort to calm her mind and relax, she lowered her eyes again.

“My apologies, Master Crow.”

“Apology accepted.” A thrill of pleasure chased the brief caress as he swiped her hair back over one shoulder. “Now, you may look at me.”

With a slow sweep of dusty eyelashes, she locked eyes with him.

“I didn’t expect to see you,” she croaked and immediately cleared her throat, annoyed at how insecure she sounded.

“Does that mean you’ve been looking for me?” A ghost of a smile split across his face. “You shouldn’t let the other Masters hear that. They may feel slighted.”

Lilith forced her fingers not to tighten into fists. He looked so good, sexy, and dangerous in black jeans and a tight t-shirt that strained against the muscles rippling across his chest.

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