AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“In hindsight,” Lawrence admitted, “my disciplinary approach with her might have been heavy-handed. But despite what she may think of me,” he added with a wry smile that made Beau almost like him, Lia’s scathing commentary about him notwithstanding, “I believe in second chances.” He glanced at Anthony, a slight flush moving over his face as he added, “We’ve all needed them from time to time.”
Beau was instantly intrigued by this comment, which seemed to be quite personal. He glanced over at Mark, who gave a small nod, as if to say, “I’ll tell you later.”
“Which brings us back to why Lia’s file is still included on the current trainee list,” Anthony said. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but there seemed to be a genuine spark between the two of you last night that went beyond simply compatible scene partners.”
Beau nodded his agreement, seeing no reason to deny it.
“As I mentioned,” Anthony continued, “Lia didn’t respond well to our multiple-trainer approach. But it’s possible she might do better with a single trainer.”
He leaned forward, fixing Beau with an earnest gaze. “The rapport you established last night might just be the key to reaching her. I know this is a big ask, but if you were interested and had the time, and assuming she is willing, we were hoping you might be open to working with her exclusively while you’re here this week. We understand that you have obligations outside The Enclave that might cut into your time. We can either keep her here with us while you’re down in town, or you can take her with you, if it makes sense to do so. It’s really up to you how you handle things with her. We will, of course, be available at all times to support you in any way you need.”
“Whoa,” Beau said, his mind reeling with the possibilities. “This is definitely an intriguing proposition. I agree, Lia is still searching for something. But I’m not sure I’m the Dom to help her find it. Like I told you during the Zoom interview, I don’t have a lot of formal training in slave training techniques. I operate more on instinct.”
“That’s exactly why we think you might be the right person for the job,” Aubrey interjected. “Lia hasn’t responded well to formal training. She might well respond to a different approach.”
“And what’s the worst that can happen?” Mark added with a smile. “She runs away again? At least we can say we’ve given it our best shot.”
“And, just so you know,” Lawrence added, “Lia has a clean bill of health. No STI’s or any other medical issues. Oh, and she’s on birth control—an IUD, to be precise.”
Beau flushed at the implications of this information. “I thought we were just talking about training here.”
“We are,” Anthony interjected smoothly. “But sometimes slave training, especially when it’s a one-on-one scenario, can lead to, uh, more personal interactions. You indicated in our Zoom interview that you also have no STI’s or any other health concerns we might need to be aware of. Is that still the case?”
Beau would have bristled at this personal probing, but when he thought about how intensive and overtly sexual some of The Enclave training practices were, he recognized they were just taking what for them were basic precautions.
“Yes,” he answered simply. “No concerns.”
Anthony leaned back with a smile. “Excellent. So, what do you think, Beau? Is this something you’d be interested in pursuing? Lia may be a handful at times, but I believe she is sincere in wanting to connect with her inner submissive.”
Beau was impressed by their continued interest in helping one of their past trainees succeed, even after she’d dropped out the first time. And, if he were being totally honest, it would be the perfect way to get to continue where Lia and he left off the night before, without sending her the wrong signal—i.e., that he was interested in getting involved with her on a personal level. No, even if the possibility had flickered through his brain, she was definitely way too young for him.
Training her where experts had failed would no doubt be a challenge, but then, he wasn’t one to shy away from a challenge. He would just need to keep his head on straight and his dick in his pants.
Who was he kidding? He’d made his decision the second the opportunity was offered. No way he was going to turn down the chance to take control of Lia. Their single scene had been beyond intense. Imagine what he could do with a solid week?
Beau met their expectant gazes with a grin. “Count me in.”
Chapter 9
The breakfast meeting broke up soon after his acceptance. They had agreed that, rather than sitting Lia down for the formal contract negotiation that usually preceded Enclave training, Beau would approach her individually with the offer.
After returning to his suite to grab a few things, he went downstairs to find Lia. He scanned the huge living room, seeking her out. The Enclave had been once again opened to the outside guests attending the event. The room was packed with people moving along the various vendor tables perusing the impact toys and other BDSM paraphernalia for purchase.
He eventually spied Lia at one of the tables, identifying her from behind by her pink hair and petite shape. He was pleased to see she had remained naked like the resident slaves, a good sign that she felt at home and at ease at The Enclave, even when not involved in a scene. He stopped just behind her, admiring the faint bruises on her pert bottom from the spanking he’d given her the night before.
She stood in front of a display of slave collars made from soft leather dyed various colors, each one unique in its design. He moved closer.
“One of those would look beautiful around your neck. Maybe one day you’ll earn the right to wear one.”
At the sound of his voice, she whipped around, color suffusing her pretty face. Her lips parted as if in invitation to his cock, which twitched with appreciation. Within a few seconds, however, the mask of insolent amusement he was already coming to know slipped into place.
With a nonchalant shrug, she said, “I already told you, I’m not slave material.” Then she flashed an impish grin, adding, “I was wondering where you’d got to. Figured maybe it was all too much for you.”
Before she could react, he reached for her throat as he had the night before, easily spanning it with his thumb and forefinger. He squeezed gently but with enough pressure to get her full attention. “You figured wrong. I’m only just getting started.”
The lovely erotic fear in her eyes sent a surge of blood through his cock and balls. He squeezed a little harder, watching her pupils dilate and her pretty pink nipples harden.
When he let her go, she stumbled back, gasping. He reached for her shoulders to steady her, letting the ghost of a smile curve his lips. “As to where I was, I was meeting with some of the resident Doms about my tenure here. You were the primary topic of conversation.”
