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Chapter 134

I was walking between Josh and Mike as we made our way toward the entrance. Once inside, I handed over my ID, filled out some paperwork, and held out my wrist so the woman checking me in could slip a bracelet around it. Josh led us through the lobby door and, I was surprised to see several seating areas spread around the room. A small bar along one side of the room sold water, soda, and other non–alcoholic drinks. Josh led me toward the bar while the others found some seats. I was still looking around curiously as I helped Josh carry drinks back for everyone.

“What are you thinking, baby girl?” Josh asked. Wrapping his arm around me.

“It’s just different than I was expecting,” I admitted.

“This is a common area for people to sit and visit. The dungeon where people play is through those doors,” He said, nodding to a set of black double doors in the fall wall.

I handed Mike and Drew water bottles before sitting next to Mike and continued to watch as more people came in from the lobby. Josh took the empty seat next to me and leaned closer to me. He quietly explained that tonight was a class for beginners to get a feel for what the club was like and what it had to offer.

A few minutes later, the doors to the dungeon opened, and a tall man announced that the new members‘ class would begin shortly. He also told everyone that the dungeon and other rooms would be open to use once the class was over and that the new members were welcome to stay. Yeah, if we stayed after the class, there would be no playing, there were too many people, and I was not interested in being naked in front of anyone but my guys.

I followed the guys into the dungeon and over to where some chairs were set up around a raised platform. We took our seats, and a few minutes later, a tall, red–haired woman wearing a black corset and lace panties walked onto the platform.

“Good evening, everyone,” She said, stepping onto the platform. “For those new to the club, my name is Luna, and this is Master Dominic. “Tonight, we will discuss the power exchange between dominant and submissive.”

As she spoke, the man stepped up behind her, slid his hand along her nape, and rested there. Luna’s whole body seemed to melt into the contact. I will admit I was a little envious of how at ease she looked up there in front of everyone.

“Master Dominic gripping my neck was a non–verbal command, but it’s giving me the chance to play,” She said as she knelt before him. “If I want, or I can just relax. “You should always have good communication in any dominant and submissive relationship,” Master Dominic continued.” Luna’s response of kneeling tells me she wants to play, and we can continue…”

For the rest of the class time, they talked about the dynamic of a full power exchange that had very little to do with sex and everything to do with communication, both verbal and nonverbal. The talk turned into doing scenes together and the importance of communication dictating how a scene goes. Even if a scene was previously agreed on, things can change because it’s about what the submissive or dominant needs or can offer.

By the time the class ended, I was more than curious to learn everything I could and was looking forward to talking to Josh and Mike more. The guys led me back to the common area, where Luna and Dominic were chatting with the others who had attended class. Josh led us over and greeted the couple, then introduced me as their girlfriend. They smiled when they welcomed us warmly, not commenting on our relationship dynamic. We chatted with them for a while, promising to return for more classes.

We were heading back to the SUV, Mike walking next to me and linking his hand with mine.” So what did you think?” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Well, it was a lot different than I was expecting. I don’t think most mainstream media truly understands this lifestyle,

“Ture,” Mike agreed. “I have seen and read many things that are very inaccurate.”

When we got to the SUV, Mike let go of my hand, and I climbed into the front seat again. As Patrick drove us back toward the house, I listened to the others debate on how to spend the rest of the evening.” I know what I’m going to be doing,” I said, looking at the guys behind me when it was obvious that they were not going to devise a plan.

“What’s that sweetheart?” Jake asked.

“Pajamas, popcorn, and a movie sound like the perfect way to spend the evening,” I told them, and they all quickly agreed.

Once we were home, everyone headed off to their rooms to change. I had just changed into sleep shorts and a T–shirt when there was a knock on my door.

“Come in,” I called, and Mike stepped inside.

“Damn, you already changed. He grumbled, and I just laughed.

“Sorry. Next time, I will wait for you,” I teased as I walked into his arms and hugged him.

“Whatever you want, honey,” he said, kissing my head and holding on.

“I’m sorry things have been so crazy. I missed you,” I said into his chest.

“Honey, you and I are fine. I know you love me, and we will have time together, so I came here. I hoped I could call dibs about sleeping with you tonight.”

“Yes, I would like that,” I promised, standing on tip toes to press a kiss to his lips.

“Good, come on,” He said, tugging me into the living room.

“Hey, guys, I called dibs for Em’s bed tonight,” Mike said, and he sat on the couch and pulled me into his lap. The others all groaned and I ducked just in time to miss the popcorn that was thrown at him.