Page 65 of Dark Bonds

“I know, baby girl. Sleep now, it’s late.”

The last I remember was each of their arms wrapping around me and then I fell asleep.

JASON

? ?? Take the pain, take the pleasure, I’m the master of both…???

It was my in-person interviews rotation and I couldn’t possibly be dreading it more than I was. Sasha had booked mine for the day and had clearly had some fun doing so. I groaned when I saw nine interviews on my list for the day. She’d been kind enough to do both Doms/Dommes and subs, so there was some chance that I wouldn’t be surrounded by a bunch of arrogance for the day. This was my least favorite of the three tasks the managers were helping with. I took a deep breath and opened the office door.

“Jane? Come on in.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

She walked into the office and sat in the chair I motioned to. She was a tiny thing, barely 5’ tall and maybe a hundred pounds, soaking wet. She kept her eyes to the floor in a submissive state.

“Jane, you don’t need to call me Sir and, please, look at me. My name is Jason and I’m one of the managers here.”

Her eyes snapped to me and her bottom lip trembled. This girl was not going to be a good fit for Inhibition or any other club for that matter. She was like a scared rabbit. Nonetheless, I didn’t want her to feel bad, so I opted to do the interview anyway. It was possible she would surprise me.

“I thought I was supposed to call everyone here Sir or Mistress,” she said quietly.

“Not at all,” I smiled. “I can see from your questionnaire that you are familiar enough with the BDSM lifestyle to know what a scene is. When you’re doing a scene, it may be required to use Sir or Mistress, but it’s not necessary when speaking to people around the club. You also don’t have to stare at the floor.”

“I thought that maybe I wouldn’t be accepted as a member if I didn’t.”

“Jane, we expect the respect of all members toward each other. We demand the rules of the club be followed. But the point of the club is for people to be able to enjoy themselves. You don’t need to act like a scared little mouse. Not here.”

I could practically see her relax and she smiled.

“I honestly didn’t know what to expect when I came. From the research I did, Inhibition is the best of the BDSM clubs here. The stories you hear about some of the others are terrifying.”

“Regardless of how today goes, I’m happy that you have researched things. This is not the kind of thing you want to enter into without it.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“What are the chances you’re actually going to accept me as a member?”

“When you first walked in, it wasn’t likely. I may have jumped to conclusions I shouldn’t have, though. Why don’t we get started?”

“Okay. Fire away,” she grinned.

“Some of the questions I ask will be the same as what you answered online, but it’s impossible to get a read on someone without being face to face. You’ve already told me why you chose Inhibition, so why don’t you tell me why you want to belong to a club?”

“All of the people in my life… family, co-workers, and friends… are all very buttoned-up. You’ll find plenty of women who act submissively, but never any men. There is nothing but missionary sex, though no one actually speaks of it, and no one would dream of anything as risqué as spanking. I’ve always felt like the odd one out because I don’t want the same things they all do. I feel alone in most things because I don’t fit in and have no one to talk to about it.

“Belonging to a club? It’s like… it’s like giving myself permission to be me. It would mean finally making friends with people that are like me. I would have people to teach me, that I could ask for help from, and that would protect me.

“I might not seem like your first choice for membership, but I can guarantee you three things. I will learn and follow every rule the club has, including the respect of the other members. I will take every opportunity to soak up the knowledge from anyone willing to share it.”

“And the third thing?”

“You won’t, for even a second, regret the decision to invite me into the Inhibition family.”

I chuckled at that and stood to shake her hand.

“Jane, you’ve surprised me and I apologize for my snap judgment.”

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