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I nibbled on her jaw, kissing her one more time before I stood up to leave. Camila was flushed and the look in her eye was full of hunger.

“Go, Luke.” Genevieve broke our spell.

I walked around the ottoman. “Good boy,” Camila said, making me stumble a little.

The praise shot straight to my cock making me swell even more. I continued to the room she had instructed me to, took my clothes off and laid them on the chair by the door. I stood in the room in only my boxer briefs, shaking the nervous energy out of my limbs.

I took a few deep breaths, popped my neck, centering myself. I had no idea what to expect and that excited me. I wasn’t going to make any decisions and I was in the hands of a woman who I knew was going to give me an experience I was never going to forget, all while as my wife watched.

All my anxiety slipped away, as I knelt on the floor. I relaxed my body limb by limb, ready for anything. The thought of my wife also commanding me alongside Genevieve nearly had me coming.

This was going to ruin me and I was ready for it.

10

Camila

Idowned the rest of my wine watching my husband walk down the hallway. Excitement shot through me as I waited for Genevieve to tell me what was going to happen next. I looked over at her and she was staring right at me.

She was fucking gorgeous, and sometimes I didn’t know how to act around her.

“Are you sure about this?” Genevieve walked up to me. If you are unsure in any way, tell me now.”

“I want this,” I said immediately. “I want to see you together. I want to learn.”

She stood close to me, searching my face for hesitation. Her eyes bore into me, she was so close that if I leaned forward, I could kiss her. I was a little taller than her, but with the heels she had on we were the same height.

“Ok, but please use your safe word if you need to, don’t dismiss your discomfort or think it will pass,” she said cupping my cheek. “If I can’t trust you to be honest, this will not work.”

I instinctively leaned into her touch, it made my stomach summersault and I craved more.

“I… I won’t,” I said. “I’m positive that there is nothing I want more than seeing you and Luke together.”

Saying it out loud made me want it more.

“Ok, let's go,” she said, grabbing my hand.

She led me into the hall and we walked into the room. Luke was on his knees by the door. He looked beautiful on his knees with slow breaths making his upper body move and flex.

“Good boy,” Genevieve purred, leaning down, running her hands through his hair before walking past him.

I admired my husband for a moment before walking into the room.

“Come here,” she said, as I stared at the amazing view.

She walked into a closet, but it wasn’t a regular closet, it was like a kinky closet. Paddles and an assortment of hitting devices lined the wall as well as a set of drawers.

“Your job as a Domme is to familiarize yourself with your wants and his wants. You want to give him what he needs safely. Remember SSC. Safe, sane and consensual,” she said, opening a few drawers and getting a few items out. “You are in charge of his pleasure and safety. He will look to you for guidance, but it’s ok not to know everything.”

She turned around and she was holding a leather belt of some sort, a paddle, a large feather and a blindfold.

“We will keep things light today, get him used to being restrained and give him a little pain with his pleasure,” she said. “In this stage, we are experimenting with our likes and dislikes. Just because you're a Domme doesn’t mean you will always like what he likes or vice versa.”

I chuckled thinking I should have brought a notebook so I could take notes like a schoolgirl and having a teacher that was hot. Maybe I should have worn a plaid skirt.

“Something funny?” she looked amused.

“Um, I was just thinking I needed to take notes,” I said, feeling my face grow hot.

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