Page 7 of Theirs

“Come in, love,” I said, walking into the bedroom.

“Good evening, Mistress.” Easton’s sultry voice made me smile.

Easton was an absolutely gorgeous man, with light blonde hair and gray eyes, a perfect combo for alluring and aloofness.

“It seems you have a knack for coming at the right time,” I said, walking into my closet for some shoes.

“I’ve perfected the art of coming at the right time,” he said playfully.

I laughed, coming out of the closet with a pair of thigh high boots.

“I taught you well,” I said, sitting on the bed.

Easton immediately walked to me, kneeling down to help me with my boots. I loved when he helped put on or take off my shoes. It was so sensual, like foreplay.

“I have bad news,” he said.

“Oh?”

“I’m not going to be able to stay,” he said, zipping my boot. “I completely forgot I needed to babysit for Charlene.”

I tried to hide my disappointment. “It’s ok, love. You could have just called.”

“I was just down the street and I needed to walk anyway,” he said, zipping the last boot.

“A lot on your mind?” I cupped his cheek.

“Actually, I do,” he said, looking unsure, far from the confident man I was used to seeing. “The woman I was with in your last class has left me confused and wanting more.”

“Make her a sub,” I said.

“It’s a little more complicated than that,” he said, standing up.

“Complicated isn’t good,” I said, standing too, cupping his cheek. “But... sometimes complicated works out.”

He gave me a small smile.

“You might be right,” he said, kissing my hand.

“We should catch up with dinner soon,” I said, swallowing down my disappointment.

“We need to,” he said. “I’ll call you this week.”

“You better,” I said playfully.

“Goodnight, Mistress,” he smirked, kissing my forehead before leaving.

“Good night,” I said, a little annoyed, but I couldn’t really blame Easton.

He had seemed lost these past few years and maybe she would be good for him. If anyone deserved some good in their life, it was Easton. He had shit parents and he spent the last few years helping his sister with taking care of her daughter.

I took a deep breath, checking the time and headed into the living room to make sure everything was ready for the couples. Since it was a small group, I only had a modest charcuterie board along with water and a small bar. I didn’t like people drinking before a class, but sometimes a small drink gave people the push to lose their inhibitions.

The ding from the elevator alerted me and I greeted the first couple. All but one couple were new to my classes, and I loved newbies. It gave me great satisfaction to be able to introduce people to the lifestyle, especially women. Seeing a woman take charge, it was so fucking sexy.

Vincent had said a friend of his would be coming with his wife, and I was definitely curious how they would take to the class. From what their application said, the husband was the one who was curious about being submissive. The wife was willing to try and I admired that they were exploring each other’s desires. It was a step in the right direction, but it also spoke volumes about what kind of couple they were.

The last three couples walked in together making introductions a little hard. A beautiful dark-haired woman and her very tall husband caught my eyes. It wasn’t uncommon for me to feel attracted to the couples I met, but they were absolutely stunning. She was gorgeous, her green eyes were sobig and bright it gave her a look of innocence, but the body she had was anything but innocent; she had a bodycon dress on that showed off her wide hips and an ass I wanted to bite into.

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