Page 76 of Body and Soul

I blinked and flinched. “Sir?”

“Group scenes,” Shepherd explained.

I swallowed hard, my mind spinning at Shepherd's words. The thought of playing with others, being shared or displayed, sent a confusing mix of anxiety and arousal through me.

“Sometimes I co-dom with others I trust,” Shepherd explained.

“Like Gavin?” I ventured.

Shepherd nodded. “Yes, like Gavin. But also with a few others I trust. Occasionally, I allow my submissives to play with other trusted doms' submissives too.”

I tilted my head to the side and leaned forward, whispering, “What does that mean?”

“It means,” Shepherd said slowly, “that I may ask you to engage in sexual activities with another submissive while I observe and direct the scene. For example, I might instruct you to give oral sex to another trusted submissive, guiding you through the act as I watch.”

I squirmed in my seat, imagining the scenario. “You mean, like, I'd be sucking off some other sub while you told me what to do? While you watched me?”

“Precisely,” Shepherd confirmed with a nod. “Or I might have the other submissive pleasure you instead. It could involve oral sex, mutual masturbation, rimming... any number of activities, all performed under my command and for my viewing pleasure. As long as it’s within your limits.”

I swallowed hard. The idea of playing with others made me nervous, but knowing Shepherd would be there, in control, eased some of my anxiety. Honestly, picturing Shepherd ordering me and another sub to get each other off while he watched was pretty fucking hot. It’d be like performing in a private porn, just for him.

“I think... I think I might be okay with that, Sir. Depending on the specific people involved,” I said slowly.

“Of course,” Shepherd agreed, making a note. “We’ll only proceed with group activities if you feel completely comfortable.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“What about public play?” Shepherd asked, his voice low. “Specifically at The Playground. I've done public scenes often there. Sometimes for educational demonstrations on proper technique. Sometimes for the thrill of it. I enjoy putting my submissives on display, letting others see how exquisitely they submit to me, how eagerly they take my cock with an audience. It's a way to show that they are mine completely. That no one else can have them.”

Fuck. His words sent a bolt of heat straight to my core. I shifted in my seat, my cock throbbing almost painfully now. The thought of Shepherd claiming and taking me so publicly, showing everyone that I was his... it lit a fire inside me, a deep primal need I hadn't even realized was there.

I took a shaky breath. “I... I think I might be okay with public play at The Playground. But only if you're there with me the whole time, Sir. I trust you to keep me safe.”

Shepherd's eyes gleamed with satisfaction at my words. “Of course, Eli. I will never leave you unsupervised in such a vulnerable state. Your well-being is my top priority, always.” He made another note on the paper. “We can start slow, with you simply attending the club with me a few times to observe and acclimate before trying any public scenes. And we will discuss boundaries and specific activities beforehand.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you,” I breathed out, some of the tension leaving my shoulders. Knowing Shepherd would ease me into it and never push me past my limits settled my nerves immensely.

“Now, let's talk about orgasm control and denial,” he said, and my cock jumped. “Controlling your pleasure and release is one of my favorite ways to dominate. I want you desperate for me, aching, on the brink and begging before I allow you to come.”

I shivered, my breath catching. The idea of Shepherd denying me, drawing out my need until I was mindless with it, sent heat searing through my veins.

“I'll use various methods,” he continued. “Making you wait for permission, forcing you to hold back your orgasm until I say, perhaps leaving you hard and wanting while I use your body for my own pleasure...”

I whimpered, squirming in my seat as my cock throbbed urgently against my sweats. Shepherd's eyes flicked down to my lap and his lips quirked.

“I may also employ chastity devices if needed,” he said casually, like he wasn't discussing locking up my dick. “To help you learn control and restraint, but I only like those as short-term solutions. I’d prefer you to develop your willpower and to obey me. However, I have used specific periods of chastity as a punishment for willful submissives before.”

The thought of being caged, my release entirely at Shepherd's mercy, was as terrifying as it was thrilling.

“I've never tried that before, Sir,” I admitted hoarsely. “But I'm willing to, for you. I want you to have total control over my pleasure.”

Shepherd's eyes darkened with hunger. “Good boy,” he praised, sending sparks skittering down my spine.

Shepherd made another note on the contract before glancing back up at me, his expression thoughtful. “What are your thoughts on impact play, Eli? Spanking, paddling, flogging, that sort of thing.”

I bit my lip, considering it. The cult had used beatings and whippings as punishments, but it had never been in a sexual context. The idea of Shepherd spanking me, though... I couldn't deny the spark of heat it ignited low in my gut.

“I've never done impact play for pleasure before. Only as punishment, and not in a sexy way.” I fidgeted with the hem of my shirt. “But... I think I might like it, if it was you doing it. But only with your hand. Nothing else.”

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