Page 10 of A Master's Destiny
The redheaded man grins at us. “I’m looking forward to the next six weeks.” Laird’s friendly demeanor stands in stark contrast to the other trainers, who have countenances that are more serious and intimidating.
Master Nosh sits down and folds his arms, his gaze harsh as he continues to speak to us.
“We noticed something during the practicum that is quite concerning. Although the experienced submissives we partnered with you agreed to play out the scene as you directed, many of you overstepped your bounds tonight.”
I swallow hard, wondering if I unknowingly made a mistake.
Master Nosh raises an eyebrow. “Many wannabe Doms assume that every scene ends with intercourse.” He shakes his head. “That is a foolish assumption.”
He addresses Ravenson first. “However, Mr. Ravenson, you did not have intercourse. Why is that?”
“I asked her what she wanted, and she made it clear she was only interested in being spanked.”
Maestro Leo interjects, “You did exactly what was expected. Well done.”
Vendari Steele then asks Ravenson, “How did it feel to scene with a submissive outside your preferred wheelhouse?”
Ravenson shifts uncomfortably before answering. “I’ll admit, I’m not normally attracted to curvy women, but…I definitely enjoyed how her flesh rippled when I spanked her. It was erotic to watch.”
Steele nods in agreement. “I have found that it is the chemistry between a Dominant and their submissive that yields the most pleasure—not the person’s physical appearance.”
“Point well taken,” Ravenson concedes.
Master Nosh turns to Ashford next. “You failed to ask the questions needed which led to your submissive having to call out her safeword.”
Ashford looks down at the floor, mumbling, “I’m well aware…”
Master Nosh demands sternly, “What have you learned, Mr. Ashford?”
He lets out a long sigh before answering. “I assumed that since it was a simple scene, it was pretty straightforward what I needed to do and forgot to ask about her limits. But, I thought all women like having their hair pulled.”
The Head Trainer narrows his eyes. “Now you know of at least one who does not.”
Standing beside Ashford, I can hear him grinding his teeth.
“Before the practicum, we gave you explicit instructions to apply what you learned,” Laird reminds him, then adds with a wink, “Remember that next time.”
Master Nosh turns to the man who took his submissive directly to the spanking bench and looks at him with displeasure. “Do you understand the seriousness of what you did wrong, Mr. Jones?”
The guy frowns. “I asked if she liked to be spanked and she said she did.”
“What do you know about her other than that?” the Head Trainer demands.
He doesn’t answer.
“Surely, you know something?” Maestro Leo barks.
Jones shakes his head, growling in anger. “She’s not my type. I just wanted to get through the assignment.”
“You just wanted to get through the assignment…” Maestro Leo repeats, glaring at the man. “Yet, you still had intercourse with her?”
Jones shrugs, mumbling, “Yeah…I figured that’s the reward for doing the scene.”
“Therewardis the power exchange itself,” Maestro Leo corrects him. “Intercourse is never a given. That is something to be negotiated prior to a scene.”
Jones points his finger at me. “Why are you giving me a hard time when we all had to wait forthatguy to finish fucking his submissive?”
All eyes turn to me.
