Page 93 of A Master's Destiny
Slater swipes his hair back. “Every fucking thing they said hit home.”
“I feel the same,” Ravenson replies.
“Well, I’m just ready to graduate!” Lofton cries, rubbing his hands together excitedly.
One of the staff members approaches us. “Please follow me. Your guests are about to arrive.”
We are taken to a back room where we are told to wait. The reality that we’ve crossed the finish line of this rigorous course seems to hit all of us, and we remain silent as we wait, listening as the audience takes their seats.
Vendari Steele walks into the room to give us final instructions. “Master Nosh will announce each of you in turn, starting with Mr. Davis. You will stand beside him and then move to the left when he calls the next name. Once all five of you have been introduced, you will be free to socialize with your guests. Do you have any questions?”
We all shake our heads.
“Very well. Follow me.”
As I stand quietly with my classmates, waiting to hear my name called, I scan the large commons. I spy Durov sitting alone at a table while the other tables are packed with people. I chuckle under my breath, feeling sorry for the guy since I failed to invite anyone.
The moment Master Nosh calls my name, Durov shoots up from his seat and starts clapping, shouting proudly, “Za vas,moy droog!”
I smile to myself, listening to his cheers echo through the commons, as I make my way to the podium.
Standing next to Master Nosh, I stare straight ahead as he announces to the group, “Sir Thane Davis has completed this course and distinguished himself as a future leader in this community.”
Durov cuffs his mouth and shouts, “Of course he has!”
I somehow keep a straight face.
There is a polite round of applause after Durov’s outburst.
Master Nosh shakes my hand, then states with pride, “Well done, Sir Davis.”
Having him call me by my title makes it feel more official.
In a formal tone, he says, “Sir Davis will now share with you who he is as a Dominant.”
I look at everyone in attendance, feeling the weight of this moment, and pause for a second.
“I stand before you, thankful for the lessons I have learned within these walls. I’ve been active in the BDSM community for several years now, and I thought I knew who I was as a Dominant. I realize now I had no direction.”
I look at Durov, the man who introduced me to this world, and nod to him in gratitude.
“As a Dominant, I gain deep satisfaction in bringing a woman pleasure. I will continue exploring the sensual boundaries through BDSM to expand my knowledge. My intent is to meet a woman’s needs on a greater level while satisfying my own carnal desires. I have found that BDSM involves the entirety of a person and invites a deeper understanding of oneself on multiple levels. I hope to uncover them all and share what I learn while enjoying the benefits of my research.”
There is another round of applause, along with some laughter, as I step to the side for Kat’s name to be called.
Alana hands me a plaque and formally shakes my hand. “It has been an honor to teach you, Sir Davis.”
I take the plaque from her and smile. “I won’t forget what you taught me, Alana.”
After the short ceremony is over, I walk off the stage to join Durov. “I’m glad you came.”
“Me, too,” he says, looking at the empty table and laughing.
I look at my classmates celebrating with their friends and family and ask Durov, “Do you want to cut out early and start on those shots?”
“Must we leave so soon, comrade?” He smirks, nodding to one of the women at the next table who can’t seem to take her eyes off him.
I slap him on the back and get up to say my goodbyes to the trainers. As I approach their table, I’m surprised to see Marquis Gray sitting among them.
