Page 93 of Brie's Submission
He noticed Mary’s look of disbelief and asked, “Does that surprise you, Miss Wilson?”
She nodded. “It does, Mr. Gallant. I assumed everyone was having sex in those places.”
“A common misconception,” he replied. “Although there are a few clubs in the area that do allow the performers to engage in sexual play during a scene, it is unusual.”
He continued with the rules. “If you must speak while watching a scene, do so in quiet tones or walk to a social area. You do not want to distract either the Dom or the sub. If you feel there is an issue, contact a staff member.Neverinterrupt the scene unless the Dom asks for help. It is also important to stay a proper distance away for safety reasons. You do not want to find yourself in the path of a whip.” He made the motion of cracking a whip. The flick of his wrist was so quick that Brie had no doubt her teacher knew how to wield one. She wiggled in her seat, liking the idea.
“After the scene is over, be respectful and leave the couple alone until they are back in the social area. It is completely fine to compliment a Dom if you have enjoyed a particular scene. However, you are not allowed to talk to or touch any sub without asking the permission of the Dominant in charge.”
Mr. Gallant looked sternly at Lea. “I hope you have been paying close attention, Ms. Taylor.” Brie’s breath caught when she heard her teacher’s next words. “Because tomorrow we will not be meeting here. Instead, we will be meeting at a local club so that you can experience firsthand the pleasures of public display. It is not for everyone, but many in the BDSM culture find itquiteentertaining.”
Brie was a mess after his announcement. The idea of witnessing different scenes with other D/s couples in the community was almost more than she could handle. How would it be different from the Center? Would the club look like a dungeon with different cells? Would the air be full of the sounds of submissives screaming in pleasure? What would itsmelllike?
When the lesson ended, Brie skipped alongside the other two girls. “We’re going to go to a real dungeon! Wait, do you think that’s what they’re called? Anyway…can you believe it?”
Lea looked as excited as Brie. “Man, I can just imagine being tied up and flogged by Marquis Gray in front of everyone.”
“I know!” Brie exclaimed.
Mary looked disinterested. “I don’t know what you’re making such a big deal for. You exhibitionists or something?”
Brie slammed her hip into Mary, making her lose balance. “Don’t pretend for a second you aren’t interested. I can tell you love playing out a good scene in front of us. Hello! I’ve only been watching you the last few weeks.”
Mary gave her a snide look just before they walked into the classroom. It was the same one they’d used on their first night, the one with the spongy floor and large, triangular ramps. Brie was puzzled when she saw a second table with four empty chairs on the opposite side of the room. Something weird was going on.
“Tonight you are going to have the opportunity to work with and rate training Doms. A reverse of what you have experienced up to this point.”
All three girls shifted their stances. It seemed crazy! They were being given the chance to rate their Masters for a change?
Sir spoke solemnly. “You may not be aware, but we have similar training for Doms on this campus. Their sessions start after you are in class and end after you leave. Chances are you have not come in contact with these men, but you will be introduced tonight. Take the responsibility we are giving you seriously, just as the Doms have who’ve rated you. Each of you knows personally the impact a rating has on the recipient. Understand, we will not allow you to evaluate the Doms until after they leave the room and you arenotallowed to top from the bottom.”
Brie hated to be the idiot of the bunch, but she needed to know. “Sir?”
“Yes, Miss Bennett?”
“Can you explain what topping from the bottom means?”
“Certainly. I was waiting for one of you to ask. Topping is a term used to describe a submissive taking control of a scene while still playing the submissive. Unless the Dominant has specifically asked for your help and/or instruction, a sub should never top from the bottom. Tonight you are to do everything asked of you without hesitation, unless safety is involved. In that case, we expect you to call out the safe word.”
Sir got up and walked over to the three. “Ladies, just because we are asking you to assess student Doms does not give you the right to treat them with any less respect. Know that we are watching your interaction with them as much as their interaction with you.”
“Yes, Sir,” the three answered in unison.
Brie couldn’t believe her luck. The chance to rate a partner’s performance was an unexpected gift for a submissive. The night just kept getting better and better!
Sir sat back down and gestured towards the door. Four trainers came in and sat down—three males and one female, similar to their own panel. Right behind them came three Doms. Brie averted her eyes, fighting the urge to take a quick peek. She stared at her Dom’s brown loafers and black pants, waiting for his permission.
“Look at me, blossom.”
Brie looked up into his crystal blue eyes and stopped breathing.You…! What the hell are you doing here?
Todd met her gaze and said in an authoritative voice, “I have waited patiently for this day.”
Brie took a gasp of air. “I don’t understand…”
“I will explain, but first you must undress, leaving only your stockings.”
It seemed like a dream as she gracefully removed her corset, skirt, shoes and panties, placing them neatly on the floor. When she stood up, he looked her over and commented simply, “Enchanting.”
