Page 40 of Dance for Me

Braun tried to see everything as a novice would for the first time. Through her eyes. Submissives—male and female alike—were strapped down, tied up, suspended from rigging, and shackled to giant wooden X’s. The spanking horses were popular tonight, several bare bottoms upturned awaiting the next kiss of their Dominant's lash.

The air was alive with screams and whimpers, thuds of wood on flesh, the savagely beautiful crack, snap, and pop of floggers and short-tailed whips. It reeked of sexual tension and anticipation, a heady combination of sex, sin, and sanctuary.

“Like we did earlier, every subbie you see here signed the same forms, completed their limits list. Consent is established from the very start.” Braun pried her fingers from their death grip on his pants, lifted them to his mouth and kissed each one. “Some of them are in committed relationships with their Doms, others are unattached and simply come here to play with whoever is available.”

“Like Atticus and Loki?”

Braun cleared his throat. “Little one, what did I say about showing respect in Avalon?”

Her shoulders sagged. “Respect must be shown to Dominants and Masters at all times.”

“Mmm-hmmm. And that includes?”

“Addressing and referring to the Masters with their titles and calling Dominants Sir or their preferred honorific. Oh,” she exclaimed quietly as the lightbulb switched on in her head, “I’m sorry...Sir. I should have said, like Masters Atticus and Loki.”

She’d grasped the concept, Braun thought with a smile, but the execution required work. They’d get there eventually, especially if she continued to show a willingness to learn quickly. “Very good, little one. Keep that in mind in future, yes? Now,” he murmured, releasing her hand. He noticed how she reached for him again, then drew her hand back and protected it between her breasts. “How do you feel about sexual contact, Bodie?”

He guided her through the barn with only the lightest touch at the base of her spine to the play area he’d reserved and prepped that afternoon. He required perfection for tonight, for her, and everything had to run smoothly. It had taken him almost two hours to think through the scene and provide equipment for every possible thing that could go wrong.

“Sexual contact as in...”

“Fingers and mouth, little one. I’m not sure you’re ready for my cock just yet.” But when she was, his cock was more than ready to claim her.

“On me?”

“On you. In you.” They almost bumped into a Dominant leading his crawling submissive with a collar and leash. Braun and the other Dom exchanged a pleasant, “Excuse me,” while the sub barked happily and wriggled her butt in excitement.

Bodie’s eyes were as round as saucers when they followed the wagging white puppy tail back to its origins. “Is that...she has a...oh fuck, hell no.”

She jumped and yelped when Braun’s palm cracked down on her ass as reprimand, then took a step away. Her resistance was adorable as he tugged her back to his side and anchored her firmly in place with his arm around her waist.

“Boadicea, this is Jonas and his sub, Melody. They’ve been members for a few years now and Melody enjoys pet play, as you can see by her very cute tail.” Melody yapped in response, was quickly hushed by her Dom. “I hope that plug’s seated deep, Jonas; the way her ass is wiggling, she’s liable to wag it free.”

Although shorter than Braun, Jonas was still an imposing figure. Boxer’s build, dark hair, eyes bordering on black. His stringent attitude toward his sub made him the perfect owner for her playful puppy. They’d been married for almost a year. “Not likely, not after last time she expelled the damn thing. Learned our lesson, didn’t we, DeeDee?” he crooned to his wife, then stroked her head when she rubbed against his legs. He gave Braun a wicked grin that had Bodie shuddering against his side. “Found my pup a tail with an inflatable plug. The air pipe runs along the inside of the tail and the fur conceals the valve.”

Impressed, Braun answered the grin with one of his own, and this time Bodie tried to slip through his arm. “Inflatable, huh? That might be good for an anal virgin.”

“My pup loves hers,” Jonas replied. “You’re welcome to take a look at it later on if you’re interested. I don’t allow others to handle it, even after it’s been thoroughly cleaned, but I’d be happy to demonstrate how it works.”

His own subbie was about to have a coronary, Braun thought as she clawed his arm. “Thanks, Jonas, but I think I get the gist. Have a good night, both of you.” He waited until Jonas strode away with his puppy at heel before he turned Bodie into him, pinning her head to his chest with a light hand until she stopped fighting him.

“I don’t want—”

Oh, it was clear what she didn’t want. Unfortunately for her, she was now in his possession and... “Which box did you check next to anal play and anal sex on the limits list, little one?”

She tipped her head back, eyes blank. “I-I don’t remember.”

Luckily, he did. “Both are down as soft limits, Bodie. Which means I can test just how opposed you are to experiencing them, and hopefully show you how incredibly good they can feel. Do you recall me explaining hard and soft limits?”

Bodie nodded, but she didn’t seem thrilled.

“Until we return to the social area, I have to insist you vocalize your answers, Bodie. Your voice tells me what I need to know, more than the words.” He kissed her forehead, her nose, and finished with a long, slow melding of lips that forced a groan from his lungs. “Fuck me, this mouth is lethal, little one.”

She whimpered. “Yellow.”

Okay then, showtime. Gripping her hand in his, Braun pulled her along quickly to the corner space he’d reserved. A track rail ran from the left wall to a post and cut over to the right wall. Both curtains were pulled shut, signifying the space was taken, forming a square area big enough for them to play in comfortably. Normally he would pull the curtains back fully to allow for full, unobstructed viewing, but tonight he only shoved each one a few feet, maintaining a small amount of privacy.

She followed him into the play area like a child, those blue eyes of hers full of trepidation as she gaped at the equipment.

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