“Although we spent a lot of time in the classroom last week, that won’t be the case going forward,” I announced.“There’s only so much you can learn through me standing up here.Most of what you need to know involves your interactions with the trainers.We’ll start this week by addressing limits.I’d like the Masters to identify a soft limit and explore it with their submissive.Whether it be in the dungeon, observing a scene, or in a theme room, experiencing it.Master’s choice.Tomorrow, we’ll reconvene, discuss the experience, so pay attention.Not only to your feelings, but also to your reactions to various situations.Most importantly, be sure to discuss openly with your trainers.”I forced a smile.“When they give you permission, of course.”
A couple of chuckles sounded, followed by the rustling of chairs, a few commands issued by trainers as they led their charges out of the room.Jane cut a quick look my way, shot a grin before closing the door behind her.
When everyone had left except for Cav and Jamie, I joined them on the far side of the room.Perching on the edge of the table, I glanced between the two of them.Cav was leaning casually against the wall, Jamie kneeling on the floor.
“I’m sure I can restructure the—”
“Shut up,” Cav snapped, pushing off the wall.
Ouch.Looks like he’s taking the reins.
Anger flared hot and bright, setting my defenses in place.I swallowed my own damn pride, then got to my feet.“I know our personal issues have no business here.”
“What are you talkin’ about?”Cav shot out, moving closer.“No business here?As in that’s completely separate?”
“Yes.”
“How do you figure?I thought you were a Dom outside these walls, too?A man who’s aligned his life to mirror this lifestyle?Isn’t that what all this is about in the first place?”
I squared off with him.
When Jamie had left my bed early Monday morning, her exit hadn’t gone unnoticed.I’d been awake and not that far behind as she slipped into the hall as silently as possible.Although I had wanted to go after her, to make her face the issue, I’d done the opposite, running from it myself.My half-ass apology to Cav seemed to have disappeared right along with everything else that had transpired in the past week.
“I’m not playing a game,” I assured him.
Oh, but you are.You just won’t accept it.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
“Look,” I bit out with a hefty sigh.“I know I fucked up.I apologized.I won’t blame the two of you if—”
Cav cut me off, stepping into my personal space.“Shut up while you’re ahead, Edge.”
I glared at him, unable to come up with a rebuttal.
“Is that how this works?”Cav asked, waving around the room as he paced away.“You stand up here, tell the submissives what they should and shouldn’t do, what a Dom should and shouldn’t do, but you don’t heed your own advice?”
“I—”
Cav spun around and pointed at me.“I said shut up.”
I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen him this pissed off before.
You bring out the best in people.
“We’re here tonight because wewantto be here.”He shot a look at Jamie, who was still kneeling, her head down.“Not because we’re obligated.”His gaze cut to mine.“You, on the other hand…”
“I’m not obligated to do anything,” I countered.
Unless it’s in the plan.Then it must be followed.Right?
“You’re the teacher, Edge.Theprofessor.Tell me you don’t have an obligation to this class.”
“Sure, I do, but—”
“You’re always spoutin’ shit about how communication is key,” he continued, speaking over me.“Yet you’re the fucking worst at communication.”He paused, swallowed.“The other night, you decided to control the situation, to mold it the wayyouexpected it to play out.Without bothering to find out what we wanted.”
I didn’t argue.That much was true.