Page 29 of Their Naughty Student
We should do that.
CAV
I was a man who generally got what he wanted.
In the club, that was doubly so.
Did that always mean sex with a submissive?No.There were plenty of times I didn’t want sex, so it wasn’t a hardship.For me, playing consisted of a lot of things, depending on my mood.Most of the time, it wasn’t about me at all.I could willingly find a submissive and focus solely on her needs, her desires.
Tonight was one of those nights.Only I was forced to ignore any sexual undertones and pretend I wasn’t seconds away from taking this woman in any way I could have her.Jamie Lautner was a temptation I didn’t expect.
“When you’re here, what do you usually do?”Jamie asked as she turned her glass around between her hands.
It had taken a little while, but she had finally calmed down after we returned to the main floor.
I shrugged.“Depends on my mood.”
“Did you have a plan for tonight?”
“No.”I took a sip of my water.“I didn’t have any expectations tonight.”
I’d come merely to hang out, to see Edge, to see where things went.And then this woman had stepped into my path and somehow managed to flip my world on its ear in a matter of hours.
I wanted her with a ferocity that confused the hell out of me.I assumed it was because I was restricting myself, opting to follow Edge’s plan.Technically, I guess it wasmyplan, but whatever.Truth was, I hadn’t intended for it to work quite like this.I had initially come up with the idea in an effort to settle Edge.Perhaps to placate Jamie as well.
Had I not thought Edge was holding back, I never would’ve intervened.No doubt he wanted Jamie, but he’d been more indecisive than I’d ever seen him.I figured a loyalty to Zeke was what kept him from taking everything she offered.
But this could work.Hell, it could go in a direction none of us expected.While Jamie might believe she could come at this from a logical perspective, I didn’t think that would be the case.Submission wasn’t something that could be learned.Either you were or you weren’t.No one could teach you how to do it.The training class Edge ran wasn’t to show a submissivehow, but rather to show them what they would experience when they were with a respectful Dominant and to teach them safety was key.In order for Jamie to experience submission, she had to at least be interested on more than an academic level.
We’d proven that she was when we had trapped her between us in the Wild West room.She’d responded so perfectly, as though she was born to submit to the two of us.
Of course, I was doing my best to keep some distance here.Edge would make the ultimate decision.Sure, I would make a concerted effort to sway him in the direction I believed we should go.After all, the man did need to be redirected from time to time.
“Have you ever had a full-time submissive?”she asked.
I’d noticed her questions getting more intimate as time went by.
Seeing no reason not to be honest with her, I shook my head.“No.”I set my water bottle down, clasped my hands, and rested my forearms on the bar.“Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had plenty of relationships.Most with women who weren’t into D/s.Once or twice, I thought I was serious enough to consider a future.”
“With a vanilla person?”she asked, a teasing note to her voice.
I glanced around the room.“This is…” I sighed, looking back at her.“This is only a portion of my life.It’s not everything.Some of these people live and breathe this stuff.I’m not one of them.Do I enjoy it?Absolutely.Would I give it up?No.Not completely, anyway.”
Jamie nodded, glanced around.Edge had wandered off to take care of some issue a short time ago.
As I watched her, I tried to envision what a relationship would be like with her and Edge.One who was strict in his desires to live this life full-time, another who could take it or leave it outside of this place, another who’d never experienced what it was like.A wild ride was what it would be, I decided.
“I’m still trying to wrap my head around why someone would come here and not want to play.Isn’t that the whole point?”
“Oh, I want to play,” I admitted.
Her eyes met mine, slipped away to scan the area.“Is there a submissive you’re interested in?”
“Yes.”
She glanced over her other shoulder as though some woman was waiting for me.“Who?”
“You.”
