Page 152 of Masters of Pleasure
Monday nightwith her friends when the Doms had their own class was starting to feel like a tradition, and one she was very glad about, especially this week.Iris hadn’t wanted to talk on Saturday night after she’d finally been released from Master Patrick’s office, but at least she hadn’t been kicked out of the club.She hoped Iris might be a little chattier today because she was dying to know what had happened.
“It really wasn’t that interesting,” Iris said, rolling her eyes as she took a sip of her beer.They’d gathered at Rae and Domi’s, which was empty tonight.Ana was with her dad, and Mitch was out with his friends, giving them total privacy and plenty of space to spread out the pizza they’d ordered.“Master Law was all ‘blah blah blah, Iris was disrespectful,’ then Patrick was all ‘blah, blah, blah, Iris, how many times do I have to tell you?’He put me on server duty for the next month.”
“That’s not so bad.”Rae looked surprised but impressed.She was sitting on the couch with Iris while Domi and Avery had taken the two armchairs on either end of the coffee table.“I thought it would be way worse.”
“I also have homework.”Iris made a face.“I’m supposed to spend an hour in the Dungeon every shift and take note of different kinks and how the submissive is reacting, not how it makes me feel.I get that, but like… ugh.My best friend growing up was a bigger girl.She had a boyfriend who called her fat and put her down, making her feel like shit.She ended up in the hospital with anorexia.”
“Yikes.Is she okay now?”Domi asked before Avery could.
“Yeah, but she moved away.She couldn’t stand to be in this area anymore.Too many memories.”Even though Iris didn’t say it, it was clear she missed her friend.Avery sympathized.Even though she was the one who had moved away from her friends, it was hard feeling alone.
“I should have walked away.It just… I don’t know.I knew I should, then the next thing I knew, I was yelling at him.”Iris shrugged one shoulder, but Avery got the feeling she was more upset about it than she was letting on.
“Next time, yell your safe word,” Avery joked.“Then when the DM comes, make him carry you away.”
“That could be fun.”Iris perked up as Domi and Rae giggled.Then she made a face.“Well, as long as it’s not Master Law on duty.I will be happy if I never see that man again.”
“Yeah, you two are like… Law and disorder,” Rae raised her glass, toasting Iris.“Get it?LikeLaw and Order, but you’re disorder.”
“My brother used to call me Chaos,” Iris mused.“I think I like ‘Disorder’ even better, especially when it comes to Master Law.I swear, that man has no sense of humor.Does anyone know what kind of law he practices?”
They looked around at each other blankly.That appeared to be a ‘no.’
“Well, at least I get a break from him tonight.”Iris leaned back against the couch, letting her head drop back with relief.
“Do you know what they’re doing in class tonight?”Rae asked, leaning forward to pick up another slice of pizza.
Avery pressed her lips together.She knew, but Nick hadn’t been very excited.As open-minded as he was, she had a feeling he was going to struggle tonight.She didn’t think he’d really like knowing she’d told her friends about it.Though they probably could find out, anyway.
“I do…”
“It’s butt stuff night.”Iris grinned at the look Avery shot in her direction.“What?This way, you didn’t have to be the one to tell, so you can’t be in trouble.”
Well, she wasn’t wrong.Iris being the one to tell wasn’t Avery’s fault.
Rae rolled her eyes.
“It’s funny.They’re all eager to put stuff in our butts, but when the tables are turned…”
“Hey, speak for yourself.Mitch enjoys a little back door action sometimes,” Domi said, wiggling her index finger in Rae’s direction.
“Ew, don’t say things like that, then point that at me!”
Dissolving into laughter, Avery could only shake her head.Yup, she had found her people.
Nick
Wiping his hands against the outsides of his thighs, Nick tried to pretend as if the idea of something going into his butt didn’t bother him.The sweaty palms he’d just tried to dry on his pants indicated otherwise.
“They’re enjoying this,” Q muttered under his breath, glaring balefully at the center stage where Master Law and Mistress Julie were unloading a box full of new toys, still in their plastic packaging.As usual, Master Law was in his business suit.Today, Mistress Julie was wearing a pencil skirt and a ruffled top with three-inch spiked high heels.She looked like the hot librarian who would eat your heart out if you damaged a book.
They looked as though they were enjoying themselves, at least Mistress Julie did, as she glanced over at him, Q, and Connor every time she took out a new toy, wanting to see their reactions.
Sadist.
“Could be worse, I guess,” Q mused.Nick had noticed he had a bit of a penchant for talking out loud, though he was doing so quietly enough only Nick and Connor could hear him right now.“At least Sam’s not here to watch.”
She’d been excused having already experienced this as a submissive.
