Page 37 of Learning to Trust

The first thing we were told by the manager when we met was, any ignored hard limits would see the Doms amongst us instantly expelled and he would alert other clubs in the vicinity. He assured us, a breach of limits established in a contract would not be tolerated and there would be no second chance if an investigation proved a Dom was guilty.

His words had set me at ease, and I'd agreed to join with the others. I'd taken things slow, supported by my friends. My confidence had built and eventually, I came into myself as a Dom. But I was still haunted by the past and lost all semblance of reality if anyone touched or brushed against my hole.

Kyle reached out and put his hand over mine. “Breathe Andrew, you’ve gone as white as a ghost.”

“Kyle—” I shook my head almost violently.

“Andrew, look at me.”

I lifted my eyes to his as Kyle commanded.

“I would never hurt you in that way. I meant we would use one of the private rooms. Have you forgotten I was there? I saw what you suffered and how it has affected you to this day. As I said, I was thinking about it but then I remembered your playroom was completed.”

“Yes, it is, and I have a St. Andrew’s Cross.”

“Then, up we go, let’s get this done.”

We all pushed up from the table and the others followed me up to the playroom. Leon, being a sub had stated he would wait in the kitchen.

In the room, Kyle ordered me to strip naked and I made short work of removing the sweats and tee that I'd pulled on when I crawled from bed. I stood naked before my friends. I had no problem with them seeing my body, we'd been naked around each other many times and it meant nothing sexual.

Kyle noted the cupboards and crossed to where they were fixed on the wall. He grabbed a flogger and removed it from the packaging, testing the leather strips on his hand.

“Ten strikes to the front and ten to the back.”

I nodded my acquiescence and stepped to the cross, ensuring my back was flush with the leather. Kyle nodded to Simon and Cody who buckled the restraints to my ankles and wrists. My dick rose in excitement, fuck knew why because if the tails connected with the sensitive appendage, and if I knew Kyle they would, it was going to hurt like a motherfucker.

“Ready,” Kyle asked while caressing my body with the soft leather.

“Yes.”

“You know why this is necessary?”

“Yes. I neglected my duty as a Dom, my sub suffered, and I could have endangered his life by leaving him alone while he was so vulnerable.”

“You’re aware when one Dom agrees to flog another it’s usually to give a pleasurable experience, but this will be discipline?”

"I understand, but can you go easy?" I knew that request was futile, Kyle would not give an inch, especially knowing I'd been neglectful."

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

“Forget I asked.”

“Tell me you understand that none of us will fondle your asshole or cock.”

“I understand and trust you.”

“Safe word?”

“Gemini.”

“You understand if you safe word, I will create another scene for you until your punishment is complete?”

“I won’t safe word.”

“Very well. Count them down.”

Kyle extended his arm, lifting the flogger and when he snapped his wrist, the bite of the tails across my chest and stomach caused me to cry out. If I'd had any doubts that Kyle wouldn't treat me the same as anyone else he punished, they had now vanished.