Page 173 of Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue Duet 4)
Safe word or not.
THIRTY-TWO
Clarissa
BACK WHEN I SAID I’D seen it all and I wasn’t surprised by anything that might take place in a club … well, I was wrong. I take it all back.
Whatever was going on tonight was certainly not in the trade secrets I’d mentally hoarded over the years. In fact, this was beyond anything I ever could’ve imagined.
So far, about the only good thing was the beautiful corset I’d found in my locker. I hadn’t known what to expect, so when I first saw the exquisite white beaded corset, the tiny white G-string, and the thigh-high stockings, I’d felt somewhat giddy. It was unlike anything I’d ever worn before. It seemed far too virginal for me, but I hadn’t had time to worry about that.
While all the other women changed and chattered, I’d focused on the task at hand. Addison had appeared to help me lace it up and I thanked her before she disappeared into the crowd. Shortly thereafter, Mistress Jane had started barking orders, insisting we all get in a line so we could get into our places.
I had absolutely no idea what was going on and I had purposely tuned out all the theories being tossed around. I knew better than to make assumptions when it came to this sort of thing.
Instead, I had patiently moved with everyone else as we were being blindfolded and then led out of the changing room and down to the dungeon. Mistress Jane had taken my hand, leading the way.
I noticed the music was louder than usual. Or maybe the room was merely quieter than usual. I only heard the random whispered instruction along with some deep breathing.
I doubted I was the only nervous one tonight.
Once Mistress Jane released my hand, I remained exactly where she left me. I tried to tune in to what was going on around me but I had a hard time mentally placing where we were.
Finally, a warm body moved close, and the next thing I knew, Zeke’s deep voice was whispering near my ear.
“You’re instructed to kneel, sub. Ass on your heels, hands behind your back, head down. Don’t move until you’re told to do so. What’s your safe word?”
“Red.” A chill danced down my spine as I said the word.
“Good. Now get on your knees.”
“Yes, Master Zeke.”
I eased down to my knees. The floor was cold and hard, but I quickly got into the position he’d ordered me to. The blindfold kept me from seeing anything at all. And the fact that it was so dark made me wonder if they’d turned the lights off. I wouldn’t doubt it. Some Doms got off on this sort of thing.
I didn’t know how much time passed, but I knew that my knees began to ache from being on the hard concrete floor. Still, I didn’t move from my position. The entire time I was there, I imagined Trent standing over me, observing me. It was his pleasure I was after. His and only his.
When I got the sense that someone was standing in front of me, my heart picked up speed, beating faster, slightly erratic. The music changed, becoming softer but no less impactful. I could finally hear others breathing around me. It sounded as though someone was right beside me.
“Sunshine. Boy.”
Trent.
My chest swelled, some of my anxiety dying down. He was here.
“When I remove your blindfold, I want you to keep your head down. Do not look up for any reason. My shoes should be your only focus. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” we said simultaneously.
I swallowed hard as the blindfold was slipped off my eyes. It was then I noticed several things. One, the dungeon was dark. The only light seemed to be coming from the lanterns I’d previously seen on the wall. Two, Trent’s left shoe was directly in front of me while I could see Troy’s leg beside mine.
And three, there were a whole lot of feet around us, which meant no one else was kneeling.
Trent
WHILE I HAD PREPARED FOR a formal collaring ceremony, I had kept in mind that my submissives were not aware of this event. I hadn’t asked them because I didn’t want to give away the surprise.
However high-handed my behavior was, it was imperative that they were willing participants in order for this to happen. Regardless of how large my ego was, I would never assume anything when it came to them.
So, as their blindfolds were removed and they kept their gazes on the floor, Zeke stepped forward. All other submissives and Dominants were in attendance because I wanted them to witness the ceremony. All submissives had been instructed to remain silent where they were placed. Aside from Luci, Dale, and Addison, not one of them had known this was taking place, and I was rather impressed that so far, no one had botched it up.
