Jamie touched his face briefly, then moved down the line, taking a moment with Ransom, Kaylen, and Nash. She returned to Master Chaos before lowering herself to her knees before him. He gently placed his hand on her head, accepting her as his for training.
If you were smart, you’d put an end to this nonsense now.
I fought the urge to look at Cav, not wanting to see his expression.
I had Jamie move over to the others, then called on Miles Holloway.
“May I select my Master, Master Edge?” he asked, his tone curt, lacking even an ounce of respect.
I didn’t like his tone, nor the phrasing of the request, but technically it was appropriate, so I gave him my permission.
He walked right up to Mistress X and placed his hands on her neck. “I would like to select you as my Mistress for training.”
Considering his Master was male, there was no mistaking his error. Then again, I didn’t think it was an error. It had been his intention.
Mistress X was shooting daggers from those near-black eyes. “Remove your hands, sub.”
Miles dropped his hands but didn’t move and the smirk on his face was not going to be tolerated.
“Mr. Holloway, please move to the other side of the room. Immediately.”
Without making eye contact, he marched toward the door. “No, I think I’ll make the decision. No way will I let some man put his hands on me. I didn’t sign up for that, so I’m out.”
Cambria, who was standing beside the door, stepped aside, then followed him out of the training room. She would be calling one of the available Masters to escort him out of the club. He would not be returning.
In an attempt to keep the class on track, I motioned for the last submissive.
“Miss Wheeler, it’s your turn.”
Maeve peered over at me. “May I please have permission to step forward and identify my Mistress, Master Edge?”
“You may.”
It took Maeve less than a minute to correctly identify Mistress Cameron. Once she had moved to the side of the room with the others, I had Cambria assist Drew back in line with Jenny. I offered Jenny an opportunity to select her Master, but she did so incorrectly.
Which meant, there were two submissives who would receive punishment, one of which I didn’t expect to make it through the week.
Not too bad for the first day.
Jamie
FROM THE FIRST SECOND I TOUCHED THE Dom who would be training me, I knew it was not Edge or Cav. Although I couldn’t stop the disappointment, I thought I did a relatively good job at disguising it.
Why I’d thought one of them would be dominating me during this training, I wasn’t sure. Neither of them had ever said they would, but considering how far we’d come…
Yeah. I was an idiot.
Needless to say, I was feeling shunned. They could’ve at least given me a heads-up. All day, I’d been looking forward to tonight, unable to concentrate. I’d chatted with Cav via text earlier in the day, but even then, he hadn’t mentioned what I would be walking into tonight.
Granted, I’d also told them I didn’t want any special treatment, so perhaps my panties were in a twist for no good reason. As far as I could tell, there was no favoritism in the class. That was easily discernible based on the fact Miles had stormed out, obviously discontent that he’d been paired with a Master and not a Mistress.
The only person who seemed happy about the pairings was Maeve. I’d heard her mention in the locker room that she hoped she would have the opportunity to work with one of the Sadists, which Mistress Cameron apparently was. When my new submissive friends had tried to chat me up, I’d interacted politely, never once mentioning that I was here with Edge and Cav. So when Jenny had gleefully explained how she was in love with Master Edge and hoped that he would pick her, I’d had to bite my tongue.
Yeah. I was jealous. So what?
Not that it mattered how I felt. Disappointment be damned, I was here for the long haul, which meant I needed to offer my new Master the appropriate respect.
So here I was. After watching as Jenny and Drew endured their punishment, then being told who their Masters were, we’d been herded together so Cambria could provide us with a tour of the club. Oddly enough, it hadn’t been as bad as I’d thought. She provided a significant amount of information regarding the various zones, covering emergency protocols, identifying the floor monitors, showing us the aftercare rooms, and then explaining the rules for the class before returning us to the training room.
“Submissives, please join your Master,” Master Edge instructed when we stepped into the room.
I did.
Since I had no idea how I was supposed to approach a Dom, I took my cues from Kelly, who seemed rather knowledgeable on protocol.
