Chapter 92 : I Will Play Nice
Chapter 92: I Will Play Nice
Callan
“In the end, this is just a game of seduction between a submissive and a dominant and a way to ease your body into submission. Master gideon gradually managed to make me trust him by playing with my lust until he roughly fucked me. Did he try something like this with you?”
“Gosh, no!” I exclaimed, almost blushing.
“Weird.” Nick keeps on.
“Master Gideon is usually very eager to try the new submissive.”
Yes, but not this one.
“I..umm, Gideon has helped me a lot through a rough patch and I am staying at his place. He has become like a big brother to me so it would be really awkward to have sex with him and I am sure he thinks the same.”
“Incest is hot, though.” He insists.
“Well, I can only say you don't know what you are missing. Master Gideon is one of my favorites dominants but if you don't want to interact with him sexually, perhaps you should ask to do one or two training sessions with another dominant.”
We kept talking a bit more about submission in general, he gave me a lot of tricks to have your dominant do the things you want or how fun it can be to provoke some of them once in while to get a rough spanking and the punishment fuck that goes with it. He warns me that I should choose the Dom to do that carefully though because some just don't tolerate topping from below. All in all, this is a very interesting discussion that makes me relax a bit about my own training. I left him when submissives began to arrive in the room to prepare and go to daddy’s office. During the short walk there, I considered his last suggestions. Perhaps I should give it a try. I don't know which dominant gives those training sessions but I could always broach the subject with daddy. Perhaps, his hot friend, the funny one, not the uptight or the scary one would be allowed to. I will ask him, I tell myself as I knock on the door.
“How did it go, baby?” He asked.
“He was full of good advice.” I replied with a mischievous smile.
“Oh, boy. Now I am afraid of what the two of you are going to do in the future. Please, don't destroy the club!” He exclaimed.
“We didn't plan that far ahead.” I smirked.
“But thanks for choosing him to talk with me.”
“I thought it would make for an interesting match.” He replied with a smug smile.
“He mentioned a certain training session.” I began, making him tense instantly.
“I know we can't have that together.” I added immediately, making him release a long sigh.
“But I wondered if I could have one session with another dominant?”
The way his face saddened instantly almost breaks my heart.
“Not that you are a bad teacher but he was struggling with issues similar to mine and he explained to me how this particular training session was kind of a revelation to him.”
I hope he just understood that I want the one thing he can't deliver because he has been so patient all this time.
“It was a bit unethical of me.” He was feebly tired.
“Nothing like this is supposed to happen before a submissive is certified.”
“Please, daddy.” I said with my best puppy eyes.
“He said it was what really allowed him to let go.”
“Alright,” he replied in a small voice after a very long silence.
Why does he seem so taken aback by this? I can't decipher the emotions on his face but it even seems there is a bit of jealousy which doesn't make any sense. The ultimate goal of me going to the club is to be roughly fucked as many times as I can.
“If you promise to be on your best behavior, I can ask Desmond to train you tonight.”
That would be perfect, this is the exact dominant I would have chosen.
“Great, daddy.” I replied, trying to contain my enthusiasm because I don't want to upset him more than he already is.
“Be careful, baby. Desmond may be fun outside of the club but he will expect you to abide by the same rules as I do. And he doesn't have the patience I have shown you, if you are a little brat, he will punish you like one and I won't interfere.”
“I promise, I will play nice.” I replied.
He keeps being in a weird mood even when his friends arrive. There is only Desmond and Jacob tonight, apparently Lucious has too much work. Besides, he has his submissive at home so I guess he doesn't really need to come to the club like his friends do. We shared pizza which was as delicious as the last time I was here. Daddy takes Desmond outside at the end of our dinner and when he is finished, his friend wears a wide smile while Gideon has a dejected expression. I swear I can't understand his mood tonight.
“Gideon told me that you want a private training session with me.” He said smugly.
“Yes, master Desmond.” I replied politely. I said I would play nice.
“Let's go to my playroom then.”
I was extremely excited while I followed him there. I really hope this is going to turn into a very hot evening.
“Strip down to your underwear and stand at attention in the middle of the room.” He ordered as soon as we entered.
Daddy wasn't kidding when he said Desmond was serious, his voice has completely changed from the relaxed tone he used to joke around at dinner. It is not as authoritative as daddy’s but it is still a dominant voice to which I instructively obeyed. I have never been very modest so undressing like this in front of him even with my erection that is clearly visible through my boxer doesn't bother me. Besides, I am hoping he will see way more than this.
“What is your safe word, Callan?” He asked as soon as I was in the position he ordered me to.
I remember the long theoretical lesson Gideon made about them at the beginning of my training so I know I am supposed to have two of them. One to stop which I have already decided on and I need to settle on one to slow down.
“Phone number to stop, unicorn to slow down, master Desmond.” I replied, addressing him with his proper title.
“Were yellow and red too boring?” He chuckled.
“A bit, master Desmond.”
“Don't hesitate to use them if necessary. You can just call me sir if you prefer. Gideon told me you wouldn't necessarily be comfortable with me calling you, pet. What do you say?”
“I would rather not, sir.”
He is so considerate, I can't deny that sir is easier than master Desmond for me and I would wince each time he calls me a pet.