For all the internal whining and angst Dizzy had indulged in, she couldn’t deny that she had been given more choices than most women of her generation. When her family had lost everything, she had been able to fall back on a trade that just happened to be her passion. The connections of her childhood had allowed her to build a small but steady income and enjoy independence.
When Venom had been caught in that trap, she had chosen to go back and help him. She had taken the collar he offered her. Yes, her father had put her in an impossible position, but she had been allowed to make the choices that changed her life—for the better.
“Dizzy, get down.” Venom’s firm voice snapped her right out of her thoughts.
“Yes sir.” He hadn’t asked her to use the honorific but Hallie had given her some tips for navigating her first night here. The pleased look on Venom’s face was absolutely priceless as she slid to her feet.
“Strip for me.”
Her fingers shook as she untied the front of the uniform shirt she had altered to be so sexy and peeled out of it. Her belly clenched as she unbuttoned the skirt and slipped it down her legs. Stepping out of her heels, she set them aside with her folded clothing.
Venom held out his hand and she joined him in front of the class. He spun her around to face the students and pulled her back against his hard body. His huge hand flattened against her chest and his fingers covered the swells of her breasts. The lacy push-up bra with pink ribbon accents was the sexiest thing she had packed. Venom seemed to like it just fine.
“Your woman’s body is a blank canvas. You want to adorn her, to make her beautiful and enticing, but you don’t want to harm her.” His hand glided over her skin, leaving a searing path of tingling heat. “I’m sure it seems as if I’m harping on safety but you must remember that she can be seriously injured.”
Dizzy shivered as his fingertips trailed down her arm. He clasped her hand and lifted it to show it to the students. “Look at her wrist. Do you think this dainty little thing could hold up her body weight if she was bound with her arms overhead and one of my knots or ties slipped or a suspension hook gave way?”
He shook his head. “No. Instead of enjoying some fun together, we would be making a trip to the infirmary to have her shoulder put back into place and her wrist braced.” He lowered her hand and kissed the side of her neck. “This is serious business. It’s fun and sexy—but it’s dangerous if you’re not paying attention and planning for the worst scenarios.”
Amid the murmuring, Venom glided his hands along her belly. “It’s not just a fall that will badly hurt your sub. Remember what I said about circulation and avoiding nerve damage?”
She inhaled a shuddery breath as Venom crouched down beside her to point out all the tricky spots on her body where care had to be taken. His warm, strong hands moved over her ankles and knees while he talked. She delighted in his sensual, possessive caress.
With the nitty-gritty details out of the way, Venom picked up four shorter lengths of rope and began to demonstrate simple ankle and wrist cuffs. The single officers who hadn’t paid for time with one of the poppies practiced on each other—which Dizzy couldn’t help but smile at. Raze caught her amusement because he shot her a playful but scolding glance. Rolling her lips under, Dizzy stifled the giggle that threatened to erupt.
Once they had mastered cuffs, Venom walked them through creating the rope bra, once without knots and once with the knots. When a couple of the mated officers ran into problems, Venom helped them redo the rope work—but he never touched their wives. He stood close by and gave pointers but he kept his hands to himself. Whether that was to make her happy or simply a sign of respect for the men and their wives, she couldn’t tell. Dizzy suspected it was both.
“Now that you have this bra part finished, you can carry the rest of the rope down the body to create a corset with or without knots.” Venom stood off to the side as he demonstrated how to make the beautiful diamond-shaped patterns by looping and tucking and weaving the rope.
She studied his handsome face, marveling at his focus and attention to detail. After hearing him discuss all those safety points, she realized how much concern and care he took with her. A few times, his gaze would drift from a knot or a looping motion to her face. She enjoyed the private glances they shared as the class practiced all around them.
“If we’re doing knots, where do we put the one in the crotch area?”
Dizzy didn’t see the man who asked the blunt question. She tried not to show her annoyance that the intimate gaze she had been sharing with Venom had been broken.
Venom seemed to welcome the question. “You have a couple of options.” He moved behind her and framed her hips with his hands. “You can place the knot against her anus or perineum. Some women enjoy having it right against the entrance of their pussy and others like some pressure against their clitoris.”
Dizzy swayed a little as Venom’s fingertips touched all the places he described. She was very glad for the panties he had allowed her to wear tonight. She could feel the throbbing, wet heat between her thighs spreading. She was certain Venom discovered just how aroused she was he ran his fingers over her panties.
Caressing her skin, he said, “This is an incredibly erogenous area so you want to place the knot in a spot that keeps your mate centered in the experience. Keep in mind that erogenous zones means lots of nerve endings so be careful. You want this to be a thrilling experience—not one that’s so painful she’ll never agree to play again.” He tapped the spot right over her pubic bone. “Avoid this area. I’ve seen subs bruised by knots here.”
“What if you plan to suspend your mate? Does that factor into your design?”
Venom stroked her braid. “It does. You have to think about weight distribution and pressure points. Things that look beautiful and feel good when she’s standing might not feel so hot when she’s dangling from the ceiling. If you intend to fuck her while she’s suspended—and I assume you do,” he said amid chuckles, “you’ll want to plan ahead to ensure all the important areas are easily accessible.”
“Will you show us a suspension tonight?”
Dizzy gulped hard. They hadn’t discussed that possibility at all but she trusted Venom’s judgment.
“Not tonight,” Venom said, causing a few of the single officers to grunt with frustration. “We’re nearly out of time. Suspensions shouldn’t be rushed.”
“Will you consider another class soon?”
“Sure.” Venom massaged her neck with his thumbs. “We’ll pick up right here and I’ll make sure that you get to see a proper suspension.” He gave her backside a pop that made her hiss and lift on her tiptoes. As chuckles erupted around them, he asked, “Would you like that, sugar?”
Buzzing with excitement, she glanced over her shoulder. “Yes. Very much.”
Actually she wanted to do that, like, right now. This whole class had been foreplay. The white-hot need blossoming in her lower belly wouldn’t be satisfied until Venom consumed her with his dominant, powerful style of lovemaking.
With the demonstration at an end, students filed out of the room. Most of the couples stopped for pointers. Venom stepped away from her side to show one of his fellow officers how to better accentuate his wife’s fuller figure. Enviously eying the other woman’s voluptuous bosom, Dizzy didn’t even notice the single officer who had cozied up close to her until he reached out to flick one of the tiny bows adorning the cup of her bra.
With lightning speed, Venom snatched the officer’s hand in a deadly grip that drove the other man to his knees. “Never touch my mate.” He pushed the grabby man’s finger back toward his wrist, lurching a strangled cry from the other man’s throat. “Apologize.”
“I’m sorry, Captain. I didn’t—”
“Not to me,” he said through gritted teeth. “To my wife.”
The man didn’t look pleased but he did it. “I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“Are you satisfied with that apology, Dizzy?”
She nodded and finally found her voice. “Yes.”
Venom released the other guy’s hand. “You’re lucky she’s so gentle-hearted. Other mates might have requested that you get sent to the wall.”
Dizzy had no idea what that meant but didn’t ask. Still on his knees, the officer with one stripe shaved into his hair rubbed his hand. She had learned to differentiate the land corps from the sky corps by their hairstyles. The pilots seemed to favor those stripes.
Raze gripped the back of the airman’s shirt and dragged him to his feet. “Guess what, flyboy? You just earned yourself a two-month suspension from the club and a chat with the admiral. Say goodbye to some of those valor points.”
Venom gathered her close and soothingly caressed her shoulder. His anger dwarfed her irritation with the unwanted touch. He calmly finished helping the other officer with his question and bid the couple a good night.
When the door closed behind them, Venom turned toward her and gently gripped her shoulders. He bent down to peer into her eyes. “Are you all right?”