Sondra didn't enjoy being on the learning end of things, that much he knew. Her confidence sparkled at the office in areas of expertise that she had but with her new lifestyle, there was still a learning curve she didn't appreciate. That was part of what Nicked enjoyed; he liked teaching her the lifestyle because she learned so quickly.
God help him once she gained enough knowledge to be able to move around in his world among his friends. He had no doubt her ability to manage and control would eventually spill over into being able to switch from submissive to Domme.
No doubt at all.
The other Masters couldn't keep their eyes off her during their last trip and didn't expect this one to be any different. On second thought, most of the women couldn't keep their eyes off Sondra and her curves. It would definitely be exciting for all involved.
"I do realize that some of the ‘instructors' may be women. So...do they enjoy other women or is it the need to be in control that pushes them to be the Domme?" Sondra sipped her coffee, waiting patiently for an answer.
Nick watched her responses and body language that she tried hard to hide and he could almost read her thoughts. Having other women touch her wasn't something she accepted easily yet, but that would come in time. Role play wasn't about women on women but more about the sexual tension, the desire to submit, and restrictions placed on the submissive. Many women he knew, and enjoyed watching, were good at being Dommes.
A vision flashed in Nick's mind of himself switching places with his submissive and being controlled by a Dom rather than a Domme. Would he be able to handle that? Could he deal with another man touching him so intimately even though it wouldn't be meant in a loving way but rather as punishment or torment? He wasn't sure how that would go over since that had never happened. Nick always played the dominant role. No wonder Sondra had a hard time with another woman even though men enjoyed watching the woman-on-woman interaction. He'd have to give that more thought.
Nick watched Sondra, her mind mulling over scenarios that might happen in Palm Springs on their next visit. He knew she thought about that. "Omar and Krystal also enjoy taking their pleasures outside at night into the hills on their property. It adds a certain fear factor for those left tied to the posts in the dark."
Her eyes widened. "Their fun ventures beyond the dungeon walls? Isn't having a dungeon enough for them?"
Nick laughed. He loved giving her things to think about and this definitely would occupy her thoughts until they arrived at Omar's! "No, they like to push the limits of those they train. I can only imagine you tied and naked, perhaps even blindfolded and gagged, out in the heat of the night...thinking you're alone...never knowing who might be watching you, taunting you."
"They don't really do that!"
"Oh, but they do, pet. That's part of their training class...to see how well you've learned to trust a Master and follow orders. The submissives never know who will be by to check on them, if at all, or if they'll be left out there all night, restrained and gagged. I do know that you'll be the most alluring bait tied out there. I can't remember if he still has guards around the property or not...or if the guards are granted permission to use the submissives at will." He carefully watched her reactions. "I'll have to ask Omar about that."
"You're comfortable giving me over to him for training?"
Nick rubbed his growing arousal as he thought about Sondra being tormented by one of the guards and her not knowing who it might be. Sitting forward in his chair, Nick grabbed his cup, then caught Sondra's confused gaze. He had to be stern with her on this point. "It will teach you to always trust your Dom...possible pain, never injury. Always remember that." He watched the fear creep into her eyes. "Let's hit the shower. I need to see you on your knees, slut."
Chapter Four
Sondra gripped the armrest as she squinted against the sun coming in the window when the plane bounced along after it landed on a scorching hot runway.
The distant hills caught her attention.
Nick's words echoed in her mind while the knots in her stomach tightened as she envisioned how dark it must get out there at night. Did Nick honestly intend to allow someone to tie her up and leave her out there for whoever might find her alone and naked?
Strong fingers lightly squeezed her knee and she turned to glance into his blue eyes, searching for answers.
"Don't stress about this...things will be fine. You'll make me proud among the Doms. They can't help but be taken with how you carry yourself and you'll stand out among the other submissives."
"I don't want to stand out, Sir."
He curled a finger beneath her chin and pulled her closer for a kiss. The heat of his lips and the scent of his cologne stirred her erotic thoughts, churning her insides as she tried not to seep onto her red silk thong. Nick told her Omar always collected the panties his new subs wore during the plane ride to his palace in the hills...that he required the submissives to present the damp panties to him as soon as he summed them once they were in their rooms and unpacked.
Nick sniffed the air and she closed her eyes with a moan.
"Perhaps I should offer you up for bid? Now there's an idea. We haven't bid on a submissive in a long time."
Her eyes flew open.
Nick's eyes nearly commanded that she accept what he proposed. She hadn't missed the sternness in his voice either.
He only looked at her for a moment before speaking. "I'll take that idea up with Master Omar when we arrive."
Sondra took in a deep breath, as though the air were being sucked from the plane. The brick terminal loomed outside, making her one step closer to Master Omar. She envisioned him as a stern sheik, commanding everything from a weak submissive and in that instant, her mind screamed that she not appear weak. One can be obedient without being weak; slaves might be weak...she was a submissive. There was a difference!
The hatch door opened. People took their turns exiting their rows.
Sondra scooted over, stood and Nick followed her out. The closer she got to the door, the warmer the air became. The August heat penetrated her clothes immediately when she descended the stairway and stepped onto the tarmac.
Nick laced their fingers as they walked and placed a warm kiss on the back of her hand. "This will be a visit you won't forget but I want you to thoroughly enjoy the experiences, love."
"It's the unknown that scares me. I'll try not to look at this as punishment."
Immediate seriousness took over his features. "We could turn it into that if you wish. It wouldn't take but a few meetings to arrange that."
"Nick!"
He laughed and wrapped his arm around her to walk into the terminal. Getting their luggage didn't take long and before she knew it, she sat next to Nick in the back seat of the limo Omar had sent to pick them up.
"Stop chewing your lip, pet. You're making it out to be worse than it will be."
She turned to glance at Nick. "It won't be bad for you because you know this man."
He leaned close to her ear. "Just consider it an honor to hand him your soaked thong...I know it's soaked, I can smell it."
"Oh my gawd!" Sondra tugged the hem of her skirt as she squeezed her knees together.
Nick sniffed in her ear. "The driver can smell you, too. I saw him take a whiff when you climb into the car."
His comment made her stomach flip to think the driver would make it so obvious. He probably got to smell all the submissives when they arrived. The order that she arrive in a skirt with no pantyhose, wearing only the thong that arrived in the mail last week, added to the mystery of their arrival. Her mind reeled with visions of being stripped naked in front of a total stranger.
The limo left the city and headed up into the hills, passing huge estates surrounded by walls to keep out intruders. Once again the orange tiled roofing drew her attention as she admired the palm trees. She did enjoy this area and was glad to be back, despite the fact that she had to meet unfamiliar Doms and Masters under these circumstances.
Finally the limo pulled into a gated driveway further up the mountain away from the other estates. After a winding drive up to the house, the vehicle stopped in front of a beautiful mansion decorated with palm trees. Colorful flowers scented the air as they walked to the front door.
A servant opened the door and Sondra walked in followed by Nick. No sooner had the door been closed when a striking woman with dark eyes met them and called Nick by name. Her blonde hair hung to her waist. She took his face in her hands and kissed him full on the mouth, surprising Sondra.
Nick gave the blonde a hug and held her for a moment as her fingers laced the back of his hair. Jealousy reared its head but Sondra told herself it was nothing. The two were good friends and would naturally greet each other that way.