The Boss's Pet:Their Submissive Switch(8)

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.