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Iโm so glad I donโt have to use condoms with Daddy.
โHe asked me to move in with him for the summer,โ I whisper back. โOmiโgoodness. Iโm so excited. Iโve never done this full-time. Whatโs it like?โ
โLiving with your masters?โ Her eyes shine. โIt is every dreamโโ
โLadies.โ The hunky, dark-haired instructor stops in front of us, and we both bite our lips in embarrassment. Not that weโre the only ones talking. The room is filled with whispered conversations and smothered giggles, but Rose has picked a mat right up front, so weโre easy targets. โCondoms on?โ
โYes, uh, sir.โ I donโt need him to carry a crop to know what he is. Heโs a Dom all the way. I hold up my dildo. The red condom over the flesh-colored dildo looks as icky as itโs going to taste, and I wish Logan had stayed so I could practice on something yummy instead. I console myself with the thought that heโs going to let me demonstrate on him later.
โItโs Master Jason, and make sure you roll it all the way to the hilt, because you will be sucking it that far down.โ He unrolls the condom down the dildo another inch in a move that looks creepily well-practiced.
Chastened, I nod. โThank you, Master Jason.โ
He doesnโt praise me or call me a good girl, the way Logan would, just moves on to check Vashiโs and Roseโs dildos. Rose holds hers out like sheโs presenting him with an Oscar. He pats her head before he moves away.
I would hiss โteacherโs petโ at her, if I didnโt remember how hurtful those words felt when they were aimed at me. Instead, I sit, silent and shamed.
Vashi leans over and whispers right in my ear. โIt is masala chai every day.โ
I smile gratefully at her.
โWould you two stop talking?โ
Rose hisses at us, quite loudly, causing the instructor to flash an annoyed, blue-eyed glance at me. I bow my head.
I take in the rest of the class, dutifully deep-throating the strawberry-flavored dildo as far as I can when instructed, but itโs mechanical. Thereโs no fun to it now and the nasty strawberry flavor of the condom makes my tummy churn.
When he arrives to collect me, Logan notices, because Logan notices everything.
He tips my chin up as he puts his arm around me. โCocksucking Class too rough on your throat, little girl?โ
I smell beer on his breath. The same way Ash used to smell of beer before heโd want to have sex. Heโd ask me questions I didnโt want to answer, too. You know I still love you, donโt you, E-Bae? You know I have needs, right?
I shake my head and look away.
โThatโs a mouthy sub you have there,โ Master Jason says, from where heโs rolling up a yoga mat. โIf she were mine, sheโd be wearing a ball-gag for the rest of the day.โ
โEmily?โ Logan frowns and looks at me. โWhat happened, baby doll?โ
He blames me, too.
With my head bowed, I say, โIโm very sorry I disrupted your class, Master Jason. I didnโt mean to be disrespectful.โ
I turn away, moving out from under Loganโs arm and through the outer doors of the Spa.
Behind me, I hear Vashiโs soft voice, โBut, sahib, there were many talkingโโ
I wrap my arms around myself. Iโve gotten her in trouble with her Dom, too. Wiping my eyes, I make my way quickly back to my room. The blanket fort is half-collapsed, a messy tumble of pillows and blankets between the couch and desk, disrupted by our comings and goings. It looks sad and stupid. Iโm in the middle of pulling it apart and remaking my bed, when thereโs a knock on the connecting door.
My heart jumps into my throat.
Then I force myself to relax. Itโs Logan. Of course, itโs Logan. An intruder wouldnโt knock.
But when I open the door, it isnโt Logan. Itโs Master Niall.
I take a sharp step backwards.
โCaileag, are yeh ahโright?โ he asks.
I nod. โWhereโs Logan?โ
โHe stayed to speak with the instructor.โ
He stayed to apologize for me, because Iโm his sub and my poor behavior reflects on my Dom. Sickly strawberry squirts into the back of my throat as my stomach churns.
โIโm really very sorry about disrupting the class. Please donโt be mad at Vashi. It was my fault.โ
Niall tilts his head as he looks down on me. โVashi said the same.โ
That it was my fault? Way to throw me under the bus. โIs she being punished? Please donโt punish her.โ
โNae, why would she be punished?โ
Of course, she wouldnโt. Because itโs my fault. Iโm going to be punished. Thatโs why Logan is speaking to Master Jason: to determine the depth of my transgression. Which is pretty deep since I kept talking even after Master Jason reprimanded me. And thatโs why Master Niall is here: to keep an eye on the bad subbie while my Dom figures out my punishment. And we will be jumping directly to a punishment. The contract Logan sent me says that there could be correction or discipline before punishment, but I can feel the impending doom like the figurative sword hanging over my head. A real punishment is coming my way.
Rubbing my clenching stomach, I move back to sit on the edge of my half-made bed. I see Niall glance around my room and sink a little lower into myself at his frown.
โSorry, Master Niall, I was just cleaning up when you knocked.โ
โWould yeh like any help?โ
Heโs offering to help clean up my mess? Thatโs so nice. Just like Vashi said: he does the things.
โNo, thank you. Iโll just finish up so Logan doesnโt come back to this mess. Sorry.โ
He nods. โKnock if yeh need anythinโ.โ
He closes the connecting door quietly and I sit for another moment, rubbing my stomach and feeling an accompanying sick swirl in my head.
You knew it couldnโt last, didnโt you, you silly girl? Sooner or later your stupidity would embarrass Logan. Donโt think heโs going to want you to
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