<<. Avery, s
I sit nervously in the designated waiting area on ground. I am wearing a garter belt and a corset with my knees folded and thighs wide open.
It’s an invasive position but better than kneeling. I am glad the Mistress didn’t make me kneel. My knees would have hurt.
Subs are supposed to keep their eyes on ground. Once I am bored, I flicker my eyes at the clock on the wall and sigh. I arrived here at the appointed time, and now I need to wait patiently.
As the minutes tick by, I cannot help but feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety. I was looking forward to this session, but now that it is here, I cannot shake the feeling that I am not ready.
My Mistress had told me we will level up today. Tighter rules. More punishment. Turns out, I have a bit of a masochist in me. It helps me distract from the emotional pain. Then why am I on edge?
It’s just training. Relax. I tell myself.
Focus on breathing. This is what they taught me the past few days. How to feel grounded before a session. They also taught us what’s safe and what’s not. How to cautiously do impact play? Although each couple is different still they explained what are the general expectations from a Sub. What are my rights as a sub? How to communicate? Safe words and everything.
Many of the rules sound bullshit, but I am tagging along just to find out where it takes me.
Someone had told me. It’s just about how you want it. You can bend the rules a little as you please. But you must know the basics.
That day when I received the invite, I was really confused. But I took a leap of faith and joined the sub training the very next day. I am glad I did. It’s keeping me occupied from the drama that is unfolding in my family. So I am actually enjoying it learning to be a sub here. It’s better than the farce.
It’s inappropriate as hell and arousing too.
The training ground is different from the club itself. It’s a barn. A literal barn. The barn sets a tone.
And it turns out the scary–looking email was the club’s way to filter out people who are not serious. After reading the mail, I had booked a meeting with overseers and negotiated my terms.
“Those who want to take this lightly can join other clubs. We are in hardcore stuff and we want to keep it this way.” the overseer had told me.
When I first came here, every ounce inside me was screaming at me to run away. The barn gave me vibes, as if we
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were here to be trained like animals. As if they didn’t consider subs as humans. But the misconception was soon broken. The training ground is a barn because some people actually like degradation. No one will degrade you only because you are sub. But if a sub specifically asks for it. Why not?
I managed to convince them to assign me a female trainer. I also told them I was not in headspace to get serviced by anyone right now. I don’t mind the play sessions long as there is no penetration involved. I want to learn about the lifestyle and please someone.
Someone who would accept me.
She said she would think about it. In past few days, no one has touched me in that way, so that’s a plus.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the door to the waiting area swings open and someone strides in. I may not look up so I keep my eyes dug on the floor.
My heart skips a beat when I realize it’s not one, but two people. A man is walking behind the mistress.
My skin goes cold. I told her I wasn’t ready for men. Why is he here?
<<. Miles. >>
We came back from the disastrous trip a few days ago, and I have been anxious. It’s like I am on edge and want to fuck someone’s brains out to ground myself.
The office door opens and Isha walks in. She has been a great help. Maybe I shouldn’t compare, but just like Liam, she is incredibly efficient. And in some ways, she reminds me of his style. Only drawback: Isha is not as funny as him. Liam is managing this complete chaos by keeping things hidden from Emma. And hence he isn’t around this office often.
“Are you alright?” Isha asks when I don’t pay attention to her, staring out of the glass wall.
Nope.
“Yup.”
“You seem distracted… I don’t know if I can ask. But what happened?”
“Nothing special.”
I need to get someone out of my system. Too bad I cannot fuck her because she has shunned me. It’s been a few days since we came back from Catalina islands, and Avery refused to speak to me. I am trying to tell myself it’s for my own good. But I am feeling a little…off. I hadn’t expected that. I must admit it has hurt my pride a little.
The chair groans and I realize Isha has taken a seat opposite to me.
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“I am not as close to you as Liam, but you seem a line off since you raise back from bukkay?
I think for a while, glancing out of the glass well. Liam would have ep to www.
“Where is he?” I ask her.
“He had some work, so he went to Johnson’s office?
“What brings you here?” I ask and Isha hands me a bundle of files.
“I just need your signatures.”
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