Page 41 of Their Naughty Student
“If you get there before I do, just let yourself in.And Cav?”
“Huh?”
“I was wondering if you’d be interested in helping out with the upcoming training class.”
I was met with silence, but I waited him out.
“You sure that’s a good idea?”
I smiled to myself.“Okay, let me rephrase.Should Jamie be added to the roster, would you be interested in helping out with the upcoming training class?”
“Of course,” he said quickly.
“I thought so.Oh, and one more thing.”
“Hit me.”
I decided to go all in, see how he reacted.“I’m going to expect a play-by-play of your date when you stop by tonight.”
“Is that so?’
“Yes.And we’ll see where we go from there.”
Cav inhaled sharply, but I hung up, not wanting to get too deep into that just yet.We would have plenty of time to see how it played out tonight.
I set my phone on my desk and stared at it.My dick was rock hard beneath my slacks, but I ignored the damn thing.I had too much shit to worry about right now, mainly the club I was managing and the training orientation that was starting…
“Shit.”I shot to my feet.
The damn thing had started five minutes ago.
When I walked into the training room a couple of minutes later, I scanned the many faces staring back at me.This class would start out completely full, a total of ten students, which hadn’t been the case for the past few classes.
“Good evening,” I greeted, watching the reactions from all the newbies.
The responses ranged fromHeytoGood eveningand only a couple of appropriateGood evening, Master Edges.
They would definitely be working on that.
“As you might’ve learned,” I explained to the group, looking from one face to the next as I spoke, “we’ve recently modified the four-week course.While it’s still four weeks, we’ve expanded from three days a week to four.You’re required to be here every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday night for four consecutive weeks, during which time you’ll be in the classroom as well as down in the club.”
No one said anything, and only one man in the back appeared completely engaged, with his eyes lowered only slightly.
“Unlike other classes, you will not receive a syllabus for this one.There will be group exercises along with one-on-one time with assigned Dominants.Some of you will likely advance faster than others, but I will address each of your needs on an individual basis.”
All eyes remained on me.
“If you’re wondering where the fourth day comes in, that’ll be on Friday.As a trainee, you are required to volunteer, working the stations according to necessity.I generally save that for after the class concludes, but I’d like to observe your interactions on a casual basis.That means you’ll be at Dichotomy four days every week for a minimum of two hours per night.If anyone has a problem with this schedule, please see me afterward to discuss.”
As I explained the outline of events to come, I briefly wondered why I hadn’t suggested that Jamie sign up for this course from the very beginning.Back when Ransom pulled the stunt.Rather than get involved with her directly, I could’ve appeased Zeke and had someone else train her.Regardless, I figured this would be beneficial to her, an experience she likely wouldn’t get anywhere else.
Of course, I would have to give Zeke a heads-up.The man would need to know his sister was going to be here, and if he wasn’t careful, he could catch her in some compromising positions.Should I also tell him that I would not allow another Dominant—aside from Cav—to touch her?Perhaps that would make him feel a little better.
Interesting twist.You just come up with that?
Actually, yes.And I wasn’t sure where the idea came from.Where that possessiveness came from, either.Unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to do that.It would result in far too many questions, and the last thing I wanted was to stir the pot at the club.The members managed that well enough on their own.
They’re waiting.
