“Yes, Master Edge.”
Before she could go to her knees, I stopped her, tilted her chin up to look at me. “Who am I?”
She swallowed, another twinge of trepidation in her gaze. This wasn’t the sort of fear that had a human running for their life though. It was the kind that kicked the endorphins into high gear and made the blood heat.
“Professor,” she said softly.
“That’s correct. I better not hear you refer to me any other way.”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Kneel.”
Jamie gracefully lowered herself to her knees, hands on her thighs, chest forward, head tilted down. The pose was perfect. Just as she was.
“In case it’s not obvious, I’m laying claim to a submissive right here, right now.” I kept my hand on her head. “I’ve never done this before.” I peered down at her. “And I don’t intend to do it again.”
Wow. Quite the revelation, yeah?
Ignoring the voice, I continued, “So, I’ll make this very clear to everyone in this room. Miss Lautner belongs to me and Cav. While we believe this class is important for her, we’re unable to sit back and watch her interact with other Dominants. Therefore, she’ll remain in our care for the duration of this training session.” I scanned the faces, the line of Masters who had positioned themselves along one wall and the row of submissives currently in the middle of the room. “Because of this, I’ve made a significant change to this class. The Masters have paired up and they’ll remain that way throughout.” I grinned. “That should be interesting.”
A couple of Doms chuckled.
“Before we proceed, I’d like to have the Doms introduce themselves.”
Mistress Jane took a single step forward. “You can refer to me as Mistress Jane. I have yet to take on a submissive of my own, but that doesn’t mean I’m not in search of one. I won’t pull any punches with you, so during your time with me, I suggest you be on your best behavior.”
“Talon?” I nodded toward the giant of a man. He made me look like a small man. He clocked in at the same height of Zeke. Enormous.
“You may refer to me as Talon.” His voice was eerily dark, a rough growl lacing every word. He smirked. “When I allow you to speak, that is. You will not, under any circumstance, refer to me as Master. I am not, nor will I be, your Master. However, I’m more than happy to show you what it’s like to belong to one.”
One of the submissives sighed dreamily and I fought the urge to smile.
I motioned for Nash.
“My name’s Kason Nash. You may call me Master Nash. If you use my first name, I will not respond to you,” Nash stated firmly. “And it’s best you know, I like to hear you beg.”
Ian and Isaac were next. “To avoid confusion, my brother and I will be teaming up together. Considering that’s how we work anyway, it won’t be a problem. You may refer to us as Master Ian”—he placed his thumb on his chest—“and my brother is Master Isaac.” They stepped back with mirroring grins on their faces.
Timothy came forward, cleared his throat. “Those who’ve been at the club for some time know who I am. They call me Master Chaos. I’ll allow you to figure out why. By the end of the class, I believe you’ll all be familiar with the reason.”
Cameron gracefully stepped forward, smiled deviously. “You may refer to me as Mistress Cameron. I am a Sadist. I tolerate very little and I enjoy dishing out pain for minor infractions. Beware of that.”
Ransom chuckled. “Call me Master Bishop. Like Mistress Cameron, I’m also a Sadist. Training you is going to provide endless enjoyment for me.” He grinned. “I can’t say the same for you.”
“For your sake,” I interjected, speaking to the submissives, “I have not paired up the Sadists. I figure one is more than enough.”
The final two stepped forward and I had to admit, the two Mistresses together were quite the pair.
“My name is Ximena Naquin. You may call me Mistress X. I’m rather honored to be a trainer and I’m looking forward to my time with each of you.”
“They saved the best for last,” Mistress D said when she smiled. “My name is Demetria Nevrakis, but you may call me Mistress D. I, too, am a Sadist. And I have a penchant for sweet young women. You’ve been warned.”
When Mistress D stepped back, I took the floor once more. “I’d suggest you thank your Masters often for their participation, because if it weren’t for them, you wouldn’t be here.” I poked a thumb behind me. “Our panel. We have Master Harris as well as Master Landon Moore and his twin, Master Langston Moore. These Masters have submissives of their own, therefore they won’t be participating in our sessions. They will, however, be keeping a close eye on the class.” I nodded toward the submissives. “We also have one new student, Everly Hughes.”