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Chapter 5
Butterflies of excitement and anticipation bubbled in her stomach as Emily made her way down to the dungeon later that evening. Between finally getting to finish that book and being paired with a sadistic Dom for a weekend of pain and pleasure guaranteed to put Professor Rogers and his butt plug out of her head for good. This was shaping up to be a banner day.
Emily had multi-tasked her heart out, reading while taking a luxurious soak in the tub, washing her hair, and shaving every inch of her body from her waist down to get ready for tonight. She had dressed in her standard dungeon wear. A lacy black bra and thong with matching garter belt, fuck-me stilettos, and a black satin robe to cover her while she made the trek down to the dungeon. She didn’t anticipate wearing any of it for longer than it took whoever her Dom ended up being to tell her to take it off.
When she reached the dungeon via the maze of underground tunnels, Jaben was standing guard, back straight, shoulders out, arms behind his back.
"Good evening, Miss Emily," he greeted, turning to unlock the door. "You're on the list for tonight. Go on in. Master Derek is waiting for you."
She entered the dungeon as a free woman, head held high as she looked around the room, recognizing a mix of old and new players. There were a few she had scened with in the past, and would probably scene with again, and some she didn't recognize. Were any of them the mysterious Master Cole, the man she had pledged herself to for the weekend, sight unseen?
Nerves knotted her stomach. Anxious to get the introduction over with, she looked for Derek. As usual she found him as the center of attention, surrounded by a group of Doms and Mistresses, most of whom she recognized and knew Derek counted as friends. She didn't know all of their names though. Had she been matched with one of them?
As she approached the group, she adopted a more submissive stance, shoulders down, eyes cast toward the floor, and tried to wipe the nervous anticipation and impatience from showing on her face.
"Emily!" Derek greeted her warmly as she approached. "I've been waiting for you!" He stepped forward and put an arm around her shoulders, turning her away from the group. "I'm just checking in that you are still sure about what you want. These weekend matches can be very intense. If you need to make any changes to your limits, now would be the time to do it."
Emily thought back to the forms she had filled out when she arrived at the Ranch. Her hard limits were basically anything related to bodily fluids, electricity and blood. Sex was on the table. Face slapping, pet play and butt stuff were okay, within reason. She had them marked as yeses.
Age play was a soft limit, something she didn't prefer to explore. It likely wouldn't be an issue with this crowd. With her limited experience, a weekend like this one was daunting, but that was what she wanted. What she craved. This weekend was all about being pushed and taken and controlled. It was only one weekend and then she would go back to just being Emily, a mostly good girl service sub.
"I'm good," she told Derek. "No changes."
He nodded. "Okay, well, remember to communicate your limits and don't play without a safeword."
"Yes, Sir. I won't." She was thankful that Derek was taking care of her so conscientiously, but she was ready to get on with it and meet her mysterious Dom.
Derek walked her around the room. "I think you will be very pleased with Master Cole. It's a perfect match for you, in my humble opinion. Now, we just have to find him. I saw him a bit ago, before you arrived, so I know he's around here somewhere.”
Emily scanned the room, following Derek’s sweeping gaze whenever he did, but she had no idea who she was looking for, so she mostly just observed. Several scenes were already taking place. This early in the night, she knew by experience those playing would be those with an exhibitionist’s fetish. Those more reserved would reserve the dungeon and private playrooms for later. Masters and Mistresses were decked out in leather and jeans. In contrast, submissives wore next to nothing or walked around naked. Some were being led about on leashes.
Master Odin, a man she had scened with several times in the past, was performing a flogging demonstration on a busty sub tied to a St. Andrews cross. Mistress Lola, a domme she knew only by name and face, was leading a pack of female and male subs alike around on leashes, as if she were just the neighborhood dog walker out for a stroll. Every so often she would stop to talk to someone and if her subs were unruly, she smacked them with a crop.
Finally, Master Derek stopped when he spotted a slender man in a leather vest and pants with a crisp dress shirt tucked in. He was facing away from them, watching a fire cupping scene, and Derek tapped his shoulder when they approached. "Master Cole. Your submissive for the weekend has arrived.”
Emily stared at the floor, knowing that some Doms prefer that a submissive not look at them without permission, and waited for the introduction to be official.
"Both of you expressed a desire for an intense weekend where boundaries are pushed. I checked your limits and they match up nicely but do make sure you discuss them amongst yourselves before any play happens. Without further ado, Master Cole, Emily Vaughn. Emily, meet your Dom for the weekend. I expect you will be a good girl and show him a good time."
"Yes, Sir," she answered, just as Master Cole spoke at the same time.
"I'm sure there won't be any issues. And if there are, I'll be sure to take care of them. I do enjoy putting a naughty sub in her place."
It wasn't the threat that made Emily jerk her head up, but the voice. She would have recognized it anywhere. It had haunted her dreams all week.
Praying she was wrong, she looked at her Dom, and just as she had suspected, into the twinkling eyes of Professor Rogers, the very man she was trying to forget.
Remember your manners, she silently chided herself, as she looked from Dom to Dom, wondering if it was too late to get out of this.
"I'm very much looking forward to this," Professor Rogers murmured, taking her hand and lifting it to his lips the same way he had done that first day in the library.
When he winked at her, her pussy screamed. She was hot, wet and ready for some fun. If she backed out now, everyone else was matched. It would just be her and her vibrator for most of the weekend. She loved her vibrator and her alone time, but it was not going to do the trick this time.
What the hell? In for a penny, in for a pound. What better way to get Professor Rogers out of her system than to literally have her fill of him?
Decision made, she looked in his eyes. "It will be my pleasure to serve you this weekend, Master Cole."
