Between Two Doms [Club of Dominance 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page A

but he knew how to read a woman and knew when she wanted to be touched. He intended to push her boundaries and see how far she would let them lead her. Turner couldn’t wait to begin courting her. And if she agreed to play, he and Barry were going to introduce her to the lifestyle of Dominants and submissives.
    Now to see if she agrees.
    “What would I have to do?” she asked in a small voice. “You wouldn’t…I mean, you wouldn’t hurt me, would you?”
    “Never,” Barry assured her.
    “Club of Dominance is orientated toward the D/s part of BDSM,” Turner said. “I have no interest in the sadomasochistic side of the lifestyle and I don’t allow that sort of thing in his club. Barry and I are into bondage, spanking, light whipping, and sex toys. I allow wax play and cupping, but there is never to be any real hard pain in my club.”
    He’d watched Charlie’s eyes widen as he explained. “I don’t know what…”
    “Don’t worry about it. Choosing the type of play is our job,” Barry said.
    “You don’t have to worry about other Doms here, either,” Turner said. “This is an informal agreement, but it’s an exclusive one. You may be asked to help other Doms by handing over their equipment, which we would allow, and we expect you to answer and obey those demands with respect. But rest assured that no sexual demands will be made from other Dominants. That will be an exclusivity only Master Barry and I will have.”
    He could imagine the kind of fears rolling through Charlie’s mind, but he was particular about behavior in his club. If any of the visiting Doms pushed beyond his rules, then they were banned. They all had to read the club rules and sign the consent forms to show they understood his policies. He had dungeon monitors in the club all night every night observing scenes for the protection of the subs. The monitors were usually Doms themselves and had learned to read if a sub was into a scene or not, and they would stop the action immediately if the sub were in danger.
    That went for the Doms as well. The monitors would step in if a sub was topping from the bottom, and either take over the play or send another more experienced Dom into the scene. Subs had to learn that they weren’t in control, since the reason they attended his venue was to give up their power, so Turner made sure their desires were met.
    Of course, now Charlene knew these rules, too, but she had yet to sign the forms or agree to their proposal. If she worked for them but wouldn’t play with them, Turner would have to undergo the torture of working beside her without touching her. Just as bad, Charlie might never learn what pleasure her body was capable of giving her in skilled hands like his and Barry’s.
    She was biting her lip again as she contemplated the suggestion. “So if it doesn’t work out, I won’t have to quit, right?”
    “Not at all,” Turner said. “The job is separate from whatever the three of us agree to.”
    She took a fortifying breath and nodded firmly. “Okay. I want to…I want to try. And I want the job.”
    Barry picked up the papers Charlene had left on the bar and turned back toward her. “Sign these, baby.”
    Charlene took a hesitant step forward and then pushed her shoulders back and walked with gracefully casual calm. Turner doubted that was what she felt though. He saw all the signs she was trying to hide. Her mouth was pulled tight and her shoulders were too tense, but she picked up the pen lying on the bar, snatched the papers from Barry, and signed on the dotted line.
    “Good.” The tension drained from Turner’s muscles. Until she signed those papers he still hadn’t been too sure she would accept the job. He picked up the skirt and corset Barry had retrieved from the closet where he kept spare clothes. “I want you back here at seven sharp tomorrow night dressed in this outfit. You may wear a coat for protection from the cold, but when you enter the club, you are to leave it