58. Training


    <<. Avery,


    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 d 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. Rx. 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 y? Although each couple is different still they exined what are the general expectations from a Sub. What are my rights as a sub? How tomunicate? 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 d I did. It''s keeping me upied 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 y sessions long as there is no pration involved. I want to learn about the lifestyle and please someone.


    Someone who would ept 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''tpare, 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 thisplete 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 ss 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 inds, 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, ncing out of the ss well. Liam would have ep to .


    "Where is he?" I ask her.


    "He had some work, so he went to Johnson''s office?


    David Johnson. Ethan''s brother,


    Ever since, the chat conversation leaked into the media. Their past is making its way onto the wise. They is wide support for Avery. People started digging into De''s past too and not very nice things wereing out. This kas significantly damaged Johnson family business shares.


    Avery''s father has removed De from the board and has given Avery some enormous responsibilities to save face of the Collins construction business. I am d he did. Lope Avery isn''t feeling lonely anymore.


    "What brings you here?" I ask and Isha hands me a bundle of files.


    I grunt. "What now?"


    "I just need your signatures."


    "And what the fuck am I signing?" I ask, ncing at the files.


    "Jeez Miles... Language."


    It makes meugh. "Sure Mother! By the way, I am leaving now."


    I am not in a good mood. I need to find and fuck some girl tonight.


    I skim the papers and sign the easy ones. Those which seem tooplex, I put


    them aside,


    "I will check theseter."


    "Oh okay..." she says in a low voice, and I squint my eyes at her.


    "What happened?"


    ." she blurts.


    "Nothing..."


    Before I can question her, my phone buzzes and I see Ran''s name


    né


    shing. He is staying at a phone


    cher. I hope they are not screwing around.


    I frown at the thought. Why do I care if she fucks someone else?


    "Miller! I have some intel," He says as soon as I pick up the call.


    "What is it?" I ask as I see Isha grabbing all the files and walking out.


    "I think we have our hands on the attacker. The one that happened in the hotel. I


    am going to the police station."


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    "Have they questioned him?" I ask while grabbing my jacket to walk out. It''ste


    already.


    "The cops didn''t, but my informer coaxed it out of him before informing the police."


    "He confirmed a woman ordered it. She wanted it to look like an ident."


    "It is De..."


    "Yes. Looks like it."


    That''s a relief. Despite Ran being around Avery, her safety was a constant


    matter of worry. Because a target is always at a disadvantage.


    "Do you want me to talk to him?" Ran asks.


    "Yes. I want to know the motive."


    Just jealousy? I don''t think so.


    "I will go with you," I add after a while.


    I catch up with Ran in front of Avery''s apartment. He hops in and I ask him,


    ncing at the building. "Is she alone right now?"


    He shakes his head.


    "No, she goes to some sses every evening. I dropped her. I will pick her up


    after four hours. We have plenty of


    time."


    I nod.


    "Is that ce safe?"


    "Yes. There are plenty of people with her. The biggest point is that she takes the


    situation seriously. So there is nothing to be worried about."


    "Where is this ce?"


    He chuckles.


    "A barn at the outskirts of the city."


    "A what?"