Hard limits would never be pushed, but soft limits could be. Since Luke had no idea what he liked, he’d had a lot of soft limits. Things he was willing to try. Granted, he’d had Olivia in his mind the entire time he’d been thinking about trying them, which may have affected how open-minded he’d been while filling it out.

“That’s it for now,” Olivia said, stepping back from the table again as she lifted her hands up in front of her, gesturing for them to stand. “Everyone up now, we’re going to pair off and you’re going to practice negotiations for an above-clothing spanking scene. Be thorough, because once we go upstairs, I’m going to be showing you some of the equipment and if you’re picked to demonstrate, you’ll be doing so under the terms you negotiated.”

Next to him, Domi made a slight squeaking noise as Olivia turned and walked back to the bar counter while the dominants stared at the table like slavering wolves. Luke led the way to standing, Samantha not far behind him, and the others moving more slowly. He was kind of fascinated by the way they all differed as they lined up facing the dominants.

Samantha’s chin was up in determined bravery, her hands clenched into fists by her side as if daring one of the dominants to say something to her. Beside her, Morgan was posed flirtatiously, one finger winding a long curl around and around as she eyed each of the dominants in turn. To Luke’s amusement, she even gave him a little look before turning back to the other men. Rae and Domi had released their hand hold but were still standing rather closely together, Rae doing her best to look unaffected while Domi appeared excited but nervous.

Coming back to the two groups facing off, Olivia had a small pile of papers in her hand. Luke assumed it was everyone’s limits and survey, since Patrick had handed Luke’s off to her when they’d come in.

“Rae, you’re with Master Mitch,” Olivia said, giving the young woman a look as she handed Mitch the paper. Mitch grinned widely, taking the paper with one hand and waving his hand out toward one of the other booths. Giving Domi a last look, Rae stepped forward and let Mitch lead her away.

“Morgan, with Master Brian. Samantha with Master Zach. Luke with Master Kincaid. And Domi you’re with me.”

Both Domi and Luke jerked in surprise.

He opened his mouth to protest, caught the look in Olivia’s wickedly sparkling gray eyes, and snapped his mouth back shut.

“But...” Domi’s voice trailed off as she looked a little forlornly at Kincaid, whose expression hadn’t changed a hair.