Rae was wearing a frilly, fluffy, many layered black skirt that puffed out all around her but barely covered her ass and a black crop top with puffed sleeves and white lace on the low cut front, midriff hem, and sleeves. With her long braids pulled into two low ponytails on either side of her head, she looked both badass and adorable. Luke was rather strongly reminded of some of the ‘baby girls’ he’d seen in the club and couldn’t help but think she’d look right at home in the ‘little girl’s room’ one floor up.

Beside her, Domi looked almost like she was going for warrior-esque in a black leather halter and matching short skirt which laced up the sides, showing off a lot of her pale skin through the criss-crossing leather laces. Her hair was still a riot of curls around her head, reaching down to her chin, but she’d done her make-up dark and smoky with dark red lips, giving her almost a goth look.

“Do they make those for women?” Domi asked the room at large as she and Rae moved towards the other side of the stage, opposite from where Kincaid, Brian, and Morgan were and putting them to the left of Luke.

“Yes, but skirts are more fun,” Brian said with a wink.

Moving to Luke’s side, Michael and Ellie were both smiling at him as Domi wrinkled her nose at Brian, and she and Rae started whispering to each other. Morgan was eyeing the two Dom mentors like she was trying to work herself up to approaching them as they started to chat.

“Feeling better?” Michael asked Luke.

“A little,” Luke admitted. Even though he hadn’t particularly wanted more of an audience for his outfit reveal, having the others there did actually make him feel a little better. Especially the other submissives. While he might still envy Kincaid and Brian their leather pants and vests, there was definitely something kind of fun about showing off his assets. Pun intended.

Ellie grinned. “You’re a lot more covered up than most of the male submissives. And if you decide you do want pants like Kincaid’s or Brian’s, no one’s going to stop you—although you might get a few more confused submissives like Morgan hitting on you.”

“I’m pretty sure Morgan just likes to flirt,” Luke said, his eyes flitting over to where the stunning redhead had joined the Doms in their conversation. Zach and Mitch had both arrived as well and she’d immediately been pulled into their orbit. Mitch was wearing leather pants and a black tank top that fit him like a second skin, while Zach’s leathers were topped with a button down white shirt, open at the neck.

He wondered if Samantha was coming or if she’d decided the class wasn’t for her.