Leigh: I’ll bring some snacks too, Maria, so you don’t have to cover everything.

Angel: Leigh, why don’t you love me?

Kate: Sweet! I can make it too!

Ellie: Me too! Can I bring anything?

Sharon: Woo-hoo! The subbies are all in! Is Olivia still not answering her texts?

Maria: Bring anything you want Ellie! There can never be too much food or booze for a girl’s night.

Angel: LEIGH! ANSWER ME! WHY DON’T YOU LOVE ME?!

Leigh: OMG, I LOVE YOU OKAY?!

Angel: I know.

Lexie: LMAO. This is going to be fun. I can tell. 

Angel: Oliiiiiiiiiivia. Are you coming? If you don’t come I’m going to feel unloved.

Leigh: And Lord knows you don’t want that.

Jessica: Do you two need to get laid or something?

Maria: Shh. No more talking until Olivia replies.

Chuckling, Olivia tapped her reply into her phone and hit send.

Olivia: I’m in.

She set her phone down on her desk. Face down, to cover the screen as it immediately started lighting up with replies.

Crazy bitches.

11

Tuesday night, Olivia put him with Mistress Lisa again.

Not that there was anything wrong with that per se... but it wasn’t exactly what he’d wanted. Obviously. He’d hoped she would decide to stand in as her instructor herself. Everything was easier when he was with her; his self-doubts lowered, the anxieties nagging at him subsided… he stopped caring what other people might think about him being dominated, how they might perceive him.

When he went to her office after class to ask her, she told him she didn’t want to mix his training up with whatever was going on with them. New submissives could have trouble sorting through their emotions for their first dominant and their emotions about kink in general.

He’d scowled. She’d just given him a pointed look and asked in a purring, sultry voice if he was ready to give up his ass to her.