Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 93751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Hannah smiled, both pleased by his praise and a little embarrassed. “I guess it was pretty obvious, huh? I might as well have been wearing a sign on my back: clueless newbie.”
“Not at all,” Anthony said, smiling back. “Lack of experience is not the same as cluelessness. You handled yourself exceptionally well, especially when things took an unexpected turn.”
Hannah barked a nervous laugh. “Unexpected is one way to describe it.” Heat rushed into her cheeks as she recalled Mason’s large hand between her legs, his erection hard against her back as he brought her to the most powerful orgasm of her life.
Anthony frowned. “Mason was out of line last night. I spoke to him just before I came down the mountain. He hadn’t realized quite how inexperienced you were.”
Oh, great. Mason got yelled at because of her. No doubt it further confirmed his belief she was an imposter wannabe, hanging on the edges of the scene like some kind of groupie. She didn’t know how to respond directly to what Anthony had just said, so she sidestepped it.
“So, what would it entail, exactly? Me coming to The Enclave as a writer-in-residence?” She definitely liked the sound of that.
“Well, to tell you the truth, Hannah,” Anthony said, leaning forward in his chair so their knees were almost touching, “I have something more in mind.”
“More?”
“Yes. Last night confirmed what I’ve suspected since I first met you. You’re a natural submissive who hasn’t yet had the chance to explore her true nature. We’re uniquely positioned at The Enclave to help bring that potential to life. A Master is more than just a dominant scene partner. He is also a teacher. I believe you demonstrated last night that you are quite teachable.”
Anthony placed a hand lightly on her thigh. His touch sent a small electric jolt through her. His natural dominance spoke to something deep inside of her.
“You handled what could have been a potentially difficult scene for you with considerable submissive grace. You were able to transcend your fear, which allowed you to enter what I call submissive headspace. You took quite a flogging for your first time. And, correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe the erotic pain dramatically heightened the impact of the sexual interaction.”
Hannah absolutely refused to blush again. While she was embarrassed to be reminded of the orgasm Mason had effortlessly pulled from her, she was also thrilled that Anthony saw such potential in her. And, as a wordsmith, she couldn’t help but be charmed by his flowery language.
“You’re not wrong,” she admitted. “I know it was a very tame scene by Enclave standards, but it was pretty intense for me.”
Anthony nodded. “That’s why I think you might want to consider widening the parameters of your stay with us. You would be an excellent candidate for slave training.”
“What?” Hannah exclaimed, caught completely off guard. She shook her head, her arms reflexively crossing over her chest. “No. No, no, no. I am definitely not slave material. I can tell you that right now. Not happening. No way.”
She hadn’t meant to be quite so emphatic, but he’d really thrown her for a loop. Aware she might have sounded rude, she added, “I mean, I really appreciate the vote of confidence, but 24/7 slave training is just not in the cards for me.”
Anthony didn’t reply right away. Instead, he looked her slowly up and down, as if peeling away not only her clothing, but her resistance.
Finally, he met her gaze, his lips lifting into a wry smile. “You’re certainly adamant for someone who doesn’t really know what it is she is refusing. I’m not suggesting the total immersion 24/7 program that we typically offer trainees. I was thinking you might benefit more from a modified program. Something developed specifically for you. You’re a natural, Hannah. BDSM is in your DNA. You’re hardwired for erotic suffering and submission. You’ve just never had the opportunity to complete the circuit.”
Hannah couldn’t deny this, and didn’t try to. Now that she was over the initial shock of his offer, she was becoming increasingly intrigued. “So,” she said slowly, trying to gather her thoughts. “What would that entail exactly? I mean, if I agreed to some kind of modified program?”
“I’d show you a copy of our standard slave contract. We would figure out together which parts of it would be appropriate for you. I think ten days should be sufficient to give you a thorough introduction to our training methods. At the end of that time, we can reassess and decide where to go from there.”
“Go from there?” Hannah echoed, not certain what he meant.
“You might decide this whole D/s business is not for you, despite your initial experience. Or you might decide you’d like to enter the full-fledged training program—the one with no safewords and no hard limits.”