to switch companies that provided us with security services. The last three were compromised. I bel ieve we have a handle on it now, ” Marcus says confidently.
“Yeah, a handle on it,” Conrick s ay sarcastically. “That’s why a riot team was called in last night.”
“We believe all these incidences are tied together. Our compromised security causes us to have a shortage of manpower and the fights being incited pulls everyone from their posts. I believe someone wants us to remain the top gossip. During these times things have gone awry in the dungeon as well. It can’t be a coincidence.” Marc runs a hand through his curls out of frustration. None of us knew any of this.
“Do you have proof?” Conrick inquires.
“Nothing concrete, I’m working on it,” Marcus sighs.
“Back to the training: If you had more Masters, you’d have more help. Clearly this is spiraling out of control. You have to see that.” Devlin flashes his eerie, pale stare down the table and challenges Marc.
“ I can train three simultaneously, will that appease you?” Master puts on a helpful face. I’ve known him since his birth - he’ s the best actor I’ve ever see n. I never have a clue what he’ s truly thinking. Even as we played as children I couldn’t read h im.
“ Yes. What about him? ” Devlin points at me. “He hasn’t trained anyone in over two year s . His delicate sensibilities prohibit it.” His sneer informs me that he finds monogamy with your submissive ridiculous. I tend to agree with him now. I shake my head in defeat.
“I have a new trainee as of this evening. We’ re starting tomorrow night.” I state plainly.
Everyone in the room turns their gaze of disbelief on me. I smirk. It’s nice to shock the masses. My Master scrutinizes me for long moments and then smiles at me as if he’ s proud of me- proud that I finally grew a pair. I arch an eyebrow in his direction. He outwardly laughs. I smile in return. It lightens my heart when I can get a true reaction out of the asshole.
“I can take on one other if it’s necessary. Each trainee needs different levels of instruction. I also was thinking of starting a course for submissives as well. A lot of the untrained dominant members train their submissives incorrectly. I think training to become a Master dominant and as well as a proficient submissive is necessary.”
“I like you,” Devlin says cheerily. His white teeth flash bright against his dark skin. “ You will stay after the meeting. The three of us will sit down and discuss a way to fix this mess.”
“Understood, Sir. Perhaps another Master could further their training. We could use a third instructor, ” I offer.
“Good, good. Me eting over- everyone who has a M aster get the fuck out of this room.”
The room empties before he fi nishes the sentence. He’ s a power to be reckoned with, but he allows his emotions to get the better of him. Our Master hasn’t wavered from his steady coolness. It makes me respect him all the more.
“I’m staying in the area for the unforeseeable future. I want daily meetings between the three of us scheduled. I need progress re ports on your training sessions. Your current trainees will need to meet with me on our next meeting. We will go over the waiting list and pick one more for each of you. I a lso want you both to take on a few submissive trainee s . I know this sounds like a lot, but if you can train one during a session you can train three. If you can train three dominants then you will need submissives for them to train with. You can train the submissives in their craft as well. If you need a hand ask one of the other Masters to sit in on the session.”
“May I ask why this is necessary?” Ma rcus asks Conrick.
“If you haven’t figured it out by now, Restraint and all of its Masters and member are under review. If we don’t get this resolved you’re dissolved. And you will be banished from National BDSM Lifestyle A uthority.
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