“Not at all.” Genevieve strides across the room with effortless grace, taking the crop in her hand. “Would you like to feel it on your hand?”
“Sure.” I’ve come this far. After all, it’s just my hand.
“Hold your hands out, palms up. Both of you.” I do as I’m told without question, which only raises a million questions in my mind.
The snap of the crop breaks the silence, the bite of leather stinging my hands, and yet I find myself exhilarated by it.
“Oh, you enjoyed that. I can see it in your eyes. Now, imagine how delicious that would feel on your sweet little cunt.” I gasp.
“Is that what you do? To women or to men? Do they like getting their junk whipped?”
Jenna lets out a laugh. I guess I’m asking a stupid question, but Genevieve indulges me.
“I’m attracted to men and women, so yes, I punish both. As for my male sub’s cock, I don’t whip it. Women are the superiorsex when it comes to pain tolerance. It’s not pleasurable for a man to have his cock whipped. Itispleasurable for a woman. If you spread your legs and let me use this crop on you…” she says as she runs it through her fingers, “… you’d be wet for it.”
“I’ll do it,” Jenna declares, like Katniss, volunteering as tribute.
Genevieve’s gaze snaps to hers with heat in her eyes. “As delectable as that sounds, Jenna, I have a demonstration to participate in. Would you like to join us, Aspen?”
Do I want to see Ryder in his element, with another woman?
“I don’t know if I can see Ryder with you.”
She tosses the crop on the bed and takes my hands in hers, entreating me to look at her. “Ryder and I are just friends. We’ve never been anything else. I’m simply helping a friend in their masterclass. Don’t you want to see what he likes? I mean, if you have feelings for him.”
“He might not want me there.”
“I doubt that, but it’s your decision to make. Everything that happens within the walls of this club is about consent. It is the cornerstone of our lifestyle.”
“Okay. I would like to come.”
“Yay!” Jenna links her arm through mine and beams at Genevieve. “Lead the way, Mistress.”
A thrill courses through me, crashing headfirst into the dread that is vying for dominance in the pit of my stomach.
Chapter 20
RYDER
The training floor is packed tonight, ready for a night of skilled debauchery. Logan is doing a Shibari class, Helena, Pierce, and Freya are showing the art of including a thirdwithouttheir participation in sex. Flex and Helena will be doing a class on anal toys, and Theo is overseeing everything as the new Master of the training suite.
I tried to get out of doing the breath-play demonstration, but in the end, I caved. Breath play is extremely dangerous if done incorrectly and still holds an element of danger even with the most experienced Dominant. It’s why I fucking hate myself for doing it to Aspen. I’ve never been that cavalier with it, and I question my judgment when it comes to her.
My friend, Dalton, appears at my side with Nadia. “Where’s your sub?”
“I don’t have one. Viv is going to be my partner for the class.”
“Are you two…” Nadia asks.
“No.”
“Don’t question a Dom about his sexual partner, kitten. On your knees. You can sit at my feet for asking such an invasive question.”
She has a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she drops to her position, her eyes cast to the floor. “Yes, Master Callaghan.”
“Have you seen Viv? We’re about to get started.”
“She just arrived with Jenna.”
