Thread: What's Your Safeword? (Torrid x I Am Nobody)

Things for 25 year old Gemma Dewalt hadn't been good for a long time. She had only been married a year and a half when she discovered her husband with his head between his secretaries legs, doing to the busty blonde what he would never do to her but being the type of woman she was she decided to give him another chance to make their marriage work. Only a few short months after he promised never to touch another woman again Gemma learned that the type of woman she was, was foolish for believing him. The only bright spot in her life right now was the fact that she'd gotten accepted into the private BDSM club Safeword as a trainee. Gemma would be expected there tonight for the beginners introduction to the club. The membership had cost her a pretty penny but if she got to explore all the feelings and needs she had inside of her it would be worth every dime. Once she'd tried to bring it up to her husband, that maybe he could tie her up or spank her and he'd be totally appalled. Sex had always been all about him and she was ready for it to be all about her, or at least all about mutual pleasure. Along with her letter had come a list of rules she was expected to follow and another sheet of paper that listed protocol and explained that within the club the Dominant members were simply Dom's and the submissive members were simply sub's. Club staff were addressed as Master or Mistress and staff members stood out from club members by the silver bands they were about their biceps. 1. A submissive must never have on more clothes than a dominant - Gemma took this to mean she should dress revealing. 2. A submissive must be barefoot within club walls at all time 3. Dom's and Domme's should be referred to as Sir or Ma'am 4. Honesty at all times 5. Violence will not be tolerated 6. submissives must wear cuffs at all times cuffs will be provided by club safeword 7. Every club member or staff member has the right to wear a mask in order to safeguard their identity if they so choose. 8. Two Drink limit on alcoholic beverages all beverage and food costs are covered by the membership fee 9. the club safe word is Red Yellow can also be used if you'd like yours DomMaster to slow down. 10. Safe, Sane, Consensual. Excitement shivered up her body as she stood outside of the club for the first time, it looked like a castle plopped down in the middle of the most beautiful landscape she'd ever seen. It looked out of place and not exactly welcoming either but to hell with it she was here and almost as soon as she knocked on the door a big burly man opened it and then looked her up and down, apparently checking her clothing. The simple black tube dress made out of a skin tight latex that she had picked up from a fetish wear store early that day apparently met the clubs dress code and he ushered her inside, taking her ID and after checking her name on a list he handed her a lock and waved her towards the trainees dressing room with instructions to choose her locker and remove her shoes an sweater. Gemma hustled down the hallway and into the door the burly man had indicated, there were other trainees milling around and she quickly realized that she was the most conservatively dressed and though she felt exposed she was the trainee showing the least amount of skin, it seemed another visit to the fetish shop was in order for her. She kicked her heels into a locker and slid her sweater onto the hook along with her purse. It was too bad she couldnt hang her nerves up in the locker and forget about them. As excited as she was it would be crazy not to have some reservations. As she was examining herself in the mirror another trainee bustled over to her. You must be the new girl. The bubbly blond took her hand and spoke a mile a minute I'm Lucy! Master Thorne, the club owner asked me to see you through this beginning process... so here's how it goes down! There will be a chime in about two minutes, once we hear that we line up, kneeling - legs slightly spread... stick with me I'll show you the details she winked then and Gemma wondered if this woman came from some bubble gum planet full of bouncy blonds. Then, Hector - the burly guy outside will apply our cuffs. Wrists cuffs are mandatory, ankle cuffs are up to the Master you've been assigned if your Master requests them Hector will apply them for your Master at the same time he applies the wrist cuffs next time. Then Master Thorne will come approve our clothing and after we've met his approval our Masters will come get us and give us our assignments. You ready? the bubbly Lucy asked just as the chimes filled the air. Ready as I'll ever be Gemma said softly while wishing she could have had her first drink before the chime had gone off. But she followed Lucy out into the hallway - copying her pose, kneeling with her legs spread slightly and her hands resting palm up on her thighs. There was a name for this pose, she'd seen it in a book before but for the life of her she couldn't remember it. Hector just as Lucy said he would walked the line applying cuffs to each of the women's wrists. Soon after Master Thorne, the man who'd approved her application walked the line approving each woman one at a time, saving her for last. He leaned forward and tucked his finger under her chin lifting her eyes to his. Pretty little subbie... your Master will be along soon to claim you.