Lessons From the Professor

“I do, but for obvious reasons we both have a soft spot for the teacher and student personas.” Leigh put the outfit back onto the shelf. “I have plenty of school-girl outfits. I think I want something different this time.”

“You never worry that he’ll do something you don’t like?” Sutton asked as they continued to make their way around the shop. She knew they participated in BDSM, but they’d never really had an open conversation like this one.

“No, that’s why we have rules. I trust James implicitly. That’s a number one requirement when it comes to your Dom.”

“I don’t know if I could give someone that much control over me,” Sutton said.

“Well, it doesn’t happen all at once. You start small and work your way up. It’s freeing really.”

“How so?” Sutton asked as they moved on to an area bursting with corsets.

“Well, after we set the guidelines, I was free to experience sensations. No more thinking or worrying, and then, you hit sub space.” A look of pure bliss came over Leigh’s face.

“Sub space?”

“A paradise where all you can feel is pleasure and bliss. It’s like you’re floating in a bubble in another dimension.”

“Another dimension?”

“It’s really hard to describe. But trust me when I say it’s amazing, and the closest to flying a human could ever come to.”

A shiver spread up Sutton’s spine. What would it feel like to have no worries, to feel weightless and truly free, if only for a moment?

I think I’m starting to see the appeal in this lifestyle.

“Have you always been into BDSM?”

“When I look back on it now, I’d say yes. Though at the time, I didn’t know to put a name to it. It started off with small things, being tied to the bed post with scarves, playful spankings, and being ordered around. Dominance games that I think everyone dabbles into from time to time.”

“How so?”

“Telling your significant other they can’t touch you until you say so, and teasing them until they beg you to put them out of their misery.”

“That’s BDSM?”

“Yes, not everything is extreme.”

“Do you get into extreme things?”

“By whose standards?”

“Good point. Do you think anything you do is extreme?”

“In the world of BDSM, no, but to a newbie, maybe.”

“Do you mind sharing?”

“No. I’m actually really enjoying having someone to talk to about this. I mean there are other subs within the lifestyle we’re friends with, but I’m not close to them like I am you. I never really went into detail before, because I wasn’t sure if it’d be something you wanted to talk about.”

“Leigh, I’m always here to listen whether it’s about stress at work or your kinky love life.”

“Thanks, girl. What do you think about this one?” Leigh asked. She held up a black and red corset accompanied by a black G-string.

Sutton let out a low whistle and nodded her head. The bustier was red with a lace overlay, and the tapered waist alternated in stripes of deep red, and black.

“That’s hot, Leigh.”

“I like the burlesque vibe it has going.”