BDSM Checklist: A, B, C

Chapter 55

Beth wrapped her fingers around the metal bars of the cage. Tensing her arms, she lifted her body weight off her ass and right leg, which was curled under her. When she couldn’t hold herself up any more, she relaxed, the crosshatched bars that made up the bottom of the cage settling painfully into her flesh.

Though she’d been careful, the slight movement was enough to set the cage rocking from side to side, the ground of the dimly lit playroom five feet below her shifting dizzyingly. Beth closed her eyes until the cage stilled again.

Madame Cat had said that today they were going to play the checklist game. Since she was collared, Beth had known who her partner would be, but she’d harbored a small hope that whatever her letter was would include things that might be more interesting and pleasurable than her normal play with Madame Cat.

Those hopes had been dashed when Madame Cat had put her into this uncomfortable contraption. Shaped like an old-fashioned domed birdcage, it was just tall enough that Beth was able to sit upright, but the diameter kept her legs bent at awkward angles. Currently she had her right leg half under her, foot sticking out between the bars, her left leg folded up so her thigh was against her bare breast.

Beth sighed and laid her cheek against her knee. The cage meant Madame Cat had drawn the letter C in the game. Beth had a very good memory and was fairly certain she knew exactly what lay in store. The rules of the game, and of the club, meant that Madame Cat couldn’t do anything that Beth had indicated was a hard “no” on her checklist, but Madame Cat was creative—she could probably find a way to come close without crossing the line.

Whatever anticipation and hope Beth had when her Mistress had announced that this weekend was devoted to the game died as she sat curled in the cage repeating the “C” section of the BDSM Checklist in her head.

Cages

Caning

Cattle Prod

Cells

Chains

Chastity Belts

Choking

Chores

Clothespins

Clamps

Cock Rings

Cock Worship

Collar

Corset

Cuffs

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how

breezed into the Den. She wore slacks and a silk blouse, which was far from her normal leather and chains Domme

face, because she smiled as she leaned

the ideal attire, but I can’t

frowned. He’d assumed that he and his partners would spend the weekend playing the

the time. “I want to be out of here by three.

voice as mild as he could. The weekend did not have to be a total loss—there would be plenty of people here to play with later, and he

“Didn’t Master Leo

with

Madame Cat’s voice held

it has is your name and a checklist for

her chair. “I’m afraid today is

“Oh?”

Given my new position, it’s

something involving politics, which had always seemed incredibly dangerous to him—a secret life as a Domme would

my flight leaves at 7. I’m only

stiffened. “You’re ending

and obedient. Everything I could want.” True

tapped two fingers on the arm of the leather and wood chair. “And my role is to play therapist

with his tone, but James didn’t care. He had no desire to spend his time dealing with the emotional messes

some great love story. We are more business associates than lovers. When I told the overseers I would be resigning my membership, they told me they were announcing a new game and suggested I uncollar Beth

Beth was striking rather than pretty, with brown hair cut in a ruler straight line just above her shoulders. Her eyes were equally brown, and seemed large

always around, an excellent and obedient assistant in scenes focused on others. She was most often seen playing with Doms who preferred a stricter version of BDSM play than James used. If he was remembering correctly, Cat’s favorite thing to do was to use her

I would have picked for Beth.” Though Cat’s tone was neutral, James could detect the slight derision in

picture, all

was so good at figuring out people’s emotional states,

to tell her anything other

photo back into the envelope, James stood and motioned for the Domme to

* * *

she recognized as Madame Cat’s, and then another set she thought sounded like a man’s. She closed her eyes when spotlights flicked on, the bright

bottom of her right foot. The blow was unexpected and painful. Beth sucked in

soft and regretful,

clothes when her Mistress had locked her in her

I’ve enjoyed our

it out, knowing waiting

time together. I doubt I’ll have the opportunity to play with a sub

on the tip of

forward so I can reach your

Beth was so startled by the command that she didn’t react in

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