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

Cat, a lovely African American woman, breezed into the Den. She wore slacks and a silk blouse, which was far from her

smiled as she leaned in to kiss his

know, not the ideal attire, but I can’t stay

that he and his partners would spend the weekend playing the game. It was slightly annoying

her to check the time. “I

be a total loss—there

“Didn’t Master Leo talk to

with

voice held the

“All it has is your name and a checklist for your sub. He said the rest of it was up to

“I’m afraid today is my

“Oh?”

new position, it’s best to

Cat did something involving politics, which had always seemed incredibly

to have more time,” she continued, “but my flight leaves at 7. I’m

stiffened. “You’re

which is sad because Beth is so delicious. She’s quiet and obedient. Everything I could want.” True regret pinched

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

had no desire to spend his time dealing with the emotional messes other Doms made of

Beth and I are not some great love story. We are more business associates than lovers. When I told the overseers I would

submissive in question. Beth was striking rather than pretty, with brown hair cut in a ruler straight line just above her shoulders. Her

others. She was most often seen playing with Doms who preferred

tone was neutral, James could detect the slight derision in

curtly. But when James looked at Beth’s picture, all he could think about was what Master Mikael had said, his implication that

figuring out people’s emotional states, at “fixing” subs—he

her anything other than this weekend was for the checklist game.” Madame Cat rose.

photo back into the envelope, James stood and motioned for

* * *

kept her gaze down. There were two sets of footsteps, the click of heels which she recognized as Madame Cat’s, and then another set she thought sounded

blow was unexpected and painful. Beth sucked in

Madame’s words were soft

wardrobe. Beth had noticed the clothes when her Mistress had locked her

I’ve enjoyed

didn’t pause to try to figure it out, knowing waiting too long to reply was

to play with a sub

poised on the tip of Beth’s tongue, but she held them

I

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

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