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

* * *

darling, how

Madame Cat, a lovely African American woman, breezed into the Den. She wore

on his face, because she smiled as she leaned in to kiss his cheek

ideal attire,

weekend playing the game. It was slightly annoying to know he’d

the slim gold watch was perfectly positioned for her to check the time. “I want to be out of here by three. Hopefully I can

limitation.” James kept his 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 never had trouble picking

frowned. “Didn’t Master

with Master

voice held the same hint of irritation

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

her chair. “I’m afraid today is my last

“Oh?”

DC. Given my new position, it’s best

He’d heard that Madame Cat did something involving politics, which had always seemed incredibly dangerous to

she continued, “but my flight leaves at 7. I’m only

stiffened. “You’re

She’s quiet and obedient. Everything I could want.” True regret

my role is to play therapist

He had no desire to spend his

overseers I would be resigning my membership, they told me they were announcing a new game and suggested I uncollar

pretty, with brown hair cut

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

you must know, you’re not the Dom I would have picked for Beth.” Though Cat’s tone was neutral, James could detect the slight derision in her words, could

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

puzzle. It was why he was so good at figuring out people’s emotional states,

afraid I didn’t have time to tell her anything other than this weekend was for the checklist game.”

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

* * *

There were two sets of footsteps, the click of heels which she recognized as Madame Cat’s, and then another

right foot. The blow was unexpected and painful. Beth sucked

were soft and

noticed the clothes when her Mistress had locked her in her collar and placed her in the cage, but Beth had assumed that when she returned she’d have changed.

I’ve enjoyed

was going on? Beth didn’t pause to try to figure it out,

have the opportunity to play with a sub again, let alone one

on the tip of Beth’s

I can

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

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