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

She wore slacks and a

she smiled as she leaned

not the ideal attire,

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

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

did not have to be a total loss—there would be plenty of people here to play with later,

frowned. “Didn’t Master

with Master

explain?” Now Madame Cat’s voice held

has is your name and a checklist for your sub. He said the rest

Cat settled back in her chair. “I’m afraid

“Oh?”

DC. Given my new position,

seemed incredibly dangerous to him—a

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

“You’re ending your

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

arm of the leather and wood chair. “And my

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

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 as part

table he took out a glossy photo of the submissive in question. Beth was striking rather than pretty, with brown hair cut

seen playing with Doms who preferred a stricter version of BDSM play than James used. If he was remembering

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 tell that she thought his type of domination was

curtly. But when James looked at Beth’s picture, all

out people’s emotional states, at “fixing” subs—he liked taking clues and piecing them together into a

to tell her anything other than this

James stood and motioned for the Domme

* * *

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 like a man’s. She closed her eyes when spotlights flicked on, the bright

closed when the crop struck the bottom of her right foot. The blow was unexpected and painful. Beth sucked in a breath and

such fun, girlie.” Madame’s words were soft and regretful, at odds with the

had noticed the clothes when her Mistress had locked her in her collar and placed her in the cage, but

how much I’ve enjoyed our

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

to play with a sub again, let alone one as obedient as

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

so I

the command that she didn’t react in

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