Page 17 of Heist

Patrick flipped open the folder and pulled out a two-page stapled together document. “These are the basic house rules for submissives as well as the expectations of house Doms and board members.”

Austin read through the document. Most of it she knew already.

“When it says any of the house Doms or board members can punish me, what does that mean? I’m not comfortable with say, Eli, err, Master Eli, spanking me, as an example.”

Patrick nodded. “When we reach the limits list, we can talk about how to handle that. Basically, if you’re not comfortable with that sort of interaction with anyone but me, that’s fine. But, let’s say Russel catches you in violation of House submissive rules, your limits may prevent him from punishing you, but they won’t prevent him from parking your ass in the corner until he can find me to take care of it.”

Austin swallowed as memories of law school flooded back to her. Her Dom at the time enjoyed making her spend lengthy amounts of time in the corner.

“Where did your head go just now? It’s clearly not here.”

“Sorry. I was just thinking about how uncomfortable corner time makes me.”

Patrick laughed. “Then I guess you’ll be following the rules, won’t you?”

She nodded.

“Excuse me?” Patrick asked with a quirked-up eyebrow.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Better. Keep reading.”

She dropped her gaze to the rules page once more and continued reading.

“So, I have to work six hours a weekend? What kind of work will I be doing?”

“It can vary. If you like being behind the bar you can do that, you can work at the reception desk. You can also be a demo bottom for the various demos we put on here. We also put house subs to work keeping the water stations filled, driving golf carts to and from the cabins, lots of things need doing and the house subs take care of a lot of it.”

“So, I don’t like… have to sleep with the members or anything like that?”

Patrick chuckled. “No, Austin, this isn’t a prostitution ring. Though we did have one house sub who had a lot of fantasies about being used as a tool for sexual instruction, so she did let members try new types of play out on her. That was all her doing though and we never forced it on her.”

Austin nodded. “That’s good. I only want to sleep with you.”

Patrick grinned. “You’re in luck. I want to sleep with you too, and I don’t share my toys very well. There is one thing we need to talk about though and that’s the masked gala.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Austin said, dropping the papers onto the table. “I’m just supposed to pretend you didn’t just call me your toy and not beg you to take me to a dark corner somewhere and fuck me?”

Patrick’s laughter caused others around them to stop and take notice. When he settled down, he said, “Oh sweet Austin, you can beg all you want but I’m not going to fuck that gorgeous little cunt of yours until this is around your wrist.” He motioned to the small black box. “And this doesn’t go around your wrist until we finish this conversation so focus.”

Austin swallowed, “Yes, Sir. I’m listening.”

“Good. The gala needs house submissives who can see to guests needs a little more personally. That will include fetching food and drinks, things of that nature, but we’re also looking for one thing each house submissive can offer to let people try out on them.”

“Try out?”

“Example, despite Holly not being a house sub, she’s offering to let people try wax play on her. We’ll have stations set up for all kinds of kinks, and we want people to feel comfortable trying things out. Elijah will also be on hand to demonstrate wax play on any subs or bottoms who want to feel it. So, the question is, is there something you would be willing to be a test subject for, knowing that I or one of the dungeon monitors would be around to make sure you stayed safe.”

Austin thought about it for a minute. “I’m usually willing to do impact play with just about anyone. Is there something in that department we could do?”

Patrick grinned. “I was hoping you would say that. Yes, we have one couple already demonstrating whips, but we could do paddles or some other form of spanking.”

Austin squirmed. The thought of being spanked by dozens of strangers was making her wet. Was that wrong?

“OK. Next, we need to pick a backup trainer for you. Don’t worry, you don’t have to fuck them or anything like that, but house subs need to have someone to report to at every party. Is there another Dom on the board or among the other house Doms who you would feel comfortable with?”

Austin knew immediately. “Lance. If he’s willing of course.”

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