“Then there was the time you helped me with my hotel hospitality project.”Becca shifted her legs over his, brushing his cock.
“What else could I do?I wanted you to get an A.”
“I don’t think taking me to bed and fucking me silly was part of the plan.”But, oh, how it worked.She’d awakened early the next morning with ideas.
“I enjoyed it, and it helped you relax.”
She hit him in the shoulder.
“Ouch!What was that for?”
“Saying it helped me relax.I wasn’t that tense.”Her laughter filled the air.She hadn’t felt this carefree in years, and she would enjoy every second of it.
“What about the time you helped me with my English homework?”
Becca rolled her eyes.“Please don’t remind me.I think you shocked the teacher with your paper onThe Female Climax and Multiple Orgasms.”
“I got aBon that paper.”
“Then there was the paper on the sexual practices—”
His mouth covered hers, and there was no more talking.Becca didn’t mind.Their time was coming to a close and she wanted to savor these new memories.She loved being with Tyler.
Chapter Twelve
“Goodmorning,everyone.I’mBart, and most of you know my wife, Liza.We’re here to teach you the right way to experience basic bondage.”
Becca shifted on the mat.Her body still hummed from Tyler’s lovemaking.They’d had breakfast, then spent another hour in bed before arriving at their lecture at eleven.
“First off, you have to decide who is the Dominant or Top in the relationship.”
“That’s easy,” Tyler whispered.“I’m the Dom.”
Becca glared at him.“Who says?”She returned her attention to Bart.
“The Dom or Top is the one who wishes to be in control, and the submissive or bottom is the one who wants to be controlled, or to submit.You can choose one or the other, or even experiment.There is no reason you can’t be both, and that’s what we call a switch.And your labels can change as you feel like it.”
Would Tyler let her take control of him?It wasn’t like he was ordering her around all the time.Bart and Liza began putting various items on the mat in front of the couples.
“One of the first things,” Liza started, “is that you have to fully trust your partner, if you want to enjoy bondage.”Liza looked around the room.“If you don’t trust the person one hundred percent to listen when you tell them to stop, you need to walk away.”
Is that why I was never comfortable with other men?
But she trusted Tyler.Of course she did.They had a history together, and he’d done nothing since she arrived at the ranch but reinforce her trust in him.She wouldn’t be here if she didn’t.
“If you’re the Dom,” Bart said, “it’s your responsibility to control the amount and type of stimulation the sub receives.As the sub, you must tell your Dom when things become too intense or if you’re uncomfortable in any way.”
“Always have a safe word,” Liza commented.“Choose a word you wouldn’t use in everyday conversation.”
“Doms, when your sub says their safe word, you will stop what you’re doing, check with your sub.In some cases, you might need to release them and sit down and talk about what happened.”Bart rubbed Liza’s back.
“It’s very common for people to usegreen,yellow, andredas safe words,” Liza said, leaning into Bart’s embrace.“Like a stoplight.Green to keep going, yellow to slow down, and red to stop.”
“Do you have a safe word?”Sally asked.
“Yes,” Liza replied.“We use the stoplight system.You really do have to trust your partner.If you don’t trust them to listen, then bondage is not for you.”
“Bondage is not a game,” Bart said.“Many people treat it that way, but there can be damaging consequences.Even if you try it today, you might not ever want to do it again, and that’s okay.Everyone is different.”