Chapter 19
The gym is busy when I come in for my yoga class.
Noah is leaning against the wall, watching the weight area.
It’s no surprise to see Saint lifting a ridiculously heavy pair of hand weights.
Noah’s love for his Dom radiates from him, then as if Noah said his name, Saint looks up at his submissive, his boyfriend, and gives him a wink and smiles broadly when Noah blushes all the way up to his hairline.
Before I can greet him, hands snake around my waist and warm lips press onto my neck.
“Hello, gorgeous, how was your day?” He teeth graze over my ear lobe, and instinctively, I lean back into him, and I know I’ve got the same lovestruck face as Noah.
I love him. I want to tell him, but this isn’t the ideal place to make a declaration of love.
“Can I see you tonight?” I ask, hopefully. I know he’s got a couple booked for some training tonight, but it’s my day off tomorrow, so I don’t have to rush off home.
He studies me intently, then a wicked smile spreads wantonly over his face. “How are your teaching skills? You could help me out this evening, if you like.”
I think my smile must match his because he leans in close and whispers so only I can hear. “You’re such a fucking slut.”
I hold back a full body tremble to whisper back. “Only for you, Sir.”
He steps back and looks down at my shorts and chuckles. “Have fun in yoga.”
“Bastard.” I’m still smiling as I walk up to Noah.
The class is as strenuous as it is relaxing, definitely not a class for beginners, and as Noah and I groan with relief as muscles loosen after a long stretch.
I wonder what has made us submissive. I don’t remember a trigger point that I suddenly thought ‘I wonder what being tied down and caned feels like.’ I snort, earning a quizzical look from my fellow submissive and a frown from some of the more serious class goers.
Not like that’s what happens the first time with a Dom, except for Noah.
His initiation was horrific; I was surprised to see him head over heels for Saint and eager to be what he needed even as much as it fulfilled his own desires.
I knew I wasn’t getting what I wanted from any bed partners I had.
Some, I’ll give them their due, tried spanking me, some liked tying me up.
Unfortunately, they weren’t willing or able to do what I wanted.
I’ve been fucked by nearly all of the club members over the years, including Saint and Royal.
None of them make me feel the way Knox does with just a glance.
I’m excited to see what he wants me to do for the two apprentices tonight.
I hope I can offer them a good insight to understanding a submissive’s needs and their demands as well.
That the power is held by the sub, even if he’s locked in a pillory with a ball gag in his mouth.
All it takes is one action, one word and the whole scene is over.
As I come out of my relaxation at the end of the class, I feel as loose as a kitten stretching out in the sunshine.
When I walk back into the main gym, Noah chatting away about his and Saint’s plans for the weekend; I know something is wrong.
Saint is waiting with his arms crossed over his chest. It looks like it takes all of Noah’s willpower not to drop to his knees in front of his master.
“Levin is here,” is all he needs to say, and I’m on my way to the office, Saint and Noah half a pace behind me.
“How long has he been here? More importantly, did he say why? Knox doesn’t want this.
He said as much last month. Has the guy got a death wish?
” I ask as I reach for the handle of the door.
For a fraction of a second, I wonder if it will be locked.
It opens with a swish over the hardwearing carpet, and both men look at me and my back-up crew. “What’s going on? Why are you here?”
Knox’s eyes widen, but there’s a spark of joy in them. He looks back at Maddox Levin, who looks annoyed at me but stays silent. “I was just asking him the same thing. Why are you here, Maddox,” Knox asks with the emphasis on his new name.
“Like I said last month, I’ve got some explaining to do.” Maddox stares at me, crossing his arms over his very broad, very muscled chest.
“You don’t intimidate me; I’ve had control over men bigger than you.
So, why don’t you say what you want to say, which I imagine is you blaming everything that happened to you on somebody else, then fuck off and leave us alone.
” I stride past him to get to Knox and sit down on his knee and kiss him hard.
I hear Saint and Noah’s chuckle but slide my tongue into Knox’s mouth and my fingers in his hair. Knox grabs my arse firmly before leaning back, ending the kiss. “Great speech, babe.”
What I don’t expect to see when I turn back to face Maddox is his sizeable erection outlined very obviously in his jeans. Knox must’ve seen it because his arms tighten around me, claiming ownership. “You’d better do as you’re told. What do you want?”
“I don’t get why you’re so hostile; we were everything we had as kids.
I’ve missed you and wanted to tell you what happened to me.
” Maddox is still standing, whether it’s to stay looking all big or because no one has offered him a seat.
“After I was stabbed and subsequently disappeared, I wanted to get in touch. I wanted to tell you I wasn’t dead right after, but it was too dangerous.
” He stops and looks around the room. “Can I sit down?”
Knox nods and cocks his head towards the spare office chair, then speaks. “What’s with the Ellis tattoo?”
“Is that how you guessed it was me? I suppose that’s the reason why. I thought if you ever saw my matches and noticed it, you would’ve put two and two together.”
“Saint said you’d been into the studio. I saw it on the photograph he had when he’d finished the tattoo. Look, I know you think you owe me some sort of an apology, but you don’t. I have a great life, a fulfilling job, and an amazing boyfriend. I don’t need you.”
Maddox slumps in his chair. He looks defeated, hurt; but Knox hasn’t finished.
“I’m happy that you’re okay. Of course, I wish that you’d never have had something so bad in your life that you needed to get out any way you could.
If you want to have some sort of relationship, friendship then, for me, it has to be a clean slate.
I don’t want to know anything that could come and cause trouble to me and the people I love.
” Whether it was intentional or not, Knox squeezes me a little tighter.
“I have a great life, and I don’t want it ruined by you. ”
The tough MMA champion nods. “I can do that. I’ve bought a house here; I’m going to need somewhere to train. Wanna show me around?”
Knox shifts and looks at the time on his phone. “I wish I could, but Roman and I have somewhere to be. Can you come back tomorrow? The morning would be best.”
I get off Knox’s lap and wait for him to stand up, then take his hand. Saint and Noah do the same, so we’re all waiting on Maddox to stand.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then,” he says and walks out before all of us. The gym is quieter now, but the members still stop and watch as Maddox Levin walks towards the exit.
Once he leaves, Knox turns to Saint. “Did he come back to see you?”
“No, I’m as surprised as you. I suppose Google search does tell you everything. You want me back in the morning?”
“No, it’s fine. I’m not afraid of him, bro.”
“Never thought you were. Are you going to Bound tonight?”
Knox shakes his head. “Not tonight. I have other plans with my boy. Catch ya later.”
When we’re both in Knox’s Ford ST, I let out a breath. “That was different,” I chuckle.
“It was, but we can discuss it later. For now, I want to let you know what to expect tonight. The couple have been with me for six lessons. We’ve discussed the need for safe words, and they’re using the traffic lights for now.
They’re very good together, and they enjoy humiliation and exhibitionism and toys, the more the better. Tonight, it’s rope play.”
“What do you want from me? I think you’ve got it covered. I’m not sure where I can help.”
“I want to show them the correct way to use the rope and how to tie the knots. I’ll do you, and the Dom can copy my technique on his own sub.”
I smile to myself. I haven’t been properly restrained for a while.
I hope he continues after the session. I think a good hard fuck trussed up good and tight would be a spectacular way to end the day.
I fidget in my seat as my dick stiffens at the thought of it all.
Knox notices it all, and his left hand slides over the bulge in my sweats and gives it a squeeze.
I flex my hips up, pushing my knob into his grip.
“I think I’m going to have to make you come before my clients.
You’ll be shooting your load as soon as the rope tucks under your sac.
I can do it now or when we get home. Which way, boy.
” His hand sneaks under the waistband, and the pad of his thumb glides through the precum already dripping out of the slit.
“I want to say now, but I think you should be more focused on your driving than me coming in my clothes.”
He pulls out of my sweats and lifts his thumb up to my mouth. “Suck.”
The attic is ready, as are all the ropes, which are now set out, ready for Knox to show them the delights of Shibari.
The session goes excellently; the couple are really cute together, and while the sub is a little shy at the start, he soon lost all inhibitions and ended the scene with an epic orgasm.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” Knox says in a low voice. I know he’s going to help them through the recovery process and then get them safely into a cab.
By the time Knox is back, I’ve tidied up and cleaned. He nods his approval, then collects one of the coils and puts his finger through the ring on my collar, I’ve worn for the session. “This way, boy. I think you deserve a prize for your behaviour.”