Chapter Five
Patrick opened the car door for Austin and waited for her to slide in.
“We’re both headed for the Glenview,” he told the driver as he closed the door.
The car pulled away from Solitaire and headed down the hill to the main road. The trip would take about thirty minutes, and Patrick had no intention of spending it in silence.
“So, people really seem to think we would be a good match,” he said. “How do you feel about it?”
“I guess we oughta talk about why people seem to think that,” she said.
“I don’t think any of them are wrong, you know. I’ve already explained why I never pursued playing with you.”
He watched her face in the darkened cab.
“The fact that we’ve never played together is why I’m so confused about why people think we would be a good match. How do they know this?” she asked.
“Judging from your scene tonight, we would definitely be a match for playing. At least as far as impact play goes. I love to light a girl’s ass on fire with my hairbrush or paddle.”
To his satisfaction, she squirmed in the seat next to him.
“Between me ending my scene without an orgasm, your dirty talk, and that damn house submissive interview, I’m going to need fresh batteries in my vibrator before morning.”
Patrick hummed again. “How do you feel about orgasm control?”
Austin sucked in a breath. “Never played with it much but I’ve always thought it sounded hot.”
He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, “If you were mine, I would take away your vibrator and send you to bed horny. I happen to love orgasm denial.”
Austin squirmed and tried to slide closer to her door. “I guess I’m glad I’m not yours yet,” she said on a swallow.
Patrick chuckled. “We haven’t even been matched together yet, sweetheart.” What he didn’t say was that he had every intention of making damn sure they were matched.
“God, I didn’t think I wanted it until now. Can you tell me what else being paired with you would involve?”
Patrick wasn’t sure how much to tell her since he’d barely glanced at her application before her interview, figuring others would fill him in if needed. They still had another twenty minutes in the car together though. Might as well keep it interesting.
“I haven’t reviewed your application yet and normally, our first conversation about this would be after I looked at it. That said, the first week or two we would focus on learning club protocol. After that, we would start focusing on the things you want to achieve from your time as a house submissive and the things I expect as your Dom.”
“Would you be allowed to fuck me?” she asked.
Her bold question took him by surprise, but he liked it.
“Only if that’s a thing we both agreed on. Our first official meeting as Dom and sub would be to discuss and establish limits and rules for the way we interact with each other.”
Austin swallowed. “This is all very overwhelming. I wasn’t expecting to have this conversation my first trip back to the club.”
Patrick laughed. “No, I don’t suppose you did. It’s not too late to withdraw your application though. Consent is important to the training program. You can withdraw your consent at any time and you’ll just go back to being a regular member of the club.”
Austin shifted then. “OK. Let me put my attorney hat on for a minute. How do you handle the scholarship house submissives then? What if one of them withdraws their consent? Isn’t membership based on their ability to be a house submissive?”
Patrick grinned. “Excellent question. It’s happened a couple of times. We don’t kick them out if that’s what you’re asking. That would be unethical and a bad consent practice. David insisted we have multiple ways to allow people without the financial means to pay dues to maintain membership. We simply move them into a different program and they still put in hours behind the bar or at reception.”
Austin seemed satisfied with his answer. “OK. Back to how things would be with you. I’m keen to know what to expect.”
Patrick thought for a moment. “Have you ever done long-term D/s?”
“Define long-term.”
