Free Submissive Training by Jennifer Denys

wanted to listen to her response, but he equally really needed to finish what he was doing. The throbbing in his cock was excruciating so taking a very tight grip he jerked up and then it was all over, and he spurted into his handkerchief, stifling the yell he so badly needed to let out.
    The door opened, covering any noise he made. “Ah, here you all are. I’m surprised you didn’t go into the demo. You really should take every opportunity to attend all the activities.”
    Shit, shit, shit . It was Monica. He quickly stuffed his wilting cock back into his jeans and quietly did the zip up, stuffing the now wet handkerchief into the side of the chair.
    Clearly unsettled by Monica’s presence, the group left quickly. He continued to sit there silently, hoping she hadn’t seen him. He didn’t dislike her but didn’t want her to notice anything untoward, and she certainly would smell his semen. Thankfully she left, too. Breathing a sigh of relief that he was finally alone, he was absolutely amazed that they hadn’t heard him.
    He may be sated momentarily, but the images he had of Kat were etched on his brain. He didn’t want her there, yet neither did he want to replace those images with anyone else. If only she had shown herself to be more submissive, but when it came to it, she had shown him her assertive side instead.
    Wearily forcing himself to his feet, he retrieved the soiled handkerchief and went back to his room.

Chapter Seven

    Day Four

    Kat reluctantly walked into the room for today’s session, fearing Maurice might be there. The room was pretty full already. The class was standing around several tables that had been pushed together and had various items on them.
    Thankfully it wasn’t an individual class. After what happened yesterday, she very nearly chickened out. She couldn’t go through that again just yet, despite her desire to show Ben she could be submissive.
    She moved further into the room and took an inquisitive look at the table. It was covered with various forms of restraints from what she could tell. Her excitement rose. Although Ellie had been the one to persuade her to come to the conference and Kat had initially been reluctant, all the things she had learned so far were fascinating, far more than she expected, and last night’s harness demo that they had snuck into late had been mind-boggling.
    “Okay, everyone. Quiet now.”
    Kat jumped. She hadn’t noted that the trainer was in the room ready to start. She glanced around warily. The speaker was Gary, and there was no sign of Ben or Maurice. She breathed a sigh of relief and then felt slightly guilty for feeling that way.
    “You all got a chance yesterday to experience a form of bondage furniture, and most likely you were restrained in some fashion. This session is to show you more variety of restraints that may be used. There are thousands more available than are on the table. This is just to give you a flavor of what’s out there. I think most of them are self-explanatory, the obvious cuffs, ropes, chains. But what I want you to do is wander around the table examining the items. Don’t feel worried about touching them. We want you to do that, to feel the weight, how they lock, and so on.”
    Ellie, who had arrived with her, immediately got stuck into the activity. With glee she piped up, “Master Gary, may we ask questions?”
    “By all means. Fire away.”
    She held up some complicated looking chains with several clamps on the ends turning it this way and that. “What on earth is this, Sir, and how does it affix?”
    He laughed. “Ah. I am not making this lesson too easy. For now just examine the items. In a little while you will pair up and try them out, and I will come around and advise you. At that time, you can see how that particular chain configuration will work.”
    “I have a question, too. Surely not all of these are to tie you to something like a hook or frame or bed.”
    “Thank you for that question, Celia, even