Defying Dominance (MxM) (18+)

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Chapter 4: Daniel

Taking math at 8 in the morning is not ideal, but even this isn't enough to dampen my excitement for my later classes. Sure, I've been learning about bondage and communication for years, but it's different in a school setting, learning from people certified to teach it on an advanced level.

I take a random seat towards the middle of the room, setting my backpack alongside my chair as I fish out my notebook and a pen to write down today's lesson. Even if math isn't my favorite subject, I pay very close attention to Professor Corla, wanting to make a good first impression.

I don't understand how to do what she's calling the basics of College Algebra, but I'll learn. I'll find a tutor if it comes down to it, but it's just the first day. I'm sure I can figure it out.

Math drags on and on and on, but when it's finally time to go, I'm out of there. Bondage 101 starts in 15 minutes, and I couldn't possibly be more ecstatic. This is it!

This time, I'm sitting in the front row. While I'm waiting for class to start, idly scrolling on my phone, I half-watch as other students file in.

Jace is one of them, but Jacque isn't, oddly enough. Maybe he's taking this class at a different hour? Jace is one of the last students to arrive, and he looks around for a moment, soft brown eyes scanning the room. I glance around as well, noting that there are very few empty seats, and all but two of them have bags on them, probably being held for friends of students already sitting down.

So he either has to sit with me, or a girl with a service dog at her feet. She starts to flag him down, but Jace apologetically shakes his head.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to dogs. I'd love to sit next to you, but...ya know."

"Oh. That's understandable. I wouldn't want you feeling ill."

Jace nods, giving her a little smile as he slips into the seat next to me, carefully setting his backpack on the ground.

"Is that...leather?"

Jace nods, flipping open the case of an iPad and twirling an Apple pencil in his fingers. "It's Berluti," he says absently.

I frown, then quickly type that name into my search bar, along with 'leather backpack.' And my jaw drops. Who brings a $3000 backpack to school?! Who buys a $3000 backpack?!

Jace side-eyes me, frowning, his eyebrows drawn together in confusion. "Are you okay?"

"Fine, I just...Wow. What if it gets damaged?"

"...my mother buys me a new one?"

"I bet that's nice."

Jace nods, then turns all of his attention to his iPad, and I lapse into silence as the teacher enters.

"Good morning, dominants. Welcome to Bondage 101. My name is Professor Rook, but you may call me Rook. Now, seeing as I always have at least three students rant about it, despite being dominants and likely being the one to tie your partner up, you will all experience bondage in my class. Any ropework taught in this course will be given to you to practice on your project partner, and your ropework will be graded based on a predetermined rubric, which you can find attached to your syllabus."

There's a few soft groans, but a lot of nodding in understanding as well.

"We won't be doing much in class today, or for a decent chunk of time as I have to go over the very basics first. However, fair warning, I will be demonstrating the lessons on my own submissive. Their name is Moth, and all of you will be respectful of them, or you will be sent out. Understood?"