Chapter 10

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Corbin's pov

The bright morning sun shone through my blinds. I sat up in bed and checked my phone. Six thirty on a Sunday morning.

Today I'm supposed to be meeting with my little kitten. He seems to be indecisive about our relationship. I think he's interested but can't seem to open himself up to me.

From what I've gathered, he must be quite young. Since I met him in the club, I'm not concerned about him being underage.

When he asked me out last night, I was taken aback. I didn't think he'd take the initiative. I planned to take him to a cozy little sandwich place for lunch. Then, once we're done eating, we could go on a nice walk in a nearby park.

Unless, of course, he'd like to do something else. It's been a long time since I've gone on a date. I rarely took my previous subs on dates. Which sounded bad but typically they were only with me because I was rich or because they heard I was good in bed.

The last real partner I had was ten years ago, when I was twenty three. We dated for a few years until I found out his real motive for dating me. Long story short, he was a gold digging, drug addicted manipulator.

He never really cared for me; only taking advantage of me when I was vulnerable. He would critique my lifestyle, calling me a damn near pervert. He wasn't exactly in tune with the whole bdsm scene.

Ever since him, I've kept my heart locked up. I didn't want anyone to have that much power over me ever again. But then I met Leo. That boy brings out the best in me.

Under any other circumstance, I wouldn't have forgiven him for leaving after our night together. Whenever subs had done that, I'd ensure they'd be disciplined for it. It's common courtesy to let someone know that you're leaving.

Poor kid was so scared when I found him at the cafe. I knew then that he was to be dealt with differently than the other submissives who'd misbehave. After all, he was a virgin.

Leo was the most submissive guy I'd handled in a while. He'd flourish in this lifestyle. Once he's trained, I'm sure he'll be the best submissive ever. That is as long as he'd like to learn about the scene.

However, given that he hasn't ghosted me yet, he probably is interested in learning and growing in the scene. Before we take that step, I'd like him to gain trust in me. He won't be willing to learn if he feels unwelcome.

Another option would be to hand him off to another dominant affiliated with the club. Though, I don't know how well that'd go. The boy is already fleeting, why make it worse?

I got out of bed and took a shower. I threw on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. While I was dressing, my phone buzzed on my nightstand. I checked the device, and wasn't surprised to see a text from Leo.

Kitten: Heyyy! Did you want to go out and do something today?

Me: I was thinking lunch then a walk in a park?

Kitten: Sounds good!!! What time and where?

Me: Twelve. I'll pick you up.

Kitten: Okay! I'll be ready!😊

He used a little emoticon, how cute. By the time noon rolled around, I was on my way to my kittens apartment building. I was surprised to see he lived in such a small apartment building.

I parked my car in a visitor's spot and walked up the stairs to the building's entrance. When I opened the front door, someone came tumbling out. I caught the individual and helped them to steady their footing.

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