Love me, Dominate me, Or both (mxb)

Chapter 15

"I'm a dominant, as I'm sure you've been able to conclude. I'd like 'you' to be my submissive."

"Oh," I replied, fiddling with my thumbs in my lap, "What would that, err, entail?" I asked hesitantly.

"It would be a learning experience. Do you understand what a dominants and a submissives are?" He asked.

"Only a little. From the internet and what Ryan explained, but it seems very, uhm, intimidating?" I inquired.

"Some people are pretty hardcore when it comes to the lifestyle, but it's a very welcoming community. It may seem intimidating, but the community is best defined as having RBF," he chuckled lowly, "Even though, in reality, it's welcoming to newcomers."

I relaxed in my seat and huffed a smile. "That's nice to know," I remarked, scratching the back of my head. The learning process seems scary, so hopefully, with kind, welcoming people, I'll be able to grow my knowledge. "If I accept, would that mean we'd be dating?"

"That is preferable. I'd like to have you trained before you make a final decision on a contract. This isn't something that should be decided on a whim." Corbin leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. His large muscles flexed perfectly under the tension, yummy.

"What do you mean by a contract?" I asked.

"It's a written consent form that outlines the expectations of both parties involved. Not every dominant and submissive have physical contracts, but I do, for safety and gratification." He explained, "Do you think the lifestyle is something you'd be interested in?"

I thought for a moment, weighing my options. "I think I'd like to try it out," I spoke calmly. "I thought this was all just a kink thing. Y'know, something that stays in the bedroom?" I asked curiously.

"For some people, it is just a bedroom thing, but others, me included, allow it to become a lifestyle. It depends on personal preference. From what I know about you so far, I think you'd benefit from the lifestyle." He paused, then continued, "You already submit to me, every time I see you, whether it be in your body language or the way you talk to me."

"Oh, good to know, I guess." I smiled and looked at my lap, averting my eyes from his gaze. Now that I think back on it, I can see where he's coming from. I never attributed my actions or words to something like submission, though.

Corbin smiled and continued, "The Muse has classes to teach the art of submission that I'd like to enroll you in for some formal training. Once you're done with the classes, you can make your decision on whether or not you'd like to hold a contract with me and be my submissive."

"Who would teach the class?" I inquired.

"An experienced submissive. Someone who's very knowledgeable and a great teacher. His name is Sam. You'll love him", he smirked.

"Do you think he'll like me?" I questioned.

"I don't see why not," Corbin said, sipping his drink. "Do you have anything going on for the next two weeks?" Corbin asked.

"No, I don't think I do. Aside from work, but that's in the evenings, why?"

"The club has a new class session, starting this Monday. The class is from ten in the morning to noon." He informed me.

"If I can't do this session, then when is the next time I can do it?" I inquired.

"In three weeks. After every session, there's a one week break before the next session starts."

"Oh," I said quietly. So it's basically now or never. That's a little dramatic, but three weeks is a long time! On the other hand, waiting three weeks might be good for us. Corbin and I haven't known each other for long. Maybe two weeks? We've already come so far and done so much that I can't help but wonder if we're moving way too fast.