The Master Of Submission

Part 19

Kate tapped her desk with her crop, addressing the classroom in a calmer tone. "The last thing I'm going to mention, before sending the next group for their gear. Is 'safe words'. As pets you get the option to pick them, but it is VERY important that you can say the word and remember it. It's usually a simple word that can be spoken quickly and will not be said by accident during play. Such as a color. However, this was brought to my attention by Master Mark". Jack looked up at Mark, who kept rubbing his arm with a warm smile. Kate slipped off her desk, asking Mark coolly. "Master Mark... Will you show the class what you told me"? Jack licked his dry lips, his eyes locked on Mark. What was Mark going to do to him now? Mark stepped around him to take something from Kate's hand. 

Jack lowered his eyes, trying to identify it as Mark moved back around him. He could feel the heat from Mark's body behind him as Mark told him calmly. "Eyes forward and be still". Jack forced himself to stare only at the wall at the back of the classroom. He didn't know what Mark was going to do, but he was grateful that no one would see his true reaction to it as long as he had his mask. Mark's hand slid up his back and Jack straightened up. Mark's touch was warm and light as it moved up from his lower back, following his spine up to neck. Jack closed his eyes, feeling himself lose grip on everything else. A small shiver ran across his shoulders as Mark's fingers curled over his shoulder. Mark's hand grabbed one of the leather straps across his chest, pulling him back against him.

Jack tilted his head back a bit, letting himself relax. He had even forgotten what Mark was suppose to be showing them, when he felt his mask slid up off his face. The second the mask was removed, Jack lowered his head to look at the floor, biting his lower lip hard. He hadn't realized how free he felt with the mask on. Now that everyone could see his face... He felt suddenly shy and embarrassed to be the center of attention. Mark handed the mask to Kate, then lowered his arm over Jack's other shoulder. Jack felt his cheeks burning red, but sneaked a glance at what Mark's hands were doing in front of him. The moment he recognized the bar gag, he swallowed nervously and tried to keep his head turned away from taking it. Someone in the room chuckled softly, but Kate chimed in to his defense. "Can it! Play is very personal and doesn't happen in front of others unless the pet is into that. Jack is not one of them. So, show some respect! He's here to help demonstrate. You don't pipe down, I'll bring you up here"!

Mark pressed his lips to Jack's ear, whispering softly to him as Kate scolded the person. "Jack... It's just the gag. You can do it. I know you can. For me"? Jack sighed to himself, turning his head to look at the bar gag. He didn't mind this gag as much. At the very least, it wasn't the cock gag. Closing his eyes, he opened his mouth as Mark inched it closer to him. Jack's tongue tried to push it out for a second, before he reluctantly accepted it. Mark buckled the gag in place, then wrapped his arms around Jack's shoulders in a comforting hug. Kate slid off her desk, pointing her crop whip at Jack's gagged mouth as she told them. "Someone want to tell me how one says a safe word... If they can't talk"? Everyone glanced around confused and worried by the thought.

Kate smirked, when even Trevor didn't raise his hand. Kate set down Jack's mask on her desk, while stating with that same smirk. "No one can even take a guess"? Jack raised his hand. He didn't know an answer, he just thought maybe it would get them to take the gag off. Mark lowered Jack's hand, chuckling loudly with the other three Masters in the room. Kate winked at Jack, playfully shooting back. "Nice try, sweetheart. I'm afraid your mouth is full". Jack rolled his eyes a bit irritated, but smirked to himself. It had been worth the try. Mark's hand rubbed his chest, whispering over his shoulder smugly. "That was a clever try, Doggo". When still no one tried to answer, Kate told Mark sweetly. "Alright. Let's show them".

Mark's arms moved off his shoulders, his hands sliding down his arms to his wrists. Mark took a firm hold on his wrists and rose them out away from his body, holding him in place. Kate moved closer to him, telling the class. "There are actually several nonverbal ways a pet can tell his Master to stop. Here at the academy we use this method the most". Kate opened Jack's hand, giving him a soft rubber bone. Jack eyed it really confused, until Kate continued on. "The Masters who gag you here will give you a simple squeaky toy. By squeaking it more than once, you are telling your Master to stop". Jack squeezed it to test it out. It was so soft that it didn't take much pressure to squeak it. Kate smiled at him and took it away, before he could over use it. He had to admit that he was tempted.

Kate set the toy down on her desk, when the BDSM Master cleared his throat loudly. Kate jerked her head up, nodding to him as she told him. "Yes, I was getting to that". Kate seriously straightened up to continue on. "Now you might be thinking. Well... What if I drop the toy"? Kate raised her hand to snap her fingers. A few pets shifted nervously and she told them with a smile. "I know some people can't snap their fingers. So, you can tap out like this". Kate nodded to Mark. Jack bit down on the bar gag as Mark turned him around and pushed him up against the wall. In his ear, Mark whispered to him casually. "Tap out". Even with Mark holding his wrists firmly to the wall, Jack found that he was still able to tap his hand against the wall.

The moment he did, Mark released him and stepped back. Jack turned back to face him with narrowed eyes. Mark had never showed him this when they played in the dungeon. An evil smirk spread over Mark's face, when he asked Kate aloud and a little smugly. "It's not all the pets job though". Kate patted Mark's shoulder, expressing out cheerfully to the class. "True. Here at the academy we use these nonverbal safe words and even a lot of Masters prefer to use similar technics like these. However, when you find your special Master. A connection forms. A strong emotional bound. Your Master, will in time, learn to read your body language and watch for every little sign you give him. But safe words are still highly recommended at all stages and times, just to be safe".

Jack walked back up beside Mark, feeling his hand run up his back again to unbuckle the gag. Kate clapped her hands loudly, saying much lighter. "Alright, if you have any other questions, feel free to ask. For now, let's move on to the good stuff. I want to start separating up the pets. This is where training gets a little more interesting". Mark removed the gag from Jack's mouth, as the Masters took larger groups to go get their gear. Leaving Kate to form groups in the classroom of the different animals. Mark sighed a little grimly, uttering to him in an undertone. "You're going to be stuck with Trevor's group". Jack snagged his mask off Kate's desk, slipping it back on as he told Mark confidently. "I'm not worried about him".

Mark shot him a doubtful look, but it didn't last long before he lightened up to ask. "What are you thinking of all this so far"? Jack nudged Mark's arm, playfully snipping back. "I'm thinking our first time in the dungeon was you showing off. You didn't tell me hardly any of this". Mark shrugged, answering hesitantly. "I didn't want to scare you away with a lot of details. So, I just gave you the bare basics. You seemed to enjoy it. Stubborn as you are". Jack grinned behind his mask, then asked curiously. "So, this room we have waiting for us... Is it like home"? Mark raised the bar gag, turning it between his fingers as he mumbled out. "Close enough. Why? You planning on doing some homework, Jack"? Jack chuckled softly, leaning in closer to Mark's shoulder, before he answered. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested in practicing these new tricks. What do you think, Daddy"?

Mark lowered the bar gag, his eyes drifting over to lock with Jack's bright blue ones. A small suggestive smirk spreading across Mark's lips. Mark didn't have to see the rest of Jack's face to know what he was thinking. Jack's eyes told him everything he wanted to know. It amazed him how powerful Jack's eyes were. They could be so soft and innocent... Or like now, they could be so beautiful that they felt so deadly. His eyes were his weakness, tempting him with a hidden burning desire. He wanted to help Jack unleash that side of himself so badly. To see what Jack was able to handle now. Now that their trust in each other had come to far. To Be Continued...