let me take you down || McLennon

Chapter 1

A/N: This is my first story about BDSM, so please tell me, if I get something wrong. Apart from that, I will warn you about any sexual or violent content before the chapter, so if you're not comfortable with something like that, you should always read the author's note. Now have fun reading, and tell me what you think! XX

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Paul sighed and looked at the door of his new classroom. This was the room, where he would see his new...Dom. The thought of that word made him shudder and his face was twisted in disgust. Oh, he hated being a Sub, even though he had never really experienced what it meant. But he hated the thought of staying at home all his life, being obedient and doing whatever his partner said. He had always dreamt of going to university, studying drama or literature or music. And then he had hit puberty and pooof...all his dreams destroyed by his goddamned body. If only he was born in the body of a Dom, then he could live the life he always wanted to. But no, this was his destiny, as his mother liked to call it.

Paul sighed again and opened the door with suprisingly steady hands, his face controlled and without any emotion showing. He took a good look at his surroundings: There were tables and a chalkboard, the walls were white and too cold looking for Paul's liking. The usual stereotype of a classroom. But when he took a closer look, Paul noticed, that each table had two chairs, one of them higher than the other one. In front of the small chair was something, that looked like a very small and thick carpet, perfect for someone to kneel on it without getting sore knees. Paul groaned and felt the strong urge to walk backwards out of the classroom, but in this moment his eyes fell on the other students.

They were all standing in front of the chalkboard, not wanting to sit down and unsure about what was expected from them. Paul looked at the boys with a black bracelet, that indicated they were a dom. Was his dom already here? Or would he arrive soon? What if there were too many subs, and no one would want to be his partner? That would be embarressing, he thought, being the only one without a dom.

But his thoughts were interrupted by the teacher walking in, a tall man in a suit. He looked neat and strict, but also kind. Paul saw the white bracelet on his arm and instantly felt a wave of affection towards the older man. He had been here once, too, an afraid and nervous sub, waiting for the person who would have the ability to hurt him the most. But Paul noticed little things about the teacher, that made the wrinkle between his brows vanish. The older man had a lot of wrinkles from laughing too much under his eyes, and Paul spotted a smartphone sticking out from the leatherbag. So there was still hope, he would still be able to play Hay-Day. 

 The teacher had seen Paul's worried expression, and he smiled at the boy. He knew how nervous the sub students were, but there was no reason to be afraid. After all this was a school, that taught the young boys how to be happy with their destiny, and supervised the relationship between the students. Of course, physical punishment was allowed, as long as the sub didn't have any serious injuries from it. But in the beginning of their time at this school, doms weren't allowed to punish their subs as much as seniors, as the subs still had to learn how to behave, and didn't necessarily make mistakes on purpose. So really, there was nothing the students had to fear.

"Good morning, class! My name is Brian Epstein, Mr Epstein to you. I will be your teacher in Dom/Sub-education, short DSE. If you have chosen the subject music in practise, I will also educate you there. Now, let's get to the important part: Your partner. I will read your names out loud, and you may sit down. Don's worry, the profiles you handed in before the semester started, helped to find the best matching partner for you. I'm sure afte some time you will really like each other." He smiled and it looked genuine.

"William Lancon and Micheal Oatse." A tall and shy looking guy stepped forward and was greeted by his new dom, who smiled at him and shook his hand. They both seemed kind and not very violent, and Paul couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. If one nice dom was taken, it meant there were more assholes, that could be his mate. As Mr Epstein read the names on his list, more and more pairings took a seat, some of them looking happier than others. Paul noticed a tall boy with dark eyes and high cheekbones, who seemed terrified. He was paired with a dom, who was the friendliest looking person Paul had ever seen, and the tall boy seemed relieved about his short, blue-eyed partner.

"John Lennon and Paul McCartney," said Mr Epstein, and Paul felt a rush of adrenaline in his blood, as he looked around for this John-guy. His hazel eyes met light brown one's. The face, that belonged to those eyes was very handsome. John Lennon had aubern hair, that was a little tousled in the back. His eyes were almond shaped and warm, but there was a hint of mischief in them. The left corner of his mouth curled up in a hint of a smirk, making him look almost amused. 

When Paul didn't move, the other guy raised one eyebrow, and Paul started walking towards him. John offered him his hand and Paul shook it a little nervous. "I'm John. Nice to meet you, princess," he said and grinned. Paul's face became less friendly at the last remark and with a touch of sass he said: "Don't call me that." The other boy's grin widened. "Looks like you really need some training, eh?", he asked, though it was more to himself, than to Paul.

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After Mr Epstein had read out all names, he told them to talk. Just talk, about whatever they wanted to. Paul felt slightly sick at the prospect of talking to his new dom again, as the other man did seem kind, but a little too amused by all this for Paul's liking.

"So, who are you?", John asked bluntly and Paul shrugged. "Already told ya, didn't I? I'm Paul McCartney.", he answered, but John shook his head. "I don't mean your name. Your name doesn't tell me anything about you. Who are you? What do you like? What's the most important thing in your life?" 

Paul thought about that for a moment. John seemed nice, but that didn't mean Paul wanted him to know everything about him. But then again, wasn't he going to find out anyway? They would live together like a married couple, for god's sake! 

"Uh...I guess music is the most important thing to me. But now that we're...together, I can forget that, so I'd say my brother. His name is Mike and he's younger than me. Two years, and the bastard had to be a dom, of course! He used to tease me with that, but he's great. Really, I love him a lot. I mean, he can be a pain in the ass, but he's family, right? So he's important to me", Paul said and John looked at him with an unreadable expression.

It looked to John, as if Paul hated the prospect of being a sub. But honestly, John had never been one of those people, who liked having power over other's. He wouldn't let Paul stay at home all day, having nothing to do, and he certainly wouldn't keep music from him.

"Let me get this straight, okay Paul? You can make as much music as you want to and you can have any instrument or CD. If you want to do or have something, just tell me, alright? This is a realtionship between the both of us, and I want you to enjoy it as much as possible. But I will train you, though. I mean, I have to, right? If we don't stay together forever, your next dom might not be as tolerant as me, and if you don't know how to act then, you might regret it." Paul looked at him with big eyes, and slowly his lips curled up in a smile, that seemed to brighten up his face to the point, where he looked almost angelic.

"Thank you, John. That's really kind of you. When I came here I thought my life would be over, you know? But maybe I should just give it a chance. It doesn't seem so bad now," Paul answered honestly and John smiled back at him. He was lucky to have such a nice and goodlooking sub, who seemed to love music just as much as he did. What would have happened, if he didn't like his sub? He was glad he had been paired with Paul. Maybe they could both get something out of this.