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EPOV

Tonight I will be engaging in an activity I thought I'd never indulge in again. Bella's been enthusiastic about training Tom, the new member who personally asked for me. I'd be lying to myself if I tried to pretend I wasn't a little bit excited. Tom doesn't currently have a submissive. Emmett mentioned how he wanted to learn to properly dominate a woman and then find a member of Full Exposure to play with.

"Tom thinks of you as like the Harvard of Doms. He wants to train with the best so he can recruit a really good submissive," Emmett explained the last time we talked.

Hearing something like that, it's hard to not get caught up in feeling like the big man on campus again. I was practically BDSM royalty at Coming Attractions. Here in Seattle it's a little different. As manager everyone knows me, but they know me as the guy who they owe membership fees to, the guy to complain to when someone else gets grabby, or to complain about everything from the prices of mixed drinks to the performance schedule in the two theaters. I don't get to perform with Bella much, certainly not every week, so my notoriety here is more about business than sexual expression. I didn't always like the attention I got at Coming Attractions, but now that it's gone I sort of miss it.

At the same time, I have my fears about opening up this Pandora's box again. The last time I trusted a club member who I didn't know well I got into a lot of trouble, and paid dearly for the mistake. I am no longer that trusting. So with Charlie's help I was able to not only run the usual background check done on all new members but also did a credit history report and a criminal record check. Tom came out clean as a whistle.

Subsequently, we spoke on the phone a few times and decided to have a one hour training session each week for four weeks. The club is open tonight, but as today is Thursday, there are no performances scheduled. I planned our training session this way so there would be few members milling around on the third floor while Bella and I are in one of the private rooms with Tom. I'm in my office waiting for both of them to arrive. Bella's coming directly from her client's house and Tom is due any minute.

Shane buzzes my phone a few minutes later to tell me Tom has arrived. "Send him up to the third floor, please. I'll meet him there."

When the elevator doors open a tall lanky man with dark hair steps out. Tom looks exactly like his driver's license photo and the others Charlie sent me. He's a little taller than me and not unattractive. When he sticks his hand out I shake it.

"Pleasure to meet you, Tom. I'm Edward Cullen."

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Cullen. Thank you for agreeing to help me out," he replies.

"You are very welcome. I haven't trained anyone in quite some time but I had great teachers and I hope to impart that wisdom on you too. And please, call me Edward."

Tom follows me down the hall and into the first private room on the left hand side. Alice designed this room to look like a luxurious bedroom. A king size bed takes up most of the space, a wardrobe on one side and a night stand on the other. A padded bench is pushed against the opposite wall. I like the color scheme in this room; browns and crèmes with orange accents in the bedding and wall art.

"I gotta tell you, now that we're here... I'm a little nervous," Tom admits.

I smile sympathetically. The first time Jenks took me to the dungeon where I trained I felt the same way. I remember not feeling like I was in control for many sessions. I felt like I had no business ordering another person around and it was so bizarre to watch the women willingly submit even when my confidence was at its lowest.

"It takes time to become comfortable as a dominant. We'll start slow, go over the basics, and as you begin to feel more confident here we'll get into more advanced scenes."

He nods in agreement. "Emmett said you trained him?"

"I did. And Isabella helped me, so she has experience with submitting during training sessions. I think you'll like her. If she ever arrives," I say jokingly. "While we're waiting for my dear fiancé let's get familiar with what I've set out for the lesson, shall we?"

"Okay. I'm ready," he says unconvincingly.

Holding back my smile I walk over to the wardrobe and open the first drawer. I show Tom the toys I selected for this first introductory session; nipple clamps, a vibrator, and handcuffs. Last week I requested that Tom send me his list of limits and a checklist to gauge his level of experience. He's had a few submissives in the past but each one was an amateur. I'm interested to learn how Tom has made the leap from kinky bedroom exploration to a club like ours.

"Why did you decide to join Full Exposure?" I ask conversationally.

Tom cracks his knuckles, seemingly a nervous tick. "I, uh, was sexually frustrated with my girlfriend. She didn't want to experiment in the bedroom at all, and eventually she broke up with me because of it. As she was leaving she said a lot of things but one really stuck in my head. She said if I wanted a woman who'd 'lie down and just take my dick' then I should go join a sex club. So after brief relationships with a few more adventurous women I met at bars I decided to take my ex's advice."

I chuckle because Tom's story is far more common than he probably thinks. It's rather similar to how Bella found BDSM, only she and Jacob ended their relationship much more amicably.

"These toys will be what I start you with tonight," I explain getting back to the task at hand. "I know you've used all three in the past but I'm more concerned with technique. When you play with a woman long enough you'll learn to read the cues from her body. A good dominant makes rules and sticks to them. So be firm with your commands. Don't give her too much information upfront. You want to keep her guessing what you plan to do. And most importantly, always make her come."

Just as Tom is about to reply I hear Bella calling my name from the hall.

"We're in here, love," I reply loudly.

Bella walks into the room with a smile on her face. She doesn't look nervous and that provides me some reassurance. It's been a long time since we've trained anyone and a lot has changed for us in that time. But she looks genuinely happy to be here.

"Hello, I'm Bella," she greets.

"Nice to meet you," Tom says reaching out to shake her hand.

Bella accepts with a smile and then turns her attention to me. "Sorry I'm late. Mrs. Morehead has no sense of time. Where do you want me?"

"No worries, Tom and I were just getting acquainted. Do you need any time to prepare?" I ask.

"I visited the little girls' room downstairs. I'm ready when you are," she replies.

"Alright. Tom and I will give you a few minutes in here. Bra and panties. Waiting position. We'll be back in five minutes."

Bella nods her head and I motion for Tom to follow me out into the hall. I close the door behind us. "Shirt off, Tom," I instruct. He gazes blankly at me for a moment until I reach for the top button on my dress shirt. As I begin undressing he follows my lead. "We'll leave boxers on this time. Next week prepare for complete nudity. Will that be alright for you?"

"Yeah, I'm prepared for that," he answers, a slight blush in his cheeks.

"Okay, just checking. Bella and I have had so much experience with exhibitionism here at the club, mostly at Coming Attractions, that it doesn't faze us at all. But that's another aspect of D/s that can take some time to adjust to."

"I've watched a number of scenes in the theater and they're all such an extremely intense and beautiful display of human sexuality. I don't know if I'll ever be able to participate in that though. One on one seems more appealing to me, at least for now."

I nod my head in understanding. It certainly does take time to grow into the role and become good enough at scening to be able to share the experience with others.

"So moving on… only one big rule for tonight. I know I've mentioned this over the phone, but just to be clear you won't touch my submissive until I give you permission. And only I will be having sex with her."

"I understand."

"Good. We'll call her Isabella now until the session is over. She'll be in her waiting position when we enter. Watch how I approach her, the tone of voice I use, and the directions I give. And also pay attention to how she responds to my direction."

I wrap my knuckles on the door just to give Bella a warning that we're about to enter. "Follow my lead," I whisper to Tom and then open the door.

Isabella is waiting inside exactly as I asked. She's wearing a red satin bra and panty set and her collar. I motion with my hand for Tom to follow me over to her. I walk slowly around her kneeling form and stop just right of center of her face. Tom stands next to me.

"Look up Isabella," I command. Her chocolate brown eyes meet mine while the rest of her body stays perfectly still, her hands resting on her thighs and back straight. "You are such a good pet, so loyal and obedient. You're being rewarded tonight, enjoying the pleasures of two men, while I introduce my friend to our lifestyle. You will call him Sir while we are in this room and allow him to touch your body in any way I instruct him too. If you should feel uncomfortable remember to use your safe words."

"Yes, Master," she responds immediately. It makes me so hard when she says that while looking into my eyes.

"Tell me your safe words."

"Yellow and red, Master."

"And who do you belong to?"

"Only you, Master."

I turn to Tom, wanting to see how much he understands so far. "Do you know why her hair is braided?"

"To keep it from getting snagged or in the way?" he responds in the form of a question.

I nod. "What position is Isabella in? And what is the other position typically used at the beginning of a scene?"

"Waiting position. And there's also, uh, the inspection."

"Good. Do you know what the safe words mean?"

"Yes, yellow is slow down and red is stop," he replies.

"Isabella also likes to say green. A lot. Don't you pet?" I ask her.

"Yes, Master," she replies. Tom smirks down at Isabella but her eyes stay focused on me.

I think we're ready to begin now. I ask Isabella to stand and walk over to the bed and lie down. While she's moving I go over some basics with Tom about giving a submissive the proper guidance. Isabella knows what I expect of her, but when Tom is with someone new he'll need to tell her what to wear, how to kneel before he enters the room, when she is allowed to speak and so on. I intend for Isabella to enjoy this session, but a lot of what we're doing is listening to me talk about what I'm doing and why. Of course she knew that when she agreed to assist me.

"Tom, take the vibrator out of the drawer over there and bring it here. Now, you typically never tell your sub what toy you're reaching for unless you're trying to hype up her anticipation. Okay, now come stand at the end of the bed and instruct Isabella to spread her legs for you. Say it like you mean it."

Tom moves to the end of the bed and clears his throat. "Isabella? Spread your legs."

"You can do better than that. Order her; be descriptive," I encourage.

He sighs and tries again. "Isabella, spread your legs for me. Let me see that pretty pussy."

Isabella blushes despite the protection of the panties she's still wearing as she complies with his direction; which was much more authoritative this time.

"Very good. Use the handcuffs attached to the bedposts to secure her ankles. I'm going to finish positioning her arms the way I want for the scene. We're going to tease our submissive's body until she begs for release," I explain while walking towards the side of the bed near Isabella's head. "How are feeling? Tell me what color."

"Green, Master," she pants as I rub my right hand over her stomach and between her breasts.

"Will you feel comfortable if I remove your bra, pet? It's okay to say no." I caress her cheek with my left hand and hope she can see Edward in my eyes as I ask her this question.

She nods her head and winks at me. "Please take it off, Master," she replies stretching her arms over her head and arching her back so I can reach the bra clasp.

My hands tease her breasts for a moment, tweaking both nipples through the red satin fabric before slipping my hands underneath and pushing the cups over her soft mounds. Isabella moans as the air hits her tits and I hold her wrists together against the mattress in just my left hand as my head dips over her chest and sucks a nipple into my mouth.

"She's getting wet," Tom whispers from the end of the bed. "I can see the wet spot on her panties. Fuck that's hot."

I lift my head and smirk at my highly sensitive submissive. "So naughty, pet," I admonish coyly. My fingers slide under her arched back, unclasp the bra, and pull it away from her body. Then I move quickly to bind her wrists together and secure them to the headboard.

Stepping back, I gesture to Tom to do the same with her ankles and we both take a moment to appreciate the beautiful display in front of us. After a minute or so Isabella writhes on the bed in frustration, straining against the sheets.

"She's eager for us to return," I comment under my breath.

Tom looks down at his jeans and curses. I can plainly see that his dick is straining against the tight jeans he wears. Rookie mistake wearing tight pants. I'll make him wait another few minutes before removing them. He won't make that mistake again.

"Tom, I want you to walk back over to Isabella's pussy and tease her with the vibrator." I follow him and watch as he takes the toy in hand and switches it on. "Now, slide it up and down slowly, applying pressure as you move it from her clit down to that wet spot and then back up again."

He does as I instruct and I give him a few pointers. Obviously, this will be easier for him in the future when his submissive isn't wearing panties. Isabella moans when something Tom does is particularly pleasurable. He looks up to her face frequently, trying to gauge her reactions. The wetness between her legs grows and soon my cock is throbbing too.

Once he's got the hang of it I take the vibrator from Tom's hand and slip it into her panties so the tip rests against her clit and the fabric holds it in place. Isabella gasps when she feels the sensation and realizes I'm leaving it there.

"Let's move on to the nipple clamps," I say pointing towards the wardrobe. Tom walks over to retrieve them and comes to the side of the bed by Isabella's breasts. I'm on the other side of the bed and hold out my hand for one of the two clamps.

"Open the clip with one hand and massage the breast with the other. He may touch you, right pet?"

"Yes. Green," Isabella answers closing her eyes.

We reach for her breasts at the same time and she moans softly. Tom follows my lead, massaging all around the nipple and making it pebble on its own. I twist and pinch the hardened peak and Tom does the same. "Now pinch and elongate the nipple like this," I demonstrate. "Then slowly release the clamp around it."

The clamps are placed at the same time and Isabella bucks against the mattress, moaning wantonly. I pull both tits towards me and slowly lick her nipples together repeatedly five of six times. Isabella gasps and moans. She's about to start begging, I can sense it.

"I'm going to fuck you now, pet. Is that what you want?"

"Yes, Master," Isabella pants, her eyes closed and her hands squeezed into tight fists.

"Good. Now keep your eyes on me. I want you to watch me as I take you. Tom, please step back and observe for a minute. Touch yourself if you should feel so inclined."

He steps away from the bed and stands near Isabella's head, out of her line of sight. I hear the zipper of his jeans lower and glance over as he pulls his erection free. I turn my attention back to Isabella. She's watching my every move, biting her lip in concentration. I'm sure the vibrator in her panties has her so close to coming that it hurts. Clad only in boxer briefs, I climb onto the bed between her bound legs, pulling my cock through the opening in the cotton.

"It would be a shame to waste these sexy panties," I say to myself.

I really do like them so instead of tearing the fabric from her flesh I simply move it to the side and let the vibrator fall to the mattress. I switch it off and press the tip of my dick to her entrance. She moans and lifts her hips to show her eagerness. From the corner of my eye I see Tom pumping his cock in his hand as I slide all the way into Isabella. She groans from the feeling of fullness and I hear Tom curse under his breath.

"So good, pet," I say. "I can feel you're close, but wait for me to say the word."

I hope Tom is paying more attention to my technique and direction than his own orgasm but it seems like a tossup at this point. It is his first lesson after all. I don't believe he's ever witnessed a scene firsthand like this before. "Put your hand on her, Tom," I say through clenched teeth. "She's about to come and I want you to feel her convulsing. You need to control your own body; feel Isabella's physical responses and we'll come when she's through."

The hand not pumping his dick reaches forward to touch Isabella's shoulder. It slowly slides over the swell of her breast and I nearly come when she gasps. Finally his hand settles on her stomach and I know it's time. Her inner muscles are tightening around my cock making it difficult to keep up the hard and fast thrusting. I watch Tom's hand rise and fall with her sharp intakes of breath. "Fuck, pet. Come! Now!"

Isabella closes her eyes and I brush my thumb over her clit in a few quick circles. She squeezes me so tightly I have to stop pumping into her. My thumb continues to rub her clit through the orgasm and I notice Tom's moved his hand back to her breasts. He's flicking her nipple as she screams out in pleasure. Finally, I can thrust easily again and I commence pounding into her hard and fast.

"I'm close, Tom. Anytime you're ready. But do it on the bed, don't mark my woman," I instruct emphatically.

He keeps his hand on her breast but turns away so his release lands on the bedspread. Then I'm coming too, squeezing Isabella's hips tightly as my cock finally releases the powerful orgasm into her body. Groans and grunts fill the air as Tom and I finish together. As soon as I'm able to move I release Isabella's ankles and Tom follows my lead with her wrists. I show him how best to remove the nipple clamps but she winces slightly as Tom removes his clamp. I'll have to go over that one with him again. I'm worried Isabella might be feeling vulnerable now, so I get her a robe and help her slip her arms through the sleeves.

"A very important part of a scene is the aftercare. Make sure you always comfort your submissive and communicate with her," I say turning Isabella onto her side and lying down behind her.

I show Tom how to treat his submissive during this time by massaging Isabella's neck and shoulders. I inspect her wrists and ankles finding no marks from the handcuffs. She mewls a few times as I rub my hands all over her body. Tom sits on the very end of the bed and watches us silently. Remembering Isabella's sore nipple I gently press her back against the mattress and pull the satin robe apart to expose her breasts. There's a light purple mark on her left nipple and I lean my head over her chest to gently lick it and suck it into my mouth.

Isabella moans and lifts her hand to thread her fingers through the hair at the back of my neck. Aftercare always feels like the most personal and emotional part of a scene for me. I'd prefer to enjoy this time without my new student present but I realize he needs to learn. That's why we're here in the first place. I want to make sure to train Tom to be a compassionate and respectful Dominant.

"Does it hurt, pet?" I ask gently. She looks down to inspect herself.

"No, Master. I hardly even realized it until the clamp came off."

I point to the mark on her flesh and Tom's eyes widen. I think he's worried that I'm angry with him. "Too close to the tip," I explain simply. "You should always leave at least an inch of nipple above the clamp site. I suck the pink peak into my mouth again and swirl my tongue around it soothingly. Isabella's head falls back and she lets me continue to care for her.

"How did you feel about the scene? Any concerns?" I ask her a minute or two later.

"You made me feel very safe. I like that you didn't remove my underwear this time. I'll be fine with it next week, but I'm glad we're taking this slow as we get to know each other," she replies honestly looking over at Tom and smiling shyly.

Tom blushes and I try to suppress a smile. I know it wasn't easy for her to admit having a little performance anxiety in front of someone new but I'm glad she did. That is exactly the kind of honesty Tom will need to have with his new submissive.

"Thank you for being truthful, pet. I was a little resistant to sharing your beautiful pussy this first time too. Tom, remember to press your submissive to voice her true feelings after a scene. It's the only way to learn what she's comfortable with and what she's not."

Tom stands up and takes a few steps towards the door. "I'll leave you two alone to get dressed," he says picking up his jeans and shirt from the floor. "Thank you, Edward. I've learned so much already. Thank you too, Bella."

"You're welcome, Sir," she says gracefully.

"Same time next week?" Tom asks with his hand on the doorknob.

"Yes, good job today. Have a good night," I say as Tom nods and closes the door as he exits the room.

As soon as the door clicks closed Bella flips over, pushing my shoulders to the mattress, and straddles my hips. I laugh at being caught off guard so abruptly. "So what did you think?" she asks excitedly.

"About the scene? I planned it, so I thought it was a good introduction for Tom. He seems like a nice enough guy and he paid attention to my advice," I answer.

Bella presses her palms against my chest and leans her face over mine, smiling brightly. "He seems like good Dom material. But I was wondering about your opinion on being a trainer again. Did it make you feel powerful?"

"Yes, but I always feel powerful when I'm playing with you."

She scoffs and kisses my forehead before sitting upright again, rubbing her pussy against my groin. Arousal begins to stir inside me. "Watching you teach him, explaining what you do to my body and the responses you're trying to achieve, makes me so hot for you. I've forgotten just how incredibly sexy you are in that situation."

My hands move to her hips and I lift her up enough to slip those hot red panties down her legs. She giggles as I struggle to pull them off and then pull her down against my hardening cock. I rock her back and forth until I'm fully hard again. Bella lowers herself onto my cock inch by inch until I'm submerged in her wetness.

"So what you're saying is that you liked being my training assistant, and you're looking forward to next week?"

She moans as I reach a spot deep inside her and swivel my hips underneath her. "Fuck, that feels good, Edward. Yes, I'm enjoying being your assistant. I still prefer the theater, but for now this might work for us. What do you think?"

"I think once the word gets out that we've trained Tom there will be more Doms who want the same," I reply while palming her breasts. She begins riding my cock harder, throwing her head back and groaning.

"I don't want to scene in the theater weekly anymore. It's too much exposure, too great a commitment. Training allows us to dabble in exhibitionism and also help fellow members. What do you think?"

"Baby, you know I'll agree to anything while I'm buried this deep inside you. But I think it's a good idea."

She chuckles, lightly raking her fingers down my face and hooking her fingertips into my mouth. I bite playfully and then suck them into my mouth. I'm going to come soon. If she doesn't keep me talking I'm going to lose control and give in to my body's needs before she gets off.

"Okay, it's settled then. We'll train Tom and when it's over we'll offer to take on another student from the club. And we can play in the theater once in a while. Whenever the mood strikes us?" she confirms.

"Yes, good plan. Um, baby? If you don't come soon I'm going to throw you down and fuck the life out of you. Please say you're close."

She nods, swiveling her hips and bouncing harder and faster. I close my eyes because the sight of her full breasts bouncing wildly is going to push me over the edge. Finally, she moans and I feel her inner muscles tightening. We come together, her orgasm ending as she collapses on my chest. My arms wrap around her and she murmurs "I love you" into my neck.

I'm completely sated and happy. I could stay here like this all night, holding her… recuperating… and taking her again and again. When the fog of orgasm lifts I realize we can't stay here all night in the club.

"Are you ready to go now, baby? I want to take you home," I say gently.

Bella just nods and smiles up at me with her big chocolate brown eyes. I love that she looks thoroughly fucked. I want nothing more than to take her back to our new home and put her to bed where I can hold her tightly all night long.

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