JAEMIN'S POV
I stand on my yacht, staring out over the Chicago pier and the sparkling waters of Lake Michigan.
"Let's get this over with..."
I head down into my personal bedroom.
"It's high time I start introducing (Y/N) to the people who can take over her training."
The guest list is exclusive, elite, and full of doms looking for a new submissive. Despite my resolve, the knot in my stomach is tightening.
"What the hell's the matter with me!?"
"How much time do you have? 'Cause the list is long."
I take a deep breath to school my features before turning to face my friend.
"Sloan! You look like you're ready to hunt...and be hunted."
"Hopefully I'm not the only one. Is that new woman of yours going to be here?"
I do my best not to react.
"Of course. She's the guest of honor."
"Excellent... Now, are we gonna talk about what you're wearing? 'Cause I think we can do a lot better."
"I was just about to change. Give me a moment."
I approach the closet where I keep a few extra belongings...and a few of my favorite toys. I focus on the chic suits hanging in the back.
This is a chance to show (Y/N) my position in the BDSM community...at the top.
I ignore the nagging question of why it's so important for me to look my best tonight and slip on the suit.
No woman can resist a dom who exudes this much power...
I give my sleeves one last tug and step out to show Sloan.
"Damn. Now the rest of us don't stand a chance..."
Sloan and I head to the main deck before going our separate ways. Ready or not, it's time to show (Y/N) what it means to belong to a world like mine...
My guests have already begun arriving... Several doms lead their subs by elaborate leashes, but others have come unattached and ready to explore.
"Eat. Drink. Find a dark corner to enjoy. For tonight, my yacht is yours."
"Don't worry. I intend to."
As the familiar faces pass by, I search the assembled crowd for any sign of (Y/N) or Anderson.
"That's Na Jaemin over there in the sexy suit."
"I can't believe I finally got invited to one of his parties..."
"There's a lot to enjoy, so we'd better get started." a domme urges a guest.
I turn away from the conversation only to find Trishana approaching wearing a carnivorous smile and little else.
"Hello, Jaemin. No need to look as though you'd like to eat me... I didn't bring Jay. Even I'm not that brave."
As she speaks, I find myself oddly disappointed. Throwing Jay overboard would've gone a long way toward improving my mood...
"So glad you could make it."
"Of course. And to what do I owe the honor of an invite? You've never asked me to one of your events before."
"Just being hospitable. The last time we met, you seemed to be growing tired of Jay. I thought you might appreciate some new...scenery."
"In that case, I'm sure there's a sub somewhere around here who won't mind sharing in my pain."
As Trishana saunters away, I turn toward a commotion near the gangway.
"Thanks, Anderson. I can take it from here."
The whole crowd seems to fade away. I can't hear anything but the rush of blood in my ears as Anderson helps (Y/N) onto the yacht. I thought nothing could be more exquisite than (Y/N) kneeling naked on the bed, but I was wrong. In this moment, everything I admire about (Y/N) is magnified...
Dammit... These vultures are going to eat her alive. It's like dressing a lamb for slaughter.
I try to look away, but it's impossible. She holds me spellbound. I cross the yacht toward her, propelled by some unseen force. Even when I jostle against several people in the way, nothing stops me.
If this is going to be my last night with (Y/N), I have to make it count...even if it kills me.
"Jaemin! You look...wow."
"I hope you enjoy your reward. I spared no expense to show you off. (Y/N)...everything I do is for you. Every person here has been invited for your sake, subs and doms alike. Don't be afraid to point out anyone who intrigues you. In addition to rewarding you, tonight is meant to be instructional."
"Instructional like...telling me what's behind that heavy wooden door?"
I laugh as she points out the door that leads down to the galley.
"Sorry. The only toys you'll find in there are pots and pans. My private facilities are upstairs."
"Huh. It's a lot less scandalous than I was expecting."
I turn her so she faces a half-naked man thrashing underneath the sharp heel of his mistress's stiletto.
"Or not."
I move her toward a more sedate couple seated by the pool. A man kneels at his dom's feet, patiently waiting for orders.
"such a good boy..." the dom praises.
"Just tell me what pleases you, sir."
I nod a greeting at the dom before turning to (Y/N) with an aura of command.
"Watch how they interact. You won't find a more well-trained sub anywhere on this boat."
(Y/N) stares, her lips parted as the dom runs a hand over his sub's head. The touch is light, almost romantic.
"They seem like they're really in love." she whispers to me.
"Take me out and suck me off." the dom commands his sub.
"Yes, sir."
(Y/N) rears back as the sub reaches for his master's belt and begins stroking his length.
"Oh!"
"I didn't give you permission to move."
She nods and stills. It doesn't take long before her curiosity takes over and she leans closer to watch every lick and suck
"Yesss..."
"Exhibitionism is a large part of gatherings like these. Some prefer to watch, others to perform. But we're all on display in one way or another. By this time, several more couples have gathered to watch the spectacle, so I lead (Y/N) away."
"Not every display is this public. We've talked about dinner parties before...or even just a special night in the dungeon with a favorite couple."
"Is that something you like? To...share? To watch and be watched?"
My jaw tightens reflexively. In a few days, my desires will be the last thing on her mind...
"It's time to move on. There are quite a few people I think you'll like to meet."
"Wait, is that Vera Ohanyan? The famous ballerina?"
"If you look beyond the harnesses and hoods, you'll notice several high-profile guests"
A waiter passes by with a tray of champagne flutes. I hand one to (Y/N)...then raise an eyebrow as she immediately downs the whole thing in one gulp.
"Thirsty?" I ask.
"Sorry, I'm just nervous. You went through all this effort for me...I don't want to disappoint you."
"Just be yourself. You have nothing to worry about. You're a charming attractive woman. Anyone here would be lucky to be with you."
"...Thank you."
As I lead (Y/N) in from the cold, I sense her attention drifting to the right.
"Oh wow, that woman is gorgeous... Is she a domme too?"
"Tonight, yes. She's what's known as a switch. Sometimes she prefers to dominate. Other times, she's happier as a sub. It depends on the partner."
"She must be very...flexible."
"She is. Come on. I'll introduce you."
But as I start to cross the room, I realize (Y/N) isn't beside me.
"What's wrong?"
"Have you...been with her before? At a party like this?"
"Would it bother you if I had? If I say yes, will you be jealous?"
(Y/N) considers the question for a long moment before shaking her head.
"No. I mostly wish I'd been there to watch."
Her answer startles a laugh out of me...and sparks a hot-blooded interest that grips me by the throat.
This woman never ceases to surprise me.
Before the conversation can continue, the domme in question spots me and approaches with another woman in tow.
"Fleur. Thank you so much for coming tonight." I greet.
"Are you kidding? Na Jaemin's yacht parties are always events worth attending."
"A-hem." Fleur's guest clears her throat while nudging her.
"Right, sorry to interrupt but Solange noticed your new sub and wanted to introduce herself."
"Me?" (Y/N) asks pointing to herself.
"Yes, you. Where'd you get that gown?" Solange giggles.
"Oh, um..."
(Y/N) casts a quick, shy smile up at me.
"It was a gift from Jaemin."
"You must've done something really special to earn it..."
There's no mistaking Solange's interest in (Y/N). As they continue to talk, Fleur lowers her voice...
"I haven't seen Solange this excited by another sub in years. I've been meaning to get her a present... Is she available? "
I fight the tight clenching in my jaw and manage a small smile.
"Yes, actually. I've been training (Y/N), and she's ready to start looking for a dom to replace me."
"Then I guess it's my lucky day."
Solange slides her arm around (Y/N)'s waist just as I turn my attention back to them.
"Can I keep her, mistress? Pretty please?"
"You haven't even tested her out yet."
"And Fleur isn't the permission you need."
"Of course, Mr. Na. I didn't mean to presume..."
I shake my head and gesture back to (Y/N).
"If you wish to play with her, then you need to ask her."
"Oh, I don't know..."
I can tell that (Y/N)'s hesitating out of habit, not lack of interest. I catch her gaze and give her a small nod.
"I mean, what did you have in mind?"
(Y/N)'s whole body seems to tremble with anticipation. Mine is trembling too, but I'm not sure which emotion is causing it...
"We haven't played 'Mistress, May I?' in a while."
"You'll like this one, (Y/N). I have to ask for permission to pleasure you, but it starts simple, with kisses. Like this..."
I make a point of standing back and leaning against the opposite wall, my arms crossed as the women begin their game. A mischievous smile crosses Solange's face as she points at the softly beating pulse on the side of (Y/N)'s neck.
"Mistress, may I kiss her here?"
I step a little closer, my eyes scanning (Y/N)'s face for any sign of distress. She's flushed and breathing heavily...but she wants this.
"Please, Jaemin...?"
At a nod from Fleur, Solange dips her head low and presses her lips to (Y/N)'s skin. Even though she's expecting it, (Y/N) gasps out loud as the other woman allows her mouth to linger. That gasp turns to a mewl as Solange continues kissing her, her tongue inching toward the sensitive hollow of (Y/N)'s throat.
"She's even sweeter than she looks..."
I fist my hands as Solange lifts one of her fingers and begins tracing the curve of (Y/N)'s lips...
"Mistress, may I kiss her here?"
"Hmm...I think we need to make sure our friend agrees."
(Y/N) turns to look at me, her eyes wide as she realizes what's about to happen.
"You may continue."
I'm careful to keep my expression impassive as Solange slides a hand under (Y/N)'s chin and tilts her mouth up for a kiss. At first, the kiss is only a brief touch of her lips, and I feel relieved that Solange isn't going to push things any further...until (Y/N) sighs into her mouth.
"That's right. Open up to let me in."
(Y/N) barely has time to comply before Solange sweeps down with a kiss designed to attract every single person on board this yacht. She takes everything (Y/N) has to offer greedily...and with a long, slow sweep of her tongue that leaves us both breathless. By the time Solange steps back, (Y/N)'s eyes are glazed with passion.
"She's so sweet... Fleur, you have to try her."
"What do you think, beautiful?"
"Oh! I mean, if that's what you want..."
I watch as Fleur positions herself behind (Y/N), trapping and transfixing her between their bodies.
Aw hell.
From her position behind (Y/N), Fleur runs her fingers along the slope of (Y/N)'s shoulder, then drops her lips to the curve of her skin in slow, lazy kisses. (Y/N) arches, but there's nowhere for her to go but deeper into their embrace.
"Mistress, may I join you?"
"I don't see why not..."
As Fleur fixes her hands on either side of (Y/N)'s hips and continues kissing her neck, Solange coaxes (Y/N)'s mouth open and claims it in a hard, penetrating kiss. There's no denying how turned on I am by the three in front of me...or how much I wish I was the one standing behind (Y/N) and guiding her every movement. My body is already hard and throbbing, my every muscle tensed.
This fixation of mine is starting to get seriously out of hand...
Just when I think things can't get any worse, Solange starts sliding her hand down (Y/N)'s body. Her fingers tangle with her domme's as they both reach for (Y/N)'s breasts... With a start, (Y/N) glances over at me. As her eyes lock with mine, she gasps, clearly enjoying herself...
"I think that's enough playtime for now."
Solange instantly recognizes the authority in my voice and pulls away, her lips swollen and pouting.
"Just when things were starting to get interesting..." Solange pouts.
"You should be grateful you got this much, Solange. Jaemin was more generous than I would've been."
Only (Y/N) doesn't speak. She's too dazed, her legs unsteady as she's left standing on her own. I know it's my job to check on (Y/N) and make sure she understands how well she's done, but I don't trust myself to speak to her right now. Veering sharply to the right, I head toward my private deck at the back of the yacht... Only to find that (Y/N) is a few steps behind.
"What're you doing here?"
"Is something wrong? You left so fast... I'm sorry if I displeased you. I know I got caught up in the moment back there..."
"You did nothing wrong, (Y/N)."
Frustrated to find myself facing the one person I can't handle right now, my voice comes out too rough.
"You were perfect. They loved you."
"Then why...?"
(Y/N) takes a step toward me, her hand outstretched, but I pull back before she can make contact.
"You always do this...keep asking questions, keep pushing harder. There's only so much I can take! I just need a few minutes alone, okay?"
"Liar. It won't be a few minutes. It'll be days. Weeks."
"What're you talking about?"
"You do this every time, and I'm starting to get sick of it! We have a session together and then bam! You disappear. I don't know what's going on with you, but I've had enough. Hot and cold, on and off. No matter what happens, you're always making me feel like I'm the one who messed up."
I blink at how angry she sounds. This is a side of (Y/N) I've never seen before, and I'm not sure how I feel about it...but I think I like it.
"This is exactly what Jay used to do. One minute, he made me feel like I was his whole world. The next, I was married to a complete stranger."
This comparison sets my whole body aflame. Park Jay had no idea how good he had it... Before I'm aware of my own actions, I cross the deck to stand in front of (Y/N).
"I'm nothing like that asshole."
"Then prove it."
I reach for her, ready to pull her into a kiss like nothing she's ever tasted before. Pushing all other thoughts aside, I lean close to (Y/N). Our bodies don't touch yet, but the air shifts around us.
"I could prove a lot of things to you, little lamb, but I'm not sure you'll like the outcome..."
Instead of cowering and running away, (Y/N) raises her voice as a challenge.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
I clench and unclench my fist. It would be so easy to grab this woman and claim her mouth in a kiss, but I don't do it...yet.
I have to know first that she wants me as much as I want her...
"It wasn't supposed to be like this. We have rules for a reason, remember?"
"Of course I remember. You've never let me forget it."
I shake my head, but I can't leave her...not when she's the only thing on my mind.
"You want me to kiss you right now, don't you? You want me to take you in my arms and show you what it's like to be fully dominated."
"Of course I do. It's what I've wanted from the start..."
I finally drop my hand to the back of her neck. I curl my fingers and pull her so close that our lips touch...almost.
"This is your last chance, (Y/N). I'm going to kiss you, and I won't stop until you understand what it means to be claimed by me."
(Y/N) shivers, but there's nowhere to go. The entire world has reduced down to just the two of us.
"Say it, (Y/N). Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me."
(Y/N)'s eyelashes flutter, and the whisper of her breath touches my lips. She sighs and gives in, her body yielding against mine.
"...Yes. I want you."
Those simple words are my undoing as our lips finally touch.
"Jaemin..."
Even as she gasps my name, she opens up to let me in. She doesn't back down as my tongue slides against hers. I press the length of my body against hers, reveling in how soft and yielding she is.
"This is what happens when you push me too far, (Y/N)."
I know I should stop while I still can, but now that she's finally in my arms, I refuse to let her go. Wrapping my free arm around her waist, I tug until her chest touches mine, her hips nestled against my own. I groan at the sweet, delicious pressure of those hips as they undulate and buck against mine.
"Every curve of your body fits so perfectly against mine..."
I'm already hard for her, my length throbbing with the need to bury itself inside her. I trail my hand down to her ass, and (Y/N) moans, hitching her leg up to give me better access.
"Jaemin, I..."
Through the tangle our tongues, I can sense (Y/N) struggling to speak.
"Say it."
"I want to touch you so bad..."
The thought of this woman putting her hands on my body is enough to set me on fire.
"No. Absolutely not."
"But—"
The temptation to give in is so strong I realize there's only one thing I can do... Without giving her time to ask questions, I grab her wrists with one hand and pin them between our bodies.
"Now you have no choice but to take what I give you..."
"Yes, Jaemin."
But this time, I'm already so deep into this kiss—and into (Y/N)—that I have No choice but to let the last of my inhibitions go. I give myself over to the luxury of imagining what it would be like if (Y/N) really belonged to me...
"This is your fault. You did this to me."
"I did?"
"Letting Solange kiss you...you enjoyed that, didn't you? Knowing I was watching? Knowing I could see how much you liked it?"
(Y/N) let's out a soft gasp as she realizes what I'm doing...and why. She arches her back to thrust her hips harder against me.
"I did. I liked it a lot. She was so sweet with me...so gentle."
I growl my approval at this response. Any sub of mine is welcome to enjoy the embraces of another couple...as long as she's willing to pay the price afterward.
"You like it gentle?"
"I love it gentle..."
"Then you'll get exactly what you want. You behaved yourself so beautifully that you deserve a little treat."
I lift a hand to her cheek and rest it there for a moment drinking in her serene beauty. Allowing my thumb to fall to her mouth, I tenderly trace its shape, memorizing each dip and curve.
"You deserve everything you want out of life, (Y/N)..."
My body screams for me to take this woman as hard and as fast as I can, but I force myself to slow down. This time, my kiss is soft and exploratory, the start of a dance between lovers.
"Ohhh..."
I nip gently at the edge of her mouth, tasting her in small nibbles and indulgences.
"I can see why Solange was so delighted with you..."
Soon, (Y/N) is flushed and panting, her chest rising and falling with each breath she takes.
"Is that the way you like it?"
"Oh, yes."
"Have you had enough yet?"
"Never."
(Y/N) sags against me as though I'm the only thing keeping her in an upright position. There's so much of her body I have yet to explore, so many parts I long to touch. I'm desperate to feel the soft skin of her thighs... I stroke her legs, coaxing her open so I can move higher.
"Open your thighs for me, little lamb. I need to touch you."
(Y/N) complies so quickly that it almost takes me aback. She's inviting me all the way in... Unable to resist, I slide my hand under the silky material of her dress. I bunch her skirt up to her waist as she gasps and arches. Her body squirms as I run my knuckles along the outside of her panties, teasing her...
"Jaemin! "
"Do you need more? I don't know if you've earned it yet..."
But even as I say the words, I hook a finger under panties and find the warm, wet heat of her.
"You're dripping for me."
(Y/N)'s whimpers of delight pierce the night...but at a party like this, they fall on deaf ears.
"Oh God, please let me touch you back..."
Since one touch from this woman's fingers likely to finish me, I silence her with a hard kiss. She's half-naked and writhing underneath me, her tempting mouth a wonderland.
"(Y/N)..."
I begin to lose myself in her... My kisses become harder and more insistent, my desire pulsing through me until... Crash! At the sound of a tray falling and shattering glass, I jump back.
"What was that?"
I gaze dazedly around me, as surprised as (Y/N) to find myself back in reality...but I mask myself quickly.
"A clumsy waiter. It doesn't matter."
I shake my head to clear it, determined to put distance between (Y/N) and I.
"What's wrong? You look mad."
That's because I am mad...at myself.
I struggle to put on an expression of the cool disinterest I'm finding more and more difficult to feign.
"I never should've..."
I trail off as I realize that the list of things I shouldn't have done is growing longer and longer by the day. I swallow heavily and try again.
"I never should've broken our rule."
(Y/N) begins to adjust her clothes, her expression now more hurt than confused.
"And which rule is that?"
I set my jaw and ignore the question. It's a much more dangerous one than she knows... I take a moment to adjust my clothing, getting myself back into some semblance of control.
"(Y/N)... You deserve better than this."
I hate that she's blaming herself for my mistakes. There's only one way to fix things now...
"Everything you said about me was true. I'm the one at fault, which is why I'll make things right."
(Y/N) looks as though she'd like to argue, but she's learned her role too well. She waits for me to finish.
"You've been a wonderful student, (Y/N). You've done everything I asked. Any dom would be happy to have you."
"But...?"
I turn away and look out over the railing, where they cityscape sparkles in the distance.
"But nothing. You're ready for the next step, that's all." I tell her.
"I thought this party was the next step."
I take a moment to gather my thoughts when a low, familiar voice sounds from behind me.
"Uh oh. I hope I'm not interrupting something."
(Y/N) and I both turn to find Sloan standing a few feet away, a rakish tilt to his smile. In all the intensity of the past few hours, I'd forgotten that Sloan was here...and that I invited him for more than just the party.
"Actually, we are kind of in the middle of something—" (Y/N) begins to say, but I interrupt her.
"No. We're not."
"We...aren't?"
This wasn't how I planned to do things, but (Y/N) has given me no other choice. Sloan couldn't have walked in at a better time.
"(Y/N), I'd like to introduce you to Sloan, my best friend...and your new dom."