Chapter 4: Saturday Morning
The next morning, Mia walked down to breakfast feeling so giddy. Last night was so much fun.
Today, she had such a packed day filled with classes and activities.
She really wanted to take advantage of everything this weekend had to offer. So, she had packed a small backpack with her essentials so she didn't need to miss one slot in order to back to her room.
As she entered the busy lounge, Mia was so relieved she had a breakfast invitation from Erica and Eric. She was really hoping that she could just avoid Liam for the morning. Her gut told her that he made her feel uncomfortable. He was just so insistent, took the lead and made decisions without even consulting her. The fact he insisted on her taking the perfume straight away made her feel pressured.
Yet, she did not want to block him on the chat in case he found out and confronted her in public. But, there were moments where he was so charming and attentive. She needed to talk to Erica. Maybe she wasn't submissive enough and Liam was laying down the foundation of a good relationship. He was showing her that he had her thoughts in mind all the time. That was not bad right?
Reading a book and some blogs was not the same as experiencing BDSM. Talking to the experienced submissive would be helpful in clarifying how she could do better.
Besides, Erica would probably find out later anyway. There really was a lack of privacy over the weekend. It was so busy. Clearly, everyone knew it was worth getting up for breakfast. The lounge had a different set up to last night, instead of the dining table set up, there were a range of couches and armchairs.
It could have been any old hotel. People of various ages in PJs. People taking selfies together. Or they were taking pictures of their food. Then, Mia noticed the subtleties. There were some naked submissive floating around, but they seemed firmly attached to their dominant. One man was clearly the submissive to a couple, as he sat between both of them. His hair was being stroked by the lady whilst he was fed morsels by the man.
The breakfast area was filled with a colourful array of dishes. There were lots of fruit salads, yoghurts and pastries. Alongside the continental dishes, there was a hot breakfast buffet which smelled divine. The smell made her stomach grumble despite the fact she wasn't usually a breakfast person.
A young black woman in a bright yellow circle dress was clearly in charge. She managed the breakfast service with an unparalleled efficiency. Seeing Mia looking confused, she asked her if she could help at all. Aside from directing her to where Eric was, it was reassuring to see another young black woman in a predominately white space. That was always a worry for her engaging in BDSM.
Not that she had felt uncomfortable. Everyone was very welcoming and friendly. People were so wrapped up in their own hormones that they barely noticed her. But, it was nice to see that she wasn't the only sister indulging in her kink.
"Good morning." Eric waved her Mia over to a small booth beside the window. It was gloriously sunny that morning.
Mia peered beside him for Erica. Her cushion was there but she wasn't.
"She's just in the bathroom, should be out any minute now. How was your sleep?" Eric said, stirring his coffee in the meantime.
"Honestly, I slept like a baby. Those beds are to die for." Mia gushed, as Erica came sitting down.
The couple were matching again. Today, Eric was wearing a mint green polo shirt with black trousers. His outfit complemented Erica's forest green bralet and skirt combination, which made her small perky breasts looked incredible. Her nipples were clearly clamped, with the leash dangling between her breasts.
After greeting each other, and placing their breakfast orders, Erica got right to it. "Did you like the show last night?"
"You both were amazing." Mia replied, stirring her tea.
"Thanks! It's taken us a lot of work to get that point but it's worth every orgasm." Erica said.
"Did yo-get to come then?" Mia didn't know why talking about an orgasm at a sex conference was so uncomfortable. But she really needed to know.
"Yes, once we were in bed Eric fucked me until I came. I always get to cum, as long as I'm good overall by the end of the night. It's just up to him when." Erica explained, using a small compact mirror to fix her bright red lipstick.
Guess Liam was right then.
Mia wished Eric wasn't there so she could talk more freely. She wanted another females opinion about the situation but Anna has been asleep by the time she had logged online. Today, she really needed another submissive advice about the whole Liam situation.
Instead, Mia listened to the couple talk about their dynamic. She liked the sound of it. Eric was definitely the dominant and Erica his submissive. They had tried switching and it didn't work for them. They were strictly monogamous but massive voyeurs and exhibitionists. Erica explained that they used the high/ low protocol to define their relationship. In the day, they were low protocol. Whereas, during the evening and all weekend, unless around vanillas, they were high protocol.
Erica was a self employed interior design with a keen eye for colour, so she was responsible for coordinating their outfits. Every single day. Eric was a hot shot corporate lawyer so the taboo thought of being caught turned him on. All the scenes they did at other events or online they wore masks and followed pain staking instruction to ensure it couldn't be traced back to them. But this weekend was their favourite year because they could play unashamedly as themselves.
But their lifestyle wasn't for her. She didn't really want to share her sex life with anyone publicly, especially as a doctor. Moreover, she had always been a private person. Nonetheless, she liked hearing about all their stories.
Mia's favourite story was when Eric had made a rare instruction on what she wore. They had plans to go out for dinner and drinks that evening. Erica has forgotten to pack the dress. So, she was punished by wearing nothing under her long black coat to the bar instead. Mia wondered what she would do if her Dom had punished her that way. The small clench in her vagina made her think she'd happily obey.
"Good morning everyone." A deep masculine voice chimed in.
"John! Great to see you man." Eric stood up and shook the other man's hand. Mia looked at John.
The black man just towered over Eric, which was saying something as Eric wasn't short at all. He filled out the white t- shirt he wore in all the right places. It was the right level of tight, showing that he definitely hit the gym but not obnoxiously so. He had paired it nicely with a dark blue pair of jeans. Mia felt like he was something out of a magazine.
"I'm Johnathan, but everyone just calls me John." He flashed her a smile.
"Mia." As she extended her hand out to him. Instead of instantly taking it, Johnathan pressed a gentle kiss on her hand. She watched as his large hand enveloped hers, without ever pressing.
"That's a bit presumptuous isn't it?" Mia said, trying to still the butterflies in her stomach.
