“English.” Kat answered.
“Really?” Arthur sounded more surprised than he meant to.
“Yeah.” Kat nodded. “Why?”
“I was just curious.” Arthur shrugged. “You always dress like a business major, but I don’t remember seeing you in any of my business classes.”
“That’s because I’m an English major. I like literature, and I’m a good editor. I want to work in publishing when I graduate.” Kat shrugged.
“Cool.” Arthur nodded. “I know there’s a few in the city.”
“Yeah. I had an internship at one last summer. They said they’d hire me as soon as I graduate, so I’m still planning on living here with Selene next year until she graduates. Then we’ll see where we are.”
“Sensible.” Arthur nodded. “Cool.”
“Yeah.” Kat nodded and waited for Arthur to say something or ask another question. When he didn’t, she got impatient and decided to ask one of her own. “So, do you know me well enough now to teach me how to suck cock?”
Arthur laughed. He didn’t mean to, but the almost angry bluntness of the question forced it out of him. It was such a ridiculous and unexpected question. At first, Kat seemed annoyed, but when she realized the laugh wasn’t at her but more at the situation, she cracked a small smile.
“Sorry.” Kat offered once Arthur got it together. “I just… am feeling vulnerable and rejected right now.”
“You’re not rejected.” Arthur said softly. “I just…”
“Just?” Kat prompted.
Arthur took a deep breath. “Okay.” He said finally. “Let’s try it. Let’s see how it works. And if it doesn’t, then we can call it off. No hard feelings. Right?”
“Right.” Kat agreed. She hopped up from the couch and then ran into her bedroom, leaving the door open behind her. Arthur watched her curly blonde hair bounce with her steps as she bounced away. He wasn’t sure if he should move from the sofa, so he stayed put. She returned quickly with a notebook and pen in her hands. “Here. We can write out the first lesson plan in this, and you can use it to keep track of my answers to things.”
Arthur exhaled and took the notebook from her. “Okay. So the first lesson should be more of an evaluation.” Arthur decided.
“Evaluation?” Kat asked as she sank back into the opposite corner of the sofa.
“Yeah. We need to evaluate your current limits, and I need to evaluate your previous knowledge and your current level of skills in… things.”
Kat smiled. “Okay.” She said.
“Okay?” Arthur asked, surprised.
“Yeah.” Kat nodded. “What, should I protest? If I make you work for this any harder, I feel like you’re just going to give up, and then I’ll never get laid.”
Arthur shook his head and made a mark on the notebook.
“What did you write?” Kat asked, leaning up from her seat.
Arthur tipped the notebook away from her and toward him and shook his head. “My notebook, my notes.”
“My notebook.” Kat corrected. “Your notes. If we’re going to do this, I’m going to need to know my scores.”
“Scores?” Arthur laughed. “You want me to grade you on all of this?”
Kat thought about it for a moment and then nodded. “Yes.” She said with a firm nod. “That way, I can know when I’ve improved in something.”
Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. He shrugged. “Okay.” He nodded. “We’ll also need to lay some ground rules.”
“Like what?” Kat’s bright, ice blue eyes looked at his with curiosity.
“Well, safewords, for one.” Arthur answered.
“Red light, yellow light, just like Selene.” Kat said immediately.
“She told you about that?” Arthur asked.
“Of course.” Kat nodded. “And I’ll remember it.”
“Okay.” Arthur nodded and made a note in the notebook.
“While we’re doing this. While class is in session. You will refer to me as Sir.” Arthur informed her.
“I’m not your slave.” Kat corrected him.
“One of your classes may very well be in how to be a sex slave.” Arthur corrected her. “But this isn’t about that. You don’t need to call me Master, but you call me Sir. It’s a respect thing; you wanted to fuck someone you can respect. You will respect me. Understood?”
“Yes.” Kat nodded. When he stared at her and didn’t continue, she realized what he was waiting for and added, “Sir.” She looked down at the sofa.
“Also, you will wear a collar when class is in session.” Arthur informed her.
Kat frowned and shook her head. “I don’t like things against my neck.” She explained.
“Too bad.” Arthur shook his head. “You’ll learn to adjust.” He nodded. “Unless you want that to be one of your hard limits, you will put a collar on to start every session and take it off to end every session. Taking it off early is the same as using one of your safewords. Understand?”
“I understand, Sir.” Kat pouted.
“Do you have a choker you can use for today’s lesson?” Arthur asked.
“No, Sir.” She shook her head.
Arthur thought momentarily about going and borrowing one of Selene’s. He knew she had plenty, but he decided against it in the end. He needed to keep the two separate in his mind for now. Kat was not Selene, and she required a different approach.
“That’s okay.” Arthur assured her. “I’ll have one for you next time.”
Kat nodded.
“During the sessions, I will take every precaution to look out for your physical, emotional, and mental well-being and safety.” He started writing on the notebook she’d given him as he spoke. “I will endeavor to teach you something new every session and review your progress on older lessons as necessary.” He added. “I will submit a general lesson plan to you no less than three days before our scheduled lesson, outlining any instruments, subjects, risks, punishments, and rewards.”
“Punishments?” Kat asked curiously.
“Yes.” Arthur answered but did not explain further. “Is that a problem for you?”
“Not necessarily.” Kat answered. “I’m not exactly a masochist or anything, though.”
“I understand.” Arthur said. “All punishments will be within the limits we set when we go over your limits. Right now, I’m just writing out the general responsibilities we agree to.”
“Okay.” Kat nodded, shifting in her seat. She seemed eager to Arthur, hopeful. It was the most intense focus he’d ever received from Kat since he’d known her, but that wasn’t hard to accomplish. Usually, they only met in passing.
“You may veto aspects of the lesson plans if necessary due to circumstances but are to make every effort to comply with lesson plans that do not violate your limits. I will ensure that no lesson plan contains anything listed on your hard limits.” Arthur assured her as he kept writing.
“Okay.” Kat nodded. Her breathing was a little more shallow now. Her chest seemed to rise and fall a little more quickly than before. Her grip on the material of her pant leg tightened a little.
“Neither of us will ever engage in a lesson if we are not one hundred percent sober and stable.” Arthur added.
“Stable?” Kat asked.
Arthur nodded. “Yeah. If you’re upset about something, or if I’m upset about something. It’s probably best to reschedule. You know what I mean?”
“Kind of.” Kat frowned. “But like, if I were stressed out, wouldn’t a lesson be helpful?” She asked.
“Use your judgment.” Arthur explained. “I won’t be mad at you if you need to reschedule for any reason. I promise.”