Domestic Discipline Bootcamp Novels & Stories

A reminder that being rich doesn’t save you from being a target of dubious consent or sexual violence. The club's overseers have the power to take legal action against the perpetrators, and they take it seriously. As a reverence and a punishment, all Doms were ordered to switch for a month. For many, it was an uncomfortable month. Many of them quit the membership. To me, it was an enlightening experience. “Since when has she been going there?” I ask Raylan. Apparently, she is trying to keep herself busy. “Ever since we came back.”

“Try me.” Coach stepped closer, lowering his voice. “There’s a camp. Off-campus. Not school-run. Not official. It’s for fighters who think they’re ready for State but aren’t. It’s brutal. You live there, you train there, you bleed there. No breaks. No classes. No outside world. Just fists, weights, and pain until you’re either sharper than steel… or you snap.” Collins’s pulse thudded in his ears. “How long?” “Two weeks.”

He stayed inside me, grinding slow, kissing my neck possessively. “This is just the beginning, babygirl. You’re grounded. No more sneaking out. Every night from now on, you’ll be right here getting disciplined and fucked by Daddy until you learn.” I nodded weakly, cum-drunk and addicted already, his heavy body pinning me down. The rebellion was over. Midnight discipline had just begun.

“B…but what if my phone battery goes dead during the day?” “It is your responsibility to make sure your phone is always charged, okay?” “Yes, I understand. But what if.. what if I forget and I don't have a good reason to provide you with?” “This is where discipline is brought into play, if you fail your duties or breach a rule, you get disciplined.” I said in a serious tone. He already knows about this aspect of the lifestyle, so it is no surprise for him. But he still lowered his eyes to the table. “This is part of the bdsm lifestyle, Jasper. You will make mistakes, and I will teach you discipline. This is not for my pleasure, instead, it aims at correcting your behavior so that you become

"Certainly Dominique, and thank you all for coming. In short, I believe it is possible, and potentially profitable to set up a more overt and strictly above board training facility." "Above board, you mean legally speaking?" Doctor Jenkins asked. "Yes. Strictly legal." Devon said. "Are you out of your mind Devon?" Dominique asked predictably. "They'll know in a few minutes." Devon said waving at the shrinks, and then he began. First on the agenda, how he researched the information. Then how he determined the numbers of people who dabbled in the lifestyle, then the benefits of the program he outlined.

But I watched the door longer than I should have, hoping she would turn back. She didn't. Today marked the beginning of our grand one-week Park Training Retreat (PTR). My most elaborate system-wide training stretch of the year. We called it PTR or FireLoop. Each time it happened, I brought in specialists for different age groups, sharpened the ranks, weeded out the lazy and undisciplined. FireLoop was never soft. The Dome residents came out first. The Dome had always had its own subculture, its own system of operation. I'll explain it later on.

I'm so not looking forward to this at all. We leave our tiny town and hit the highway to the west side of Caledon where the boot camp was created. From the brochure we had, its huge. Wide open spaces. 5 dorm buildings filled with semi private rooms and all kinds of training equipment at our disposal. I don't how many will have signed up, but I'm hoping I'll get tossed out. At least that's the plan. **** JAYSON Today's the day. The day my future gets a whole lot better.

There were no questions, though I saw at least one member of the audience clutch the front of his pants. Doing my duty, I asked the Alpha later if there was a charge for attending training. “Of course,” he smirked. “You can pay me in kind later.” I froze. “I – ” “Relax, Tori, I was just joking. It’s covered in their membership fees. If we made it an optional extra with an additional cost I couldn’t be certain that our health and safety protocols were being followed.” “And if a Dom were to be deliberately cruel?” “Depending on the seriousness of the offence, he may be banned, fined or warned. I always take into account the views of my females.”

“There’s no next move with money. You’ve burned through what your mom gave you. No job. Friends who won’t take you in. So here’s the choice, plain and simple. You enroll in my Discipline Program downstairs tonight. Full structure. Rules. Consequences. Or you pack whatever you can carry and walk out that door with nothing. No phone bill paid. No credit card. No roof.” I stared at him. My mouth actually fell open before I caught it. “Your what? Discipline Program? Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Heat rushed up my neck. I could feel my pulse hammering. “You think because you married my mom you get to play warden? Controlling assholes.

She was getting desperate. “Once we process your application, you’re gonna go into boot camp for three months where you’ll have a crash course in self-defense. It’s not enough time for anyone who’s never had any experience with violence or combat, but we need to get started. You will be taught how to use firearms. Will you be comfortable with that?” Kuya Trojan asked, looking at her with a worried expression on his face.