Beautiful, violent, titillating, and repulsive. He always felt odd, showing things like that to his students—as though a neon sign hung over him, indicating that he was into BDSM. He hadn’t been to Obey for a few weeks. There didn’t seem to be much point in his going. The men there were into the scene—costumes, role-play, toys, hookups, “sir” and “ma’am”… Fun, Keaton agreed, but not what he was looking for. The odds of finding a sub in Obey whose interests matched Keaton’s were next to none. Keaton had been in high school when he’d first learned about domestic discipline. He’d found an article in some trashy magazine, written by a middle-aged woman who claimed her husband maintained domestic order in their household by spanking her when she got “too sassy.” She said it helped relax her to know he was in control, and that her husband enjoyed being in charge. The woman claimed her husband had guided her through her return to college, helping her balance work, school, and family life.
