Maybe it was a secret that Shay had visited Pendulum. One thing was certain—it was bad form to reveal who you saw at any of the clubs.
I went with, “What happens now?”
“God, you’re chatty.”
“I can show you I’m serious about joining Enthrall.”
He opened the file again. “I’m taking another look.”
“If you have questions…”
“I’m searching for something that might impress me.”
I reached beneath my hem and thrummed my clit with a flicking finger. Pleasure surged between my thighs. It made me desperate for more.
He was the gatekeeper—the man who had the final say. Impressing him was imperative. He’d expect my readiness for eroticism.
“What kind of master are you looking for?” he asked calmly, like I wasn’t playing with myself in front of him.
“I was hoping that Master Gardner…”
“What are you doing?”
My finger paused but didn’t leave that throbbing nub that was hard and needy beneath my lingering touch. “I want to impress you.”
“By touching yourself?” he sounded surprised.
“Yes, I thought…”
“Without permission?”
Richard walked over to the corner and pulled the papers out of my file, pushing the pages into the top of a shredder, destroying the forms. He threw the empty folder on his desk and brushed his hands together as though he felt glad those papers were gone.
I hoped he’d made a copy, or at least scanned my paperwork into an electronic file. I’d spent time on the application and answered the questionnaire. Given over the kind of intimate details I didn’t want to repeat.
“Rue,” said Richard, “you’ve not shown any indication you’re ready for this level of play.”
My stomach twisted in knots. I disagreed but knew better than to contradict him. A man with this much power wouldn’t tolerate it.
“You’re requesting high-grade sexual scenarios.”
“It’s a higher level than most subs want…I know that,” I explained, pressing my hand to my chest. “I don’t know what I’ll do if I don’t get it.”
“Seek fulfillment elsewhere, perhaps?”
That’s what I’d previously threatened to do.
My throat tightened. “This is Enthrall.”
“Even we have our limits.”
“I’m only asking for…” I wondered if Shay had mentioned me going to Hillenbrand. “I’m a…”
“Exhibitionist,” he said. “I read that.”
There was no shame in it for me. “Yes. And at Chrysalis you have parties where…”
“What goes on there is private.”