Page 215 of Enthrall Shadows
Her sultry voice was unmistakable.
Shay shoved by me and walked a few feet ahead. “He’s a VIP.”
It was hard to read Lotte’s expression through that stunning masquerade mask, her headdress of feathers a glamorous display.
These mistresses were doppelgangers; all striking in their lavish corsets and high-top stockings and heels.
Lotte stepped back and addressed the subs. “You may leave.” She waved her whip in the air. “Fulfill your directive. Follow the rules.”
The mood of the girls turned gleeful.
“Go!” she shouted.
They hurried by us into the hallway, all of them exuding excitement, leaving a waft of rich perfumes in the air as they flew by like wild sparrows.
My focus returned to Lotte.
Her stride was elegant and confident like the ultimate dominatrix.
She used her whip to ease Shay’s masquerade mask up his face. “I will have you punished for your indiscretion.”
He nudged the whip away from his face. “Master Booth wants you to escort this VIP.”
She turned to me and looked me up and down.
I met her direct gaze.
Her lips quirked for a second and then she slid effortlessly back into her role.
Apparently, the Queen of Chrysalis recognized me.
Closing the gap between us, she pressed her whip against the base of my masquerade mask, just as she had with Shay.
The intensity of her demeanor was exhilarating, her perfume rich and her natural scent hypnotic.
I snapped my hand up and gripped my mask, preventing her from revealing my face.
“Really?” she purred.
That made my heart race.
Being in the same room with her set my flesh on fire. Dressed like this, I had to dig deep not to suddenly reach out for her.
Charlotte was the epitome of a sexual goddess. At some point tonight, I intended on kneeling before her and worshipping her pussy.
I gripped her wrist when she tried to lift my mask again.
She raised her chin with pride. At least that’s what I read from her sparkling irises.
Admittedly, some part of me had wanted to see how she’d react to a stranger. My sinister side wanted to see if she’d flirt.
“Leave us,” she told Shay without breaking eye contact with me.
“Don’t take him upstairs,” he said, walking out and closing the door.
Lotte stepped back. “What are you doing?”
Yeah, she knows it’s me hiding behind this mask.
