Page 27 of Chandelier Sin
The door opened again.
Squeezing my eyes shut in frustration, I glared that way as though a look could repel another intrusion.
Surprisingly, it was Jake who strolled into the room. I’d not expected to see him again. Glancing at my watch, I realized he’d been gone for just over two hours.
He gave me a nod and then headed over to sit beside Greyson.
I turned to peer down once more at the obedient submissives who were waiting patiently.
“Tell me about yourselves,” I said, choosing a safer subject.
“Can I get you a drink, sir?” said Rachel.
“No, thank you.” I eavesdropped on Jake telling Greyson that he’d driven “Stella” home. From the glance he gave me I could tell he had more to share.
I refocused on the subs, not wanting to put them in harm’s way.
“What do you recommend as far as entertainment? I’m looking for a scene that will rock my world.”
“They have dinner and a show,” said the blonde. “You might like that.”
“The show?”
“A BDSM session,” said Elle.
I observed their reactions. “I’m looking for something more…”
“You can break in a new submissive,” said Rachel.
Elle nervously swallowed, proving she might have experienced something like that herself.
“With an audience?” I asked casually.
“Yes,” said Rachel, seeming to regret her suggestion.
As much as I wanted to keep the disgust for that kind of play out of my tone, it had seeped in. I could be as filthy as the next Dom, but never on a newbie.
Greyson was sharing with Jake that Rylee knew he’d taken a submissive home. Something told me they were having one of their on-again periods, hanging on to each other with a thread.
From Jake’s expression, he knew he’d fucked up by not speaking to Rylee before he left.
He headed out, probably on his way home to face the wrath of his hotheaded ex.
I gestured to the dancer. “Get out. This is a private session.”
Reluctantly, she slinked off the pole, giving us both a long glare before she left.
I faced Rachel and Elle with a devilish wink. “No dick sucking required.” I focused back on them. “Have you been coerced into being here?”
“Why are you asking us this?” said Elle.
I turned toward Greyson. “Hey.”
He rose and left the room.
The girls were jittery.
With him gone, I turned and walked over to the loveseat. “Come here.”
