Page 15 of Heist

Chapter Six

Austin stared at her phone and reread the e-mail. She was to report to Solitaire for a meeting with Patrick. There were other instructions about what to wear, but she couldn’t stop staring at his name. After her third orgasm, she’d finally passed out last night only to dream of him all night long. This was real. She was committing to be a submissive for Solitaire and to obeying Patrick for at least the next eight weeks.

“What am I doing?” she asked the empty hotel room as she rummaged through her suitcase for a pair of black panties and a black bra. The instructions in the e-mail had called for an all-black ensemble. She had a black corset, but she chose a black off the shoulder blouse and a matching all black mini skirt instead. She took her time with her makeup and hair and slid into a pair of black stilettos at least five inches high.

At six-thirty, she picked up her phone to call a car. A text was waiting for her.

Bring your vibrator

Her face heated as she read Patrick’s message. She could pretend she hadn’t read it, but of course most phones these days would tell a sender if their text had been read or not. It was a test and Austin had to decide if she wanted the spanking bad enough to leave the toy behind, or if the brownie points for being a good girl were more appealing. In the end, she tucked the slender toy into her bag and stepped out into the hallway.

Downstairs, her car was waiting for her. She’d secretly been hoping to share a car with Patrick, but knew he was probably already at the club getting ready for their meeting.

When the car began the drive up the mountain road thirty minutes later, Austin felt her insides tighten and her pulse quickened. This was it. She was going to try something completely new tonight.

She didn’t recognize the girl working reception, but then she had stayed away for two months so there were probably several new faces. A girl with tan skin and dark hair was checking in ahead of her.

“Welcome to Solitaire, Isabelle, Master Garrett is waiting for you. Cassie will direct you to him.”

Austin couldn’t help but notice the slight tremor in Isabelle’s legs as she followed Cassie.

“I’m Austin Yates. Not a new member but I do have a meeting with Patrick… uh, Master Patrick, right now,” she said as slid her ID across the counter to the girl.

“I’m Kayla. I’m Master Matthew’s trainee and house submissive. Nice to meet you Austin. Cassie will take you to Master Patrick.”

When Cassie returned, she motioned for Austin to follow her.

“Why the fuck am I so nervous?” Austin whispered as they walked into the bar and towards the small rooms to one side.

Cassie laughed and gave her a pat on the back as they approached a door. “It’s meant to be a little nerve-racking. You’ll be fine. You and Patrick will go great together.”

Austin blew out a breath as Cassie tapped on the door and pushed it open. “Austin is here, Master Patrick.”

Cassie stepped back and motioned for Austin to cross the threshold. Her breath caught as she took in the sight of Patrick. He sat in a wing-backed chair, one denim clad leg propped up on the other knee, shiny leather boots and a tight black t-shirt finished the look. His hair was slicked back as if he’d just recently had a shower, but he still had that delightful scruff on his face.

“Good evening, Austin, please come in.” His voice sent little shock waves through her. She’d never noticed the sexy timbre of his tone before, but it was melting her now.

“Um. Hi,” she said, lamely as she stepped further into the room.

He chuckled. “I can tell your nervous. Come sit and let’s chat.”

Austin twisted the strap of her bag in one hand as she moved to the chair opposite Patrick.

“Put the bag under your chair,” he said ducking his chin towards the floor.

She let the black canvas fall off her shoulder to the floor where she kicked it beneath the chair.

“I was going to have a bit of fun with you as soon as you walked in but you’re shaking and you’re white as a ghost so talk to me. Are you having second thoughts?”

Austin swallowed. “I don’t think so. This just feels different than our previous interactions and I’m not sure how to act.”

Patrick smiled. “Just be yourself, sweetheart. This conversation is just us getting to know each other. There are some things we have to go over and some formalities to take care of, but you still hold all the power here.”

Austin nodded and felt herself relax into the chair. “That’s a relief. I had no idea what to expect, but I’ve heard stories about Russell’s first meetings with new subs.”

Patrick tossed his head back and laughed. “Russell is a sadist who only takes on masochists who enjoy a good mind fuck. His first meetings are intense for a reason. First lesson though, from now on, it’s Master Russell just as I’m Master Patrick, though you can just call me Sir if you’re talking to me.”

“Yes, Sir,” Austin whispered.

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