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“Three, thank you Sir!”

Lance watched a sub take a paddling from her Dom, hating that he didn’t have Marissa at his feet. He’d gone after her, but Eli stopped him and convinced him she needed some time.

Now he sat brooding as he watched everyone else play.

Unable to stomach the scene any longer, he walked to the far side of the dungeon to an alcove that wasn’t being used. Stepping to the railing, he looked down the short distance to the wooded area below and breathed in the cool night air.

Something tinged at his nostrils and he inhaled again. Was that… smoke?

He leaned over the railing and looked around as he sniffed. Something was definitely burning. That couldn’t be good.

The smell seemed to be coming from the direction of the cabins.

“Everything OK, Master Lance?”

He turned to see Simon stepping into the alcove with cleaning supplies in his hand.

“You smell that?” Lance asked.

Simon moved next to him and inhaled deeply.

“Smoke,” the man murmured. Lance watched as he set the cleaning supplies down on a nearby table and hiked one leg over the railing. It was nearly an eight-foot drop to the ground below.

“Get down,” Lance hissed.

“Cabin. Call the fire department.’

The man pushed himself off the railing and made the jump.

Lance watched, frozen for a split second before he whipped out his phone and made the call.

He jogged through the dungeon toward the lobby.

As he ran, Eli stepped out of his office.

“She needs time,” he said as Lance yanked the front door open.

“Fire. Keep everyone inside.”

His feet pounded the stairs as he rushed down them while he talked to the nine-one-one operator and let her know there was a fire on the property.

He rounded the corner of the building and the flaming cabin came into view.

It wasn’t the one Marissa had rented for the weekend, but his gut still twisted as he pushed into a full-blown run. Gravel crunched beneath his boots flying in all directions until he caught up with Simon.

“Someone’s laying on the porch,” Simon panted.

Lance’s heart skipped a beat and he clutched his chest. “Marissa,” he hissed as he pushed himself forward.

Simon got there first and dragged a lifeless form away from the steps.

“She’s alive but we need to get her to the hospital,” the man yelled.

Lance fell to his knees as the big male sub cradled Marissa’s body and laid her gently in front of him.

“EMS and fire are on their way,” Lance said as he cupped Marissa’s face.

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