Page 56 of Seduced at Stevens Street
Before leaving, I open my laptop to check emails and look at some very erotic Sub outfits online. I will have to ask Maddie if it is okay for a Sub to buy their own clothes.
I look up at the clock, and it is time to leave. I head out to the back parking lot and get into my car and drive to Sara’s place. When I walk in, the smell of Tai hits me, and my stomach grumbles. I didn’t even realize I was hungry. It is amazing how you forget about eating or even snacking when you are working.
I take my first bite of Pad Thai and moan. Sara laughs at me, and we both dig in. After a few bites, and a long drink of wine, I can’t contain my excitement anymore. “Okay, Sara, spill. Tell me everything about Mason.”
“Gia, he is a breath of fresh air. He is so polite, and we talked all about how we grew up, where we grew up, where we went to school, things like that. I think him being in the Army really instilled manners and courtesy. He actually asked me if he could kiss me tonight and didn’t want to jump into bed with me. He is one amazing man, I have to say.”
“I am so happy for you, Sara. When is your next date?”
“We have a date on Saturday night. He said he knows of a restaurant somewhere downtown where he knows the chef, and the food is phenomenal. He said it is called The Toad and the Hoot Owl. Have you heard of it?”
“Oh my goodness, yes, I have never been, but I have actually become friends with the chef; her name is Maddie Shaw. She is an amazing person, and I can’t wait to hear how the food is. I actually had reservations for tonight, but Logan had prior plans that I wasn’t aware of. I am sure he will make it up to me.”
The rest of the evening Sara and I catch up on what was going on at work, how the rest of the gang is doing, most of which I see at least once or twice a week in class, but with the studio being damaged, I haven’t been in the loop.
“Gia, how are things going with you and Logan? You are always beaming these days.”
“We are doing great. I wanted to talk to you about Logan. But I think you'd better get another glass of wine for this discussion,” I tell her.
Sara gives me the WTF look and pours herself another glass, and tops off my glass as well.
“Okay, here goes,” I tell her. “Logan is now my Dom, and I am training to become his Sub. He has taken me to The Velvet Playroom a few times, and I start training with another Sub on Sunday. The way he makes me feel is fucking amazing, Sara. The sex is off the charts, and I feel so cherished and loved.”
“Gia, tell me everything, please.”
For the next 45 minutes, I tell her about everything I have seen, heard, and felt. When I am done, I take a long drink from my glass of wine and then close my eyes.
“Damn, Gia, I am jealous. Does Logan have any friends who might be interested in becoming my Dom?”
I open my eyes, and smile.
Sara asks, “What?”
“Well, as luck would have it, you have a date with one on Saturday.”
Sara lets out a cute little scream, and a huge smile comes across her face. “How am I going to approach this subject with Mason? I mean, I am sure I shouldn’t know this, right?”
“If you want, I can talk with Logan, and he can approach Mason about it. You might as well get it out in the open so neither one of you gets bored in this new and blossoming relationship. The one thing that Doms demand is 100% honesty.”
The rest of the evening is spent on Sara’s laptop researching all kinds of things as they relate to BDSM. Some of the information we come across is not my cup of tea. I am not a masochist in any way shape or form. Sara agrees she isn’t into that much pain.
After my buzz is gone, and things have wound down, I tell her goodbye and drive back to the gym. I walk over to Logan’s door and knock, but nothing. He must still be at the club. That is okay. I need a good night’s sleep, so I go into my apartment and get ready for bed. I am just falling asleep when there is pounding on my door. Groggy, I get up and walk to the door, the pounding continuing on the door.
“Gia, Gia, wake up, you need to get out of the building now!” I hear someone yelling.
I open the door to see Mason standing there, and there is smoke in the hallway. Mason unceremoniously grabs me and throws me over his shoulder like I was a wet rag doll and rushes down the steps and out of the building. The firetruck pulls up, and out jump Butch and his team.
I watch them rush upstairs with a firehose and wonder what is going on. I hear the roar of some bikes and turn to see Logan and Blake pulling into the parking lot. In a few strides, Logan is in front of me and hugs me, asking if I am okay.
Because I was just woken so abruptly, I am a little out of it. I tell him I am okay, but I don’t understand what is happening.
At that moment, Butch comes out of the building along with his guys.
“Logan, dude, did you leave something on in your apartment? Your kitchen is a complete loss. We were able to put it outwithout much damage to the rest of the apartment or the area below it in the gym.”
“You know I don’t cook, just microwave, and I haven’t been up there all day,” Logan tells Butch.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I turn to see Mario standing there. Logan asks Mario to take me to the front of the gym and wait in the front area until he is done talking to Butch.
