Page 96 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

Like either of us would know what ‘real’ champagne tasted like. As waitresses, we might serve the good stuff, but I never wasted my money on it. “I take it that real champagne is a hot button for you?”

The awe on Mel’s face made me smile as I remembered the first time I’d been here. The crystal chandeliers and glass walls looked into other rooms and gave an opulent feel to the room. If I hadn’t been leashed at Rob’s side the first time I’d been here, I think I would have spun around gawking like a tourist.

“This place is so much nicer than Midgard. Wouldn’t it be cool if we could come here every week instead?”

I sighed. If only we could. “You think that now? Wait till you see the private rooms you are going to wish you could move in.”

“How is it possible you’ve seen the private rooms here, Nyra?”

Busted. How the hell was I going to tell her the truth and not completely ruin our evening? I stepped up to the bar, trying to stall. Unfortunately, they weren’t handing out the champagne yet, but I ordered her a coke while I tried to gather my thoughts.

With uncommon patience, she stared at me, sipping her drink. Mel was going to be so pissed, and I couldn’t blame her. I would be mad if I found out she had kept something this big from me.

“Oh my god, why did they let you back in here?” The nasally voice was all too familiar.

Please let me be wrong. I turned to see Madison LaRue, one of the few regulars here I’d come to despise. She was a bleached blond who I swore had gone to her plastic surgeon and asked to be made to look as fake as possible.

I would have been grateful to her since she had been the one to let me know I wasn’t Robert’s only sub. But when Robert dumped her for gossiping to me, she’d gotten vicious. I tried to avoid her but knew she wouldn’t go away once she had her sight set on being nasty.

“Madison, awful to see you, as always.”

Our stare down was cut short when Mel dragged me by the arm and pulled me to the end of the bar. “I don’t know what the heck is going on here, but it’s time for you to fess up.”

Taking a deep breath, I nodded. “Remember last year when I was dating that snob, Robert?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, he bought us a membership here.”

“Seriously? And you didn’t tell me.”

I rubbed my hands together, praying she would understand. “I’m sorry, Mel. I couldn’t afford the guest fees to bring you, and I didn’t want you to be mad at me.”

She looked up at the ceiling as if searching it for patience, then she glared at me. “You broke up with him months ago and you still came here alone. What the actual fuck?”

I grabbed her hands. Losing her as a friend wasn’t an option. I’d known what I was doing was wrong. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist.”

“Wait a minute. The hospital that was your excuse for volunteering every Wednesday and Friday night?”

I winced. Ok I was a horrible person. I hadn’t just left things out. I’d lied to her. “I was volunteering on Wednesdays.”

Her laugh gave me hope. “Hey, this is so not cool, but I totally get it. You owe me Ny.” The calculating look in her eyes made me nervous. “In exchange for my forgiveness, I get the first pick of any hot Doms we see tonight.”

Relief flooded my body. “It’s a deal.”

I hugged her so tightly my arms shook. What had I done to get such a wonderful best friend?

“Oh, I see you’re a lesbian now. I guess you finally realized that no men want you.”

Madison had always been a nasty woman, but she usually saved the worst of her behavior for when there were no witnesses. It had been almost a year since Rob had dumped her and the grudge was getting old. The rules at Valhalla were a lot stricter than at Midgard, but so far she’d managed to skirt the line so she never got punished for her bullshit.

Mel stormed over to my nemesis, and I was caught between terror and giggling. Madison was used to my quiet, controlled responses. My friend was anything but subtle.

“You have a problem with my girl, then you have a problem with me.”

Madison’s smile was taunting. “Look, no judgment here. If you want to lick a used-up ugly pussy like hers, that is your business.”

“Wow, pussy envy is so unattractive, especially on a woman who’s more plastic than real. No Dom would be interested in getting within fifty feet of you.”

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