Chapter 11: Lydia

My hands shake when I open the door after hearing a soft knock. Raul and Carl stand waiting. Raul's whistle makes me blush.

His eyes travel over my ensemble several times. "Wow, Chiquita, I so want to play."

"It's Mistress to you," I snap in my Domme voice. It's time for the show and I won't take any shit from Raul for the rest of the night. He knows I won't discipline him but I have no problem finding someone who will.

"Yes, Mistress." I hear the smile in his voice, the jerk.

I turn to Carl. "Are my personal items set up?"

"Yes," he replies and I arch an eyebrow.

Raul answers next. "I made sure everything is the way you like but my work was overseen, Mistress." His voice now holds a touch of disgruntlement, which I ignore. Now is not the time nor place for an open discussion about Damian's spying.

"Let's do this," I say with a flick of my braid. I'll never really be ready for tonight and I just want it over with. Or at least that's how a part of me feels. The other half, that d