That described Mistress Alyssa to a "T"; sweet as pie backed with steel shards. She may talk with a gentle tone, but it is backed with a hard promise of punishment if it was disobeyed.My eyes wearily slid up her luscious body, unwittingly lingering on every sweet curve and caressing it with my gaze. Something I ached to do with my hands. Trimmed and fit legs seemed to travel up and up showed to perfection in her tight jeans. The gentle swell of her hips led the way up to a stomach that was built to lounge my head in for hours as we relaxed. Then slide up to her generously endowed breasts barely covered by the tight form-fitting bodice of her shimmering blue halter top. The urge to yank that shirt down so I could glimpse the tantalizing flesh underneath threatened to overwhelm me. I swallowed hard and finally met her eyes, afraid of what I would see there. Concern was not what I was expecting."Is everything okay?" she inquired softly. My impulse was an honest answer. No, everythin
"So, what hospital were you looking to work at?" Lizzie asked, interrupted my thoughts. I took several slow breathes, trying to pull myself out of the spiral of self-pity that I was heading for. The spark of old Bethany was waning thin, but I reached for it, not wanting to spoil the night for my friends."South General," I answered her excitedly. "I know it's not a gym but working the physical therapy department will allow me the chance to help people get back to health." I felt a brush of lips on my ear, causing a shiver to race down my spine. "So, I guess private pole dancing lessons are no longer a choice," Alyssa's voice whispered into my ear. "That's too bad. I really wanted to watch as you danced for us." Who had told them that I could pole dance? I thought frantically. The only person I had talked about my idea for a class had been…Vie…Trev. God damn it. I refused to turn and look at Alyssa or Kevin, knowing that my face would be flushed bright red. Embarrassment, however, w
The crowd's gasp echoed through the quiet room. However, Reed took it all in stride."Okay… But are you going to take your ring or not?" he prodded her with uncanny calmness."I just didn't want to say yes, then throw this all on you. If you wanna back out now, I'll understand. It's a lot to take in," Mia babbled out."I'm not going to back out now. Just please take your ring," he pleaded."I don't want to trap you," she insisted."Mia, how can you trap me when I proposed to you?" Reed pointed out in exasperation."I just don't want you to feel-""MIA!" he finally shouted, getting her to shut up. "Yeah?" she answered back, still looking panicked."Take the damn ring. It doesn't matter to me that you're pregnant. I wouldn't even care if you suddenly had the urge to open a zoo. I love you and I want to marry you. Now please take the damn ring and let me get up," he demanded. "Oh!" she exclaimed and grabbed the ring. He finally got up and let out an aggravated growl before pulling her
The silence in the room became deafening as the group dwindled down to just me. An odd sense of disappointment took over while the stillness grew as if a hope that I had not even realized I had been harboring deflated. Despite knowing that Master Kevin and Mistress Alyssa had never promised more than that one night, I felt stupid for ever having wished for more. "It never would have worked anyway," I whispered to myself morosely."What never would have worked?" Master Kevin asked, popping into my view. My mouth worked, but my voice suddenly vanished, leaving it gaping open like a fish trying to find air. I had honestly thought they had gone off or went home like everyone else. "Nothing," I finally gasped out. I cleared my throat and tried the whole speaking thing again. "What are you guys still doing here?" "We had hoped to talk to you. We haven't really seen you since you got back and we wanted to see how you were holding up," Kevin answered.Alyssa stepped forward and touched my
My feet ached to the bone. They did not feel as if they had any skin left on them. I was a hundred percent sure that they were nothing but two huge callouses stuffed into shoes. I sat on the uncomfortable little office chair that they provided for their people to rest. But the damn thing made my backside go numb after 20 minutes. I had honestly thought this would be a fantastic substitute for my dream job. But, after two weeks of working to help these people get back on their feet, I was not feeling accomplished. I was feeling severely depressed and sluggish. I did not want to do anything except get back to Lori's place and continue the house shopping. At first, it was really hard to find someone to work with me after everything that had happened. Most did not want to work with the niece of a convicted felon, even a dead one. I had to explain to more than one person that my money had been frozen for the most part, so any money I would be able to give them would be from the brand-new
The music in the club was thumping with loud hypnotic music that was eerily similar to the music I had heard playing over the speakers at The Dungeon. They both had the same smooth erotic tempo that had women and men rubbing against each other, hoping to turn this vertical dance into a more horizontal one. As soon as I stepped into the building the music surrounded me on its rush out the door. Instead of feeling free and excited like I normally did when I walked into a club, I felt suffocated and a bit panicky. Lori looked back at me and immediately caught on to my discomfort and pulled me off to the side where there were a few feet of free space. She pressed her face next to mine so I could hear her over the music."Are you alright?" she asked, concerned. I swallowed back my worries and tried to sound sure of myself. "Yes.""Sure?" she prompted. "Absolutely," I swore."Okay, let's find a free table close to the floor." She pulled me along with her through the crowd at a speed that
His fingers tightened slightly, not painfully. But I knew if I continued to pull away from that hold, it would get painful, and it would have been all my fault for fighting a Master. I sighed internally and forced myself to not let his beautiful deep eyes drag me into them again. "You don't look fine, Bethany," he commented, his piercing eyes not missing a thing. "I am. My friend Lori and I are out celebrating tonight. I'm just a bit tired," I explained, then winced when I realized the error of my words.I had meant not to show any signs of weakness to him. I knew his instinctive need to take care of me would pop up, and he would not leave me alone after that."It's more than that," he stated as his eyes searched my face inch by inch.I tried hard to bury my feelings of claustrophobia and extreme exhaustion that had been swamping me since I walked through the door. Yet, the minute Kevin's grip on my arm grew tighter and he pinned me against the counter, I knew I had failed. He shove
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir," I whimpered."It's not just me you have to apologize to, Bell. Mistress was having fun suckling on your sweet little nipples and you made her stop because you disobeyed. She's very upset. Aren't you, Alyssa?" He looked passed me at Alyssa and gave her a slight nod. A hand came down on my ass instantly, and I let out a startled cry as the pain flared over the sensitive skin."I think you have your answer, don't you, sub?" Kevin asked."Yes, Sir. Mistress, I am so sorry," I huffed out in a hurry. Mistress sighed. "I know you are, but you will still be punished. So maybe next time you will think twice about disobeying. Master, I think fifteen swats will suffice. What do you think?""For a start. But, if she disobeys again, I will double that. Now get between her legs," he demanded, taking on the role of ultimate Dom again.Mistress settled in immediately. Master stood up and walked back around behind me. He caressed the cheek on my backside that I knew still