All Chapters of Sexy Behind The Mask: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

"I'm Madam V, the owner of The Velvet Room." She extended her hand, which Honey shook firmly. "We're pleased you've chosen to explore with us. If you'll follow me, we'll conduct your final interview in private."Honey followed her through a doorway into a comfortable office space. Unlike the dimly lit reception area, this room was brightly illuminated, furnished with a modern desk and plush chairs."Please, have a seat," Madam V gestured to one of the chairs. "Would you like a drink? Water? Wine?""Water, please," Honey replied, her mouth suddenly dry.As Madam V poured from a crystal decanter, Honey took in her surroundings. The office was designed to put potential members at ease, nothing too intimidating or overtly sexual. The only indication of the establishment's true nature was a framed photograph on the wall: a black and white image of a masked couple in an intimate embrace, tastefully artistic."Your application was quite interesting," Madam V said, handing Honey the water bef

She met his intense gaze."I could give you that. Tonight. Just a taste of what it means to surrender." His voice was deep, hypnotic. "Nothing beyond what you're comfortable with. We stay fully clothed if that's what you want. But I would take control, and you would follow my lead. Would you like that?"Honey's breath caught in her throat. This was why she'd come here…to explore, to discover, and mostly, to feel. Something about this man, this stranger who called himself Sir, made her feel safe despite the inherent risk."Yes," she said, surprising herself with the steadiness of her voice. "I would like that very much."His smile was slow, predatory, yet somehow reassuring. "Then from this moment, you'll do as I say. You'll address me as Sir. If anything becomes too much, you say 'retreat,' and it stops immediately. Is that clear?""Yes, Sir.""Stand up."Honey rose to her feet, her legs slightly unsteady. Sir remained seated, looking up at her with an expression of measured approval.

Sunday, October 8th, 8:32 a.m.The Sunday morning light filtered through the curtains of the spare bedroom. She stretched languidly, feeling oddly refreshed despite the confrontation with Riley. She had locked the door last night to make sure he hadn't tried to join her.Something new had started for her last night at The Velvet Room, meeting Sir. She wasn't sure she would have felt the same with any stranger… there was just something about him.Just thinking about him sent a pleasant shiver down her spine. His commanding presence, the way he'd looked at her as if he could see past all her masks to the woman beneath. The promise in his eyes when he'd invited her back tonight.Honey checked her phone… three more missed calls from Riley and a text:Riley: We need to talk when you get up.He'd sent it over an hour ago. She had put her phone on silent before going to sleep last night.She ignored it, slipping out of bed and made her way into the bathroom. After a long, hot shower, she dri