I paid no attention to the whispers as I stalked through the lobby and into the ground floor bar. The drink clinked down in front of me minutes after I placed the order. I removed the cutesy toothpick and downed the liquid. Then I ordered another."Do you really think two wrongs make a right?" Damian asked.I laughed. It wasn't funny.The next drink slid in front of me but before I could grab it, Damian grabbed and swallowed."Christ, what is this shit?" I was surprised he didn't spit it out."It's warm Mountain Dew with a hot lemon twist.""Is my vodka too high class for you?""I don't drink alcohol. Or, did you forget?""I didn't but that fucking shit needs to be chased with alcohol. Sorry I can't join you in your sobriety but I really need a cold one.""At least you can't be kicked out of your own club.""That's what you think. My wife would kick me out of the hotel using her spiky high heels and not look back. I'm only glad our baby needs a father. Lydia is pretty pissed
I had my own room in the penthouse but Damian took me into his bedroom. I'd slept between Damian and Lydia twice before but that was over six months ago. It wasn't about sex then, only safety. It always amazed me how accepting Damian was of his wife's sub.I heard him speak softly on the phone to the doctor before kissing his wife and walking away."Did you go to your therapy appointment today?" Mistress Lydia asked."No, Mistress.""Then we need to talk about that first.""I cleaned my apartment." "You should have called me.""Yes. Mistress. I should have.""You didn't cut yourself.""I kept my promise.""Not completely, but you tried.""I'm sorry, Mistress."Her hands went to my shoulders and I felt instant relief at her touch. "Did you see Krispin outside the club?""Yes. Mistress. He was in the lounge but I was there first and couldn't get past without him seeing me. I tried to hide.""What did he say to hurt you so badly?""He asked to take me out on a real date. O
"I completely fucked up my life with drugs and alcohol."I saw her mind lose focus and it wasn't where I wanted her to go. My hand slipped under the table and I pinched the inside of her thigh."Oww.""I need you to listen."She smiled slightly and let me continue."I wasn't a pretty drug addict. It consumed me. My music suffered but more than that, my family and friends suffered. I wouldn't listen to them. My new friends provided the drugs. Funny how when you're rich, you don't even need to pay for the high. But I did pay and managed to snort more than a million dollars up my nose. Another mill, I spent on wild parties, alcohol, and anything my druggie friends wanted."I inhaled deeply before continuing. "I hated myself and death was on my horizon but I didn't see it."I looked away. The next part would be the hardest and it might be the end of us before "us" was part of our story. This time it was her sweet hands that turned my chin and I couldn't help but grin."I brought se
"I think you need to be here for at least another week.""Yes, Mistress. Thank you." We were in the main living area of the penthouse."Don't thank me, I'm sure Raul will continue to take advantage of your proximity and pawn Abigail off on you whenever possible.""That's far from a hardship, Mistress.""You say that now, but the little hellion bit me this morning and it may be the end of my breastfeeding days."I couldn't help my small giggle. My nipples puckered with sympathy pain, but it was still funny."Hmm, nipple clamps will be part of your next punishment. They're not just for pleasure.""Yes, Mistress." I managed to straighten out my grin.Three days had passed since my meltdown. Each morning, Krispin picked me up and took me to a different place to eat. Falling asleep at night, knowing his soft knock on the door at six a.m. was only hours away, made sleeping easier. On my first night back at work, I could tell by Mistress's fussing that she was nervous for me.I put
Matt and Stephon had called me in the morning and let me know their plane was landing at three. They were two of my original band members. They hadn't fallen as far or as hard as I had, but they had struggled to put it behind them, too. They drank a beer now and then, but our drink- and drug-induced coma days were far away.I loved these guys.We ate a light meal and played music in my room until seven. I gave them a few riffs of what I was working on and they picked up the beat and added a few twists. Blood Rights had some of the best musicians in the business. Though I wrote most of the songs, these two helped with the music. They looked rough, but their hearts were pure gold. Angela would love them when she had time to see beneath their tatted outer layers.I told them about her. Not everything, but enough for them to know I was serious. They didn't question the strength of my feelings or how quickly they had come about. They only offered support.They were really here to play i
"Now, brace her body but you might want to be cautious around the pins."The woman was wicked. I kissed Angela on the cheek and then held her jaw between my palms, not sure what else to do at this point."I want you to count for me, Little Bird."She answered, "Yes, Mistress," but her eyes never left mine.The first strike wasn't hard but her body flinched. I mouthed 'one' while she said it out loud. I kissed her nose and she smiled.The next nine went the same way. I placed light kisses on each of her eyes, between them and then on both sides of her cheeks with each lash of the whip."I won't be quite so gentle for the next ten."I flinched but Angela looked at me with a steady dreamy gaze. I let my hand travel from her jaw, down her neck, stopping between her breasts. God she was sexy.The sound of the whip changed and air hissed from Angela's lips and her hips ground into mine trying to escape the sting, "Eleven."I brought my other hand down and circled her breasts without
The next two days flew by with six a.m. breakfast becoming our tradition. He wanted to know about a few of my past boyfriends and his encouragement to talk about them helped. I asked about his girlfriends. Two, he remained friends with but most were band-bunny groupies. Sex went hand-in-hand with his job. I understood but my heart ached at the thought of him leaving to tour.Like Mistress, he observed me closely, noticing each nuance even when I tried to hide it."I've had sex once since staying at the hotel and that was the first night here. I think I can play a concert or two and resist the women throwing themselves at me.""You haven't had relief since the first night here?"His face took on a red hue. "My cock has become very well acquainted with my right hand.""But you're a musician." I fluttered my eyelashes. "I thought you were ambidextrous."He pinched me under the table. "Naughty sub.""Where are you taking me on our date?""Shush, I'm keeping it a secret.""Please?"
Not touching below the neck was impossibly erotic. Angela's lips, coated with her unique silk, tasted more exquisite than the finest sweet liquor. She was a drug, and I was high on her.I pulled a hair's breadth away. "Put your finger back in your pussy. I want my mouth on yours when you come."I sucked at her mouth, pulled her lower lip with my teeth, and used my tongue to fuck the only way I could at the moment. She squirmed and sighed against my lips. Her hand was moving faster and her hips lifted from the seat."No, keep your ass pushed against the leather." My answer was her vibrating groan in my mouth. Her breathing picked up and I knew she was close. "Come for me, baby." I bit her a little harder and then slid my tongue deep.She screamed around my mouth and I deepened the kiss until her hips stopped thrusting against her hand. When her breathing was under control, I kissed the side of her nose. "It's time to go. I can't take much more. When we get back, I'm going to kill yo