"Oh, little sub, you are perfect for me. No, I can't come back no matter how badly I want to see you." I understood and decided not to push it and told him to call me if he needed anything. I felt myself deflate like a balloon with a hole in it after I hung up. All the excitement and anxiety rushed out at once and I flopped onto the couch. I stared down at my phone and willed it to ring. I wanted someone on the other end to distract me from my dark thoughts. I mulled over every word, every sentence to try and figure out what I had done wrong.I put in a movie and watched it as closely as I could for about an hour before finally giving up. I looked up at the clock again only to realize I had been checked it out every five minutes for the last hour. Out of frustration then gave up and did what I always did when I had a problem. I called Lizzie. "Hey, what are you guys up to?" I asked as soon as she answered. "Jordan's taking me to the club tonight. Apparently, I have been very good th
It was no wonder this place was called The Dungeon, after first walking through the entrance I took almost two full flights of stairs down under the street before I came upon a coat room where a sub was stationed to help people find and drop off their stuff. Then I entered the main room through a set of metal vault doors that was etched with the club's logo on it in an eerie gunmetal color that seemed to glow unnaturally. At first, it was hard to see much other than what was right in front of me because the room was intensely dark and the only lights to illuminate anything came from the disco ball that was rotating from high above the dance floor. The scene areas had a spotlight on them to highlight the areas where people were playing and of course there were a few lights over the bar. When my eyes adjusted to the room, my jaw hit the floor. I realized my outfit was completely wrong seeing as most of the people here were naked or close to it. My eyes didn't know whether to stop or zoo
"What is so funny?" I asked slowly.I felt my temper slowly rise wondering if he was laughing at the idea that Reed would be with a woman like me. Sensing my anger, his hand reached out and stroked my own that was holding my beer. I subtlety moved my hand out of the way by pretending to take a drink of my beer. I didn't want to encourage him by allowing him to touch me, but I absolutely did not want to risk insulting him in case he truly was just being nice. "I'm sorry, little one. But it seems like you and about a hundred other girls are going to be waiting in line. Now that he is apparently back with Nina," he responded and pointed across the room.I followed his finger to a table that sat in a well-lit section. My heart did a flip when I saw Reed sitting there in the dim light like a dark angel. Then my stupid organ stopped dead in its tracks when I saw him talking to a blonde-haired woman that looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. She stood out easily being
The next day I called in sick to work, not wanting to face anybody or deal with anything. Especially if those things and people came in the form of a giant, know it all, two-timing Master.I went back to bed and woke up a little while later to find I had not turned my phone up after getting Lizzie's text message yesterday. I opened it up to find there were seven voice mails and twice as many text messages from her ranging from: "Mia where are you?" to: "Mia if you don't fucking call me right now then I'm coming over." There were messages from Reed as well which I just deleted not even bothering to listen to them.My heart still ached something fierce and my head felt as if someone was pounding it against the walls. I dragged myself off the couch and took a cool shower before shuffling back out into the living room. I figured this was the perfect day to dig out the ice cream I had hidden in the back of my freezer and was delighted to find I still had some wine in my fridge. I grabbed th
I stared at the message a moment confused before I realized he had just texted me how much time I had left. That jump-started me into action. Racing through my shower, I was in and out in record time and was sitting drinking my coffee waiting for the phone to ring. I sat in my towel on my vastly uncomfortable kitchen chairs all the while calling myself a million times the fool for even listening to him much less obeying him. I shifted slightly in a vain attempt to find a more comfortable spot and grimaced as my damp thighs stuck to the chair. What in the world was this game he was pulling here? Didn't he realize after my blow-off yesterday that I was done with him?I blew out a breath of frustration seeing how slow time was ticking by, I checked the phone again for the fourth time and found out it been 25 minutes since he had called. At 27 minutes, just when I had lost the fight with my patience and my chairs, a knock came at the door. I jumped and let out a startled scream, then sl
I managed to walk in the front doors with only moments to spare and just in time to see a car pull up. Surprise ran through me when I saw Reed dash out of it looking just as frazzled as I was. His dark, wet, hair was pulled back in a ponytail tied off at the base of his neck leaving a damp area on the back of the dark blue suit he had changed into, the color complimented him so well that my breath caught at the sight of him. The despondency that was etched into his face made my resolve weaken and caused me to hurry inside before my feet started walking in his direction on their own accord. I briskly sat down at my desk and attempted to pull out all the paperwork I could find in a petty effort to keep him from talking to me. My eyes stayed focused on the work in front of me as I tried to act like his presence wasn't affecting me at all even as my body began to tingle in awareness. I felt him make a beeline straight to my desk and the next thing I knew two giant hands were planted on th
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and my stomach started rolling as I realized this had to be the woman that I had seen Reed with. "And can I ask who's calling?" I asked, my voice shaking as badly as my hand that was gripping the desk. "No, you may not. Just patch me through now," she remarked snidely. "Yes, Ma'am." I hung up the phone having put the woman on hold and pressed the intercom to get Reed's attention. Fear and anger rolled inside my stomach and my hand was trembling so hard I could barely hold down the speaker button. "What?" his voice came whipping across the speaker. "You have a phone call, Sir," I said.I winced when I heard the meekness in my own voice and how easily I slipped back into the habit of calling him "Sir"."Take a message. I don't want to be disturbed, girl," he growled back. I cleared my throat and gathered myself up for another round of the verbal boxing match we seemed to have started. "I don't think she'd like that very much, Mr. Callagha
He lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his dark blue eyes. I wanted to laugh at his words considering there were times in the past where I had honestly felt like he was reading my mind. Instead, I felt tears rise in my eyes at the earnestness in his face, and the last of my resolve melted under the sweetness of his tone. Here was this big strong Master begging me to help him, it was something I couldn't deny him and didn't really want to. "I saw you at your club. I saw you with another woman after I had just told you how I don't share, Reed. Even worse, you two looked pretty intimate." He pulled away and then walked over to the window to look out seemingly lost in his thoughts; he crossed one arm over his chest and reached his other to rub over his face. "I see. So, that was you I saw there." "Yes, it was and the man that I was talking to told me you guys were together. How am I supposed to feel about that, Reed?" I implored. I wrapped my arms around myself trying to hold back