Page 14 of The Masquerade: Room 2

My heartbeat thumps in my chest. Viv questioned why I would do such a thing, but she should know better. I always have a reason.

Me: You watched me?

Lavender: Yes.

Me: Did you enjoy the show?

Lavender: Very much, Sir.

Fuck. This woman does something to me.

Me: That’s what you did to me, little one. I could taste you on my lips as I stroked my dick. You had that effect on me.

Lavender: I wish it were my mouth giving you pleasure.

Holy shit. I let out an audible groan as my dick turns to steel.

Me: Then why didn’t you wrap those pretty lips around my dick? All you had to do was ask.

Lavender: I’ve never done that before. That night was my first at a BDSM club.

Me: I guessed as much. Are you still curious, little one?

Lavender: Yes. Though I’m sure you already have a submissive.

Me: Would it matter if I did? Would you still want to suck my dick?

Lavender: I should say no.

Me: Tell me what you want from me.

A few minutes pass by before she replies.

Lavender: I don’t know, but I can’t stop thinking about that night.

Me: Have you been slipping your hand between your legs, little one? Imagining it’s me touching you there? Did it feel good to remember my tongue fucking your sweet pussy while any number of strangers watched?

Lavender: Yes. I’ve touched myself every night, but it doesn’t feel as good.

Me: Of course it doesn’t. You crave something darker, little one. Something you can’t find elsewhere. I can do things to your body you could never imagine. Is that what you want? For me to show you how good it can be?

Lavender: Yes, Sir. I want to learn.

Me: Then come to the club. I’ll teach you to be a good little sub. A dirty girl who isn’t afraid to ask for what she wants. Would you like that?

It takes her a while to respond, and I find myself pacing the room again, eager for her reply. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the thrill of the chase. Subs come and go, and I retain a calm equilibrium, but this woman—she’s different.

Lavender: I would. But I want to stay anonymous. Would that be okay… Sir?

Oh, my girl has some kinks to explore. We can play this game, but eventually, she’ll show me her face. I tap out a quick message.

Me: I’m sure we can come to an agreement. Be at the club next Wednesday night at eight. Ask for access to Room 2. Your instructions and contract will be waiting. What happens from there is up to you.

Lavender: I have to check my work schedule.

Me: I won’t wait around for you, little one. This is your second chance. There won’t be a third.

Lavender: Understood. What should I wear?

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