Page 35 of Born to Make You Smile

What was I doing snooping through my boss’s stuff?

I quickly tucked the receipt in the drawer and continued my data entry.

“Good afternoon,” Gavin said, poking his head in. “Look at you, like you own the office. It looks fantastic in here.”

“By the way, I stole a piece of your spearmint gum.” I made a loud, obnoxious smacking sound as I chewed it. Then I sauntered out of his comfortable chair toward him.

He shook his head, hiding a smirk. “What on earth am I going to do with you?”

Several thoughts ran through my head, modes of his punishment for me, but I shook them away before my imagination went any further down that dangerous path.

“I have it.” He looked deep into my eyes. “Yourfavoritesong on the way home.”

With a laugh, I covered my ears. “No! You wouldn’t!”

He moved his face right up to mine, and my heart raced.

“Oh. Iwould,” he said in a deep, commanding voice, followed by a sinister chuckle.

Heat enveloped me, and I pulled back, my eyes drifting around the room. “I’d better go and set up for our afternoon patients.”

TWELVE

On my first dayat X-PLORE, I dressed up as a schoolgirl. I shortened my plaid skirt from high school and purchased some knee-high socks and a cute white crop top to pair with it. I wore a bright orange wig and gave myself the nicknamePeach.

I dropped off drinks at the arena, which had been transformed into the Pup Pound. Gymnastic-like items were set up around the room to create an obstacle course. Various chew toys were on the tables, and water bowls were on the floor. Joshua wore a brown puppy mask and played with some human pups, kitties, and other animals. Several people were dressed in leather who I would imagine as trainers or owners since many of them held leashes. The sounds of yipping and mewls filled the room. There was growling over toys, and others were playing fetch. Everything about the setup was so damn cool. I had an urge tojump in and play too. But while it looked fun, I wasn’t sure this was exactly my scene.

A man beside me put his hands to his mouth and let out a loud whistle, gaining everyone’s attention.

He was tall and muscular, with trimmed sandy-brown hair and tattoos covering his arms.

“Now!” the man commanded, his deep voice piercing.

Joshua scurried over, and the man hooked a leash on his collar with annoyance, and they left.

Was that Felix?

Holy shit. I swallowed. He had to be at least six foot four and built like a tank. To be honest, I was very intimidated by him.

The club became busy around eleven, with the deep bass of sultry music pumping in the main area. Drink orders had become so hectic that I felt like I didn’t have a second to regroup. I was thankful Joshua had given me that extensive tour, so I knew my way around every room and nook. At midnight, I delivered drinks to the dungeon. The area was packed with people in leather, receiving spankings and getting whipped. The sound of cries and moans and even some giggles. Many submissives were on the floor by their Master’s feet. Kneeling. Waiting in position diligently. I admired their patience and obedience. Part of me was excited by the idea of being a submissive. Something was so enticing about being controlled and not having to make decisions. But at the same time, would it mean giving up a piece of my independence? Becoming weak and small at the hands of a man?

At one point, I could have sworn I saw Bill Salinger, our patient at the dental office. He was in a black vest and leather pants with a small mask over his eyes.

It couldn't be him. Could it? But then I overheard him being calledDaddy Sal, and his identity was confirmed. He was so timid and reserved when he came to his appointments. Thecomplete opposite of how he was here. Hopefully, Bill wouldn't recognize me. What if word got out that I worked here? What if it affected my job or Gavin in some way? I knew this place had a strictwhat happens in here, stays in herepolicy. But it still made me extremely uncomfortable.

After my first shift, my feet ached. My scalp itched. My knee-high socks had left a dent in my calves. I was completely and utterly exhausted, unsure if I could keep this up. But two weeks later, after receiving my first paycheck, I realized it was all worth the sweat and blisters.

One Thursday at the end of October, I headed to my shift at X-PLORE. Dressed up as a sexy maid, I delivered drinks to a semi-private room. Of course, naturally, the sight of the couple caught my eye. It’s not as if they were trying to hide. The naked woman kneeled before the man as he thrust himself into her mouth. She gagged and groaned but otherwise looked as if she was enjoying herself. I’d watched porn before, but this was on another level. Watching them was so intimate. So real. The man had a hand in her hair as he murmured, “You’re doing so well, my slave. Are you ready for your gift? Your Master’s cum?”

I gently set the drinks down on the table and darted away with a smile. That was a private moment I felt should be between only them. Although I did like the way he praised her, then warned her. That was awfully polite. I imagined Gavin having that dynamic. Commanding, yet caring. My entire body went hot as I pictured myself on my knees for him. His hard cock in my mouth. Swallowing every glorious ounce of his…

Holy shit.

I couldn’t believe I’d just thought about my sweet boss and neighbor in that way. It was wrong.

So very wrong.

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