Page 6 of Royal Hacker

“Those rules are in place to keep people safe. Nobody should play with more than one drink. Someone could get hurt.”

Patty’s face turned a light shade of pink again. “I never thought about it that way. Can I have a glass of Moscato?”

Eric poured Patty a glass of Moscato and handed me a Cherry Coke. I needed all my wits with me in case things went somewhere and we ended up playing.

We headed over to the couches that faced the play area. I sat on the couch, and Patty went to sit next to me. I corrected her and had her kneel on the floor next to my knee. I thought she would protest at first. Instead, she looked around and noticed a lot of the Subs were kneeling on the floor. So she mimicked one of the other Subs in the area.

Once Patty was kneeling, I positioned her so she was looking at the play area and her head was resting against my knee. I stroked her hair lightly as she watched the area. I wanted her to take in everything, then we would discuss what she was seeing. It must not have been more than five minutes before I saw him coming toward me. Patty wouldn’t have seen him because he was behind her. I don’t think Neal noticed her either. This made me wonder if Brock had made it downstairs to see how Neal and Patty reacted to seeing each other.

Neal had been a member of our club for many years. He and Brock used to hack together, and we’d used Neal for a few of our operations when Brock was working on other projects.

“That looks like a pretty little Sub you have sitting next to your knees tonight. Can I have her when you’re done?” Neal said in his cocky voice.

I knew he wasn’t serious and was giving me shit to get on my nerves, but I felt Patty stiffen. I knew she recognized Neal the moment he opened his mouth. Neal barely finished his sentence before Patty jumped up and turned toward Neal.

“Who do you think you are talking to? I swear to God, I’m going—” Patty yelled.

I pulled Patty onto my lap and put my hand over her mouth. “I know you read those rules. You stated you read them earlier. You can’t speak to another Dom that way,” I whispered in her ear.

She stilled.

“Patty, what the fuck are you doing here?” Neal demanded.

The situation was escalating way more than I’d thought it would. I should’ve realized Patty and Neal might lose their tempers. The second I learned she was his boss, I should have sent Neal a text or had Brock do it.

“Both of you shut up for a second. People are looking,” I told them.

Patty went to say something.

“Patty, you’ve already broken the rules again,” I said. “Keep your mouth shut, and we will work this out.”

“Patty, I’ve been coming here for years, and Sam is my friend. I was giving him crap. This place has nothing to do with our work relationship or our friendship. I’m a Dom when I’m here, and what you did was disrespectful—and unacceptable inside this club. I know Sam would’ve made you read the club rules. You need to learn that we treat each other differently in here than we do outside,” Neal stated, his voice even.

I knew I wasn’t gonna like this.I didn’t want Patty’s first time in the club to be all about discipline. I wanted her to see what happened in Sanctorum, and hopefully she would come back. Then we could play together. “Do you expect me to punish her, Neal?”

“Yes. She broke the rules, and she needs to be punished. If it were any other Sub, you would have demanded the same thing. Which brings up the question of why you’re being lenient. This is nothing personal, Patty. We will still be best friends outside of here. You need to learn that it is different inside than it is when we’re outside.”

“Patty, you have two options,” I said. “I can take you to your car and send you home. That option, we will call it a night, and you’ll never be allowed back in the club. I’ll still be friends with you. Your other option is to take the discipline of Neal’s choice. If you complete your discipline, you can come back here again and be my guest.”

The world seemed to slow down while Patty was deciding.

Neal went on to explain, “Patty, I won’t have him discipline you in any way that you can’t handle. Also, I will let Sam administer the punishment. Typically, the Dom that you disrespect administrates the discipline. Remember that in the future, if you disrespect another Dom. Sam won’t be able to do anything to fix the situation next time. Since neither of us would be comfortable with me administrating your punishment, I’ll let Sam do it.”

“Are all these people going to watch my discipline?” Patty asked, waving at the group who had formed around our conversation.

“Yes. It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” Neal replied.

“What do you mean she’s seen you naked?” I demanded.

“Settle down, old man. We’ve been friends for years. Patty is more like a sister than anything. There’s been nothing between us and never will be.” Neal laughed.

The club was busier than usual, and I had a feeling Patty’s punishment would draw a big crowd.

“Fine. I know I yelled at Neal, and I’ll take the punishment that goes with that.” Patty’s voice dragged me back to the conversation.

Neal ran his hand through his hair for the hundredth time of the night. With a frustrated sigh he said, “Since I know Patty has never been disciplined in her life—I can also tell you have a thing for her, and I don’t want this to come between you and Patty—I’m going to let you choose the punishment. It doesn’t have to be more than a sting.”

I could feel the anxiety running down Patty’s body as I brought her close to my chest. Underneath all that fear, I could feel the arousal growing.

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