“I don’t hang out up there. I’ve heard it’s quite the crowd draw, but I’ll pass. It was enough of a shock when she showed up here after I hired her. She assured me she was in the lifestyle, fully trained, and had already signed an NDA. You didn’t answer the question. Are you fucking her?”
“Why? Am I banned from fucking her? Do I need to add her to the list? I’m not even allowed to look in Jenna’s direction. Anyone else?”
“You didn’t listen when it came to Jenna, so it doesn’t matter what I say, does it?”
I down the rest of my scotch before pouring another. “Things aren’t always as they seem.”
“Jenna wearing nothing but your suit jacket didn’t leave much to the imagination.”
“I didn’t fuck her.”
“Yeah, right. You fuck anything that moves.”
“I swear I didn’t. Her drink spilled, and I took her to my room to clean up.”
“Seriously?”
“Am I that bad a guy? Is it incomprehensible that I could just be friends with a woman?”
I top up his glass.
“You’re my best friend. I don’t think you’re a bad guy. Not at all.”
“But you assume the worst. For Jenna. With Celest.”
He scrubs his hand over the stubble on his jaw. “Sorry. I don’t have the right to dictate where you stuff your dick.”
“Stuffmy dick. I think you mean where I conquer with my enormous and glorious cock.”
“I just threw up in my mouth a little. Nope… a lot.”
I clap him on the shoulder. “Truth hurts. We all know I have the biggest dick in this place.”
“Tell yourself what you need to, to sleep at night.”
“I sleep soundly afterimpalingthe sub of the moment.”
“Okay, mighty hammer of Thor. TMI. Let’s get back to business. What do you have in mind for multiple dynamics on the training floor?”
“You said you’ve heard about Celest upstairs. She’s fucking phenomenal to watch, but the way it’s set up, she’s pretty far away from whoever she’s in a scene with. Think of a sex chaise but set up so they would be in much closer proximity. For instance, when she plays with Freya, I would want her just far enough away to be the ultimate tease.”
“Sounds good. What else?” That was easy.
“I want to have a dual St. Andrew’s cross made.”
“Wouldn’t you just have two side-by-side if you want more than one sub at a time?”
“Okay, so hear me out. I want to create an integrated version with the option to have a moveable one.” He seems intrigued.
“Like having one that acts as a spreader bar? Wouldn’t it be easier to just use the bars?”
“It might be easier, but it will be hot as fuck when I set it up. I want to be able to have one Dom orchestrate two subs at once. The second one can be fixed in the standard position for subs. It can be linked to the stationary one, and it can facilitate penetration for multiples.”
“Okay. That does sound pretty fucking hot.”
“You could demonstrate with Nadia and bring in a third. Maybe Celest.” I know it’s a red rag to a bull, but it’s too much fun to mess with Dalton these days.
“I will fucking hurt you if you ever utter that sentence again.”