Page 3 of Rebellion

I cleared my throat. “I have a few questions for you. Where would you like to talk?”

He waved to an adjacent chair. “We can start here. I’m sure I’m not the only one who would like to see you come.”

Yeah, no. I sat, perched on the edge, ready to bolt if I had to. I sure could use that drink right about now. I wanted to appear nonchalant, like his request was a humorous anecdote that I could politely scoff at and then sip my tequila. Or something. I’d have to do it without the real confidence or the drink. “I enjoy talking kink, but not quite that much.”

Foster continued to stroke Lilly’s hair and she nuzzled into his lap. “Ah, but you owe me an orgasm.”

Oh really. That’s how he wanted to play this? I crossed my legs and kept silent.

That got his attention. He finally looked directly at me and smiled in a way that I didn’t like at all. “Don’t be shy. I’d like to see you make yourself come, but I’m happy to help.”

I crossed my arms too. “I don’t think so.”

“Suit yourself but do it soon. I don’t have all night.” He gave me that eyebrow lift chin jerk thing. Patience was not this man’s virtue.

“Let’s move on, Foster.”

Lilly turned to look at me, frowning. I really wanted to stick my tongue out at her. In a place like this it could mean something entirely different than I intended. I did it anyway.

“That was not our deal. You come, I share my contacts.” There was so little inflection in his voice it was like he didn’t care. I knew he did. I didn’t know why, just that he wanted that orgasm from me more than he was letting on. “You had your chance. You chose orgasm denial.”

He wrapped Lilly’s chain around and around his hand, tugging on it like a tic. “Our session ended earlier than I anticipated.”

It never should have happened in the first place. It was really stupid of me. Kind of like being here now. “Yep.”

He tilted his head at my short answer. He didn’t like my attitude. “Let’s continue now.”

“Nope.”

He drummed his fingers on the arm of the chair. “You’re being a brat again.”

God dammit. I was not a brat. I was a fucking independent woman. “You’re being a misogynistic, domineering asshole.”

Lilly did her best impression of a big eye waif painting. I countered with my resting bitch face.

“That’s not how this works. If you want to play in my club, you will respect me and the other Doms.”

With the best timing ever, Dominic walked toward us with my drink. I had a harem, time to use it to my advantage outside the bedroom. “Because I’m a submissive? I may have been when I was here with Gray. That’s not what I am now. I’m a Domme.”

I reached my hand out, indicating for him to hand me my drink. He scanned the situation, bowed his head slightly as he handed me my drink, then crossed his arms and puffed his chest up. I gave him the tiniest of head bobs and he took up his bodyguard stance behind me.

“I see.” Foster, twisted the chain tighter and his slave girl stood and sat on his lap. He stroked from between her breasts and up to her throat, circling his hand around her neck. Before he took it any further, he looked at me again. “Then fuck you.”

Hey, that was supposed to be my line. Dominic moved like he was going to hit someone. I stuck my hand out, finding his beautifully sculpted abs and held him back. “Fine.”

I stood, and of course, the bastard didn’t. He was no gentleman, so I wasn’t going to be a lady. “You need to grow up and learn how to not throw a fit when one of your toys doesn’t work the way you want, ya big baby.”

Pot meet kettle.

Whether he was going to respond to that or not I didn’t care or wait to see. If my heels weren’t quite so precarious I’d stomp, but decided it was better to glide away on a cloud of fuck you.

Foster Bennett could suck it.

I didn’t know what was I going to do now. He was my only contact. The idea of having to figure this out on my own didn’t quite have the same appeal as learning from a Master.

Okay, so plan B. Learn by doing. “Come on, Dominic. Let’s down these...what is this?”

“Sparkling water. Despite what I said before, and my instructions, I thought you might like to play while we’re here.”

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