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“A little Rainbow, maybe?” I thumbed a strand of her hair as I leaned down to kiss her again. The minx sucked my tongue into her mouth and bit it.

“With a pot of gold and everything.” She licked her lips and then fell onto her elbows, popping her ass up across the table to twerk it enticingly. “All you have to do is catch it.”

I prowled around the table to her and spanked her ass, watching it ripple as she watched me over her shoulder. Lining up, I pushed back into her heaven. “As long as no little red-headed fucks come chasing me when I dip into it for another piece of gold.”

She chuckled and then moaned when I spanked her again, peppering her skin. “Mmh, keep the rainbow happy and everything stays all sunshine and pleasurable.”

Chapter 24 – Sloane

Thesecondmyheelstouched the obsidian black stone stage, I was home.

Every set of eyes in the room was on me, warming my skin with their attention and waiting to see what magic I’d weave for them. And it hadn’t lessened through the entire performance I gave either. It was a high like no other.

“Harder.” My assistant called out, and I nodded to the masked man standing on the stage with us, wielding the whip. Her echoed cry of pain and pleasure made goosebumps break out across my skin. “Thank you, Ma’am.”

“You’re very welcome.” I purred, walking around the stage, engaging the audience, who watched with bated breath as I picked up the candle from my tray of goodies. “You’re doing such a good job.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.” She repeated from her spot in the center, rigged up with a red rope tied in the Moon Tie pattern, holding her up in the air. Defenseless.

And perfect for her Domme to play with.

Tonight’s show for opening night was Shibari or better known as rope play. Bondage.

It was one of my most favorite things to teach, because almost anyone who walked in the front door could find some part of bondage that excited them. For most, it was a simple pair of handcuffs, or a silk tie around their wrists, tied to the headboard while their partner teased them for foreplay. For more adventurous guests, it was a spreader bar or some more in-depth restraints that held them open in a certain position. And for players like my two assistants who were in a loving and healthy relationship for over fifteen years now, it was suspension Shibari on the main stage of an exclusive sex club for a sold-out crowd to watch.

Everyone had their interests.

And I loved nurturing them in a safe and controlled environment with experienced knowledge at the head of the trialing.

The balconies surrounding the stage room were mostly full, customers leaving private rooms they spent thousands of dollars on by the hour, watching me. The responsibility of that gift didn’t go unnoticed.

I was working for everyone tonight. Including the man in the mirrored glass right off center stage. I couldn’t see Tamen in his office, but like that first night, I could feel him. Yet he wouldn’t walk out onto his balcony for me. He was hiding.

“As you can see,” I announced, letting the natural acoustics of the space and the tiny microphones hanging over the stage in the lights and rigging carry my voice to everyone as I neared my bound assistant, “Lyra’s rope rigging is transitional,” She was currentlysittingin her rigging, with her knees bent up to her chest, legs spread and arms tied to the small of her back behind her. She elected to remain nude aside from the ruby red rope, so the room had a view of her vulnerability. Using my free hand not holding the lit pillar candle, I shifted her forward, and gravity did the rest, tipping her forward in almost a somersault move until she hung upside down with her ass in the air and her head facing the floor. An audible gasp of fear rang out from the crowd as she plummeted before the ropes caught her without injury. I loved that part. “Meaning you can play with so many different toys and positions from one simple rigging.”

I lifted the candle to the sole of her foot, keeping it just far enough away from her skin to avoid a burn, but giving her nerves the heat needed to create a panic response.

“Ah,” She cried, unable to move her foot away on her own thanks to her position. “I’m sorry, Ma’am.” She apologized for speaking out of turn and I nodded my head once, seconds later the whip landed on her upturned pussy right next to my shoulder. “Thank you, Ma’am!” She screamed on autopilot.

“This rope tie is called the Moon Tie, and it’s one of endless possibilities you can learn here at Prism in our exhibition series on Shibari Rope play. You can find the schedule of events here in our stage room on any of the flat screens around the club and online. Or better yet,” I winked with a seductive smile over the crowd, “Ask one of our lovely ladies in residence to assist you in your exploration.” Knowing chuckles replied as I gave one final wave, “Thank you, good night!”

“Ahhh!” Trixie sighed dreamily as she twirled on the stool at the bar. Prism closed half an hour ago, and all of us congregated at the bar like none of us were ready to end the magical first night. “What a night.”

“It was so much more than I could have ever dreamed it could be.” Val agreed, sipping her martini. “I can’t believe we get to do this every day.”

I snorted and took a sip of my chardonnay, “I remember you ready to quit altogether before Tamen bought the place. Isn’t it wild how things have changed?”

“I can’t even describe it.” She shook her head, “Tonight felt so freaking empowering. Like for once, we were in charge and not just at face value, but of everything. They all came here for us.”

“And they’ll all keep coming back,” Tamen’s booming voice carried across the crowded space as he came down the stairs. “All of you were wonderful tonight, and the customers are raving about their night just as much as you all are.”

After my warm-up session in my office earlier, he had disappeared, managing the night and mingling with the big-name clients. I knew he was watching during my show, but I hadn’t actually seen him until now.

God, why did a man have to look so damn good in a tailored suit? It was unkind to my lady bits that were vibrating with need even before he joined us.

“I didn’t even have sex with anyone.” Mya chirped up, with a comedic shrug, “And I made more than I did in a week of tips tending bar at any other club.”

“You almost sound disappointed about getting by with no sex.” Trixie giggled.

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