Page 89 of Rayna's Daddy

Rayna hid behind me.

“Let’s take it down a notch, Chandler.” I turned to face Rayna. “Don’t worry. Chandler won’t bite.”

“Well, not without consent.” He chuckled.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

He shrugged.

“Rayna.” He held his hand out, and to my surprise, she looked up to me for approval. I nodded. She took his hand. “I’m so glad you could come to my side of the world.”

He walked with Rayna over to the window.

I peaked in on Chef George and his staff. They were busy in the kitchen preparing dinner. Again, Josh went all out. While Chandler was the ultimate hostess, Josh was the party planner.

As I returned, Chandler and Rayna were standing over the kneeling woman.

“Rayna, this is Lindsey,” Chandler said.

“Hi.” Rayna waved. Lindsey stiffened but didn’t respond.

“Let me explain what Lindsey is doing.” Chandler smirked over at me. “She is a new house sub, and she is training for high protocol. Do you know what that is?”

Rayna shook her head. She stared down at Lindsey.

“A sub in high protocol means they are following a set of predetermined rules in more of a service dynamic.” Chandler patted Rayna’s arm. “Some of our dominants enjoy this type of service during a formal dinners and play parties. She’s not allowed to talk to you or acknowledge anyone except for her Dom.”

“You’re her Dom?” Rayna asked.

“For training purposes, yes.” He kneeled in front of Lindsey but continued to speak to Rayna. “She is trained to be completely in tune with her Dom and his needs. And she will follow instructions without hesitation.”

“But why?”

I smiled. My inquisitive little girl.

“Because she has agreed to.” Chandler petting Lindsey and she melted into his touch. “She is a submissive, and it makes her feel good to submit to a dominant personality. You understand?”

“I think so,” Rayna said, but her head shook no. We’d talk about it more later. She wasn’t naïve to the Dom/sub dynamic, but the more complicated concepts and how we do things here at Quad IV would be new to her. I couldn’t wait to share all of it with her.

Randall stormed through the front door of the suite. Rayna gasped and scooted behind Chandler. He scanned the room and then made a beeline for the table and lowered himself into the last seat on the left. It dawned on me he’d be sitting on Rayna’s other side.

I moved the chair back and took a seat at the head of the table.

“Rayna, come here.” I motioned for her. She dropped Chandler’s hand and shuffled over to me. I guided her onto my lap. “That rude gentleman who stormed in and didn’t say hello is Randall.” He wore a dark black suit and satin black shirt.

“Nice to meet you.” Rayna waved. Randall stared at Rayna and waved back. Josh entered next.

“Everyone here?” He scanned the room and adjusted a fork in one of the place settings.

“Tyler,” Chandler and Randall said in unison.

Rayna’s head swung back to Randall. “You speak.”

“When I have something to say, little one.” Randall winked at Rayna.

She shivered.

I wrapped her hand protectively around her middle. “Don’t scare her in the first five minutes of meeting her.”

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