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“I love you, Logan, and this house already feels like our home.”
After the rest of the group began to make exaggerated kissy sounds, the two broke apart from their kiss and Logan plucked her from the counter. They accepted the congratulations of their friends as Jeanette locked up the house.
Walking out to the cars, she turned to Elizabeth. “I’m so happy for you.” Pausing, she lowered her eyes. “Please, forgive me if I stepped out of bounds. I-I didn’t mean to embarrass you in any way.”
“Don’t give it another thought,” Elizabeth said graciously. “You’ve found us the perfect place. Oh, and speaking of places, I hope Ethan and you will come to Haven for its opening. I mean, if Ethan likes the idea, we’ll make sure we hold a room for you both.”
“Oh, wow, Elizabeth, that’s wonderful. Everyone is talking about how incredible Haven is going to be,” Jeanette said, impulsively reaching to hug her. Remembering her role as a submissive, she added, “That would be so incredible but Ethan will have to let you know if we can accept.”
“I’m sure he’ll accept,” Logan assured them, before continuing, “and I know Ethan will find this acceptable as well.” He held out the switch he had just cut and prepared. “Make sure you tell him that after he stripes your bottom, there will be free drinks waiting at the bar.”
It was Jeanette’s turn to blush but she took the switch, reaching up to kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Sir, though I feel I have to point out that most realtors only earn a commission.”
“Poor things, that must be so very boring,” Ariel quipped with an exaggerated yawn.
Jeanette giggled, her demeanor and her actions proving to the group that Ethan had finally found a woman who was veryinterested in extending any playtime to include venues outside of the club.
Elizabeth smiled, her fond memories of Ethan safe in her heart as both women acknowledged that any future play Elizabeth did would be restricted to the man standing at her side.
“I think you both will be just as happy as we are,” she whispered to Jeanette. “Tell Ethan thank you for understanding we would need a place like this.”
CHAPTER SIX
A few hours later, Jeanette turned into the parking lot of Tastsinn, pulling into a space near the front of the curb. It was yet another reason Logan’s club had such a great reputation. These spots, just a quick walk away from the entrance of the club, were reserved for those women who arrived unescorted. There were monitors available to walk out and escort a guest inside if a member so desired. Taking a deep breath, she picked up the switch Logan had prepared and stepped from her car. Turning, she gave a short shriek and slapped a hand over her heart as she saw a woman standing near the bumper of her car.
The woman’s appearance instantly showed which role she played in her relationships. She was dressed in black leather pants that hugged her like a second skin. Her breasts were pushed into prominence by the black leather bustier she wore, and her black hair was pulled back into a severe bun. It wasn’t the physical appearance of the Domme that caused Jeanette to flush, however, it was the riding crop the woman held in her hand.
“I must say, you don’t look like a Domme despite the switch,” the woman said, canting her head to the side as her eyes traveled from Jeannette’s feet to her face. “Perhaps you are simplyhoping to soften any attention given to you by bringing your own offering? I already have an appointment this evening, but I wouldn’t mind slipping you in.”
Jeanette’s throat was so dry she wasn’t sure she’d be able to speak. Thankfully, she didn’t have to.
“This one belongs to me, Maxine.”
Twirling around, Jeanette saw Ethan step away from the wall where he must have been waiting for her. He walked the short distance to her and placed his arm around her waist. “Is that for me?” he asked, covering her trembling hand with his own.
“Um, yes, Sir,” Jeanette managed, suddenly very grateful to surrender the switch to him, even knowing it would soon be touching her in a much less benign way.
Both seemed a bit surprised to hear Maxine speak. “Have fun, Ethan. If you feel the need for assistance, I’ll be inside.”
“Thanks, but I assure you I’ll be just fine.” After a shrug, Maxine left them alone, entering the club, the crop slapping once against her thigh with a sharp crack, causing Jeanette to jump.
“You okay?” Ethan asked, pleased to see the switch, understanding that his sub had a reason to celebrate tonight.
“Yes, Sir, I’m fine.”
“Should we go inside, or do you prefer we take this lovely little switch to your place?”
Jeanette shook her head as she looked up to see his face. “Considering how thin the walls are in my apartment, I think I’ll choose inside, please.” At his nod of approval, she continued, “Sir, you were right. If I were Elizabeth, I’d want a house exactly as you described. I understand and appreciate the fact that the house is quite private and secluded. Thank you for your advice.”
Ethan grinned. “Good, I’m glad to see that you are such a quick learner. I suggest we see how the switches on Logan’s new property will prove beneficial, shall we?”
“Yes, Sir,” she acquiesced, linking her arm with his as they walked into the club.
“Welcome, Master Ethan,” the woman manning the reception desk said.
“Evening, Susanna,” Ethan returned, accepting the red leather bracelet required to be worn by every submissive who entered Tastsinn. The bell hidden inside a small ball attached to the leather chimed as he put it on Jeanette’s wrist.
“Have a good evening, Jenny,” Susanna said.
