Page 78 of Triple Pucked
Robyn leans against the door next to me.
“So, this is where you learned your…” She waves at D’Angelo. “…dom face.”
I chuckle.
D’Angelo looks at her icily. “Nope, I was born with that. But I did train here as a dom on RACK. My friends and I wanted somewhere that would be private and discrete where celebrities and billionaires, as well as other members of the local community, could feel safe to explore their dynamic, whilst having their identities protected. It was important to us that it would be a safe space for all sexualities and gender identities. Explicit, affirmative consent would be the most important thing. We utilize dom monitors to keep subs safe and ensure that safewords are respected. Everyone must sign contracts on behavior and privacy. If they break the rules, even once, then they’re banned.”
It sounds like paradise.
My mouth is dry.
D’Angelo should have called it bloodyheaven.
I used to be scared of doors, especially closed ones.
You never knew what was on the other side.
I would fix a smile on my face, hiding the panic thatthisdoor would be the one that would lead back to pain and captivity.
Yet the door leading to On the RACK doesn’t make me feel like that.
I’m shaky but not with nerves. Instead, it’s with the firework exploding thrill of a whole new world opening in front of me.
I can’t bloody wait.
Robyn lays her hand on my arm.
“You keep sayingweandus.” Robyn cocks her head. “Who are these friends that we’re about to meet?”
D’Angelo’s expression gentles. “We found each other, when I first came to join the Bay Rebels. We’ve each seen the low, dark, and out of control moments in each other’s lives…and we’re still there. It took me a long time to realize that one mistake by me wouldn’t drive them to abandon me. We understand each other. They’re my three best friends. We call ourselves jokingly The Kinks.”
Robyn and I burst out laughing.
D’Angelo sighs. “I should have warned them that you two were brats.”
“Don’t worry, they’ll work it out for themselves since they’re doms,” Robyn says merrily.
D’Angelo adjusts his tie. “My co-owner is the dom who trained me. However, the day to day running is split between my two other friends. Kay is a mistress to her kitten and two subs.”
“Kay theequipment manager?” My eyes widen.
D’Angela chuckles. “She handles sticks just as efficiently as our sweet equipment manager, but no, it’s not the same woman. In fact,myKay hates sports. So, sorry but don’t expect her to become all starry eyed about meeting you. She’d be much moreexcited if you were a movie star. She usually manages to have actors who turn up to event nights play scenes with her.”
“She’s poly?” Robyn says, looking interested and delighted.
D’Angelo nods. “A lot of the community are.”
“It’ll be good to know other people who are dealing with some of the same things as we are,” Robyn replies. “I’m glad that you’re ready to share this with us.”
D’Angelo looks taken aback. “No panic attacks that I’mcorruptingyou by leading you into?—"
He’s spiraling.
I cut him off as quickly as possible.
“You’re going to corrupt me, darlin’?” I give him a half-hooded look. “Promise?”
D’Angelo’s lips quirk; I’m desperate to kiss them. “You have no idea half the wicked things that I plan to do to both of you. And that’s a warning not a promise.”
