All at once, the rage went out of Adam, his body relaxing, his hands unclenching. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “Shani is right. Hitting you won’t change anything. Violence begets violence.” He took Shani’s hand and she gripped it gratefully, so proud of her man.
Adam looked at Brandi’s Mistress. “This isn’t the guy I was expecting. Apparently, there’s been a… metamorphosis of sorts here. Why don’t we four go find a quiet space to discuss what the hell is going on?” He turned to Shani. “That work for you?”Chapter 14Adam led the way to the back room by the office, Shani’s hand in his. She was clearly very shaken up, and obviously as confused as he was. The woman followed them, tugging her crawling sub boy behind her.
They entered the small room where only the night before, Shani and Rylee had lovingly thanked their Doms for the scene. The room contained a loveseat and two chairs grouped around a coffee table. Adam led Shani to the couch and sat down with her. She was trembling, and he put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. She reached for his hand, gripping it tightly.
He forced himself to remain calm, for Shani’s sake. As weird as this all was for him, it had to be a hundred times weirder for her. “I guess introductions are in order,” he began, addressing the Domme. “I’m Adam Hawk and you already know this is Shani Youngblood.”
The woman sat in one of the chairs, keeping her sub boy on his knees beside her, his leash coiled loosely in her hand. “I’m Mistress Marlena and this is Sissy Brandi, my slave.” She looked at Shani. “And, yes, he was once Brandon Parker, but he lost the right to use that name. He’s very, very sorry for what he did to you, and to my good friend, Rachel. He is being punished daily for his past sins.” She jerked hard at the guy’s chain. “Isn’t that right, sissy pants?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he replied, his cheeks flushing to a dull red.
“I don’t understand,” Shani said, shaking her head. She looked from Mistress Marlena to the sub boy. “I’ve fantasized over and over about what I would do when I saw you again, but I never imagined it would be like this.”
“Excuse me, Mistress,” Brandi said, his deep, raspy voice at odds with his feminized appearance. “Permission to speak directly to Miss Shani?”
“Granted,” Mistress Marlena said. “Apologize to this poor girl and then tell her what’s happened to you since she got away from you. Tell her about Rachel and about your epiphany.”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”
Brandi swallowed hard and then took a deep breath. “First, Shani—I mean Miss Shani,” he corrected quickly at a glare from his Mistress. “I truly am so, so sorry for what I did to you. Mistress Marlena has helped me to understand that I wasn’t being a Master. I was a savage, brutal bastard. I was so terrified of confronting my true nature as a sissy boy that I went totally the other direction. I took advantage of your submissive nature. I thought being a bully made me a man.” His voice cracked. Tears filled his heavily made-up eyes and one spilled down his cheek, tinged gray with running mascara. I’m so, so sorry,” he added in a whisper.
Shani blew out a tremulous breath. “I forgive you,” she said in a low, clear voice.
Adam would never forgive the pathetic son of a bitch for what he’d done, but he admired Shani’s grace in doing so. He fell even more in love with her at that moment.
“Tell her the rest,” Mistress Marlena prodded, giving Brandi’s chain a jerk.
“After you left,” Brandi continued, his eyes downcast, “I found another girl I was going to take home with me and force to serve me like I did to you. Her name was Rachel and she was as sweet and trusting as you were. But she had this roommate, also in the scene.” He glanced up at Mistress Marlena, shame etching his features, and looked down again at the ground. “I didn’t realize the roommate was home and I guess I got a little rough with Rachel when she wasn’t properly obeying me.”
“Don’t clean it up, sissy brat,” Mistress Marlena snapped, jerking his chain so hard he nearly toppled over. “You literally scared the piss out of her. Made her pee in her pants she was so afraid of you, you cocksucker.”
“Yes, Mistress” Brandi gasped, righting himself, his shoulders hunching. “I was a brute.”
Adam found himself both horrified and fascinated by the dynamic between these two.
“And what did we do about it, hmm, sissy boy?” Mistress Marlena prompted.
“You gave me a choice,” he said, not meeting his Mistress’s eye. “You said you would call the police and Rachel would file assault charges, or I would agree to submit to a punishment of your choosing.”