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Then Mistress D does something I’m not expecting. She kisses me softly and gives me a long hug, wrapping me up in her arms.

“If you change your mind, I’ll be right here, doll.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

Then Mistress D quietly gets up and leaves the room. She doesn’t say another word. She just goes. Then I’m alone.

And I realize, suddenly, that I’m completely alone.

I’m not going to cry.

I can’t cry.

I won’t cry over this.

“I’m stronger than this,” I whisper to myself. “I’m braver than this. I can do this.”

“Yes,” Odessa’s voice breaks into my thoughts and I look up at her. “You can do this.”

“I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I’m very sneaky.”

“You knew what she was going to say?”

“I had a hunch,” she tells me.

“I don’t have a Domme anymore.” We didn’t have a contract or anything. We just played together frequently. I know Mistress D plays with other subs, too, and she knows I play with other Tops, as well. Still, rejection is never easy.

“There are other Dommes,” Odessa says. “There are other Doms. There are plenty of ‘em. You know that most of them are going to ask for what she’s asking for, though. Most of them are going to want to take care of you after a scene, Christina.”

“I know,” I admit. “But I’m just not ready, Odessa. That’s something I can’t give. Not yet. I can’t get connected that way.”

Odessa picks up my things and carries them over to me.

“Well, let’s get you ready for tonight, in any case,” she says. “Because you’re beautiful, and you’re amazing, and you’re going to have a great night.”

I take a deep breath, and then I nod. I don’t know what I’d do without Odessa.

Chapter 6

Zack

“It’s busier tonight,” I say to Tony over the sound of the music.

“It’s a theme night,” he tells me. “Those usually draw in more of a crowd than regular evenings.”

“You didn’t warn me. I would have dressed up.”

“Not for us. For the subs.” He points at a couple of sexy nurses walking by, and I see what he means.

“What’s the theme?”

“Naughty professionals.”

“Is that a thing?”

He shrugs. “It is tonight.”


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