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“Liked it, then?”
“Dunno,” I lied. “Feels fucking weird. And the puking, man. That’s fucking hardcore. Weren’t expecting that.”
She leaned in close, fluttering dark lashes, like she was telling me a secret. “That wasn’t sick, baby, not really. He makes her drink water beforehand. It’s that she brings up. He likes the rush on his cock.”
“Still fucking hardcore.”
“He’sfucking hardcore, baby.” She grinned. “Good though, right?”
I felt the beginnings of a smile on my mouth. “Aye. Yeah.”
She handed me a cigarette. “Masque’s so good because he knows how to push boundaries without ruining the scene. He reads his subs perfectly, knows exactly where they’re at and what they need. Even if they think they don’t need it. Make sense?”
I shrugged. “She looked like she was enjoying herself enough.”
“Want to go there, you think? With Missy?”
Her words smashed into my senses, but with her I didn’t mind, didn’t clam up like usual. “Hope so.” I took a long drag. “Want to, ya know?”
“If you can dom her even half as well as Masque doms Cat, she’ll be putty at your feet, baby. I promise you.”
“I want her to look at me like that. Like Cat looked at him.”
“That’s the rush we all crave, that reverence in someone else’s eyes. Knowing that right then you’re everything... their master, their lover, their fucking God.”
I stared at the woman in front of me. “You’re a dominant then? Same as Masque?”
“I’m a switch, but you’d hardly know it,” she smiled. “Yeah, you could say I’m a dominant.”
“Cool,” I said, lost for any more words.
“Yes it is, baby. Yes it is.”
The balcony door creaked, and once again the bulk of the beast filled the doorway. I stepped aside so he felt free to speak to Raven, but he called me back.
“I’m here to see you,” he said. His voice was back to normal, friendly like.
“Me?” I retraced my steps. “Oh shit, yeah, the tattoos. She’d look good with ink, yeah.”
“Not about the ink, this time,” he smiled and my heart thumped fucking faster. “Did you like the show?”
“Aye.”
“Think it’s for you, this scene?”
I shrugged, tongue-tied, and Raven saved me, placing a hand on Masque’s chest and leaning in close to him.
“It’s for him,” she smiled. “Most definitely.”
I felt my face burning, and toked on my cig, awkward.
“You ever done anything like this before, Callum?” he asked.
I shook my head. “Nah. Not like this. Been rough, like, but not like what you did, in there.”
“Missy is a good girl, she’ll take what you give her.”
“Dunno what I’ll give her, yet,” I admitted, staring out beyond them to the yard below.
