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“Masque isn’t most doms. He’s dirty...”
“I know, dirty bad and wrong.”
“Yes, dirty bad and wrong.” She slapped my arm. “You’re getting too bloody cocky.”
“Maybe,” I smiled. “I appreciate what you’re trying to do here.”
“Clearly you don’t,” she said. “He gets off on your pain, Lyds, proper pain. He craves submission, like all doms, but it’s more than that with Masque. He needs you to break, that’s what gets him off. Could you break for him? Would you cry? Beg him to stop? Let him lick your tears? Would you fall apart enough to sob in his arms like a broken little doll?”
I felt my heartbeat between my thighs. “I don’t cry...”
“He’dmakeyou cry, Lyds, trust me.”
“Maybe that’s what I need,” I spoke aloud.
“Or maybe Explicit has sent you round the twist.”
“I need to find out.”
“Don’t do this!” she said. “Don’t put me in this position.”
“Please, Bex. Just give me a chance!” I yanked the arm of her chair until she was facing me, forcing her to meet my eyes. “Just one chance. If I get hurt, it’s my own fault.”
“Youwillget hurt. It would be irresponsible and downright fucking stupid.” She crossed her arms, resolute.
I paced away from her, Masque’s image burning at the corner of my vision. “You took these, right?”
She raised an eyebrow. “Yes. Why?”
“So, you must know him pretty well, yes?”
She paused awhile, eyeing me suspiciously. “Yes, I know him well. He’s the only dom to ever leave me with scars. I’ll show you them, if you like.”
“He’s hit you?”
She rolled her eyes. “Yes, he’s hit me. Hard. I’ve subbed for him a few times, when the mood takes me. Occasionally, I’ll add, it’s very occasional.”
“So, you’d know if I could cope with him, right?”
“Just where the fuck are you going with this?”
She knew damn well where this was going; I could see the spark in her eyes. “We have a month, yes? Until you can take me as a guest again, I mean.”
“Yes...”
“So, use it! Test me! Train me or something, whatever you call it. If I can convince you in one month that I’ve got what it takes to cope, then take me back to Explicit. If not, then I’ll forget all about him and never mention him again. I promise.”
A sly grin crept across her lips. “Are you propositioning me,Cat?”
I’m sure I was the colour of beetroot but I kept going. “I want to prove I can cope. Please, Bex.”
She stood up from her chair, closing the distance between us. My heart raced so hard I could have sworn she could hear it. “It’sRaven.Have you ever been with a girl, Lydia?”
I shook my head. “Not yet.”
“Good answer,” she smiled. “On your knees.”
“Now?”
