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Ignoring the obvious insult, Bri shouted at her. “Wait a minute! Don’t go! You know Markus?”
The visitor froze in the doorway, still refusing to talk. Bri tried again to befriend her. “I’m sorry. I still didn’t catch your name,” Bri urged more gently.
No answer. Her eyes darted between Brianna and the door, conflicted with her decision. Brianna had just about given up hope when the pretty woman lowered her hand still across her mouth and answered Bri’s question.
“I’m Rachel,” she confided. “I’m Master Derek’s submissive and collared slave. I’ve also been his wife for the last four years.”
Brianna hated the misplaced sense of relief at Rachel’s introduction. But that relief quickly turned to curiosity when she realized Rachel most likely had information about Markus’s hidden past life.
“Nice to meet you, Rachel,” Brianna said, keeping her tone conversational and non-threatening. “Four years is a long time. You must have known Markus back when he was coming to the club before he met me, right?”
Brianna’s heart raced, unsure what answers she was hoping for. She was desperate for information about the secrets her husband had been keeping from her. She should probably feel guilty for misleading her new friend, but that didn’t stop her from fishing. “You know, back when he and Georgie used to come here.”
Rachel looked relieved. “Oh, so you know about Georgie? I didn’t want to be the one to tell you about him bringing someone else here.”
“Well, sure. I mean, I know about his first wife. I’m sure there are details he might not have told me about her because he was trying to protect me, but I know they belonged to the club.” This seemed like a logical enough guess for Bri to put out there in hopes of drawing more information out about her husband.
Rachel’s eyes looked to be getting a little dewy. “I hated that Master Markus stopped coming to the club. It really upset Master Lukus, especially at first. He tried to hide it, but Master Derek and I could see how hurt and alone he was back then. The only good thing that came out of the Sirs’ arrest was we got to finally see Master Markus again when he’d come by to work on the case.”
That was a startling new piece of intelligence. “Yes, he came by here quite a bit, didn’t he?” Brianna kept probing for details, despite a growing trepidation of what secrets she might uncover.
“Well sure, but it was almost always in the middle of the day instead of at night like he used to. We would sometimes go to his office downtown or meet at a restaurant for lunch. He sure has a beautiful view of the river from his office.”
“Yes… yes he does.”
Brianna wasn’t sure how she felt about this beautiful submissive visiting her husband at work or going out to lunch with him, but surely Derek and Lukus had been there too. And thankfully Markus had been at the club during business hours instead of visiting at night as a Dom. It was heartbreaking enough to discover that he’d been withholding his dominant nature from her; if he’d been going behind her back to go to The Punishment Pit toplaywith other subs… well, that would just push her over the edge.
“Rachel, can you please undo my arms just long enough for me to run to the bathroom? I promise, I won’t do anything stupid and I’ll come right back so you can tie me up again. Master Lukus doesn’t even need to know.”
Terror painted Rachel’s face. “Oh, I don’t think so. Master Derek told me not to even talk to you so I’m already in so much trouble. I know he wouldn’t want me to untie you.” She started to turn to leave.
“Oh please… I promise I’ll be fast. I really need your help, Rachel.”
Brianna saw the indecision on Rachel’s face as she turned and with great hesitancy untied the ropes binding Brianna to the headboard. Once free of the bindings, Brianna took a minute to rub her wrists and was just about to sit up when Lukus burst into the room.
“What the fuck is going on here, Rachel?”
Lukus voice boomed, clearly pissed. Brianna’s view of the angry Master was blocked, but she had a front row seat to watching Rachel’s panic, immediately kneeling to apologize.
“I’m so sorry,” she whimpered. “Please forgive me.”
Now that Rachel had dropped to her knees, Brianna got a good look at Lukus. Under any other circumstances, she would have been focused on his anger. But it was the woman thrown over his left shoulder in a fireman’s hold who got Brianna’s attention.
“Tiffany! Is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me,” Tiffany answered, her words muffled by her graceless position. “So glad you can recognize me just from the view of my ass up in the air, swung over this damn barbarian’s shoulder. Lukus! Put me down!”
Tiff struggled to be free of his tight hold. Her friend was ineffectually pelting his back with her fists. Rather than release her, Lukus instead swatted her ass several times, hard, with his open palm. She squealed, but it did stop her flailing.
Lukus looked to Bri as if he were about to self-combust and really… who the hell would blame him? He was a dominant Master who found himself faced with not one, butthreedefiant women. She was tempted to giggle at his obvious distress, but luckily thought better of it.
Knowing how he felt about having Brianna here in his private loft, she could only assume with Tiffany here, he’d had an interesting afternoon. Unsurprisingly, he decided to address his easiest problem first.
“I’m very disappointed in you Rachel,” he said, fixing her with a withering gaze. “Did Master Derek give you instructions when he sent you up here?”
“Yes Sir, he did,” she managed to squeak out without looking up at Master Lukus.
“And those instructions were what exactly?”
