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“How are things?” I ask Roland, who’s looking rather more put together than usual. His suit is form-fitted, probably custom-tailored. He’s freshly shaven, and his hair is styled.It’s ... quite a different look for the man who’s typically so casual. “Enjoying the new job?”
“I’m learning to deal with the distractions,” Roland admits. “But tonight’s my last night. I have another offer.”
My first reaction is shock, and judging by his expression, my reaction is written on my face. I compose myself.
“It’s a loss not to have you here,” I reply, and Roland shakes his head. “No?”
“I said I’m leaving the job, not that I’m leaving Club X,” Roland says quietly. “My new job pays well, and I’ve already talked to Joshua and Madam Lynn.”
“You’re joining Club X,” I correct myself, and he nods.
“Someone tempted me into it,” he comments, and his gaze shifts from me to the crowd.
“Who’s the girl?” I ask, putting the pieces together.
“That obvious?” Roland asks, and I smirk. I know the look of a man who’s got his heart somewhere beside his job. I see it in the mirror every morning. “Valerie. She’s part of the next entertainment act, but she’s unattached. The Dom and sub couple who are running the act asked her to join in because she’s... flexible.”
I chuckle and pat Roland on the shoulder. “Enjoy yourself.”
“I will, thank you,” Roland says. “By the way, will you be attending tomorrow night’s auction? I was given an invitation by Madam Lynn.”
“Will Valerie be going up for auction?” I ask, and Roland shakes his head. “No?”
“She told me that her collar can’t be bought with cash,” Roland says. “I’m interested in seeing if I have what it takes to earn it instead.”
I smirk at her comment. I imagine Roland is going to have his hands full.
“Good. Best of luck,” I reply and leave him to his business and me to mine.
Going up the spiral staircase behind Roland, I climb the steps to Madam Lynn’s office, taking out my copy of the key that only she and I have. Slipping it into the lock, I turn the knob and step inside, locking the door behind me.
The room seems empty, and to a casual observer it might be. But after a moment, I hear the faint whir of a motor, something most people would think might belong to a desktop computer.
I know what the motor’s for, though. “How is my little whore doing?”
Kiersten’s response is moaned. “Sir.” And I fucking love it.
I come around the desk, smiling at the image before me. Kiersten, her body trembling and flushed and my collar around her neck. She’s folded in half, a slightly flexible padded PVC ‘stick’ keeping her ankles tucked behind her neck.
It turns her hips up and allows me to watch the vibrator I left inside her pump slowly, working its way in and out of her very needy pussy.
“It looks like you might be in need,” I tease her, reaching forward and helping her remove her restraint. She collapses, her breasts heaving as I lay the stick aside, my cock rock hard and ready for her. “How can I make my submissive happy?”
“Mmm,” Kiersten replies breathlessly, a grin on her lips. “Over the desk, please, Sir,” she says. “My legs are a little tingly still.”
I chuckle, lifting her up and aligning her just the way she asks before stripping off my tuxedo jacket and undoing my pants. My cock springs out at full attention, and with a single stroke I slide into her, remembering just how she likes it. Smooth as silk.
“Oh, God, Gabriel... fuck me please, Sir,” she moans, and I pull back, stroking in again and again.
I quicken my pace, gripping her hips hard to keep her from bruising against the desk, my hips slapping against her ass. She gasps, and it fuels me to fuck her hard and rough.
She comes hard and fast, and as the pleasure rocks through her, she cries out my name. It’s my undoing.
Kiersten shakes, and I pull her up, holding her through her release and whispering into the crook of her neck.
“I love you,” I whisper again and again. “I love you.”
When it passes, Kiersten turns in my arms, kissing me softly. “And I love you.”
