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Peter and Lihn were here because they were partnered with Julen.All three of them were assigned to the letter S.Given the laundry list of items under that letter it made sense that there were so many people.
Ilias had R, which also had a hefty list of kinks, toys, and fetishes, but apparently not enough that the overseers thought it needed multiple Doms assigned to it.
Tareq took another sip.His letter…
“You have Q?”Peter asked.
“Yeah.Not much on it.Just two items.”
“You could probably knock that out in one night,” Julen said.
“Where’s the fun in that?”Tareq shrugged one shoulder.“I need to plan out a longer scene and incorporate the Q items.One of them…it’s probably meant to be part of a role-play scene, but I’m not sure I want to take it that way.”
“Do you three each have your own sub?Sharing one?”Ilias asked the S team.
It didn’t have the same ring as “A-team.”
Tareq covered his smile by taking another sip, his attention drifting from the conversation back to the Conclave.To the woman who’d been on the verge of laughter when she saw the alphabet.They’d exchanged a look, had a moment, and he’d planned to find her after to introduce himself and get a closer look at those lovely breasts.But that had been before the overseers announced the game, and the assigned partners.He’d mentally tabled the issue of the pretty brunette with the impressive rack, planning to circle back after the checklist game.
Except that when Tareq opened his folder and saw the picture of his sub, he was pretty sure it was the same woman.In the profile photo attached to her completed checklist, she wore street clothes and her hair was a lighter brown with blond highlights.The woman in a black leather corset had long dark hair that spilled over all that pretty flesh, but he was fairly sure the face was the same.The profile picture was shoulders up so he couldn’t make a definitive identification based on tits.
“What about your partner?”Ilias asked him.
“Nomiki Thalia.”
“Lovely woman,” Julen said immediately.“You have to earn her, but when you do, it’s glorious.”
Tareq felt weirdly jealous, but aloud all he said was, “She likes ropes?”
“She does, though I think I like tying her more than she likes being bound—she enjoys it, blisses out, just isn’t as passionate about it.Doesn’t need it every time she’s here.”
Tareq could easily imagine Nomiki suspended, those spectacular tits encircled with red rope.
He mentally added that to a list of possible things he could use to bulk up their scene to flesh out the Q items.
“Do you think anyone is going to leave?”Lihn, who was standing opposite Tareq and facing the entrance to the club, narrowed his eyes as he posed the question.
“I think some of the tops are going to throw a fit at being told what to do,” Peter said, “but no.I don’t think anyone will actually quit the club.”
“Tareq.”Lihn had a funny look on his face.“What does your sub look like?”
“White.Dark hair.Fantastic tits.”
“I think Peter’s wrong,” Lihn continued.“I think at least one person is going to leave rather than play.”
As one they turned, searching the parking lot for whatever had caught Lihn’s attention.
“Tareq,” Ilias said, spotting her first.“I think your partner is making a run for it.”
Tareq blinked in shock at the sight of the dark-haired woman from the Conclave marching along the back edge of the parking lot.She had a tote over one shoulder, and as she passed between two cars, he got a good look at her outfit.
Fishnets, shorts that made her ass look biteable, and an oversized white t-shirt that looked like it would rip easily.
But the thing that really caught and held his attention was her face.Her expression.
“She looks upset,” Julen said.“Maybe I should—”
Tareq shot the other man a look, handed Ilias his beer, and headed towards her.She passed through a bright patch of landscape lighting, and he was now certain this was the woman in his file.He should have let Julen go.If they’d scened together, Nomiki might feel more comfortable with the rope-master.
