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He rolls his eyes, and it’s making me itch to wring his neck. “It’s not like every single person in this station doesn’t know about your extracurricular activities.”
Even though he’s got five inches and a good seventy-five pounds on me, I easily maneuver him against the wall where I trap him with my arms. I’m a hell of a lot stronger than I look.
“You listen to me, Luke Bradley, and you listen well. If I catch you within a hundred feet of my sister, I’m gonna remind you exactly why bigger and meaner men than you call me Mistress.”
Before he can utter another word, I’m striding away.
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I hadn’t planned on hanging around Austin after my class ended, but I know the club will be open ‘til sunrise, and after that run-in with Luke, I desperately need the release.
The lot surrounding Whips and Chains is still relatively busy but that’s no surprise considering it’s a Saturday night. As I walk in, I can feel all eyes on me as I move through the crowd, they easily make way for me all the way to the back where my favorite barman is tending.
He tips his worn cowboy hat. “Evening, Mistress La Luna, what can I get you?”
I slide onto a newly freed barstool. “A bottle of water, and who’s available on the menu tonight?”
He reaches under the bar before handing me a sweating water bottle. “Depends on what flavor you’re in the mood for.”
I don’t need to consider it. I know exactly what I want. “A curvy girl who keeps her mouth shut and her legs open.”
Does it make me a hypocrite after everything I said to Luke?
Hell yeah.
But that’s my baby sister, and that man whore will never get his hands on her if I have anything to say about it.
The bartender’s smile grows wide. “I think I have exactly what you’re looking for.” He waves and a short curvy waitress appears.
“Hiya Mistress.” Lucy’s not the best sub, but what she lacks in deference, she makes up for with enthusiasm. But she tends to be a bit too bratty for my tastes.
Fortunately, she’s not who the bartender had in mind. “Run and fetch Amelia for our Mistress.”
She curtsies dramatically before rushing off with an extra bounce in her step, doing wonderful things for her big, fat ass.
Yum!
Soon enough, she’s returning with a diminutive redhead that’s even shorter than herself. She’s covered with freckles that I wouldn’t mind connecting with my tongue and jade green eyes that are wide with interest as she takes me in.
Even in tight jeans and a cropped t-shirt, I paint a pretty picture. It may not scream Madame, but I don’t need to dress the part because I am what I am to the heart of my soul.
Without saying a word, the girl falls to her knees in supplication.
With a curved finger under her chin, I lift her face and give her a soft kiss on the lips. “Hi, pretty girl. Would you like to play with me tonight?” I ask in a soft, husky tone.
I watch with glee as she shivers from my words alone. “I’d like that very much, Mistress.”
I gracefully rise to my feet and offer my hand. She quickly takes it as I help her to her feet. “Come with me.” My muscles are already loosening as I imagine everything I’m going to do to this pretty little thing.
Chapter Three
? Sakura ?
Not gonna lie, I’ve always been a bit of an introvert… no, definitely a full-fledged introvert. So, becoming a firefighter in theory sounds good. It fed a lot of fantasies of finally belonging somewhere. Unfortunately, the reality of those fantasies didn’t quite live up to my expectations.
The training was rigorous and more challenging than I could’ve ever dreamed. I’m not what you would call in shape. I’m skinny and short, and my muscles closely resemble limp noodles. That first day was awful, and I was puking in the bushes by the end.
The next day was the worst, and I questioned my sanity every minute. But when the instructors barked orders, I forced myself to jump to it no matter how tired I was, or how much pain I was in. I learned early on that not only had I become accustomed to following rules and instructions, but I also needed them.
