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“Master Jace, will you fuck me now?” The sub that I’m training this evening isn’t my normal client, she’s one of Jude’s, so of course, she expects to get fucked.
“No, I will not be fucking you. I have my own submissive for that.” I begin to untie the woman.
Pouting, she sticks her lip out as if that’s going to change my mind, “So does Master Jude, but he still fucks me. I pay good money for these sessions.”
Her statement really gets me this time, “Excuse me? What? Do you think that we are a bunch of sex workers that you pay in order to get fucked?”
The sub’s stunned look only lasts a moment, “Well, aren’t you? We pay you to teach us how to be the best submissive, so we can get what we want, and in return, you fuck us…Master Jace.” She remembers to address me correctly at the end.
Before I lose my shit and do or say something that will piss Jude off, I clench my jaw, “I’m sorry to inform you that you are wrong in your assumption, and I’m sorry, but you will not be getting fucked by me tonight. Now, collect your clothes, and have a good night.” I walk out of the training room seething with anger.
I make my way through the halls, submissive and Dominants both greeting me with respect, as they should. Unlike, whatever the fuck her name is, Cindy or Cathy, or something or other, they know who and what we are here for regardless of whether or not some trainers fuck them. It’s not like I’m the first trainer not to fuck their client.
Jules is filing her nails when I walk into the reception area. At first, I think she’s just fucking off, but when I start to speak, she holds her finger up, indicating that she will be with me in a moment.
“Yes, Master Hunter, I will pass along the message as soon as he comes in. Yes, thank you for calling, have a good night.”
I feel bad when I realize that she’s on the phone with a client and she’s wearing the new earpiece that the boss bought for her to use. Pressing the button to turn it off, she rolls her eyes and smiles at me, “What can I do for you Master Jace?”
“Sorry, I didn’t realize you were actually working.” My eyes shoot down to the nail file and then I wink at her.
“I know, the nerve of some people to call in and leave messages!” She jokes.
“Anyway, I know I told you that I will pick up clients when the other Masters cannot come in or make their session, but you can cross the one that I just had off the list for me. I will not train her again, and to be perfectly honest, I think we should cut strings with her all together.”
Jules frowns and looks down at the appointment schedule, “Are you talking about Cindy Titan?”
“Whatever her name is, yeah.”
“Uh oh, what did she do now?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Well, Master Jude has been complaining about her as well.”
“What a dick! That’s probably why he had me take her tonight.” I shake my head in disbelief, but chuckle, “Yeah, apparently, she thinks we are nothing but sex workers, and they pay us to fuck them. She was pissed because she wasn’t getting dick tonight.”
“Oh, wow. Uh, yeah, I will talk to the boss about her because this is her third strike, or complaint about her. It’s not like we need her money. Besides, she will have to get in line after me if she wants a piece of the great Master Jace.” She winks.
I throw my head back and laugh, “Oh, I’m going to miss you when I’m gone, Jules.”
“Well, you better come back and visit when you are in town.”
“You know I will.”
“And bring Ella back, maybe I can talk her into letting me join sometime.” She smirks.
“All I can say is that you can try.” I say as I back out of the room on my way out.
I can’t get home fast enough, so I can video chat with Ella before she goes to bed. It’s only been one whole day, and I miss her like crazy. It will be so nice to be able to come home to her at the end of the day and not have to video chat with her. The house is dark as I make my way to my room in the basement, my parents are either having a date night or they are next door having drinks with the Baxter’s.
Jumping into the shower right away, I need to get the smell of other women off me. Even though I don’t fuck them, I still come home smelling of their perfumes and body washes, and it drives me crazy because it isn’t Ella’s scent. Throwing on a pair of sweats, I sit back against my headboard and hit the video chat for Ella.
She answers right away, and her voice melts away every stressful moment from today, “Hey babe, how was your day?”
“Better now that I’m talking to you.” I gaze at her makeup-free face. She’s always been very pretty but she has grown into a very beautiful young woman, and I am the lucky son of a bitch that gets to call her mine, “How was yours, baby?”
“It was horrible.”
