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“It’s lovely to meet you. Sounds like Candace takes good care of her employees.”
That was the woman’s cue to return from her meeting on the other side of the door. “Missy,” she aggressively muttered, “what have I told you about getting cozy with the guests? That’s not what I hired you for.”
Missy demurred to Candace, who waved her away with her hand. While the hostess disappeared into a back room, Candace retook her place on the couch.
“My apologies. That was an update from my guest who will be here in the next half hour. Not that it has anything to do with you, but…” She grinned. “Had a moment to think over my offer? We don’t have to hash out the details tonight, but I’d love to know what you’re thinking.”
Vanessa smoothed the back of Mitch’s wig. To Candace, they must have looked like the kind of Domme-sub couple who were attached at the hip. Mitch, forbidden to speak unless given special permission, and Vanessa, the woman who was in command of the whole room.Pulling rank over Candace Lister… that’s me.At least, that was the image she wanted to project. In reality, Vanessa tapped Morse code instructions on the back of Mitch’s hip. It was one of the many silent languages they communicated in, not only for undercover work like this but for theirotherkind of work in the club scene. People liked to believe they simply knew each other so well they could read each other’s minds… in reality, Mitch was an excellent teacher in Morse code, and Vanessa found it useful in more than one aspect of life.
Mitch curtly nodded against Vanessa’s shoulder. Vanessa shrugged her off and reclaimed her arm. “We’re interested, with some terms of our own.” She ignored Thalia as she scooted closer to the guests on the couch. “I’m sure you’re open to hearing some of our ideas.”
The only part of Candace’s body betraying her excitement was the slight glint flashing in her eyes.Lick your lips while you’re at it.The more Vanessa mulled over Mitch’s earlier words, the more she understood what her partner meant by Candace holding back multiple parts of herself. Everything was a test of restraint, but that didn’t mean a woman with great self-control didn’t getexcited.Hell, she was practically elated to hear whatever scenario Vanessa put forth. Was this part of the kink for her?
“Michelle is the real entertainer here. In the end, I’m the one following her desires to keep her happy as my pet.” Vanessa played right into the idea that the only reasonshehad Mitch was because of timing and because she was desperate to keep one of the most lusted-after submissive women on the circuit.To the point I let her do whatever she wants. Including flirting with other Dommes like you, Candace.Vanessa reiterated the thought by clutching Mitch by the back of the neck and squeezing her delicate muscles. To Mitch, it was a feel-good move for a part of her body that held the most traumatic tension; to Candace, it was a powerfully possessive move that asserted Michelle Cruise was on the market, but only for the right price. “I think you and your guests would be happiest if most, if not all, of the attention were on her while she’s here. You’ve got your darling hostesses who double as eye candy and, I don’t doubt, more for the right person.” She glanced at Thalia, who smiled back at her. “But they wear many hats in your club. Michelle is more than entertainment. She’s a companion of the night. OfNight.”
Candace’s lips twitched. “Go on. Paint a picture.”
Vanessa released the back of her partner’s neck. Mitch stood, untying her jacket.
“I’ll let her speak for herself.”
Mitch dropped her jacket to the couch. Candace’s gaze lingered not on Mitch’s face, but on her naked body – or nearly-naked, since Mitch wore nothing more than a pair of underwear and leather straps that crisscrossed her torso. Her breasts were lifted by one strap each, but aside from the cross on her navel, there was nothing but skin.
And the collar around her throat, which Vanessa would get to later.
“Yes, everyone loves a beautiful naked woman in their midst.” Candace could pretend to be unimpressed, but Vanessa now searched for the signs that this woman didn’t just want to sleep with Mitch – she wanted to possess her like Vanessa did.In a normal relationship between us,Vanessa mused while Mitch stood between her and Candace, bumping her hip and pushing her stiletto heel into the floor to give her more height,I’d keep her at a great distance.Mitch could take care of herself, but Vanessa was a fan of never putting her partner into dangerous situations with people who couldn’t honor the damn safe word. Because if there was one thing Mitch was less shy about than her sexuality, it was using her safe word when her mood took a turn in a scene. “They’ll want more from her, if I’m allowed to be crass.”
“Think of how you can sell it to your clients and your friends,” Mitch said in Vanessa’s stead. “You have me every time your club is open. I’m here, available. I’ll do whatever you want on that stage. I’ll strip naked and crawl across the laps of every guest here. I’ll linger in the open doorway as two of your friends get it on in one of those rooms.” Mitch stopped short of touching Candace’s couch. When she hooked her knee against the cushion, Vanessa held her breath. Candace could easily touch Mitch.
What if she wanted more than that right now?
“I enjoy a lot of party games, like the one we played in your personal dungeon, Ms. Lister.” Mitch intentionally blocked Candace’s view of Vanessa, who reached into her purse and wrapped a silver chain around her hand. “I know many more, too. I mean it when I say I’ll do anything while on the clock. Maybe my Mistress is here to play for their entertainment… maybe I’ll come alone.”
Vanessa stopped winding the chain around her hand. They’d have alongtalk about that.
“As it is,” Mitch bent over, her breasts right in Candace’s face, “the only rule is that they have to respect my Mistress’s claim on me. All look, the illusion of touch. Unless I say differently. It’s like the perfect litmus test for how trustworthy some of your guests are.”
“A test that can get you in trouble with your Mistress if she’s not here,” Candace teased. “When Thalia gives herself away, that’s the deal. You? You’re a tease.”
“I’m entertainment. You said so yourself.”
“The amount of money I’m considering offering…” Candace pried her nose away from the breasts in her face. Mitch stepped back. “You have to be better than even I know you are.” She lifted the wineglass she had left behind. “I think an audition is in order.”
Vanessa set aside her purse, the chain completely wrapped around her left hand. “What a coincidence. I was thinking about offering. Michelle…” She waited a single second for her voice to be heard. “Heel.”
Even with the potential danger hanging in the night, Vanessa couldn’t help but find the image of her naked partner turning around in the middle of this blue-lit club absolutelybreathtaking.Nobody exuded confidence like Mitch, who knew herself far better than any other woman could claim.Not even me. I simply pretend to understand her so well.As Vanessa’s admiration and love for her partner swelled in her heart, she brought herself back down to Earth, a place where their playtime was limited to the mission at hand.
This was not for fun. This was not for pleasure.
Even if they might feel it for a fleeting moment.
Chapter 9
Vanessaheldtheleashtaut in her hand. If she released her grip, more of the chain would slip through her fingers, giving Mitch more room to breathe – and play.
For now, though, Vanessa had to not only assert her dominance in front of another woman, but she had to remind Mitch what the boundaries were for this potentially dangerous operation.Don’t give this woman more than she can safely take.Those were the parameters. Even if it turned out that Candace was completely innocent regarding the accusations against her, she carried yellow flags in her back pocket like Vanessa always carried a leash and moisturizer in her purse. It was part of Candace Lister’s whole demeanor. She might not do anything illegal, but that didn’t make her the safest Domme to taunt, let alone on her own turf.
“I have to commend your physique, Michelle.” Candace spoke as if Vanessa weren’t there, which was exactly how the couple wanted it. “You’ve got such a wonderfully feminine body yet look at all of those muscles under there.”
