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Mitch was on her hands and knees, but unable to get closer to the woman who held back from petting her. Vanessa remembered the other party. She had caught glimpses of her pet enticing Candace to touch her, but the woman held herself back like a woman deathly allergic to the prettiest cat in the room.What’s your story, Lister?There might be one. Or maybe Candace got off on denying herself even the slightest touch.
“What can I say?” Mitch sat on her legs, palms spread on the floor on either side of her. “I like to keep fit. There’s a lot to be said for exercising, ma’am.”
“It accomplishes many things, doesn’t it?”
Vanessa gave slightly more slack to the leash. Mitch took that as her cue to climb up onto the couch, her body always turned toward Candace, whose unspoken language dictated that Mitch not touch her.Good.Mitch knew not to touch unless invited, no matter how much she desired to flirt under her Mistress’s watch.
Once again, not a normal night entertaining someone.
“What do you like in a potential partner?” Mitch softly asked while covertly fixing one of the straps digging into her flesh. “How outgoing do you like your girls?”
“I didn’t realize I was looking for a new partner.”
“Of course, I didn’t mean to imply you were…” Mitch was a master at closing the distance between herself and others without touching them. She did so now as she wrapped her entire aura around Candace, devouring her with the sexual energy of a young and submissive pet who knewexactlywhat she was doing.You can’t train that in a woman.Vanessa allowed a smirk on her prideful face.You can train her to do a lot of things, but not that.Every day, Vanessa couldn’t believe her luck.
The way they met, though…
“I just want to show you what I’m capable of. How I can entertain your guests without touching them. Unless they and my Mistress say I can.”
“What if I told you I remember more about how we previously met at Hellfire?” Candace asked. “At a VIP party about a year ago. What’s funny is that I couldn’t tell you if it was arranged by the club or if you and your Mistress are that good at creating a fervor around you whenever you show up as regular guests.”
“I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific than that, Ms. Lister,” Mitch said.
“We sat in a circle much like this one. You only got in if you were a big enough VIP member on the circuit, because you were offering more service than you are right now.”
“Was I wearing a leash? Because sometimes I’m not.”
“Oh, no, your Mistress allowed you to wander around like the gorgeous slut you are.”
Candace’s steely demeanor threatened to cut Vanessa across the cheek, but Mitch’s partner was not fazed. Nor did she say anything in return.If she thinks she can insult me, she’s got another think coming.The only way to insult Vanessa was through Mitch, and if Mitch was having a good time, how was that insulting to anyone?
“You gave everyone very careful attention.” Candace refocused hers on Mitch, who leaned against the back of the couch with her whole body on display to the woman she teased. “I remember that much. You left that night with a lot of bracelets on your wrist.”
“Ah, the bracelet party. That’s not the only one I did this year, but I think I know what one you’re talking about.”
“I normally detest bracelet parties. Bead parties. Whatever we call them now.” Candace finally eased into the conversation, playing with her hair while pushing her body closer toward Mitch. Vanessa tugged on the leash. Her pet immediately scooted back slightly. “There was something about the vibe that night, though. You were on a mission, and I was intrigued.”
“I love bracelets.”
“You love attention, Michelle. The more sexual, the better. I can respect that.” Without looking at Vanessa again, she asked, “What I wonder is what your Mistress gets out of it. Being attached to the nation’s pet has to be exhausting.”
Mitch’s giggle was too facetious.Now that’s something I need to train better.Mitch had embraced many aspects of her femininity, but she still wasn’t the most convincing whengiggling.Didn’t bother Vanessa, but sometimes their audience was put off by how fake Mitch sounded when she attempted to imitate what shethoughtgirly-girls did instead of being herself.
“She loves letting me explore my desires, and I love pleasing people.” Mitch pushed her thumb into the back of her wig as she leaned her elbow against the back of the couch. “Especially strong women like you, Ms. Lister. There’s something about locking eyes with a Domme from across the room and knowing that she could treat me to something new. Every woman has her way of playing, you know. Her signature. I wonder what yours is?”
“I’m distressed to hear that you don’t remember. Just because I refused to kiss you that night didn’t mean you didn’t get an ugly green bracelet from me. In fact, I was happy to be rid of the thing. They give you three for the whole night. Three! How much action do they think someone can get?”
“A kiss is hardly action in my book.”
“Of course not, but I’m old-fashioned. I like a tighter connection to the woman I’m about to put my hands all over. I don’t care if she’s been through others before she gets to me…” Candace leaned closer. “But I’m the last one she sees for a long, long time. I want my mark to be so intense that even a single kiss leaves her completely beholden to me for months. Years.”
Mitch didn’t miss a beat. “You’re a romantic.”
“And you’re a slut.”
The laughter echoing out of Mitch’s chest was genuine this time.
“You’ve told me that you likesluts,Ms. Lister.” The joy in Mitch’s tone was unmistakable. She enjoyed this cat-and-mouse game as much as she enjoyed a good bracelet party while Vanessa silently watched through a voyeuristic lens. “So, don’t you like me? Don’t you want to see what I can do for you in only five minutes?”
