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Dylan held out her hand to her. If she took it, it meant she would stay and let Dylan guide her deeper into the darkness of sex work, somewhere she never wanted to be. She placed her hand in Dylan’s, accepting the fact that not only did she trust this woman, but she wanted this woman inside her.
With a squeeze of hands, Dylan said, “You won’t regret this.”
They walked hand in hand to the arena, but when they entered, Dylan let go. Ari made her way to the side where the floor girls sat, and Dylan took her place next to the management team on stage. Maxi stepped forward as she addressed the group.
She wore a black bra and panties with a lacy cape that trailed behind her. Her black laced boots with three-inch metal heels reached her thighs. She held dominance in her palm, and her style was a marked contrast from Dylan’s steampunk vibe of brown leathers and buckles. Maybe in another world, Ari might have gravitated to the feminine Mistress, but Dylan’s strength provided Ari with a sense of protection from this shadowy world.
“Good evening, my lovelies. I have gathered you tonight to discuss an incredibly special event next week.”
As Ari watched the melodramatic address delivered to the room, she noticed Dylan’s eyes widen as they darted toward Maxi, who continued, “Our beloved member, Corina Cove, is turning fifty this coming Friday. She’s purchased the club for twenty-four hours because what we have planned will take that long. Her birthday wish is to please fifty submissive ladies, one for every year she has been alive, and now that we have welcomed Ariel to our roster, we can satisfy our favorite member’s wish.”
The room filled with applause. Everyone clapped, signaling their praise of the upcoming event. Everyone except Ari and Dylan. With an authoritative swipe of Maxi’s hand, the room fell silent.
“That’s fifty orgasms to be had in one day, and I know some of you girls won’t come easily, so it’s going to be an all-day event, I am sure. Clear your calendars because no one is leaving until everyone juices for her. And I mean it, we don’t want any disappointed clients now, do we? The festivities start at midnight next Friday.”
Dylan shook her head, pressing her lips into a straight line; the expression did not go unnoticed. Maxi called her out, “Dylan, dear, do you have something you’d like to say?”
Her eyes darted to Ari, then back to Maxi. “No, Ma’am. It’s an honor that Madame Cove wants to celebrate with us. Bringing fifty women to orgasm, all on one day, is a feat. I can’t wait to see it happen.”
“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. All my girls are excited about the event. There is a bonus for everyone that night. Madame Cove has graciously tipped everyone in advance. Now, let’s have a wonderful time tonight and let the pleasure begin.”
The room dispersed, sending women in all directions. Ari glanced at the stage, knowing she was supposed to be on Dylan’s leash, but Maxi grabbed Dylan’s arm and dragged her to the side. While Ari couldn’t hear what was said, Maxi gritted her teeth and seethed her words toward Dylan, who glanced in Ari’s direction with an unmistakable expression that told her Dylan’s sheltered possession had ended. She was going to have to wear big girl panties going forward.
When Dylan stepped off the stage without the same air of strength usually encapsulated within her presence, she headed in Ari’s direction. With no words, she knew to follow and march silently toward the inevitable.
Behind the safety of the closed door, Dylan finally spoke, “Tonight will be the last night of your training. Tomorrow night, you are to report to Maxi with the rest of the girls.”
Conflict arose in Ari’s mind as she questioned if Dylan’s response was personal or driven by a concern for Ari’s safety in a corrupt business. The subtle tremor of Dylan’s upper lip made the answer obvious. She lifted her hand to Dylan’s cheek, but instead of welcoming it, Dylan gripped her wrist.
“Those women do not want your love. They want your submission to whatever kink they’re into. Shit like this will get you punished a hundred times worse than what you experienced today. And it will not be pleasurable. You need to check your emotions at the door, Miss Delgado. Now, you have a lot of work to do if you’re going to be ready for tomorrow.”
“I remember telling you I wanted to quit,” Ari said, pulling her hand from Dylan’s viselike grip.
“No one quits, Ari. Now, on your knees.”
What the hell did she get herself into? Ari stepped back, trying to read Dylan’s expression, which was blanker than the BDSM canvas she was. Ari swallowed hard. Her heart dropped to her stomach as she dropped to her knees. The words barely came out. “Yes, Boss.”
“Thank you, my pet. Now, you cannot go out on the floor with blood on your dress. Since there are two options for clothes tonight, go with the second.” Dylan pulled the tie around her waist, opening the dress. With one quick swoosh, it fell from her shoulders. Dylan led Ari, wearing nothing more than the leather collar secured around her neck, out of the office and onto the floor of hungry women.
Chapter 14
The next evening, as the dinner bell chimed and echoed into every room through the club’s intercom system, Dylan logged out of her computer, locked her office door, and headed to La Prizonye. At the start of each night, Cooper rang the old brass bell mounted behind the bar. It was the signal that the evening meeting was about to begin.
For two weeks, Dylan looked forward to Ari popping her head into her office before every shift, but on that night, she didn’t even come to say hello at the beginning of her shift. They both dreaded what was to come. Since Ari arrived at Adytum, Dylan felt revitalized and energized. She looked forward to showing up and educating Ari in the ways of BDSM. It had been slow going, not wanting to scare Ari away. They had something. Together, they teetered along the fine line between mutual attraction and sexual tension. And the previous night was the first time Dylan had ever really raised a hand to Ari. It scared both of them.
Neither one was ready for whatever malevolent plan Maxi had in store for Ari. However, this was all on Dylan. The woman never should have stepped foot into Adytum, and now Maxi demanded her presence on the floor for the clients to chew up and spit out.
As Dylan walked toward La Prizonye, she saw Ari walking ahead by herself. She realized that by keeping Ari on a leash at her side, she had isolated her from the comradery of the women in Adytum. It was her own greed, possessiveness, and lust that put Ari in the situation she was now in. Despite battling her own inner demons, she couldn’t shake the memory of Ari’s request just a day ago that she teach her how to work the floor.
Dylan felt foolish for even thinking they could have a flourishing relationship in this fucked up world. She half expected Ari not to show up. Not that anyone ever quit Adytum. Those who tried found themselves back the next night with diminished spirits, just as Ari looked now. Those who didn’t return were most likely exiled from the city due to the power of the Delacroix family. Perhaps it was a failsafe to protect Adytum from some raunchy exposé being published about the inner workings of the club.
Adytum was not like any other job and Dylan knew as much when she sold her soul to work for Maxi and her family. In return, they took good care of Dylan. As long as she remained loyal, the Delacroix family catered to her every need.
In the middle of La Prizonye, the laughter of the working girls filled the air. Dylan’s heart sank at the sight of a solemn Ari in the middle of the din of chatter. She would rather not see her at all than with other women who do not appreciate her. If only she could scoop Ari off and run away with her. She had been in such turmoil over Ari that she didn’t notice Maxi slip in behind her until she pressed her palm into Dylan’s shoulder. “Is she ready?”
“To be honest, no. But that’s on me,” said Dylan, not bothering to look at Maxi. She wasn’t mad at Maxi for making an employee work; she hated herself for hiring Ari for her own selfish reasons.
“Exactly. I’m glad you see the error of your ways. Oh, and do not ever test my patience and trust again. Remember, this is on you when those women eat her alive tonight.”
