Chapter 13
She hadn’t been home for two days before she was due back at the place where, as Danica put it, everything between them began.
Even though she knew her girlfriend owned the club, she tried not to think about it.
Shit was embarrassing. While most of the people working there seemed nice, they were more than likely put out that Alicia failed that stupid test. When she thought about Danica’s “test?” She didn’t care if it led to their whirlwind of a romance. She cared that Danica had been a jerk.
“You. Are. Stunning.” Danica sat back in the nicer of the two chairs in Alicia’s living room.
Never thought I would actually see her here.
This apartment was much too pedestrian for a woman like her.
That’s why she sent over people like Ms. Clayborn, who now stood in the background and tried not to pay attention to the kink being displayed before her.
She’s not looking anyone in the eye tonight.
“I admit, I worried that it wouldn’t fit you, my pet, but the shopkeeper really did know her measurements. All she did was look at your picture.”
Don’t know how I feel about that. How many people in the world now stared at her photos, trying to figure out her measurements? Too many. “I’m glad that it delights you, ma’am.” She was freezing in this lingerie set, but who the hell was paying attention? Ha. Ha.
When she received the ensemble her sweet Mistress had picked out for her earlier that day, Alicia nearly doubled over.
One thing to ask her to wear sexy lingerie when they were alone, quite another to expect it of her when they were out for the evening!
A slick black trench coat was provided for the outdoors, but Alicia didn’t doubt it was supposed to come off the moment they were in the club again.
The poor girl was dressed in a simple black push-up bra and a barely-there thong that made her ass cheeks look ready for anything. Like some spankings.
Black flats graced her feet. Her hair was pulled up in a loose bun, no decoration. Aside from the collar around her throat and the emerald ring on her right hand, she wore no adornments at all. Until Danica presented her with a glittery black mask, anyway.
“How does it feel?” Danica stood from the well-used chair and tucked back some of Alicia’s hair. The sweet gesture did not go unappreciated. Or did anything but make Alicia feel so aroused that her nipples poked right through her bra padding. “Comfortable?”
It made her nose itch a little, but otherwise, it fit snugly over her eyes. The slits were big enough for her to see through, anyway. “I’m comfortable when I’m with you.”
Danica picked up the trench coat and kissed her on the cheek. “Let’s get going, then. The party is probably in full swing by now. I should know. I’m throwing it.”
Alicia tied her coat and took Danica’s hand as they walked out of the building. Candice, who had to work and still did not see the full extent of Alicia’s new lifestyle, sent her a text bidding her to have fun that night. Alicia hoped she would.
She wanted to believe that every night with her girlfriend would be fun. When they returned to the scene of their original crime? Nerves mounted. Not even the warmth of the backseat of Danica’s limo could make her feel anything but chills.
“Tonight will be exciting, my pet,” she muttered in Alicia’s ear, hand stroking her bare thigh.
“I think you’ll enjoy yourself immensely, once you get into it.
” Danica chuckled. “I have few rules for you tonight. All I want is for you to enjoy your role. You may be nervous now, but I think that once you soak up the atmosphere, you’ll get into it. ”
“I hope so, ma’am.” Alicia was definitely into the way Danica touched her skin, that was for sure. She slid her hand between Danica’s legs, on the hunt for warmth.
“No,” she said, pulling Alicia’s hand away.
“You must ask permission. Best not to forget. I don’t want to have to punish you later for disobeying my simplest orders.
I only wish to reward you with what makes you happiest.” That grin, when it was so genuine, if rare, always did Alicia in.
“I think I have some good ideas about what makes you happy.”
They pulled up in front of a familiar block. Alicia took a deep breath. She would need it.
Obey and have fun. If she told herself that enough times, it might become second nature.
Obey and have fun. The door beside her opened, a valet extending his hand to her.
Obey and have fun. She quietly thanked the man as she waited for Danica to join her on the busy sidewalk.
Obey and have fun. She trusted this woman.
It was the other people she wasn’t sure she trusted to be good to her.
“Right this way, Ms. Moreau.” The bouncer opened the main entrance to Midnight, a short landing giving way to a staircase that dipped down into the earth. Music thrummed from within. “Ms. Colbert.”
Alicia stepped back at how easily this man, whom she had only met the one day she worked at the club, said her name. What was his name again? Joe? He had quipped about her pretty hair when they briefly met a month ago. Now he recognized her as the boss’s girlfriend.
Life sure changed quickly.
“Ms. Moreau!” Shit! Now it was one of the coat check girls. “Would you care to leave us your coat tonight, ma’am?” The young woman glanced between her boss and old coworker.
“Alicia,” she said softly. As if jabbed in the ass by her word, Alicia untied the front of her coat and let it drop off her body. The coat check girl noticed Alicia’s naked midriff and arms as she took the coat. “How do things look in there?” Danica then asked the young woman.
Her full attention went to Danica when she wasn’t hanging up Alicia’s coat. “The place is rather busy, ma’am.”
“Bringing in good revenue, I should hope.”
“I should think so, Ms. Moreau.”
Danica turned Alicia’s head in her direction. “I want you to pay special attention to this club tonight, my pet. More so than when you worked here. I want to know your thoughts later.”
“Why, ma’am?”
“You’re questioning me?”
“No…” She had almost forgotten they were deep in what Danica called a “scene.” The woman wanted a more lifestyle type of BDSM relationship with her, but calling something a scene made it easier for Alicia to slip into the mindset. “Just wondering.”
“Trust me, Alicia. There’s a lot you’ll be able to take away from tonight. Let’s get going so these fine people behind us can check in.”
Alicia bit her lip. “So you can make more money off them, I’m sure.”
“See? You’re catching on already.”
She couldn’t help but wonder how much these people really spent in one night at this club.
Thousands, obviously. Tens of thousands?
Money matters hadn’t concerned Alicia during the short time she worked here.
She didn’t conduct transactions. Her only job was to get guests settled and make sure they stayed comfortable throughout the night.
Alicia stopped wondering when they halted outside the main gallery, and Danica pulled something from her inner pocket.
A long, silver chain.
“Ma’am?” Alicia took a step back.
“You must understand, my pet.” The chain snapped between hands. “Once we walk into that room, you are my pet, and I am your Mistress. That brings with it a certain image. I didn’t get you a collar with a ring by accident.”
Alicia touched the ring in the center of her collar, eyes never leaving the end of the leash.
“Any humiliation you feel can be transformed into power.” The end of the leash tickled Alicia’s cleavage. “We feed off each other’s power.”
She said nothing as Danica snapped the leash into place. Her gentle tug against the throat sent a wild shiver down Alicia’s spine.
“You belong to me. Don’t you?”
Hard to argue when she implored like that. Alicia flicked the leash dangling between them and motioned to the other room. “You can parade my body around all you want, Mistress,” she whispered. “Know that your heart belongs to me.”
Danica kissed her, desperate to have her right now before Alicia even made her grand, kinky debut. Alicia barely registered the other couple walking by them, taking in the sight of the club owner and her brand-new pet making out as a leash dangled between them. Did someone giggle? Did Alicia care?
“You’re damn straight my heart belongs to you.” Danica pulled away, leash still in her hand. “Be sure that you take good care of it, and I’ll be sure to take good care of all of you.”
“See that you do, ma’am.”
“See that you’re the most obedient, beautiful submissive woman out there tonight. We both have an image to maintain.”
“Whatever you want, Mistress.”
The most frightening thing was that Alicia was on the verge of truly giving her anything she wanted. She had already given her so much, virginity not considered. It wasn’t about her body and her comfort zones anymore. It was about her heart, like it was about Danica’s.
“I want you, Alicia.” The other end of the leash wound tight around Danica’s jacket sleeve.
“I want you every night. I want you every morning. I want you to be mine tonight, tomorrow, forever. I don’t care if there’s anyone against us.
It doesn’t matter to me. It’s our lives to do what we will and what feels good. ” Danica kissed her. “Are you ready?”
“I was born ready to serve you, ma’am.”
“Why, Ms. Colbert…” The leash tugged against her throat. “I dare say you know how to speak to a woman like me.”
Danica led the way into the main room, a world that felt so different now that Alicia didn’t have anyone to concern herself with but her girlfriend.
No, she’s more than my girlfriend. She’s my everything.
Alicia didn’t believe it was healthy to have her entire life revolve around one thing – let alone a woman – but for one night every so often? There was no harm in that, right?