Chapter 38 Seven #2
Time ticked by. She glanced at the clock over and over, hoping he’d come to find her so there’d be another opportunity for them to talk, but when thirty minutes had passed, Master J appeared from behind the screen that led to the club.
He nodded at her and walked to the front door.
He held it open, and she walked out into the cool air and allowed herself to be led to the car.
Kate wasn’t with her, so Emma sat in the front.
He drove her to the gate in silence, got out and took her through it.
At the chauffeured limo, he got in the back with her.
“Is the driver dropping you off at home, too?” she asked.
“No.”
“Then why…?”
“The club has rules about female subs traveling alone at night. Door-to-door service is the only way we can be sure nothing happens to you on our watch.”
“Yes, but didn’t Master Shay mention that I’m not coming back?” She’d brought it up because she wanted to talk about Shay. Had he told the others she wouldn’t be returning? What had been their reaction? And more importantly, had Shay seemed disappointed about her leaving?
“He did, but you’re still ours to protect tonight. Also there’s the matter of the blindfold.” Master J pulled a strip of black satin from his pocket. “Lean forward, Emma.”
Emma complied, and Master J secured the silky fabric around her eyes, just like they were preparing for a sex scene in the limo. She had a pang. All those great scene rooms, and she hadn’t gotten to try a single one.
She sat back against the cushions.
“Master J, do you mind if I talk to you during the drive? It’s… I find it a little unsettling to be blindfolded and silent.”
“Tell me about school.”
“There’s not much to tell. Where did Master Shay go to school?”
“I don’t recall.”
“I doubt that’s true,” she said softly. “I don’t think you forget much, Master J.”
“What gave you that impression?”
“I don’t know. Just a feeling.” She rested her head against the seat. “The club is really amazing. You guys must be very proud of it.”
“And yet,” he said.
“And yet, I’m leaving to never return? How can that be if I really think it’s amazing?”
“Right.”
“I guess I’m conflicted. Even though I was really intrigued by the club, I don’t think I could embrace all its rules.
I would hate for people to invest a lot of time and energy into training me only for me to realize it’s not the right thing and then leave.
Wouldn’t that be more disappointing than me bowing out now? ”
“Possibly.”
She sighed. “Was Master Shay upset?”
“Which would be more disappointing? If he was upset? Or if he wasn’t?” he asked in a mock ponderous tone.
Her lips curved into a smile. “Very funny.”
“I thought so.”
“Are you in a relationship, Master J?”
“Are you offering?”
She laughed softly.
“No, I’m not in a relationship,” he said.
“So the girl in the scene with you is an un-collared sub? Like Nikki? She does scenes with different Doms?”
“Exactly.”
“And when she’s in the regular world, she just lives her regular life without answering to anyone?”
“Everyone answers to someone.”
She held her arms out in an exasperated gesture. “You know what I mean.”
“I do, but you don’t need me to answer. You know the answer.”
Emma ground her teeth together in irritation. “If a woman can have amazing sex in the club, why would she need to date a Dom in real life? It would be so exhausting.”
“Especially for him.”
“For him? No, not for him. All he has to do is snap his fingers, and she jumps to obey. It must be nice to have a ‘beck and call’ girl to give him a blow job anytime he wants one.”
“Let me ask you something. When Master Shay finished your punishment, he had a lollipop for you. You took a lick. Did you resent it?”
“No, I’m not talking about Master Shay.”
“If he’d wanted you to suck him dry, would you have resented doing it?”
“No. This is a hypothetical conversation about other people. Not about Shay and me.”
“This is a conversation about how you don’t want to be collared by Master Rory, and you don’t want your friend to be either.”
“How—why do you say that?”
“Doms are a very attentive bunch. So about this not-really-hypothetical conversation you’re trying to have with me? Stop trying to have it. You need to worry less about a girl who’s getting exactly what she signed up for and more about a girl who needs a club membership and doesn’t have one.”
“I don’t need a club membership. I was just fine before the club.”
“Were you? Got a Dom at home waiting to give you that scene you didn’t get to do tonight? And won’t get to do tomorrow night? Or the next?”
She exhaled. “Master J, just because you’re a Dom, doesn’t mean you know everything.”
“No, but one thing I do know is what a sub needs. I make it my business to know. So does every Dom who wants to get what he needs.”
“Well, it’s too late now. I already quit.”
“If you say so.” Master J tugged the blindfold off. “I believe this is your stop.”
The driver opened the door for her.
“Oh,” she said, startled by the sudden appearance of street lamps and her building.
“Good night, Cinderella. Thanks for visiting the ball.”
She climbed out of the car. “Goodnight.”