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one Blake asked knew
anything about Patti’s whereabouts. They waited until midnight, but she didn’t
turn up.
    Cameron
was driving that night and he dropped Blake at his apartment.
    “Hey,
don’t give up hope. She could be on vacation somewhere. She could be visiting
friends or family out of town. I’ll ask Amanda if she can find anything out.”
Blake gave Cameron an affectionate thump on the shoulder before he got out of
the car.
    Cameron
thought about the situation as he drove home. I’ll give it another week of checking The Club and then I’ll try to
forget her. He told himself that as he parked in his wide driveway. The
moonlight lent a silver sheen to the potted shrubs on his porch and glinted in
the glass of the front door. It reminded Cameron of the night in the park with Patti.
He unlocked the door and punched in the security PIN, cursing. “Fucking hell, I
really wanted her in my life.”
     

 
    Chapter Eight
     
    Patti
stayed away from The Club for two weeks nursing her disappointment about
Cameron. The deprivation was acute and forced Patti’s suppressed loneliness to
the fore. She forgot about booking a vacation and on the Wednesday night of the
third week, she dressed in a favorite dark blue cocktail dress, and went to the
club . I’ll find someone else. He lied to
me. He has someone and I don’t. I need to move on, get back in the saddle as
the stupid … stupid, saying goes. What a fool I was to believe in him. What the
hell … fuck it! Fuck it all. The first guy who approaches me can soothe me.
    She
soaked up the familiar atmosphere as she walked into the main room of The Club.
The dim light welcomed her. The low thump of the dance music surrounded her.
She cast a quick glance around to assess if there might be a free Master to
help her chase the memories of lying,
cheating, Cameron, away for the night.
    Master
Dominic sat on one of the leather couches adjacent to the dance floor. His long
legs encased in black pants and his usual black leather, calf-length boots, he
caught Patti’s eye before she bowed her head.
    Patti
walked quietly, head down to a table close by. The underskirt of her dress
rustled as she perched delicately on a chair. She knew Dominic would give her
release, but she had to earn it. Desire coiled in her stomach as she watched a
scene happening at another table. Patti pushed away memories of Cameron as the
Dom pulled his Sub across his knee and spanked her. The low moans of pleasure
from the Sub grew rhythmic as the Dom gave the last slap and pushed his fingers
into the Sub’s pussy. Patti watched his thrusting fingers, hypnotized, with her
nipples peaking against the stiff bodice of her dress and her pussy clenching.
Her need for sex grew with each of the Sub’s gasps until Patti rocked on the
end of her seat with an edgy frown and her tongue pressed against her top lip.
    Under
this crush of desire fueled by loneliness, she didn’t know Master Dominic had
moved until he ran his hand across her bare shoulders. She arched to his touch,
her head lifting as he placed his hand on the nape of her neck.
    “What’s
going on, Patti? You’re distraught.”
    She
shivered as he ran a finger up and down her backbone. “Sorry, Master Dominic.”
    He
grasped a handful of her hair and brought her to stand before him.
    The
move served to harden her nipples even more as the smallest sting ran across
her scalp, and then he’d relaxed his grip and held her head, the pad of his
thumb pressed on her lips.
    A
clench contracted Patti’s stomach muscles. Her pussy creamed. She’d not worn
panties and the wetness reached to the tops of her inner thighs.
    “You
didn’t answer my question. I can’t see you in such need, when I know you have
no regular Master or Dom, but I want an answer from you. I think you need a spanking––to
remind you who I am––before I give you release.”
    Patti
closed her eyes with pleasure. Master Dominic would ease her need. She swayed
toward him in