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helped her to her stomach and began soothing the oil into the
soft skin of her legs, back, and butt. "Tell me about your week." I
kept my voice gentle. This was her time and she needed a reward for giving me
her trust. I listened attentively and made the right sounds of encouragement
when called for.
    "He didn't call. I waited all week and now I know he won't be
back. I loved him but he couldn’t accept what I needed."
    "When’s the last time you saw your therapist Angela?”
    “I saw her two weeks ago and she told me Aaron probably wasn’t the
guy for me but I was still hoping he would give us a chance.”
    “Is that why you requested I use the whip tonight?"
    "Yes Mistress, I needed to forget the rest of the world.
Thank you."
    My hands continued to glide gently over her firm buttocks and
upper thighs. Angela's body was beautiful. If I was gay, I would be in love
with this messed up beautiful woman. The men in her life were stupid. “Turn
over and let me get the front.”
    I began rubbing the oil into her breasts, upper thighs, and
stomach. Towards the end of the scene, I struck her perfectly groomed pussy a
few times because I knew it would take her over the top. Now, I made sure I
massaged the faint red lines to take away the sting.
    Angela’s breathing quickened but she knew my rules; no sex outside
of a scene or you were no longer one of my treasured subs. I was strict and
never deviated from my rules. I also never took a permanent sub. It was all in
the not so fine print of the contract they signed before I worked with them.
    "You’re beautiful Angela." I plucked her nipples with a
little twist and she groaned in response. I kissed her cheek and helped her sit
up. Grabbing a soft towel from a shelf below the bench I wrapped it around her
and took a quick peek at the time. I had forty five minutes until my next
scene. Angela needed me more than I needed my low-cal snack break so she got
her wish. We sat on the couch and my sweet little sub asked permission to lay
her head in my lap. My fingers ran through her blonde strands and I listened
while she spoke more about her life.
    This was the time it all became worthwhile and our poor fucked up
lives took solace from human touch and caring. I sipped on bottled water and
gave Angela another full bottle to make sure she stayed hydrated. I hated the
post scene sub drop and having this bonding time helped us both avoid the
feeling of aching loneliness.
    “Are you going home now or will you hang around for a while?” I
knew the Mediterranean Club was not the best place after a scene but there was
little I could do but ask Raul to keep his eyes open.
    “I'm going home but I'll make an appointment with you for next
week.”
    “I'll miss you until then.” The towel slipped off her breasts and
they begged for attention but it wouldn’t be from me. I took her lips in a soft
kiss. My gaze traveled up as the door to my private world opened. My hand
clenched suddenly in Angela's hair though I softened my grip immediately.
    “This room is off limits. Please leave and close the door behind
you.” I expected the door to shut immediately but an unfamiliar man entered. He
was over six foot of tall, breathtakingly gorgeous, and ever so lickable. His
aggressive stride brought him completely into my private sanctuary. His hot
body didn’t belong at the MC.
    I held Angela still as her muscles tensed and she tried to move
her head from my lap.
    “If you take another step, I'll have security throw you out of the
club and have your membership revoked.” It was the best I could come up with
when what I really wanted was to replace the date with my vibrator and use the
stud standing at my door.
    “I'm afraid it's your boss who gave me permission to come in
here.” Dark dangerous eyes looked into mine. He gave a quick glance at the
nearly naked woman in my lap but then zeroed in on me again.
    His voice was sexual, deep, and commanding. Angela's body trembled
in my arms. I began