Submission Under the Mistletoe by Yvette Hines Read Free Book Online Page A

from squirming under the sharp
appraisal.
    “ Come sit with me for a moment.”
The Domme walked away, not anticipating being disobeyed.
    Understanding an order when she heard one, Gabriella
slipped from the barstool; grabbing her drink she followed the
voluptuous, statuesque woman.
    The woman led her to one of the quiet areas in the
dungeon, where there were several small couches, and plush chairs,
the lighting was subdued; a place normally reserved for aftercare
for a Dom/sub following a play session.
    No one was present in the area at the moment, most
likely because scenes were just getting started and there was no
need for it yet.
    Master Pam set her cup and saucer down on the small
table as Gabriella took the seat beside her.
    “ China Doll, I have been watching
you for well over a year. I’ve seen you come and go with several
Doms in that time,” The older woman said.
    Unable to meet the woman’s gaze, Gabriella stared
down at her hands. She knew the Domme was concerned; Gabriella
clearly picked that up in the woman’s voice.
    Cupping her chin, the dominant woman beside her
turned Gabriella’s face toward her. “What are you looking for,
darling?”
    That one simple question brought an ache in her
chest. Gabriella inhaled a sharp breath, keeping her composure,
with this kindhearted Domme, who was like a mother figure to her,
it would be too easy to give into the emotions rocketing through
her body.
    Swallowing, Gabriella confessed, “I don’t know,
Ma’am.”
    “ Don’t you think you owe it to
yourself and whatever Dom that gets the honor of having you submit
to them, to discover that?” Master Pam lowered her hand. “Instead
of haunting the halls of Strong Blends.”
    “ Probably, Ma’am.” Leaning back,
Gabriella focused on the wall behind the chair across from them. “I
wouldn’t know where to start.”
    With a compassionate hand on her shoulder, Master
Pam said, “Well I’m positive that after what happened the other
night you know what you don’t want. So, to find what you want,
start with your heart. Everyone comes into the lifestyle for
something. Something they can’t get on the other side of the
metaphorical door, in the vanilla world. Start with those two
things and I guarantee you’ll begin to unravel the mystery of the
Dom you truly need that will best suit you.”
    Hearing the other woman’s kind admonishment,
Gabriella understood that this wasn’t the place she needed to be
tonight. Sure wasn’t even sure any longer when she needed to come
again. However, she’d leave that mental conversation for another
day. “Thank you, Master Pam.”
    “ Bring it in, China Doll.” The
Domme pulled her into a tight hug.
    Gabriella relaxed for a moment, appreciating the
sweet herbal scent that was always around the woman, and her warm,
kind embrace.
    “ Okay, now let me get back to
Marigold.” Releasing her, the woman rose from the couch. “That sub
of mine has been looking forward to a little electro play all
week.”
    Standing up, beside her, Gabriella smiled. “I know
you’re the one to do it right, Ma’am.”
    “ Hell, yea, I am.” With a kiss to
Gabriella’s cheek and a big smile, the FemDom strutted away to a
medium height Asian girl who was kneeling nude by the violet wand
station.
    Taking a deep breath and ready to leave, Gabriella
turned away and went to the ladies changing room. Instead of
putting back on her jeans, sweater and boots, she opted to pull her
long wool coat over her outfit. Grabbing her bag out of the locker,
she headed out.
    Her emotions were all over the place, she felt raw
and open after the conversation with the other woman. Being at
Strong Blends with so much palpable honest submission wasn’t
helping.
    At the back door, she spotted the mistletoe dangling
from the ceiling. Then her memory flooded back to the man she’d
kissed; the one that helped her to free herself from Reel. He was
why she’d come here.
    An idiotic decision for several reasons,