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way into the room. Meagan closed the door behind them and then joined the couple in the middle of the room.
    â€œAside from the oddness of it,” Meagan said to Melissa, “how do you feel at this moment?”
    Melissa was still staring at the bowed head of her Master. “It’s . . . I don’t know . . . so many things.” She took a deep breath. “I guess if I had to pick one word, I’d go with humbled. I feel very humbled at the moment.”
    â€œYou seem surprised by that,” Meagan said.
    â€œI am.”
    â€œWhy?”
    â€œIt’s crazy, I know. I’ve always heard Doms say submission is a gift, but it didn’t click until right now.” She looked up at Meagan, and her eyes were filled with unshed tears. “It really is, isn’t it? He’s so vulnerable in that position. And he’s staying there for me. For me to do with him what I want. It’s . . . wow.”
    Meagan wondered if seeing her Master kneel before her would color the way Melissa viewed being a Top. She remembered the first time she experienced the emotional realization Melissa just had. How it had transformed into the need to care for the submissives she scened with. There was an element of control to be sure, but for her, like for Melissa, it was the longing to ensure the trust they gave was cared for and attended to.
    As it turned out, she didn’t have to wonder for long. Melissa sniffed. “I can’t.”
    Meagan almost didn’t hear, her voice was so low. “What?”
    â€œI can’t be a Top.”
    Meagan eyed Master G, but he didn’t move. “Do you think you could do it with someone who wasn’t your Master?” she asked.
    Melissa shook her head. “I don’t think so. Standing here, seeing Master like that? I don’t think it would be different with anyone else. I don’t want that much responsibility. It’s too much.”
    Meagan recalled Master G saying earlier in the evening that he didn’t think Melissa was a switch. Looked as if he was right.
    â€œI’m sorry I wasted your time,” Melissa said to Meagan.
    Meagan gave her a hug. “Oh, honey, you didn’t. My role was to help you see what you needed to see, and you have.”
    â€œThank you,” Melissa said, but her attention was already off Meagan. She knelt beside her Master, put her arms around him, and whispered, “And thank you for doing this to show me what you already knew.”
    Master G pulled his submissive into his arms and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle. Though she really hadn’t done anything, Meagan felt a bit more content. And judging by the way the couple on the floor was kissing, they didn’t need her any longer.
    She turned and started on her way out.
    â€œMeagan,” Master G said from behind her.
    â€œYes?”
    â€œThank you. I’m really glad you were here tonight.”
    And though she knew she wouldn’t feel the blissful peace that followed a scene, she was glad she was in the club, too. She took her time going down the stairs, thinking.
    What if she changed clothes so she could submit tonight? The night was young, and the scene with Melissa and Master G had invigorated her a bit. Made her feel more alive. She could take her boots off and walk barefoot. It wasn’t optimal, because she hated the feeling of dirt under her feet, but she could do it for a night.
    She could keep her skirt on and maybe either go topless orjust wear her bra. Yes, that would work. Moving faster, she hurried to the women’s locker room. On her way, she noticed Master C standing by the front desk.
    Damn.
    She’d told him she was here as a Top tonight. If he saw her, he’d want to play, and if she was with someone else, he’d think she lied to him.
    As she stood watching, a couple approached the door. There was really nothing overly noticeable about either of