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fine.”
“Good, then let’s get to it.”
She began to follow Master Barry back to the bar, but Master Turner placed a hand on her wrist. “I’ll see you before you leave this evening, Charlene. Make sure you wait for me before you go home.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Such a good little sub.” Master Turner caressed her inner wrist with his thumb and then released her.
Charlie worked steadily through the night, chatting with the friendly Doms and steering clear of the ones who weren’t so friendly. But she couldn’t get her mind off the scene with Masters Turner and Barry. Her pussy felt swollen and every time her mind drifted back, cream leaked onto her thighs. She had never thought that being ordered around and then giving up all control would be such a turn-on. She just hoped that the two Masters were as pleased with her as she was with them. If their shouts of completion were anything to go by, they were. Charlie couldn’t wait for them to make love with her again. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched in her throat at the thought of submitting to them once more.
Charlie shook herself out of her reverie, accidentally making eye contact with a man who had been staring at her all night. It was making her uncomfortable. She didn’t want to say anything to Master Barry and cause a stir since the man was doing nothing wrong, but if she encountered him again after tonight, she might just give the man a mouthful. With less than an hour to go before her shift finished, Master Tank came and took over from Master Barry.
“I’ll be back before you leave, Charlie. Make sure you don’t go anywhere if I’m delayed. I’ll be walking you out to your car.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She watched Master Barry walking across the room, weaving through the throng of people until he got to the door with the number pad, and then he was gone. Charlie sighed. He was such a big, handsome man and she had liked watching the muscles in his ass move and the ones in his shoulders and back ripple as he walked.
“Oh, you have it bad, don’t you, little one?”
Charlie turned to Master Tank and stared without replying. He gave her a smile and a wink as he filled a drink order. She worked up and down the bar, handing over drinks and collecting money, but she avoided the man still sitting at the end watching her. Knowing that she was going to have to eventually ask him if he wanted another drink, she took a deep breath and then headed down there.
“What would you like?”
“Oh, darlin’, you shouldn’t ask a Dom a question like that.” His voice was deep and gravelly like his throat or voice box had been injured. She wasn’t turned on by the sound or attracted to his handsome countenance.
Charlie just stared at him and waited for him to answer her question, but he just sat there looking at her from the top of her head down to her waist where the bar hid the lower half of her body. On his way back up, his eyes snagged on her breasts and stayed there.
Drawing in a deep, annoyed breath, she decided she had had enough of his rudeness.
“Hey, buddy, my eyes are up here. If you don’t want anything to drink, just say so and I can get back to serving others who do.”
That seemed to snap him out of whatever trance held him, and his angry gaze met hers. His jaw clamped down hard and his body tensed, and he stood up from his stool. Then Charlie was being hauled over the bar by the front of her corset. He moved really fast and she hadn’t had time to stop him. He held the top of her corset in his large fist, his knuckles and fingers digging into her breasts. The glass that had been on the bar in front of him fell to the carpeted floor with a dull thud as he pulled her across. Charlie yelled as her hips and thighs scraped over the edge of the wooden bar, and then she was on the other side, falling to her knees, which burned as they skidded on the carpet at his feet. She cried out with pain when he fisted her hair with such force
“Good, then let’s get to it.”
She began to follow Master Barry back to the bar, but Master Turner placed a hand on her wrist. “I’ll see you before you leave this evening, Charlene. Make sure you wait for me before you go home.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Such a good little sub.” Master Turner caressed her inner wrist with his thumb and then released her.
Charlie worked steadily through the night, chatting with the friendly Doms and steering clear of the ones who weren’t so friendly. But she couldn’t get her mind off the scene with Masters Turner and Barry. Her pussy felt swollen and every time her mind drifted back, cream leaked onto her thighs. She had never thought that being ordered around and then giving up all control would be such a turn-on. She just hoped that the two Masters were as pleased with her as she was with them. If their shouts of completion were anything to go by, they were. Charlie couldn’t wait for them to make love with her again. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched in her throat at the thought of submitting to them once more.
Charlie shook herself out of her reverie, accidentally making eye contact with a man who had been staring at her all night. It was making her uncomfortable. She didn’t want to say anything to Master Barry and cause a stir since the man was doing nothing wrong, but if she encountered him again after tonight, she might just give the man a mouthful. With less than an hour to go before her shift finished, Master Tank came and took over from Master Barry.
“I’ll be back before you leave, Charlie. Make sure you don’t go anywhere if I’m delayed. I’ll be walking you out to your car.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She watched Master Barry walking across the room, weaving through the throng of people until he got to the door with the number pad, and then he was gone. Charlie sighed. He was such a big, handsome man and she had liked watching the muscles in his ass move and the ones in his shoulders and back ripple as he walked.
“Oh, you have it bad, don’t you, little one?”
Charlie turned to Master Tank and stared without replying. He gave her a smile and a wink as he filled a drink order. She worked up and down the bar, handing over drinks and collecting money, but she avoided the man still sitting at the end watching her. Knowing that she was going to have to eventually ask him if he wanted another drink, she took a deep breath and then headed down there.
“What would you like?”
“Oh, darlin’, you shouldn’t ask a Dom a question like that.” His voice was deep and gravelly like his throat or voice box had been injured. She wasn’t turned on by the sound or attracted to his handsome countenance.
Charlie just stared at him and waited for him to answer her question, but he just sat there looking at her from the top of her head down to her waist where the bar hid the lower half of her body. On his way back up, his eyes snagged on her breasts and stayed there.
Drawing in a deep, annoyed breath, she decided she had had enough of his rudeness.
“Hey, buddy, my eyes are up here. If you don’t want anything to drink, just say so and I can get back to serving others who do.”
That seemed to snap him out of whatever trance held him, and his angry gaze met hers. His jaw clamped down hard and his body tensed, and he stood up from his stool. Then Charlie was being hauled over the bar by the front of her corset. He moved really fast and she hadn’t had time to stop him. He held the top of her corset in his large fist, his knuckles and fingers digging into her breasts. The glass that had been on the bar in front of him fell to the carpeted floor with a dull thud as he pulled her across. Charlie yelled as her hips and thighs scraped over the edge of the wooden bar, and then she was on the other side, falling to her knees, which burned as they skidded on the carpet at his feet. She cried out with pain when he fisted her hair with such force
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