come with instructions and warnings.” She didn’t
seem offended by anything in the room, but in the back of his mind he had his concerns.
He picked up a flogger and swung it in the air and gave her a wicked grin.
“I like those, I discovered.”
“I know.” His smile faded. “Something my uncle said made me think. Why did you
leave your job? Is coming to Ireland a rebellious diversion?”
She picked up a braided cat and ran her fingers through it. “The security business is a job I’ve had since high school. I went to college for electrical engineering and business.
My parents are supportive about me playing the harp but not as a career. I always
dreamed of playing in a large symphony but it would never pay like my management
job. My cousin knows I love Ireland and has been urging me to spend the summer with
her for years. When she told me about the medieval show, I knew this was my last
chance to follow a dream.”
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“So you’ll be going back,” Jack said.
She let out a breath. “Yes, that’s what I had planned.”
“If you had the opportunity would you consider staying here?”
She didn’t answer right away. “That would be a hard adjustment. I’d be so far away
from my friends and family.”
He nodded. “And what about this part of your life?” He held up some bondage
straps. “Is this a lifestyle you’re considering after last night or is this a rebellious phase like leaving your job?” He tried to keep his tone light but could hear an edge to his voice. He’d gotten involved with a woman before and after a year, she’d decided she
didn’t like the lifestyle and went back to her vanilla sex life. It had taken a long time to get over her. And now he was considering getting involved with another novice. Dana’s arrival had set off a rush of emotions he hadn’t anticipated. If he had any sense, he’d avoid her.
“I think it’s too early for me to make that decision, Jack.”
“Fair enough.” Was he willing to set himself up for another fall, knowing at the end
of summer, she would leave?
She moved up to him, her lips a breath away. “But I am getting wet and horny
standing in this room, so that must count for something. Right?”
His cock hardened at her words. “It certainly does.” He would probably hate
himself by the end of summer but he couldn’t resist a willing submissive as beautiful as Dana. “I think you’re ready for the next step. The dungeon.”
* * * * *
When Dana got back to her cottage, she pulled out the crumpled-up business card
and punched out the number on her cell phone. She knew it wouldn’t connect to
anything anyway. She was in Ireland, 1-800 numbers wouldn’t work from her phone as
far as she knew. She’d call, and then she’d know the card was a prank of some sort and wait until the prankster decided to make himself known.
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But after she punched in the number, it started to ring. She plopped down on her
bed and someone answered. “Thank you for calling 1-800-DOM-help. This is the
Operator. How may I be of assistance?” It was a man’s voice, no accent, calm and
formal.
“Hello?” Dana was tempted to hang up but then she wouldn’t know what if it was
a prank or not. “What’s this all about?”
“I see you received one of our cards?”
“Yes. This is a prank, right? Who gave it to me?” She was wasting her time.
“This is a help line. If you received a card, you must need help in your
relationship.”
She sighed in frustration. “No, I don’t need help. Besides, I’m not a Dom.”
“Ah, you’re a sub then, my mistake, hold on. I can connect you to someone who can
help you with your Dom and your D/s—”
“No, do not transfer me,” Dana raised her voice. “I don’t need any help in
my…whatever you said. Everything is fine.”
“That’s good to hear. Maybe there’s something else that’s troubling you?” The man
seemed genuinely concerned and Dana
seem offended by anything in the room, but in the back of his mind he had his concerns.
He picked up a flogger and swung it in the air and gave her a wicked grin.
“I like those, I discovered.”
“I know.” His smile faded. “Something my uncle said made me think. Why did you
leave your job? Is coming to Ireland a rebellious diversion?”
She picked up a braided cat and ran her fingers through it. “The security business is a job I’ve had since high school. I went to college for electrical engineering and business.
My parents are supportive about me playing the harp but not as a career. I always
dreamed of playing in a large symphony but it would never pay like my management
job. My cousin knows I love Ireland and has been urging me to spend the summer with
her for years. When she told me about the medieval show, I knew this was my last
chance to follow a dream.”
52
Emerald Dungeon
“So you’ll be going back,” Jack said.
She let out a breath. “Yes, that’s what I had planned.”
“If you had the opportunity would you consider staying here?”
She didn’t answer right away. “That would be a hard adjustment. I’d be so far away
from my friends and family.”
He nodded. “And what about this part of your life?” He held up some bondage
straps. “Is this a lifestyle you’re considering after last night or is this a rebellious phase like leaving your job?” He tried to keep his tone light but could hear an edge to his voice. He’d gotten involved with a woman before and after a year, she’d decided she
didn’t like the lifestyle and went back to her vanilla sex life. It had taken a long time to get over her. And now he was considering getting involved with another novice. Dana’s arrival had set off a rush of emotions he hadn’t anticipated. If he had any sense, he’d avoid her.
“I think it’s too early for me to make that decision, Jack.”
“Fair enough.” Was he willing to set himself up for another fall, knowing at the end
of summer, she would leave?
She moved up to him, her lips a breath away. “But I am getting wet and horny
standing in this room, so that must count for something. Right?”
His cock hardened at her words. “It certainly does.” He would probably hate
himself by the end of summer but he couldn’t resist a willing submissive as beautiful as Dana. “I think you’re ready for the next step. The dungeon.”
* * * * *
When Dana got back to her cottage, she pulled out the crumpled-up business card
and punched out the number on her cell phone. She knew it wouldn’t connect to
anything anyway. She was in Ireland, 1-800 numbers wouldn’t work from her phone as
far as she knew. She’d call, and then she’d know the card was a prank of some sort and wait until the prankster decided to make himself known.
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Kathy Kulig
But after she punched in the number, it started to ring. She plopped down on her
bed and someone answered. “Thank you for calling 1-800-DOM-help. This is the
Operator. How may I be of assistance?” It was a man’s voice, no accent, calm and
formal.
“Hello?” Dana was tempted to hang up but then she wouldn’t know what if it was
a prank or not. “What’s this all about?”
“I see you received one of our cards?”
“Yes. This is a prank, right? Who gave it to me?” She was wasting her time.
“This is a help line. If you received a card, you must need help in your
relationship.”
She sighed in frustration. “No, I don’t need help. Besides, I’m not a Dom.”
“Ah, you’re a sub then, my mistake, hold on. I can connect you to someone who can
help you with your Dom and your D/s—”
“No, do not transfer me,” Dana raised her voice. “I don’t need any help in
my…whatever you said. Everything is fine.”
“That’s good to hear. Maybe there’s something else that’s troubling you?” The man
seemed genuinely concerned and Dana
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