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looks of it, You’re doing a very good job of avoiding tan lines.”
    Dom and I walked away from her, and Dom couldn’t resist looking back to get a last look. I didn’t bother because if I played my cards right, she hadn’t moved a muscle.
    Dom cursed under his breath, prompting me to take a peek for myself. She not only hadn’t moved from her spot, but she was grinning like a teenager admiring her first crush. Her eyes gave her away, letting me know I could get it when I felt like it.
    Now, why did she want to go and do that for?
    â€œDid You really have to go and get Her hopes up like that, Sir?” Dominic asked. “You know Your schedule is ridiculous right now; there’s no way You will be able to give Her the attention needed.”
    â€œDom, You’d be amazed at the time You can make when the occasion calls for it.” I smirked as I thought about the exhibition I planned to put on with sajira later. “Besides, who’s to say I won’t be instructing tonight during the demo, playa?”
    Dominic shrugged and shook his head. “We still have the rest of the island to sweep, Sir. It would be unfair for Me to tell You if you’re playing with fire or not; I’m just Your protégé, remember?”
    I cracked up at his attempts at passive-aggression, realizing he might be a little irritated because another woman chose to bypass him in my favor. I couldn’t be mad at him about that, but I wasn’t about to acquiesce to keep him happy, either. In a target-rich environment, it’s dog-eat-dog, and the biggest dogs are the ones who eat the most sometimes.
    Still, I felt the need to keep him satisfied and make the trip worth the time away from his girls, so I made a mental note to set things in balance later tonight. After all, he’s my protégé, and I took care of my boys.
    Even if they should be able to take care of themselves…

EIGHTshamise
    â€œi don’t know what to do, sis. i’m so confused.”
    I finally caught up with sajira near the outdoor play area. She sat in a spot where she could watch the impact play, observing the submissives being punched, kicked, paddled, and everything in between.
    I knew her well enough to know when she got like this, she had something to get off her chest.
    â€œWhat happened with lynx?”
    â€œWhat makes you think—”
    â€œHave you forgotten who you’re talking to?” I cut her off, moving in front of her field of vision. “i know how you get when you’re in a mess, so don’t try me.”
    Sajira lowered her eyes for a moment before meeting my gaze again. “lynx wants out, and he wants me to get out with him, leave my D/s family.”
    I exhaled.
    Talk about déjà vu?
    Memories of the phone call I dreaded making years ago because I thought I was in love with my ex-husband came rushing to the surface. Faced with the same prospect with my submissive sister, I became acutely aware of the emotions my Daddy and Goddess felt when they let me go my own path.
    All of a sudden, I didn’t want her to leave us.
    â€œWhat?!?!”
    â€œRelax, sis, i’m not going anywhere,” sajira said, placing her hand on my arm. “I don’t think i can go back to what i once was. i’m a spoiled, happy girl now.”
    â€œYeah, i can understand what you mean by that.” I smiled at the things we had done as a family in the past year, in and away from the BDSM world. The family trips with the kids, growing the businesses by leaps and bounds, and putting kinksters on notice that the House of Kemet-Ka was back to being the gold standard. She didn’t want to leave all of that when we were really hitting our stride; I had to believe that. “i’m not gonna lie to you, sis. i was going to try to talk you out of leaving us if you really were thinking about it.”
    â€œThat’s the thing; i was tempted for a moment.”