I, Mistress

by Alex Tempera

  I gripped the handle of the whip in my hand and before he could stand or move for his gun under his jacket, I flicked my wrist. The tail of the whip quickly wrapped around his neck. I guess I still got it. I yanked the handle as I stood up, tightening the leather around his neck. “You see, right about now, your men are being detained by my security and several Special Agents with the FBI. We were expecting you.” I looked at my watch as I walked over to him.

  Benito’s hands were holding on to the whip that was wrapped around his neck, trying to loosen it.

  “The more you pull, the tighter it will get. Now, Benito, you’re not getting my business. You’re not getting Panagakos either. And as of three minutes ago, your company has just been bought by a friend of mine.”

  He gasped and choked.

  I loosened the whip around his neck and pushed him to the floor. I flicked my wrist as it slashed him across his chest, cutting his Italian suit and grazing his flesh. I whipped him again, shearing a section of his flesh on his chest, and I swear he cried. Good. Fucking bastard. I whipped him one more time. I was even ready to do it again, but I saw his tears. His fear. Good.

  I stepped back as Enré and Lox walked into the office, followed by three men in black suits, black ties, and white shirts. FBI.

  “On your feet,” Enré said as he and Lox grabbed Benito by his arms and pulled him to his feet.

  One of the Agents grabbed his arms while another handcuffed them. They were leading him out the door, when he stopped. “Wait, bitch.”

  I tightened the grip on my whip and glared at him. “What do you want?”

  “Did your friend really buy my company?” he asked.

  “No, I did, and as of tomorrow, it will be dismantled, you sonafabitch! I don’t employ terrorists,” I spat as they led him out of the office.

  “Elaine is back at her desk but I told her to take the day off.” Lox said and I nodded lightly. Lox took the whip out of my hand, coiled it up gently, and set it on the desk. He looked at Enré. “I think you two need to talk.”

  “No, stay, Lox, please,” I said. “Enré, I’m sure you know that this is Loxias Panagakos.”

  Enré nodded. “Yes, I’m Enré La Barron. Angelica is a friend of mine. Well, I was also a friend of her fathers.”

  I stared at him because this was totally new to me. I knew Enré was about 20 years older than I was but I didn’t know this. “Enré? You never told me.”

  “Eh, I’m sorry. I thought you would think it was strange having me as a sub when I knew your father. He and I were colleagues and friends at Harvard. A few years after he died, I took over my father’s business and I had to stay in Canada and built my father’s empire.”

  “I wish you would’ve told me but it would have been strange,” I gulped. I looked at Lox. “This is who I couldn’t tell you about before.”

  “I understand,” he nodded. “It’s nice to know you, Mr. La Barron.”

  “Merci,” he kissed my cheek. “Eh, your sister knows.”

  “Good, I’m glad. Did she agree to date you?” I asked.

  “She’s supposed to tell me on Friday. I’ll see you both at the club on Friday.”

  “We’ll be there.”

  Enré left the office and Lox walked over to me. “Did he hurt you?”

  “No, he didn’t. I wouldn’t allow it.” I gulped to hold my fear and my tears.

  He wrapped his arms around me. “I love you, Angelica, but you really need to learn how to cry.”

  “Do I?” I looked into his eyes.

  “Yes, Mistress,” he kissed my cheek. “Let it go. It’s OK.”

  “Lox?”

  He held me in his arms and lifted up my body. He carried me over to the sofa and held me tightly. He was taking care of me, and for this moment, I didn’t care. I obeyed. I cried.

  29

  I HEARD THE elevator rise to the penthouse and since Lox was in his new office at the other end of the penthouse and Mae and Avery had just left, I couldn’t figure out who would be here now. I walked over to the elevator and watched as the doors opened. “Richard and Jerry, what are you two doing here?”

  “We’d like to talk to you,” Jerry said. “May we have permission to enter?”

  “Of course, come on.” I led them to the living room. “Please, have a seat. What did you need?”

  “We’d like to change our arrangement a little bit,” Richard said.

  “You two with me or with each other?”

  “Kind of both,” Richard said. “I think that I could be a switch. I’d like to learn how to be a Master. I was wondering if you could teach me and see if I could be good at it. You always said that we had to try something to see if we liked it or not.”

  “That’s true,” I looked at Jerry. “And you?”

  “I want to stay a sub. We still want to be your subs. We like our arrangements with you and with Lox. We want to keep the one night a month, but maybe make it two nights a month with all of us. Richard wants to be a switch so that I could be his sub, too. He tries but we’re not sure if it’s right or not and there are other things we want to learn.”

  “Well, you have my permission to change our arrangement. Two nights a month would be fine. I like that you two will still be my subs. As for Master training, I can do that, but, Jerry, you should be here to help, since he will be your Master, too. Now, have you two thought about this, truly?”

  “Yes, Mistress,” Richard said.

  “Good. I’ll help you. I think I know how we can start, we can even start tonight unless you have other plans.”

  “No, tonight is good,” Richard said, as Jerry nodded in agreement.

  “Very well. Stay clothed but go in the playroom. I’ll be right there.”

  “Yes, Mistress,” they both trotted down the hall to the playroom.

  I knocked on Lox’s office door. “Um, there’s been a slight change with my other two subs.”

  “Oh?” he looked up. “Did you need me?”

  “Always, love, but Richard wants me to train him on being a Master, at least to Jerry.”

  “Oh all right.”

  “It’s a private session, but in case you were looking for me.”

  “Can I watch?” he smiled.

  “On the monitors in the cabinet in the kitchen above the fridge ... icebox.”

  “Seriously?” he laughed slightly.

  “It’s real time, not recorded, but it’s so when I left a sub alone as punishment or whatever, I could watch and make sure he or she was safe.”

  “I just may do that, with your permission,” he smiled.

  “Of course,” I smiled. I kissed his mouth quick and headed toward the playroom. Yeah, time to make a Master out of Richard, if only for Jerry. This, I could do, because Richard had it in him.

  Lox wore his leather vest and pants as we walked into Club Twine. I pointed to the bar and the two of us sat down. I wore my leather bustier with the lace dress over it. Tonight, I even wore the four-inch heels, something that I knew I’d pay for later, because my feet were already killing me. They would definitely come off when we went into the playroom.

  Jack came right over and smiled. “Wine, Mistress Angel?”

  “Yes, for both of us,” I nodded.

  “Yes, Mistress,” he left and promptly returned with two glasses of white wine. I nodded to Lox, who lifted his glass. Tonight, he was my sub, all Mine. Tonight, Richard would be Jerry’s Master. Tonight, was a new start for most of us. It just didn’t change who we were. We were all being true to ourselves.

  I looked around the dimly lit club and noticed Natalia, sitting at a table by herself. “panther, stay here and save my seat. I’ll be right back.”

  “Yes, Mistress,” he said, as I walked over to Natalia.

  “Are you all right?” I sat down at the table.

  “I figured it out,” she sighed.

  “Oh, figured what out?”

  “I want to be a Mistress. I’ve been doing the training and I’ve been good at it.
Even Dane … um, there’s something about Dane.”

  “What about him?” I leaned in.

  “He told me he loved me,” she sighed.

  “And this isn’t a good thing?” I asked.

  “It is. I love him, too. We’ve gotten real close but …”

  “But?”

  “The last time we were in a training session, we both got a request from Enré. He wanted to participate.”

  “Oh, all right. How did it go?”

  “It was fucking amazing.” she covered her mouth quickly with her hand.

  “It’s OK. I use the word all the time.”

  “I’m sorry, but a three-way is wrong, right?” she raised an eyebrow.

  “Did it feel wrong?”

  “No, I think we all enjoyed ourselves. I love Dane and he loves me, but we both kind of want Enré there, too. I think we kind of love him, too. And when I say we, I mean, Dane and me.”

  I leaned in and took her hand. “Nat, whatever you feel is right, as long as you three agree, its fine. I’m glad that you love Dane and that he loves you. Age doesn’t matter. Hell, honey, gender doesn’t matter and neither does the number of partners. As long as you all want it.”

  “We do,” she gulped, as Dane and Enré walked over to the table.

  I knew it was my cue to walk away. I stood up and kissed their cheeks. “Take of her,” I said.

  “We will,” they said in unison, and then sat down, one on each side of her. I could see that Dane and Enré transformed into subs, as Natalia became their Mistress. Their lover.

  I walked back over to the bar. Lox stood up and waited for me to sit down. I looked into his dark onyx eyes. “I remember looking into your eyes, covered in that mask.”

  “I remember walking into your office and the moment I saw you …” he stopped.

  “What is it?”

  “I wanted to kneel in front of you and beg you to be my Mistress.”

  “And, then you followed me to the club?”

  “I heard you were coming here that night. So, I came here to meet you. I’m so glad that you’re my Mistress.”

  “Even with all my faults?”

  “Especially your faults. I’m really turned on by your adeptness with that whip. I’d like for you to teach me it sometime.”

  “Can’t do,” I grinned, pressing my mouth against his.

  “Oh, why not?”

  “Because I’m the Mistress, and you’re my sub, love.”

  “Yours,” he nodded slightly.

  “Mine,” I ran my fingers over the newly scripted tattoo on his bare sculpted chest … Mistress.

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  Alex Tempera

  Erotica Author of M/M and BDSM romances (F/m, M/M, M/f, F/M/M)

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  Bio:

  Alex Tempera is the alter ego of author Amy Shannon. In the quest for a new genre, Amy transformed into Alex to create a new depth of erotica and romance novels. The beauty of a well written erotica novel is that is contains a thoughtful and romantic storyline as well as beautifully written intimate scenes. Alex’s research into erotica genres and BDSM play and the lifestyle will continue to enter into her stories. Alex's stories do not just revolve around romance sex, but there is always some form of conflict that allows the lovers to realize that they are meant for each other.

  Current Books:

  BDSM Erotica Romance (F/m, M/M, M/f, F/M/M)

  “Waiting for Superman”

  “Intent”

  “club Olympus”

  “I, Mistress”

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  “Broken Walls”

  “Chance Encounter”

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