Conquering Jude Read Free

he tried to find his control. When did she wrestle control away from me? Amazingly it didn’t bother him as much as it should have. “Yes.”
    “Yes, Mistress.” Her voice was softer this time.
    He nodded before repeating after her. “Yes, Mistress.”
    She gave him a sultry smile before stepping back a step. “Good. Now tell me, pet, what exactly are your suggestions to improve the security of my club?”
    He shifted his stance a bit before launching into his recommended suggestions.
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    Later that evening, Olivia sat behind her desk and watched the clock impatiently. Earlier she’d been worried about her lack of zest for life in general. Evidently she needn’t worry about one aspect because her libido was alive and well. Mr. Jude Larson had stroked her fire but good. So well in fact, she knew if Micah arrived, he would get quite a vigorous workout.
    Sitting back, she studied the footage on her monitor. She’d cued up their meeting. As she watched the initial exchange between them, she found her nipples hardening once more. Whether Jude Larson knew it or not, he had the latent tendencies of a true submissive. Watching him submit to calling her by her title had been delicious.
    It could’ve been politeness but she’d seen the need flare in his eyes as the phrase “Yes, Mistress” had passed those sensual lips. She’d been in the lifestyle a long time and had perfected her observation skills. She could spot a true submissive from a hundred yards away. It was in the way they reacted when a Dom entered the room, the way they lowered their eyes and stilled as if waiting for their next order. Well, he could’ve been checking me out but I don’t think so. He submitted very easily once I brought out the Dom voice. Unlike a lot of untrained subs he was quite confident when it came to talking about his business. Then he even got up the nerve to ask me about the lifestyle.
    Her cheeks heated with desire when she thought about how their conversation ended…
    … Jude handed her a folder with the options he’d just discussed with her in detail. “I’ve written down all my suggestions. You have a wonderful place here, Mistress Olivia, I’d hate to see some asshole try to take it away from you.”
    “ Thank you for your suggestions, pet. I’ll look these over and get back to you tomorrow about what I want to do.”
    He nodded before gathering up the loose papers on her desk. He paused after he was done. He seemed to be contemplating something. She waited for him to speak, but as the silence grew she knew he needed a gentle nudge.
    “ It’s obvious, pet, you want to ask me something.”
    “ I was wondering, what draws people to your club?”
    She toyed with a pen on her desk. “Don’t you mean what draws men here?”
    “ Well, no. I was wondering about the submissives. What draws them to let another beat them – dominate them?”
    She stroked her hand up and down the pen before answering his question with one of her own. “What drew you to my club, pet?”
    He shifted a bit uncomfortably. “Well, I came to give you a bid.”
    She slowly shook her head. “I don’t believe that. You could’ve had your partner…the one who normally does the bidding, come.”
    He gave her a small smile. “Well, there is a bit of curiosity.”
    “ Go on.” She leaned forward.
    “ I’ve never been inside a BDSM club before, Mistress Olivia. Any person would be curious to see the inside of Olivia’s.” He glanced at the clock nervously.
    “ Not everyone.”
    He arched an eyebrow. “Don’t kid yourself. There are tons of people who are curious and want to see the inside of Olivia’s. With its exclusivity, it puts your club at the height of intrigue in most people’s imaginations and you know it.”
    “ Bet me.” She deliberately pitched her voice low.
    His Adam’s apple moved up and down rapidly, “Excuse me?”
    “ You heard me. Bring the next woman you see to the club tomorrow night. I’ll let Carlos know