real estate market, they would
often spend time together outside of work, as well. A lot of that time was
spent at one of Dallas’ most exclusive BDSM clubs – appropriately named Kink –
where they were both now members.
Their
friendship had started almost instantly, and they had grown close through the
years. It didn’t hurt that they had several things in common which had
strengthened their friendship from the start: they both believed that business
was business, play was play, and when it came to the latter they were both
looking for something, and nothing , at the same time.
Namely,
fun with no strings attached.
Simple.
Uncomplicated.
Just the
way Mercedes preferred everything in her life to be.
Only
there was one problem… Xander had recently presented her with a proposition
that was neither simple nor easy.
Their
lives consisted of both work and play, and they went to the extreme on both
counts. It’s just who they were. Within the category of play, they were both
intimately familiar with domination and submission. However, if she didn’t know
better, she’d have thought Xander had recently received a blow to the head that
had clearly warped his good sense.
If
Mercedes weren’t mistaken, Xander Boone wanted her submission.
And that
was where the problem lay. Mercedes couldn’t give him that because she was
not a submissive . Key word being not .
She was a
Domme, and her reputation was well established and highly respected in their
circles and he knew it. So how the hell he’d talked her into this said a lot
about his powers of persuasion.
His
request had come one night, about two weeks ago, when they had met for dinner
after work. Prefaced with, “Because neither of us has a pet (as Xander liked to
refer to his submissives), I’d like to call in a favor.”
A
freaking favor .
First of
all, for the record, Xander never asked for favors. Hell, he didn’t usually ask
for anything. So, not only was he low maintenance as far as friends went, it
was hard to refuse to help a friend when they looked at her the way Xander had.
That was
when things started to go downhill.
Based on
his explanation at the time, and his rebuttal to every one of her suggestions –
What about finding a sub or a trainee from Kink? What about that one woman…
yeah, he hadn’t even let her finish that sentence – Mercedes was under the
distinct impression that Xander was playing a dangerous game with her, trying
to get her to submit when there was no way in hell it was going to happen.
Except
for tonight.
Somehow
he had convinced her to come here, and she had no choice but to deal with it –
because a promise was a promise and Mercedes didn’t go back on her word.
Now, as
she fought the urge to sneak out when he wasn’t looking, Mercedes divided her
attention between the power couple and the sexy as sin man who was waiting for
her to do as he instructed.
It was
apparent that Xander’s request had something to do with the beautiful couple
who had made their way into the room. From what Xander had told her, Logan had
been the one to approach him in the beginning. Logan and Samantha weren’t
vanilla by any means, but according to Logan, they had never experimented with
BDSM. Xander came up with the idea for giving them a little taste of his
lifestyle.
Strange
request, huh? Actually, it wasn’t all that uncommon.
Only,
somewhere along the way, Xander had turned the tables on her. Something she
would certainly pay him back for at a later date.
It was
just a shame that she considered Xander so damned attractive, and strangely
irresistible – in a very platonic sort of way – because she certainly wouldn’t
have hesitated to tell him to fuck off with his invitation. But, in her
defense, she wasn’t the only one who found Xander physically appealing. Most
women did, and just like them, she wasn’t immune to his charm. Unfortunately.
At the
moment, Mercedes could think of a more apt word to express what she
often spend time together outside of work, as well. A lot of that time was
spent at one of Dallas’ most exclusive BDSM clubs – appropriately named Kink –
where they were both now members.
Their
friendship had started almost instantly, and they had grown close through the
years. It didn’t hurt that they had several things in common which had
strengthened their friendship from the start: they both believed that business
was business, play was play, and when it came to the latter they were both
looking for something, and nothing , at the same time.
Namely,
fun with no strings attached.
Simple.
Uncomplicated.
Just the
way Mercedes preferred everything in her life to be.
Only
there was one problem… Xander had recently presented her with a proposition
that was neither simple nor easy.
Their
lives consisted of both work and play, and they went to the extreme on both
counts. It’s just who they were. Within the category of play, they were both
intimately familiar with domination and submission. However, if she didn’t know
better, she’d have thought Xander had recently received a blow to the head that
had clearly warped his good sense.
If
Mercedes weren’t mistaken, Xander Boone wanted her submission.
And that
was where the problem lay. Mercedes couldn’t give him that because she was
not a submissive . Key word being not .
She was a
Domme, and her reputation was well established and highly respected in their
circles and he knew it. So how the hell he’d talked her into this said a lot
about his powers of persuasion.
His
request had come one night, about two weeks ago, when they had met for dinner
after work. Prefaced with, “Because neither of us has a pet (as Xander liked to
refer to his submissives), I’d like to call in a favor.”
A
freaking favor .
First of
all, for the record, Xander never asked for favors. Hell, he didn’t usually ask
for anything. So, not only was he low maintenance as far as friends went, it
was hard to refuse to help a friend when they looked at her the way Xander had.
That was
when things started to go downhill.
Based on
his explanation at the time, and his rebuttal to every one of her suggestions –
What about finding a sub or a trainee from Kink? What about that one woman…
yeah, he hadn’t even let her finish that sentence – Mercedes was under the
distinct impression that Xander was playing a dangerous game with her, trying
to get her to submit when there was no way in hell it was going to happen.
Except
for tonight.
Somehow
he had convinced her to come here, and she had no choice but to deal with it –
because a promise was a promise and Mercedes didn’t go back on her word.
Now, as
she fought the urge to sneak out when he wasn’t looking, Mercedes divided her
attention between the power couple and the sexy as sin man who was waiting for
her to do as he instructed.
It was
apparent that Xander’s request had something to do with the beautiful couple
who had made their way into the room. From what Xander had told her, Logan had
been the one to approach him in the beginning. Logan and Samantha weren’t
vanilla by any means, but according to Logan, they had never experimented with
BDSM. Xander came up with the idea for giving them a little taste of his
lifestyle.
Strange
request, huh? Actually, it wasn’t all that uncommon.
Only,
somewhere along the way, Xander had turned the tables on her. Something she
would certainly pay him back for at a later date.
It was
just a shame that she considered Xander so damned attractive, and strangely
irresistible – in a very platonic sort of way – because she certainly wouldn’t
have hesitated to tell him to fuck off with his invitation. But, in her
defense, she wasn’t the only one who found Xander physically appealing. Most
women did, and just like them, she wasn’t immune to his charm. Unfortunately.
At the
moment, Mercedes could think of a more apt word to express what she