Just a little teaser…. it’s time to meet the man who introduced, and trained, your favorite Domme! Suzanne’s secrets are revealed and new surprises are around the corner!
Krissy had to stall until her knight in shining armor arrived to save them. She folded her arms on the table and hid her face. “Can we wait a bit? I’m too dizzy to walk. Drink some water with me.”
“In a minute. Gotta hit the ladies room. I’ll be right back.” The blond kicked off her stilettos and padded towards the bathroom.
Moments later, Krissy felt a warm hand on her shoulder and turned around. Her heart felt as though it skipped a beat as she faced Suzanne’s ex-husband for the first time. Dressed in black, he was tall, powerful, and intimidatingly handsome. Streaks of silver speckled his black hair and his darkly tanned face accented bright blue eyes and a roguish white smile. His cultured British accent added to his sex appeal.
“Sir Douglas Gregory Bichat at your service, madam,” he said with a practiced bow.
“I’m Krissy.” Her throat was dry as she stared at him. How the hell did Suzanne let this man slip through her fingers? Biting the inside of her cheek, she regained her composure and tried to hide her anxiety. “Thanks for coming. I’m sorry, but I don’t know what to call you. I didn’t know Dom’s introduced themselves with a title.”
“Doms don’t, my dear. My title was bestowed upon me by the Queen of England for exemplary service to the Crown. I also love to see the reaction when I use it. Don’t be so nervous. I just nibble a bit, but I seldom bite. Please, just call me Doug,” he said with a laugh as he ruffled her hair. “Where’s our naughty young lady?”
“In the bathroom. I’ve never seen her act this way, I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“She used to get pissed when life was too much. I had hoped she found other ways of handling her stress.” He clicked his tongue with disapproval.
“What’s wrong with getting pissed?”
“It’s an expression that means getting drunk. I suspect her poor behavior has something to do with the topic we discussed when she rang me this morning. Damn.” He sounded distressed as he shook his head.
“What did she say?”
“You’re a nosy little thing. Her secrets aren’t mine to share. Is Bryon off on holiday? He’s usually the one who’s called in to straighten her up when she’s in a mess. Does he know?”
“I doubt it.”
“I saw that pout. Talk, little miss.”
Krissy reluctantly shared her story with the man. Before he could respond, Suzanne joined them.
“Dougy? Whatcha doing here, sexy? Gimme a kiss.” She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck as he stood to greet her.
“I’m not here for a slap and tickle. Sit your backside down and explain yourself,” the man ordered, firmly pushing her onto the padded bench. A grim expression covered his face and his accent became more pronounced as he scolded her. “I shouldn’t have to get a call from a worried little sub who doesn’t know how to handle an out-of-control Domme. Don’t even think about giving this child a filthy look. The responsibility to set a good example is on you. This behavior is unacceptable. I raised you better than this.”
Suzanne winced and visibly slouched in her seat. “I’ve had a rough week.”