over the spanking bench, darlin’.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, but the creativity is part of my charm. Now, Tobi. How are you? Boy those hags have been seven kinds of nasty to anybody they consider competition…so in a way maybe they were giving you a back-handed compliment.”
“I like to use my hand on their back-something.” Tank’s comment must have surprised everybody because when he looked around and saw everyone staring at him he just grinned sheepishly and shrugged. “You all are contagious. Damn, my mama warned me this was gonna happen.” His impish grin was such a contrast to his size that Tobi couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up from deep in her chest.
Walking over to him, Tobi pulled him down by the placket of his western shirt and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. “Thank you for that, Tank. I wouldn’t have thought anyone could make me laugh right now and you did in under five seconds. You are amazing.”
When she pulled back, his face was bright red and his murmured “you’re welcome” was so quiet she almost didn’t hear them.
“Well damn, now I don’t know if it’s safe to leave our lovely sub out here alone with Casanova or not.” At Kyle’s words, Tobi jerked her attention to him and was relieved to see he was grinning. She wasn’t sure she was ever going to be able to be a good sub. She’d been on her own and struggled for so long to master all the social skills required for today’s business world that she wasn’t sure she wanted to “unlearn” those hard-earned habits either.
“Alone? Hey! What am I? Chopped liver?” Regi’s indignant voice sounded from the side and Tobi couldn’t help but laugh again. “Go on. We’ll be fine. And the sooner you deal with those two, the sooner you can get Tobi back upstairs…she looks like she is about to crash.” Regi was right, but Tobi wouldn’t have made an issue of it.
Kent pulled her against his chest and whispered against her ear, “Sweetness, please let Regi take you to the employee’s lounge. Or at least settle back in one of the chairs out here so you can lean back and rest a bit.” She nodded and then stepped back as the two women and their escorts entered the small area. Tobi noticed the men looked mad as hell and one of the women looked contrite while the other clearly didn’t think she’d done a thing wrong.
By the time Tobi had settled on the soft chair behind the reception desk she felt like she was running on fumes. She leaned her head back and decided to close her eyes for a few minutes. In the back of her mind she realized someone was lying a soft blanket over her and then she just let herself fall over the edge into the peaceful abyss of the fatigue she’d been fighting for too long.
Chapter Nine
Kyle didn’t remember a time he’d been as angry with a club member. One of the subs, a brunette named Mary, had acted remorseful, but only after they’d separated the women to interview them so it hadn’t really earned her any points with either he or Kent. But the blonde had been a flaming bitch from the beginning. Kelly Mason would be walking out of Prairie Winds for the last time if Kyle had his way. Both Doms had quickly agreed to step away from the whole mess because they had only met the women earlier this evening. Kyle and Kent had sent both men home for the evening after cautioning them to be more careful whom they hooked-up with in the future. But the truth was both women had made it through the club’s rigorous screening so he didn’t feel they honestly had much room to criticize.
Kelly had refused to admit her mistake and had actually threatened to call the police because Noelle had broken one of her fake fingernails. He and Kent had laughed out loud and asked her how she thought that was going to work out for her when the deputies found out the “nail breaking felon” was one of the county
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, but the creativity is part of my charm. Now, Tobi. How are you? Boy those hags have been seven kinds of nasty to anybody they consider competition…so in a way maybe they were giving you a back-handed compliment.”
“I like to use my hand on their back-something.” Tank’s comment must have surprised everybody because when he looked around and saw everyone staring at him he just grinned sheepishly and shrugged. “You all are contagious. Damn, my mama warned me this was gonna happen.” His impish grin was such a contrast to his size that Tobi couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up from deep in her chest.
Walking over to him, Tobi pulled him down by the placket of his western shirt and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. “Thank you for that, Tank. I wouldn’t have thought anyone could make me laugh right now and you did in under five seconds. You are amazing.”
When she pulled back, his face was bright red and his murmured “you’re welcome” was so quiet she almost didn’t hear them.
“Well damn, now I don’t know if it’s safe to leave our lovely sub out here alone with Casanova or not.” At Kyle’s words, Tobi jerked her attention to him and was relieved to see he was grinning. She wasn’t sure she was ever going to be able to be a good sub. She’d been on her own and struggled for so long to master all the social skills required for today’s business world that she wasn’t sure she wanted to “unlearn” those hard-earned habits either.
“Alone? Hey! What am I? Chopped liver?” Regi’s indignant voice sounded from the side and Tobi couldn’t help but laugh again. “Go on. We’ll be fine. And the sooner you deal with those two, the sooner you can get Tobi back upstairs…she looks like she is about to crash.” Regi was right, but Tobi wouldn’t have made an issue of it.
Kent pulled her against his chest and whispered against her ear, “Sweetness, please let Regi take you to the employee’s lounge. Or at least settle back in one of the chairs out here so you can lean back and rest a bit.” She nodded and then stepped back as the two women and their escorts entered the small area. Tobi noticed the men looked mad as hell and one of the women looked contrite while the other clearly didn’t think she’d done a thing wrong.
By the time Tobi had settled on the soft chair behind the reception desk she felt like she was running on fumes. She leaned her head back and decided to close her eyes for a few minutes. In the back of her mind she realized someone was lying a soft blanket over her and then she just let herself fall over the edge into the peaceful abyss of the fatigue she’d been fighting for too long.
Chapter Nine
Kyle didn’t remember a time he’d been as angry with a club member. One of the subs, a brunette named Mary, had acted remorseful, but only after they’d separated the women to interview them so it hadn’t really earned her any points with either he or Kent. But the blonde had been a flaming bitch from the beginning. Kelly Mason would be walking out of Prairie Winds for the last time if Kyle had his way. Both Doms had quickly agreed to step away from the whole mess because they had only met the women earlier this evening. Kyle and Kent had sent both men home for the evening after cautioning them to be more careful whom they hooked-up with in the future. But the truth was both women had made it through the club’s rigorous screening so he didn’t feel they honestly had much room to criticize.
Kelly had refused to admit her mistake and had actually threatened to call the police because Noelle had broken one of her fake fingernails. He and Kent had laughed out loud and asked her how she thought that was going to work out for her when the deputies found out the “nail breaking felon” was one of the county
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