The Masters of Falcon's Fantasies [BDSM Menage Fantasies 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Cassidy Browning Page B

conflict.”
    “Hmm. I don’t think I buy that, and even if I did, it’s not an acceptable answer.” His voice got a little deeper , and Allie suddenly felt like a small girl being scolded by her father.
    She squirmed a little. “I don’t know what it is. She doesn’t appreciate her success or the things that Finn does for her. She treats him like he’s trying to hold her back or keep her from having fun or something. He deserves to be treated better than that.”
    “I agree.” Karl’s eyes narrowed. “But that really isn’t our business.”
    “In a way it is,” Allie argued. “This is a BDSM resort, and part of our obligation is to educate the people who stay here. She agreed to be submissive to Finn—or at least she agreed that Finn was the boss while they were here. She’s not keeping her end of the bargain. You’ve seen how she treats him!”
    “Yes, I have.” Karl stroked her hair. “But we don’t get involved in other people’s relationships. As long as there’s no danger of anyone dying from their activities, and they’re not breaking any laws, we can’t dictate how she treats him. You wouldn’t like them coming in here and telling me I boss you around too much, would you?”
    “No, of course not. But—”
    “But what?”
    “Does that mean I have to like her?”
    Karl thought for a minute. “No, I can’t say you will or should like every guest we’re going to have here. That would be impossible. But I can tell you that as an innkeeper, you’re going to have to give our guests the benefit of the doubt until they give us reason not to. There will be times when you hate some of the activities your guests engage in. You’re not into humiliation play or age play, either. But we’re not going to institute rules against them. If it’s legal and consensual and reasonably safe, then we’re going to allow it, no matter what our own personal feelings.”
    “Yes, I understand that.” Allie bent her head and sighed. “I’ll try to find something about Daphne that I like.”
    His voice became gentle again. “Is it jealousy?”
    Heat suffused Allie’s face , and her fists clenched involuntarily. She didn’t trust herself to speak for a minute.
    Karl pulled her to her knees and encased her in his arms again. “Babe, you don’t need to be jealous of her. Who cares if she’s skinny? Contrary to popular belief, that’s not a requirement of being beautiful.”
    Allie let out a half sob, half laugh. “Next you’re going to tell me that I’m pretty on the inside.”
    He swatted her ass, hard. “I could say that, yes. But you also happen to be beautiful on the outside. Have you not seen the dozens of pictures of you around the house? Have you not noticed how people at the club stare at you? Have you never looked in a mirror?”
    “You’re just saying that. All guys say that to their girlfriends.”
    He stiffened , and Allie knew that she’d gone too far. “Are you fishing for compliments or a spanking?” he asked after a moment, pushing her back so she had to look into his face.
    “Um, I don’t know. Sir. I’m sorry.”
    He shook his head and stood up. “I am not going to answer that. Your attitude toward Daphne is not what I expect from my slave. If you’re jealous of her, then you’d better learn to deal with it. There is always going to be somebody that you think is prettier or smarter or thinner than you are. It’s a human condition , and it doesn’t mean that they are better than you. It just means you’re insecure. If you don’t like her personality, then you need to learn to fake it. We’re a bed-and-breakfast. We can’t turn people away if you don’t like them.”
    Embarrassed, Allie muttered, “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry. I’ll try to be nicer.”
    He helped her to her feet, took her face in his hands , and kissed her. “I know you will. Try to imagine if people hated you for being thin or pretty or talented, or for having a coffee table book filled with sexy