Welcome to Chapter 16 of my Dominatrix Series! If you haven’t read the previous chapters, you might want to start back at Chapter 1. Today, we’ll find out what happens after the Mistress gets ready for her meeting, and what twists await her in her day!
~Jayden
Chapter 16:
Wrapped in my bathrobe, I scamper home for clean clothes. I drag a brush through my hair and put it back into a ponytail. And then I’m back at the play space, smelling the cinnamon buns and wishing desperately that I could cancel my meeting, but I need to attend. It’s a board meeting for a group interested in bringing in some outside kink experts. They are more of a swinger’s group than a kinky one, but their attendees’ interests overlap. It would be huge for me to be a part of it. I would really be able to get my name out there, maybe get more clients, definitely rent out my space more, and they would pay me to bring in my gear. It’s essential to my business.
James is waiting for me, a cinnamon bun on a paper plate. “You can take your cinnamon bun to go if you need to, Mistress.”
“Thank you, James.” I kiss him on the cheek and then take a bite of the cinnamon bun. It melts in my mouth, and I melt. “This is amazing.” I realize that baking pre-made cinnamon rolls from the fridge is hardly rocket science, but it was still very thoughtful, and they are delicious.
“You’re welcome, Mistress.” He’s beaming at me.
“Don’t you have to go to work today or something?” I ask him.
He shakes his head. “I quit my job to get ready to go to Maine.”
I nod. “I forgot that you quit your job. What’s keeping you so busy, then?”
“Packing. I’m giving up my apartment here.”
I raise my eyebrows at him. I knew he said he would visit me on his breaks (how else was he going to get off?), but I didn’t realize that he was going to give up his apartment.
“I thought I told you that, Mistress. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s fine, pet. I’m just surprised.”
I run through my schedule for the day in my head. I need to get out the door in the next three minutes or I’ll be late for this meeting. Afterward, I was going to spend some time doing advertising copy, and then I planned a photo shoot for my online fans.
“Why don’t you go and do whatever you need to do, and maybe we can grab dinner tonight?”
“Dinner?” he looks like I just offered him a million dollars.
I nod. “Pick me up at 7:00.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he says, and he kisses me on the cheek.
I make it to the meeting with seconds to spare, my belly warm with cinnamon bun and tea. I want to go back to bed. Actually, I want to go back to bed with James. But instead, I sit through the meeting. I smile and offer commentary where appropriate, and I agree with them enough to make it seem like I am totally on board with what they want. In the end, I pretty much am, but I also know that I will take almost any deal they offer me.
“Well, Miss Parker, I think we can say that we’re off to a great start here. I think we’ll do well combining our clientèle.”
“Thank you,” I say. “I look forward to working with all of you.”
I leave a few minutes later with a contract in my email that I need to get my lawyer to review. As happy as I am that the meeting went well, I’m too distracted by thoughts of James to focus on where I’m going. I go to my favorite coffee shop and set up my laptop to get my advertising done.
Eventually, I get absorbed into my work and manage to get a lot done when I notice a woman across the shop staring at me. Openly staring.
She looks a little familiar, but I can’t place her. But it’s clear that she knows me.
J R Vincente 