you.”
James didn't say anything to that— he sipped his whiskey and thought about the possibilities.
Tuesday nights were typically quiet at Pauly's Point, making it a great night to have his friends over for dinner and the weekly chitchat. Like him, a few were business owners, but three of them punched a time clock and had to count pennies. As a result, they all ate free on ‘club’ night. What was the point of having a five-star restaurant if you couldn't feed your friends?
Karen arrived first, she always did. She was the lone female dominate in the group and liked to have some alone time with James before the others showed up. James found her through a sub-for-hire at The Leatherman two years ago. The idiot man complained about his former Domme because she was not strong enough to control him. By the end of the night, dismayed by the sub's requirements of pain, he wanted to meet the woman who had tried to curb his risky behavior. James knew too well how difficult that was.
Mike and Andy came together. They lived in the same area of Warwick and Mike usually gave Andy a ride. James thought that ‘Andrew’ or even ‘Drew’ sounded more imposing, but Andy insisted that Billy knew who was boss no matter what he name he used. James looked up at the young man and had to agree he was a commanding figure.
The last to come into the private dining room was Ben. An older man of fifty, he still had the physique of a body builder twenty years younger. His new lover was the most recent in a string of college girls who liked to dabble in bondage. James shook his head, if the man wanted permanence in a relationship— he needed to find a woman who didn't giggle when he tied her down.
Knowing the others would be unable to come tonight, James closed the door and moved to the small bar to fix drinks. “Sit, my friends and get comfortable. Our dinner will be ready in half an hour, so we have time for a drink.”
“What are we having tonight, James?” Mike was always hungry and his question was the same every week.
“Prime rib, twice baked potatoes, vegetables sauteed in butter and garlic.” Like any host, he chose what to serve. He believed his friends appreciated the relaxed atmosphere. No menus or waiters popping in every five minutes made it feel like home.
“Did you have a good weekend with the reporter, James?” Leave it to Karen to zero in on the hot topic of the millennium. James’ love life until now had been woefully lacking.
“I did.”
“Do not hold out on us. I've seen pictures of him, he's gorgeous.”
“He's not as gorgeous as Severo.” Mike said.
“No one's as gorgeous as Severo,” everyone chorused and Mike had the grace to blush.
James grinned. “Carl is a natural submissive. Don't get me wrong, he still has a lot to learn about the lifestyle, but his instincts are good and he seems eager to please.”
Mike sighed. “That's a relief. I thought I blew it when he heard me telling Severo about you.”
“No. I can even say I'm grateful that happened. Thank you, Mike.”
“I can't believe the man is letting you experiment on him.” This from Andy.
“I am not ‘experimenting’ Andrew. I know what I'm doing. Besides, weren't we all experimenting when we started?”
The door opened and three waiters came in with the dinners. They shelved the discussion until they were alone again.
“I only meant that he's taking a big chance on you. He has no real idea if you are a good Dom or bad.” Andy continued.
Before James could answer, Ben spoke for the first time. “It's not so great a chance though, when you think about it. James is a prominent figure in our little state. He can't very well hide bodies in the basement without someone finding out.”
“Oh, there's a recommendation to let someone cuff you to a cross.” Karen observed dryly.
Everyone chuckled and James waited until they quieted. “Now that he knows I won't kill him, I can take him further into the game.”
“I thought
James didn't say anything to that— he sipped his whiskey and thought about the possibilities.
Tuesday nights were typically quiet at Pauly's Point, making it a great night to have his friends over for dinner and the weekly chitchat. Like him, a few were business owners, but three of them punched a time clock and had to count pennies. As a result, they all ate free on ‘club’ night. What was the point of having a five-star restaurant if you couldn't feed your friends?
Karen arrived first, she always did. She was the lone female dominate in the group and liked to have some alone time with James before the others showed up. James found her through a sub-for-hire at The Leatherman two years ago. The idiot man complained about his former Domme because she was not strong enough to control him. By the end of the night, dismayed by the sub's requirements of pain, he wanted to meet the woman who had tried to curb his risky behavior. James knew too well how difficult that was.
Mike and Andy came together. They lived in the same area of Warwick and Mike usually gave Andy a ride. James thought that ‘Andrew’ or even ‘Drew’ sounded more imposing, but Andy insisted that Billy knew who was boss no matter what he name he used. James looked up at the young man and had to agree he was a commanding figure.
The last to come into the private dining room was Ben. An older man of fifty, he still had the physique of a body builder twenty years younger. His new lover was the most recent in a string of college girls who liked to dabble in bondage. James shook his head, if the man wanted permanence in a relationship— he needed to find a woman who didn't giggle when he tied her down.
Knowing the others would be unable to come tonight, James closed the door and moved to the small bar to fix drinks. “Sit, my friends and get comfortable. Our dinner will be ready in half an hour, so we have time for a drink.”
“What are we having tonight, James?” Mike was always hungry and his question was the same every week.
“Prime rib, twice baked potatoes, vegetables sauteed in butter and garlic.” Like any host, he chose what to serve. He believed his friends appreciated the relaxed atmosphere. No menus or waiters popping in every five minutes made it feel like home.
“Did you have a good weekend with the reporter, James?” Leave it to Karen to zero in on the hot topic of the millennium. James’ love life until now had been woefully lacking.
“I did.”
“Do not hold out on us. I've seen pictures of him, he's gorgeous.”
“He's not as gorgeous as Severo.” Mike said.
“No one's as gorgeous as Severo,” everyone chorused and Mike had the grace to blush.
James grinned. “Carl is a natural submissive. Don't get me wrong, he still has a lot to learn about the lifestyle, but his instincts are good and he seems eager to please.”
Mike sighed. “That's a relief. I thought I blew it when he heard me telling Severo about you.”
“No. I can even say I'm grateful that happened. Thank you, Mike.”
“I can't believe the man is letting you experiment on him.” This from Andy.
“I am not ‘experimenting’ Andrew. I know what I'm doing. Besides, weren't we all experimenting when we started?”
The door opened and three waiters came in with the dinners. They shelved the discussion until they were alone again.
“I only meant that he's taking a big chance on you. He has no real idea if you are a good Dom or bad.” Andy continued.
Before James could answer, Ben spoke for the first time. “It's not so great a chance though, when you think about it. James is a prominent figure in our little state. He can't very well hide bodies in the basement without someone finding out.”
“Oh, there's a recommendation to let someone cuff you to a cross.” Karen observed dryly.
Everyone chuckled and James waited until they quieted. “Now that he knows I won't kill him, I can take him further into the game.”
“I thought
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