“You go, Kori. Get that puppy,” Lisa said, her voice positive but low.

He frowned her way. “I’m sorry. Did I give you permission to speak? This is my space, ma crevette. This is where I rule.”

He’d given her his most intimidating voice, but she simply shrugged, her eyes focused on the floor. “You didn’t say I couldn’t talk.”

“Master Kai, maybe I should rethink.” He moved around her, breathing in her beauty. She was so damn gorgeous. She was always gorgeous, but like this, she was damn near perfect. “I should rethink what I said though. It wasn’t perfectly true. This is our space. This is the space where we can drop our daily roles and find that other part of ourselves. When we walk into this room, I want you silent unless I ask a specific question. Would you like to take off your clothes or do you want to do this with the corset on? I assure you I can make it work.”

“Naked works for me. I told you, Master Remy, that I have some exhibitionist in me.”

“Have you ever watched me scene?” He thought he knew the answer to that, but he wanted to see if she would reply honestly. He moved to her back, reaching down to let the laces of the corset out.

“It was my hobby while I was here, Sir. I think I caught most of your scenes. I’m surprised you came back here. There are hard points on the stage you usually use.”

“I wanted some intimacy this time,” he replied. “I don’t want a huge crowd because like Kai here, I’d like to let my freak flag fly, and there are things I like to do when I hold a sub dear that I don’t on a simple scene partner.”

Like fuck her silly. He didn’t mind having sex in the club, but he wanted more intimacy with her. And then there was his other kink.

“Ow. Ow. Fuck you, Kai,” Kori said.

“I believe my lovely wife is making those hand gestures because she wants to know if you would like us to find another spot,” Kai said. “Yes, keep it up, love. The rope is doing its job nicely. Your poor foot. I could help you, you know.”

“You were here first,” Remy replied. “And what I’m going to do won’t bother you. Now if Big Tag was here, I’d gag him.” He didn’t do this often, though the words flowed through his head every time he picked up a length of rope. He wanted to do it with her. He wanted to give her the words that flowed like an easy river. “You have a safe word. Will you promise me to use it if I scare you?”

“I promise, but I don’t frighten easily and I’ve waited for this,” she whispered. “For a long time.”