“Well, he knew she was the one woman on his payroll who wouldn’t try to seduce him and he wouldn’t try to seduce. He stole her from the Möbius and made her his second-in-command. Match made in heaven. Those two were inseparable, best friends, although sometimes it was hard to tell that. Sam wasn’t just a bartender, she was a genius. Kingsley didn’t scare her so she stood up to him. She worked her ass off and earned the respect of everyone in the Underground. If Sam spoke, you did what she said as if Kingsley himself had given the order.”

“No wonder everyone does what I tell them to. They think it’s coming from Kingsley.”

“If you work for Kingsley and he respects you, he’ll back you up all the way to the edge of the world. Even if you’re wrong, he’ll still take your side. He’s really loyal to his employees. And now that he’s stopped fucking them left and right, they’re loyal back.”

“So me being ‘The New Sam’ is a good thing?”

“It’s a very good thing. Kingsley...he loved Sam. Wasn’t in love with her but she was probably the first and only woman he’d never slept with that he truly loved. They were a perfect team.”

“What happened to her? To them?”

“Only good things, I promise. But even good things sometimes mean sacrifices, giving up the good for the better. Kingsley has Juliette as his second-in-command now so he leaves the New Sams in charge at the Möbius. Juliette’s even scarier than a lesbian.” The Mistress gave Chris a smile so she would know she was joking. But Chris seemed entirely lost in what was happening under the sheet. ”You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Chris smiled. “A little. It hurt some at first but it’s...yeah, that’s pretty enjoyable.”

“Enjoyable? Okay, well, that’s a start. I’m trying to remember if a guy ever told me ‘that’s enjoyable’ during a blow job. Give me a minute because that’s a considerable mental Rolodex I’m flipping through.”

When Chris laughed the dildo nearly came out of her.

“Shit,” The Mistress said, pushing it back in. “Nice PC muscles.”

“You know, that might be the first time anyone’s complimented my PC muscles before.”

“The stronger the PC muscles, the stronger the orgasms. I do Kegels all the time.”

“Do they work?” Chris asked.

“I could crack a walnut.”

Chris burst into laughter again so The Mistress took advantage of that momentary distraction to push a larger dildo into her. The laughter stopped as Chris closed her eyes tight.

“I know it hurts. Just try to focus on the pleasure, okay?” The Mistress turned the fingertip vibrator onto a higher setting.

“Now you know why I’ve been putting this off.”

“I don’t blame you. You don’t have sex with men so there’s no real reason to even worry about your hymen unless you plan on using toys or doing fisting or anything.”

“I never planned on any of that. No toys. No dildos. Too much baggage.”