lights on low. “It’s a little dark down here, so let your eyes adjust.”
“I’m fine.” He replies, walking past me to look around.
“Welcome to our dungeon. As you can see this area is open to observe play, but down there,” I point to a hallway in the corner, “are private rooms.”
“This is incredible. I’ve seen some dungeons in my time, but this is one of the better ones. The stone walls make it really cool down here and add to the overall effect. This must really help people get in the right frame of mind.”
I love that he sounds impressed and I feel a sense of pride for my club. “Come on, let’s go upstairs and we can talk more privately.”
We finally end up at my office, he ushers me in and locks the door behind us. I swivel to face him. “You’re a Dom?”
“I am. And you’re a Mistress.”
I approach him slowly and even in my six inch heels he’s taller. His hair is darker than Jack’s, making his blue eyes pop and he has a similar build. “Does Jack know?” I ask.
“Not about you, clearly.” He replies.
“He knows about you?” I’m still in shock; I can’t believe Alex is a Dom.
“Yes, he knows.” I let out a breath and move over to the one-way window overlooking the first floor. “Ella.” I can tell from the direction of his voice that he’s moved to the sofa. I face him and lean against the glass. “How long?” He asks.
“Three years.” I reply. “Nearly four if you count my training.”
He looks a little surprised and shakes his head “I don’t believe it. Little Ella Blake, a Mistress.”
I walk over to him and stick my heel between his thighs aggressively. “You will refer to me as Eleanor or Miss Blake in the future. I’m a Mistress, this is my club and I deserve respect.”
His eyes lock with mine and we size each other up. He still has an amused look on his face, but he holds his hands up in a sign of surrender. “As you wish Miss Blake.” I remove my foot and sit next to him.
“I never thought it’d be you walking through those doors tonight.” We look at each other and suddenly burst out laughing. It helped to dispel some of the tension that had been mounting since his arrival.
“So,” I say once I’ve caught my breath. “What do you think of Velvet?”
“I think it’s outstanding, but there’s always room for improvement.” He replies. I’d been thinking the same recently and looked forward to hearing his views.
“Look...” I pause searching for the right words, but again he fills in the blanks.
“I won’t tell Jack.”
“Thank you.”
“Is that why you ran away from him today?”
“Yes. We were catching up and having a nice chat when I got a text from Izzy asking me to come in and I freaked out about him finding out I’m a dominatrix; seems silly now.”
“Not silly. Being a Mistress is a way of life and you have to be with someone who understands and accepts that.”
“Still I shouldn’t have run. It’s just, seeing Jack brought back so many memories.”
“Of course it would. You loved each other. There are a lot of memories for us all from back then.” I face Alex to find him deep in thought, our eyes meet and we share a smile.
“I’m not going to tell him Alex. Not yet, at least. Who knows how often I’ll even see him.”
“That’s your choice. I think we’re all in new territory here and we’ll have to feel our way. Your secret is safe with me.” Alex stands, offering a hand to help me up. He gives me a brief hug and walks to the door.
“Master Cole? Welcome to Velvet. It’s always nice to have fresh blood.” He flashes a dark smile and leaves my office. I take a moment to process what just happened and straighten myself up in the mirror.
The rest of the evening runs smoothly and all the subs are excited about Alex. He moves about the club observing scenes and talking to various people. After an emotional day, I decide to leave early. Its midnight, but the club will be in full swing till