Schooled by Gigi Thorne

Author:Gigi Thorne [Thorne, Gigi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 40671169
Published: 2018-06-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Carter

Josie doesn’t show up to our tutoring session Saturday afternoon.

Doesn’t call, doesn’t show.

I’m both worried and pissed off. I call her, I text her. I consider going to her house, since I know that her parents are both away travelling, but that would be too risky. I search news reports to see if anything has happened to her, but nothing comes up.

I’m getting angrier and angrier, but I also know my Josie. She’s sulking because I didn’t spank her and then fuck her the way she hoped. So she’s skipping the tutoring session to punish me. Well, she’s in for a nasty surprise the next time I get her alone.

After a full day of stewing, I head to Surrender that night.

I go into a changing room and put on my leather hood, my black jeans, leather boots and tank top. It’s a comforting ritual, the change of clothing representing a cross-over to a different world—a world where I can be fully myself.

Usually, if I’m feeling frustrated, I can satisfy myself by finding a woman to tie up and spank, but ever since I started meeting Josie in my office, that option is off the table for me. As usual, a steady stream of women try to catch my attention, but I brush them off irritably and lurk by the bar.

I make conversation with some of my friends who are regulars, I have a couple of drinks, but I’m just not feeling it.

A couple of hours drag by, and I’m about to head home when I see a new club member ignoring his sub’s panicked plea to stop paddling her. When she yells out “red”, everyone rushes over. That’s the code word that someone needs help.

The doofus argues, so we kick him out.

The sub, a skinny brunette whose scene name is Phoebe, stumbles over to a couch and sits down, crying. I go and sit in a chair facing her. “You’re okay,” I tell her, patting her knee. “He’ll never come back.”

“Is it my fault? It’s my fault. I’m so weak. I wanted to please him, I did, but he was hurting me. But that’s the whole point, isn’t it? I’m so weak. It’s all my fault,” she babbles.

“It is not your fault,” I say firmly. “Even in a BDSM relationship, you always have the right to say ‘no’ when you’re being pushed past your limits. Hell, especially in a BDSM relationship. Never forget that.”

Someone taps my shoulder, and I swivel around irritably. It’s Mistress Sara.

“Master Simon,” she says.

“Can’t you see I’m busy?” I snap.

She flashes me a frosty look and walks off. I take a deep breath, then get up and hurry after her.

“I apologize,” I say when I catch up to her by the St. Andrew’s Cross. “I know you wouldn’t interrupt me unless it was important. What’s going on?”

She shoots me a look of annoyance. “Your little schoolgirl fan was here for a couple of minutes, but she just stormed out. She saw you talking to Phoebe and looked upset.

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