Tamed

“Permission to speak, Mistress?” Ethan asked.

She nodded. “Of course.”

“Mistress G told me you’ve been a submissive for some time now.” His deep voice stroked over her.

“Yes.” She cleared her throat, aware that G was carefully watching the interplay between them. “I’ve had a number of successful relationships.”

A smile played over his lips. “Would I be out of line if I asked what made you want to change roles?”

She knew that was a bold question for a sub to ask, but she chose to answer him. He of all people had the right to know.

“Not at all.” She took a sip of her drink. “For some time, I’ve been convinced I wanted much more out of my relationships. Something that gave me deeper satisfaction. I wanted to be the one in control, managing the pleasure for both myself and my partners. When I began to resent the dominance of my last partner, I knew it was time to explore this other side of myself.” She studied his face, saw the question barely concealed in his eyes. “I know all the rules, Ethan. I have a good reputation in the community. You can trust me. I want you to believe I will never betray that trust in any way.”

The hazel eyes darkened to a soft gray. “Then I will do my best to make the evening a fulfilling one for you.”