A life of Sin ( Complete )

Mistress Elsie

I hurry out of the room where I got flogged. I don't know how to feel, so I just shamefully walk down the stairs. Back to try again at being a waitress I go.

Part of me is mad at Bastien and part of me is aroused yet I was scared but felt safe at the same time. I don't even know who I am anymore. What is going on?

I mean, it was just a simple punishment, but to me, it was more than just that. It was my first taste of BDSM. It was just a flogging. No big deal as he said. I'm just overeating, right?

I push my thoughts aside. I reach the bar and call out,

" Chan, I'm back! " loudly.

No one comes, so I call again,

" Chan, are you there? I need drinks to serve. " in a calmer manner becouse maybe I scared him.

" Chan is not availible at the moment. You can take this to table six. " Says a woman with box dyed red hair from behind the counter.

" Yes I will. But first, what's your name? I haven't met you yet. I'm Valere. " I ask, eying the drinks.

I see drinks of which I don't even know the name of. I guess I'll have to ask about the Menu later. It's good to be informed. But first, I have to daliver the drinks after this lady tells me her name.

" It's Samantha, but everyone around here just calls me Sam. " She says and gives me the tray.

" Well Sam, thank you. " I say and head for the table I was told to go to.

I count the tables: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and then put down the tray. Without spilling this time. They thank me and I go back to the bar. I think I'm getting the hang of this.

At least that's what I thought until thought about Bastien again. An icky feeling washes over me. I can't believe he did that to me, I feel assaulted! He just made me bend over a peice of equitment and hit me in the ass with a whip. What the fuck? Who does he think he is? And why am I so mad about it?

Is that really worth being mad over? It was just a little punishment. It meant nothing to him. It shouldn't mean anything to me. I mean, he my boss. Just my boss. Not my boyfriend. Why do I want him? It's not right.

I shouldn't want anyone after Ethan cheated on me. But also, god fucking damn it, I need to just get over him. But I can't just like I can't get Master Bastien out of my head.

" Hello? Are you okay? You don't look too good. " Asks Sam, pulling me from my thoughts.

" Oh yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking, that's all. " I plaster on my best fake smile.

" If you say so. Can you take this to Master Laim? He is with his slave at the moment in the play area. " Sam says skeptically, holding out a single class of Tequila.

" Of course I can. Where exactly is the play room?" I ask stupidly.

" Oh wow, you really are new. " She cackles loudly.

" Yeah, now where is it? " I repeat.

" To your left and then back by the end of the building. It's really not that far at all so hurry up! " She then goes back to making drinks.

I start making my way to the play section fallowing her derections. I find it reather easily. As I approach, I see a woman in a collar knelt betweem his knees. Must be a common position for resting, I assume.

Towering over her is Master Liam. He has black hair to match her black collar and leash. I think that's a bit odd but okay, it's not my body, not my problem, and not my place to judge, so I don't say anything about it.

I walk over to them with an international sway in my hips. If I am going to be here, I'm gonna be sexy. Not that I have anyone to impress but why not. I step to the side of Master Liam, avoiding eye contact with the submissive, ignoring her completely.Then I say to Master Laim,

" Your drink, Sir. " With a slight respectful bow of the head.

It is better to be too respectful than not respectful enough and get punished as a result. Am I right?

He accepts it and then tells me this,

" Thank you, beaufiful. You know, I'd love to play with you some time if your up for it. " And winks.

" No thank you, Sir. I am a waitress, not a submisive or slave. Just a worker. Sorry." I say and turn around on my heels to leave.

" Wait, don't go! " Master liam says as he grabs my arm.

" I want you so badly. Join my slave on the ground so we can play. " He smirks, making me uncomfertable.

" No thank you. I'm good, I'll pass. " I try to keep my cool but my self control is wearing thin.

Suddenly, he tries to pull me on top of him. I scream out for help but he puts his hand over my mouth before anyone can hear me, or so I think.

" Hey! She said that she is not interested so listen to her. Let her go imeditly. " Says an angry voice.

" Sorry Miss Elise, I'll let her go right away. " And with that, I'm free.

I turn around to face my savoir. The person who saved the from whatever that man was going to do to me. When I do, I'm greeted by a familer face.

It's Elsie. But since when was she ' Miss Elise '? Is she a dominate? Did she lie?

" What are you doing? " I ask, shock written all over my blush covered face.

" Did I forget to mention that I am actully not a waitress? " She giggles and I notice her sexy bondage decorated breast, which I thought was only something submissives wear, but I guess it's not.

" Yes. You did forget to tell me that. " I respond with a chuckle becouse she is my best friend still.

" Oops. Well, look at the time, shifts over. The bar is closing. Let's get you home, yeah? " She holds a hand out to me, which I accept, still in shock.

" Yeah, let's go! " And then she walked me home.

I have a lot of new imformation and things to prosses. What the fuck was today?!