The Runaway Sub. (Book Three)

Chapter 1

Love sucks.
-W. E

Darcy.

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I stare at my reflection in the mirror for the umpteenth time tonight and contemplated the meaning of life. I really didn't want to be at work right now but then again, this has been my excuse for months. I just have to accept that she was gone from my life and didn't want to be found.

I sighed deeply before cracking my neck and pulled on my black leather heeled boots. Looking at my outfit, I was satisfied with the choice; it was an all black leather attire that completely revealed the best parts of me and just for kicks, I topped it off with a pair of long black gloves.

Bruce, the club bouncer, came knocking at my door to let me know I needed to get started and I faked a smile as I headed to the red room. My hair was pulled back in a tight bun and I held my head high as I walked through the crowd. There were people enjoying themselves everywhere and even though plentiful, I knew more were in the private rooms.

Many of the guest recognized me and tried to get my attention but my face stayed neutral as I really wasn't in the mood. I just had to get my job done and try my best to get home in time for college tomorrow. This was my final year and I couldn't afford to fall back because I was constantly thinking about some girl.

Pushing the door open, I took a deep breath as I saw the room filled with rich guests just waiting to be fucked and the others that were already getting their rewards. I knew most of these people from outside the club and even though they couldn't get enough of me in here, they pretended that they didn't know me when we crossed paths, and who could blame them, they were judges and doctors and whatnot.

"Lady Faye, we've missed you."

My boss said as she held my hand and led me towards the back where I noticed a really pretty girl kneeling naked in a corner. She looked too young to be a member and obviously too new to be a slave and I raised my eyebrow as she quickly looked away, scared, at being caught.

"Ms. T, are you sure she isn't underage?"

"Don't worry my love; today's her birthday, she just turned 18." My boss replied in her thick British accent. "She's a close friend's daughter and wanted to experience the fullness of what we have to offer."

"So why don't you take her for tonight, since you obviously know her."

"I have other high paying clients and well, she's here for free... Need I say more?"

I shake my head before she smirks and heads over to kneel before the girl. Raising her chin up, she smiled again and I could see how nervous the girl was.

"This is lady Faye, the girl I was telling you about. Obey her and I promise you, it'll be the best night of your life."

The girl nods and my boss gets up and slowly walk towards me. She had on a similar outfit to mine but hers was a black latex dress that revealed her entire middle both back and front and was just kept together by strings. Her huge breasts seemed to stare at me and her chuckles made me all too aware that she knew.

"Tomorrow, we continue our sessions." She whispers before taking one of my breasts and sucking.

Any other time and I would have reveled in this pleasure but I really just wanted the night to be over. She slaps my bare ass harshly and exits, leaving me alone with a frightened 18 year old.

"Stand." I commanded harshly and she obeyed.

I walk over to her and remove the hands she had covering herself. "In this room, I'm in charge. You do what I say, when I say it. You do not touch yourself, you do not look at me and above all, you do not cum without my permission. Do I make myself clear."

She nods at me and without thought, I smile.

When she realized her mistake, she quickly looks down and I could see her body tense with fear. I raise her chin so that we were eye to eye and pull her tiny body to press against me.

"You just broke a rule." I whisper before licking just below her ear.

I feel her shiver before whispering I'm sorry and I couldn't stop myself from biting her neck. She screams and tries to push me away but I held both hands behind her.

"You're new, so I'm gonna try to be lenient... But do try to understand a few things; I hate a disobedient girl, especially one who doesn't answer me when I ask a question."

"I-"

I press on her hands as she tried to talk before continuing. "Don't interrupt me when I'm talking and unless I speak to you directly, you're just to call me lady Faye... Is that clear."

She nods at me but when I narrow my eyes, her shaky voice replies. I lead her to the bed and tell her to lie on her back as I walk over to one of the many desks for the toys I'd be needing tonight.

"Are you a virgin?" I ask.

"No."

Ignoring her mistake, I continue. "Can you stand pain?"

"Yes... Lady Faye."

Satisfied with both her answer and my selection, I head over to the bed and place my items down. The girl sits up and pulls her knees to her chest and I just know that she would be very hard to tame.

"Are you going to use all these on me?"

"Yes."

"What if I don't like them?"

"You will."

"But what if I don't?"

"Then I'll stop. Just say black and I'll stop immediately."

"Promise?"

I really wanted to roll my eyes and spank her for being naive but I sighed before going to stand near her. Placing my hand in her hair, I pulled her head down and gently kissed her lips. She moans slightly and I pull away to smile at her.

"I promise."

She nods at me and I head back to separate my toys.

"I'm Asha, by the way."

"We don't ever use our real names in here."

"Oh... Sorry."

"It's time you stopped talking. When I tie you its my time. You understand my rules, right?"

"Yes."

I stare at her annoyed.

"Yes, lady Faye."

"Good."

I grab a pillow and place it in the center of the bed before putting her to lie on it, tummy first. I spread her legs and buckle each to the sides of the bed. When I'm done with that I light my candle and balance it on the bed before placing the massage oil next to it.