Beads Of Demand

Debut

Diana's POV

I walked down the steps into the ballroom to see maybe already 40 people mingling. Many eyes caught me and I became the center attention. I made a few head nods and I joined the party. Ava was upstairs while my team put the final touches on her.

"Well Diana! You must deliver, where is she?!" Joe asked. Joe was the oldest in the community. He was 62 and had four submissives on the contract, two of them males. "She's putting on the final touches. Quite a perfectionist I am , you must know that as well as understand," I said and he nodded. "Ey... Get here boy!" he said looking behind me. I smiled and waved a goodbye as he walked over to take care of his submissive.

I got up and went over to the bar and was surprised when Lucas turned around to serve me. "I don't remember hiring you as my bartender," I said and he chuckled. "You didn't. Actually you didn't hire anybody," he said giving a platter of drinks to a server. "I must thank you properly for this," I said and then my eyes lowered to his collar.

"Si-" I was interrupted by a woman placing her hand firmly on the bar, almost slamming it to catch my attention. "He's mine bitch," she said .. alcohol seeping from her pours. "Diana please forgive her. She's not quite herself-" I raised my hand and he stopped talking and I looked back at his mistress.

"This is how your mistress carries herself in public?" I asked and she narrowed her eyes at me. I chuckled and grabbed a toothpick from the bar. My eyes widened as Derek pulled her into his body and whispered something in her ear, making her surrender and bow her head in embarrassment and walk off.

"I could've handled the broad by myself," I said and put the toothpick in my mouth. "So where's the big surprise. You know everybody's waiting on her," he said with a huge smile as he walked alongside me. "I guess you'll have to wait like everybody else," I said and parted ways with him. I saw Rachel not too far , her eyes following me.

I feel like such a threat to everyone. Twain interrupted my step and pulled me to the side. "She's here," he said and I nodded and left the ballroom and went to the huge garden behind the hotel. "You wanted to meet?" Jennifer asked and I nodded, giving the signal to Robby and Twain to close in.

"I need you to make it clear to me what happened between you and Zachary?" I asked. I always knew when Jennifer was lying. She told me this story of him cheating on her in her own bed and I almost believed her.Jennifer when lying shifted her weight from right to left, rubbed her left elbow and constantly adjusted her shirt. She avoided all of these things except rubbing her left elbow. It was a good attempt but not good enough. I pulled her into a hug and upon letting go she bumped into Twain who put her to sleep quickly and dragged her off.

I sighed. I looked to sky and ask my g-d why but knew no answer would be given to me because it was Satan who had it.

I walked back into the ballroom and went upstairs to fetch Ava who was ready, sitting on the edge of the bed. Her hair long and wavy and kept in messy bun with two curls running down the front of her face. Her make up simple yet breath taking. "Are you ready?" I asked and she nodded slowly.

I kissed her deep and she kissed back. "You have at least 120 people downstairs waiting for you to walk down," I said she smiled nervously as I pulled her up to stand. I adjusted her collar and we began our triumphant , dramatic walk down the steps.

The room went quiet and I smirked in satisfaction at the wide eyes and dropped jaws as Ava descended the steps only a few steps behind me. When our feet had both reached the bottom I continued my path through the crowd and she clung to me.

Each Mistress and Master took their turns introducing themselves to Ava, overwhelming her as she tried to run and hide, find a corner to go in but this whole event was about her. She wouldn't escape that easily or so I thought.

The longer the party went on ... the more she got comfortable and didn't hang by me. I thought nothing of it until I couldn't see her anywhere. I searched each corner of the ballroom and couldn't find her. I looked for Twain and asked if he had eyes on her. After a minute he shook his head no and I began to call and text her with no response.

I went out into the lobby and checked the books. She took a room key to 812B. I got in the elevator and tapped my foot impatiently. I burst in the room and she had fallen asleep with tear stains down her face.

A flashback of me after Derek's and I's divorce played in my head and tears hit my own eyes as I closed the door. G-d forbid she wakes up and see's me like this. I slid to the floor and looked at my hands. Ava was supposed to be a good fuck ... but she was taking over my mind and body and I was letting her.

I felt a really strong presence . I looked up to see Zachary and he was smiling. I didn't know what to say. He grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me into a hug. "I ... didn't hear you .. the stairwell door or the elevator," I said and then added, "Why is your body so cold?"

"Diana..." I peeked my head into the room to see Ava and when I looked back Zachary was gone. What in the fuck?