Beautifully Submissive (Norminah)

♡Beautifully Submissive♡

Prologue II - Two years later

"Hey! I wasn't expecting to see you for another half a year."

"I missed you too, Ms. Rowe."

Normani chuckled as she hugged Charms's business/building manager. Solàna Rowe, an average height, chocolate skinned, lean built young woman, was hired by Normani to oversee her burlesque themed club while the now thirty-two year old was overseas constructing expansion deals. Normani was expected to still be away for another six months, but due to plans being made faster than usual, she decided to make a surprise return back to New Orleans to see how her queendom was thriving. She had heard through social media that her business was receiving new dancers and entertainers every week. All of them beautiful, pleasant to the eyes, and a delight to listen to.

"Your regular box?" Solàna asked.

"Please," Normani replied, walking behind her to a boxed balcony designated just for her. "By the way, you look amazing."

Solàna blushed before turning around to Normani at her box, opening the rope entrance for her.

"Thank you. My domme thinks so too."

Normani's perfectly arched eyebrow rose slightly in amusement.

"Oh?"

"Her name's Robyn Fenty," Solàna giggled. "She's absolutely gorgeous. And...very much like you Ms. Kordei."

Normani couldn't help but laugh light heartedly. It was refreshing for Normani to know that she wasn't the only one who enjoyed loving women the way she did, let alone that her most trusted employee would end up being with said person.

"I didn't take you for the submissive type Ms. Rowe."

"I didn't either to be honest," Solàna replied bashfully. "But I'm starting to really like her, and with that comes the constant desire to please her. She makes me feel safe. And very loved."

Normani smiled at her business/building manager as she continued to talk about her new love interest. She was happy that she could find someone to share an intimate bond with, but she also felt a little ping of jealousy. She wasn't yet successful in finding the perfect submissive woman. All the women she pursued in the past had a little bite to them. All except for the beautiful blonde she had the pleasure of being with that one night in New York two years ago. She often wondered how Dinah was doing. They would message one another every now and then, but lately Normani hasn't heard from the blonde much. She was beginning to think that the blonde had moved on to someone else.

"So I heard that we've been getting some new recruits," she said, bringing her mind back to the task at hand. "Do you have their profiles?"

"I do!" Solàna replied excitedly. "I think you'll really like them. Some of them are about to come out and rehearse for tonight's show. We have twelve new girls, all from different regions of the states. After evaluating them last week, I put them in performance groups of three based on their chemistry. This next group is actually my favorite. We have Ally Brooke from San Antonio, Lauren Jauregui from Miami, and our newest recruit Dinah Jane from Santa Ana."

Normani's whole body froze as she stared in awe at the profile picture before her. It was Dinah. The very same Dinah she made love to all night in New York and didn't want to let go of. She was now twenty, the maturation of her face and body ever present thanks to the gift of time. She was even more beautiful than Normani remembered.