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Chapter 2

Isabella's face flushed with happiness. She composed herself, folding the note and putting it in her pocket for later. She took a look at the clock hanging on the wall, 12:30. "2 and a half hours." Isabella thought quietly. After about an hour or so another costumer entered the store, Isabella greeted the woman with her unusual happiness. "Good morning ma'am. What can I get you today?" Isabella smiled at the woman. The woman chuckled quiet a bit as Isabella noticed how the woman was dressed. The woman was clad in a black jumpsuit, tightened corset, high-heeled black knee boots, with a spine-chilling dominating look. Isabella was serving a person who she absolutely craved to be. "A dominatrix." Isabella let the words slip from her mouth, unfortunately catching the attention of the woman. "Yes. Very much so. You're familiar with the lifestyle?" The woman spoke clear and firmly. "Y-Yes ma'am." Isabella responded, intimated. The dominatrix scolded her. "Then you should know to responds clearly when talking to a dominate. Now, I would like a salted caramel mocha, venti. Rough night last night, punishing a bad little submissive. Thinking he was entitled to an orgasm." The dominatrix smirked. "And can I have a name for that?" Isabella asked clearer this time. "Mistress Eve." She proudly stated. Isabella hurried away, quickly making Mistress Eve's order. Looking back at the cash register, Isabella saw the Mistress tapping her fingernails on the counter, watching Isabella. Isabella quickly finished writing the name on the cup and returned to the register with the order. "$4.70." Isabella told her, biting her lip alittle. The mistress pulled the cash out of her purse, then proceeded to pay. "You're dominate wouldn't like that." The mistress said about Isabella's lip biting. "I don't have one. I want to be one." Isabella gained a bit of confidence, handing the drink to Mistress Eve. "Oh do you now?" The dominatrix questioned, taking a sip of her drink. Isabella nodded, a little embarrassed. "Then you should stop by the club, I could help you find a good mentor in that. Here, I have the number right here." The mistress offered generously, handing Isabelle the business card. "Hopefully you'll come have fun with us." The Mistress said as she disappeared out of the store.

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