Kate wondered how Sandra dealt with that—especially here, where women were always thinking about the men as possible sex partners.
She felt no erotic zing with Brent like she had immediately with Dex, but Master Brent was still an extremely sexy man.
He raised Sandra’s hand to his lips and brushed a gentle kiss across the back of her fingers. “Who have you brought me, my dear?”
Sandra smiled up at him with such adoration that Kate almost felt like she was intruding.
“This is Kate Fretwell. She’s heard good things about us through the submissives grapevine, and from Dex, and wants some information about membership.”
Brent’s expression brightened at the mention of Dex. Kate wasn’t surprised that Dex was well liked everywhere he went; she just wished things hadn’t ended between them the way they had.
“Welcome, Kate. Come in. Have a seat, and we can talk.” He gestured to a large leather love seat next to his desk.
As the butter-soft leather welcomed her, she settled back against it, shamelessly feeling very decadent and pampered. Sandra sat beside her, and Brent took the large office chair in front of his desk.
It was only then that Kate noticed a large bank of monitors mounted on the wall that would be easy for Brent to see from his seat behind his desk. There seemed to be views from all around the dungeon, just as Sandra had said.
Brent turned his head to follow her line of sight. “I assume Sandra has already told you that Club Desire has cameras throughout that are monitored at all times, from a few different places inside the building.”
She nodded. “Yes, that’s pretty impressive. But then, everything I’ve seen and heard so far has been pretty impressive.”
Brent smiled, and she felt the impact, even though there was no attraction between them. She wondered if all the Doms around here were lethally gorgeous. She knew at least two of them were.
Brent’s phone issued three short notes in what she recognized as a tritone sound, like a train whistle. Jarring enough to get someone’s attention.
“I apologize for the interruption.” He took out his phone and while his expression never changed, Kate was adept enough at reading people that she immediately saw his level of tension rise. His gaze snapped up to hers and then slid over to Sandra. “I’m sorry. I have to see to something on Basement Four.” He stood. “Sandra, if you want to stay here with Kate and answer any further questions, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He pressed the elevator button, and as soon as the doors opened, he stepped inside and hit the button repeatedly to close the doors.
Once they’d closed, hiding him from view, Kate turned to Sandra. Her expression showed clear worry. “Brent wouldn’t have left like that unless it was urgent.” She stood and crossed the office to the bank of monitors. Kate followed, curious as to what was going on.
When her gaze found the one marked B4, she gasped.
Chapter 21
Is this a sex club, or a library?
Dex stepped into the elevator on the main floor of Club Desire. His phone chirped, and he pulled it out of the holster on his belt. Likely the text was urgent, since Brent was in a meeting and Dex was covering for him. The elevator doors slid closed as he frowned at the display.
B4 34 STAT. OMW! ~J
“Damn. I jinxed myself!”
Dex punched the B4 button on the elevator panel a little harder than necessary. Jake wouldn’t send a STAT text for anything less than a serious situation.
According to the message, he would meet Dex in play area 34 on Basement level 4. On the security monitors, Jake must have seen him in the elevator and hoped Dex could arrive first.
When the doors opened on Basement 4, Dex bolted out of the elevator, turned right, and ran full speed down the curved hallway. In the dim corridor, the row of lights that ran along the baseboards glowed enough to allow him to see the vacant play areas as he ran by.
The sound of something repeatedly hitting flesh echoed down the hallway. From the distinctive thud, it wasn’t a flogger, which made him fear for the worst possible scenarios.
“You deserve every mark this leaves, bitch! No fucking sub tells me what to do.”
The angry words echoed down the hallway, and Dex put on another burst of speed as urgency stampeded through his body.
When he came closer, he had to blink against the sudden brightness that illuminated the play area. He skidded to a stop and absorbed every detail before he registered the rage burning through him. He would analyze details later. Now, he let instinct kick in.
A few steps, and he reached the son of a bitch. Dex ripped the Dom, Frank, away from the whimpering sub.