Jessica's Breakdown [Journey of a Thousand Miles 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (7 page)

“Jessica might need a volunteer.”

Chase looked up and stared at Mark, wondering what exactly he had missed.

“Volunteer?” He shook his head.

“Yeah, when she’s giving a seminar she likes using a volunteer that we pick for her. It makes it easier than picking a man from the audience.”

“I wish that I could volunteer, but she already knows what I look like.” He scoffed, realizing that he was going to be watching her in action and wouldn’t be able to say or do anything.

Smiling broadly, Mark crossed his arms over his chest and nodded. Chase could tell that he had a plan. It was obvious. Arching his brow, Chase waited impatiently, wondering what he would say. Looking over at Beau, he saw his brother squinting. Maybe he already knew what Mark was planning to say.

“I do have an idea, but I’m not sure if you’ll be willing to do it.”

Mark moved forward, leaning into the table and Chase found himself mimicking his movements.

“Are you considering subbing for her?” Mark asked, and Chase swallowed hard, unsure if he was willing to completely change his role.

It was hard to believe that subs really did have all the power. When you decided to give power over to another person, that took a huge amount of trust and respect. Most people thought that the Dom was in charge, but without the sub relinquishing their power, a Dom couldn’t be in charge.

The desire to be with Jessica was over whelming. She was on his mind every minute of the day. Nodding his head, Chase held his breath, wondering what Mark’s idea was.

“I know this is isn’t something you’ve done before, but if you want to be her volunteer tomorrow, I can only think of one thing to do. You could wear a mask covering your face and a pair of jeans or shorts. There are lots of male subs, so it should be easy for you to figure out what to wear.”

Chase’s heart rate picked up and he cringed, leaning back in his seat. Did he really want to be her volunteer that much? He needed to think about it, but he knew that time was running out. The seminar was tomorrow morning. Turning in his seat, he looked at Beau, wondering what he thought.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea, Chase.” Beau shook his head.

“This might be what we need though to get her attention.” He shrugged. The only thing he hated was the idea of being on stage. All of her attention and focus wouldn’t be on him. If it was a private room, he would’ve immediately volunteered. Although, if she wasn’t too focused on him, then maybe she wouldn’t be asking him questions and maybe she wouldn’t realize that it was him under the mask.

* * * *

Beau didn’t like the idea of Chase going on stage with Jessica. She already knew them, had seen them naked. He wasn’t ready for her to know that they were here in Dallas. It was supposed to remain a secret for a little while longer. He wanted to see her in action first. He wanted to see if she really was a Domme and not a sub. It was hard to believe that she wasn’t a sub. Most people that were subs liked the loss of power in their personal lives because they were so much in control in their professional lives. That had been his experience.

“I still don’t like it, Chase. You’ve never subbed before. Jessica will be expecting a man on stage that follows orders and enjoys what she’s going to be doing. Do you want to be spanked? Possibly whipped? No, very bad idea.”

“You’re right. I don’t want to be spanked, whipped, or have anything shoved up my ass.” Chase looked disappointed and Beau understood. They had been trying to get Jessica’s attention for a really long time.

“Exactly, I forgot about ass play.” Beau knew that reminding Chase what might happen up on stage would stop him from volunteering. He didn’t want to watch her with another man, but he did want to see the excitement in her eyes.

Whenever he had played in the past, it made him feel an overwhelming sense of excitement and power. He wondered if she felt the same way. Watching her would cement it for them. This week might prove if they had a chance for something more in the future.

“Is there another sub you’re thinking about for Jessica to use?”

“There are always male subs looking for a woman to Dom them.” He shrugged. “I’ll find someone.”

“Make sure he isn’t single,” Chase said before finishing his beer.

“Not a problem.” Mark nodded.

Beau focused on his food, taking big bites. It had been an interesting day traveling from Coltmann County to Austin and then flying to Dallas. He had been a little worried that Jessica would see them. Luckily, the one time she had caught them, he was able to move around the corner. It had been a close call.

“Tomorrow morning, are you going to watch from the observation room or are you planning on being closer to the stage?” Sean asked. The four of them left the dining room and headed toward the lobby. He did a quick sweep of the room, making sure that Jessica hadn’t come back down from her room.

“I’m not sure. I want to be close enough to hear what she has to say, but I’m worried that she might see us. We’ll probably sit in the observation room and just watch her,” Chase said.

“Body language is more important than people think. We won’t be focusing on her words. Instead, we’ll be able to watch her face and eyes.” Beau walked down the private hallway toward their suite. He was ready to call it a night. Tomorrow would be an enlightening experience.

Stretching, Jessica blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to wake up. She had a class to teach and had been looking forward to this since her last visit. Crawling out of bed, Jessica headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. She was still early, but she knew that she wanted to spend a few extra minutes straightening her hair and applying makeup.

Walking into the bathroom, Jessica finally felt her nerves set in. Every time she went on stage she felt a little scared. Not having an outline or a specific class was even more nerve-wracking, but luckily there was still time to talk to Mark and find out what he wanted her to do. She also needed to make sure she had a volunteer.

Moving through the bathroom, she washed her face and brushed her teeth. Plugging in her straightener, she started her makeup routine. It was always important to look the part and she wanted to appear a little on the wicked side. This was her dress-up time, children got Halloween, and Jessica got her vacation here at Iron Gate.

Finally, after almost an hour, Jessica went back into her room and started getting dressed. She decided to wear her black leather knee-length dress. She knew once she put it on, it would be close to impossible to take back off. The dress hugged her body and almost prevented her from breathing, but it made her feel like she was in total control. Next, she went to the dresser and put on her five-inch black pumps. Stepping back, she stared at herself in the mirror and felt like a completely different person.

Grabbing her room key off the desk, Jessica headed to the door and out of her room. She took a few deep breathes, trying to compose herself as she waited for the elevator. Stepping on, she pushed the
Lobby
button and waited as the elevator started to move. Her first stop was Mark’s office, Jessica headed down the long hallway by all the private suites. Knocking on the door, she waited.

“Come in.” She heard Mark’s gruff voice. Turning the knob, she walked in and waited for him to acknowledge her.

Looking up, Mark smiled. “Good morning. Come on in and have a seat.”

“Morning.” Jessica walked over toward his desk and sat in the chair across from him.

“Are you ready for your class?”

“About that…I was hoping you could help me with a subject choice. I have no idea what to talk about. Normally, I’m more prepared, but today I’m not.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve got lots of ideas. In fact, there was going to be a seminar later in the day on erotically dominating a submissive man. I had to cancel it. Why don’t you do a little scene on stage, about forty minutes should be enough time.”

“Sounds perfect, do you have a volunteer I can use?”

“Of course, there are always lots of volunteers ready to help.”

“Perfect. I’m going to head out and grab some coffee. Bring him to the stage around ten. I’ll be ready to go.” Standing up, Jessica headed out of Mark’s office and down the hall, needing some extra energy.

She felt a little anxious, her stomach rolled and she knew there was no way she could eat anything until after her time on stage. Rubbing her stomach, Jessica went toward the back of the hotel, through the two huge iron gates and into the actual club. It was dark and cool. Instantly, she felt as though she had been transported to another world.

Walking up to the large self-serve bar, she grabbed a coffee cup and filled it. Taking a quick sip, she sat it on the counter and grabbed a few packets of sugar and the creamer, adding a liberal amount. Sitting down on one of the bar stools, she took a few drinks of her coffee as she looked around.

In the main room, the walls were all black, music played in the background and she swayed to the slow techno beat. The lights were dim throughout the room, except for the spotlights that highlighted the different play areas. There were multiple floors, hallways, and tons of rooms with different themes. During the daytime, there were usually multiple seminars happening. The Iron Gate believed in educating their guests and Jessica respected that a lot.

Glancing up at the clock, she realized that she only had a few minutes. She was grateful that Mark had given her a topic. It made her feel a little less stressed knowing that all she needed to do was talk to the audience and show them a basic scene. The class was meant as an introduction to women who were interested in becoming dominant. Standing up, she straightened her dress and walked toward the stage. People were already seated, coffee in hand, waiting for her. The crowd mostly consisted of women, but there were a few men sitting on the floor next to their mistresses.

Climbing up the stairs, Jessica got onstage. She took a few deep breaths and smiled, looking out at the crowd. The lights were bright and even though she couldn’t see everyone she knew that they could see her.

“Good morning, everyone, I’m Jessica. I don’t expect any special titles, unless I’m playing, of course, and then I usually demand that I’m called ‘Ma’am.’” She smiled and winked. Looking out at the audience, she recognized a few faces and was glad that there were some friends mixed into the group.

“I know a few of you out there but not everyone. This seminar is more of an introductory guide to dominating a submissive man. Master Mark is bringing me a volunteer to the stage right now.” She watched as Mark brought a good looking man toward the stage. He was young, tall, and muscular, and Jessica spent a few seconds inspecting him.

He walked up the stairs and stood in the middle of the stage, facing the crowd. Looking down, he didn’t make eye contact with anyone. He just looked down at his feet. He didn’t say anything, which was a good sign that Mark had already spoken with him. “I’m going to go through a whole session from beginning to end. If you have questions, feel free to stand up and I’ll recognize you. During a scene in any other part of the club, though, that won’t be tolerated until the end.”

Jessica moved, striding across the stage toward the man. She got a closer look at the young man chosen to be hers for the next hour. “His body should be clean. If he presents himself with unbrushed teeth, bad breath, or unshaven beard stubble, he must correct these matters before you allow him the privilege of being dominated by you.” She ran her hand around his body as she inspected every inch of him. “He did a good job this morning.” The crowd laughed as she circled him.

“We’ve never played together before, so usually at this point before you start a session, you need to discuss physical and emotional limits, safe words, and if there will be any sexual interaction.” She told the crowd before stopping directly in front of her sub. “Tell me your hard limits.”

“I don’t have any,” he said and Jessica cocked her head to the side and stared at him.

“You have no hard limits? Think very hard about that. We are on stage in front of a whole room full of people. I will expect obedience. You don’t mind getting naked? Ass play? Spankings?” she questioned, wanting to make sure he was, in fact, being completely honest.

“I’ll do whatever you tell me to.” He grinned and Jessica realized that Master Mark had obviously picked this man for a reason.

“Okay. I’m going to talk you through this. If you have any concerns or need me to slow down, please say
yellow
. If you want me to stop what I’m doing, say
red
. I might ask you what color you’re at during different stages. Answer clearly and honestly and I’ll adjust,” Jessica said to him. He nodded his head and she looked around. There was a table and a chair, her toy bag was on top of the table and Jessica smiled to herself,
let the games begin
.

“Bring me the chair, please. I want you to place it in the center of the stage and await further instructions.” He nodded once more and Jessica stepped in his way, stopping him.

“Yes, ma’am. That’s what you say. Don’t nod,” she chastised.

“Yes, ma’am.” He swallowed hard. Jessica moved to the side and let him pass. Picking up the chair, he did exactly as she had told him.