Chapter 9

His voice was cold and vibrant with anger. His eyes flashed, but he maintained his control. He still had the other submissive in his hands. Stella knew he was talking to her, and she didn't make the mistake of waiting before complying. She left the room, completely flushed with shame. Nobody held her back, and once she left, Scott apologized to the audience before finishing his roping and leaving his friend Ryan to handle the rest of the program. He wasn't going to lie; he was just pissed. He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. But he was sure of one thing, it was out of the question that something like this would happen again later, and he was going to make sure of it. Meanwhile, Stella run outside the building into the parking lot at the entrance. She stopped and shivered at the touch of the blowing breeze. He found her seated next to Clyde in the parking lot in front of the club. He was reassured to see her in good company. But he hid his expression of relief. When Clyde saw Scott approaching, he exchanged a few words with Stella, before leaving to leave them alone. Seeing Clyde leave, Stella was quite surprised. But she understood when she saw her Dom appear at her side. She didn't know how to react; she was too ashamed to be able to express herself. She imagined that he must be very unhappy.

- We're going home, you've humiliated me enough in one evening.

She didn't answer. He shouldn't expect anything from her anyway. She followed him in silence and climbed beside him in the car, which took them home.

A week after

They were in Dubai on business. She didn't know why he had taken her with him. Since the incident, which he hadn't talked about again, he had just acted as if nothing had happened. Remorse gripped Stella, who didn't know which feet to dance on. A new week of work in the greatest calm before he announced their departure. So, she didn't ask the reason and didn't make a fuss. Among other things, she loved to travel and discovering Qatar was like a dream that finally came true. She didn't have much to do, or at least the trip didn't involve her action. Contrary to what she might have hoped, they made separate rooms at the hotel. The hotel rooms were simply sensational. She had enough to relax to the maximum, especially given the lack of interest offered by her Dom. She didn't know what to think. Was he angry? Was there something bothering him? He didn't seem like it since they had been chatting normally the whole flight before arriving. But he was so cold since they arrived or maybe just preoccupied. She tried not to get worked up over nothing and to see how things would turn out over time. He offered her to come with him or to find activities and manage to have fun. Being very curious to see her Dom in his work outside the usual framework, she decided to follow him on the first day. They were in a square where there were different types of coffee all around a large fountain. She remained seated on the stone edges of the fountain, eating an ice cream bought a few minutes earlier. Her Dom was talking with another man she was seeing for the first time. He was Asian, and they seemed deep in discussion. From her position, she could see the stranger's back, and she was facing her Dom, who from time to time focused his attention on her. Always so protective, she thought gloatingly. Might as well play a little, right? She couldn't hear what they were saying to each other, but she could easily see from her Dom’s look that he must be talking about her. She cautiously approached in circuitous ways so she could hear more.

For his part, Scott was trying to keep his attention on the discussion he was having with his best friend Elliott, but he was having a hard time. His gaze turned inexorably towards his protegee. He was beginning to regret having taken her with her, he couldn't afford to be so distracted. His work didn't allow it right now, but every time he looked at her, he wanted her. He saw her savouring that ice cream and rolling her tongue around the milky, creamy, whitish texture. He imagined her tied to his bed, hovering over her, and furiously fucking that nude-coloured mouth. He didn't appreciate this beginning of loss of control he felt lately. Was it because he hadn't had time to relieve himself lately? Anyway, he had to tame his urges.

- Scott, we can finish tomorrow in the meeting room, you know. I see your attention is elsewhere.

- No, no, we'll finish, you came especially for this.

- Who is it?

Elliott asked his friend with a smile on his face. He didn't turn around, but he was already amused by the look on his friend's face.

- My last submissive, he replied visibly very proud.

- You haven't changed, I see, Elliott told him, his face closed after his answer. Scott knew that his friend did not necessarily validate his type of sexual relationship. They had already argued violently about it, sometimes even fought. He must have said to himself that he stopped and perhaps found a girl to settle down with. How far from reality he was. How is she? Are you happy? She must be really something to keep you going like this.

He turned to admire the creature that captured his friend's gaze. And determine the source of all these problems.

- Like many things, it's very difficult Elliott. Very complicated even.

Once Stella saw the opposite of her Dom turning towards her, she approached frankly. In a few strides, she arrived at their side.

- You were talking about me?

- Stella, this is my best friend, Elliot Chirathivat. Elliott, this is my impetuous, but also delicious and delicate submissive Stella. She wasn't stupid not to realize there was something wrong with his words. It smelled like a scam. She was holding her ice cream close to her mouth when her gaze narrowed mildly convinced. Her tongue sensually licked the drops of ice cream that were flowing and nearly landing on the ground. All her gestures overfilled with sensuality were far from pleasing her Dom. Stop immediately.

Playing with the fire a little more, she continued seeing her Dom's gaze shift slightly to displeasure. She loved to provoke his wrath, to play with his emotions and his desire, in this she felt momentarily powerful.

- I am bored.

Elliott watched the scene with great fascination and amusement. With a sudden gesture, Scott retrieved the cornea of ice cream from his submissive's hand. She was smiling wildly at having made him react, especially since he hadn't calculated her since their arrival.

- I think it is better that we finish tomorrow quietly. You have a lady to satisfy, Elliott chuckled before giving his friend a supportive pat on the back and walking away.