Crack! The whip sails through the air, connecting solidly with the back of my current victim. He whimpers, partly with pleasure and partly with pain but I care little which is the dominant emotion. This whole lifestyle is rife with both and it just depended on which end of the whip you were on.
I smiled, rejoicing in the fact that never again would I be on the receiving end of the whip. My days as a Sub were over. I was just Luxie; I was the whipping-boy. Now I was the one doing the caning. Now I was Miss Lux... And they all loved it.
Every one of them; all that sat knees in front of me loved the way I dominated them. But I grow so bored of them so quickly. I find myself sitting in the trade houses two nights out of the week, looking for someone I can train. I want someone fresh, someone unmarred, unbroken. Someone...
I dropped the whip to the floor and turned to leave.
"You can go home now. I'm done with you."
I stalked out into the hallway leading to the lobby of the playhouse. The Miss there tried to ask me if I was headed back to the Market and I stopped. I looked at her a moment, contemplating the remaining subs in the market.
"No," I said. "I'm going to create my own."
I walked out the door with my head a little higher, knowing I would find my sub. And others would do the same in the haven I would make. I was sure of it.
I smiled, rejoicing in the fact that never again would I be on the receiving end of the whip. My days as a Sub were over. I was just Luxie; I was the whipping-boy. Now I was the one doing the caning. Now I was Miss Lux... And they all loved it.
Every one of them; all that sat knees in front of me loved the way I dominated them. But I grow so bored of them so quickly. I find myself sitting in the trade houses two nights out of the week, looking for someone I can train. I want someone fresh, someone unmarred, unbroken. Someone...
I dropped the whip to the floor and turned to leave.
"You can go home now. I'm done with you."
I stalked out into the hallway leading to the lobby of the playhouse. The Miss there tried to ask me if I was headed back to the Market and I stopped. I looked at her a moment, contemplating the remaining subs in the market.
"No," I said. "I'm going to create my own."
I walked out the door with my head a little higher, knowing I would find my sub. And others would do the same in the haven I would make. I was sure of it.
