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Chapter 8

Ella

Things are quiet for the next few weeks. Life seems to have settled back into its usual routine. Work at the club has picked up and we’ve an auction coming up. The community voted in favour of Dom's putting themselves up for auction and I’ve been busy preparing. We’ve spent a lot of time talking with the members and making sure everything’s in place. We want to make sure that it all goes to plan and that everyone knows what to expect.

Outside of work, I’ve been in contact with Jack quite a lot. I feel more comfortable now that he knows about Eric and he’s respecting my decision to just be friends.

Saturday night arrives and with it the night for the club auction. I arrive at work early to make sure everything’s ready and to deal with a few last minute issues. I could barely contain my excitement about the Dominants being included. Alex’s idea was brilliant. I’m in my office getting ready when Izzy enters.

“Hey. We ready for tonight?” She asks.

“We’re all good to go.” I reply, looking in the mirror at my outfit. I always wear all black on these occasions and tonight’s no exception. I’ve chosen a little black dress, which forms to my body and is off the shoulder, and paired it with hold-ups and stilettos. Izzy walks up behind me and looks over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror.

“I see you did not add yourself to the list of Dominants up for auction tonight. Have you spoken to Jack yet?” She asks concern in her voice.

“No, I don’t want to be a part of it this time. I want to manage it and make sure everything goes well.” It’s a lame excuse and she knows it.

“What about Jack. Have you told him yet?” She walks over to my office window, looking out over the first floor. She’s like a pit-bull, won’t let go until she gets what she wants.

“No. I can’t. He won’t understand. He knows about Eric, but he deserves an ordinary life Izzy, with a normal girlfriend.” I sigh. It will kill me to see him look at another woman the way he looks at me.

“You
are
normal Ella.” Her voice is laced with anger. She walks over to me and faces me back to the mirror. “Do you not see the stunning woman before you? Do you not see the woman who had the strength to change her life? Most women would’ve continued to hide, but you,
you made the hard decision to get on with your life and fight back. Jack would be lucky to be with you and if you’re lucky, you may just find ‘your’ happy ever after. Not all of us are that lucky.” I see sadness in her eyes and I turn to face her.

“Izzy, what’s the matter?” She shakes her head, her mask back in place.

“I’m fine. I just want you to be happy. Since Jack’s come back, you’ve changed and you need to recognize that. I helped you once, a long time ago and I’m trying to help you again.” She shrugs her shoulders and moves away from me.

“Okay, but you know I’m here for you right?”

“I know.” She pauses for a moment before placing her hands on her hips. “Right… Let’s get this auction started shall we?”

“I’ll be down in five minutes. I’ve just got to finish my make-up.” The door closes behind her and I return to the mirror to finish getting ready. While putting on my mascara I think about what Izzy said and how she’s just trying to help. It reminds me of the day I met her:

“Can I help you?” A woman’s voice sounded from behind me and I felt my face flush with embarrassment. Well I was in the toy section of Anne Summers! “I… umm...” I hesitantly turned to the voice that had spoken to me and found myself face to face with a gorgeous woman. I guessed her to be not much older than me. She was tall and slim with long lean legs. Her long blond hair tied back tightly in a ponytail.

She was staring at me expectantly and I managed to stutter a response. “Do… do you work here?”

“Heavens, no!” She exclaimed and looked a little offended by my question.

“Then why-” She cuts me off.

“I know a lost soul when I see one and can help if you really want me to.”

I had no idea why I’d wandered into Anne Summers that day. Well that’s not true. It’d been seven months since I’d last had an orgasm and three years since I’d last had sex and non-consensual sex at that. I was looking for something and found myself in this shop. “How?” I ask tentatively.

“Come with me” Suddenly she turned on her heel and marched out of the shop. I don’t know why I followed, but I did. We walked a short distance to a local bar where the staff seemed to know her and we sat down in one of the many leather couches near an open fire. I looked around the bar and it was fairly quiet, with what I could assume were some regulars propped up at the bar. A waiter came over and I noticed how he stared at her. She was wearing a tight top that accentuated her cleavage and the poor lad was almost drooling. “Two Hennessy’s” She said in a clipped tone not even bothering to look at him. He scooted off almost tripping over himself in a hurry to get us our drinks. The woman turned to me then, “I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Mistress Isobel, but you can call me Izzy.” I became aware that I was staring blankly at her. It was as if my brain had stopped working and I had no idea what to say. Thankfully the waiter chose this moment to return with our drinks. After he placed them on coasters in front of us she brushed him off without even a thank you. I looked at the amber liquid in my glass and I glanced at Izzy. “It’s brandy.” I’d never had it before and I picked up my glass and peered into it, letting the aroma fill my nostrils. “Cheers.” She held her glass up and I took part in a time-honoured tradition.

“Cheers.” I replied. Still shocked by her admission, I put the tumbler to my lips and took a sip. The rich liquid slid down my throat and gave me a warm relaxed feeling. The taste was an explosion of flavours on my tongue, but I could pick out honey and mild spices. I looked back to Izzy. She was obviously waiting for me to make a comment. “You’re a Mistress?” I whispered the word looking round the bar in a suspicious manner.

She rolled her eyes at me. “I didn’t take you for a prude. Surely you’ve read about BDSM?”

“Well yes, but I never thought...”

“Thought what?” Izzy’s eyebrow rose and she smirked at me.

“I just never thought I’d be face to face with a Mistress.” I whispered the word again and took a sip of my drink. I drank too much in my haste and started to cough.

She patted my back. “Shit you’re only supposed to sip it.” She rubbed my back until the coughing started to subside. I looked up at her as she continued to rub my back. “Oh, don’t look at me like that. I’m not into women. Well most of the time anyway.” Izzy removed her hand and leaned back casually against the sofa. “What’s your name?”

“Ella... Ella Blake.” My voice sounded a little hoarse from all the coughing.

“Well Ella Blake, just so you know I don’t pick up random women all the time. Why were you in Anne Summers?”

My face flushed again. I looked anywhere but at Izzy “I... well I haven’t been with anybody in three years and I haven’t...”

“Come?” She blurted out, I’m sure my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and she laughed.

“Yes. I haven’t…” I can’t say it. “Well what you said, in seven months.”

“Why the hell not?” She sounded angry on my behalf. I shrugged my shoulders, but she narrowed her eyes at me and I got the feeling she knew I was hiding something. “And the reason you don’t have a man fulfilling those needs for you is because?”

How could I explain? Only my sister knew that I’d been raped and abused by my ex. Although I had only just met Izzy I felt the urge to tell her. She instantly made me feel like I could trust her. It’s just bringing up those memories took me back to when it happened. I shrank back into my seat and stared down at my hands fiddling in my lap. “I... My last time was non-consensual.” All’s quiet for a moment and when I looked up into Izzy’s eyes I saw concern and sympathy. For a moment she’d lost the hard edge I had seen so far and I think that’s the moment I knew we would be friends for life.

“I know just how to help you.” She said with a wicked gleam in her eyes. I watched her sceptically. “You should become a mistress.” She said it so matter of fact and looked as though she’d just solved world peace.

“Excuse me?” I blurted out. I looked at her is disbelief.

“Trust me Ella.” She said calmly. We continued the night drinking far too many brandies and getting to know one another.

A knock at my door shakes me from my thoughts. “Yes?” I shout. Alex walks in.

“Hey.” I turn to him, ready to tell him that everything is in place for tonight, but my words get stuck when I catch sight of him.

“Wow!” I blurt out. Alex is dressed in a sharp black suit, with a white shirt and his dark hair is just the right amount of smart and ruffled. His blue eyes, so much like Jack’s seem to be jumping out tonight. Especially with the ice blue tie he’s wearing. “You look…” I can’t seem to form a sentence. I have only ever thought of Alex as a brother, but as a woman I’d have to be blind not to recognise the Adonis standing before me.

/“Why thank you.” He replies bowing at me like a gentleman.

“Give over Alex. You’re no gentleman.” I joke

He feigns being upset. “You wound me fair maiden.”

I chuckle and walk over to him to straighten his tie. “Are you ready for tonight?”

“It’s not my first time.” He smiles down at me and holds out his arm for me to take. “Shall we?”

“We shall.” I put my arm in his and he escorts me to the top floor where the auction is being held.

Both Alex and I oversee the event and it goes very well. Twelve subs went under the hammer, along with nine Dominants. As the event draws to a close I feel a sense of pride for my club. The people who come here are from all walks of life. Doctors, teachers and even regular housewives, but they all have complete respect for one another.

“Want to go grab a drink or are you still needed?” Alex asks.

“I’m good to go.” We head down to the main bar.

“What's your poison?” He asks sitting down at one of the barstools.

“I will just have a coke thanks. I'm on the clock and will be here late tonight. So how do you think the auction went?”

“It couldn’t have gone smoother. You worked tirelessly to make it a success and I’m astounded. I think everyone got what they wanted out of it and now you have a good income to better the club.”

I smile at his compliments. “I’d also like to donate some of it to the local charity we support.”

“That sounds like a perfect idea. Which charity?”

“There’s a local safe house for both men and women who’ve suffered abuse in their relationships. It’s close to my heart obviously and I try and help them out when I can.”

“You’re amazing, you know that?” I smile and squeeze his hand. “Ella I need to ask you something?” He looks at me worriedly and I can’t help wondering what’s bothering him.

“Of course, anything.” I reassure him.

“Did you tell Jack about Eric?” Ah, so that’s it. He didn’t want to bring up Eric and risk upsetting me.

“Yes. He came to see me the day after the opening and it just seemed like the right time to tell him. Why, did he say something?”

“Yes and no. He came home from yours in a foul mood and said everything had gone okay, but...”

“But what?”

“He wouldn’t say and I decided not to interrogate him. I know Jack and any secrets you tell him he’ll take to the grave. I just knew from the mood he was in that you’d told him, as it’s the same mood I was in after you told me. That feeling that you want to punch someone’s lights out. Thing is, I ended up punching his lights out.”

“Oh no Alex, you didn’t have another fight did you?” Bloody men, why do they feel the only way to solve something are with their fists.

“No, no, no. We went to the gym to spar and he dropped his guard. I swung and knocked him out. Thankfully we had all our gear on; otherwise I could’ve given him a sweet black eye.” Alex looks proud of himself. If he were a cockerel, he’d be strutting around right now. The thought makes me chuckle.

“Ah, okay that makes more sense. I thought maybe you’d had another fight.”

“Nah we don’t usually fight. Guess I had to get him back for that thick lip he gave me though.” We finish our drinks and a sub approaches him. He excuses himself and although part of me is curious to see Alex in action, I’m not sure I’m ready for that.

I take a walk around the club to check on things; make sure everyone is behaving. When I make my way to the dungeon I can see quite a few people interested in one of the zones. As I move closer I see a sub intricately tied up in a swing and a man slamming into her. Holy shit its Alex. I know I should leave, but I can’t take my eyes off the look on the sub’s face. She seems to have entered sub space and looks like she’s experiencing pure unadulterated pleasure. My eyes drift to Alex who is thrusting into her with precise control. His muscles flex as he moves and I take a moment to appreciate the male form in all its glory. He seems to be talking to her, but I’m too far away to hear what he’s saying. Slowly he pulls on some ropes to change her position. She’s now almost upright and he wraps his hand around her throat, as he continues to enter her. He whispers something in her ear and she lets out a long loud moan as her orgasm throbs through her body. Alex pumps into her a few more times, then stills. The crowd starts to move away and I go back upstairs. Okay that wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. I know he’s like a brother to me and seeing him have sex should be strange, but that’s the thing about BDSM. It’s almost an art form to me and I take pleasure in watching other people enjoy it.

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