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You can run subbie, but you can���t hide. Not any longer���

Noel had been full of self-righteous anger, off on a mission to help his friend. Sage looked like she hoped the seat she was sitting in would eject her out of the boardroom, The Cage, even the country. Violet tapped a foot on the floor and held her chin in one hand. She appeared bored to an extreme degree. The video ended.
���������������������������The Cage is a private club, meant to provide a safe place for everyone to practice their kinks.��� Linkin���s words clipped and his expression showed he wasn���t

When the Dom���s get involved, it���s a whole new game���

Sage pushed a box of packaged dildos back onto the shelve after finding the exact one requested by a Dom for his privacy room scene. It was an older model and not available for retail any longer, but Sage realized she had seen one somewhere. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and sighed. Nate sent her home from his place this afternoon with assurances he would handle everything. But she hadn���t even gotten a single text from him.��
������������������������The door to the storage room opened and Sage whirled

Occasionally the BDSM fates smile on you���

���Listen, I need a conversation recorded in one of the privacy rooms from the other night.��� Noel decided it was best to go straight to the man in charge. Not that Master Linkin had been easy to track down. The security expert must be working on something big because his shoulders looked tense and his eyes wrung out. Both sure signs of too much stress and not enough time topping his sub Delaney with his partner Martin.
���������������������������It would be a security breach.��� Master Linkin���s light blue stare

The top of the world is a long subdrop down���

Sage was desperate. She might have been resolved to find some dirt on Violet in order to counteract the blackmail. But in BDSM terms the woman was squeaky clean. Or she was asking the wrong people. Either way, her discreet inquiries into the other woman had led nowhere.
������������������������There were the usual peccadillos associated with being in the lifestyle of course. Sage had plenty of them too. Violet had participated in some petty heavy scenes. Most of the vanilla world would judge her for them.

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Only a narcissist could ever love such a masochist���

���Are you going to talk today?��� Beth spoke into the intercom at Noel���s building. She had driven downtown after her shift at The Cage was over. It had been a few days since their argument on the dungeon floor over Sage. And for once in her life, Beth missed someone. She was��compelled to make things right with Noel. The intercom buzzed a second later and Beth pulled the door to the red brick building open.��
She listened for the click of the door locking into place. There were only three floors in

The most powerful secrets are the ones you thought never to reveal���

���What do you want?��� Sage swallowed hard. No point in denying Violet cornered her. Diego might have ignored the whole Bondie and Reverend situation, but Sage was smart enough to realise other members of the BDSM world would not be as forgiving. And kink was her life. She worked hard for a long time to come to terms with what she needed and she sure as hell wasn���t about to give it up.��
���������������������������I want my old Dom back.��� Violet stepped away from her and moved over to the St Andrew���s Cross

Subs shouldn't keep secrets, like a finely disciplined ass���

It had been over a week since Diego��offered Sage his permanent collar. The ceremony was on a hold at the moment due to Master Flynn���s absence. Everyone��watched the news reports where Master Flynn��stepped down as the head of Banroch Industries. Sage had cried. His treatment by the press and his critics in the corporate world broke her heart. On the heels of her tears however came a thread of relief. Sage appreciated the fact��it was shameful to feel the relief, but she didn���t care. Knowing Diego

Subs like to play games���

���Can I help you with something?��� Beth looked up from the spanking bench she was inspecting. It was her job to make sure the equipment was in good repair and clean enough to eat off. Mistress Thea had returned to the dungeon as the full time Domme in Residence, but Beth hadn���t slowed down on any of her duties. The thirst to prove she was capable still burned in her belly.
���������������������������Perhaps we can help each other.��� Violet���s words had Beth on guard in an instant.
���������������������������With what exactly?���

Subs always celebrate with bubbles���

���Do we have something to celebrate?��� Beth walked over. Nate had to mentally pull back from the overwhelming urge to wrap his arm around his lover. She was on the dungeon floor of The Cage. His lover was Mistress Beth. A badass Domme in her own right. However, their vanilla sex had definitely turned edgier in the past few weeks. She required him to dominate her in subtle ways.
������������������������Far from disapproving of her need, Noel found he was enjoying their interludes even more. The fact the big