The Mistress Files

by Tiffany Reisz

Page 17

  Author: Tiffany Reisz

  “She told me to break my hymen the old-fashioned way, by having sex with a man. She said I only needed to do it once. Close my eyes and think of England, she said. ”

  “What a homophobic bitch. I hope you reported her to the medical board. ”

  “Kingsley did when I told him. He’s determined to get her censured or whatever they do. ”

  “Good for King. I’m not at all surprised you decided to go a different route after that run-in. Yeah, doctors don’t know what to do with people like us sometimes. I used to sub a lot and would get minor injuries every now and then. Kingsley always sent me to a kinky doctor so I wouldn’t have to deal with the inevitable phone calls to the police and psych evaluations. ”

  “Kingsley’s cool. You know, for a man. I almost. . . well, not almost. But it crossed my mind. ” Chris blushed bright red and The Mistress bit back a smile.

  “It’s a good thing you didn’t. The man’s been responsible for more deflowerings than Jose Cuervo and Jack Daniel’s combined, but only with straight or bisexual women who were attracted to him. He’d probably have said no. He’s not in the habit of having sex with anyone who isn’t one-hundred-percent into it. And even if he did say yes. . . ” The Mistress paused and picked up the second largest of the dildos on her tray. She held it up for Chris to see.

  “Jesus H. Christ. Are you serious?” Chris looked like she’d pass out from the sight of it.

  “Serious. ” She put the dildo back on the tray. “The man’s cock is as big as his ego. ”

  “That’s huge. ”

  “Tell me about it. ”

  “I can’t believe straight women can take something like that. ”

  The Mistress only laughed.

  “Don’t get all prudish on me. You aren’t my first lady who loves the ladies I’ve had in here. Some of the sisterhood can take an arm up to the elbow. I know this from personal experience. ”

  “You’re bi?” Chris sounded dubious.

  “I don’t like the term bisexual. Too limiting. Let’s just say the Hard Rock Café and I have one thing in common. We love all and serve all. ”

  “Nice. ”

  “But to answer your question, yes. I sleep with men and women. Was in a fairly long-term relationship with a woman a few years ago. We broke up. ”

  “What happened?”

  “She decided to stay a nun. I have got to stop dating people in religious orders. ”

  Chris laughed again and The Mistress let her laugh even though she hadn’t been joking. Instead, she silenced Chris’s laughter by pressing the fingertip vibrator to her clitoris. Chris gasped a little and balled her fingers tight into a fist.

  “Oh, wow. . . ”

  “Fun, right?”

  “Kind of fun. Definitely. ”

  “Good. When you start to feel pain, just focus your attention on your clitoris and all the fun in that area, okay?”

  “Okay. . . ” Chris nodded and closed her eyes.

  “So,” The Mistress began as she pushed down on the back of Chris’s vagina again, pressing against the hymen, “are you doing this for your ex-girlfriend or for you?”

  “I’m doing this for me. I’ve wanted to do it a long time. I had a girlfriend before Theresa, but she didn’t complain about being me not wanting any penetration. But she was kind of selfish. Very selfish in bed and out. It wasn’t until Theresa that I started to think about it. She was okay with our sex life at first but it really hurt her that I wouldn’t let her inside me. Hurt her enough that she dumped me. The breakup was the final straw. That and Kingsley catching me sobbing in my rum and Coke after closing bell three nights ago. ”

  “Kingsley cannot resist a woman in distress. Especially his New Sam. ”

  “Okay, you have to tell me who the fuck this Sam person is and why everyone talks about her like she’s some kind of dearly departed saint. ”

  The Mistress laughed so hard it seemed to startle Chris. Somewhere Sam’s ears were burning at the combination of her name and “saint” in the same sentence.

  “Sam was the first head bartender at the Möbius. The old owner had the brilliant idea that he needed lesbian bartenders. Straight male bartenders would hit on the strippers. Gay male bartenders would hit on the customers. Girly women bartenders would get hit on by the customers. . . . ”

  “So a butchy-looking lesbian was his bright idea?”

  “Exactly,” The Mistress said as she slowly pulled her two fingers out of Chris.

  “That’s actually pretty brilliant. ”

  “It was. Some of the strippers hit on Sam, but Sam had a girlfriend she was totally devoted to. Made for a nice, safe working environment. As nice and safe as you can expect from a strip club. Sam kept everybody in line. ”

  “I do the same thing. At least I try to. Just because they’re strippers doesn’t mean anyone gets to disrespect them. I have a zero tolerance policy for bad behavior. ”

  “Good girl. Sam instituted the same policy. Nobody crossed Sam. Not even Kingsley after he bought the place and changed the name. ”

  “I like this Sam person. ”

  “You would like her. Wish she still lived here. Sam looked a little like you—skinny twerp, very pretty in a ‘I want to be mistaken for a fourteen-year-old boy’ way. ”

  “That’s so not true. I look nothing like a fourteen-year-old boy. Just so happens a lot of fourteen-year-old boys look like me. ”

  “At least Sam didn’t dress like any fourteen-year-old boy I’d seen. I was just a teenager when Sam ran the Möbius. But every time I saw her she had on a suit—old-fashioned suit with vests and suspenders. No jackets, though. It killed me when I saw her. Wanted to snap those sexy suspenders of hers. ”

  “Damn. I gotta hunt up a pic of her. ”

  “She even wore spats on her dress shoes. Actual spats. She said it wasn’t a fashion statement, but a necessity for anyone who worked at a strip club. ” The Mistress moved the vibrator over Chris’s clitoris as she started to push the smallest of the dildos into her.

  “Smart woman. ”

  “She was. Still is. I mean, she’s not dead. ”

  “That’s comforting. The way people talk about her. . . ”

  “I know. She kind of still haunts the place. Sam started as a bartender at the Möbius when she was your age about. She only kept that job for a year after King bought the place. After buying the Möbius, Kingsley started putting together a new club. An underground S&M club. The underground S&M club to end all S&M clubs. This S&M club that we’re in, as a matter of fact. And it took a lot of work. He decided he needed an assistant. He’d lost his five previous assistants in as many months. ”

  “Why? Kingsley’s the best boss I’ve ever had. Pays double what I’d make bartending anywhere else. Good benefits. And he’s nice to me—weirdly nice to me—and stays out of my way. He trusts my decisions. Plus, he’s the one who sent me to you and is picking up the tab for this session. ”

  The Mistress pushed the small dildo all the way into Chris. She winced again and breathed but seemed to be taking it in stride.

  “Well, you have to understand the situation here. You are a gold star lesbian. Kingsley’s a gold star seducer. Male assistant, female assistant. Didn’t matter. He slept with them all. Lots of drama with him in his household in the early days. Love, lust, fighting, jealously. He’d sleep with his secretary and then the next day she’d find him making out with some hot guy in the hallway. Big blow-up. She’d quit. He’d start assistant-hunting again. The cycle would start over. ”

  “So a butch lesbian was his only option?” Chris seemed amused by the idea.

  “Well, he knew she was the one woman on his payroll who wouldn’t try to seduce him and he wouldn’t try to seduce. He stole her from the Möbius and made her his second-in-command. Match made in heaven. Those two were inseparable, best friends, although sometimes it was hard to tell that. Sam wa
sn’t just a bartender, she was a genius. Kingsley didn’t scare her so she stood up to him. She worked her ass off and earned the respect of everyone in the Underground. If Sam spoke, you did what she said as if Kingsley himself had given the order. ”

  “No wonder everyone does what I tell them to. They think it’s coming from Kingsley. ”

  “If you work for Kingsley and he respects you, he’ll back you up all the way to the edge of the world. Even if you’re wrong, he’ll still take your side. He’s really loyal to his employees. And now that he’s stopped fucking them left and right, they’re loyal back. ”

  “So me being ‘The New Sam’ is a good thing?”

  “It’s a very good thing. Kingsley. . . he loved Sam. Wasn’t in love with her but she was probably the first and only woman he’d never slept with that he truly loved. They were a perfect team. ”

  “What happened to her? To them?”

  “Only good things, I promise. But even good things sometimes mean sacrifices, giving up the good for the better. Kingsley has Juliette as his second-in-command now so he leaves the New Sams in charge at the Möbius. Juliette’s even scarier than a lesbian. ” The Mistress gave Chris a smile so she would know she was joking. But Chris seemed entirely lost in what was happening under the sheet. ”You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

  Chris smiled. “A little. It hurt some at first but it’s. . . yeah, that’s pretty enjoyable. ”

  “Enjoyable? Okay, well, that’s a start. I’m trying to remember if a guy ever told me ‘that’s enjoyable’ during a blow job. Give me a minute because that’s a considerable mental Rolodex I’m flipping through. ”

  When Chris laughed the dildo nearly came out of her.

  “Shit,” The Mistress said, pushing it back in. “Nice PC muscles. ”

  “You know, that might be the first time anyone’s complimented my PC muscles before. ”

  “The stronger the PC muscles, the stronger the orgasms. I do Kegels all the time. ”

  “Do they work?” Chris asked.

  “I could crack a walnut. ”

  Chris burst into laughter again so The Mistress took advantage of that momentary distraction to push a larger dildo into her. The laughter stopped as Chris closed her eyes tight.

  “I know it hurts. Just try to focus on the pleasure, okay?” The Mistress turned the fingertip vibrator onto a higher setting.

  “Now you know why I’ve been putting this off. ”

  “I don’t blame you. You don’t have sex with men so there’s no real reason to even worry about your hymen unless you plan on using toys or doing fisting or anything. ”

  “I never planned on any of that. No toys. No dildos. Too much baggage. ”

  “Baggage? What kind of toys are you using?” The Mistress moved the dildo slowly in and out of Chris and rotated it in circles, trying to widen the tight hole.

  “You know what I mean. A lot of us don’t like using stuff like that, stuff that’s just a penis-replacement. We don’t need that. And we don’t need anyone thinking gay women have penis envy. ”

  “I don’t think what you and your girlfriend do in the privacy of your bedroom has anything to do with what a bunch of ignorant homophobes say about you. These are the same people who think God invented AIDS to punish gay people, conveniently forgetting that lesbians have the lowest rate of STD infection in the entire world. ”

  “It’s not just them. Other gay women get judgmental about it, too. Like you’re less of a lesbian if you use toys and stuff. ”

  “It’s your body and your bed. You make the rules. Straight couples use toys and vibrators all the time to amp things up even though there’s already a cock present and accounted for. You’ve got to stop thinking of toys as stand-ins for penises. The penis is shaped like this, right?” The Mistress held up two fingers. “Penises are stand-ins for fingers. ”