Chapter Four - Cole

The feel of her was imprinted in my head. The slick folds hugged my fingers tightly, her breathy moans went straight to my already stiff cock. I needed to feel her again so I went to see the only people who had any sway over the new waitresses. Tristan and Zuri.

Thank fuck Zuri had been in the room to help my argument.

"Cole, she's new. She needs to be trained properly." Tristan looked between me and Zuri for a moment before crooking his fingers at her. She immediately went to his side and knelt at his feet. She had free permission to speak when she wanted and I knew she would back me up.

"I can train her. One of the other Doms can take over the groups." I told him as I paced the room.

"Master?" Zuri purred from between Tristan's legs drawing both our attention to her.

"Master Cole is correct. Kitana is an absolute natural. She's an amazing person as is. She'd make a perfect sub if trained properly." I watched as Tristan contemplated her words for a moment before turning his eyes on me.

"Why are you suddenly taking interest in this girl? Last week you refused a sub and accepted the training position. Now you're all but throwing it back at me in exchange to train her privately." He made valid points.

"She got a real reaction from me," I told him. His face mimicked mine when I figured it out.

"Fine. But just tomorrow. I want to see you together." Tristan said with a deep sigh. Relief filled me as he instructed Zuri to call Kitana and arrange for the following night.

I sat down opposite Tristan as Zuri pulled the phone closer and dialled her number placing the phone on speaker.

"Melina speaking." Her soft voice filled the room. Zuri looked at Tristan and he nodded.

"Melina! It's Zuri." She spoke into the phone. Melina and Kitana. Seemed like she stuck with the Mortal Kombat theme of her given name. I smiled slightly. I heard rustling in the background when Melina spoke again.

"Hi, Zuri. What can I do for you?" I heard a thump in the background.

"Put her at ease," Tristan told Zuri and she replied with a quick sentence to which he nodded.

"Your display with Master Cole this morning was extremely natural. Congratulations." The rustling in the background paused for a second before resuming. When she spoke again, Melina's voice was muffled.

"Thank you." I could hear the caution in her voice and I grinned. Two soft thumps followed her answer as Zuri looked up at Tristan before meeting my eyes.

"My Dom and Master Cole would like you to join them tomorrow night at the club." Zuri waited as Melina paused. I held my breath for her answer.

"But I haven't got any training." Her voice became a bit more muffled for a second giving me the impression she was getting undressed.

"She has a point." Zuri looked at us. It had just been decided that Tristan had to see us together for me to train her. And make her mine. He didn't need to know that. I stood up from my chair and stalked to the phone, taking it from Zuri I placed it on the handset and put the speaker to my ear.

"Kitana. You will join us tomorrow evening. I expect you in the barroom at seven wearing your usual Wednesday outfit. Understood?" Her trembling answer sent blood straight to my cock and I pointed it out to Tristan who just rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Master." Her voice sent the blood straight down to my cock. I bit back the groan and handed the phone back to Zuri.

Tristan was watching me curiously as he watched Zuri handle the newest waitress' fears about the following evening.

The next evening couldn't come soon enough. I sat on a chair in the barroom facing the waiter entrance. My eyes were glued to the red velvet door waiting for her. Waiting for my sub. The room was filling up around me as the single Doms gathered for the waitresses to come out. I glanced at my watch, five to seven. The wiggling of the door drew my attention back to the entrance. Zuri was walking toward me wearing a black satin robe.

"You'll notice her." She said as she sidles passed me to the main room. My heart started pounding in my chest at her words and it took everything not to run after her.

Soft music filled the room, I recognized the song vaguely as E-Girls Are Ruining My Life from Corpse Husband. The door opening glued my eyes back as I watched with bated breath as girl after girl walked through.

Instinct had me looking at their faces and body language. Some were nervous and others were a bit calmer. I knew the girls were stimulated before to be at ease in the room. My eyes caught on a pair of legs encased in sapphire boots, my gaze burned up to the creamy white skin of her thighs. A sapphire piece of fabric the width of her hip covered her sex and half her ass. Allowing myself to look further upward, I saw the flat expanse of her bare stomach. My breath left me in a sharp exhale as my eyes travelled further upward. The matching bra barely covered her full breasts and my hands itched to paint them cherry red.

She'd followed one of my orders. Time to see how she fared with the other.

I stood from the chair and walked over to her. She jumped slightly at my touch on her elbow and she turned to face me, keeping her face level with my chest. I smirked.

"Good evening, Master." She whispered to my chest. I didn't answer her greeting but instead turned on my heel and walked to the main room. I cast a look over my shoulder halfway to the door and was pleased to see that she was following slightly behind. I stopped in the doorway and searched the room for Tristan. By the time I spotted him, she'd caught up, her breath coming in soft pants. I walked over to Tristan and I heard her grumble something under her breath. I stopped in my tracks and held out an arm and feeling her bump into my forearm.

"What did you say?" I demanded turning slowly to face her. Her head bent down immediately and she repeated herself.

"I said I hate these heels, Master." Her honesty shocked me and I was surprised by the soft chuckle rumbling its way through my chest.

Her neck jerked for a second and I smiled as she kept her head down.

"We'll be sitting soon," I told her as we walked to Tristan. Zuri was in her spot kneeling between his legs, watching the waitresses with a calculating look in her eye. Her submissive stance was down pat. Tristan looked at me as I neared and he beamed for a moment before his stoic demeanour returned.

"Cole. Good to see you." He said as I sat down on the chair beside him. I didn't dare look at Kitana, but I did watch Zuri in my peripherals as I extended a hand to Tristan in greeting.

"Tristan." I felt soft flesh brush my knee and flicked my eyes downward to see Kitana mimicking Zuri's stance perfectly. Pride made my chest swell for a moment. Tristan looked at her for a moment and then back at me. I picked up his hint and turned my full gaze on Kitana.

"Kitana." She jumped and I saw her eyes flick to Zuri.

"How may I please you, Master?" Her words sent chills up my spine, coating my body in a fine sheen of sweat and goosebumps. Zuri's face betrayed her momentary surprise before slipping back into her sub mask. Tristan gave a slow intake of breath as his reaction to her words.

Before I could answer though, another man came to halt before our small group. I raised my eyes to him and Tristan followed suit.

"Can I help you?" I asked rudely standing up. The guy was shorter than I was, a bit bigger in the shoulders and had more bulk. His black eyes were focused on Kitana.

"I was about to bid on this sub when you stole her from under my nose. I'd like to buy her from you for the evening." Tristan stood up to stand beside me, our legs obscuring Kitana and Zuri from his gaze.

"You're out of luck. I bought her last night." I stated firmly. My body language shifting into my Dominant stance.

"I'd still like to buy her from you." The guy insisted fisting his hands at his sides. Tristan signalled for security a second before I felt a tug on my pants. I looked down into the bluest eyes. The blue of her outfit brought out the blues in her eyes. She pointed to her mouth and indicated that she would like to speak. I nodded and she crawled to stand between my legs, placing herself in a position that if I sat down it would be on her back. Security came closer and Tristan halted them before Kitana cleared her throat and looked up at the man.

"Sir, I apologize for giving you the impression I am a trained sub." She kept her eyes down respectfully and the guy blew up.

"Why the fuck are you on the floor then?" He all but yelled and I felt her shrink back between my legs.

"Because I commanded her to be here," Tristan spoke up beside me. I shot him a glance and his jaw was set.

"Tristan. Why would you do that?" The guy said harshly.

"Because, Abraham, I saw her interaction with the Doms and decided that she should be trained personally. By Cole." He gestured to me and I watched in surprise as Zuri started in shock at his words. I felt Kitana shiver between my knees snd I couldn't place if it was in anticipation or surprise. I opted for the latter.

"My apologies, Cole. I didn't realize you were a trainer." The guy named Abraham said with a sneer.

"I'm her Dom, not her trainer." I gritted out between my teeth as my anger rose. I knew Kitana was going to suffer the punishment of making another Dom want her.

"Do let me know if you want to share." Abraham patted both Zuri and Kitana on the head before taking his leave.

Tristan and I moved back and sat back down on our chairs. I saw a blue flash in front of me and I looked up to find Kitana standing on her knees before me, her eyes downcast focusing on my knees. The sight sent the blood rushing through my veins and the need to punish her was so strong at that moment, I gave in.

I reached forward and tangled my hand roughly in her hair, feeling strands snap between my fingers, I dragged her forward opening my legs to pull her close.

"You have five minutes to crawl to the rooms. You will enter the third one on the left." Her pained gasp hardened my cock and I felt Tristan's stare on me as I pulled her closer by the hair and wrapping my other hand around her throat until she was halfway on my lap.

"Stand in the stance you were a moment ago," I said the words directly into her ear and pushed her back roughly. A small squeak left her as she landed on her ass. She shot me a quick glare before twisting and coming up on all fours. She started crawling toward the rooms at the back of the club.

I sat back in the chair and looked over at Tristan.

The day before when I'd pulled her list out in front of her my heart stopped beating.

She was the one.

"Don't hurt her too badly," Tristan told me as I met his eyes. I smiled wryly at his statement and shook my head.

"She's so fucking perfect every Dom here wants her," I replied and looked over my shoulder to where she'd yet to disappear. I could see the strips of blue making their way through the crowd.

Tristan brought my attention back to him by clearing his throat.

"Zuri. Does she have any previous experience?" Tristan asked his wife who shook her head.

"No. During the interview, she mentioned that she'd been interested in it for a while in the lifestyle. She has temper problems though. Quick to trigger." That explained the glare.

"She also said that she wanted to try some things with her ex-boyfriend, but he wouldn't bite," Zuri said before Tristan tapped her shoulder, signalling the end of her part.

I looked over my shoulder again and saw the curtain swaying lightly. I looked down at my watch.

Thee minutes. I stood up and clapped Tristan on the shoulder.

Two minutes. I started walking toward the rooms undoing my belt.

One minute. I stood in front of the wooden door and unbuttoned my slacks, the material clinging to my hips.

Thirty seconds.