Chapter Three - Melina

I'd gotten the call back from Embers, informing me that I'd gotten the job as a waitress, excitement bubbled through me. The process hadn't been as harrowing as I had expected, but I'd had to start immediately. Not that it was a problem, I had nothing to do anyway.

I'd gone in every day to be fitted into some outfit or another with breaks filled with lessons on the different bondage techniques and the different equipment. A few basics on how to address the Dominants. I'd gotten close with the woman who hired us, Zuri, as well as a tall thin redhead named Ivana. Zuri had informed the two of us that we would have our trainer as we were the only ones who'd put down that any form of penetration was allowed or allowed to be experimented with.

On the last day before we officially started training with our Dom, we had fittings and now had to wear the pieces around the empty club to get a feel for them.

Ivana's looped over and around her breasts plumping the small mounds of flesh and her nipple piercings glittered in the low light. The leather spanned in a straight line into a leather and cotton thong. It suited her slim form.

Mine was also leather in material and covered a tad more than Ivana's ensemble. The leather bra had cotton on the inside preventing nipple chafing and had a halter neck. Thin leather straps connected the bra with the leather and cotton underwear. I had chosen thick heeled platforms with fishnet stockings to complete my look even though Zuri had warned we wouldn't be on our feet a lot.

Ivana had opted for twelve-centimetre heels.

Once dressed Zuri had led us through a showroom asking as questions about the equipment against the walls and into a barroom where we would be meeting our nightly Dominants. Immediately my eyes were drawn to the only occupied stool at the bar. The man in question was big. My head would fit neatly under his chin in the position he was in. Black hair fell across a broad forehead, he seemed to like it on the long side. I wonder if his hair will be soft the thought caught me off guard.

Zuri stopped in the middle of the room spotting him and turned to face us.

"Ladies! Gentlemen." She called out dragging everyone's attention to her. The tension in the room disappeared slightly when she smiled.

"This is a good start to test your instincts. All of you can be submissive, some are natural submissives and some need a little push." I felt the group turn to face the man at the bar and everyone looked down. Except for Ivana and I. The man met our gazes and gave us a domineering sneer and it took everything in my being not to look down like the rest. He reminded me a little of Ian Somerhalder. Suddenly Zuri's voice cuts through the link.

"Master Cole!" Her face showed that she wasn't amused but her voice betrayed her authority.

"Sorry. What were you saying?" It was a good thing he'd asked because I hadn't been listening as well. I turned my gaze back to her. Her next words made my blood run molten in my veins.

"You should give them an order and see how much they already know." My eyes shot to the man named Master Cole just in time to see a sly grin form on his beautiful face. He scanned the group and his eyes came to land on Ivana. He lifted a hand and pointed at her.

"You. Tall redhead with the pierced nipples." His voice sent shivers up my spine and liquid between my legs.

"Crawl to me and kneel." My nipples hardened to diamonds at his command to her.

Ivana shivered once and dropped to her knees. I saw her grimace as her knees hit the concrete with two small pops and watched her sharp intake of breath as her hands hit the cold floor and she crawled painfully to him. My eyes found him again and saw the small shake of his head at Zuri before he locked eyes with me. I couldn't keep the look of disgust off my face as I realised he had just rejected Ivana as a submissive for the club.

Esmeralda, a girl I wouldn't mind being friends with gripped my arm tight as his face broke out in a grin.

"Curvy brunette." I felt my eyes widen in surprise as his voice sent more wetness into the cotton covering my sex. I looked at Esmeralda and she nodded encouragingly. I recalled the graceful way the women in books sank to their knees and tried to mimic the movement. Thankfully the heels were thick and I had some dancing background and managed not to fall on my ass as my knees made contact with the cold concrete. I dropped down onto my hands as I took a deep breath and crawled forward swaying my hips confidently and rolling my shoulders with each step. The uneven ridges of the concrete bit into my palms sending a stinging pain up both my arms.

I stopped beside Ivana, who kept her head down and looked up at him. I couldn't help it. I knew deep down my action was going to have a reaction, but I honestly didn't care. I couldn't resist getting a look of this man.

He reached down and wrapped his hand around my throat and, with a glance at Zuri, tightened his grip cutting off my air supply. His hands were rough and calloused as they kept a firm, unwavering grip on my throat lifting my off the ground to my feet. The intensity of the wave of pleasure that washed over me couldn't be compared to anything I've ever felt.

He leaned down and brought his face centimetres from mine as I felt my face swell as the blood pooled at my neck. My eyes felt they were going to pop out of my skull from the pressure.

"Did I say 'Crawl and look at me'?" He demanded lessening his hold enough for me to breath in and answer. I intended my words to come out strong and defiant but the word slipped out on a whimper.

"No." His grip tightened at the disrespect. My head started swimming and static started playing over his face. Heat pooled between my legs with more intensity. If I could I would have gasped as my lips parted at the desire searing through my body.

I felt his grip loosening once more and he allows me a few breaths. His hand rests lightly on my throat.

"No who." Warmth spread from my core at his voice and I put on the most defiant tone I could muster.

"No, Sir." I almost spat the word at him. I saw Zuri move passed me and beside him, whispering something as his grip tightened again.

He jerked me closer by the neck causing me to stumble but I kept my feet on the ground. A shiver ran up my spine as he brought his head to my ear.

"You're to address me as Master. Do you understand?" His voice was hard as he whispered the words. I nodded in understanding and he tightened his grip further.

"Use your words." He demanded in my ear.

"Yes, Master." He dropped his hand from my throat at the strangled words and stepped back to examine me.

His eyes stopped on my breasts and hips and he indicated I turn. I obeyed and presented him with my back. I could feel him move closer as his fingers landed on my shoulders.

"Unmarked skin. So beautiful. So virginal." He said tracing his fingers down my spine and splaying over my ribs and hips. I bit my lip as my gaze fell to Ivana still kneeling before him. He slapped my ass and a moan escaped my lips before I could stop it.

The entire group stiffened visibly at the sound. His voice came from directly behind me when he spoke again.

"What's your name?" I bit my lip as bis breath caressed the heated imprint of his hand on my throat.

"Kitana, Master," I answered softly. I'd chosen the name of the Mortal Kombat character because my name came from the game. My parents were game freaks, sue me.

He growled in approval of my respect and caressed my ass and the backs of my thighs.

"Let's see what a good girl you are, shall we?" He brought my folder up in front of my face and flipped the contract to the limits page. I'd been completely honest in filling this thing in. I did want to try everything to find my limits. The folder quivered for a moment before steadying again and disappearing from my view.

Master Cole turned me to face him and the look on his face was almost enough to make me come.

"We've shown them what happens if you disrespect your Dom. Now, let's show them what happens when you're good." He looked over my shoulder at the group letting his words sink in. Did he mean what I thought he meant?

His next move confirmed my suspicion as he spun me around to face them again. I was getting dizzy from all the spinning and my lungs still haven't recovered from suffocating less than five minutes ago.

He pulled me back against his chest, his arms crossing over my shoulders and spreading my breasts as his forearms pushed them apart. His hands came to rest on my hips. I could feel his erection pressing against my ass through his jeans.

"What do you call me?" His voice vibrated in his chest raising goosebumps as his fingers played with the edge of my underwear. My breathing quickened in anticipation as I answered.

"Master." The word came out as a moan when his fingers slipped underneath. Everyone was required to be cleanly shaven or waxed everywhere. The callouses on his fingers added a rough texture on my soft mound.

"When do you call me that?" He demanded in my ear resting his chin on the spot between my shoulder and neck.

"Always." I fought the urge to wiggle my ass against his erection, to torture him the same way. He slipped his entire hand into my underwear, cupping my dripping sex in his hand.

"So wet already, Kitana?" He taunted pressing his chin into the soft muscle sending a white-hot pain through my arm causing me to moan.

"Answer me!" He started removing his hand.

"Yes! Yes, Master!" I whimpered in need as he pushed his hand back down, his fingers sliding between my lips grazing my clit lightly. I bit my lip on the next moan threatening to break free.

He circled my opening, leaning some of his weight on my shoulder and back, and pushed the finger in. I cried out at the sudden intrusion as my internal muscles clamped down on the offending digit.

"Hmm" he pressed his face into my neck and bit the tendon hard, "so fucking tight." He hummed the words licking the sting away. I whimpered at the sensation as he started moving his finger inside me, curling and twirling as he pumped the digit in and out.

"Don't come until I tell you." He instructed as he continued working my sex with his fingers. He pressed his thumb on my clit shooting me to the edge and I cried out. My eyes became unfocused as the group in front of me disappeared, I bit my lip and clenched my core to hold back the building orgasm.

He added another finger and stretched me, scissoring them. He stroked my G-spot with a surety that made my knees buckle as a racking wave of pleasure raced to join the barely contained build up. I could feel my head fall back and my moans became more erratic.

"Please, Master!" I begged, a moan ripping through my throat. A whine left me as he retracted his fingers from me, leaving me dizzy, needy and barely able to support myself on wobbling legs.

His hands and arms left my body and the warmth behind my back disappeared. He'd stepped back from me.

"Get on your knees and crawl back to your place." I gaped at his instruction and looked at Zuri, who nodded at me a look of sympathy on her face. I did as I was told, actually grateful for the instruction to crawl because I wasn't sure if my shuddering thighs could hold me up long enough to walk back.

"I mean it, Kitana. Don't come until I tell you." Master Cole said as he walked away and left the room. A stunned silence filled the room momentarily before Zuri cleared her throat.

"Alright! That was an excellent demonstration from Master Cole's part on punishments and orgasm denial." She said before coming to stand in front of us.

I got to the B&B exhausted and with a slight blue hue on my neck. I avoided looking at it, not because it hurt, but because my sex pulsed every time I saw it. I wanted more than the taste he'd given me.

I walked up the stairs and to my bedroom when my phone rang. I took it from my pocket with my keys and answered it while unlocking the door.

"Melina, speaking." I walked into the small room as the person on the other end took a breath to speak.

"Melina! It's Zuri." Her voice was warm and friendly as she spoke and I sat down on the bed.

"Hi, Zuri. What can I do for you?" I asked as I started stripping from my shoes. I heard her take a deep breath as a voice in the background spoke and her soft inaudible reply.

"Your display with Master Cole this morning was extremely natural. Congratulations." She started and I paused in the middle of unbuttoning my jeans.

"Thank you," I said cautiously taking the phone from my ear and placing it on the speaker to continue undressing. I put the phone on the bed as I slip out of my jeans and shirt.

"My Dom and Master Cole would like you to join them tomorrow night at the club." She started and my heart beat faster. I looked down at my jeans and my mouth fell open at the sight of the wet patch.

"But I haven't got any training," I said as I pushed my shirt over my head. I heard Zuri say something followed by the sound of the phone switching hands. My stomach fell at the sound and something told me that the next time a voice came through it wasn't going to be Zuri.