[The Vault 01] • Innuendo

Darcy

A pink thong.

After robbing me blind--and naked--that’s all the sub left me. Not even my socks. Just her pink thong. Just because I’m a Dom doesn’t mean I enjoy all kinks--and humiliation was low on my list. I started to think that maybe it was time to retire from my position as Prime Dom at Club Imperial. Then again, was I really ready to start suffering through vanilla sex?

Maybe not yet.

Of course, there was also Nicci. The adorable, sweet bartender at Club Imperial everyone called Whiskey. Always dating a new loser, I wished she was a little older, and a little kinkier. Neither stopped me from being her friend--but I won’t lie and say I didn’t wish it was more.

Whiskey

I found myself looking into Crazy Cat Lady starter packages.

Well, there was nothing wrong with cats. I rather liked them. It was the men, the males, I had been dating that were the problem. Dating, loosely. One date and all of their flaws and lies on the dating site were revealed. I was getting tired of it. I had some serious classes coming up and maybe it was time for me to just wait it out. Then again, was I ready for celibacy?

Maybe not yet.

Then there’s Darcy--Dr. Peter Billings, psychiatrist, Dom, philanthropist and sex god. He was flat out kinky though and while I was willing to be wild, I wasn’t into submission. It didn’t stop me from being his friend--but I won’t lie and say I didn’t wish it was more.