His Every Fantasy (15 page)

He knew the clerk well, he frequently saw
Melissa at other BDSM clubs he was invited to perform at. She was
no one’s sub. He further whispered in her ear that he was also
giving her a year of VIP access to his club and as a bonus and
would find her a Dom to care for her needs and if she ever wanted
or decided to be Mandy’s maid of sorts and companion, to let him
know. It came with a free apartment suite in his building so she
could be at Mandy's beck and call and named an exorbitant
salary.

Mandy thought Jett was being careless with his
money, not used to a man spending any money at all on her. But she
would adore the companionship of another woman in this unusual and
even scary world of his. Her eyes met with Melissa's and begged her
silently to accept the offer even as her face remained
blank.

Melissa didn’t need to think about it, with
that kind of money, she could finally put herself through college
and she’d be a fool to turn it down.

"Mr. Damian, I don’t need to think about it. I
would love the opportunity and can’t thank you enough for offering
it to me, but I will require time to pack my things and give my
notice here."

"Leave the notice to me. I’ll give your boss
your immediate notice and an incentive to let you go. I will also
give you a week to pack your things. Give Xavier your address and
he will help you pack and move your things to your new apartment
suite in my building. We will sign the contract later for a year’s
time and after that year, you will have the option of renewing it,
if we are all satisfied with how things are going at that time." He
turned to Mandy then and studied her face. "Would this arrangement
please you, tigress?" He watched her face light right up again and
knew what her answer would be.

"It would please me very much! Thank you,
thank you, Master! You are too kind!" Mandy gushed hoarsely. She
realized Jett was trying to make her happy with him and she
cherished him for it.

"Melissa."

"Yes, Mr. Damian?"

"Have your own measurements taken and order
five outfits similar to Mandy’s along with accessories for
yourself. It will distinguish you as being under my care and will
give you protection within the club. Mandy and Xavier will give you
a tour of your new home for the year and I will get your VIP
membership card and paperwork done. Do you have something elegant
but not sleazy to wear? Mandy and Xavier can help you right now
with picking out a dress and heels for tonight and bill it to my
account as well." He demanded.

"Yes, Mr. Damian." She gushed.

"And Mandy?" He looked up at her still on the
runway and took a deep breath to calm the raging beast within.
"Leave that outfit on, don’t you dare take it off."

"Yes Master." She purred the best she could
with her voice so hoarse and croaky and beamed with
delight.

Jett nodded. "Good girl. Now go and help
Melissa while I go and speak to her boss." He didn’t wait for a
response. He ordered and expected her to follow said orders or she
got punished, it was as simple as that. She may be broken and
fractured and quite different from the woman he met in the
bookstore, but she was his Mandy. She had more layers to her that
he planned to discover with time and peel them back he would. He
was happy with what he had found already.

With lightning quick speed, she became his
obsession and his every fantasy come true in a perfect package. He
had so many things to teach her, experience with her, and open her
up to. Thoughts that had him semi-hard already. Jesus, he felt like
a horny teenager who couldn’t get enough of Mandy and her
delectable body and apparently he wasn’t the only one, judging by
the look on Xavier’s face. He wished he had a magic ball to see how
she’d react later that night in the club. It would either open up
her curiosity and sexual desires, causing her to want to experience
more or it would send her running far away, never to speak to him
again. He’d have to tread carefully and patiently with her to build
up the trust between them.

Meanwhile, Mandy, Melissa and Xavier cruised
through the racks of clothing trying to find the right outfit for
Melissa to wear to the club. Something elegant and sexy but not
sleazy or slutty looking. Mandy could see that Xavier and Melissa
had instant chemistry and both tried to ignore it. She smiled
wholeheartedly at them, thinking they’d be a great couple if Jett
would allow it. Xavier was his sub after all. All of a sudden,
Xavier found the perfect dress and in Melissa’s size too. It was
fire engine red and matched the color of Mandy’s rose on her vest.
It was made of form fitting silk and flowed to a few inches shy of
the floor. The waist was cinched and above that, two separate
pieces of cloth were crisscrossed over the breasts and led up to
the back of the neck there they snapped together. The arms,
shoulders and back from the waist up were left bare. The outfit
would allow her to wear the traditional red submissive house collar
in comfort as well, like Xavier’s.

Mandy shooed Melissa off to the dressing room
with the dress and a set of heels to match when she saw Jett leave
the office and head back in their direction. She forgot how to
breathe in that moment. The sight of him, she knew, would always
take her breath away.

By the time Melissa had dressed, Jett stood
possessively next to Mandy with his arm around her waist. He looked
Melissa over with a keen eye as she slowly turned at his command.
"Yes, this is a good choice indeed and will work on such short
notice. Get changed Melissa and meet us by the door. Your boss,
well ex-boss now, said to write up a sales slip for your dress and
our orders and bill everything to me then leave it under the till.
Oh, turn the sign to closed and lock the door as we leave." He
watched the girl rush away. He noticed the huge smile she and Mandy
shared. "The owner is closing early so she can make sure all the
daily clothes I chose for you are delivered yet today. Now, we only
have one last stop to make. We are going to a special high end
salon so you two ladies can have your hair done along with
pedicures, manicures, and a little something extra for you
tigress." He said and gave Mandy a wicked smile, his eyes not
holding back from showing her his overwhelming, obsessive desire
for her.

"Yes Master." Mandy responds with a wicked
smile of her own and wondered if Jett expected her to role play the
obedient submissive all the time. Because if that is his plan, he
has another thing coming.

"Jett?"

"Yes, Mandy?"

"I was just wondering why Xavier and Melissa
get their own apartments and I don't?" Her face flushed hot and she
immediately felt awful and greedy for bringing the topic up in the
first place.

"Are you not happy sharing my large place with
me, tigress?"

"Of course I am. You've been almost too
generous with me, it's just that...um...there might be times that I
will feel the need to be alone..."

"Ah. What you are politely trying to ask, is
where can you go when you are pissed off at me or tired of my
attentions for a night, is that correct?" He laughed. "Don't be
embarrassed to be honest with me, tigress. I have already seen to
that contingency. I apologize for not showing you my whole place as
I promised to. You will of course have your own bedroom and sitting
room to decorate as you see fit if you choose to stay after
tonight. After you understand everything you need to know about me
and I'm confident when you do, you will decide to stay.
Nevertheless, we will talk about it more later, in private,
alright?" Jett's tone was caring and understanding.

It put Mandy at ease that he had already
thought ahead and yet was unnerving that he had been able to read
her so well. Although, with his level of self-assurance and she
guessed, used to getting his way, she couldn't help but wonder if
planned all of this out while she was in her coma in the hospital.
She filed it away as thoughts to think about and discuss later.
Especially when Jett was calling her name in a scolding tone of
voice.
Still not a child you jerk!

"Mandy, if you're quite done getting lost in
your thoughts, we do need to go."

"Yes sir. My almighty master of the pain in
the ass club." She smarted off in a saucy tone of voice and
strutted right out the door to await for him by the limo with her
hands on her hips, as though he were the slow one.

"Keep pushing me beautiful, I dare you. I am
planning your severe punishment which will come at bedtime
tonight." Jett scolded when he reached her.

Mandy rushed into the limo rather than let a
laugh burst from her lips when she realized an older couple and two
men in their very early twenties, bystanders, all paused in their
steps with his words and severe tone of voice. The older couple
both looked ready to have a heart attack for different reasons and
the two younger men looked envious.

"Oh my God, did you see their faces?" Melissa
laughed, when Mandy shot inside the limo like a bullet to sit next
to her and entwined their arms together. She watched Mandy nodded
and struggled with keeping a straight face. Seconds later, when
Jett sat down across from them with raised eyebrows, Mandy lost the
battle. Melissa joined in and the two of them laughed like a couple
of carefree school girls unable to control themselves.

When they appeared to get themselves under
control Jett asked, "Everything okay now ladies?"

"The elderly couple––" Mandy gasped and was
interrupted.

"The two guys––" Melissa managed to get out
before both women succumbed to another bout of laughter.

Jett stared at them with a stoic face, his
only tell to his current confusion, his raised eyebrows. He called
on every ounce of patience he possessed to deal with the two women.
He wondered if this arrangement between the two women was a good
idea after all.

When the bout of laughter died back down
again, Jett's look of confusion turned into one of exasperation and
he aimed it at both women. His tone of voice was of severe disdain.
"I swear if you two start laughing again, I will cane you both
until you bleed. Pray tell, what in the hell is so funny and do
make haste with the telling. My level of patience is entirely
depleted." Jett growled like an angry lion. He hated being laughed
at.

"We weren't laughing at you per say, but at
the bystanders behind you. Their facial expressions when you said
you'd punish me, were comical to say the least." Mandy explained,
thoroughly chastised and having read in between the lines of what
Jett said.

"Do go on."

"There was an elderly couple who looked like
they were going to have a heart attack from the shock your words
caused. She glared at you and her husband was rubbing his hands
together and began to wheeze as he stared at Mandy with a devilish
gleam in his eyes and an overexcited smile on his face as though he
wanted to be the one to punish her. That is, until his wife
noticed, slapped his face and pulled him along." Melissa explained
as she chuckled.

"The boys looked to be in their early twenties
and they stared at you with great envy while they practically
drooled. They appeared to want to shove you aside and do the job
themselves. It was a 'kind of had to be there' moment." Mandy
finished the explanation with a very soft voice.

Jett chuckled. "I am sorry I missed all of
that. It does sound rather comical." He sat back in his seat and
allowed Mandy her moment of freedom and girly fun. He was going to
enjoy punishing her later in the evening and at the salon. He
looked up at Xavier who was in the driver's seat and quietly
chuckling to himself.

"To the salon, Xavier." He said and turned his
intense gaze back to Mandy. His eyes full of devilish mirth and in
a seductive, gravelly voice that sounded like smooth whiskey said,
"Perhaps I'll let Xavier participate in your punishment tonight as
well, tigress. That will teach you a lesson quite nicely, I think.
Hm. Yes, I will give that some serious thought, as I do so love to
watch as well as participate."

Mandy's face turned an immediate bright
crimson color, her breath caught in her throat, her pulse began to
race and her eyes became as wide as saucers. She glanced over her
shoulder to where Xavier was sitting in the driver's seat only to
see his eyes light up with delight in the rearview mirror and she
gulped. The scene at the jewelry store came back to mind. She was
already sore from last night and from earlier. She knew she
couldn't handle Xavier's XXL sized manhood yet again! She turned
pleading eyes on Jett who winked back at her, but otherwise
remained stoic and silent for the rest of the ride. That in itself
told Mandy the topic was closed.

The high-end salon to which they were headed
was one where Jett has been a VIP client for a few years. They
never ask him questions and never interfere with his subs. In
return, their business and their workers receive very handsome tips
for their time and continued silence. It is a perfect working
relationship. The workers on duty have already been informed that
two new girls of his are coming and the workers are to say nothing
to them concerning their chosen lifestyle.

At the salon, Mandy was impressed at the lush
decor and the professionalism of the workers. Xavier was ordered to
escort Melissa to a chair to have her hair fixed, nails and toes
down.