Training Amy (10 page)

            “That was Peter and Lance, a few of the Dungeon monitors,” he told her.  Then he sucked air between his teeth. “And here comes Mistress Kali.”

            Amy made an audible gasp and threw a hand up to her mouth to cover it.

            “Eric, darling!” She strode up wearing a pair of black latex pants, patent leather heels, and a latex top that again, gave her ample cleavage.  “What is her name again?”

            Eric smiled at her. “Amy.”

            “I thought she was just your shop girl, but now I see you just didn’t want to share your sub,” Kali said with a mock pout.

            Just then the bar maid showed up with their drinks. Eric immediately handed the glass of wine to Amy. “It’s okay to take a few big swigs of that,” he told her, then turned to Kali. “Umm, yeah. So how are you?”

            “I’m here with Alexa and Dan who are at the bar getting me a drink. Is Emily here tonight?” She lifted a manicured eyebrow with a coy smile.

            “I heard she was, but I haven’t seen her and I really don’t care. Amy and I just stopped by for a drink and if she feels up to it, we might go take a seat in the back for a few minutes just so she can look around.” Eric said simply.

            Kali looked Amy and Eric up and down a few times and shook her head. “Well, we’re not doing any scenes tonight, but we are going watch Master Robert and Amanda. They’re doing a Shibari demonstration on stage four in half an hour.”

            Amy felt her eyes go wide. They scheduled demonstrations? She choked back a surprised laugh and took a gulp of the wine. Keeping her eyes downcast, she took a deep breath.

            Continuing Kali said, “Definitely come back and sit at our table. We’ll save two seats for you.” Then she regarded Amy with a bright smile and leaned into Eric. She whispered something then she winked at him and headed toward the bar where a man and woman stood waiting for her.

            Amy took another swig of the wine noticing Eric’s expression seemed tenser than before. She’d insisted they come and now she was regretting it. “I’m sorry, maybe this wasn’t a good idea.”

            “No,” he protested. “Sorry, Kali just told me about something she overheard and it pissed me off. We really should go back and watch. Master Robert and his sub Amanda put on a great demonstration and Amanda always wears a bathing suit so... They don’t do full nudity in their scenes.”

            “Oh,” Amy said, taking another gulp of the wine and realizing she’d drained the glass. “I think that would be okay.”

            “Good.” He took the empty wine glass and handed it to the bar maid who had magically appeared with another glass of wine. Then he set the full glass of wine in front of her.  “Let’s go sit now so we don’t have to try to navigate a huge crowd.”

            Taking their drinks he led the way, Amy hurrying along behind him, hanging onto the back of his jeans.

            The back of the club was dimly lit by a few wall sconces and small lamps that hung over the tables. At the edges of the room, inset into the walls, were stages, presumably where the demonstrations took place. She hung onto Eric's belt loop and followed him through the crowd, careful not to look anyone in the eye. She certainly didn't want to call attention to herself.  Finally, Eric stopped at a table right in front of what looked to be the main stage. Sitting there was Mistress Kali and her entourage.

            She gave Eric another flashy smile. It was obvious, by Amy's estimation, that Kali was interested in him and it put her stomach in knots. She didn't want to share Eric, especially with a woman like Kali. Eric pulled out a chair to the right for Amy and ushered her into it. He took the chair to her left, creating a barrier between her and Kali for which she was thankful.  Then he rested his arm over her shoulders, looking around the room as if to ward off anyone who might have been looking at Amy in
that
way. She didn't say anything, just opened her senses to the cacophony of voices. It almost sounded like the buzzing of bees. She felt Eric squeeze her shoulder, causing a flood of sensation through her.

            Eric leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "You can relax at any time, Amy. I promise I won't let anything happen to you."

            Sucking in a deep breath she nodded and whispered back, "Okay."

            Then Eric did something that sent shots of pleasure through her. He gently kissed her ear. Her nipples went hard and she let out a tiny gasp. He didn't remove his hand from her shoulder. Instead, he leaned back and starting chatting casually with Kali and her male escort about cars. Amy couldn't get into it. She was entirely too mesmerized by the club. The lights, the people, the stages. Eric’s large hand protectively on her at all times.

            "Two o'clock. I guess you're safe to approach now?" Kali said, nodding her head to the side.

            Eric turned his head toward the direction Kali indicated and audibly groaned, "Great."

            Amy couldn't help but give him a questioning look. 

            She didn't have to wait long to find out what was up because Kali said in a mocking tone, "Emily, dear, how brave of you to approach a table of Doms when you are most certainly not welcome."

            "I apologize for intruding, Mistress. I was only hoping to speak with Master Eric," came a soft voice from behind Amy. 

            Amy resisted the temptation to turn and look at the intruder. Emily. The ex-girlfriend.

            "You and I have nothing to discuss, Emily," Eric said in a flat, cool voice. 

            But she persisted. "Can we speak in private, Master Eric? Just for a few minutes?"

            Amy felt eyes on her, but she still didn't dare turn around. Being at the club was awkward enough. She hadn’t actually expected Eric’s ex-girlfriend would approach them.

            Kali seemed to notice this. She didn't hold back how she really felt. "Well Eric, you might as well. I'll keep your current girlfriend occupied while you deal with the ex."
            "I'm sorry about this. I'll be right back," he said.

            Amy slowly turned her head to see Eric leave the table, the scrawny brunette dressed in a latex mini leading the way. She completely dropped the protocol. "What the hell was that?"

            Letting out a laugh, Kali leaned toward her. "Now that she sees you have him, she wants him back. That's what
that
is. Despite all this,” she motioned toward the room around them, “that little girl had Eric wrapped around her little finger from day one. She's a manipulative beast and were she mine..."

            "You would have put her over a spanking bench and given her a good flogging until her ass had welts?" Amy finished.

            Laughter resounded around the table.

            "That and more, perhaps something more severe," Kali said with a wink.

            Amy felt herself blush a little and she took a gulp of her wine.

            "And who is this enchanting creature?" a male voice boomed from behind her.

            "That's Eric's sub, Amy, and he won't share, so don't ask," Kali said flatly. "So how are you today, Thomas?"

            Thomas answered, "Fine," and then he and Kali's voices went distant. Amy no longer heard them. She wanted Eric to come back. Was Emily begging him to take her back? What could that woman possibly want with him? They were over - they had been for over a year according to Eric. Eric promised not to leave her and yet he had, even though Mistress Kali was proving to be a good deterrent to any Doms looking at Amy as if she were fresh meat. 

            "What did I miss?" Amy look up so quickly something pulled in her neck. It wasn't Eric standing there; it was Brad who had replaced the Dom named Thomas. For some reason it seemed really strange seeing him here even though she knew he was involved with the club, too.

            "We're waiting for the Shibari demonstration and Eric is dealing with Emily," Kali told him and gave Amy another wink.

            Brad took Eric's chair and sat down. "You alright?" he asked Amy.

            She nodded. "I'm fine. I've got wine."

            With a laugh he leaned over to Kali and asked her something.

            Kali shrugged. "I don't know, probably begging him to take her back. Fascinating how she only saw fit to do that the first time she catches Eric with someone else. She's a skanky bitch."

            He asked her something else.

            Kali shook her head then asked Amy, "She didn't say anything to you, did she?"

            Amy shook her head. "Nope."

            "Well here he comes, I guess we'll find out?" Brad said.

            Eric let out a sigh and shook his head as he approached the table. Instead of asking Brad to move he took the chair on Amy's right. "Sorry about that," he told her.

            She shrugged, not wanting to let him know how much she hated that he'd left her to go talk to his ex. But she wasn't going to hold it against him. It was what it was and he likely would have had to deal with Emily sooner or later. That was the thing with ex's. Especially if things were left unresolved. She mused that she'd probably have to deal with her own ex-drama eventually. She shoved the thought of Paul out of her mind. 

            "So what did the bitch want?" Kali asked. She was certainly blunt.

            "Wanted me to give her another chance," Eric said with a clenched jaw. "I explained to her that the only reason she wanted another chance was because I was with another woman and had moved on and she couldn't deal with that."

            "And?" Brad asked.

            "Then I told her no, that I was with someone else, and I suggested she move on, too. Though honestly I thought she had since she’s been here every other week with a new guy."  A sly smile crossed his lips.

            Brad and Kali laughed. Amy didn't.

            Eric took her hands into his and caught her gaze. "Don't worry, I'm totally over her."

            Smiling Amy said, "I know." Though she wasn't completely sure. "Where's the ladies room?"

            Kali jumped up. "I'll go with you."

            Eric lifted an eyebrow.

            "What? I already know she's off limits and I'll keep all the Doms off of her." With a flourish, Kali stepped around the chairs and headed toward the toilets, Amy right behind her.

            Looking into the mirror with the garish overhead fluorescents, Amy thought she looked a bit exhausted.  She re-applied some face powder and fixed her hair and lip gloss. She was so involved in wanting to look good for Eric she didn't notice the small brunette come up behind her, trailed by an equally petite redhead.

            "So you're the woman who thinks she's going to take Eric from me?" the brunette asked.

            Amy turned around, realizing Kali was probably still in one of the stalls. She figured she should probably point out the obvious. "Umm, I didn’t know you were part of the equation in me and Eric’s relationship until tonight. Besides, I heard you stepped out on him so if you don't have him anymore it's your own fault."

            Emily took a step toward her. "I don't think you understand me. You need to step off. I don't want to see you here with him again."

            A surge of anger ran through her. "I don’t think you have any say in the matter. Maybe
you
’
re
the one who needs to step off."