Make Me by Suzanne Steele

boils down to a couple of things for me personally, Linda: Control and trust. I work a crazy job where I see some crazy stuff that has no rhyme or reason to it. I like control in the bedroom.”
    I could feel myself flushing under the heat of his gaze. Why do these guys have to be so intense? It was disarming to say the least.
    “I also require a deeper level of commitment and intensity in my relationships. It is one of two ways with me, Linda: Either it is no strings attached play, or a full on, intense, 24/7, BDSM, monogamous relationship.”
    He leans in with a serious look, pinning me to my chair with his eyes as he speaks. “Linda, whether you realize it or not, you have sub tendencies. Being kinky isn’t something that you do, it’s who you are. You’re born that way, pretty lady.”
    I find that his candidness is making me squirm in my seat and I can’t help but wonder if he has a point.
    This reality show has opened up a new world to me and in just a few days I am going to have to let it go. Whether I want to admit it or not, I will never be the same.
    I can feel a part of me grieving at the thought of letting it go. Unless you have experienced it in some form or another, you really don’t grasp how deeply rooted in you the BDSM lifestyle can become.
    It is like tentacles have wrapped around my soul and I will never be the same. There will always be a hidden part of me now that will gravitate towards others in the lifestyle. I can only hope that it will fill the void that I already feel due to David no longer being part of my life. This is the only time that I can ever remember committing the unpardonable sin in business—never get emotionally involved. I have done just that. I have become emotionally involved with not only David, but the BDSM community as a whole.



Chapter Twenty One
    Linda
    I make my way into the high end boutique.
    The final shoot and the big reveal is tomorrow night and I need something to wear because I will be hosting the show.
    I’m not crazy about being on TV and I try to just not think about it. Most people don’t realize how nerve racking it can be in front of a TV camera.
    It is very easy for your thought processes to begin running amok when you know there are millions of eyes scrutinizing every detail of the show. Many of these women don’t realize yet that fame isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. They will learn though—boy, will they ever learn.
    One of the sales girls makes her way over and speaks under her breath, “You’re the lady who is doing that reality show at ‘The Dungeon,’ aren’t you?”
    “Yes. In fact, that is why I’m here. I need something to wear for the big reveal tomorrow.”
    “I bet he picks that Barbie girl because she seems to be the only one who is really into the lifestyle. The rest of them seem like they are just along for the fame ride. David isn’t the type to let the BDSM community be made a mockery of.”
    “Oh, so you know David?” I asked.
    Wanting to kick myself for even giving a shit.
    She giggles under her breath and whispers, “I frequent the club. Every girl in that place wants David as a Dom, but he always tells them that it’s only ‘play.’”
    I can imagine that it is only play being that he is a player.
    She must have read the look on my face because it explains what she says next.
    “Oh no, it isn’t what you think. David is monogamous when he has a sub. David is a widower; you didn’t know? He was married to his sub and she died five years ago in a car accident. Greg, got the drunk driver off on a technicality and they have hated each other ever since.”
    The sales lady continues to chatter on but, to be honest, she lost me after dropping that bomb shell.
    I feel like such an ass for judging David the way that I have. I will wait and get the whole story though; he isn’t getting off the hook that easy.
     
     
     
     

    Linda
    I am glad for the sales lady who had been able to help me with my wardrobe