Free Make Me Stay by Ella Jade

time we spoke, I didn’t like the way you sounded.” He sat down on the sofa and patted for her to sit next to him. She stared at the sofa and then at the floor by his feet. “Whatever makes you comfortable.”
    “Thank you, Sir.” She dropped to her knees by his feet and he tangled his fingers in her hair just like he would when she was his submissive. His touch was always so soothing to her.
    “I need you to speak freely,” he said as he stroked her hair.
    “You came all the way here because you didn’t like the way I sounded on the phone?”
    “I had business to tend to not far from here, so I decided to check on you,” he said. “How are things going?”
    “Okay.”
    “Don’t lie to me. I already warned you once. I wouldn’t have any aversion to taking you over my knee.”
    She laughed but she knew he would spank her if she tried his patience.
    “Is Cade not the man you thought he was, after all?”
    “He is and so much more. He just doesn’t understand who I am.”
    “You need to make him comprehend.”
    “He thinks I’m confused. That it’s his fault I’m submissive.”
    “Absurd.” She felt Martin’s fingers tense in her hair. “Your submission is a gift, and if he can’t understand that, maybe it’s time for you to come back to me.” He slid his hand out of her hair and rested it against her cheek. She relaxed into his touch.
    “He likes my submissive side, but he wonders if I can handle it.”
    “Does he know the things I’ve done with you in the past two years? What I’ve had you endure for him?”
    She nodded. “He knows I’ve submitted to you and you’re pretty hardcore. I let him read our contract.”
    “Then what’s his problem? If he wants to dominate you and you’re willing, I don’t get it.”
    “He doesn’t practice this lifestyle. He likes to be rough and take control. He thinks because he was my first and I was young when we were together he influenced my sexual behavior.”
    “But you know that couldn’t be further from the truth. You’re a natural submissive. A perfect submissive, and if your Cade doesn’t figure it out soon, you’re coming back home with me.”
    A small part of Gracie felt protected in the knowledge that her Master would take her back without a question. He made her secure enough to pursue her submissive side. He’d encouraged her to come back and make things work with Cade.
    “You would take me back, wouldn’t you?”
    “Always, my love. I won’t collar another. You were an exception for me.” He ran the back of his fingers against her face.
    “I was your special project.” She knew how much he’d given up to take on a full-time submissive. It wasn’t something he’d ever planned on doing again. “You saved me.”
    “You helped me in many ways too.”
    “I miss being in your house.”
    “It is rather quiet without you. Have you eaten?” Martin stood from the sofa. “Let me take you to lunch.”
    “I could make you lunch. I think I’d be more comfortable talking here.”
    “Very well.” He cupped her chin in his hand as he stared down at her. “I want an omelet.”
    “So demanding.” She giggled.
    “I think that’s one of the things you like about me.”
    “One of them.”
    Just as she was about to get up, the front door flew open. Gracie’s head snapped in the direction of the entryway. She saw a flicker of hurt in Cade’s eyes just before they raged with anger. She was certain the image of her on her knees as Martin held her chin in place didn’t look very good.
    “What the fuck, Gracie?”
    “Cade, it’s not what you think.” She stood up and headed toward him.
    “Stop!” Cade held up his hand. “Is this him?”
    “Mr. Jameson.” Martin moved to stand in front of Gracie. Always her protector, she thought. “I’m Martin Abrams.”
    Cade shook his head as he stared at Gracie, the betrayal evident in his expression. “One fight and you drop to your knees for another man?”
    “No, I mean yes, but