Free Make Me by Suzanne Steele Page A

off.”
    Greg looks up at me with a look of utter disdain and he says, “Well, it appears to be working. Not that it is any of your business, but I happen to think she deserves better than you. I mean seriously, what kind of Dom goes on a reality show to pick up women who aren’t even in the lifestyle?”
    “Greg, let me tell you something, you sneaky little son of a bitch. You may not like me, but you’re going to respect me! If you weren’t the ambulance chasing lawyer that you are, I’d splatter your nose all over your face right now.”
    “Anytime you feel froggy, David, you go right ahead and jump.”
    I walk away because I know if I don’t, I am going to hurt Greg. The only reason he is showing any interest in Linda is to piss me off and he has most certainly managed to do that. I storm out the door and make my way back to the mansion. All I care about right now is a shot of bourbon and a good night’s sleep.
    Nights like tonight make me glad I have a driver. I sit in the back seat and silently make my way into the mansion without running into any of the women because they’re still at the bar.
    I pour myself two fingers of bourbon and take a seat, removing my jacket and loosening my tie. I let my mind wander back to the last night Linda and I shared together.
    She is the real deal. She brings out the Dom in me. She doesn’t know how to play or how to engage in a scene, it is just Linda being Linda.
    She is a natural with me in the sub realm, and she doesn’t even realize it—the way she trembles under my touch and averts her eyes under my gaze, the way I have to lift her chin to make her look at me. There is such a connection with her, so much chemistry.
    Doms and subs spend lifetimes looking for the connection that we share and I have no intention of losing her. It isn’t just Greg I don’t want to lose her to, it is any man.
    A knock at my door brings me out of my thoughts.
    If this is one of these bitches trying to fuck me…..Grrrr…..
    I jerk the door open in irritation to see Barbie standing there and my mood softens.
    “Have a seat, Barbie. What’s on your mind?”
    “Well, Sir, I do hope I am not speaking out of turn, but I have something I would like to talk to you about.”
    I nod my head giving her the go ahead to continue.
    “I can’t help but notice you like Linda and I won’t reveal it to anyone. I just want you to know that I have your back, Sir.”
    “Barbie, I appreciate that and I have a proposition for you. As far as I am concerned, you are the only girl here who deserves to win this competition. I know a Dom who is in the market for a sub just like you. He has many of the same fetishes that I have noted you have. I have already sent him a picture of you and he is smitten, to say the least. As soon as the competition is over he wants to meet you.”
    I smile, as I watch Barbie’s face beam.
    At least someone is having a good day…

    Kathy
    I stand around the corner out of sight and watch Barbie leave David’s room. My million dollar dream is going right out the window and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.
    Granted, I will be famous and I am sure to be a hit with my home-town friends, but fifteen minutes of fame isn’t enough for a girl like me who craves the spotlight like I do. I need this to put me on the reality TV show circuit. Maybe I am kissing the wrong ass. Maybe I need to do a little more sucking up to Linda. Screw David, he doesn’t have the power to make me a star. In his world, he is the star in the limelight. In my world, I don’t share that privilege. Yes… I will have to try and get closer to Linda so I can secure my chance at fame. To a girl like me, fame is more important than fortune. It’s my drug of choice and I’m like a junkie with my first shot. I developed a taste for it a long time ago. My Mommy Dearest saw to that with all of the beauty pageants I was subjected to throughout my childhood. This is my chance to make it big and if it