Free Out of the Dungeon by SM Johnson Page A

a few
minutes later, and she went into the locker room to get dressed.
She looked at herself in the mirror and laughed. Her hair was a
mess and she had the whole 'just fucked' look going on. Well, why
hide the truth?

Chapter 10
     
    R oman led Vanessa up
the stairs and back into the club.
    "Keep your chin up, kid," Roman said, and
winked at her.
    She nodded, took a deep breath, and went
around the bar into the club proper.
    Roman watched her look around. He looked
where Vanessa was looking and saw Suede, still on the stage.
    "What time is it?" Roman asked Dare.
    "Almost one o'clock," Dare answered. "They've
been lining up for her abuse for almost two hours now. I'd call Doc
to come do some aftercare, but I'd hate to have him park somebody
in my room."
    Roman knew that it was a near constant worry
of Dare's that Doc would take on a submissive and kick Dare out of
the apartment. He studied Dare, and decided not to take offense at
the room comment. It wasn't fair that Dare didn't have a place to
call home, and Roman didn't think Dare intended the comment to be
snide.
    Instead he asked about Suede. "She done any
aftercare at all?"
    Dare shrugged. "Not that I've noticed. Does
she ever?"
    Roman sighed. Suede was a good Domme, in the
sense of technique and the ability to read her subs well. But she
tended to stay in top space long beyond her bottoms could stay in
sub space, so once one was done, she'd be looking for the next
victim. And the next. And maybe even the next, creating a string of
exhausted submissives needing care, rest, and water.
    Suede hadn't even noticed Vanessa's return,
and Vanessa slumped on a bar stool looking forlorn.
    Roman asked Dare what his plan was for the
night.
    Dare shrugged. "Doc's night off. I gotta
close the club. Are you staying till close?"
    Roman nodded toward Vanessa. "She's wrecked.
I think I should take her someplace. If you're coming home, I'll
tuck her into her own bed. If you're not, I'll tuck her into
mine."
    "What, going straight for the night?"
    "Funny, Dare. No. I'm just looking at Suede,
and she looks wasted. And I'm looking at Vanessa, who's still
over-stimulated. Seems like a bad combination. I'm not sure
Vanessa's back enough in her own head to take care of herself. And
it doesn't look like Suede's going to be in any condition to
provide additional aftercare. If Jeff were here, he'd make sure she
got taken care of. Seems like the right thing to do."
    Dare shrugged. "I can stay with Doc. No
problem. You know I like a little space in between."
    Roman nodded. "All right, then. I'm going to
take Vanessa out of here."
    "Probably going to piss off Suede,
though."
    Roman laughed. "And I care about that
why?"
    "Just warning you."
    "Suede might intimidate millions of minions,
but she doesn't intimidate me. It's one thing to not provide
aftercare for an experienced sub, but not providing it for a newbie
is inexcusable. Jeff would never forgive me if I failed to protect
Vanessa."
    Roman went over to Vanessa, who still looked
forlorn. "You look like you're ready to leave."
    She jumped a little. "Is it that
obvious?"
    "It is to me. But I'm used to watching for
sub drop."
    "What's that?"
    "It's a low mood that sometimes hits people
after a major adrenaline rush."
    She nodded. "Yeah, I was just wishing I could
call Jeff."
    "I wish you could call him, too. How about I
take you home?"
    She turned to look at Suede, flogging yet
another person on the stage, off in her own head-space and
oblivious to Vanessa's distress. "Do you think Suede will be upset
if I leave?"
    "I think Suede is perfectly capable of taking
care of Suede."
    "But not me?"
    "Jeff would kill me if I left you here after
the astounding sub experience you've had tonight. You should be
taken care of, babied, held tight and safe."
    Her face crumpled and she started to cry.
    "Come on." Roman put his arm around her and
led her outside. He hailed a cab, and was leading her into his
apartment within ten minutes.
    She'd stopped crying, but she