Chapter Five
Xia
The entertainment cabin, GoldenEye IV Airbus...
“I’ll have a GoldenEye Stripper, please.”
Xia was thankful for her sharp memory as she quickly recalled the ingredients.Rex had been right.She hadn’t worked at a highly modern bar for centuries, which meant she had to study and remember every recipe.It hadn’t been easy, but she had spent the past week learning the entire bar menu off by heart.Some were specific to the CDS group, and it seemed the members loved to experiment with their distinct and different flavors rather than the usual daiquiris and margaritas.
Halfway through mixing the drink, Xia stopped and looked at the pretty blonde, who was dressed in a skimpy red satin dress and a matching mask.She snorted inwardly at her own bartender’s uniform.All inflight staff wore standard-issue black and white that somehow, in her case at least, managed to both fit and not fit in all the wrong places.The black pants hugged her curves like an overenthusiastic lover, though she had to admit they did amazing things for her newly sculpted ass.All those jobless months of stress-walking had at least gifted her with a posterior that caused men to do double takes.
The white shirt, however, was waging a valiant war against her well-endowed chest.The buttons strained heroically at their posts, and Xia found herself doing periodic checks to make sure her girls weren’t staging a surprise rebellion.At least the lilac lace bra is pretty in case these brave little soldiers finally surrender.She bit back a laugh.Imagine that, a wardrobe malfunction at 35,000 feet.
Thank god for the combat boots she was allowed to wear.Ten hours in heels would’ve been torture.
She caught her reflection in the mirrored at the back of the bar and winked at herself as she noticed how the cabin lights made her hair gleam with a reddish tint.Sure, she might not be sample-size, but damn if she didn’t wear these curves like they were designer labels.
Besides, who needs a size zero when you are a perfectly comfortable ten?She turned her attention back to the pretty blonde.
“Apologies, I should’ve asked first.Since the dungeon just opened, I assume you haven’t played yet?”
“No.”Her eyes sparkled as she glanced around, openly ogling some of the Doms in the immediate vicinity.“But I intend to have loads of fun soon.”
Xia lowered the liqueur she was about to measure out.“I’m sorry, miss, but I’m sure you know the rules.No hard liquor for any submissive until playtime and scening are finished.I can’t serve you a GoldenEye Stripper.”
“Aww...not even a teeny, eeny one with half the liquor?”She pouted prettily.
Xia shook her head with a wry smile.It was easy to spot a manipulative sub.This one went as far as to attempt her skill on inflight staff.
“I suppose you’re new to the CDS group, so I’m going to give you a friendly snippet of advice.According to staff who have worked at their other clubs, the CDS Masters frown upon Dom manipulation, and it’ll only get your ass whipped.The Dom doesn’t even have to address it himself; the owner of the plane personally handles the punishment.”She leaned close to whisper conspiratorially.“Apparently, so well that you won’t be able to enjoy the rest of the weekend.”
The blonde’s eyes sharpened as she searched the cabin.“The Club Master himself, you say?”A sensual smile curved her lips.“Well, if it means that gorgeous bald hunk all dressed in his silver suit with the white shirt unbuttoned to his belly button...Ooh!Just look at that contrast to his tanned skin and that yummy six-pack!”She oohed again and licked her lips.“Then I'd better start manipulating.I can’t think of a better way to get to know him better.”She winked at Xia.“Who knows?I might even be his play partner for this entire trip.”A delightful giggle tinkled from her lips.“Better even would be to nab the position as his permanent sub in a much more intimate relationship.If you catch my drift?”
Xia’s smile was a masterclass in restraint.Oh, darling, you’re adorable.The girl was clearly under the impression that Rex was up for grabs.Newsflash bitch.He isn’t.Xia had already decided he was hers, and she wasn’t about to let some overconfident upstart try to steal him.Her expression was all sugar and no spice—because spice was for people who didn’t know better.
“Would you rather have a mocktini?”
“Nawh.I’m just going to gander closer to the sex god owner and make sure he overhears my covert invitation for a whipping in his personal suite.”
Great, the perfect location to woo him with her seductive smile and supermodel skinny ass.Xia didn’t hold back a snort, which drew Master Coop’s attention.
“Is there a problem, Xia?”
She almost snorted again.Xia...not little one, or my pet, or any of a Dom’s favorite sub names.Just Xia...reminding her that she was there as an employee, which meant the mighty Master R wouldn’t even cast an eye her way, let alone consider scening with her during staff playtime.
