“Then, I’ll clarify. I don’t think that exists forme. This club is where I find peace and acceptance, and I’ve come to realize that it is enough for me. But, if you want the sub, the wife, the white-picket fence, then I’m sure you’ll find it.”
“I thought I had.”
“Ry, you are gorgeous, successful, and an incredible Dom,” she says with a grin. “There is a sub out there just waiting to come barreling into your life when you least expect it. You’ll get your happily ever after.”
“I’m not sure if I even want that anymore, Viv.” I’m just being honest. I thought I wanted forever, but the fallout when it doesn’t work is something I don’t want to experience again any time soon.
“Do you want to join me and my sub? I’m training a new girl for Theo Randall.”
“Why isn’t he training her himself?”
“Haven’t you heard?”
“Heard what?”
“Flex convinced him to sell the club in Boston. It’s going to be a new Venom. He’s going to move up here to take over the training suite upstairs. He wanted a sub ready to play by the time he moves. He handpicked her, and I’m training her. He didn’t trust any of you yahoos not to dip your stick. My lack of penis makes me the perfect choice.”
“Wow. Holy fuck. I’m astounded that he agreed to sell his club. Why wouldn’t he want to stay there to run it?”
“Flex offered him a very lucrative offer on the club and to move him to Manhattan.”
“This place is becoming an empire.” This is a good distraction.
“Great, isn’t it?” She’s like a giddy schoolgirl.
“Did Flex tell you about the rooftop?”
“What about it?”
“He wants me to open a restaurant up there for the club. I was thinking about opening a new location, but I never thought to do it at Venom.”
“That’s a wonderful idea. Tell me you said ‘yes.’ Your food is divine and think how much fun you could have with your own kinks.”
“I’m making some moves to find a chef who would be willing to work in a kink club.”
“Why would it be different from the bar downstairs? No nudity or sexual conduct in the restaurant. They wouldn’t even have to interact with any other part of the club.”
“I suppose, but as an employer, I think transparency is key. I wouldn’t bring in someone who couldn’t handle it.”
“Well, how many kinky chefs do you know?”
“Me.”
“I can’t wait to see you bring your expertise to Venom. We can dine, have some drinks, and then go to the private rooms or the other floors. You’ll make a fortune.”
“I already have a fortune. This isn’t about the money. I just need a new challenge.”
“Either way… I’m excited for you.”
“Thanks, Viv.”
A slender woman walks to Viv’s side—long blonde hair like a waterfall down her back, her small breasts covered in a scrap of lace as she drops to her knees with her hands behind her back. Viv caresses her alabaster skin with a sultry smile. “You’re such a good girl. Isn’t she lovely, Ry?”
“Yes.” She’s beautiful. I can appreciate that. She isn’t my type, but objectively, she is very beautiful.
“Are you sure you don’t want to join us for a little training?”
“I think Theo would be less than happy if I did, but thank you for the offer.”
