de Lune, Clair - Master Eric's Virgin Sub [Prometheus in Chains 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (5 page)

Prometheus had his mobile on, and when the tone sounded, he said, “She has just sent me another one. It is beyond a joke, and even if she is Jane’s granddaughter we cannot have this.”

Eric made a call, and when he had finished, he broke into the general grumbling and angry comments. He said, “Well, now that is strange. Emma has been at my flat and has no mobile, and her laptop was stolen two days ago. Moreover, she has spent the day with Jack, a member of Special Branch, and he will swear on a stack of bibles that she has made no calls, has not touched a phone, and has not had access to the Internet, so it was not her.”

You could have heard a pin drop as they all looked at one another in astonishment.

“What the fuck is going on?” bellowed Torquil.

“My feelings exactly,” said one Dom after another. Eric noticed Catriona had the wit to keep silent and wait to be told.

He outlined the story he had heard from Emma the previous day.

“She has never been to this city before and knows only Jane and Angus apart from those people she has met at work. Somebody has it in for her, and I intend to find out who.”

“Are you sure she is the real target?” Catriona asked.

Trust her to get to the heart of the matter.

“We have had no trouble in the club before she came, so who else could it be?” one of the Doms asked.

“Well now, that’s not strictly true, is it?” Catriona looked around.

Eric noticed she waited for them to think along the same lines as herself.

“Jane!” said Prometheus. “She is Jane’s granddaughter.”

“Just so! And who has had a problem with Jane?” Eric asked.

They all knew who that was.

“I saw her talking to Emma yesterday,” mused Eric, and Torquil said, “I was in the city centre the other day, on my way to an appointment. I saw Jessica behaving oddly outside a block of flats. She waited until she saw Emma come out. Then she walked up as if she’d met her accidentally. I thought it was odd but it was none of my business. Then they went off together toward the city centre.”

“Well, that gives me a starting point, and it will be a whole lot easier than without one,” said Eric. He left the meeting and went to his control room and began to search. He found some of what he wanted then sat back to consider. After a while, he had a visitor. Prometheus had been checking the log and wanted to know what the “odd feelings” he had noted meant. That jogged Eric’s memory, and as he looked at the dates on the log and the information on his screen, things began to fall into place. He needed to see the security guard that had been on the door, so he went downstairs and asked him a couple of questions.

The guard said, “I could not really describe the cleaner I saw on the two dates you are interested in, Sir. It was my first day on the door, and I was more interested in checking the passes. However, I do remember her name.”

Sally, the cleaner in question, was sent for, and when questioned she finally told how she had had been taken ill in Jessica’s flat after having afternoon tea with her and at
Jessica’s
suggestion allowed Jessica to help her, as she did not want to let the club down at the last minute and could not afford to lose her job. Eric took the information and spoke to the other Doms and Dommes. He left Sally outside the door until he had explained his idea then he called her inside.

“At the moment you have done nothing really wrong, and we are willing to overlook the failure to tell us what you had done. You should have telephoned and reported that you were sick, and we would have found someone else or given extra to the other cleaners to cover your work. All cleaners are vetted and should not give their passes to
anyone.
We are going to get this sorted out and you can help us, but under no circumstances must you tell anyone what has been discussed in this room, least of all Jessica. After all, she has got you into trouble, so you owe her no loyalty.”

He outlined his plan and told her that she must call when next she was ill at Jessica’s flat and someone would take her to a doctor’s office for tests, but she must call as soon as Jessica had left the building to go and do her work. Eric’s plan was set in motion.

That evening, Jessica was allowed to overhear a conversation between Mistress Catriona and Master Prometheus about the special meeting of Doms to take place the following day to discuss “the disgraceful business of those abusive e-mails.” They knew she would not be able to resist overhearing what they intended, especially as they said they would be summoning Emma to question her.

“I do have progress to report,” said Eric as Emma flew to greet him, “and you will be coming to the special meeting of the Doms tomorrow.”

He told her and Jack what he thought had happened but said they had no proof, so they had to catch her red-handed. He saw that Emma was on the one hand relieved that it would soon all be over and on the other furious at Jessica, but in the end she agreed to play it whatever way Eric wanted her to, as he’d known she would.

Chapter Thirteen

The next day, the Doms all collected in Prometheus’s office. Eric had been called when Sally was taken ill and Jack had taken her to be tested. The guard also called him when Sally’s ID was used, and then he watched on camera as Jessica went into Prometheus’s office and did not come out before the Doms and Dommes started to arrive. He took Emma in, and she listened to the pretended anger of the Doms over the e-mails. All of a sudden Eric wrenched open the door to the cupboard, and Master Prometheus said, “Won’t you join us, Jessica?” She came out into the office, and all the club’s Doms and Dommes looked at her.

“Sally is at present being tested to see what exactly you put in her drink. Care to tell us where you got whatever it is?” Eric asked.

“It is Emma you should be looking at. She sent me some horrible e-mails, and I wanted to see her get her just desserts,” Jessica protested.

“Do you have the e-mails still?” Eric asked.

“Oh, yes I kept them in case. I did try to be friendly with her. But she is truly horrible and twisted.”

Then they gave her a laptop, and she accessed her e-mails. There were several from Emma’s account over the past couple of days. All the Doms and Dommes had reported more e-mails from the previous day and today.

“Well now, that is quite a feat for her, as she had no mobile and no Internet access for the last couple of days,” stated Eric, and he could see Jessica was not so certain of herself as before, but she was not ready to throw in the towel just yet as she blustered.

“How do you know she is not lying? “

“Jack, my flatmate, has been minding her, and he is in Special Branch. Is that enough proof?”

Just then his mobile rang and he took the call, and when he had done he turned to her and said, “Enough! The stuff you used to make Sally ill has been identified, and she is willing to press charges against you. If you wish to help your cause, you
will
tell us who helped you. You did not break into her house and steal the laptop and you did not break her password, so you must have had help.
Tell us
now
!”

Eric knew they had her when she tried to take refuge in tears and said she did not know what they were talking about, but then Master Torquil growled that if he got his hands on her she’d soon tell
him
everything, and in the end she broke down and gave them the name of her ex-boyfriend. He had done all she asked because she had threatened to release compromising photos of him with an underage girl to the press.

They put her outside the office and under guard so they could discuss what to do next. As Emma left, Jessica tried to attack her, screeching, “It is all your fault, and you have turned everyone against me!” The guard restrained her, and she twisted in his arms but could not get free. She became hysterical then a doctor friend of Prometheus came and spoke to her, asking her a lot of questions. He said it was his professional opinion that she needed the help of a psychiatrist, and he would fix that up at once if they liked. She even tried to attack him, and he was obliged to sedate her.

Chapter Fourteen

They all agreed that what had been done was the best solution for Jessica, but there still remained the situation that Emma was in. Another of Prometheus’s friends just happened to be a lawyer, and, when called, he agreed to act for Emma. They all insisted that, in spite of her psychological problems, Jessica would have to make reparation. Just when that would be would depend on her evaluation. She could not continue as a member of Prometheus in Chains. They all agreed to give some thought to the matter and meet the next day, as all of them wanted the whole mess cleared up and life back to normal.

Eric went home with Emma and collected her stuff and took her back to her own flat. There were more parcels at her neighbour’s but she was not as upset, as he’d expected. Maybe that was because she knew that was the end of it and the lawyer was taking care of it.

Eric settled her, and she offered him a coffee. They had called into a local supermarket and she had bought some groceries as he intended to help her cook a meal and find out more about her desire to explore the lifestyle. They decided on salmon and green beans with new potatoes and coffee ice-cream to follow.

When they had eaten and were sitting on the sofa, he asked, “Why did you come to the club?”

“Well, I knew something was going on between Grandma and Angus and I designed those clothes for her to wear at his request. I did some searching through the special pages on the Curvy Woman website. Then I read some of her erotic fiction on her e-book when Angus bought her a new one to take with her. That had a lot of BDSM, so I went online and did some research. I knew something was different about me because Angus’s voice had some quality that made me not able to look him in the eyes. His voice had a strength and steel that made me want, no, need, to obey him.”

He saw she was shaking a bit now, so he took her hands in one of his and massaged her knuckles.

“You are doing so well. Carry on and get it all out.”

“I went to the collaring ceremony, although Grandma was not keen on my being there. It was so beautiful and so moving, and they obviously cared so much for each other. I am glad that she found that after having such a happy marriage with Granddad. I thought that I would like to explore a bit while they were away, and then if I did not like it they would not know. I do not want them to think I disapprove of what they are doing. I don’t know what Grandma will think now as I do like some of what I have seen. My parents are very vanilla and will not accept the lifestyle at all.”

“Well, you have a week before they come back, so what do you want to do about it?” He had hoped she would say what indeed she did say.

“I would love to explore more, but I have no idea if I am going to be welcome in the club anymore.”

“I am sure you will. They know that you had nothing to do with the e-mails or anything else. I can find out tomorrow if you’d like, and then if, as I assume, all is well I can take you to the club tomorrow. There is no reason to wait, and better to go at once than spend time worrying about it,” Eric said.

“I was with Master Rafael, but I don’t want to be anymore. Can I pick another Dom?”

“I could get time off the bar and give you some instruction if you’d like that?” Eric offered.

“Oh, yes, I really would.
You
never thought that I was sending e-mails like that and
you
believed me and sorted it all out. I can never thank you enough, Master Eric.”

Eric could think of many ways that she could show her gratitude, and at the thought his cock twitched in anticipation.

When she showed him to the door he turned and took her in his arms and kissed her gently. Her lips were warm and soft, and she moaned as he licked along the seams of her lips and nibbled on the bottom one.

“Open for me, kitten,” he said, and she did.

His tongue was insistent and demanding. He explored her mouth and sucked her tongue into his mouth, but he was definitely in charge of the kiss, and he continued to nibble and suck at her lips and tongue until he felt her legs shake. Her nipples, which were hard and pointed, pressed into his chest, and he knew they must be aching by now, and her cunt would be getting wetter by the minute. He cupped her pussy and squeezed gently then gradually harder until she moaned and writhed under his hand. Then he abruptly terminated the kiss, not wanting their first time together to be like this. She looked dazed and confused as he said, “I will ring you, and if you still want to go to the club, I will collect you and take you there. Be ready for 8:00 p.m.”