Prologue
"Vivian, dear. I really enjoyed our time together, unfortunately I am not fit for a full time slave and master relationship. You must understand that I'm only a sexual dominant, I really can't handle 24/7."
I heard him. And I didn't understand. I am a good sub, I did everything he told me too.
"B-but Master," I said in a breathy voice. My throat was clogged by my want and need to cry. "Why?"
"Vivi, I like you and you know that. But I can't take care of myself that well and you being under my care is going to be hard for me. You'll find someone better than me; I promise." He said in a smile. Like one of those smiles I get from him when I do good. I kept my head low then nodded slowly. I felt his hands pat my head in a loving manner, but when I stared up he was already walking away.
He doesn't want me.
No one ever wanted me enough to collar me.
No one.
"Another one, Master Liam?" Liam Sebring heard one of the Dommes ask, he recognized the voice as Mistress Lissana.
"Unfortunately, yes." He replied with gritted teeth. Years of owning the club, he'd never seen something so gruesome. He knew a handful of people whose into hardcore pain but cut wide open? Christ. Even her Dom will be scarred for life. Sweet little Cara, pale skin bathed in blood. She was not new to the scene, but Liam knew she was in it for submission, not masochism.
"What is it this time?" The Domme asked once again.
"Knife play gone wrong. But this time, the Dom claims he didn't plan for a knife play. Blanked out and woke up with his sub laid out on the bed spread eagle and looks like a frog being dissected."
"Oh my," Even Lissana cringed and she hands out hardcore pain, occasionally. "Pity, little Cara just got her collar three days ago."
"Not to worry, Logan saved her in time. She'll be okay but I'm worried about the future of their relationship. Logan was devastated when Cara wouldn't let him touch her." Something was wrong and he damn well knew it, just that even he doesn't believe it. Ghosts. The sub said her master looked possessed. He shook his head. Ridiculous.
"It'll be worth the try." Lissana urged, she claims to know Psychic Investigators—Investigators, not Ghost Busters, she had said.
"Fine." He clipped. He couldn't let it happen again. Four of the club's subs had been damaged. Not all were as serious as Cara's but he won't take the chance of the things escalating further.
"I'll make the call now." Lissana muttered. "I wonder what time it is in Japan, Madoka will be thrilled to take her gang back here in England."
Hi, this is a new story. It'll involve some stuff about BDSM and such, it means that there'll be chapters that'll be rated and be separated. I plan to make another, shall we say 'story' which will contain all the rated scenes. Because, I think this story won't revolve around the 'sex' part so it'd be a waste if it'll all go rated M :) I hope you understand.
P.S. Read and Review please. I need to know about what you think.
P.P.S. Of course this is Mai x Naru, this is set a year after Gene's funeral.
Hearts and flowers,
ProvocativelyTactile