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Pleasure Mistress. This woman s vocation was obvious. She commanded a small group
of participants using her voice and a bright blue flogger.
What did she command the participants to do?
It was the next obvious question, but she felt odd describing the lurid events. It
was all very ceremonial. There were three men and two women kneeling before the
blue-haired Mistress. Each crawled forward and kissed the toe of her boot then turned
around and offered their ass for a swat from her flogger.
It s a fairly common show of respect. Did any of the participants say anything or
catch your attention?
No. The vision was focused on the Mistress, and my mind was filled with the most
bizarre emotions. But they weren t my emotions. It was as if I were intercepting
someone else s emotions, or& I don t know. It s hard to explain.
He leaned forward and caught her wrist, drawing her closer to him. Can you
describe the emotions?
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Madam
I didn t understand it at the time, but it was like what happened with you.
I m not sure what you mean.
I was feeling someone else react to the scene.
He thought about that for a moment and then said, You experienced the vision
from someone else s perspective?
I hadn t realized such a thing was possible, but I m pretty sure that s what was
happening. I felt anger, but there was no reason for what I was looking at to make me
angry.
What else did you feel?
I sensed a certain distance, as if the person were across a large room or even
viewing the scene from a remote location.
Like a security booth?
He was thinking of Paul Zettalli, which wasn t a bad guess. But Tamara wasn t
quite convinced. Anything is possible. But I also sensed frustration and pain.
Especially when the Mistress started interacting with the others. The person felt
responsible for what they were seeing, yet they were infuriated by their own guilt. And
above it all there was desire. They were repulsed by what she was doing, but they were
even more turned-on by watching her fuck other people.
So, who would be angry, frustrated, guilty and turned-on all at the same time?
A priest? She laughed at his horrified expression. I was just kidding.
No, I think you re on the right track. It sounds like this person desires Mistress
Blue Whip, yet their desire is inappropriate and they know it.
I filtered the personnel files by gender when I looked through them before. I
should look through the files again and see if I can spot Mistress Blue Whip.
Jericho nodded as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. If she s not
in the files, I ll see what I can find out from Zettalli.
She had started for the door, but she turned back around. I m going with you.
No you re not.
Aren is right. It makes more sense for me to go with you. I ve never been to the
Palace before. Their security scanners won t have me on file. All we need to do is alter
my appearance and
I m not taking the chance.
It s not your decision to make. She planted her fists on her hips and glared at him.
People see what they expect to see. Tamara Owens is a reserved professor with no
interest in the pleasure industry. You can deck me out like a sex slave or your mistress
or whatever makes the most sense.
All it would take is for one person to recognize you. You d be arrested. You re not
leaving this house.
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She wasn t happy with the conclusion, but he had a point. Once she was arrested,
they would be forced to play by the Enforcers rules. Jericho would be powerless and so
would she.
Rather than argue, she whirled on the ball of her foot and rushed down the
hallway, emerging in the living room. He strode past her and motioned her toward the
sofa. A central holo-projector allowed them to access the computer from anywhere in
the room. She sat beside him and waited for him to bring up the personnel files.
You re sulking, he said as he navigated through various screens.
I m allowed. This is much nicer than a detention center, but I m still a prisoner.
Her response made him chuckle, but concern warmed his gaze. I promised to
protect you and I take my responsibilities very seriously. He motioned toward the
waiting files. Female only this time.
She scrolled through several files, trying to picture each woman with a sleek blue
wig. Wait a second. Before I search for a needle in this haystack, is there a file for Misty
Blue? Jericho entered the parameter and a profile shuffled into view. That s her. But
Aren said Blue was Paul Zettalli s partner, not one of the Mistresses.
For all intents and purposes, Zettalli is head honcho at the Palace right now. He
would have his pick of all the Mistresses or Masters, whatever floats his boat. It s not
hard to imagine how a Pleasure Mistress would become his exclusive partner.
If the woman in my vision is Blue, then I have to go with you. It s worth the risk.
She pushed to her feet, too anxious to remain seated. Aren said he sensed a connection,
and my abilities confirmed it. What if the person I m sensing is the killer? I have to talk
to Blue, or better yet, see if I can scan her. She knows who this bastard is! You have to
let me try.
He stood and caught her upper arms. If Blue is involved, it makes the situation
even more dangerous. She could be in league with the killer.
She s not.
You don t know that, he snapped, his fingers tightening on her arms. Your
powers have been active for all of two days. Do you honestly feel qualified for a stealth
maneuver?
She s brand new too. Aren just found out what she is. Tamara twisted out of his
grasp but held her ground. There has to be a way. You have to let me try. I will not live
in fear for the rest of my life!
Rather than grab her again, he held out his hand. Where is this stubbornness
coming from? You ve been so reasonable up until now. He softened the criticism with
a charming smile.
She sighed and placed her hand in his. I ve been terrified up until now. You re
finally getting to see the real me.
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Madam
He laughed and pulled her into his arms. Thanks of the warning. He held her for
a moment, his hands slipping under the shirt to explore her naked back. How far are
you willing to take this? Are you prepared to sell any role I set for you?
Concern flickered through her eyes as she looked up and met his gaze. What do
you mean?
Masters love to show off their slaves. An obedient slave is a reflection on a skilled
Master. Are you willing to demonstrate your obedience in front of others?
What would I have to do?
Get naked.
I m not ashamed of my body. My Master assures me I have nothing to be
ashamed of.
Will you let me touch you, make you come while others watch?
As long as you re the only one touching me.
It s a host s right to sample a visiting slave. His gaze was shuttered, his tone
giving nothing away.
I will not let Paul Zettalli fuck me.
Fierce possessiveness flashed in his eyes before he was able to conceal it. It would
never come to that, but could you handle it if he insisted on touching or tasting you?
She shuddered and a knot formed in the pit of her stomach. Was this a test? Was
Jericho trying to scare her, make her change her mind? Summoning her mother s
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