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let her go.

Finally, I turn my head so I can kiss her forehead. “Do you need to finish making dinner?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“When I let you go, you’ll finish dinner. Then you’ll go upstairs, brush your hair and teeth, put on your white ruffled stockings, white knickers and a white bra, and come back to me. You do not need permission to leave my presence for either of those two things, but for the rest of the night, you do. I’m not going to plug you tonight because I know your bottom is sore. What do you say? You may elaborate.”

She shivers against me, her hands tightening on the back of my neck. “Thank you, Daddy. Ta very much.”

“Yes, that’s my polite girl. If I catch your mind wandering, I’ll send you for Stanley and plug you right there, so keep your mind on me. I don’t care what Miranda or anyone else says or does. You’ll watch me, keep your mind on me, listen to me, and above all, serve me. Who do you belong to, little girl? You may elaborate.”

“You, Daddy. Every inch of me.”

“That’s right. I may direct you to serve our other guests, but not Miranda. If she says something to you, you ignore her. If she asks you for something, you ignore her. If she throws her bloody tonic water all over you, you ignore her. I’ll deal with her. I’m the only person you pay attention to tonight. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Any questions?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Good girl. You’re my angel, Emily. And your submission right now is keeping me sane.” I kiss her forehead. “I know you were embarrassed when I made you kneel in front of Lizbeth. I saw you hesitate, and I will correct you for that tomorrow after Miranda leaves, but I know we’ve been mostly vanilla in front of Lizbeth, so I’m not mad at you. But it’s always my choice how much of your submission to show to others, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice is tiny, barely more than a coo. My baby girl.

“Tonight, you won’t hesitate because you won’t be thinking about anything but me. Whatever I ask you to do, you will do it immediately. It doesn’t matter what it is, or who’s watching, or what they say. You’re mine. You belong to me. I’m all you see, hear, feel. Nothing matters to you but me tonight. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s my very good girl. I love you, sweetheart.”

She sighs happily but doesn’t break High Protocol to respond. My angel.

“Count backwards with me and I’m going to let you go.” I need the count to prepare; it’s hard to let my koala baby go right now. “Five.”

She echoes me and we count down to one. I give her a final kiss on the forehead, then let her slide off my lap onto the floor. She kneels until I stand, waiting for direction. I wave her to her feet and gesture towards the kitchen.

Grudging each step, I go back to the living room to deal with Miranda.

* * *

Dinner’s ready, Emily’s adorably sexy in her white lingerie, and I’m playing the good host by not throttling Miranda, when the rest of our guests arrive. They come together, probably in Javier’s car. I greet them at the door, with Emily kneeling beside me, and Miranda tucked out of the way on the couch, nursing her tonic water.

Javier’s dressed as casually as I’ve ever seen him, in a short-sleeved shirt and linen pants. I guess he’s feeling the heat, too, or he remembers that my house doesn’t have central air. He has Maude, cool and elegant in a fuchsia, silk sheath-dress, on his elbow. There’s another linked couple behind them: Austin’s immediately recognizable because of his height and smooth, bald head. He towers over the woman he’s escorting. I recognize her after a second, despite the lack of stilettos and leather. In a soft, flowered sundress, no makeup, and flat gladiator sandals, Dana looks barely old enough to drink.

I give each of the Doms a handshake, hug Austin and permit him to hug Emily. I told Javier this was a High Protocol dinner, but I check briefly with Austin to make sure he’s okay with High Protocol and let him know his safe word will be honored no matter what. He confirms with a smile at Dana that makes me wonder what I’ve missed. He smiles at her like they’re a couple; I didn’t know they’d even done a scene together.

I raise an eyebrow at Javier, who gives me a knowing wink.

Since Dana hasn’t been to the house before, I give her a tour. When we return from a quick circle of the upstairs rooms, Emily and Austin are waiting for us in the hallway on their knees. Dana has Austin strip down to a G-string. She takes a ball gag out of her bag and straps him into it, before kissing him on the forehead and instructing him to remove her sandals, which he lines up next to Maude’s heels and Javier’s loafers, since I observe the middle-class tradition of no shoes in the house, much to Miranda’s well-bred horror.

With our submissives following on their hands and knees, Dana and I proceed into the kitchen.

“Did I miss something between Sunday night and now?” I ask Dana.

“Austin and I did a scene last night. It was—” She pauses and gives me a feline grin. “Illuminating. When J invited me to dinner tonight, I decided to see if our chemistry went beyond a single scene. J said it would be okay if I brought a subbie tonight. I hope it is.”

“Of course,” I say. “You’re both welcome any time.”

I’m a little surprised that she’s jumped so quickly from Mally to another house sub. I hope Mally’s not crushed. But that’s really Dana and Mally’s business, not mine.

Although, if I give in to Javier’s manipulations, it might become my business. I glance back at the subs. I like Austin. I like Mally. I like

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