XVI
About 10:30 the next morning Vincent shook me awake. Jewel was gone. "Hurry, we're running late."
After my morning routine, I was in position at the horse. Shortly after lunch a large red faced white man burst into the room. I did not notice Pete, who had followed the man in and who was trying to signal me.
"Sir, would you like a free blow job?"
"What the fuck?" the man grunted. He walked over to me, grabbed me by the collar, and pulled me into Mistress' office.
"What the fuck is this?" He demanded again.
Mistress looked unsurprised. "That's my slave. Let go of her, she's scared silly."
He let go and I fell to my knees. She was right, I was frightened.
"What the fuck she doing naked out there on her hands and knees?"
"Giving free blow jobs. What's wrong, didn't she ask you?"
"You know what I mean; if any of the brass sees her you're fucked."
"The brass all use the back stairs, and she's not propositioning, she's giving it away."
"That's a technicality, and you know it." I could almost see the light bulb go on in his head. "Whadda mean she's your slave?"
"We meet the other day, she fell in love with me, and she begged to become my slave so . . ."
He looked at me, and I nodded my head. "Jesus Christ on a stick, a slave." He pointed at Mi-stress, "You are fucking crazy."
Mistress shrugged and opened the center drawer of her desk. She withdrew a fat envelope. "Here, Sergeant."
"You need to get your head examined. She better not be there the next time I come back."
"Yes, Sergeant. By the way, do you want a blow job?"
"You're not crazy, you and your fucking 'slave' are fucking insane." Mistress laughed as he stomped from the office.
"That, my dear, was Sergeant Peter O'Malley of the New York City Police Department. That's who our doormen are named after. Believe it or not, he's really a good man. He's the only flat foot that all of the other bulls trust enough to handle the weekly payoff. Are you recovered from last night's little incident?"
"Yes, Mistress, I'm fine. Thank you for asking, Mistress."
"I'm sorry about that. Susie was always a little crazy, but I never expected her to explode like that. She won't bother you again."
"Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress."
"Now get back to work."
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." I crawled back out to the horse.