Finding Master Right (Masters Unleashed 1)

Janine laughed. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, girl.” After typing in a few keywords, a list of video clips appeared. “Hmm. Most porn is hit or miss, so we’ll just have to wade our way through to find the good stuff.”

She clicked on the first video. A woman wearing a corset, a thong, and leather boots strolled casually around her sub—a naked girl on all fours on the floor. So stereotypical. Did all Dommes dress like that? She couldn’t imagine Banner wearing leather pants and a mask, yet that was how they were most often represented, whether male or female.

“Look at you,” the Domme spat. “Pathetic slut. Whore.” She accentuated each insult with a slap on the sub’s ass. “You don’t even deserve to lick my boots.”

Kate cringed. A lot of subs liked humiliation, but she wasn’t one of them. If Banner ever called her a pathetic slut whore, she’d probably cry.

Janine paused the video, then looked back at her. “Doing anything for you?”

She shook her head, eyes wide.

“Okay. Slave porn, take two.” She clicked on the

next video.

Another sub on all fours, a man this time, wearing clothing, at least. A slender woman in a pencil skirt and blouse walked up to him and paused. Just when Kate thought she’d take out a ruler to spank him, she sat down on him. Right on his back! Then she crossed her legs primly as she stroked his ass.

“Have you been a good little slave?” she purred.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Did you take the garbage out?”

“Yes, Mistress.” His voice was strained.

“And you did the dishes?”

He hesitated, and she reached down and grabbed his balls. He howled.

“I said, did you do the dishes, slave?”

“No, Mistress,” he panted. “I . . . I ran out of time.”

The woman released his junk and rubbed her hands on her thighs. “Do you think you deserve punishment for that, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She stood, then motioned to him. “Up. Get into punishment position while I get the dragon tail.”

His face contorted as he knelt on the floor. It was clear he had no love for the dragon tail. Kate couldn’t blame him. It sounded wicked.

“Those sting like a son of a bitch,” Janine whispered.

“You have one?”

“No, but I’ve heard they’re awful. Chris prefers the cane for punishment. Though that can be pretty bad too.”

“Does he punish you for not doing chores?”

Janine whirled on her. “What? Are you crazy? No way! I’m no June Cleaver.”

Kate let out a breath of relief.

“I get punished for being bratty or disrespectful.” She motioned to the messy living room. “Take a look around. I’d be beaten black-and-blue if I was punished for not doing housework.” She laughed. “But I know some slaves who have that dynamic. They like it though.” After a pause, she stared at the laundry basket on the floor. “Maybe my house would be cleaner if we tried it. God knows my mother would be pleased.”

Kate nudged her. “Turn this off. I don’t like this one.”

“Okay. This one looks better.” She switched the video to a girl, completely naked, getting spanked over a slightly older man’s knee.