‘She’s something special.’
‘Yeah. She is.’
Emma was in the corner and had taken the liberty of putting her hands on her head to complete the effect. Her beautiful bottom glowed out into the room like a beacon.
‘My lucky thirteen,’ said Allyson softly, shutting the door and putting down her glass. ‘You ain’t easily fazed, are you, sweetheart?’
‘No, ma’am.’
‘So tell me about yourself.’
‘Shall I stay in the corner?’
‘No, come out. Come and sit down. If you can.’
Emma’s roguish grin combined beautifully with the two spots of colour on her cheeks as she came out of the corner to sit on the opposite side of Allyson’s desk.
‘Not much to tell,’ she said. Allyson noted that she sat down without any trouble at all. She was an old hand at this, it seemed.
‘Go on, though. I’m interested.’
‘I’m just a pretty ordinary girl from Kilburn. Convent-educated. Not especially clever. Got into drama and theatre at school, made it into RADA, did well there, but the money was a problem. It’s just me and mum, see, and she works as a cleaner. I decided to take a more unconventional route. I’ve been doing burlesque and I’ve made a few spanking movies over the past year.’
‘Who with? I’ll have to check them out.’
‘Burning Blush.’
‘Ah, yeah, I’ve heard of them. So you want to be a star, do you?’
‘I don’t care about that. I care about acting.’
‘Right. And were you acting, just then?’
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Emma held Allyson’s eyes.
She knows I want her. She knows she could run rings round me. Careful here, girl. Allyson resisted the nervous desire to light a cigarette. She wanted her breath to be fresh for Emma, when they kissed.
‘No,’ said Emma. ‘I wasn’t acting out there.’
‘Right. Because, you know, I don’t know many girls who would’ve done that. Even the girls who work here. I don’t think many of them would’ve just gone over to that stage, took off their skirt and bent over in front of everyone, for a total stranger. That’s pretty special, Emma. Are you sure you hadn’t put yourself in role, inside your head?’
Emma shook her head. ‘I don’t think so. I do this kind of thing all the time. I’m kinky. I love it. I love an audience too.’
‘We must know people in common.’
‘D’you know Sofia von Keppel? Severe Sofia, they call her.’
‘The pro-domme? Yeah. We’re good mates. I can’t believe our paths haven’t crossed before, Emma.’
She shrugged.
‘London’s a big place. I’ve just split with Sofia, as it goes. Amicable. I’m looking for something more exclusive at this time in my life. Fed up with being one of a stable of submissives.’
Of all the spanking clubs in all the world …
‘Are you gay? Or bi?’