Page 8 of Caged
“I have to go now.” She glanced at me over her shoulder, her expression unreadable.
“Thank you for the free pass and for the session. I...it was good. Really good. I enjoyed it.”
Her words were completely at odds with the expression on her face. I wished desperately that I knew what I was missing right now.
“Goodbye Mistress Skye.”
I watched as she walked out of the club, feeling completely confused about what had happened. I was still staring at the door when Marlena, one of the other dominants, sat down next to me.
“Hey Skye. Were you playing with Janie tonight?” Marlena asked.
“Yes.”
Marlena gestured for a bottle of water. “How did it go?”
I didn’t know Marlena too well, but she seemed nice. She was a pleasure domme who was well liked here at the club. I’d heard that she held some kind of philanthropic role for the giving arm of a local software company.
“We had a good scene,” I said carefully. “But I think I maybe pushed her too hard. She practically ran away from me and tried to get out of aftercare.”
“Did you injure her?” she asked sharply. “Is she hurt?”
I reared back. “No, no, nothing like that. I...I kissed her.”
Marlena relaxed. “Oh, okay. Do you like her?”
“It’s more than like,” I said honestly. “But I don’t think she’s interested in me.”
“She’s likely not going to be interested in anyone right now,” Marlena told me. “She just got out of a bad relationship.”
I turned to face her, eager to learn more about the woman who had captivated me. “How do you know that?”
“She’s best friends with my girlfriend, Sarah. She was dating this guy for years who was a total asshole, and they just broke up a few weeks ago. In fact, she’s staying at Sarah’s old apartment now since Janie was living with the guy and didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
“Guy? I thought she was queer?”
She’d certainly kissed me like someone who was attracted to women, and I’d seen her staring at my ass that night we did the bondage demonstration.
“Sarah thinks she’s bisexual, but we don’t know for sure. I doubt Janie does either. She’s definitely bi curious if nothing else.”
Marlena paused. “It will likely be a long time before she’s ready to date again though, after all she’s been through.”
I lowered my head to the bar, then wrapped my arms around my head for good measure, pressing my face against the smooth wood. The pressure grounded me, slowing my racing heart.
“Uh, you okay there, Skye?”
“I have no idea.”
Janie
I lay completely still in Sarah’s old bed, reliving every single minute of my time with Skye tonight. I’d never kissed a woman before and never had a woman touch my pussy. After tonight I had to admit I was somewhere on the bisexual spectrum for sure.
In retrospect, I’d been attracted to women for a long time, but had never admitted it to myself before. That didn’t make it any less true.
I wasn’t upset about it or anything, just surprised. I’d never remotely considered the idea that I wasn’t one hundred percent heterosexual before. Even when Sarah teased me about checking out women in the club, I thought it was just that – a joke. Now that I knew the truth, it was making me reconsider everything I knew about myself and wonder why I’d been so clueless up until now.
My phone buzzed. I grabbed it off the nightstand, seeing that I had a text from Sarah.
Sarah:Hey, how was your scene tonight?
