I glanced at Clarissa, hoping she would say something about limits. She didn’t. In fact, she didn’t acknowledge me at all.
Troy’s eyes darted over to the wall immediately. I could see a hint of fear there, but it wasn’t the kind that would have him running from the room.
“I want him naked by the time I get back,” I ordered, then opened the door and stepped outside.
As much as I wanted to stay and watch from the adjoining room, I opted to give them some time together. Perhaps Troy could get Clarissa to relax. If that was possible, we all might enjoy the evening.
“Master Ramsey?”
As I was heading toward the stairs, I looked up to see one of the in-house submissives walking toward me, the red studded collar around her neck signifying her duty for the night. “Yes, Erica?”
“There’s a bit of an issue down on the main floor.”
I started walking that way and Erica fell into step with me. “What’s the issue?”
“I think it’s being handled, but there was a submissive who safe-worded out. Master Xander asked that I inform you.”
This was the sort of thing I insisted on knowing about. Not because it was out of the norm for a submissive to use their safe word, but because I wanted to ensure everyone was all right. After all, it wasn’t the submissive affected when the safe word was called. I simply wanted to know what was happening. It was the main reason I was looking for a resident Dom who could step in while I was away.
As far as I was concerned, I was responsible for the people in my club. Both Doms and subs. Should an issue arise, I expected to be briefed on it immediately.
“Who was it?” I asked as we made our way down to the main floor.
“Jade.”
Jade Worth was one of those submissives who was eager to explore all her boundaries. I’d seen her many times, though I’d never played with her. She was the happy, sunny sort always quick to smile and extremely willing to do whatever was necessary to be a part of the club.
“What happened?” I asked Erica.
“I don’t know exactly.”
When we arrived on the main floor, I spotted Xander first, so I made my way over to him.
Before I could speak, he nodded toward the Dominants’ lounge area. Sure enough, there was Jade, wrapped in a blanket sitting on Christian’s lap. He held her close, cradling her head.
I turned back to Xander. “What happened?”
“It wasn’t anything dire,” Xander stated in that laid-back tone we all knew him for. “No one was hurt. She panicked.”
“Was Christian with her?”
“No.” He subtly nodded his head toward the bar. “He was. But as soon as she called her safe word, he backed off instantly. All went according to protocol, so there were no issues. But I think he’s a little shaken. Thought maybe you’d talk to him.”
I turned and stared at Xander. “What were they doing?”
“Suspension. He took his time, binding her tightly and thoroughly beforehand. And before you ask, yes, he did everything correctly. I was there the entire time, simply watching. I was enjoying the scene. He’s good at what he does, very thorough, very observant. I don’t think it was what Jade bargained for.”
“Got it. Let me talk to her for a minute.”
“Sure thing.” Xander stepped back out of the way.
When I approached, Jade turned her head. It was evident she’d been crying, her eyes red.
“I’m so sorry, Master Ramsey. I didn’t mean to cause a problem. I got scared.”
“She was hyperventilating,” Christian confirmed. “Took a few minutes to get her down.”
“It’s no problem. You have every right to use your safe word,” I assured Jade. “Are you all right? Any physical problems? Injuries? Trouble breathing? I don’t have a medic on staff, but I can call the EMTs to look you over.”
Jade shook her head and offered a watery smile. “No. I’m not physically hurt. Just … mental.”
I met Christian’s eyes and he nodded. “I’ll take care of her. You should talk to Andrew, though.” There was no accusation in his tone, which I took to mean Xander’s recollection of events had been spot on.
“I will.” Pushing to my feet, I patted the top of Jade’s head, then excused myself to speak with the brooding Dom.
Andrew Peebles was new to my club, but not to the scene. He’d been here for roughly six months, never had an incident, and I’d seen him play with plenty of submissives during that time.
“Hey, you all right?” I asked as I joined him at the bar.
“I’m good, thanks. Just took me by surprise.” Andrew glanced over, and I could see the concern in his eyes. “She okay? I tried to take care of her, but she wasn’t having it.”
“Yeah.” I peered over to see Christian still holding her, whispering something. “She’s good now. And she apologized. I think it surprised her as much as it did you.”