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They murmured, "No, Sir" and "We won’t, Master Marcus" He nodded and stepped back to let Olivia take his place

The hefty doh ht latex pants, and the , Marcus stepped into the main club roo from the chandeliers and wall sconces This early, no one played on the equipainst the walls; no ering scent of cleansers rance of leather

Within an hour, the Shadowlands would rumble to life Odd how much he’d come to love this club

He looked around and spotted Z Dressed in his usual black silk shirt and tailored slacks, the owner of the Shadowlands sat at the circular bar in the center of the roo to the bartender and his subrinned "Hey, buddy, I met your new trainee Great hair" The bartender’s voice echoed in the huge, silent roolance

Z frowned "I’d hoped you’d arrive earlier, Marcus I certainly didn’t intend to spring this on you"

"The trial ran late" And had been satisfying as hell By the tiument, the jury had been of oneboys hadn’t had a chance Guilty The sense of satisfaction in knowing he’d taken one hts hile "What’s going on?"

"I’m sorry about the lack of discussion, but I have another trainee for you" Z nodded toward the back "I told her to wait for you by the chain station"

Marcus stared at hiram And now a new one, just like that?

Z took a sip of his drink "I appreciate you taking Gabrielle on, Marcus She’s ratherto need a firust--before you give up on her"

Anger started a sullen glow in his gut Z hadn’t asked a favor; he’d given an order What kind of bullshit is this? From the set of Z’s jaw, there would be no discussion about refusing this trainee Marcus could either take on the sub the trainees, helping the them find a dom to match their needs And the volunteer position filled his need to give back to the coers on the bar and considered his options Perhaps he should es behind him As he’d slowly come to know the other Masters, he realized he’d never found a club that suited hiave Z a steady look and drew his line in the sand "You are the owner, sir, but they’re rateful if you could reain

Gray eyes level, Z tilted his head in acknowledgement and slid the trainee’s paperwork down the bar top

With a grin, the bartender set a drink on the bar "You know, Marcus, you say fuck you alh No one stayed riled up around Cullen very long He scanned the papers, giving Cullen the high points A short suo on the bulletin board for the other Shadowlands Masters since they all participated in sub training "Noto ad Bondage and sex are okayed" Fairly norive ed in the shelves below the bar top, then handed over a pair of gold-colored leather wrist cuffs and a box of colored ribbons

Marcus added the appropriate ribbons to the cuffs, the colors indicating what the trainee would perreen for sex No red ribbons for severe pain "Many of the choices have question marks The inforlanced at Z, hoping for an explanation

"I don’t know ave Cullen a faint sh booolden-haired sub tough enough to handle the giant doled his eyebrows "Sometimes it’s even worth the effort"

Andrea wrinkled her nose at her dom and said, "Thanks, Señor"