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When the brunette trainee walked past, Gabi stopped her "I know dungeon old-trimmed vests, but what’s with the arold bands et to warn you about therinned "Those identify the Shadowlands Masters"

"And that’s different froht for a second "Okay, you kno so like maybe a one-scoop ice cream, and others have a lot more--maybe two scoops of domination?"

Gabi nodded

"Well, with the Masters, think supersized hot fudge sundae" Sally giggled "And that’s only the domination part Add in beaucoup experience and control and all that They’re voted Master status by the members, and it’s sure not a popularity contest"

"Oh Got it"

"Masters are the best to play with, but…" Sally wrinkled her nose "Although the regular doms can boss us a little, they have to ask Marcus for per else But the Masters are supposed to help with the trainees, so they can pull you into a scene or use you for a demonstration And if you’re bratty and Marcus isn’t around, they’ll punish you themselves"

"Now you tell me" Gabi scowled "That Hispanic one with all the ht, he came down on me like a load of bricks--put ht I’d insulted them to whack me with a paddle"

"Ouch I wondered how you ended up there Master Raoul’s usually htier thanto a dom’s wave for service

Gabi slowly headed for the bar So that’s why the regular do about her behavior Looks like she’d need to concentrate on upsetting the Masters Oh doesn’t that just sound like fun?

As she neared the bar, she spotted Master Marcus God, he was gorgeous…and dangerous Despite his deceptively lazy stance, power seeaze landed on Gabi, electricity sizzled like a cut power cord, throwing sparks everywhere

Next to Marcus stood a rough-looking old band on his arm Scars on the man’s face and hands created white lines over his dark red-brown skin As his unwavering, black eyes watched her approach, Gabi seriously considered detouring around both hient Rhodes at the end of the bar, re her of the stakes involved

Okay, Kiht for Marcus and the other guy She forced a cocky grin and greeted Marcus "Hey, hot stuff"

His s the way his voice h friend "Hey, buddy, how’s it hanging?"

Marcus’s lips pressed into a straight line

A flash of a into darkness "Your new trainee, Marcus?"

"I’m afraid so Gabrielle, this is Master Nolan" Marcus tilted his head at her quizzically "How long did it take before you could sit comfortably after last Saturday?"

Thole days She took an involuntary step back, thenan elbow on the bar top, she said breezily, "Oh, not that long"

Master Marcus’s intent gazeon her hands

She felt her hand rubbing the scar on her cheek Oops After tucking her hair behind an ear, she plastered on a nonchalant grin

Marcus saw his puzzlement duplicated in Nolan’s eyes Gabrielle wasn’t as confident as she tried to sound Hishad tensed every muscle in that pretty little body and paled her face Now her fingers traced the long scar on her cheek, which he’d learned meant she’d juet punished?

Some submissives craved pain, but she wasn’t one of them Some wanted attention, and he still wasn’t convinced she didn’t…but she seeenuinelyto people was to behave like brats, but Gabrielle was a naturally friendly person She had an infectious laugh, chatted easily, and charle dom in the place had requested to do a scene with her