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"I knoesos went to hell shortly after that though Nora dumped your priest and then she just disappeared on us When she ca was different"

"She caht?" Michael knew a little of Nora’s story Father S had given him the basics He’d met Nora when she was fifteen and still just Eleanor Love at first sight Training at eighteen Consuether before she left him for reasons unknown Then she casley, who turned her into not just a domme, a feed for her services A lot

Griffin lowered his voice as though he was telling a ghost story around a campfire "When she was a sub, your priest kept her on a pretty short leash She only ever hite at the club And he only let her wear her hair down in private And almost no ave her express permission"

Michael tried and failed to picture Nora as Eleanor wearing all white, no eous wavy black hair pinned up and hidden away And not talking? Nora silent? So weird

"The first night she came to The 8th Circle as a doine the shock on everyone’s face when they realized this ssley’s arly"

"Why?" Michael asked, trying to picture the scene

"They only knew her as a sub to be tough Even the subhed at her"

"Poor Nora," Michael said "What did she do?"

A smile crossed Griffin’s face, a s down Michael’s spine

"You kno they say if a guy gets sent to prison and he doesn’t want to becouy in the place and beat the hell out of hiht" He’d seen movies with that plotline

"There was this masochist at The 8th Circle named Trent He was to masochists what Søren is to sadists His nickname was Unbreakable Your priest probably could have broken hiht up to him and asks him if he wants to play He said yes and then tried to spit in her face"

"Holy shit What happened?"

Griffin laughed, low and throaty, and Michael suddenly felt the need to excuse hirabbed a pillow and covered his lap with it

"Nora ducked That woot killer reflexes She caot really interesting She broke hi She sent that big masochistic motherfucker to the hospital After that, she owned The 8th Circle No one ever questioned her do What on earth was he getting into? He didn’t know, but he suddenly couldn’t wait to fall at Nora’s feet and do anything and everything she told hiave hi tanned legs and crossed theround she walked on after that We all did," Griffin said and Michael saw a shadow of so cross Griffin’s eyes "Except Søren, of course Those tere at war after that But only because he wanted her backat first and Michael saw all the fire and fun momentarily leave Griffin’s face

"No I can’t" The spark ca you is a real, live legend Cool, right?"

"Very cool," Michael said "Can’t wait for tonight"

"She won’t get you until sunset She’s all about atot a couple hours What do you want to do?"

Michael knew exactly what he wanted to do He moved to the middle of the bed and faced Griffin

"Tell aled hiendary exploits as a dominatrix He couldn’t believe some of her clients were so famous, so powerful It made him feel a little better that so many men the world looked up to were sexual submissives just like him Time passed so quickly in Griffin’s co as the sun sunk lower and lower in the sky He couldn’t recall ever having soOr thought he hated it With Griffin, however, things he never thought he’d like--answering personal questions, showing his art off, talking--he discovered he enjoyed Griffin was a good two or three inches taller than him, had at least forty pounds of pure muscle on him and was a dominant So why did Michael feel so safe around hiain," Griffin concluded, "they have to call the paddywagon and get police backup since it’s on her peret out of handcuffs so easily"

"That’s a Does Father S--" Michael started but a knock on the door interrupted his question He turned around and saw Griffin’s British butler standing in the doorway