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Chapter 4“Lisette.”The way he said her name gave her goose bumps.  He took such care with it; like it was a fine jewel he had just found and was afraid of losing.“Yes sir,” she responded obediently without thought.“Do you know who I am?”“Yes sir.  You are Master Edward,” she answered, lowering her eyes from his now in a submissive move.“Thank you for not saying something earlier.”“Master Jonathan told us never to acknowledge club members outside the club.”“Very good.  I will let Master Jonathan know how well you did today.”He smiled when he saw her flush with pride at the compliment.  “Thank you sir,” she replied shyly.“Why are you here at my gym Lisette?”“Joan is my roommate and she didn’t want to come alone so she made me tag along.”“She made you?”“Yes,” she hesitated slightly before answering.“Did she point a gun to your head?”“No sir.”“How did she make you then?”“She played on my – love for her,” she finally said after a few seconds to think about what had happened in the parking lot.  “She begged.”“You respond well to begging?”“Yes,” again she answered after a moment’s hesitation.  What was he getting at?  He had to have a reason for this line of questioning.  A Master didn’t do anything without a good reason.“Do you let her talk to you like that as well?”“What do you mean?” she asked confused by the turn around in his inquiries.“You let her call you ‘cow?’  Does she call you other names as well?”“She doesn’t mean anything by it,” Lisette tried to defended her roommate finally looking up at Edward warily.  “She’s just showing off in front of you.”“By putting you down?” he asked arching an eyebrow in reprimand.“I – I – don’t, I mean … Joan and I have been friends for the last three years.  She’s my biggest supporter.”“Supporter of what?”Lisette began to squirm under this long and direct interrogation.  But she had to obey him as a Master where she worked.  She couldn’t risk her job just because she felt uncomfortable.  Well it was a little bit more than uncomfortable.  Anger started to spark in her about his delving into her personal life when she couldn’t return the favor as a club employee.“She let’s me tag along with her to parties and events she has been invited to but I haven’t been.”“Why do you think she does that?” Edward pushed again.“Because she – likes me.  She’s my friend.”“But that’s not why she asked you to come here today was it?”“No!” Lisette snapped, reaching the end of the rope with his low, authoritative inquisition.“Why did she?” he kept at it.“Because she wanted to look – better!”Edward finally nodded his head and his posture relaxed.  Finally they had gotten to the truth.  “And standing next to you she feels better about herself,” he continued.  “Because you’re so – fat, her word not mine.”“Yes!” Lisette barked, her eyes narrowing with the anger his truth telling was causing in her.  “Yes!  She thinks she looks better when she’s standing next to me because I am so – fat and ugly.”“How are you ugly?” Edward asked confused.  “She only said you were fat.”“As you have already pointed out, my scar makes me – ugly.”“When did I point this out to you?”  Now he was getting angry at the wrong assumptions this woman was making about him.“At the club you can’t stand to even talk to me.  I see that you don’t have a problem with – bigger women, you love Ms. Darling and Ms. Ava, but ugly me you can’t even stand to be near.”“What makes you say that?” Edward asked honestly curious about what made her think that he couldn’t tolerate her presence.“Any time I am in the vicinity you make sure to stay as far from me as possible, sometimes even turning around and going in the opposite direction just so you don’t have to pass by me, look at me, see me.“I get it.  I’m ugly for a lot of reasons but foremost among them is my scar.  I’m not perfect.  I’m sorry that Jonathan thought I was good enough to be a server in the Club.  Did you ever consider he hired me because I am so ugly?  He didn’t want to replace another employee who ran off with a client?”“Don’t even think about leaving!” he said his voice low and authoritative.  Lisette had turned and was reaching for the door handle.  “Now that you’ve had your say I get to have mine.”“Are you so cruel that you would subject me to your low opinions of me?” she fought back twisting back around to face him.  “What do you want from me?  Tears?  Are you that much of a sadist?  I’m not into humiliation.  Just leave me be.  I’ll quit if you’ll just leave me alone.”It took Edward a few seconds to realize that she was crying given that her head was bowed down and her straight hair hid her face from him like a black waterfall.When she hugged herself he lost all control over himself and stepped up to her to put his arms around her.  She stood stiffly in his arms.“I’m not into humiliation,” he whispered.  “I would never do that to a woman.  A man maybe but never a woman.  You all get humiliated enough by the world.”As he ran his hands up and down her back, he felt her begin to relax and start to lean into him.  The weight of her soft body intoxicated him.  He loved being able to help hold her up, to be someone she trusted enough to lean against.“I think you’re beautiful Lisette,” he finally told her.  “Your scar just adds to your beauty because it tells me how strong you are to have survived the ordeal you went through.  I love strong women.  I find them very sexy.”“You do?  You think I’m – sexy?” she asked fearfully.“Incredibly.”“But I’m so – fat.”“No you aren’t.  You’re curvy and soft which is the type of women I love.”“You do?”“Yes.  Like Ms. Darling and Ms. Ava.”“Oh, right.”“Since you don’t want to work out, how about having dinner with me?”What the hell was he doing?  He needed to stay away from this sweet innocent girl!  He had to be at least ten years older than her.  She deserved someone better than him.“I would … like that,” she said softly, pulling back in order to glance up at him.  She stared at him with nervous expectation.  Did she think he would take back his offer?  When hell froze over!“What do you feel in the mood for?” he asked, letting go of her reluctantly in order to put away his laptop and restack the paperwork.  He saw her pull her hair back in front of her scarred side.“Uh – do you like Indian?” she asked.“I love Indian.  You got a favorite place in mind?” he asked shepherding her through his office door with a hand on the small of her back.  After he locked up, he took her hand and walked through the gym holding her hand.  Almost everyone in there did a double take or literally stopped working out to watch them walk out.Lisette noticed their stares but didn’t say anything trying to concentrate on the list of restaurants Edward was reciting where they could go to get good food.“Jace has a great restaurant with this wonderful Tikki Masala on his menu that is wonderful,” Edward suggested.“That sounds great.  Will they care that we are dressed for the gym and not to go out to eat –”“Lisette!”She stopped and waited for Joan to catch up with them.“Where are you going?” Joan asked jealously, looking at their entwined hands.  “I thought you were going to exercise with me.”“She changed her mind,” Edward answered for her.  “Back to what her original thought about the whole gym thing.”“I can’t believe you’re enabling her behavior,” Joan exclaimed angrily.  “She needs to lose weight and she can only do that by eating well and exercising.”“I think she’s perfect,” he purred looking down at Lisette and making her blush at the seductive sound of his voice.“You’re the gym owner!  I can’t believe you just said that.  Lisette, let’s get out of here.  Clearly the owner isn’t interested in helping people get healthy.”“No Joan,” Lisette said softly but determined.  “Edward and I are going out to eat.  I’ll be home after my shift.”“Fine leave me alone,” Joan pouted crossing her arms over her plastic breasts.  “I don’t need you to be my friend.”“Joan I’m still your friend,” Lisette said taking a step toward the other woman and reaching out for her.  Joan turned and walked away from the couple.“That wasn’t very friendly of her,” Edward commented coming up behind Lisette.She shook her head.  “She’s jealous I think,” Lisette said astounded by the thought.  “I think she was interested in you and now you’re going out with me.”She suddenly turned and looked at him. “Not that this is a date or anything,” she continued nervously.  “Don’t worry I don’t think of this as a date.”“You should,” Edward countered emphatically.  “It is a date.”“But why would you be on a date with me?” she asked confused.
“Come on let’s discuss this on our way to Jace’s.”

Chapter 3Edward hated the paperwork of running a small business.  He supposed it kept everyone safe but it was still irritating as hell to have to be in his office and not on the floor helping his clients with their form or spotting for them.  Instead he had to shuffle paper, which didn’t distract him enough to not think about her.She kept invading his thoughts.  It was like she had taken up residence in his brain.  And cock.  Every thought about her was either to protect her or possess her.  To keep her safe or to fuck her silly.Lisette Smith.Even her name was sexy.  Lisette.Just picturing her beneath him, all that gorgeous black hair splayed over his pillows, sinking into her hot wet pussy got him semi-hard.  Never had only the thought of fucking a woman given him an erection.  Usually they were much more involved fantasy with ropes and whips.  But only the thought of tasting Lisette’s sweet pussy was enough to bring him to half-mast.He didn’t understand his need for her.  Usually he needed to get to know a woman before he felt anything toward her even sexually.  Looks alone didn’t cut it for him.  Women with personalities or unusual quirks often attracted him.  He needed something more than the average.Lisette was an innocent mystery to him.  Perhaps that was why he felt such a strong pull towards her.  That unworldliness coupled with her obvious difficult past and paired with that banging body made her a temptation to him.  She was truly shaped like an hourglass.  Large tits and thick thighs with a nice rounded ass begged to be touched by him.  But it was that inexperience he sensed in her that made him keep her at arm’s length.  He couldn’t be responsible for corrupting her.The fact that she worked at a sex club didn’t take away from the fact that she didn’t belong there.  He knew she was a virgin.  Even though the sex and kink didn’t seem to faze her, he knew that she wouldn’t be able to handle him and his proclivities.  It would be too much for her pure imagination.  She would end up not respecting him and that would break his heart.She didn’t need a submissive man but a Dominant alpha to take the reins and show her the ropes.  And whips and spreader bars of the life.  He could do that with a man but he had never been able to dominate a woman.  It was beyond his abilities.  Dominating a woman took a precise touch.  Their bodies were so very different from a man’s.  Their thresholds for pain and pleasure were different from a man’s.  Afraid that he would be hurting her too much he was loathed to do that to her since she seemed like she had gone through a lot of shit in her past already.  He didn’t want to become another nightmare for her.Jace would eventually notice her and bring her into his harem of subs.  Jonathan wouldn’t because he was her boss.  Simon couldn’t because he was a submissive.  Peter seemed to have left the lifestyle since he hadn’t been seen in quite awhile by anyone.  Anyone else in the club wasn’t good enough for her.Even the thought of Jace being her Master didn’t sit entirely well with Edward.  He couldn’t help thinking that Lisette was his.  Despite knowing he could never be what she needed he still selfishly wanted to hold on to her for himself.  There would be no way he could watch the two of them interacting like he could do with all the rest of Jace’s subs.  Why he didn’t want to think too hard about.“So let me introduce you to the owner of Body Right, Edward,” he could hear his receptionist say to some possible clients right before knocking on his door.“Come in Patty,” he called out, standing up in order to greet the two women she brought into his office to meet him.He was stunned when he saw the woman of his thoughts standing in front of him.  He quickly recovered and held out his hand to her, smiling.  She didn’t seem to recognize him.  She smiled shyly and shook his hand with a surprisingly firm grip after Patty introduced her.“Hello Edward!” her companion a pretty, tall redhead said enthusiastically and hugged him before she could be introduced.  Immediately, he could feel how hard her breasts were against his chest.  At least her boobs would stay still while she did cardio, he thought uncharitably.He managed to disengage himself from Lisette’s friend despite her reluctance to let go of him.“My name’s Joan,” she finally told him stepping back from him right in front of Lisette, who made no move to come out from behind her friend.“Hello Joan,” Edward said politely.  “Lisette.”He saw her wave a hand at him from behind Joan but still didn’t step out to the side so that he could see her.  He wondered why she seemed to be hiding from him.  Whenever club members met in public the rule was that they were to not act as if they knew each other through the club.  If that was the only way they knew each other, they were to refrain from saying so.  Employees especially were told not to acknowledge patrons from the club out in the “real” world.Perhaps Jonathan told them to ignore patrons, Edward thought not liking that he couldn’t see her because she was cowering behind her friend.“What brings you ladies to Body Right?” he asked courteously.“We want to get our bodies right!” Joan replied with a high giggle at her own quip.  “Well I’m pretty much almost right.  Need to lose a couple of pounds from the summer drinking.  But Lisette obviously needs to lose a bit more than a couple.”Before he could think about what he was saying, Edward let it slip, “I think your friend looks great.”Now Lisette poked her head out from behind her friend.  Her hair swung away from her face and he saw for the first time the scar that she tried so hard to keep hidden.  It was nasty looking.  It seemed to start at her hairline and traveled down her cheek to the corner of her mouth.When she saw his face tighten with anger, she quickly pulled back behind her friend moving her hair back in front of half of her face.  She misdirected his anger at her and not the bastard who had hurt her.“You don’t have to be polite,” Joan chided Edward.  “Lisette knows she’s fat and needs to lose about fifty pounds.”“I don’t think Lisette is fat,” Edward countered letting his irritation at the person who had harmed his woman be taken out on this annoying friend of hers.His woman, he thought incredulously.  What they hell was he doing?  He had no claim on her.  He didn’t want any claim on her.  She was too pure for him.  Best to quit trying to be her defender.“You’re kidding right?” Joan asked sarcastically.  “She’s a cow.”“Why don’t we go check out the weight room,” Patty quickly chimed in, knowing how much her boss hated when people made judgments about other people’s physical appearances.Edward barely kept his rage in check.  How dare this vain, plastic woman call his woman a cow?Again with your woman, he reproached himself.  She is not your woman.“Edward we won’t bother you anymore,” Patty said, herding Joan out of the office.
“Bye Edward,” Joan said happily as Patty grabbed her arm to take her out into the hallway.  “Hope to see more of you.” All he could muster was a grim smile.
“Come on Lisette,” Joan called for her friend who hadn’t moved from her spot even though the barrier Joan had provided was now gone.  Instead Lisette cocked her head and looked at Edward inquiringly.  Her hair lay against her scar.Before he could stop himself, Edward reached out and pushed the locks back off her face.  Lisette’s eyes widened but she didn’t move to stop him.  Instead she straightened her head and kept her gaze on his face, looking for any tell that what he saw disgusted him.She watched his eyes sweep over her face from her scar to her forehead to her nose and chin.  He looked over every inch of her countenance before coming to rest on her big brown eyes.“Lisette?” her friend called.“Joan, I’ll make sure she gets back to you,” Edward told the other women, not looking away from Lisette.  “Patty take Joan to the weight room.”“Of course, sir,” Patty reached in and closed the door of Edward’s office.
“But why would he want anything to do with –” he heard Joan begin but then Patty hurried her out of the hallway and into the gym.

Chapter 2“Come on,” Joan pleaded annoyingly.  “We’re already here.”“Joan I just don’t want –”“Yes but you need to,” Joan interrupted Lisette.  “You need to lose at least fifty pounds.  This is a good place to start.”“Don’t you think I’ve never tried the gym?” Lisette retorted heatedly.  “It didn’t help me with the weight.”“I can’t believe that.  It had to have helped some.”“Not where I’m the heaviest,” Lisette replied looking down at her large tits.“You didn’t work out long enough then,” Joan insisted.“Joan –”“Just come in with me today so I don’t have to face all those hard bodies by myself.”“Joan you are a hard body!”“This is a new gym to me.  I’m … nervous.  Please just give me this one time.”Lisette let out a huff of air in frustration.  She hated gyms.  They were monuments to what she could never have – a thin body.  Knowing that Joan was only using her to make herself look and feel better by appearing with a fatty irritated her.  She had better things to do than stand in as a “before picture.”“Come on Lisette,” Joan begged.“Ok, ok,” she capitulated.  “Let’s go inside.”
“Thank you!  Come on!”

cupiditynoun

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eager or excessive desire, especially to possess some thing; greed; avarice.

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