It is a small group. There is only one unattached Domme there. There is only one single, non-dominant male there, a newbie, maybe not submissive, maybe a fetishist, maybe maybe…
It is inevitable, really, that they would be eyeing each other up…
“Anyone want a drink?” she gets up, looking around the table.
“I’ll come with you…” He pops out of his seat. She smiles at him.
“Me too”, pipes up someone else. She glances at his face, a hint of disappointment.
They talk a little while waiting to order, idle chit chat… work, travel, weather… nothing of consequence.
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