Page 7 of Whatever Lola Wants (Odyssey #2)

Lola laughed. “ No worries, sweetie. I’ll find something to occupy my time.”

“Ladies,” came a deep voice from behind them, and they both turned.

Michael smiled at them, looking every inch the Dom .

“Hello, Michael .”

“Lola. I trust you’ve had a chance to do some exploring?”

“Grant and Anna gave me the grand tour,” she told him. “ You have a fantastic place.”

“That’s what we like to hear.” He shifted his attention to Anna , his smile warming. “ And how are you this evening, Anna ?”

Anna smiled. “ Just fine, Sir . Thank you for asking.”

“And Grant ?”

“He’s good. He went to get his bag from the locker room.”

Michael’s smile turned subtly wicked. “ In that case, have a lovely time.”

Anna laughed, eyes sparkling with anticipation. “ Thanks .”

“Do you mind if I steal your friend away for a moment?” he asked, gesturing to Lola .

“Oh. Um …no. No , of course not.” Anna shot Lola a smile. “ I’ll just wait here for Grant .”

Lola nodded, her eyes on Michael . “ If he comes back before I do, let him know I’ll entertain myself while you two play.”

“Okay.”

Lola sent her a smile, then turned to Michael .

He’d taken a few steps away and was standing with a grey-haired man with warm brown skin dressed in leathers, the leash in his hand attached to the collar of a young white man kneeling at his feet.

Aside from the collar, the boy wore only a pair of black vinyl shorts, and his eyes were cast respectfully at the floor.

Lola kept her eyes on the man standing as she approached them. Michael turned. “ Lola , this is Richard .”

Lola took the proffered hand. “ How do you do?”

“Well, thank you.” Richard didn’t introduce the boy at his feet, and Lola didn’t ask.

“Richard and his boy Jamie have been interested in trying needle play for some time now.”

Lola turned to Richard . “ Is that right?”

He nodded. “ The boy likes the idea, and I’m open to it.”

“I was telling Richard about your experience in this area,” Michael went on. “ I suggested you might be able to do a short scene with Jamie , to introduce them to it.”

“I’m open to that,” she replied cautiously. She turned to Richard . “ We should discuss a few things.”

“Of course.”

“I’ll leave you to your negotiations. I had someone put a reserved sign on the medical room for you, just in case you decide to proceed.”

Doesn’t miss a trick, does he? Lola mused. “ Thank you, Michael .”

He inclined his head slightly in acknowledgement before walking away.

Lola turned back to Richard . “ How long have you and Jamie been together?”

“Just over three years now.”

A fairly long time, she mused. Long enough for the man to know his partner well. “ And what are you looking for out of a scene tonight?”

Richard’s eyes, as dark a brown as Anna’s , were steady and clear. “ Nothing heavy, just an introduction. Needles have been a fantasy for Jamie for a while.”

“And he’s unsure if the reality will live up to it.” She nodded, understanding. Sometimes the things that seem exciting in one’s head don’t translate well to reality. “ Is it all right if I speak with him directly?”

When Richard nodded his permission, Lola turned her attention to the kneeling man on the floor.

She took a moment to look him over. He had the lean build of a swimmer, with plenty of firm, defined muscle, but not so cut that there was no layer of padding between skin and muscle.

He was boyishly handsome, though he was at least in his late twenties.

Blond curls haloed his head, and his blue eyes were clear and steady on hers.

His expression was open and eager, his body language relaxed as he leaned into Richard’s leg. There was trust there, and affection.

Lovely.

“Jamie, would you like to do a needle scene tonight?”

He glanced up at Richard , got a nod of permission, then looked back at Lola . “ Yes , Ma’am .”

She smiled at the formal address. She didn’t require her bottoms to address her so formally, but it was obvious Richard and Jamie had a relationship that incorporated certain protocols. “ And you’ve never done needle play before?”

“No, Ma’am .”

“Have you done any form of blood play?”

He swallowed hard, and a hint of anxiety appeared in his gaze. “ No , Ma’am .”

Her smile turned just the tiniest bit wicked. “ Does blood bother you, Jamie ?”

“No, Ma’am . At least, it never has. But I’ve never dealt with it in a scene, so I guess I don’t really know.”

“Thank you for being honest,” she said and his face lit with pleasure at the praise.

She turned her attention back to Richard . “ Do I have your permission to stick some needles in your boy tonight?”

They both heard Jamie’s convulsive swallow. Lola kept the smile from her face with an effort and saw the amusement light Richard’s eyes. “ I think that would be delightful.”

She nodded, enjoying the curl of anticipation warming her belly. “ We should talk some more before we get started. First , is it all right if I send Jamie to take a shower?”

Richard raised an eyebrow at the request, but nodded and gave the leash he held a slight tug.

Jamie immediately rose to his feet, and Richard reached up to unlock his collar.

“ Go take a shower, boy, and when you’re done, meet us in the medical room.

” He glanced at Lola , and she nodded her agreement.

“Soap and water, and no lotion or oil after,” she said, directing her instructions to Richard .

He nodded. “ You heard her, boy. Ten minutes.”

“Yes, Daddy ,” Jamie whispered, head bowed, and headed to the locker room.

Lola turned to Richard . “ I need to get my kit. I’ll meet you upstairs?”

She waited for his nod of assent before striding towards the locker rooms. She spotted Grant coming out of the men’s side as she approached.

He frowned at her. “ Where’s Anna ?”

“Still at the bar,” Lola gestured. “ I have to get my kit.”

Grant grinned. “ Gonna play?”

“Gonna play,” she grinned back and all but danced her way into the locker room.

The medical room was perfect.

It was set up as an old-fashioned surgical suite, complete with an observation gallery that was already filing with spectators as word got out there was a needle scene happening, and could be arranged according to the user’s needs.

There were bright lights and beeping equipment to simulate a surgical setting, and a gynecological table complete with stirrups.

The cabinets held various kinds of kinky medical equipment, some of which would make this scene just a little easier.

Enlisting Richard’s assistance, she’d dragged one of the exam tables to the center of the room and locked its wheels to make sure it wouldn’t shift during the scene.

The table was equipped with hard points at various intervals along the sides and ends, and Velcro cuffs in several sizes were available.

She choose a pair that she thought would fit her needs, and slipped them into the hard points at the table’s mid-point.

She draped the exam table with a sheet of plastic, then a layer of disposable medical pads to absorb any bleeding. The area set, she pulled a stainless-steel prep tray over and began laying out her equipment.

As she worked, she continued her negotiations with Richard .

“He might have some slight marks from this. Is that going to be a problem?"

“Not as long as they’ll be hidden under regular clothes.”

“Is he on any medication?”

Richard shook his head as he watched her separate packages of needles. “ No . And he hasn’t had any alcohol tonight.”

She nodded. “ Good . No aspirin in the last day or so?”

He shook his head. “ He’s actually allergic to aspirin.”

“Any other allergies?”

“No.”

“Good.” She eyed the tray and decided she’d laid out plenty of needles for this scene. “ Tell me how he reacts to pain.”

“He tends to struggle at first, before he relaxes into it.”

She pulled out a small sharps container, the spray bottle of isopropyl alcohol, and several individually wrapped alcohol pads. “ Sub space?”

Richard shrugged. “ Sometimes it can take a while to get there, but it’s worth it.”

She let out a low chuckle at the satisfaction in his voice. “ I’ll bet.”

She tugged out a couple of pairs of nitrile gloves and added them to the setup. “ That will probably do it,” she decided, and clicked the larger case closed and set it behind the exam table.

She noted they only had a minute or two before Jamie was due to join them, so she turned to Richard . “ I’m not going to do much this time around. It’s his first time, and I want it to be a good experience. Are you going to play with him after this?”

Richard frowned. “ I’d planned to, yes.”

“Then I’ll definitely keep it light. Just be aware that even experienced bottoms can react intensely to needles. You’ll want to keep an eye out for anything popping up later. Any traumas or triggers I need to be aware of?”

“Shouldn’t be.”

Lola nodded. It was rare for someone to have no triggers, so she’d keep an eye out. “ So you know what to expect, I’m going to stick to his torso—his upper chest, specifically. I’m also going to keep things non sexual.”

The brief look of surprise that crossed his face was quickly followed by relief. “ I’d prefer it.”

“Does he have a favorite song? Something he knows all the words to?”

Richard grimaced. “ Anything from Wicked .”

She almost laughed at the look on his face. “ I can work with that. Is there any way we can play music in here?” She could get it on her phone, but it was locked in her locker, per club rules.

He gestured to a small screen on the wall. “ You can program music for the room on that panel,” he said, looking pained. “ You’re not going to play the whole soundtrack, are you?”

She laughed. “ No , I’ll pick a single song, and I’m only going to play it at the end. Not a fan of musicals?”

“He’s obsessed with the play, and now with the movie…” He shook his head. “ I hear it all the damn time.”

“You can take it out on him later,” she suggested, and nearly laughed again when he brightened. “ I’m going to program the screen, so when he comes in, go ahead and get him on the table. Face up.” She paused. “ How do you think he’ll do with restraints?”

Richard frowned, considering. “ He does fine under normal circumstances, but it might be a bit much for this first time.”

She really didn’t want to risk his hands interfering. “ Will he keep his hands out of the way if you tell him to?”

“Yes.”

She nodded at the absolute certainty in his voice. “ Good enough, then. Oh , you should dig out a pair of gloves.” She pointed to the cabinet that held various medical equipment. “ If you need to touch him to reassure him, I’d rather your hands be gloved. Just in case.”

She heard the doorknob turn with a creak and immediately strode over to the screen on the wall. She listened to Jamie’s soft voice responding to Richard’s more commanding one, heard the rustle of plastic as he got situated on the table.

She found the song she wanted fairly quickly and programmed it to play at the push of a button. Satisfied with the plan, she turned and strode to the table where her bottom waited.

“Hello, Jamie .” She smiled when she saw Richard had replaced the collar round his boy’s neck, and eyed his frame laid out on the table. His feet rested comfortably on the end, and there was plenty of room on either side of his narrow torso. Perfect . She could be—literally—on top.

“Did you follow instructions in the shower?” she asked.

“Yes, Ma’am .”

She suppressed a satisfied chuckle at the lovely quaver in his voice. His body was slightly tense, but though she read anxiety clearly in his face, there was no fear.

She ran a finger down his torso, checking for herself that he’d applied no oil or lotion after the shower. “ Very good. A couple of questions before we begin, Jamie . Are you allergic to anything?”

He nodded, his eyes locked onto her face. “ Aspirin , Ma’am .”

“Nothing else?” she asked and waited until he shook his head. “ Good . I’m going to concentrate our play tonight on your upper torso. Is that acceptable to you?”

“Yes, Ma’am .”

“What’s your safe word?”

“Red, Ma’am .” He swallowed heavily, the leather collar flexing with the movement. “ I use yellow if I need a break.”

“Excellent. Use either if you need them, all right?”

“Yes, Ma’am .”

“Good. Since we don’t know each other, your Daddy is going to stay with us during the scene.”

Jamie’s eyes sought out his Dom , relief and gratitude flooding his expression when he saw how close Richard was. “ Thank you, Ma’am . Thank you, Daddy ,” he whispered.

“Normally I’d restrain you, but your Daddy feels that might be too much for you.

So instead, you’ll hold on to these straps,” she told him, and tucked a Velcro strap into his hand while Richard did the same on the other side.

“ You will not let go.” Her voice hardened to drive the point home.

“ If you interfere with what I’m doing, you might get hurt.

Or I might get hurt. And that will make me very unhappy. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am .” His hands gripped the straps so tightly his knuckles turned white. “ I understand.”

“This is going to be a fairly short scene, Jamie . I don’t want to push you too hard your first time.” She couldn’t suppress a wicked smile at the slight disappointment she read on his face. “ But don’t think that means you’re getting off easy.”

She glanced at Richard across the table and tilted her head, directing him without words to stand at the end of the table above Jamie’s head. The younger man would be able to see him in case he needed reassurance, and Richard would be able to clearly see what she was doing.

She reached for her gloves, snapping them on with a loud crack, and Jamie jumped at the sound.

Oh, hell yes . She drew a deep breath, savoring the jolt of adrenaline. “ Let’s begin.”