“Yes, M’Lady, right away.” The submissive quickly fixed the drink and
slid it across to Marina along with a bar napkin. “Anything else?”

“Where’s Susan?”

“I believe she’s in her office, M’Lady. Do you want.”

“I know my way,” Marina snarled, gripped her drink and turned on her
heel, heading for Susan’s office. She knew she was masking fear with
anger, trying to work herself into a tough enough state of mind to get
Susan to call the deal off. The door to her office was closed. She
knocked loudly.

“Come in.”

She opened the door and walked in. Susan was seated at her desk, a
languid expression on her face, lips parted, eyes blazing. Marina felt
her pelvis clench. Then her stomach flipped when she looked to the
floor and saw a recognizable pair of feet underneath the desk. Jenny!

“The deal’s off, Susan. Here’s your money back.” She walked quickly to the desk and slammed the check down in front of Susan.

A slow smiled curled the corners of Susan’s mouth. “Oh, I don’t think
so, Marina. I’m very happy with my purchase of the month.”

“I don’t need it! Francesca sold The Planet out from under me. I want
Jenny back!” Marina said loudly, anger in her voice. She had to keep
anger at the surface. She couldn’t let Susan see how weak she felt, how
helpless, how incompetent.

Susan smiled, petting Jenny’s head under the desk. Jenny was doing a fine job of pleasuring her at the moment.

“No.” Susan said with a laugh, pushing the check back to Marina. “Go
buy a house, a car, whatever you please. A deal is a deal.” Susan said,
leaning her head back and moaning as Jenny’s tongue flickered at her
*****, sending a wave of pleasure up her spine.

“NO!” Marina yelled. “Jenny! Come here. Now!”

Jenny ignored her, knowing her place and not willing to risk Susan’s anger, and continued pleasuring her mistress.

Susan pushed a button on the phone, instructing the guard to come get Marina, who slammed her fist down on the desk.

“I don’t need the money!” yelled Marina, the first guard grabbing
Marina around the waist, hoisting her over his shoulder and taking her
out of the room and the door closed. “Susan! Please!” Her cries were
muffled by the closed door, and Susan’s eyes smiled.