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Rewired – Ch 3
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And that was the problem, wasn’t it? Because Bette was a professional. This was her job. Tina was just another name in her schedule, another woman who needed to be taken apart and put back together before the clock ran out.
”I can’t do this,” Tina breathed.
”Can’t or won’t?” Alice asked.
”Does it matter?”
Shane sighed and reached for Tina’s phone on the coffee table. She unlocked it.. Tina’s password was embarrassingly easy. She pulled up the contact Alice had saved a week ago: Mistress BP.
”Here’s what you’re gonna do,” Shane said, holding the phone out. ”You’re gonna book another session. Not because you have to figure out your sexuality or because you owe anyone anything. But because you deserve to feel good. And because life’s too fucking short to walk away from something that makes you feel like that.”
Tina stared at the screen, heart hammering.
Alice shifted forward. ”And if it helps? She doesn’t take clients she’s not into. I did my research. She’s selective as hell. If she spent an hour holding you after, T? That wasn’t just professional courtesy.”
”You don’t know that.”
”No,” Shane agreed. ”But you could find out.”
The cursor blinked in the empty text field. Tina’s thumb hovered over the keyboard.
She thought about Bette’s hands. The way they’d mapped her body. The way she’d whispered, You’re doing so well for me when Tina had been shaking and incoherent and desperately trying not to safeword just so it wouldn’t end.
She thought about the way Bette had smiled when Tina had finally stopped crying and laughed, breathless and wrecked, and said, Holy shit.
She thought about spending the rest of her life wondering what it would feel like to go back.
Her thumb moved.
Hi. It’s Tina Kennard. I’d like to book another session. If you have availability.
She hit send before she could second-guess it.
The phone buzzed in her hand thirty seconds later.
Hello, Tina. I have availability this Friday at 8pm. Does that work for you?
Tina felt her chest tighten. Her fingers rose to her lips as she looked up at Shane and Alice, who watched her with matching expressions of smug satisfaction.
”Friday,” she said aloud, testing the word.
Shane grinned. ”Wear something she can rip off you.”
Alice cackled. ”Wear nothing. Save her the trouble.”
Tina scoffed. She took a deep breath and typed:
Friday works.
Her finger hovered over the send button. She exhaled, laughed at herself, and added:
Thank you, Mistress.
The reply came almost instantly.
Good girl. I’ll see you then.
Tina dropped the phone like it’d burned her, face flaming, her inner muscles clenching around the sudden, throbbing pulse between her legs.
”Oh my god,” Alice crowed, snatching up the phone. She read the message, then looked at Tina. ”She called you a good girl over text and you almost came.”
”Shut up.”
”You absolutely did. Look at you.”
”I hate you both.”
”No, you don’t,” Shane said, smirking. ”You love us. And you’re welcome.”
Tina buried her face in her hands again, but this time she was smiling.
Friday.
She had four days to figure out if she was brave enough to walk back through that door. Four days to decide if she was ready to stop pretending she didn’t want this.
Four days to admit that maybe, just maybe, she’d been waiting her whole life for someone like Bette Porter to show her who she really was.
And terrifying as it was, she couldn’t fucking wait.
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Well, that’s something else! How many times will Tina return? Curious to see whether Bette will loose her professional attire or whether the story ends with Tina meeting and falling in love with Helena ;-)
Please more, thanks for sharing