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to her.
    Still, never one to let the lack of a seat thwart his intentions, Jeff set off to chat up the girl of his dreams.
    Half an hour later, and Jeff still hadn’t managed to exchange more than a brief introduction with the new girl. Her name was Francine, and she was just curious, apparently, but the way she kept sending flirty glances in the direction of every other woman there had warned Jeff he was barking up the wrong tree. Maddy had confirmed it in a hushed conversation over by the bar.
    “She’s a lesbian. Always has been, always will be. No point thinking you can convert her.”
    “I wasn’t thinking that.” Jeff attempted to sound outraged, but Maddy just raised her eyebrows.
    “Come on, every straight man thinks that, don’t they? Just like gay guys have fantasies about converting straight men. It’s human nature. The boost to your sexual prowess in turning someone’s sexuality would be off the scale.”
    “What about you?” Jeff countered. “If it’s human nature, does that mean you fantasise about turning gay blokes straight? What about that friend of yours, Eddie?” He realised he’d made a mistake in mentioning Eddie when Maddy broke out in a sly smile.
    “Oh, you still thinking about him, are you? You really should take him up on his offer. He’s a good bloke, and there’s nothing he doesn’t know about bondage, pain and humiliation.”
    “You didn’t answer my question.”
    Maddy took a sip of her drink and appeared to be thinking about it. “I did fancy him when I first met him, so I suppose I might have daydreamed about it then. But you know, what would be the point in me turning another submissive straight? Or bi, or whatever. Sub energy isn’t what turns me on. I’ve got enough of that myself. I need the yang to my yin. And likewise, I wouldn’t have what Eddie needs.” Her smile turned mischievous. “Whereas you have it, in spades. I’m not surprised he’s interested in training you.”
    “Couldn’t you train me instead?”
    Maddy shook her head. “Not going to happen. Letting someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing experiment on my body? Uh-uh. You’ll just have to find someone yourself. Maybe another dominant would do a better job.” Maddy’s eyes widened as she looked over his shoulder. “Speaking of which, hi, Sandi.”
    “Well, if it isn’t my favourite switch-in-denial,” Sandi purred, sidling right up to Jeff and pinching his bum. “I’m still planning to get you into my dungeon one day. You’d look great all tied up in red rope.”
    “I’ll leave you in Sandi’s capable hands, then,” Maddy said, smiling wickedly.
    Bitch!
    Jeff turned to face his tormentor, who was now attempting to sneak another pinch in.
    He swatted her hand away. “Oi, hands off.”
    “Oh come on, sweetheart. You’d make a lovely little slut. You just don’t know it yet, but once you’ve felt my heels digging into your balls you’ll know you made the right decision.”
    The balls in question attempted to climb back up inside Jeff at the very suggestion. “Is that really what you do?” he asked, curious despite himself. “Blokes want that kind of thing?”
    “Absolutely.”
    Jeff’s insides did something peculiar. Was that the kind of thing Eddie would be into? No, of course not. There couldn’t be many male Doms who’d wear high heels. But maybe they crushed balls in other ways. He could google it when he got home…or not.
    He shouldn’t have let himself be distracted, because now he’d been trapped in the corner by Sandi, who towered over him in her ridiculously high stiletto boots. He was trying very hard to keep eye contact and not let his gaze slip down to her tempting cleavage. Wouldn’t want to give her the wrong idea.
    “You really should let me tie you up sometime, sweetie. I know you don’t think you’re a sub, but trust me, I can always tell when a man wants me to dominate his arse.”
    “Piss off, Sandi. Why don’t you go and chat up that