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“Again, this is my business, Pax. You don’t have the final word in what happens here. Diamond and I have a contract for tonight, and the only one with the option to dissolve the contract is her.”
At the mention of a contract, the intention of the nudge became clear. No such contract existed, and this was Jase’s final move. A Hail Mary Pass so to speak.
It was working. Pax eyed her questioningly and she confirmed it with a curt nod. In for a penny, in for a pound. At least she would know that she had tried everything in her power.
“Oh, my god.” Pax rubbed his temples and groaned. “You made her sign a contract saying you could spank her tonight?”
Jase shrugged. “I learned form the best. Got to tie up all those legal loopholes, man.”
Pax responded with a glare. “If you touch her, I’ll pull out of this partnership so fast your head will spin.”
Diamond’s eyes bugged at his threat and even Jase looked a little taken aback, but he kept on bluffing. “Well technically the contract just says she agrees to be spanked on stage. It doesn’t say I will spank her. I mean, you could.”
“No.”
“Well, I already announced it to the audience, man, and you know, they did buy tickets. They’ve been very patiently waiting while you threw your little hissy fit.”
“Sounds like a personal problem, you know since I only own forty-nine percent.”
“No problem, not really. See, Diamond is agreeing that she wants to be spanked, and I am ready and willing to spank her. The only person who seems to be taking issue is you. And you’ve basically sat here running your mouth, but when offered the option of doing it yourself, you declined. So—again—you need to pull your head out of your ass, my friend. I hope you get that figured out soon. If it gets shoved up there any farther it might have to be surgically removed. Now, if you’ll kindly get the fuck out of my way, I have a show to continue.”
Finishing his speech, Jase shoved Pax out of the way with a dismissive shove, and grabbed ahold of her hand, pulling her onto the stage.
Once there, Diamond regarded him with wide eyes. This was not how she had expected everything to go down. This was not what she bargained for. She did not in any way shape or form want Jase to actually spank her.
Jase knew that, but for whatever reason, he wasn’t quite willing to give up the charade just yet. She wasn’t sure if it was because he honestly thought Pax would come to his senses still, or if she had just become the pawn in a pissing contest.
“Don’t worry,” Jase whispered, as he slowly guided her to the chair in the center of the stage. “If he didn’t care, he’d be gone. He’d have burnt rubber on the pavement by now, but look.” Jason used his eyes to “point” backstage. He was right. Pax was leaning against the wall, just behind the curtain staring them down angrily.
“What if he doesn’t do anything? What if he just stares? And ends up angrier? What if he really pulls out of your business deal?”
Jase just shook his head. “He won’t. And if he does, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. I’ll explain later. Right now we have a show to put on. Do you trust me?”
Diamond nodded slowly. It was weird. She had been Jason’s employee for four years, and she hadn’t had any sort of relationship with him at all until after he fired her. Now, she realized with a start, she would actually call him a friend. And a damn good one at that.
He motioned for her to take the same position the other girls had. Bent over the sideways facing the chair, which would mean that Pax had a perfect view of her ass, hands on the high seat, bent at the waist, bottom pushed out.
Jase picked up the paddle and the microphone from the small table, and began to speak. Diamond was listening intently, hoping that whatever he said was enough to get her out of this mess.
“Sorry about that folks. So, here’s the deal. Diamond and I go way back. She was an employee of mine for four years, up until about a month ago. She had a really bad night, the worst actually, and she was very naughty.”
She couldn’t see Jason’s face, but the crowd was laughing, so she guessed he had wiggled his eyebrows or some such other silly thing.
“Anyway, I didn’t know the circumstances at the time, and I wasn’t willing to listen. So, big bad meanie boss that I am, I fired her without giving her a chance to explain herself. And here’s where the story gets interesting.”
The crowd was visibly, excited, leaning forward on the edge of their seats, which was great, but Diamond couldn’t see that anything Jase was saying was going to force Pax into acting. This was a bad idea.
“My business partner figured out what was going on, and decided she needed a second chance. He tried to reason with me, but I wasn’t hearing it. So, since he owns a club of his own across the street, he hired her there. On one condition, see his club is a well-known BDSM club, and when his employees are naughty, he spanks them—on stage no less!”
The crowd went wild with applause. Some of them hadn’t been sure how they felt about spanking when the night started, but they really seemed to be getting into it now.
“So Diamond gave her consent to be spanked onstage for the naughtiness that got her fired. I was there that night—and I have to tell you—it was nothing like the spankings you have seen here tonight. Those two had an instant connection, and sparks were flying all over the place. People were talking about it for weeks. And they fell in love; they couldn’t have not. Did I mention my buddy was a professional dom? No? Well, he is. So, Diamond here, I’m going to guess, besides being his spanked employee, was also his spanked girlfriend. But he broke her heart.”
The crowd sighed audibly and in unison, they were totally invested in Jason’s story by now. Diamond just hoped it had a happy ending.
“It really wasn’t his fault. Without going into details, there were more extenuating circumstances—damn pesky things anyway—and she was in danger. Now it wasn’t really his fault, but he had vowed to keep her safe, I guess. How does one take sole responsibility for another person’s safety, anyway? She could leave here tomorrow, hop on a plane and crash. Would it be my friend’s fault? No, but he’d find a way to bear the blame for it, in his own mind anyway. I’m getting off track here, sorry about that. So because my friend with his epic guilt complex, feels like he failed to keep her safe, he decided that he failed her and that she would be happier, and safer without him. But, she’s certainly not happier—and she’s up here on stage, about to get her ass beat—because she feels that is the only way to get rid of her own epic guilt over the way things ended. Pretty fucked up love story, isn’t it?”
The audience booed and hissed in agreement that it was indeed, fucked up.
