Once Nolan had taken over, Cullen did a quick walk through the room to check on his trainees. Earlier he'd seen Heather accompany Jake upstairs, but she'd returned with a pretty glow in her cheeks. If things continued like that, he'd lose another trainee. Still, he understood why Z liked matchmaking; seeing two people well-paired, one's needs and wants met by the other, felt oddly satisfying.
In the dungeon, Austin handed a drink to a Domme seated on the Queen's throne with a sub worshipping her gleaming red boots.
“Cullen.” A Dom in his thirties paused in wiping down a sling and nodded toward Austin. “May I have him again if he's willing?”
“His serving time is over, so it's up to him now. Be aware he can be so eager to please that he won't use his safe word appropriately.”
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