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Letting out Lady Patricia

... your title to someone you don’t know. Especially, one higher up the food chain then you.” She smiled and leaned back away from her. The drinks came and she picked them up and handed the wine to this now confused woman. “Let’s talk about how a sub masquerading as a domme should act someone above her.”

The woman’s mouth dropped open at her last sentence. She raised her hand to point at Lady Patricia, but it was stopped by more shock. Lady Patricia knew what her reaction would be. She was reaching into her bag and pulled out the red handcuffs. When her arm came up, Lady Patricia had one wrapped around her wrist. The additional shock let her bring her two wrists together. Click and the prey was captured.

Lady Patricia held the center chain on the cool cuffs as she turned to the bartender. “Which room is open,” she called.

“Lord Dominic said to leave room one open for you. It’s there for your needs. “

“Thank you for your help. Put the drinks on my tab.” She turned back to this submissive masquerading as a Domme. “I think we have a date in room one. Grab the drinks and let’s go teach you about a real Domme.” The woman reached for the drinks on the bar. The shock was still written all over her face.

Lady Patricia then attached a red leather leash to the woman’s cuffs and pulled her along. The crowd parted for them. Some watched in envy, others who knew Lady Patricia watched in dread for her.

The short walk to the check in area was past in a breeze. Only one guy ...

... tried to hit on her but was dissuaded when she held the lead and looked back at her prey. He quickly moved on.

“How can I help you,” the young lady at check said with a little too much attitude. She looked them up and down and saw the cuffs and leash. “All of our rooms are booked. You should have pre-booked them, sorry.”

“I’m here for room one,” Lady Patricia responded.

“Sorry, that room has been…”

“For Lady Patricia, which I am. So, stop wasting my time and let me in or I may just take you in there with this naughty girl.” Flicking her head back to the nervous woman behind her.

Doubling down, the young girl would not give in. “How do I know that you are Lady Patricia,” she questioned but some of her smugness was gone. At that point a mountain of a man walked over.

“Lady Patricia,” he said in his deep booming voice. “I heard you may be coming to see us tonight.”

“Sir Rex,” she said with a smile on face and in her words. She walked over to a bear hug. It could be called nothing less. Sir Rex was twice her size. Once he let her go, she said, "I was trying to go to the room that Dominic had setup for me, but this little tart seems to think she has some sort of power.”

His booming laughter was louder than the music. At this moment the young girl’s face realized just how bad she fucked up. “Lady, please head into room one. You remember how to get there, correct?”

“That I do, thank you,”

“I will deal with this one myself,” he said as he started to undo ...