I look at Josh with wide-eyed astonishment and he bursts out laughing.
The masked intruder lowers her sword and shifts her weight, her body language conveying total annoyance.
“From Justin to Kelly,” I say. “Who the heck is this poor woman, Josh?”
Josh wipes his eyes and motions to the masked figure. “Kat, this is Kaitlyn—she owns this place. Kaitlyn’s one of the top Dommes in Los Angeles.”
“Thetop,” Kaitlyn corrects. “If I do say so myself.”
“Sorry.Thetop. You can take off your mask, Kaitlyn. Oh my God. This is so fucking hilarious.”
Kaitlyn removes her mask to reveal a very attractive woman, with brown hair and dark, piercing eyes, in her early forties or so.
“Hi,” Kaitlyn says to me calmly. “I’m here to steal you away and make you my sex slave.”
I giggle. “Nice to meet you, Kaitlyn.” I jut my chin at my wrist restraint. “Sorry I can’t wave hello. So you’re here to fight to the death for me, huh?”
Josh is still laughing. “Oh my God, this is so ridiculous. I’m sorry, Kaitlyn, I should have listened to you.”
Kaitlyn rolls her eyes.
“I’m so sorry, babe. I didn’t think it would be this lame. I thought it would be fun and silly, but notlame.”
“It’s adorable. I love it. You thought of everything.”
“I was originally thinking about hiring a stuntman and choreographing a whole big thing with pyrotechnics, but the logistics just seemed crazy. There would have been, like, twenty people involved, and I didn’t think you’d like that.”
“Good call,” I say, laughing. “Embarrassing myself in front of Kaitlyn here is plenty.”
Kaitlyn shrugs. “Don’t be embarrassed. My whole life is about helping people fulfill their fantasies. This is a first, I admit, but, hey.”
“Thank you,” I say. “So what do you say we press fast-forward on the sword fight? Pretend you two have already fought and Kaitlyn lost?”
Kaitlyn nods and looks to Josh for confirmation.
“Hell no,” Josh says. He reaches down next to the bed and pulls out a plastic sword to match Kaitlyn’s. “We gotta have a sword fight, babe—I don’t care if it’s ridiculous, it’s in your script. We gotta follow the script.”
Kaitlyn and I exchange a look.
“Okay,” she says. She begrudgingly holds up her sword. “I’m here to steal her away and make her my sex-slave.”
I giggle. This is utterly ridiculous. A travesty. I absolutely love it.
Josh leaps up from the bed, on the attack. “En guarde!” he shouts.
For a few minutes, Josh and Kaitlyn whack each other’s swords like pre-schoolers on a playground while Josh shouts lines fromPrincess Bride, until, finally, Kaitlyn falls into a chair with a sword shoved into her armpit and dies.
“Let this be a lesson to any man who tries toabscondwith what’s mine,” Josh says, standing over Kaitlyn’s body. “Fuck you, all of you. She’s mine.”
A ripple of pleasure zings through my body. It’s ridiculous, yes—but it’s freaking hot, too. The boy has put a lot of effort and thought into making my silly fantasy come to life. I can’t help but swoon.
Kaitlyn opens her eyes. “So... Is that it, then?”
“Yeah. That’ll do it.” Josh helps her up. “Thanks again for everything, Kaitlyn. You’re a trooper. Now be gone!” He laughs.
Kaitlyn shakes her head. “Have fun, you two. Now that I’ve seen you in action, I totally get it. You’re total goofballs.” She smiles for the first time since she stepped foot in the room and turns toward the door. “Be sure to turn out the lights and lock up when you go.”
“Will do,” Josh says. “Thanks again.”
