Jonathan

I send Izzy to the bar with a final pat to her ass and head over to where Viktor and Anne are sitting in a cozy booth. The two dominants are laughing and drinking as they eagerly wave me to come join them.

"Christ, Jonathan!" Anne exclaims, ignoring me and watching Izzy. "You work fast."

"Really?" I chide, taking a seat across from her.

Anne is good, but there's no way she took one look at Izzy and knows everything.

"Hey I'm not complaining but damn!" She says, throwing up her hands. Izzy is fast at work, grabbing empties and slinging drink orders to the tables in her section. As usual the club is packed and both Becca and another woman are working equally fast as Jack and a blonde woman work the bar.

"So dramatic," I roll my eyes, elbowing Viktor who quickly laughs a deep baritone belly laugh.

"You two are like sister and brother, I swear," he barks out between laughs, earning glares from both of us.

"Laugh it up, but you didn't see that woman before she met Jonathan. Hell she looks better then when she first started coming here," Anne admits, tossing back the last of her martini. As if on cue Izzy appears with a fresh martini for her, scotch on the rocks for me and vodka for Viktor.

"Don't run off so fast," Viktor calls, stilling Izzy in her tracks.

"Bella, you remember Viktor from the other night hmm?" I prompt, bringing her into the conversation.

"Of course Sir," she immediately replies to me. "Hello again Sir." Izzy addresses him perfectly, keeping her eyes lowered and voice soft.

"Hello again," he grins, eyes raking over her.

"Off you go," I say, patting her ass to move her on.

"Try not to eye fuck my sub in front of me," I growl, locking eyes with him.

"What?!" Viktor replies, watching Izzy return to the bar. He tosses back a shot, unbothered by my annoyance and nods over at her. "She's very beautiful."

"She is," I admit. "But there's a hell of a lot more to her than her beauty."

"I can only imagine. Quite a change from your last sub," he says, thoughtfully rubbing his chin. Viktor never liked Loni, I don't think any of my friends were particularly keen on her.

"Speaking of her... She's been coming around the club again, has found herself a new Master by the looks of things," Anne says before taking a sip of her drink.

"Good on her, I have no interest in pursuing things with Loni again, we had a strictly dominant, submissive relationship," I reply with a shrug.

"Well she was apparently asking after you," Anne leads. "So I'm sure she's aware of your situation with Izabella."

"Ah," I groan, knowing what she's getting at. "I'm sure I don't need to say it, but I don't want her bothering Izzy."

"I doubt she would be that bold," Anne muses.

"The fuck she wouldn't," Viktor huffs, tossing back another shot. "The woman has no morals. You didn't see the fit she threw when you left and didn't take her with you, she was furious, she thought she had you hooked."

I only frown at his words, not doubting them for a moment. When we entered into our arrangement I was very clear and upfront about what I wanted and was willing to provide but also that there was an expiry date. I don't know if she thought she would change my mind to stay, or take her with me, but when it was time and I broke it off she was less than impressed.

Even without the expiry date, we weren't a good fit. Loni was more masochistic then I wanted to be and more into objectification and degradation, she needed a strict Master, not a firm Dom. But for a while it was ok, we both got what we needed out of it, though we lived apart and only saw each other a couple times a week. Another problem was how pushy she was. She wanted to progress our relationship, move in, become 24/7... Until Izzy I've never had a live in submissive, and that just kind of happened.

"Well, there were more than a few things she was mistaken about," I mumble, fidgeting with my glass. The last thing I want to do is talk and dwell on her, as far as I'm concerned, she's ancient history.

"What about Izabella?" Viktor asks, snapping my attention to him.

"What about her?" I practically growl, ticking my jaw. Friend or not, his interest in Izzy is dangerous territory.

"Anne was saying you weren't sure how long you will be in town for... If you leave again, will you take her with you?" Viktor leans back against the seat, watching me intently.

"Of course," I reply instantly with a shrug. "Izzy is different.."

"About time!" He says, breaking out into a giant grin.

"So this entire time you were just testing him?" Anne points out, arching a perfect brow. "And you say we act like siblings!"

"What?" Viktor says, throwing up his hands. "Jonathan has terrible taste in women... he either lets them slide by or grabs on to the wrong ones... the one before the last one... Loni? No, that was the last one, Amy? Yeah that one!"

"Let's not go over my choices, yours haven't been much better, or need I remind you of the incident?" I threaten with a dark grin. Viktor instantly sobers.

"What incident?" Natasha asks, joining us.

"You don't need any more ideas," he snaps.

"I don't know," I muse, slipping out to let her in. "There was some gold in it."

"You wouldn't dare," Viktor snaps.

"He might not but I totally would," Anne says with a grin, setting her chin on her laced fingers.

"What is this, blackmail?!" He asks, narrowing his gaze at her.

"Could be, now that you mention it..." Anne replies. "My silence will cost you demonstrations and scenes at the new club."

"Beat this one's naughty ass in public, hell I would have done that for free," he laughs, earning a pout.

"Speaking of which, and of course I would never pressure you guys into it, but I would love for you and Izzy to be able to participate too," Anne mentions, turning her attention to me.

I sigh, feeling torn. At this point there are far too many variables to know what I can and cannot do with Izzy. Anne knows that I won't fully expose her, she knows how I feel about my subs and nudity in front of others. But there is a lot that can be done without baring her for all to see.

The other equally if not more important aspect is how Izzy will feel about it. We didn't talk about public punishment when I paddled her ass the other night, but that was not on stage, with people watching her every move and whimper. I would never put her in a position that would make her uncomfortable, no matter how much I wanted to help Anne.

"No need to commit now," Anne adds, trying to wave off my apprehension. "I'm sure you'll want to talk it over with her and what not. Not to mention there's still time before the club opens..."

"Relax Anne," I laugh. "I'll talk to Izzy, she enjoyed the paddling, and she couldn't take her eyes off of the rope bunny, I'm sure we can come up with something by then."

"Speaking of upcoming events," Viktor says, changing the topic and turning his attention to me. "Did I ever tell you what the secret my brat was keeping from me?"

"I think we missed it," I muse as a giant grin slips on my lips. We watched very little of his scene with Natasha, instead I had Izzy bent against the wall taking my own punishment.

"Turns out she was planning a birthday party for me," he laughs.

Viktor's parties are always memorable and the thought of having Izzy at one is exciting indeed!