Cosmic Cabaret
Educated by the Master
by Cailin Briste
My
mind spun in all kinds of directions when I first heard that the SFR Shooting
Stars were looking for authors to participate in the Cosmic Cabaret anthology.
We were asked to bring our own universe into that of the L.S. Quantum.
Who
from my Sons of Tallav Universe needed a vacation? In the end, I chose Master
Trey, but his visit to the Blue Star line’s luxury starship isn’t a holiday.
He’s been sent on a mission. I’ll get to that in a moment.
The
Cosmic Cabaret is just one of the venues on the Quantum, which is the size of a
small moon. Lots of space for the thirteen authors in the anthology to add to
the world building already provided by the set creator, Jayne Fury. But all
stories intersect in some way at the Cosmic Cabaret. Our world building was
cross-pollinated through a discussion forum where we shared with one another
the details about the Quantum and other venues we were creating in our stories.
This was the best part of this anthology experience. I loved hearing what
others were doing and seeing how they brought their characters into the
setting.
The
anthology releases on October 10. You can preorder now.
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Cosmic Cabaret: Where
Hearts Collide in the Greatest Show in Space
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jewel heist, and encounter futuristic rock stars on the lam, cirque stars who
want the quiet life, and dancers who want fame. Join thirteen USA Today, Amazon
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on a journey to fall in love at the Cosmic Cabaret.
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Educated
by the Master by Cailin Briste
– My
contribution to the Cosmic Cabaret
Take one talkative
novice to kink. Combine with a master who prefers the silence of meditation.
Bake on high heat at the Cosmic Cabaret. Luscious.
Patsy O’Shaughnessy is
ready to leave the Quantum and Cosmic Cabaret behind for a new position at a
kinky venue on the planet Beta Tau. That she’s a novice to this type of club
doesn’t curb her enthusiasm. She needs this job. Trey Johannsen isn’t thrilled
to be pulled from his club on Beta Tau to offer her his expertise. Seriously?
Burlesque? Yet, the creative director they’ve foisted on him is an intriguing
ingénue that reignites a light within, clearing the cobwebs of his ennui.
They’re both going to have to learn some new tricks… and hands-on experience is
the best teacher.
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Excerpt:
When Patsy first meets Master Trey, she’s amazed. He’s as much of a Luddite as you can be in the distant future. But that’s not all she finds remarkable about Master Trey.
When Patsy first meets Master Trey, she’s amazed. He’s as much of a Luddite as you can be in the distant future. But that’s not all she finds remarkable about Master Trey.
A
quick glance over her shoulder assured her every inch of the giant with
piercing deep brown eyes was following her to the shuttle gate. Oh my
gosh, he’s checking out my ass. Her cheeks heated. Why oh why did she
have to have pale skin that showed even the slightest blush? Why couldn’t she
have been born with dark amber skin like the delectable man behind her? Pull
it together, girl. It’s a guy thing. Their eyes are naturally drawn to tits and
ass.
An
announcement stated boarding for their shuttle flight would commence in five
minutes. Inside the gate seating area, Patsy turned to face Trey. “We have a
few more minutes. Shall we sit, and ya can double-check that your bags have
been loaded.”
Trey
pulled a hand-comm from his pants pocket, held it to his ear, and made the call
to the automated baggage handling system. After assuring the comm was off, he
put it away.
“Ya
use a hand-comm? Ya don’t see many people that do. I’d probably lose one, so my
internal comm is a true blessin’. I don’t know how people lived in the past
without an EBC. All my data is there at the tip of my thoughts. I was told
everyone received nanite injections to build their internal server when they
were infants.”
“I’m
not a fan of tech. I like to keep things simple.”
Trey
Johansson was even more intriguing than she’d imagined. “So, ya don’t have an
EBC. Where do ya store information? How do ya know when someone is tryin’ to
contact ya? Goodness. How do ya exist without bein’ able to connect with
governmental systems? Bankin’ systems? Will there be a problem boardin’?” Why
hadn’t he or Mr. Meryon told her this?
“Stop.”
Trey narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. “Stop. Let me answer one question
at a time.” In the pause that followed, Trey raised an eyebrow.
Oh,
he wants me to acknowledge him. “Yes. Understood.”
A
flush of pleasure went through her when he smiled. “Good girl. I have an EBC.
Every child on Tallav receives one. I use it when necessary. My work-related
data is kept on servers like most of yours is. You access it through your EBC.
I use a vidscreen.” He patted his pocket. “My hand-comm signals me when I have
a message. It tracks callers, just like your internal comm. I don’t like
cluttering my mind. It destroys inner peace.”
He
dropped his chin and looked at her as though he were expecting her to say
something. But for a change she kept quiet. Her thoughts were bustling with
everything she had learned about this man. That good girl was
patronizing but so very BDSM master–like, especially coming from a hunk of
handsome with a voice like smooth dark chocolate. She’d liked it. File that
away for future reference on female reactions to Doms.
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