Slave is such a good naughty girl.
NataliaThree Months LaterMy wedding day has finally arrived. I'm giddy but not nervous. Daniel is my forever, no question about that. My heart is full to bursting. I'm getting ready in the master bedroom. Honey, Quinn, my mom and Daniel's mom are all in here with me. We are all in various stages of getting dressed. Honey has done my hair. It's flowing down my back in big waves with some put up on top, out of my face and a small clip of flowers is attached to the back of my head. Quinn did my makeup, but I didn't want it thick or cakey, just light and fresh. I didn't want a veil, that was a little too old-fashioned for me. Plus, I want Daniel to get a good look at me as I walked down the aisle. I've never looked so lovely, I think to myself, looking in the mirror.I did want a few traditional things. Something old, something borrowed and something blue, something new, I think the saying goes. Anyway, between the four of us, we've got that covered. I do have something old. A beautiful
DanielThe club's grand opening was tonight, and Natalia and I were going to be the star attraction on the new stage upstairs. The Club looks a lot different then it did before. If nothing else, the fire allowed us to redecorate. The theme was still dark and edgy. Low lighting everywhere. Sin loved the dark. We upgraded some equipment, and we added an upstairs VIP room as well and that's where we were doing our show. The club crowd would view us from below, but a few would be sitting on couches and chairs in front of us. Though they were going to pay through the nose for the privilege, I chuckled to myself. It was going to be hella hot.Brandt and Honey were doing their first public scene tonight too. They were getting married soon, and I don't think Brandt was as keen on showing off his wife as I was. Well, let me rephrase that. I didn't want everyone to see what was mine either, really, but it made my dick hard as rocks that no one would have her but me. I would show her off here, at
NataliaDaniel stepped outside the curtain while Ethan finished typing me up. He had given specifications to Ethan, but he seemed to get jealous that Ethan's hands were all over me. I was turned on. Who knew that rope could be so erotic? It was scratchy and soft at the same time. I was completely naked this time around. Ethan had tied my arms behind my back and spread my legs wide using the rope to secure them in a fixed position. I took my mind somewhere else because this was just a job for him. It shouldn't mean more to me than that either.As Ethan secured the netting to my torso, his fingers slid over my breasts. I made sure not to look him in the eyes while he did it. That would be too much, mostly because my nipples were hard little points. Besides, even though I was horny as fuck, it wasn't him that I wanted. Though he was very handsome. I kept my thoughts about fucking another man out of my mind. I don't think that was ever going to happen. Not witht he wa Daniel was reacting.
Chapter Warning - Please be aware that this is not important to the story line. You can skip this bonus and the ones after it. It is not a romantic scene and depicts couple sharing.DanielWe got back home yesterday from our four-day honeymoon in the Bahamas. We stayed at a beautiful resort there, eating rich food and playing around the pool and sunning ourselves on the beach. Natalia wore this little black bikini and teased me with her glorious breasts and tight as8s. I liked showing her off like that because she was mine. No one else could have her unless I said so.I'd been thinking about our conversation we had a few months ago, about her being with another man. I wanted that for her, at least once, before we started having children. Once I bred her, I wouldn't let another man touch her until we had at least four rugrats running around our house. Our home that Nat had carefully decorated and made into a space I loved going home to. When the club reopened she would be working by my
Chapter Warning a continuation of the previous bonus chapterNataliaI didn't know what he had planned for the day. I just sat in my cage and waited. It was always fun when he took me out. He always did chores around the house while I waited for him, some little surprise just for me, so it made it all the sweeter when I was released to see what he had done. After whatever se8x marathon he planned beforehand, that is.When he and Neil came upstairs earlier, I was shocked to say the least. Neither man said a word. They just hung Naomi from the ceiling and left us there. I stared at her and she stared at me."What do you think is going to happen?" I asked her. Wondering how uncomfortable she must be right now. At least I was sitting down. Her position looked much more uncomfortable than mine."There's no telling with those two," she answered. That was true. Daniel could keep a surprise under wraps and I suspect Neil was even more so. He seemed so mysterious, but whatever was happening now
I realized, belatedly, that I fuc8ked up the epilogue of book two. Brand and Honey were first, not Daniel and Natalia. So I might have to fix it later, but for now, I have an alternate ending for Brandt and Honey's scene. It's super hot. Enjoy.BrandtOur grand opening was tonight. I smiled in satisfaction. Our new VIP section was open and the Club was packed. Honey and I were waiting for our time to be on stage. Daniel and Natalia left the dressing room to go back upstairs. Honey needed to get out of her own head, so she could enjoy the scene we were going to do on stage for the VIP's. We were on in thirty minutes, but she was shaking like a leaf. She was shy and sweet, my sub. I wanted to show her off a little. But mostly I just wanted her to see what it was all about. We hadn't done anything like this before, she wasn't an exhibitionist. That was okay with me, but this was supposed to be a bit of fun.I looked over at my remarkable woman. Mine. I could see it in her eyes. She was go
EthanI finished tying the knots to secure Natalia. Daniel had walked out of the room a little while ago. It made things easier when the Dom wasn't around. They were usually jealous types that didn't like to see their subs or slaves with another's hands on them. I understood it. I was the same sort of man. That being said, Daniel did stay for most of the work. It was only once I started typing the net around her breasts that he started having a problem. This particular job had been rather complex and had taken a long time.The knots I made were intricate and elegant. This wasn't what I taught in my beginner's classes for sure. This should only be done by an expert such as myself. My fingers are nimble and quick with zero hesitation. I listened to the sound of the hemp sliding against itself and no other sounds except maybe an occasional gasp from Nat.I found the silence comfortable. Natalia was patient, as most submissives were. Awaiting their masters' pleasure. I took pride in my wor
QuinnI sought him out. It had taken all of my courage to do so. Last time I was here he had a sub, Mary. I knew of her but didn't know her well. I was taking a chance that he was done with her, but a man like him wouldn't be without a woman for long. If he was unattached, I hoped I could convince him to help me. If not, maybe he could recommend someone that would. I couldn't ask Brandt or Daniel for help. It would be awkward to ask Brandt anyway, but I definitely couldn't ask Daniel. My sister would find out and flip her lid. I don't have anyone here that I would consider a friend either, not really. I had isolated myself while I was with Michael. Or rather he had isolated me, but I didn't want to think about that right now. My therapist got enough information out of me weekly.I have talked and talked and talked. For months now. I needed some action. My therapist was okay with me being in the lifestyle. I just had to make healthy choices about the people I surrounded myself with. And
AnalieseWhen I woke, I was sore everywhere, it seemed. I flipped on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. When I went to the bathroom, I stood over the toilet, not even trying to sit down. That was only ten licks. He had promised twenty, and I had a feeling he would deliver the rest. I had requested the riding crop next, and I wasn't looking forward to it at the moment.Then I thought about all the things he did as a whole, and I was ready to go find him. He'd denied me orgasms so far. I was hoping for a final result with fireworks at the end. My throat was sore, my as8s was sore. If he fu8cked me that hard again, my pus8sy would be sore - I did feel a slight twinge - but it was nothing compared to the other pain. It wasn't even noon yet.I wasn't complaining, however. I had gotten so wet, so hot and bothered while he spanked me that my pu8sy was quivering by the time he slid inside me. I would have orgas8med in just a few more strokes. I didn't want Oscar to know that I was enjo
OscarI wasn't really mad anymore, but she didn't need to know that. I would never touch her in anger. That was a big no-no for a Dom. She'd chosen the wooden paddle and I would need her on her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. The wood was thick and long, kinda like me (hehe), so I wanted to make sure that I got her butt cheeks. The fattiest areas were best for this device. I didn't want to mistakenly hit her back, which I wouldn't, but I wanted to be safe. This was her first punishment and her first real spanking. Twenty licks was a lot too, but I couldn't go easy on her. She put herself in danger by leaving and going to his house, even if he wasn't there.Nope. Stop thinking about it. I didn't want to risk getting angry again. I was interested in what she and Mindy had to say to one another, but that could wait. I would scold her while she received her punishment. She needed a good dressing down. I worried about her the whole time she was gone. I got enough shi8t going on not to
MindyThere was a knock at the door. It was only eight in the morning. I didn't usually have visitors knock so early, so it was curious. I was an early riser, a thing that drove Dylan crazy. He hated getting up early and usually worked a second or third shift so he could sleep in. He never came home last night, which was also curious. I wondered if this had something to do with that.An ominous feeling fell over me. It sucked because I was on a serious high after my night with the guys. It had been wonderful, and it made me examine why I had put up with Dylan for all these years. Kent and J.J. were seriously good lovers without the bent of cruelty that Dylan had. It was a revelation really. I didn't feel used or abused or taken for granted this morning. I'd felt delighted.I looked out the peephole with a bit of shock. Analiese. She was a bit older, but exactly how I remember her from high school. I was going to get some bad news, I just knew it. I opened the door to face my fate."He
OscarAna made some valid points. She wanted to be informed about things going on in her own life. I get that. Not many people like to be left in the dark, especially when it pertains to their own lives. I had my reasons for not giving her the plan, mostly because I didn't want her inside freaking out about what was going on outside. I didn't have time to get her out of here, not when I thought Dylan might be out there watching.I didn't want to wait until dinner. I lied a bit when I said I was calling Moe. I needed to ask Bill to look around the house and see if he finds any indication that someone had been looking in the windows at her old house. I don't think this is the first time Dylan has done something like this. I need information to move forward.It was one of the days that Bill decided to work from home. He went outside immediately when I explained the situation. He remembered Dylan from the high school days and knew that something had happened to break them up. I had explai
AnalieseThere is a war going on inside me. First, I want to be strong. I am strong. I've gotten through to the other side of what could have been a tragedy in my life. The second part, I needed help to get there. Oscar was there for me every step of the way. I no longer sit around moping, thinking why me? I moved forward towards the goal of being myself again. So then, I'm strong again. A continuous and seemingly endless circle.Where would I be if he hadn't called me that first night in the car after our rescue? I shudder to think that I would be lying around my house, depressed and alone. With no hope. What is worse than living without hope? Nothing. Those without hope struggle to live, to move on and recover. They often use violence against themselves. They become addicts to escape. They may even contemplate death. I cringe. I'd never been down that road in my mind before and shied away from its implications.Oscar didn't talk about it with me last night, but I know Dylan was afte
MindyDylan left after he showered. I didn't expect him home anytime soon. When he says he'll be late, it's always true. I'm surprised that he actually left me alone. He's never had me entertain the guys without him supervising and directing the action. He's definitely the dominant personality of their trio. I was wondering how Kent and J.J. would act without Dylan here while I made dinner for one. I knew Dylan would get something to eat while he was out. It was his M.O.Because I knew him so well, I also knew he stepped out on me occasionally. I used to let it bother me, but once I realized he was never going to marry me, I let my heart grow cold for him. Now we are basically nothing more than friends with benefits. Roommates who fu8cked. He would call me his submissive. And while I was submissive to him, I didn't really like that title. I liked to say we were fuc8k buddies. Anyway, I'd taken up messing around with other men too. So I guess you could say we are even.I don't flaunt my
Dylan (POV by request)Warning: Degradation and Humiliation Kink That May Be Disturbing for Some Readers.As soon as Mindy came home from work, I pulled her inside and threw her over the back of the couch. I shoved her dress up and pulled her thong aside. My di8ck had been hard all day from seeing Analiese. She was so pretty and innocent looking. I'd been so close to fu8cking her back in high school. I put in all the work, then she found out about me and Mindy. To top it off, Oscar got involved, and it was game over for me with Ana. I've been pretty resentful ever since.Mindy had only been a toy to pass time with back then. I needed to fu8ck and Mindy liked to spread her legs. Next thing I knew, we had moved in together. She was no innocent. Not like Ana. I know I would have been her first, if I had just been more discreet. Fuc8ing Mindy behind the bleachers was a colossal mistake. It had been Mindy's idea. She loves public se8x even to this day. But Mindy was a who8re. She had fuc8ke
OscarI watched her fine ass walk away from me and I sighed. Now was not the time to get hard. I used my imagination anyway. Ana would go to the bedroom and get naked. Her beautiful body would be bare in a few moments, and I was stuck out here with this douche8bag. I looked down at him when he moaned. He'd be awake soon. My neighbors didn't seem to notice the fight, but they will notice the cops milling around soon. I hear the sirens stop wailing as they pull along the street outside the gate.I told Ana the story I would tell the cops. She was smart enough to follow my lead. The story was mostly true, I just happened to be outside waiting for the sick fu8ck instead of inside with Ana. Dylan's fingerprints were on the window and screen if the cops bothered to check. I knew they would haul him away tonight. I just hope it was enough to keep him in jail a little while. Trespassing by itself probably wasn't going to do it. I hope they got him for breaking and entering, even though he nev
AnalieseCoco hears something. I look up from my phone when I see her ears co8ck to the side. I'm sitting on the couch playing a game on my phone, trying to distract myself from the fact that Oscar isn't home yet. I'm not scared or anything. I've talked with my mom and Kylie. I figured it was a good time to do those things while Oscar was out.Kylie seems to be doing well. She told me that Brody was out as well, so I told her that they guys were most likely together, planning something against Dylan. We discussed what we thought they might do. Knowing they had killed before and recently, probably crossed both of our minds, but we didn't discuss that. It wouldn't be wise, obviously, and it was too fresh. And I hated that all those good men, including my own father, were in on something like that. I had not even talked to Oscar about it. I would one day, but sometime in the future. I didn't want the details just yet. It was enough to know that those thugs would never hurt anyone else ag