Brandt I had gotten sidetracked on Friday, trying to make it up to Honey. I didn't finish telling her that Quinn had recovered. She would spend the next few days in the hospital being monitored. I spoke with the sister and explained everything. Well, maybe not in explicit detail, but I think she got the gist of things. Quinn's sister, Natalia, flew in from out of town yesterday, which is why I was able to go see Honey in the afternoon. I didn't stay to meet up with her after our in-depth telephone conversation. Our plan was to meet today at the club. She wanted to understand a little more about the BDSM lifestyle and see the club firsthand. She felt she would be able to help Quinn better if she understood where she was coming from. I thought that was a great idea, so I alloted some time with her. Then I was going to have Daniel take over. I had plans with Honey that I didn't want to break. The man at the door notified me when she arrived. I entered the lobby to find a stunning
Brandt I had plans. Then I remade those plans. Second guessed myself. Is there such a thing as third guessing one's self? Just because I'm a dominant doesn't mean I have all the answers. Especially not when it comes to Honey. She's not only new to BDSM, but to sex altogether. I totally wanted to rush into things with her. I wanted to feel her under me. I wanted between her legs in the worst way, but I couldn't. I wouldn't. I wanted Honey so badly but I made promises to her and myself. We both needed for her first time to be special. I was going to make popping her cherry one of the best memories of her life. I was a master at the build-up. Layering sexual tension with arousal, with desire. I'd had some practice, sure, except this time I was way too good at it. So good, I got caught up with it myself. I was so far gone over this girl that I was afraid of being alone with her. No, seriously. I was either going to embarrass myself by blowing my load like it was my first time or I'd ruin
UnknownI couldn't just watch anymore. I had to act. Brandt brought that girl to his house again and I knew it was serious. I decided to scare her off. If she felt threatened, she would choose not to see him any longer, right? I mean what had it been, a week or two? How emotionally invested could they be? Anyway, it makes no difference. I had to make Brandt notice me. I wouldn't be able to do that with her in the picture. It was broad daylight and I was dressed like I belonged in this neighborhood. I just had to make my way around to the unlocked window, which took some finesse. I had subtly moved a couple of the cameras a few days ago so that even if I was caught on film going in the house, they wouldn't be able to get a good look.I found some fresh roadkill earlier that I put in a heavy duty trash bag. I'm not usually such a creep, but I need to make a statement. Dead things make really impactful statements. I had gloves on my hands as I pushed open the window. I was strong and a
BrandtEverything was ruined. Dinner was ruined. Our date was ruined. Honey's confidence in me? Ruined. I ran to the kitchen to find the potatoes had boiled away all the water and were burring in the pan. I threw it into the sink and turned on the water. As I filled the pan with water and listened to the angry sizzle. Just like our weekend. I had turned the meatloaf off earlier but left it in the oven to keep warm, so now I took it out and placed it on the stove. I'd wrap it in tin foil and save it for sandwiches later in the week. I wandered back down the hall and listened to the conversations of the technicians processing the bathroom. I wasn't holding my breath that they would find much evidence. I'm sure the perpetrator wore gloves and unless the person left behind DNA like spit or a hair with the follicle still attached well... it just wasn't likely. If they were sophisticated enough to get around my security system, I'm not holding my breath for much evidence. I had not alarme
Chapter 26 - The DomHoneyWhen we got to the club, we went into the back entrance through a small parking garage only available to employees. Brandt explained that since everyone worked so late, he had this built as a safety feature. It wasn't Fort Knox but it was well lit and kept out riff raff. We entered through a door that led up a flight of stairs similar to when he showed me his apartment from the front side except in reverse. Instead of one of the first doors we came to, his apartment was one of the last. There were 4 other apartments on this floor that were all rented to security personnel and one unit belonged to Daniel.His apartment was exactly the same as I remembered. He set me up on the dining table with his laptop. He showed me how to navigate the surveillance software, then started me off on today's footage."I'm going downstairs to talk with my office manager. I asked her to come in today, since she usually only works Monday through Friday. She jumped at the chance t
Brandt"Aren't you a needy little Brat?" I asked her in a cajoling voice. I reached down into the waistband of her shorts and felt her pussy.. Her sopping wet pussy. "Fuck, Honey, if I were to fuck you right now, I would be able to slide in so fucking easily. All that wetness is for me and my cock, you know that, right?" I asked her. But I didn't really need an answer."So do it Master, slide your cock through my slick so I can cum on your dick." I was a little shocked by her dirty talk but I shouldn't have been surprised. Her interest in certain kinks should have told me to expect it."Honey, you have such a dirty mouth, I know, because I just came in it." I gave her a slightly evil grin. "What about making our first time special? I'm asking you and not my submissive. I promised to make your first time vanilla. I'm not feeling very vanilla right now.""I know, but I trust you. I am nervous because I know it's going to hurt. I think you know how to make it feel good after." She wheedle
BrandtI strolled through the doors like I owned the place, because I did. I settled on a sofa at the back, in the dark. A house sub came over to ask if I wanted a blow job. I was sorely tempted to say yes. These primitive feelings Honey invoked in me were knocking around in my chest and I just wanted to feel normal again. I didn't fuck the girls that worked here, but I didn't mind getting a blowy once in a while. I wanted to do a scene, spank or whip or chain up a sub. Burn off some of this energy so that I don't hurt Honey.I looked up at the window of my apartment. Yes, I have a clear view of the floor from up there. I haven't shown it to her yet. I want to and I will. Small steps. I just punched her v-card for gods sake. I took a deep breath and told the sub to meet me behind the curtain of a nearby unoccupied room. I grab a flogger off the wall on the way. I pulled the curtain for privacy and commanded her to bend over the bench made specifically for BDSM activities. I could stra
HoneyMy eyes grew tired as I watched the video footage. Every once in a while, Brandt would scribble notes about each person in each file he handled. At least that is what he said when I asked him. I finally told him I needed a break."I have something to show you." He said mysteriously, and for a moment, I thought we might actually leave the apartment. However, he took me to a room in his apartment that I had not been in yet. There wasn't much in the room except a cabinet that took up much of one wall and a large but comfortable-looking chair near some curtains hanging from the wall. The curtains didn't make much sense as it should have been a solid wall and not a window. I was curious, but not for long.Brant pulled the curtains open rather dramatically and then I saw why. I was able to see Club Voyeur from a whole new angle. I was in awe but then stepped back quickly."Can they see us?" I asked nervously. I wasn't comfortable being a voyeur, strange as that sounds, but I was also
AnalieseOscar was looking at me, waiting for an answer. No, I didn't want him working at the club. I know, without him telling me, that women throw themselves at him. I mean, God, look at the man. He was tall, gorgeous with rippling muscles. Yeah, he was going to get hit on. And yes, I trusted him. Totally and completely, but that didn't mean I wanted him to be surrounded all the time with pus8sy, as he calls it, that isn't mine."Yes, I'm jealous already, but I trust you. You waited for me for years and now that you have me, I plan to give you whatever you want, whenever you want. I think that may give you an incentive to be faithful, right?" I teased him. "Plus, I'm not the girl that is going to tell you to quit your job, a job you seem to like, over something like jealousy. If your interest in me ever starts to wane, I might get worried though.""I'm never going to get tired of you. You're my whole world, Analiese. And since you mentioned it, you did say, I could have you, wheneve
OscarWe watched Manuel for the better part of the day. Ariana came for Manuel at around five. She had texted me to let me know she was on the way, so Ana had all of his things packed back in his bag, including a now clean bottle. It was a very enjoyable day. I loved spending time with my nephew, and he was no trouble.Ariana grumbled a bit because Mama wanted her back again tomorrow. Ana offered to watch him again. I would be in bed for a good part of the day sleeping and wouldn't be able to help, but she was fine with that. So it was decided. I helped load the car and reminded her that we might need a play pen for him to nap in. Ariana said she would put it in the car tonight so she wouldn't forget as she would be bringing him earlier tomorrow.As I gave her a hug goodbye, she asked, "Did you see the note I left you?" I was confused."Note? Ana said she found a note with emergency numbers. She put it on the fridge.""No, not that one," she seemed uncomfortable.She reached into a si
AnalieseI could have squealed when Oscar told Ariana to bring Manuel over. That little boy has been in my thoughts a lot lately. He was such a happy baby. I was super excited, and I gave some thought to what we would do while we had him, which would be a few hours at the least. I got out the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed the living room floor. Then I used a dry mop on the tile. I was thinking that now we had Coco and Mystic, there was probably unseen animal hair everywhere. I wanted Manuel to be free to crawl around anywhere he wanted. We didn't have any glass furniture or knick-knacks he could break, so we were good on that front.Oscar laughed at me as I scrambled to clean up the floor. He had made himself a post-workout smoothie while I rushed around. I was just putting things away when we heard the knock on the door. Oscar quickly strode to the living room and let Ariana and the baby inside. They hugged, and I stood off to the side with my hands behind my back. I was trying to conc
AnalieseWhen I woke, Oscar was gone from bed. I looked at my phone and saw it was late morning. I needed to pee in the worst way, so I did that first. Oh, my as8s ached. I saw a tube of ointment on the bathroom counter. I know he left that out for me, so I applied it and washed my hands thoroughly. I should jump in the shower, but I wanted to find Oscar.I moseyed into the living room, and then into the kitchen. He wasn't in the apartment. I was very surprised. He hadn't left me alone like this before, except that one night, but he'd really been here all the time, so I didn't think that counted.I found a note on the counter. He went to the gym. That made sense. He hadn't gone in the last two weeks, and today he was going back to work. He probably wanted to get back on his regular schedule. Since he was obsessed about Dylan, I had to assume that Oscar knew the guy was still in jail. I wasn't worried. I had my Coco. And he'd installed the cameras. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on me
OscarAna looked fuc8king gorgeous in my namesake pose, waiting. So submissive. So curvy. Her creamy skin, marred with marks I put on her. I was rock hard. I stalked closer. The room was so quiet, I could hear the whisper of my jeans rubbing together as I walked. I found the lube in the nightstand drawer and picked up the plug."Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, Fu8ck Toy," I ordered.I'd been thinking of this all night. The plug was made of glass, and it winked in the dim light of the bedside lamp. I was looking forward to seeing it in her, as much as I was about seeing her pretty pus8sy bared to me. I watched her tit8s bounce as she crawled on the bed. I loved those fat jugs. I wanted to give them some attention too, but soon they were out of my sight.I stared at her slit. It was glistening, ready for my co8ck. But not yet. I knelt down behind her and pulled her back to the edge of the bed a little, then I buried my face in her sweet cu8nt. I wanted to taste her, and she nee
AnalieseHaving dinner with my parents was nice. I enjoyed them and their banter. My mom was probably submissive like me, but in the bedroom, which eww, I didn't really want to think about. But outside of the bedroom she had a mind of her own and she gave as good as she got. Which a lot of the time, made for some hilarious conversations.It made me think of what I told Oscar earlier when I caught him on the phone with Mindy. I understood why he called her, and I wasn't threatened by it. I did, however, mean what I said. I'd fu8ck him up if he talked with her again. She couldn't be trusted, and I didn't want her anywhere near him, even it was in his ear. I know she must have said something provacative to him. I would ask another day, when I wasn't a Toy for his pleasure.Oscar was calmer now, back to his old self. He had needed to discipline me and strangely, though I had never known it, I needed said discipline. I very much enjoyed our dynamic. I hoped one day soon he would take me to
OscarI watched Ana sit down gingerly. Satisfaction, pride, and lust, roared within me. She took the plug like a champ. Watching her stretch wide made me feel like an animal. A ravenous beast. Knowing it was inside her now, my di8ck twitched. I willed it not to get hard right now. She needed a rest. My d8ck needed a rest, but it was fired up, knowing she was full of my cu8m in her pretty pus8sy and the plug in her as8s. Divine.Her punishment was done, and I was so fu8cking proud of her. I had spent years imagining all the things I would do to her if I ever got the chance. I had a running tally in my head and I ticked off some of the boxes. I had waited patiently for the day I could punish her for some infraction. Today was my lucky day. I grabbed my junk and squeezed. Ana looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I just grinned at her. I made sure she drank some water and had a few Asprin to help with the pain she must be feeling.I'd leave her alone until after dinner at her parent's hous
AnalieseOscar's hands on me ignited a different kind of fire in me. After a few minutes, I started to whine and moan. He was in no hurry though, he just continued to run his hands all over me. My breasts especially. He began to pluck my sore nip8ples, each in turn. I arched in his arms to give him better access. I was enjoying the pain, my pus8sy leaking. He'd gotten naked to swat me and I could feel him hardening beneath me. I'm sure he could also feel me soaking his thigh, but he continued the slow torture.I was impatient, I dared to rub my wetness against him, spreading it on his thigh. Finally, his hand made it down where I needed the most friction. He spread my lips open and easily slid two fingers into my slick, then pushed inside. I started shaking again, for a different reason. I was so close, it would only take a moment and I would climax, but he was still teasing me, ignoring my cl8it.I whined. A low mewling sound erupted from deep in my throat, as I tried to move my lowe
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