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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
BrandtI took the collar out of the box and produced the small key that locks and unlocks the heart that holds the chain together. "This is your day collar. Hold your hair up." God, I loved her long hair. I could jack off just to her hair alone.I placed the chain around her neck, putting the open part in the middle, in front. I made sure it laid flat against her neck and wasn't bunched up in any way before adding the heart lock and snapping it into place."Fuck, it is so good seeing you wear my collar." I lifted her chin so she could look me in the eyes. "I have never, nor I have ever wanted to collar a sub before. This is my first time. That should let you know how special you are to me."I placed a kiss on her forehead but really I did not to want to stop there. I really needed to not get distracted right now though. So instead, I stepped back to admire her neck with my hardware on it. I could fuck her again, right now. It was so fucking arousing knowing that if I walked her through
HoneyWhen Brandt began to explain the contract to me, I started becoming aroused. I was naked, my head on his thigh and his voice like warm, dark chocolate. I could almost feel his voice, it was so deep and dominant. I wanted to obey his every command. I was his submissive and had a choice, but I sometimes wondered what it would be like to be his slave. My choices taken away. Forced to do his bidding. I wonder what it would be like to hang from that wall, nude, exposed to so many eyes. Humiliated when everyone saw my Master pleasure me, watching me fall over the edge at his command.My pussy was throbbing and my nipples were stiff. I wish Master would fuck my throat right now. That's what I was thinking when he cuffed me, had me at his mercy. Then when he buckled me down to the bench? Oh. My. God. He pinched my nipples and I cried out, but now he was going to paddle my labia and I wasn't allowed to make a sound? How was that even possible?I heard him open the cabinet again. He showed
HoneyVariety is the spice of life. Where have I heard that before? Probably my mother. Thank God, I won't be running into her tonight. She usually goes out on Wednesday and Friday nights, presumably to this club. I want to make sure I am nowhere near the club when she is here. I had already discussed that with Brandt earlier. May my eyes fall out of my head if I ever see Moe and her doing what they were doing last time. I know Brandt wants me to use my words but I just can't with those two. Ugh. I have to force myself to think of something else before I remember what Moe's member looks like in my mother's mouth. Yikes. I thought about it anyway. Brandt said he wanted to make me forget that. I hope it's soon.Anyway, spice of life, yes. So I'm about to see a spicy show. Brandt didn't want me on display, so he actually had me wear a pair of jeans and a collarless v-neck shirt that showed off a bit of my cleavage and my new collar nicely. I think Brandt was actually feeling sorry for tak
BrandtMy new mantra. Find her, find her, find her. I searched everywhere. I drove up and down the roads and alleys around the club. This was after I realized that she wasn't hiding nearby. No, she was on the move. I had my security team search the whole block and the next one. Nothing. When I didn't find her, I drove towards her home. I called Moe and asked if she had reached out to them or if she had somehow gotten home. No and No. I knew he was worried but I just said that we had a small spat and she took off.I couldn't call her as she didn't have a phone when we went into the club. Another rule of mine, of course. So she's out there, somewhere, scared, alone and hurting. I know she was hurting. I saw the betrayal in her eyes. I found the collar on the sidewalk outside the club. I would have her by now if she hadn't gotten it off because I had a tracker put in it. I'd done it after the stalker came to the house. I wasn't going to take a chance with my Honey. I loved her.I fucking
BillI listened at the doorway while Oscar spoke to Analiese. I'm pretty sure he knew I was there. Anyway, the door was open, so he had to know that anyone could hear what they were saying - or what he was saying. He translated everything, being clear and concise with his words and her reactions to what he was saying. I was actually pretty proud of him for proding her. She wasn't comfortable with me right now, and that hurt. I struggled with it at first, but Gloria told me that she was ashamed. My baby had nothing to be ashamed of. They call women the weaker se9x for a reason - and it wasn't for women to get pissed about. It was a fact. Most men were bigger and stronger. Most women couldn't fight them off. Facts. Unfortunately, some very evil men had used that strength against her. I didn't blame her for that. I blamed myself. I think we all did.Every single man that went on the rescue mission was pissed as fuc9k. Some of us were able to take out that rage on the men who had orchestr
OscarWhen we arrived at their house, Bill made himself scarce. Again, I was surprised, but Gloria said Ana needed a bath and I guess Bill didn't want to be a part of that. It definitely would have been awkward for him to hang around for bath time.I followed Gloria down the hallway to the bathroom. As she started filling the tub with warm water, she chattered to Ana as she did so, as if Ana was going to speak back to her. It was probably the best strategy, acting as if everything was okay, when nothing was. Can you imagine another scenario where Ana's mom and I would be in the bathroom together, with Ana between us? No? Right, me neither. I didn't dwell on the awkward situation, though. I just waited patiently, with Ana in my arms. The bathroom started to get warm as I leaned against the wall. It had been a hard, strenuous day and my strength was lagging. I guess I need to work on my stamina at the gym from now on.When the tub was full enough for Gloria, she indicated for me to put
OscarWe had to carry Edgar to the cars. It was only about half a mile, but it was a real pain in the as8s. He had broken his leg when he fell over the wall and though none of us wanted to touch him, we did. We grabbed his arms and uninjured leg and lugged his annoying as9s. Brody or I could have carried him in a fireman's hold, but I didn't want him touching any part of me. I don't think the other guys did either. He was evil personified, and it was bad enough just touching one of his limbs.We threw him in the trunk and oh, shi8t...."Hey Moe. To make it believable that he left on his own, we should take his car too," I blurted out as soon as I thought of it.Surprise flashed across Moe's face. There were nine of us, but not one of us had thought of that little fact. We had been kinda busy planning a rescue, cleaning a crime scene and whatnot, right?"Where are his keys?" Moe asked the group, in his usual no-nonsense manner. We almost fu8cked up but we could fix it.."We emptied his
AnalieseRescue. It was a foggy thought in the back of my mind where I was hidden like a game of peek-a-boo. Now you see me, now you don't.I heard gunfire and I knew the guys were here, finally. My brain woke up a little, but then the sounds of wood breaking and thuds from the hallway reverberated in my ears. I let myself slip away again as I lay perfectly still. I knew things were happening in the house, but I was lost in a corner of my mind again. Where I was safe. I didn't react when the door of the room we were in thundered open. A dull thud as something hit the floor and more gunfire. Another thud. Voices. Was someone speaking to me? It didn't matter. I wasn't really present. I didn't want to be.I slipped away again when the metal of the cage I was in rattled. The lock was disengaged. Someone was nearby. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to wonder who it was. If it was those mean men again, I needed to stay hidden in my mind. I had been violated, and I wouldn't survive if
OscarMoe was in the zone. His only child was in that room unconscious, but he had tucked that into a corner of his mind so that we could finish the mission. I had to do that too. Compartmentalize, I think it was called. I tucked Ana into a corner of my mind, even though it caused my heart to constrict. I had to listen to the instructions that would keep us all free men. We were never here. Neither were Kylie or Analiese.I told myself that but then my mind started to wander. I snapped out of it when he asked how many bodies were downstairs. I gave him my account and tried to stay present. It was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. I just wanted to get back to Ana. I never wanted to let her go again.Moe gave everyone instructions, even me. Brody and I were to get the girls and take them downstairs to wait for Stern to come with the truck. Others were working on clean-up. I tossed out that I had touched the garage door downstairs and the locks on the back door. Bill nodded. I wat
OscarSince I had stepped back after breaking the glass in the window and flipping the locks, I was last through the door. Bill, Chuck and Stern crashed through and almost immediately I heard an exchange of gun fire. I ducked low and came through with my gun pointed straight out in front of me. I didn't want to accidentally hit one of my team, but as Moe taught us, this was tactical. I had to be ready to use the gun in my hand. I had never done this shi8t before and was out of my element, but I was a good shot at the gun range, though that was target shooting. We were now shooting to kill. This whole thing was fu8cked.I did as Moe taught us. I assessed the situation. Bill and Chuck were hovering over two bodies that were now lying on the kitchen floor. One guy never even got his gun out. I could see that they had the scene well under control, two men were down and blood was already pooling thickly on the kitchen tiles.I heard more gunfire upstairs. Brody, Brandt, Moe and Daniel were
AnalieseKylie and I were having a great day. The sun was shining and the breeze off the ocean felt heavenly. It was our first day of hanging out since the incident. We went into so many shops, sometimes just browsing, other times we bought something. Then we stopped for lunch a little before noon. We came out with drinks and sandwiches prepared to sit at one of the little tables on the sidewalk in front of the shop.Kylie wanted to know what was going on with me and Oscar. I was wondering how much to tell her. I mean I wasn't ashamed, it was just new to talk about. How do I describe the se8x we have been having? And the kinks? Because Oscar had multiple. I knew she was a Brat and that Brody had a brat kink. How could he not, being attracted to Kylie all these years? But I didn't know all the details of their relationship and I didn't need to know. It was nice having a friend that was into the same things. It felt freeing in a way, even though I don't think I would tell her...everythi
OscarIt has been three weeks since Ana and Kylie were kidnapped. There had been no word about Edgar and everyone was breathing a sigh of relief. I had my doubts that he was gone for good, but what could I do? I was dropping Ana off to visit Kylie today. They were going to go downtown and frequent some of the shops there. Probably get lunch. Have a fun girls' day.I was going to head to the gym and try to settle my nerves. I need to get my mind off my girl and the danger she could still be in. I felt like my hands were tied and I didn't like it. How was I supposed to protect her from the unknown? My dominant nature was barely harnessed. I wanted to keep her locked up and safe with me at all times. Instead, I left her at Kylie's. Kissing her roughly, I said goodbye and whispered my love for her. I kept my worries to myself.Ana and I spent every moment we could together. I didn't get a full eight hours of sleep most days, but it was worth it. We sneaked off to my apartment on the days
AnalieseOscar brought me back home before he went to work. He grabbed a black shirt that he needed and went to go change in the bathroom across from my room. I would have liked to have followed him down the hall, but Mom was in the kitchen figuring out what she was going to make for dinner. Open the freezer, check the fridge, check the cabinets. She started pulling things out"Is Oscar going to eat dinner with us?" she asked as she got pots and pans out of the cabinets."If it can be done in about forty-five minutes. If not, he'll grab something at his parents' restaurant," I assumed."I think I can have it ready in about twenty minutes. Your dad is working late for a change. There is a big county commissioner's meeting that he has to attend."I perched on one of the stools to watch her work. If she needs my help, she'll let me know."What's the deal with the meeting?" My dad had to sit in on all large construction projects in the city and the surrounding county."Some big developer