Brandt
2 Months Later
It was the re-grand opening night. The excitement in the room was electric. Honey's marketing ideas worked and the place was packed. Members stood in small clusters drinking and chatting. They were waiting for the show to start. The contractor we hired did a great job putting the place back together. We had offered an incentive if they got the job done fast and they obliged. In the dim light, you'd never know a fire had taken place. When the lights were on, you could see some smoke damage on the high ceiling but, these folks weren't interested in that. No, they came for a good time and we were prepared to give it to them.
On the stage, a sub was getting ready behind the curtains. She was being tied by a shibari master. She and her dorm had trained for this for the last few weeks. I was going up there in a few minutes to introduce her and the scene that would be playing out. I hadn't done this in a while and I was t
Ever since Honey saw her mom sucking me off in the club, things have been awkward. I pulled Brandt aside and spoke with him, man to man. I had hoped that would do the trick. At tonight's dinner with Honey and Brandt, she seemed more relaxed, but she still wouldn't look me in the eye. That's okay, we can keep working on it.Honey is a beautiful girl and I'm not surprised that she caught the eye of a Dom. She's like her mom in that she's naturally submissive. I've never thought of having her under me. Don't get that in your brain. I much prefer the older, more mature version that is her mother. I spend a lot of time here at the home of Roberta and her kids. My place is more like a bachelor pad. This house is cozy and is more a home than mine.My feelings for Roberta are simple. I feel like she is my second chance at love in this life and I want to solidify our bond. I have a ring in my pocket and I have had it for a few weeks now but she's been burned b
I sat down on the edge of the bed. I felt a little lost. Moe came to kneel down in front of me. He was kneeling! I was the submissive, so this was weird. I couldn't wrap my head around this turn of events. His next words had me reeling."Roberta, I will still dominate you. I will punish that fat pussy on the regular. I'll spank you and soothe you. I'll hold you down while I make you scream, in pleasure. I'll still run my cock up into you, hard and deep, like you like. But I want more. I have very deep feelings for you. As part of my domineering ways, I want to make you mine, in every way. I want to claim you forever. I have a ring in my pocket." He explained while I listened in awe."It could be an engagement ring or a promise ring. You tell me which you prefer, but I promise, as your man, I will never leave you. I will be your helpmate. You make me want a domesticated life. That is something I told myself I would never want again because I, too, have been hur
This story may be triggering for some. It does have the title of B D S M so please beware. Bad language, and even darker sexual themes than the first one and other stuff that may offend you. You have been warned. PrologueFog is creeping over the dark watery landscape. A small boat cutting through the water isn't the only noise to be heard. Small splashes from fish, frogs and other inhabitants color the air. Crickets and frogs hum, calling their mates. Mosquito's buzz through the air trying to find skin to feast on. Even though it's the darkest part of the night, the air is warm. It's spring, but the driver is sweating from exertion. Here in South Florida, the weather doesn't make many drastic changes, like other places in the country. Oh, sure the occasional cold front or hurricane might appear, but even the weather forecaster always seems to get it wrong. The weather here answers to no man or woman.The boat bumps into floating and rotting vegetation, cypress stumps of trees long de
MoeAs soon as I got the text from Brandt, I put things into motion. When he had first told me about this plan, I had balked. I understood being a possessive asshole but this was too much. After he'd explained about the stalker, I got on board, even though I still didn't like it. I thought of Honey as a daughter. At the very least, I wanted to make sure she was taken care of so that Roberta never had to worry anymore. At least not in the same way as she had as a single mother all those years, alone. If I ever had the displeasure of meeting her douche of an ex, I'd break some bones. Right now, I want to take some of her burden and I would.I logged into the website that hosted the tracker in Honey's collar, then I called the cops. After that, I told Roberta. I didn't want to be distracted or forget anything if she freaked out. Except she didn't. Freak out, I mean. I could tell she was worried but she trusted me. I mean, really tr
NataliaI heaved a sigh of relief knowing that Quinn was recovering from her wounds and would spend the next few days in the hospital being monitored. My plan for today was to meet Brandt at the club. I want to understand a little more about the BDSM lifestyle and see the club firsthand. I feel like I might be able to help Quinn better if I understood where she was coming from. Brandt said he would be able to give me some of his time and then I was going to have a tour of the place.The security man at the door notified someone when I arrived. I was nervous but determined as I entered the lobby to find a very good-looking and well-built guy. He was dressed in kakis and a polo shirt. His hair was combed neatly, his shirt tucked in and no jacket in sight. This was business casual in South Florida. Unless you were a lawyer headed to court, no one bothered dressing heavier than that.He held out his hand and introduced himself, "Brandt Hendricks, owner of this club, we spoke on the phone.
Natalia Jacobs was on her way to sunny South Florida. Though, not because of the sun, the beach or the salty air. She had been notified that her sister was in the hospital. The story was strange and she tried not to dwell on it too much. No sense in jumping to conclusions with so little information. The news was that her sister would be okay but Natalia was still worried. Her sister, Quinn, had been found asphyxiated in a sex club. That sounded pretty gruesome. She wondered how that could have even happened. Did they not have any safety protocols in place to keep that sort of thing from occurring? Not that Natalia knew anything about sex clubs or, to be honest, much about sex in general. Her life had been sheltered until recently. She had common sense though and it seemed like that was the kind of place that the owner would have made safe for patrons.Anyway, what was Quinn thinking? Going to a place like that with people that obviously didn't care for her. Didn't she have any friends
DanielI was disgruntled when Brandt asked me to show Quinn's sister around the club. What if they decided to sue and were just here gathering information? Brandt indicated that was what his insurance was for and not to worry. Well, wasn't it my job to worry about this place, like literally? I was prepared to be tight-lipped and vague when necessary. There were two things I brought with me when I went to meet Quinn's sister, Natalia. One was a waiver, much like the one Quinn had to sign to step foot in this place. We didn't let anyone in without it. I also had with me a BDSM check-list. When this mystery woman stepped beyond the lobby with the intention of playing, she needed to know some things. Since, I assumed she was a newbie, the check-list would basically explain some stuff, so I didn't have to spell it out for her.Not that I was embarrassed or ashamed. No, never that. I believed and practiced this lifestyle whole-heartedly. I've tried
NataliaWe were at the double doors that led into the club. We could have walked in as acquaintances but I had just signed a slave contract. My heart felt like it was skipping beats. Um, why did I do that? I was starting to panic. I hadn't even given myself time to think about it, not really. I didn't really have time to analyze it. Though I knew that wanted to be tied to him, but as a slave? I hadn't done nearly enough research to figure out what it is that I've really signed up for, but now he can't get rid of me for a week. I'm his, a slave. A sex slave without sex. Oh shit, what have I done? I lamented to myself. Daniel's boss had said he had to show me around. I could have just done that and been gone from this place. Instead, I was now attached to this man for seven whole days.This beaitifully gorgeous man. He was so tall. He towered over me and made me feel small, even though I was five feet, eight inches. Not a short woman at all, he
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