I tore my gaze from Master Tom and looked into Jordan's eyes, they begged me to believe him and to get myself under control. I took a deep breath and nodded my understanding. Jordan returned the nod. He took his own deep breath before picking me up hastily and draping me over the counter. I only began to panic when he lifted the backside of my dress baring my bottom to the whole club. I began to struggle and tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "Oh no, you don't. You will stay there until I say otherwise and yes, everyone walking by can take a gander at your naked ass. Reed really had a wonderful idea when he picked out the bright red thong."Jordan said. I struggled harder against the arm he threw over me as he sat next to my legs. Suddenly I felt a sharp slap against my bared ass making me cry out before I could hold it back and to my horror, I felt slightly turned on by the whole thing. "Stay still," he snapped out. "Now, Reed mentioned how much you liked spankings, so I won't bothe
A Dom was tying up his sub to an x like cross causing the sub to be spread eagle. She was a petite little thing so, at first, her feet barely touched the floor. I noticed her Master redid the restrains until she was flat-footed. He pulled them tight, and I noticed how her breathing picked up when she tried to move and couldn't. I was innocent enough that I panicked for a second, then I noticed her Dom stepped up to talk to her for a minute. Her breathing immediately calmed down and she smiled at him to show she was doing fine. The man picked up a whip with a small handle and a bunch of little straps hanging from it. "It's called a flogger. It's one of the main reasons for a St. Andrews cross is to either be whipped or flogged. For this young lady she only likes the gentle flogger," said a voice directly in my ear. I turned to find a big hefty guy that I hadn't notice before who was sitting a little too close to me. He was wearing a cheap-looking leather vest and a pair of leather pa
"That is how a true Dom handles his sub," Reed growled and shoved him against the bar. The man came back at him swinging, which Reed ducked with practiced ease as if he'd been doing it for years. Enraged the idiot swung again only to hit air once more and this time fall to the ground when Reed sidestepped it. A foot came down onto his back and I looked up to see Master Jordan and Master Jack there. "I'd stay down if I were you, boy," Master Jack said in his low dangerous voice. The air deflated out of the man as he laid his head on the floor. Obviously, he was not too stupid to know when he had been defeated. All the eyes around us turned towards me and I dropped mine back to the floor as swiftly as possible."Rise, Mia," Reed ordered in the same steady tone. I could feel the anger in him as if it were its own separate entity and I was ashamed knowing I'd done something wrong. I rose as quickly and as gracefully as I could when my knees were knocking together. I put my hands behind
"Is it an actual collar?""Sometimes, but more often enough since Masters hate them being taken off, we save the leather collars for here or at home. Usually, it's more just a symbolic piece of jewelry, like a necklace," he explained. "So, when you decollar someone, it's like breaking that contract and you two go your separate ways. For a sub, this can be a very hard thing to handle especially if they don't have someone else to lean on afterward."I felt a ping of sympathy for Nina suddenly. Her Master was going to just send her packing and she had no one to help her get through it. I brushed it away as she probably would have had someone there if she had not been such a complete and utter bitch. I erased all thoughts of her out of my head and snuggled closer to Reed, all that mattered now was Reed was here and he was free. "I'd like to do that with you, Mia," he said quietly in my ear."What do you mean?" I said frightened. Did he want to break our contract? Was he planning on leav
"I really should be getting home," I said for the hundredth time.I reluctantly followed my best friend Lizzie towards the entrance. This was apparently an exclusive night club that she just couldn't wait to introduce me to and had been bugging me about it all night."No! Come on, we're almost there," she said hurriedly.She grabbed my arm and began dragging me past the line of young women dressed in... Well, absolutely nothing really. To give them credit they had a few scraps on mostly in the form of gothic corsets and cloth that was supposed to be miniskirts even though they barely made it to the cloth category. "Wannabees," Lizzie spat out in disgust."And how are we any different?" I asked as I gestured to our outfits, she had insisted we wear. Though I have to admit the green lace corset she shoved me into did emphasize the green in my eyes, what little there was; but it also greatly emphasizes my bust and believe me at a D cup size that is not exactly a good thing. Also, I cou
"Did you see him?" Chrissy said, leaning against the door jamb of my windowless office. "Who?" I asked, barely even bothering to look up from my computer. Chrissy was one of those office girls that believed the only way to improve her position was to flirt and/or sleep with any male that would be able to advance her position. Since she was my supervisor, a position she shoved in my face as often as she could, and she started a year after I did then I would have to say she must have been pretty active. So even though I knew who she was talking about, I also knew it irritated her to no end that she thought I was only half-listening to her. "Oh my God, Mia. Could you be any more oblivious?" she spouted with undisguised contempt. She was, of course, talking about Reed Callaghan the new owner of 'Bean Me'. We were the largest coffee bean distributor in Oregon. It was where I'd worked as an underpaid slave, I mean a secretaries' assistant. I was Chrissy's assistant, and my job was to hel
With another truly irritated sound rolling off my lips, I got up and began gathering my equipment, my laptop to take notes on, my cell phone and my very necessary coffee. Walking through the office as briskly as I could, my eyes snagged a man standing over in the corner of the meeting room chatting with Lizzie. When she looked over at me and wiggled her eyebrows, I couldn't help but smile. This man was nothing short of prince-charming-handsome, that is, if prince charming were ever an ex-navy seal and looked like he could wrestle a bear with his bare hands. That was something I had no doubt this man could do, and he had to be ex-military something, with the way his blonde hair was trimmed close to this head and his eyes seemingly not missing anything. He was almost a full 4 inches taller than Lizzie if she had not been wearing her classic three-inch stilettos. His smile was so gorgeous, it has probably been known to stop a heart or two in his time and helped to soften the hard edges o
After I had changed into a new set of clothes that Lizzie had brought me, which happened to be two sizes too small, I summoned up enough courage to look into the mirror only to cringe when I saw that my bright red hair had finally escaped the tight braid it had been fighting since after my shower this morning. I had to wash off my makeup, due to the coffee I assumed, seeing as it had streaked beyond repair. I cringed at the sight of my cleavage and my black bra poking out of the deep, plunging, neckline and the poor excuse for a skirt that I had to squeeze into was so tight I prayed it hid the fact I couldn't put my underwear back on since, of course, it had become a casualty of the coffee accident. Sighing in defeat, I decided that there was nothing I could do about it right now and it was time to face the music.I walked out of the ladies' room and straight to Mr. Jones' office praying silently that no one paid any attention to me in this slutty excuse for an outfit. I had no idea wh
"Is it an actual collar?""Sometimes, but more often enough since Masters hate them being taken off, we save the leather collars for here or at home. Usually, it's more just a symbolic piece of jewelry, like a necklace," he explained. "So, when you decollar someone, it's like breaking that contract and you two go your separate ways. For a sub, this can be a very hard thing to handle especially if they don't have someone else to lean on afterward."I felt a ping of sympathy for Nina suddenly. Her Master was going to just send her packing and she had no one to help her get through it. I brushed it away as she probably would have had someone there if she had not been such a complete and utter bitch. I erased all thoughts of her out of my head and snuggled closer to Reed, all that mattered now was Reed was here and he was free. "I'd like to do that with you, Mia," he said quietly in my ear."What do you mean?" I said frightened. Did he want to break our contract? Was he planning on leav
"That is how a true Dom handles his sub," Reed growled and shoved him against the bar. The man came back at him swinging, which Reed ducked with practiced ease as if he'd been doing it for years. Enraged the idiot swung again only to hit air once more and this time fall to the ground when Reed sidestepped it. A foot came down onto his back and I looked up to see Master Jordan and Master Jack there. "I'd stay down if I were you, boy," Master Jack said in his low dangerous voice. The air deflated out of the man as he laid his head on the floor. Obviously, he was not too stupid to know when he had been defeated. All the eyes around us turned towards me and I dropped mine back to the floor as swiftly as possible."Rise, Mia," Reed ordered in the same steady tone. I could feel the anger in him as if it were its own separate entity and I was ashamed knowing I'd done something wrong. I rose as quickly and as gracefully as I could when my knees were knocking together. I put my hands behind
A Dom was tying up his sub to an x like cross causing the sub to be spread eagle. She was a petite little thing so, at first, her feet barely touched the floor. I noticed her Master redid the restrains until she was flat-footed. He pulled them tight, and I noticed how her breathing picked up when she tried to move and couldn't. I was innocent enough that I panicked for a second, then I noticed her Dom stepped up to talk to her for a minute. Her breathing immediately calmed down and she smiled at him to show she was doing fine. The man picked up a whip with a small handle and a bunch of little straps hanging from it. "It's called a flogger. It's one of the main reasons for a St. Andrews cross is to either be whipped or flogged. For this young lady she only likes the gentle flogger," said a voice directly in my ear. I turned to find a big hefty guy that I hadn't notice before who was sitting a little too close to me. He was wearing a cheap-looking leather vest and a pair of leather pa
I tore my gaze from Master Tom and looked into Jordan's eyes, they begged me to believe him and to get myself under control. I took a deep breath and nodded my understanding. Jordan returned the nod. He took his own deep breath before picking me up hastily and draping me over the counter. I only began to panic when he lifted the backside of my dress baring my bottom to the whole club. I began to struggle and tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "Oh no, you don't. You will stay there until I say otherwise and yes, everyone walking by can take a gander at your naked ass. Reed really had a wonderful idea when he picked out the bright red thong."Jordan said. I struggled harder against the arm he threw over me as he sat next to my legs. Suddenly I felt a sharp slap against my bared ass making me cry out before I could hold it back and to my horror, I felt slightly turned on by the whole thing. "Stay still," he snapped out. "Now, Reed mentioned how much you liked spankings, so I won't bothe
He came around the bar and embraced Jordan in a brotherly hug where men like to pat each other extremely hard on the back. "It has, Jack. Are you through finding yourself after Molly fucked us both over?"Jordan asked.I saw Jack's jaw tightened and knew he still held some resentment over whatever had happened. I knew I should not eavesdrop on the conversation, especially since I had to strain my ears to hear it, but my curiosity was getting the better of me. "I don't wish for her demise anymore. I wish for a life of torture now, so I'm getting there," Jack said harshly.Jordan nodded sympathetically and patted him on the back again. "You'll get there, and I know just what you need. An excellent sub, with just enough challenge to keep you interested but not enough to drive you to insanity."Jack looked me up and down, then raised his eyebrows at Jordan. Jordan just laughed and shook his head. "No, not her. She's all Reeds and you know how he is, does not share well with others.""Pit
Once again our outfits were rather conservative compared to all the other subs. Even compared to how little some of the other Doms were dressed. The outfits they had on were mostly leather or leather varieties. Although a few looked like they were just coming from work and were wearing suits and ties. Despite having been there once before, my eyes were everywhere, and I couldn't take it in fast enough. I held a new appreciation for what was going on down here and every little part of it had me intrigued. At the same time, I was slightly overwhelmed. I wasn't sure if I should stare or keep my eyes down and away from the scenes. It slowly dawned on me that most of these people wanted their play to be in full view of everyone. Once that was made clear I felt a lot less guilty about my nosiness. I was grateful for the deafening music this time. The noise helped to drown out my gasps when I saw something that either horrified or aroused me. Moans and screams were the only sounds you coul
I laughed at how much that sounded like Reed. "Okay, thank you. Be sure to let him know that you are well within the hour range." I accepted the package and set it down on the couch after adding a few dollars from me to that tip. He thanked me profusely then left me to tear open the box and reveal a beautiful green skintight dress that probably stopped about midway down my thigh. Underneath it was just one lacy thong in bright red and a set of 'fuck me' heels that I would never have otherwise tried to walk in, although, I knew better than to complain about them to Reed. So instead, I called Reed to thank him. "It's not a problem, little one. I like picking out your clothes you know I've been wanting to," Reed said his tone purring with satisfaction at my gratitude. "I know that. I'm just curious as to how you knew I was going tonight and why would you pick out my clothes when you aren't even going to be able to see them." "Jordan called and asked my permission to take you as you s
She sighed and nodded, knowing I was right. "I'll talk to him tonight when we go to the club. Jordan really doesn't want me to go yet I refuse to let him leave me behind.""Ooh, ooh, I wanna go!" I said excitedly. I was anxious to get more familiar with the place knowing Reed was going to want to take me there one of these days.Lizzie looked hesitant for a moment. "I'm not really sure that's a good idea that you go there without Reed.""Oh please, please Lizzie," I begged putting on my best puppy dog face, "Reed isn't going to be home until late tonight and I'll be just sitting around looking at the clock. I promise I'll do whatever Jordan tells me to do and I'll be a good girl, I won't even drink, please. Let's call it research." Lizzie sighed and I knew I had won despite the fact she did not want to. She was unable to resist the power of my puppy dog face."I'll talk to Jordan about it tonight. But if he says no-" I nodded and put my best innocent girl's face on. "I promise I'll
"Yes and no. My father-in-law finally passed, he had a five-year battle with cancer so that was a blessing on his part. No, because Nina is still trying to get us back together. Apparently, the man she's with is not doing it for her anymore, aka, he's learned her manipulative ways and is not putting up with them." His voice took on an evil tone and a picture formed in my mind of an evil grin on his face. "What did you do?" I asked almost afraid to breathe."I told her she could go back to the man she left me for. I didn't have time for her dramatics because I had to get home to a beautiful sub," he told me.I felt warmth rise in me and I knew in an instant that I had fallen hard. Despite all the concerns and all the fear, I knew at that moment that I loved him.DAMN IT. I opened my mouth to tell him so. But the moment was ruined as I heard another voice on the other end."Damn it, Nina. What the hell do you want?" I heard him growl. I felt my jealousy rise and I almost growled at he