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  Chapter Three

  Josie, a rather plain looking woman in her early forties was in a permanent D/s relationship with Master Kevin. This evening he was at home with his wife and Josie was on her own though not available to other Doms as designated by her collar. Trisha had questions and Josie had no problem answering.

  “Kevin is married and has three children. His wife isn’t into this lifestyle. She knows about me and Kevin pays my expenses so I can live here at the hotel. It’s great because I work in the city. I had two lousy marriages and Kevin and I have been together for eight years. I love him but have no problem sending him off to his wife.”

  “What do you do for a living?”

  Josie laughed. “I’m a detective with Houston PD.”

  Trisha’s jaw dropped again, “But, but you…”

  Josie only laughed harder. “I know, not what you expected but I work long hours and enjoy playing hard. I’m strong and independent though it’s probably hard for you to believe. My relationship with Master Kevin works. If you find something in this world that works honey, don’t let it go.”

  “You’re right and thank you for answering my nosy questions. What do you usually do here when Master Kevin doesn’t come?”

  “I talk to other subs about anything that takes my mind away from work. Cops tend to spend all their time with other cops and talk shop. I just couldn’t do it anymore. In here, I wear my collar and it’s respected. I don’t need to worry about dirty old men trying to pick me up in bars or playing touchy-feely. So who’s catching your eye tonight?”

  “Umm, well.”

  “Master Kyle gave her the once over and invited her to do a scene with him.” This information came from Gloria.

  “Really? He’s yummy and dangerous which is part of his attraction. If he has his eye on you there’s a reason. This could be interesting.”

  “Don’t encourage her. Master Kyle will chew her up and spit her out.”

  “Oh but the teeth marks might be worth it.”

  “I’m sitting right here listening to you two talk over me and seriously I’m not interested in having Kyle master me.”

  Both women turned to stare and then their laughter joined together.

  “There isn’t a sub here who wouldn’t want to be mastered by him.” Gloria said between continued giggles.

  “But I thought you said he liked extreme pain and to stay away?” She looked at her friend in consternation.

  “I did but we need our fantasies and he’s way up there for me. Just thinking of his intense look is enough to give me a double. Come on it’s time to get to the station.”

  Trisha was even more confused but followed along like the good little puppy dog.

  Master Stephen was a surprise. He was short and stalky, but muscular with a few pounds that said he liked to eat. Gloria went to her knees at the front of the station and waited for his commands. He ran his hand gently down her cheek in a feather light caress.

  “So my little sub has been bad?”

  “No Master.”

  “Oh, I think my little sub has been bad.”

  “Yes Master, I’ve been bad.” Gloria’s voice sounded anything but contrite.

  “I want you to stand up and remove your clothing and fold them neatly then lay them on the side table.”

  His voice was nowhere near as commanding as Kyle’s but Gloria did as told.

  Trisha had trouble keeping her eyes on her naked friend as the scene progressed. Her cheeks burned and she wasn’t sure she could handle watching what came next. She turned her head and glances around the club. There were several people standing next to her but she refused to look directly at anyone. Something drew her eyes to a dark corner across the room. When her pupils adjusted Kyle’s hot gaze stared into hers. He didn’t look away. Trisha’s pulse sped up and dampness seeped into her panties. It took everything she had to force herself to turn back to the scene but she could feel his continued stare sizzling on the almost bare skin of her back. She ran her fingers nervously through her hair and tried to concentrate on Gloria who was now ass up over a bench with her legs spread and secured. No she couldn’t do this.

  She refused to look in Kyle’s direction but decided to return to the dressing room, change her clothes, and wait for her friend in the office. This entire evening was a mistake. She walked quickly toward her destination but firm fingers grabbed her arm startling her. She flowed backward into a solid bare chest. It was his smell that kept her from being afraid though her mind was telling her to run like hell.

  “Going somewhere?” His voice held the same deep vibration from earlier and the words passed by her ear on a brush of warm air.

  “I…I’m just.” She couldn’t think.

  “Are you leaving?”

  “Yes.”

  “Is this too much kink for you?”

  She tried to twist but he held tight. She really wasn’t afraid but the firm control of his hold was causing her pussy to repeatedly gush then clench tight.

  “Would you please release me?”

  Instantly his arms dropped and he stepped away. She swayed and he put a gentle hand on her shoulder to steady her but let it go after a few seconds.

  She turned.

  His eyes seared into hers and she took another step away from him.

  “I won’t hurt you.”

  “But isn’t that what you do?”

  His eyes grew cloudy and his voice huskier. “Pleasure and pain are an erotic combination. Would you care for a demonstration?”

  “What, umm, I don’t know.”

  “By the time you decide it will be over.” And with that he stepped forward and pulled her into his body as his hot mouth came down on hers. His lips demanded entrance and then his tongue went deep. It was his breath that smelled and tasted of amaretto. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever experienced and this was only a kiss.

  Her head was spinning and she felt his hands slide under the bottom lace at her hips and then his fingers pushed the cups of her bra upward and his hands closed around her breasts. She could barely breathe and suddenly his fingers pinched her nipples at the same time his leg slid between hers and his hard thigh rubbed across her pussy. The pressure on her nipples intensified; it was painful but more. She rode his leg and he increased the pinch, relaxed his fingers, and then tightened again. She didn’t know what happened when her body convulsed and her pussy pulsated with an orgasm.

  Yes, his fingers caused pain but god she never wanted it to end; the pain, the pleasure, the kiss; they were amazing. He was able to do this in a few minutes when her vibrator took twenty.

  He pulled back but gently rubbed her breasts sliding his hands over her sensitive nipples. Slowly they traveled down to her waist and then up the outside of the lace over her curves to her face and then his fingers threaded through her hair. He pulled, lifting her face so she looked into his eyes. His leg continued the pressure against her wet pussy and his mouth came down and punished her lips, holding her head so she had no choice but to accept his brutal kiss.

  Without loosening the hold on her hair or the hard torture of his leg he separated his mouth from hers. “Come to my room with me and I’ll teach you about pain and ecstasy.” Her body was still trembling with orgasm and his words and touch almost took her over again.

  She knew her eyes were huge and she wanted to say yes so bad. “No, I can’t.” She barely held back a groan.

  “Can’t or won’t?”

  She inhaled, while trying to control her need to submit. “Both.”

  “Will you come to the club tomorrow?”

  “I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

  His hands fell away. He kissed her on the forehead and then turned. Her stunned eyes watched his gorgeous ass walk away again.

  Chapter Four

  She barely remembered changing her clothes and leaving the club. She took the elevator downstairs and asked the concierge to call her a cab. She also left Gloria a note saying she went home and to call her
the following day.

  She lay in bed tossing and turning. Her hand went to the wetness between her thighs. It was the first time she didn’t need lube with her vibrator but nothing she tried completely stopped the hot ache. She wanted her nipples squeezed by large hands and a hint of amaretto on her lips.

  She wouldn’t go back to the club, she just couldn’t.

  The next day she found herself at the mall shopping. She hated the mall but subconsciously knew what she was there for. It wasn’t leather but velvet; a black velvet corset. She bought black thigh highs and combination short skirt garter belt. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She returned home with her purchases hidden in a small bag, thinking she would hide the items in her closet and forget they were there. The ringing of her cell phone stopped her as she walked to the back of her apartment.

  It was Gloria.

  “So the BDSM lifestyle isn’t for you?”

  “Oh Gloria, I’m sorry about last night. I couldn’t stay.” She purposely didn’t answer her friend’s question because she didn’t want to lie. She thought the lifestyle might be exactly what her body craved. The need for that small bit of pain was driving her mad.

  “Are we still friends?”

  “Yes, don’t be ridiculous. You will always be my goofy friend. What are you doing this evening?”

  “I’m dining with my parents and then we’re having a family game night with my brother and his wife. Do you want to come?”

  “Not this time though it’s hard to resist the pull of your ‘win at all costs’ father and brother.”

  “They love you and you know us women cheat like hell just to drive them crazy. We’ve become good at it through the years.”

  “Your dad is just so sweet; millionaire tycoon having family night with his grown kids.”

  “That’s why I’m the luckiest daughter on the planet. Sure you can’t come over?”

  She declined again and then made arrangements to meet for coffee later in the week. Gloria didn’t need a job but she had a degree in liberal arts and worked at a university press as an editor. Her father owned an extremely prominent law firm and the last thing Gloria swore she would ever do was go into the legal profession.

  Trisha disconnected and then looked at the bag sitting on the floor. It was four p.m. and she decided to take a long soothing bath. She shaved her legs and then her pussy which she had never completely laid bare before. Her hands slid over her smooth skin rubbing in expensive lotion. She knew her face had turned bright red when she asked the sales assistant for a lotion that smelled and tasted good. The woman got a twinkle in her eyes and found the perfect combination. It felt like silk and she realized her panties would be wet before she ever got to the club.

  Her stomach clenched again while the elevator flew past each floor. She wore designer jeans and a tight t-shirt. Her bag with her club attire was in her hand. Michelle was sitting at her desk and showed a blink of surprise at seeing Trisha but quickly recovered and gave a welcoming smile.

  “I’m sorry Michelle but I think I need some help with my clothes.”

  “No problem at all. Let me call for someone to watch the office and I’ll be glad to help.”

  “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”

  A few minutes later Lydia walked into the room and smiled at Trisha.

  “You’re Gloria’s friend right?”

  “Yes.” She put her hand out not quite sure how to properly greet a Domme.

  Lydia’s fingers closed around hers and her smile became softer. “So you’ve decided to brave the club on your own without backup?”

  “Yes, I think so.”

  “I would love to work with you and I’m quite gentle with new subs if you decide to give me a try?”

  “Well, actually I’m meeting a Dom here.”

  “Someone you met last night?”

  “Umm yes.”

  “I see.”

  Trisha didn’t think so. She wondered what they would say if they knew it was Kyle. Michelle followed her into the dressing room and helped her change.

  “You look beautiful. Let me know if you need anything.” Michelle went back to the office.

  Trisha’s hands trembled when she gained enough courage to open the door and enter the main room of the club. She decided to get a drink at the bar and sat waiting for one of the bartenders to take her order. She felt a warm presence at her back and then the voice that haunted her dreams.

  “She’ll have a shot of tequila with lime and I’ll have my usual.” He said when the bartender asked for her order.

  “How did you know my drink?”

  “It’s my job to know everything about you.” His warm breath flowed softly over her ear. “You smell wonderful.”

  How did she tell him he smelled better? The scent of amaretto teased her senses again. It became stronger when their drinks arrived.

  “Would you like a taste?”

  He must have noticed her looking at his glass. “Please.” If she went to all the trouble to shave her pussy she decided she needed to live dangerously.

  He didn’t hand her the small glass, he placed it to her lips. It tasted delicious, like him. She stared down at her tequila wondering what it tasted like when he kissed her.

  “Drink, it was wonderful on your breath.”

  How did he know what she was thinking?

  He put down his glass and picked up hers also bringing it to her lips. “All the way down, tip your head back. We have paperwork to complete, and I’ve reserved a private room for the evening.” He tipped the liquid into her throat and then placed the lime to her mouth and squeezed. Every move he made was a sexual turn on.

  “The evening?”

  “Yes, we can handle the paperwork there and then work on a few basics.”

  She knew her face was red and her eyes huge. He turned her bar stool around and gently placed pressure on the inside of her thighs, spreading them apart so he could move between them. His cock nestled against her pussy and he rubbed himself slowly across her moist heat making her gasp.

  “It’s been years since I’ve worked with a novice sub but I thought about you all night. Did you think about me while you pleasured yourself?”

  “You knew I would be here and you knew I pleasured myself last night?” Her voice sounded slightly disgruntled.

  “That’s something we need to talk about. You will not be touching your sweet pussy again for a while. This,” His hand went to her damp panties, “Will feel so much better when I give you what you need.”

  She was ready to burst and wanted to scream out loud and press herself harder against his hot palm.

  He gently kissed the tip of her nose. “Unfortunately we must complete the paperwork or you will have me in trouble with Mistress Lydia. Come.” He stepped back and pulled her hand guiding her toward the office.

  Lydia and Michelle were talking when Kyle led her in. Their voices stopped suddenly when they saw Trisha behind him.

  “I need a D/s contract.”

  Lydia didn’t look happy and her voice held sensor. “Do you think this is a good idea Kyle?”

  “I think that my D/s relationship is my business and you need to stay out of it.”

  Lydia stubbornly looked at Trisha, “Honesty, communication, and trust are the foundations of BDSM. If you need to speak with someone please just ask Michelle to get in touch with me or you may approach me on the floor.”

  “Umm, thank you. I will.”

  Kyle’s hand took hold of her hair and pulled it slightly so his mouth was a breath away from her ear. “The proper way to answer a Domme is yes ma’am or yes mistress.”

  Trisha looked at Lydia and spoke the words softly lowering her eyes, “Yes Mistress.”

  Kyle’s teeth closed around her earlobe and he bit it gently then licked the slight sting he left behind. Even more liquid pooled between her quivering thighs. He took the papers from Michelle, and released Trisha’s hair taking her hand and pulling her behind him as he walked from the
room.

  In only a few minutes she was jelly in his hands. She barely had a mind of her own.

  He led her down a long hallway monitored by an employee in a black shirt and bow tie. He opened a door and pulled her through.

  She stopped.

  It was a torture chamber. She tugged on his hand when he tried to draw her further into the room.

  “Don’t let this scare you. I want you to grow accustomed to different items and I’ll answer any questions you have. Tonight is about getting to know each other. Come over here.”

  He picked up a pen and clipboard from a shelf next to the door and then walked to a leather couch and sat down. His eyes drilled into hers but he didn’t say another word. She knew he expected her to obey his command. Her feet carried her forward; she was little more than a moth drawn to a bright hot flame.

  “Lydia told you this is about trust and honesty. You will answer every question I ask. There is a reason for each one though you might not understand. When we’re finished I’ll teach you about the toys and equipment in the room.”

  She didn’t think she could speak.

  “You will answer, yes Sir or yes Master though it’s not established that I’m your master.”

  She inhaled quickly, “Yes Sir.”

  “I want you to tell me what your friend Gloria explained about BDSM.”

  She gave a quick embarrassed overview of what she knew.

  “Gloria comes here and plays in a scene and spends a few hours with a Dom. She doesn’t do much more than play out her sexual fantasies. What I’m offering you is more. During your training I don’t want you with another man. Is that understood?”

  Yes Sir, I’m no longer with my ex-boyfriend and haven’t been for several months.

  “Good. When you are at the club you belong to me and defer to what I say. I will make sure my instructions are clear.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  “Excellent, now, when was your last menstrual cycle?”

  Her face reddened. “About ten days ago.”

  “Are you regular?”

  “Yes, for the most part.”