Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
She's focused on Leo as he speaks. I battle the blood rushing to my cock which is already tenting my black slacks. Something that for me, has never happened here. In a club like this, it wouldn't raise an eyebrow.
Her wide, naive eyes dart around the room. I'm in the farthest back corner, in the shadows. She can't see me. But she's under a bright light, and other male patrons are already zeroing in on her. Drooling. Lusting.
And, not just for sex. Dominants crave other things and a blank slate of sweetness and insecurity is just the ticket to make them feral.
Leo's voice cuts through my growing madness.
"Okay, everyone, now that we've got all the legalities out of the way, we're ready to start. Understand that now you're here, you get to choose kink or dare. If your name is called, you have to choose one. You have a safe word, which you’ve been instructed how to use, but you do have to participate in your turn. Once your name is called, you're in. Now, let's go.
He claps his hands. One of the staff steps up with a black leather box. Leo reaches in and pulls out a red scrap of paper.
Elodie tugs at the ridiculously short hem of her red dress as pre-cum seeps from the tip of my cock. God, her ass is something else. Her tits are things only a god could have created.
Leo's voice hits me again. This time straight in the chest.
"Our first lucky newbie tonight is... Allegra. Allegra, where are you?"
Most people don’t use their real names when they come here, especially not for the first time. Many of the members never use their real name inside the walls of the club.
This is a safe space, somewhere to be yourself without fear of being doxed at work or when you’re picking out the perfect cucumber at the grocery.
Somehow, though, I already know, she’s Allegra.
Every fiber of my being goes rigid. Sure enough, I watch both her friends push and pull her tiny, lithe body until she's standing, giggling, cheeks as red as stop signs, knees pressed together, fingers over her mouth.
This is a fucking nightmare.
Leo grins and chuckles as another staff member stands on his other side with another box. He reaches in and pulls out a black slip of paper. I know exactly what's coming.
"Okay, Allegra, you need to decide. Kink or dare?"
Both friends shout, "Kink!" while Elodie keeps her fingers pressed to her lips. Leo watches her patiently.
"Allegra, my friend, you need to say the word. Is kink what you want?"
She turns to her friends, then back at Leo, and gives him an almost imperceptible nod.
"Our first participant chooses kink. And your kink master for tonight, and the kink you'll be engaging in is..." He unfolds the black slip of paper and chuckles. "Sir Richard, and position control. What a great way to start the evening."
I've known Sir Richard going on five years. I already know exactly what this means. And there is no fucking way he's putting his hands on her.
I'm moving through the crowd, focused on my niece as the room hums around her.
Elodie looks like she's about to pass out. One of our staff steps up, holding a brand new seven-inch black leather posture collar and a chrome arm bar with matching cuffs on each end. I snatch it away before Sir Richard gets within three feet of her. He catches my eye and works his way next to me.
"What's going on, man? This is my turn. My name was picked. You don't participate in this. What's going on?"
Elodie's innocent face turns toward us. Her mouth falls open. I look into Richard's curious smirk.
"Not this girl." I seethe.
God, she’s breathtaking. Girl next door meets sex kitten.
Sleek natural waves of beach blonde hair break over her shoulders. I’m so used to her hair being in that tight bun on top of her head. She looks…free. Natural.
Her body’s a masterpiece. She’s kept too thin in my opinion, her curves held back by her extreme diet and too much dance, but that’s been her dream.
Or so she says.
Her cheeks are ripe tonight, none of that over done stage make up either. Doe brown eyes are round and full of all that sweet innocence I want to corrupt.
He exhales slowly through his nose. "Looks like our Iceman has a weakness after all." He glances back at her. "Barely legal. She's some of the sweetest fresh meat we've had in here in a long time. I'm not giving up my spot, Rye. You know the rules. Our world runs on rules."
"The rules just changed. You put one hand on her, there's no safe word that'll save you. Step fucking back." I keep my voice low enough that only Richard and Leo hear, but there’s no doubt the crowd is reading the tension.