by JB Duvane
I watched the grand mansion disappear as we drove off and couldn’t help but wonder what emergency Damon had to take care of. He did run a huge company, and any number of emergencies could pop up. But didn’t he say that this was supposed to be his week off? It seemed like he would have someone to deal with emergencies in his absence.
“Damon … I mean, Mr. Andrews sure has a lot of people working for him. How long have you been with him, Victor?”
“You can call me Vic, if you’d like. I’ve been working for him for about ten years now. I love my job. Wouldn’t trade it for the world. Mr. Andrews is a great boss.”
“I’ve known him since grade school, but hadn’t been in touch with him in the last ten years. It’s strange seeing all of this, the way he’s changed. He was always so introverted. Now it’s almost as if he’s the complete opposite.” I paused for a moment, then launched into what had been on my mind for the last hour. “What was the emergency about?”
Vic glanced away but I wasn’t going to let him get out of answering me that easy.
“I really shouldn’t say. It’s his private business.”
“You mean his tech company? That business?”
Wherever we were headed was far from my mind now. I wanted to know about Damon and what he was up to? I wanted to know everything about him.
“I’m really not at liberty to discuss Mr. Andrews’s business affairs,” Vic said with a kind smile. It was obvious he understood my curiosity.
“You mean he has more than one? More than the tech company?”
“Mr. Andrews is involved in many things, as I’m sure you noticed.”
I stopped for a moment, trying to figure out what Victor was referring to. “Do you mean the room in the cellar?”
He glanced at me again, looking slightly surprised. I could tell that I didn’t need to explain any further. Vic knew what room I was talking about. “Does it have something to do with what goes on in that room?” I asked.
“All I can tell you is he is a high-level member of a certain organization and he instructs students regularly. There has been a mix-up with the booking of an event and he had to take care of it.”
I sat there in silence for a moment. “That doesn’t sound like much of an emergency.”
“The emergency has more to do with the organization and the nature of the event. There are few places they can … practice.”
“What do you mean by practice?”
“I’ve already said too much. I hope you understand, I don’t want to betray Mr. Andrews’s confidence. I’ve been with him for a long time and wish to continue for much longer.”
Poor Vic. I was pumping him for information and he was trying to be accommodating. But it really wasn’t any of my business. If I wanted answers I needed to ask Damon.
“Well, we’re going to have to pick up this conversation later. We’re here,” Vic said.
“I’m sorry, Vic. I didn’t mean to hound you. It wasn’t fair of me to ask you questions about Damon’s private affairs.”
“No problem at all. I’m sure if you asked him he’d be more than happy to tell you. I think you’re pretty special to him,” he said with a grin.
“Really?” I asked, smiling and blushing. If Vic said that, maybe it really was true. After all, he was Damon’s right-hand man.
“Really.” Vic opened the door and got out, then held it open for me. I wasn’t used to being treated this way and it was pretty thrilling stepping out of a limo onto a fairly busy sidewalk. We seemed to be in a smaller city, but the downtown streets were lined with boutiques and littered with passersby.
I popped into one store after another, picking up items and setting them back down. Victor followed behind me, but I wasn’t paying much attention to him. I couldn’t stop looking at all the beautiful jewelry and clothing. When we finally returned to the limo, I saw that the back seat was full of bags from every store we’d visited.
“What’s all this?” I asked, peering into one of the bags at a colorful scarf that I’d picked up in one of the stores. “How did all these things get here?”
“I had them package up everything you looked at, then delivered to the limo,” he said.
“What?” I asked, incredulously. “But I don’t need any of these things, Vic. I was just looking.”
“You don’t want me to lose my job, do you?” Vic asked with a smile. “He’s expecting you to return with something. If you didn’t I was shirking my duties.”
I laughed. “You’re kidding. This is too much. I really don’t need all these things, Victor.”
Vic shook his head and put his hand on mine. “Please, these things are yours now. Enjoy them.”
“Wow,” I said with a smile. “Rich people are strange.”
The limo started again and drove us to a small bistro where we ate lunch, then headed back to the mansion. I couldn’t believe how absurd it was driving back with a haul like this. I was almost embarrassed to carry these things inside. As if he had read my mind, Vic motioned to the pile of bags. “Don’t worry, this will all be brought in for you.”
“Oh good,” I said. “I wouldn’t want to strain myself.”
As the mansion came into view and the limo pulled up the long drive, I saw that it was filled with parked cars.
“Wow. Who’s visiting?” I asked.
“It looks like Mr. Andrews came up with a solution to his emergency.”
“What do you mean?”
“Please wait in the limo. I’m going to go in and have a word with Mr. Andrews. I’ll be back out in no time.”
Vic smiled, a smile that was meant to reassure me, but I somehow felt like something was wrong. Vic was only gone for a few minutes when I opened the back door. I couldn’t sit still. I wanted to know what this emergency was.
The driver appeared to be doing something on his phone in the front seat and didn’t even notice when I slipped out. I didn’t close the car door, I just left it ajar and snuck off to a nearby bush. My heels kept sinking into the grass, but as soon as I made my way around to the side of the house, there was a paved path that made it easier to walk.
I turned another corner so that I was now at the back of the house. I looked up and saw the balcony that I’d stood on this morning when I watched the mist flow over the courtyard.
I could hear some low, quiet sounds in the distance as I passed the koi pond I’d seen this morning. I kept walking along the path and through an open row of hedges toward the noise. It sounded like low moans coming from a wounded animal. But as I got closer, I realized it was unmistakably the sound of a woman. A woman that sounded like she was in distress.
Her moans grew louder, then a loud slap cut in, followed by a scream. The slapping of something hard hitting skin rang out, then another cry. I clearly heard a woman scream No, then beg Stop, please. I brushed by the hedges, hurrying my pace to see what was going on, and at the same time wanting to turn around and get the hell out of there.
When I rounded the hedge, I was startled by what I saw. A woman was bent over in between two men who were fucking her on either end. The cock in her mouth was being thrust down her throat and her face was red and covered in saliva. Every few thrusts the man would pull out and the woman would gasp for breath, begging him to stop. He looked like he was enjoying torturing her with his cock and with a wooden paddle he kept bringing down on her red ass.
I couldn’t stand to see her in so much pain so I rushed forward and grabbed the paddle out of the man’s hand. I had no idea at the time how big of a mistake I had made.
Damon
Chapter 11
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Amber had just jumped out from behind a hedge and pulled the paddle out of the hand of Granger, one of the Doms who had been training for over a year and was giving a final demonstration.
Granger’s hand came down in a blur, without the paddle in it, and he immediately turned around and grabbed Amber by the wrist. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
I ran up in front of the crowd gathered around the demonstration just as Amber pointed at the bound girl who looked as angry as Granger. “She was screaming! She was begging you to stop!”
I reached Amber and put my hands on her shoulders. “What are you doing here? Where’s Victor?”
“He left me out front in the limo. I just wanted to see what was going on back here. I didn’t expect to see this,” Amber said, near tears.
“Do you realize how long it took for us to get into the right space? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Granger snarled, reaching for Amber and trying to grab ahold of her, but she turned quickly so that I stood in between the two of them.
“Wait, there’s been a big misunderstanding here,” I said, trying to calm Granger down. “She didn’t know what was going on. She’s not responsible.”
“Then who is?” Granger yelled. “Is she your sub? If she is, you’re responsible. I should have guessed you’d try and sabotage my demo. You suck, Andrews.”
“Now hold on,” I said. “Nobody’s sabotaging anyone here. This was all a mistake.”
“Is she your sub?” he asked again. I looked down at Amber and I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to say yes, but Amber hadn’t agreed to be my sub yet. So it really wasn’t the truth.
I also knew that if I did, we could both be in trouble. The organization didn’t take things like this lightly.
“Yes, I am.”
“Wait, Amber, you don’t need to do this.” I tried to keep her turned away from everyone, but Granger and his sub were on one side and the audience full of old-timers was on the other. “You don’t have to say that if it isn’t the truth.”
Amber looked up at me, her eyes still filled with tears. “It is the truth.”
“Then one of you needs to be punished. Those are the rules. And don’t you try to smooth-talk your way out of this one, Andrews.”
“But she was yelling for him to stop. Didn’t you hear her?”
I took a deep breath. “Amber, that’s what the safe word is for. She didn’t say her safe word.”
“But she was screaming, Damon. She was begging him.”
“That’s what she wanted,” I said. “That’s exactly what the safe word is for. Remember what I told you last night? That if you told me to stop that I would do the opposite unless you gave me your safe word?”
Amber stood there staring at me and her face turned beet red. “I … I’m so sorry, Damon. I didn’t realize—”
“It’s okay,” I said smiling down at her.
The last thing I wanted was to scare her, but I supposed it was good that she saw this sort of thing firsthand. Even if it was a bit soon. “I think Granger and his sub will be willing to forgive you if you apologize for ruining their demo.” I looked over at Granger and gave him a harsh look. “Right?”
“Of course,” Amber said. “I’m so sorry I interfered. I’m new to all of this and I just—”
“No. She needs to be punished for her indiscretion.”
I glared at Granger again. He’d always been a thorn in my side. I was a higher-up in the organization, but he always made sure I knew that his father had been on the board and he figured that gave him special privileges. “I think an apology is perfectly fine. She’s a new sub. She didn’t know.”
“Punishment is the only way she’ll learn,” he said, challenging me.
“No, it absolutely is not. Now get the hell back or some real punishment is going to be doled out, and not to a sub.”
“Is this your sub, Andrews?”
I heard a voice behind me, but I didn’t have to turn around to see who it was. Brandon, my mentor and the head of the entire BDSM organization, was getting involved now.
I looked back down at Amber. “You don’t have to do this. I would strongly advise against it.”
Amber looked up at me with pleading eyes. “But I already told them I was. I’m so sorry that I embarrassed you. I want to make things right.”
“It’s not me I’m worried about.” I turned around and addressed Brandon. “She is, but she’s new. She’s only had one session of training and there’s no way she should be held responsible for what happened. This is so silly. It was an honest mistake.”
“I’m willing to take any punishment you think is necessary.” I turned around and looked at Amber, but she wasn’t looking at me. She was looking straight at Brandon. “It’s my fault. I made Sir look bad in front of all of you and I deserve whatever you think is best.”
“You don’t know what you’re saying, Amber,” I said to her in a low voice. “I’m trying to protect you.”
“Are you the one that will be giving me my punishment, Master?” Amber finally looked up at me, her eyes filled with hope.
“Yes, it will be me.”
“Then I’ll take whatever you believe I deserve. I trust you.”
I was astounded. I couldn’t believe Amber was saying these words to me, and in front of the entire organization.
“Looks like you’ve got yourself a good sub, Andrews,” Brandon said with a punch to my arm. “Better hold onto that one.”
“Yeah, I guess so,” I said, still looking down into the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen.
Amber
Chapter 12
The group moved to a courtyard surrounded by rose bushes, where another wooden pillory stood. Part of me wished they would have kept on walking past it. I’d seen a similar one in Damon’s cellar, and while it scared the hell out of me, after my night with him I had to admit that part of me was intrigued by the device as well.
The group gathered on one side and Damon stopped me there, with my back facing them.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his forehead wrinkled with worry lines. “I can put a stop to everything right now.”
I put my hand on his chest, feeling the firm mass of muscles and remembering how it felt to have him on top of me. “It’s okay. I don’t want you to look bad in front of your … well, whoever these people are. They’re obviously important to you.”
“They’re not that important, Amber. Not as important as you—.”
“Damon,” I said, interrupting him and then hoping no one around us heard and planned to punish me for that too. “I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll go through with this punishment if you tell me everything. Everything about these people and your life and the emergency. I want to know who you are.”
Damon smiled and squeezed my shoulders. “You really are incredible. I never would have imagined you’d be interested in any of this. In my life.”
“Of course I am. I’m very interested in you.”
“The feeling’s more than mutual.” Damon bent down and kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger there for a long moment, then pulling back and looking down at me again. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I said, trying to smile and be brave, but suddenly when I glanced at the crowd that was still forming around me, my stomach dropped.
“Don’t worry, this will be quick. And I’ll make it as pleasurable for you as possible.”
Damon lifted the heavy wooden plank that made up the top half of the pillory and bent me in half, forcing my neck and wrists to rest on the lower piece of wood. “You’re mine now, Amber. You’re my beautiful sub,” he said into my ear. “You have no idea how happy that makes me.”
Damon pulled a piece of black fabric out of his jacket pocket, then tied it around my head. “Don’t worry, you won’t be able to see the others.” He pulled the cloth down securely over my eyes, blocking out the world. “Just trust me.”
With that he lowered the top piece of wood and my head and hands were trapped in between the two halves of the device.
Damon’s hands caressed my thighs, starting just above my knees and lifting my skirt as they moved higher. I swallowed hard, taking a deep breath, and closing my eyes. I could do this. It was just me and Damon together in his cellar. That’s all.
But I could hear the onlookers move closer. They didn’t say
any words but I could hear their breathing all around me when Damon pulled my skirt up over my ass. It was impossible to ignore that they were there.
“Just relax,” Damon said as he unzipped my skirt, pulling it and my panties down and letting them fall to the ground. Then, because my hands were bound by the pillory, Damon had to rip my shirt. “I’ll buy you another one,” he whispered just before the loud rip of the fabric rang out in the silent courtyard.
“Just wait till you see what’s in the back of your limo,” I said, but then realized I probably shouldn’t be talking. I always made jokes when I was nervous, and I didn’t think I’d ever been this nervous in my life.
Damon unhooked my bra and left it hanging by my wrists, then kicked my feet apart.
I was now bent in half with my breasts and everything between my legs on display in front of a group of complete strangers.
I flinched a little when his hands touched my ass, but then relaxed into his touch. “That’s good, my pet,” he said, pulling me apart and making me moan softly with pleasure. “It won’t be much different from last night, I promise.”
I could hardly believe what was happening to me. From the moment I walked into the yard behind Damon’s house, everything felt like a fast-paced, hazy dream. I let him take control, I had no choice. But not because of any rules. I let him take control because that’s what I wanted. I had a deep desire for the dark passion that only Damon could deliver.
The world around me was pitch-black, and I couldn’t see a thing. I could only feel the sensations and hear Damon’s authoritative voice, “Focus on the way it feels, Amber. That’s the only thing that matters.”
Damon’s warmth pressed against me and I realized that underneath his clothing, his cock was thick, hard, and ready. My brain screamed when I thought about what he was going to do. Was he going to fuck me in front of all of these people?
But then my mind flashed back to the woman between the two men in the courtyard. She had been in front of this entire crowd, and she was being used by multiple men.
