by Suzy Shearer
He grinned cheekily at her. “Still with this fool, Fleur? Why don’t you let me rescue you?”
“Hands off, she is taken.” Richard laughed. “But I do have a couple of beautiful women just dying to meet you.”
Lisa was amazed to see Val blush before he said, “I’m not coming back here to be some chick’s toy. I want something serious.”
Richard smiled. “Don’t worry. Things have changed a bit since you were here last. The single women that were man-hunters do not come here anymore, and the screening process is much better now. We only have genuine people, men and women, looking for long-time partners and serious interest in the lifestyle. Took a while to get rid of the wannabes but finally, we have a great mix here.”
“That’s great news.” Val grinned at Paul and Antony. “Looks like congratulations are in order for you two. If these pretty women Richard has stashed away are half as beautiful as your lovely ladies then I am one lucky man.”
Paul and Antony could not stop grinning. They were so excited that their friend was back. They were thinking about the games they used to all play together.
Val spoke up. “I am guessing you have everything planned. Do I get any sort of choice in this?”
Richard laughed and clapped his friend on the shoulder. “So, any preferences? And I don’t mean sexual. I have already sorted that out.” Everyone sat back down, waiting for Val’s answer.
“None, as long as she ends up falling madly in love with me.” Val laughed, then sobered. “Seriously, I don’t have any preconceived images, but I would like her to be in her forties. Younger women just don’t interest me at all.”
“Thought you might say that.” Richard passed over two postcards for Val to look at. “Both are switches and both enjoy wax play and bondage.”
Val studied the cards but did not get overly excited. Both women were attractive. One was thirty-nine and the other forty-two. He put them on the table in front of him, faceup, looking at them. “Thanks, Richard. They seem nice.”
Fleur was giving Richard a sour look before she said, “You’re being mean, Richard. Show him Erin’s.”
“I was saving the best till last.” Richard handed over a third card and had the satisfaction of seeing Val smile and then blush. If Val had any fantasy woman in his mind, this would be her. She had very long reddish-brown hair and light gray eyes. He flipped the card over and read that she was five nine and forty-nine. He loved his women to be tiny compared to his six ten. Back to the front of the card again, he admired her curves, very full breasts and wide hips. She was no tiny model but a proper woman, lush body with heaps of padding and curves. He felt his dick stir in anticipation.
Richard was speaking but he had missed most of what he said. “Sorry, Rich, what did you say?”
“I said I have arranged for her to be waiting for you in a private room.” Val looked surprised.
“You were that confident that I would pick her?”
“Thank Fleur and the girls. They assured me she was perfect for you.” Richard grinned and said, “Ready to meet her?”
“Now, she is here now?” Val looked even more nervous.
Richard grinned at him and nodded, then stood, watching Val. “I know you, you will think of excuses and try to delay things, so on your feet. Let’s go.”
Val took a deep breath, stood and said, “Okay then let’s do it now.”
He and Richard left the others and walked into the Club. Richard tapped on a closed door and opened it for Val. “Good luck,” he whispered and handed him a packet containing condoms, a new flogger and paddle.
Chapter Two
Val hesitated at the doorway, and then walked in, closing it behind him. She was waiting for him, standing beside the bench. He looked at her and she felt her heart leap. Fleur had told her he was gorgeous but she could not believe how much, and then he smiled and she felt her juices start to dribble!
Val was unsure what to say. He took in her body and face. She had her hair twisted up on top of her head and he was stunned at what he saw. She was perfect for him. She smiled nervously and said, “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.” He walked over, unsure of what to say.
“I’m Erin.” She giggled nervously. She was obviously as unsure as he was, but she held out her hand. He took it, and it felt soft and tiny in his.
“Val.” He felt himself blush but hoped she would not notice with his darker skin. “I would like to get to know you, to know what you enjoy. Shall we sit down?” He was still holding her hand, so he led her across to a sofa and they sat together.
“You know I am a switch.”
She drew her breath and opened her mouth slightly, then nodded. He felt his cock get harder.
She nodded again and said, “That’s good for me, because I like to be flogged, love wax and bondage. However, I expect my partner to let me do similar things to them, to like the same. I do have hard limits and I expect you would to.” It was Val’s turn to nod.
“Yes I do, I am thinking we can discuss those as we go. Look, this may seem really forward of me but, well…you excite me.”
“I…um…” She unexpectedly blushed. “I would love to play now, would you?” she said hesitantly. Val grinned at her.
“Oh yes. I would so love to play. I would love to see what is under those pretty clothes.” He looked at her face. “I want to kiss you.”
She grinned and said, “About time,” and leant forward into his lips. Pow! Talk about electricity. Both of them felt it. This was no ordinary attraction. He deepened the kiss and felt her tongue exploring. She nibbled on his lip and then sucked on his tongue. This was exciting, this was passion, and this was chemistry. They broke and looked at each other. Both were panting slightly and both had that rosy blush. Her eyes were wide and he hoped she felt the same damn way as he did.
“I’m pretty certain this is the start of a lifetime’s fun.” He shook his head. “That was some kiss.”
If she was halfway in love with him before meeting, after that kiss, she was almost there. “I have to agree. Anyway, there is so much of you I want to explore.” And leaning forward, she kiss him again, purring deeply in her throat and running her hands across his chest. They drew apart.
Val felt so drawn to this woman. She was even more perfect to him in the flesh than in the postcard he had seen. He lent across and kissed her gently on the mouth again. He pressed a little harder and was rewarded when she opened her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth. He felt her hands running lower. She gave a little groan as the kiss deepened, their tongues dancing together. Val could feel little knots in his stomach and knew she was feeling the chemistry as well.
He drew back. Her face was flushed and she was breathing faster as she whispered, “Oh…er…that was…that was amazing! I thought the first one was great but…” Val could only nod his agreement.
They sat looking at each other for a moment, until Erin dropped her hand even lower to run her hand across the top of his thigh. Val’s cock jumped in response and he noticed Erin gave a little grin.
“I want to see you,” she whispered breathlessly.
“And I want to see you, too. I want to run my hands across your gorgeous body. Will you show me?”
Erin stood in front of him. She was wearing a blouse and shirt, and she had stockings and fuck-me heels. Slowly, she unbuttoned her blouse. Underneath, she wore a white, see-through brassiere. He could see the dark outline of her areola and the bumps of her nipples.
She removed her blouse and dropped it to the floor beside her. Reaching behind, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground. She stood before him. She wore a garter belt to hold up her stockings, had no panties on, and her pussy was waxed smooth.
Val could only stare. She was beautiful. Such full breasts. Lots of curves and padding on her gorgeous body. He leant forward to run his hand across her stomach, letting it trail downward.
“Take off your bra,” he gasped.
She reached her arms behind and un
fastened it, letting the straps slide down her arms. She slowly let it slip down until her full breasts spilled out. Val groaned in delight as he felt their weight in his hands, her nipples hardening as soon as he touched her. He watched as she took off the garter belt and her stockings.
“Lie across the bench. I want to see you. I want to play with you.”
“Yes,” she panted.
She moved to the bench and lay in front of him, her legs on either side of the leather-covered bench on the pads. He stepped forward and restrained her ankles. Her lovely, wet pussy was displayed for him. He moved to her head and tied her arms above her.
He whispered, “Please use the Club safe word if I go to exceed your hard limits.” She looked at him and nodded.
Val stripped off and had the pleasure of hearing her groan when she saw him naked. She looked him up and down, from the top of his shaved head to his toes. His body, covered in tattoos, had nipple rings and his cock, standing proudly, had an Apadravya piercing. She almost creamed just thinking of that cock inside her.
He loved the way her full breasts hung slightly to the side, and ran his hand across them then down the rub across her wet slit. He pushed her lips aside and saw how wet she was. He rubbed his finger through her sweet juices.
“Would you enjoy a little wax play now?”
Erin’s eyes half-closed in delight as she said, “I would love it.”
He walked over to the table set along one wall and picked up a lit candle. Val loved wax play. He loved decorating a woman’s body with it and he loved it when he was a “bottom” and it was dripped onto him.
He returned to stand in front of her and then slowly dripped the hot wax from a height onto one breast and then the other. He felt delighted when she moaned with pleasure as each drip hit her skin. He aimed for her nipples, watching her writhe. He dripped a line from her breast to just above her navel. She was groaning louder as he continued to drip wax across her breasts, then down across her naked crotch. She was practically climaxing as each drip hit her.
He blew out the candle and put it aside to pick up the thin paddle. Starting at the dried wax on her stomach, he began to hit her, the dried wax breaking free. He watched as her nipples peaked to hard pebbles with each stroke of the paddle. He continued across her body, lifting the wax as he went until most was gone.
Setting the paddle aside, he began to use the flogger on her, beginning with her breasts. He moved down her body and then began to flick across her waxed slit. He watched, as she got wetter and wetter with each hit. They were both caught up in the pleasure/pain experience as he flogged her more and harder.
Nothing was better when he was in “top” mode than to watch a woman’s excitement when he used force on her. Seeing her body redden in response to the flogs got him so hard.
She looked at him through slitted eyes, her breath coming in pants. He moved between her legs and rolled on a condom. Using his fingers, he tugged on her outer lips and was rewarded with a groan. Next time they played, he would clamp them, but for now, he pinched them between his fingers. She wriggled down and he slapped her across her clit.
As she gasped, he thrust his cock into her, delighted at the sound of his balls hitting her. Pumping back and forth as hard as he could, he leaned forward to pinch her nipples hard between his fingers. She was close to coming and he wanted to join her. He increased speed, knowing his piercing would be increasing her sensations, his balls thumping against her. He could feel her muscles start to grab his cock as he thrust in as deep as he could and held it there. She began to spasm, gripping his cock tight, and it sent him over the edge, too. He stayed between her legs until they both stopped spasming and then he withdrew. He removed the condom and dumped it, then untied her. Using a moist towelette, he cleaned her, then himself, before helping her to her feet. He led her over to a lounge and sat with her. She put her legs over his and he wrapped his arms around her.
She was rubbing her hand across his arms and chest, both slowly coming down from the high. No words were necessary, both taking comfort from each other and enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms. After about half an hour, she looked up at him shyly and he grinned down at her.
“I think we can safely say I enjoyed that.”
She blushed but replied, “As did I, it was wonderful.”
They were silent again for a few minutes when Erin spoke. “Tell me, Richard said you are hoping to make a permanent arrangement with someone. Is that right?”
“Yes, I am. In fact, I would prefer a relationship rather than an arrangement. I would like to be able to see the woman outside of the Club. Ideally, I would hope that we would live together and have an equal partnership both inside and outside the Club.” He saw her grin and felt excited by the prospect that this woman may be perfect for him. “Even more perfect would be if we both fell in love with each other.”
Erin was feeling very excited, too. Fleur had approached her about four weeks ago and since then, she had been fantasizing about this man. She was halfway to being in love with him just from looking at his picture and hearing Fleur talk about him. It was hard to find someone who was a switch like she was. Most men were either Doms or subs. Erin love submitting, but she also got turned on when she was dominating a man. The fact that a man could enjoy being bound or whipped by her was so exciting.
Now, after that fabulous orgasm and hearing his desires, she knew that they were both on the same path. She did not want a partner that she only saw in the Club. She was greedy. She wanted a full-time relationship.
“What about you? What are you looking for?” He was rubbing his hand up and down her legs and she was distracted every time it got to the top.
She cleared her throat. “The same as you. I really am not interested in just having a sexual partner. I want the whole shebang.”
He grinned down at her, knowing what his hand was doing to her, and he kept rubbing everywhere but where she wanted. “Want to play some more? Think we had better see how you, and I, enjoy you being on top.” He was rewarded with another blush. He was crossing his fingers that this playtime went well.
Erin was excited. This would give them both a good idea if they were suited. For her, it was so arousing, inflicting consensual pain on her partner, provided they took pleasure from it as well. To know that Val was happy to be the “bottom” at times meant she could explore her dominating side. It was also about trust. Her previous partners had been lovely, but there just was not full trust and when one submitted to someone, they handed over full control to them. If one didn’t trust his or her partner, they would never completely submit. She loved the vulnerability she could see in Val. He was honest with it.
She stood and walked over to one wall where there were chains hanging from the ceiling. “You said you like bondage? I would like to see.”
He nodded and joined her, and got a rush of excitement when she cupped his balls before buckling restraints to both wrists. She lowered the chains and hooked both wrists before raising them. She bent before him to restrain his ankles and spread them wide. Looking up, she saw him watching her, so she ran her tongue across his cock, flicking his piercing with her tongue. Standing back to admire him, she thought he looked perfect, spreadeagled in front of her.
She took two fine chains from a cabinet nearby and hooked one on each ring in his nipples. He drew his breath and held it as she linked them together and added weights, watching his face to make sure she did not exceed his limit yet. When she felt there was enough weight, she walked around his body, admiring his tight buttocks. Lifting a paddle, she struck one cheek, then the other. She was pleased when he wriggled a little. Hitting three times in rapid succession she was pleased to see the muscles tense even more with each strike.
“Do you like to be caned?”
“Yes, yes I do,” he gasped.
She picked up a long cane and told him to count as she hit. She did not want to hear him call her Mistress, but she wanted him to know she was the one in control. She had to s
ee if he would trust her to care for his well-being when she was the one dominating.
“One, two, three, four…” He was panting harder as he said, “Five…six…”
She studied her handiwork, lovely red welts across his buttocks. She walked to the front of him and saw his hard cock was so swollen. She flicked it with her fingers and delighted in his moan, so she flicked it again, harder, while she pulled on the chains hanging from his nipples. She wanted to ride him but with him hanging there, it was too awkward, so she lowered the chains and unhooked his wrists, then his ankles. Forcing him over the bench, she attached the restraints and was pleased when he grimaced as his buttocks rubbed against the leather cover.
Picking up the flogger, she struck across his groin and his stomach. If possible, his cock became even harder, so she worked the flogger up and down his body and the tops of his thighs, occasionally pulling on the weights on his nipples. When she had him groaning, she walked to his head and leaned over.
“I am going to ride your cock. I will not let you come until after I do.” She grinned wickedly.
* * * *
“Ah…yes.” He moaned a little as she bit his ear hard to reinforce her words. She tore open a condom and rolled it so slowly onto his cock that he thought he would burst.
Straddling him, she lowered herself onto his cock. He thought he would come, feeling her hot, tight cunt squeeze his dick, but he held his breath and tried to think of anything other than the wonderful sensation. She began moving up and down on him, loving it as she slid back and forth, faster and faster, panting hard. He watched as her full breasts jiggled up and down in time to her strokes on his cock. I have to taste them, he thought, then realised that he was close to coming and tried to look away.
He felt her muscles grip his dick hard as she thrust down as far as she could, then halted, screaming, as she came hard on him. He felt her legs shudder as her orgasm went on, and he lifted his buttocks to push her further onto his cock. She smiled at him and began sliding on and partly off fast, letting him match her thrusts. He focused on those lush, wonderful bouncing tits, thrust hard into her and felt his cum fill the condom. He grinned up at her as she continued to ride him for a minute or two before sliding off his semi-limp cock.
