by Livia Grant
Titters of nervous laughter made it to Chase.
As there was only one other Male/male pairing, the remaining two men already knew they were paired together. Chase watched the sub, Randy DePaul, climbing the stairs quickly before leaning in close to his Dom for the night, Brett Woodridge as he threw the marble in to draw Oral Sex as their first kink.
Chase moved on to the next pairings of Female/female partners. Repeating the process, he first had the top, Andrea, spin and she was assigned popular tennis pro, Jessica Tennant. When it was her turn to spin, Jessica rolled Breath Play. He heard a few gasps from the crowd when Emma announced their kink.
The other Female/female pairing was up next. The Domme was the very beautiful Candice, who was dressed in a power suit and looking very much like a woman who knew how to take control. Tonight, she would be dominating Pinkie Pie, an adorable petite sub decked out in hot pink everything. Neither woman seemed too happy when they rolled Latex Play on the wheel, but they stepped to the side without a comment.
Chase moved on to introduce the only female Domme/male submissive couple.
“Unfortunately, we didn’t have others sign up in this category, but we were lucky that Mistress Nancy and Naughty Boy did. If you would both join Emma and me on the stage, you’ve been matched to play together.”
Chase watched as the Black Light regular, Mistress Nancy, climbed the stairs. She was dressed in a leather sheath dress with thigh-high leather boots––her favorite punishment implement, her trusty riding crop, already hung at her hip.
Chase was careful to keep himself closest to her knowing that the sadistic Domme scared the shit out of Emma. He had never admitted it to Emma, but she sort of scared the shit out of him too.
He glanced to the opposite set of stairs leading to the stage and found Judge James McDonald, a federal judge in his fifties, on his way to join them. He was dressed in childish looking clothes to play off his nickname, Naughty Boy. Chase had to bite his inner cheek to keep from breaking into a grin.
When the judge appeared too intimidated to get close to his Domme for the night, Chase encouraged him. “If you’d please join Emma, you can roll for your activity.”
When the contestant’s feet still refused to move, Mistress Nancy took action. Stepping close enough to the judge to grab him by his left earlobe, she literally dragged him to the roulette wheel while lecturing him. “We don’t have all day here, boy. Let’s get on with it or I’ll have to spin for you,” she warned.
Chase could see the sub’s hand shaking as he reached out to take the marble from Emma. He released it into the spinning wheel as quickly as possible.
He stepped closer and the second he saw the wheel stop, he knew that they had a small problem. Chuckling, Chase announced to those in the audience who couldn’t see the wheel, “We have a bit of a problem. We probably should have taken the Sybian Orgasm Torture off the activities wheel for this particular pairing since there is a male—”
He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Mistress Nancy had stepped into Chase’s personal space, motioning for him to zip it. “We’ll keep this activity,” she asserted.
Chase tried to explain, “But, it’s for…”
“Is this on Naughty Boy’s hard limit list?” she asked pointedly.
Chase was flustered. “Well, no. As men don’t usually…”
She cut him off again. “If it’s not on his hard limits, then we’ll keep the spin.”
The judge couldn’t contain his nervous groan.
Chase tried again to explain to the Domme this wasn’t going to work, but she actually reached out and held her finger to his lips to quiet him with a ‘zip it’ motion. She then proudly pronounced, “He may not have a pussy, but he has a boi pussy. I can change out the dildo with a nice, big butt plug. I’ll shove it up his ass and lock him up in a constricting cock ring and voila, a fun activity for a naughty boy.”
“Well alrighty then.” Chase didn’t know what else to say after an outburst like that, so he and Emma just stood awkwardly, watching as Mistress Nancy pulled her humiliated submissive towards the back of the stage where they would wait for the play to begin.
Before Chase could regain control of the chuckling crowd and announce the beginning of the fifteen Male/female couples, a commotion in the general area of waiting submissive women caught his attention. Several women had squealed and he could now see a half dozen people in a circle looking down at something on the floor.
Emma looked pale, and he moved close to her, placing his arm around her shoulders and pulling her to lean on him.
“You’re doing great so far, baby. I’m so happy to have you up here helping me this year. I can’t thank you enough.”
She swatted his arm playfully. “You don’t need to thank me.” She turned more serious. “I wonder what’s going on down there?” she asked, pointing at the group on the main floor.
“You stay here. I’ll go check it out.”
“Okay, but hurry back.”
By the time Chase arrived at the grouping, all he could see was one of the regular Doms who was set to play carrying off what appeared to be an unconscious redheaded woman. Jaxson had come over to check things out and let him know, “We’re moving her into the recovery room to assess what’s wrong. We have an EMT on duty tonight who will make sure she’s okay. You should just keep going with the other couples.”
“Okay, sounds good.”
Chase was about to turn and head back up to restart the show when Jaxson grabbed him by the shirt front and pulled him into a deep kiss. It only lasted a few long seconds, but when the kiss ended, Jaxson grinned.
“You and Emma look perfect up on the stage. I just wanted to tell you that.”
Chase teased, “Well of course we do,” earning a playful swat from his Dom before climbing the steps back to the stage.
They had an impromptu intermission while the DMs handled the sick submissive. He and Emma used the few minutes to get reorganized for the upcoming pairings.
He grabbed the mic again to restart the pairing ceremony. “Okay, we had a bit of excitement there, but I’m sure you’re all as excited as I am to see the remaining couples paired and get them started playing. So if the remaining fifteen Doms who signed up to play could join me here on the stage, I’ll have you pick your number to determine who will roll the wheel when.”
Chase watched as the group of men milling around started climbing the stairs to the stage. One by one each man drew a popsicle stick that had their number placement. Several men groaned as they looked at their stick, presumably unhappy with their number.
He was about to ask the Dom who had the number one to step forward when Chase saw Victor, a Black Light regular, approaching Emma with his number one proudly held out.
Emma announced to everyone, “Mr. Blackheart drew the number one.”
Chase waved him over to the first roulette wheel and gave him a marble. Victor didn’t waste any time throwing the ball, watching until his submissive’s name was chosen.
“And he landed on Brooklyn!” Chase called out, searching through the sea of submissives, waiting until he saw one of taller submissives who was new to the club moving towards the stage stairs. Garreth was there to help her up.
He took a minute to admire how gracious and gorgeous Emma looked as she spun the activity wheel, smiling reassuringly at her fellow submissive as she handed the marble ball to drop and even urging the nervous contestant to “Throw it in,” when she stood frozen.
Emma leaned in to see the result and called out over her microphone, “Pet play!”
Chase was about to usher the couple to the back of the stage to wait for the other pairs when Victor announced, “Brooklyn’s going to roll all three scenes now so we don’t have to come back up here.”
Chase could see the panic in Emma’s eyes at the demanded change to the rules. He threw a dirty look at Victor, in part for changing the rules to suit himself, but more so because Emma was already nervous enough. He hated to add to
her stress. Chase smiled reassuringly at her and nodded to let her know it was fine to let them roll again now if they wanted, praying all of the other doms didn’t try to pull the same trick.
The second roll for Mr. Blackheart and Brooklyn was a Wild Card, basically Dom’s Choice. The room chuckled when Sybian Orgasm Torture was the third roll. He suspected Brooklyn’s experience at that station would be a bit different than Naughty Boy’s would be.
Chase checked his watch. Between the late start, the intermission to deal with the fainting submissive and Victor wanting to roll all three activities at once, they were running incredibly behind.
Thank fuck we started at seven-thirty instead of eight this year.
The second Dom to roll was Maxim, a Black Light regular who played the game last year, making him a pro at Roulette. He was already next to the wheel and within a minute, had rolled his submissive, Paula, who had then rolled Needle Play as their first activity.
Looking back at the pool of remaining Doms, Chase asked, “Would number three please step up to the wheel?”
One of the tallest men on the stage, Silas Crenshaw, stepped forward looking as ominous as he always did. Chase was not a short man, but without a doubt, he always felt a bit intimidated by the larger-than-life sadist who liked to push his submissives harder than most. He sure hoped the wheel chose wisely when picking a partner for Silas. Not just any sub could handle his level of dominance.
“Master Silas, welcome.” He handed the ball to the Dom who quickly threw it in. The ball settled in on a name and Chase smiled. Perhaps the wheel did know what it was doing.
“Bianca!” She was a member as well, although Chase wasn’t sure if the two experienced lifestylers had ever scened together before or not.
He got his answer when the beautiful brunette joined the men and she taunted her Dom for the night with a sly, “Well, well… I know all about you, Silas.”
Silas grinned a predatory smile as he replied. “I don’t know what entertains me more… you thinking you know me, or me getting to put you in your place tonight.”
Chase couldn’t help but laugh at the entertaining show the couple on stage was putting on for the room full of spectators. “This looks like a fun pair, everyone. Bianca, you’ll choose the activity.”
Emma handed Bianca the ball as the activity wheel was spinning. Bianca continued her teasing “Oh please. Let it be tickling. That would be so much fun.”
Silas growled at her to “Drop the fucking ball.” Chase grinned, hearing chuckles throughout the crowd.
“Flogging! And it looks like they’re happy with the choice, everyone. If you’ll join the others we’ve got a lot more couples to pair up.” He tried to shuffle them along quickly.
When he called for number four to join him next to the wheel, another regular at Black Light, stepped forward.
“Grayson!”
The dom threw the ball into the wheel, but he seemed distracted, spending more time looking out towards the group of submissives than he did looking at the wheel.
Chase called out for his partner, “Sophie47” when the wheel stopped.
Grayson leaned closer to Chase and spoke softly in his ear. “The woman who fainted earlier was Sophie. She had to drop out, as did Scott. There will only be fourteen Male/female couples after all.”
Chase nodded his understanding and then relayed the information to the audience. “I’m sorry, but it seems Sophie had a medical emergency and won’t be playing with us this evening. Gray will spin again.”
This time, the wheel landed on, “Dani!” Chase didn’t know much about this submissive other than she’d been a referral from their contacts over at the Overtime club. As the lovely sub started making her way up to the stage, an audible, “No!” from another waiting contestant could be heard.
As soon as Dani was at the top of the stairs, she questioned Grayson, “Did you do this on purpose?”
Gray chuckled. “How the hell would I do this?”
It was easy to see the two knew each other, although Chase wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. The couple joined Emma near the activity wheel. Emma must have picked up on Dani’s nervousness because she asked the sub, “Everything okay?”
But it was Gray who answered. “Yep, perfect. Go on, Dani, spin.” The Dom took a marble Chase was holding and handed it to Dani, adding, “Spin for our activity, well, our second activity.”
Chase wanted to ask what the hell that was supposed to mean, but in looking at the dynamics between the two, decided it was better he didn’t know.
Dani threw the marble in with enough velocity that it bounced around much more than normal. Finally Emma called out, “Pain Play!”
Chase reached to hand Gray the limits card for his sub for the night. “Here are the limits for Dani.”
The next couple to be matched went smoothly for Chase. A regular Dom, Clark, who was a helluva big guy, rolled a sub by the name of Sex Kitten. Chase almost felt sorry for her when she rolled Humiliation.
“Number six, please join me next to the wheel,” Chase announced. One of their original members when the club opened, Dean, moved forward to take the marble next. He and Chase were on friendly terms, but he was all business as he rolled tonight. When the wheel stopped, Chase started to raise the microphone to call out Gabriella’s name, but Dean stopped him, reaching out to the wheel and moving the ball to the slot with Melinda’s name on it.
Chase looked up to find a determined lock to the Dom’s jaw as he shouted out to the crowd, “Sorry to break the rules, but Melinda and I have an unfinished conversation to continue.”
What the fuck? Tonight was rule breaking night, apparently.
Chase stood frozen, unsure how to handle this turn of events. As always when he was uncertain, his gaze turned out into the group of businessmen sitting near the front of the audience, seeking Jaxson. This was Jaxson’s call on how he wanted to handle this little rebellion. He could tell Jax was about as happy with Dean in that moment as Chase was, but he eventually gave Chase a quick nod of approval.
Spencer, the dungeon master, had also moved to the edge of the stage. Chase looked at him next and he too gave a curt nod of approval for the deviation of the original plan. Had it been a new-to-them Dom, he doubted Dean would have got away with that kind of bullshit move.
Once Melinda, a submissive who looked vaguely familiar to Chase, had joined Dean, she threw the marble and within seconds Chase announced, “Knife Play” as their kink.
Dom number seven ended up being Brayden, a club member. He threw his marble in and Chase called out “Baby07” when the wheel stopped. A stray shout of, “No!”, came from the area of the stage where the already paired couples waited. Chase had no clue who might have shouted it, but started to get annoyed when none of the women submissives were moving towards Garreth near the stairs to the stage.
He was just about to call out the sub’s name again when Brayden grabbed his microphone and addressed his sub for the night with a demanding, “Baby, C’mere. Seems we’re partnered up for the night.”
Finally a young woman started moving towards the stage. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the two people who had been paired together had history. From the vibe Chase was picking up on, it wasn’t all wine and roses. He just smiled, knowing that those kind of couples often provided the hottest entertainment.
Brayden whispered something under his breath that Chase couldn’t quite pick up, but he clearly heard Baby’s response of, “Nice to see you too, Brayden.”
“In here, you’ll call me Master, sweetheart.”
Chase bit back his smile at the indignant huff the sub released at that little pronouncement. She reluctantly threw the marble in the activity wheel and landed on, “Pet Play!”
Before Chase could even check this against the limits list, both contestants yelled out “Hard limit!” in unison.
Chase stated the obvious, “Both hard limits. Seems you two are well matched.”
The next spin
was “Role Play.”
Brayden asked Baby, “Not a hard limit?”
She shook her head no and he confirmed, “I could have fun with that.”
Baby wasn’t impressed. Her “Whatever,” was full of snark.
As a switch, Chase knew no self-respecting Dom would let his sub get away with sass like that while barely beginning. Brayden didn’t disappoint, pulling Baby against him to deliver a private correction against her ear.
Chase began to wonder if Baby had a death wish when she blurted out, “Yes, Master. Whatever you say, Master. I hear and obey.” The words were fine. It was the delivery dripping with sarcasm that acted like throwing gas on a fire.
Brayden followed Victor’s earlier lead and asked Chase and Emma to roll all three activities now so they wouldn’t have to come back to the wheel. Having let someone else already break this rule, Chase felt obligated to let Brayden to do the same.
The second roll was another Sybian Orgasm Torture, a very popular activity for the wheel so far tonight. Lucky for Baby, she’d put it on her hard limit. Her next roll was “Whipping,” and their third roll was “Bondage.”
They were only at the halfway point of the M/f pairings and it was almost eight. When Chase called out for the eighth Dom, a guest member from Australia, Noah Carver, stepped forward. Chase thought Noah was a good guy who was a master with a whip. He’d been in town and had performed several private classes and coaching sessions with less experienced dominants.
The men shook hands and Noah greeted him with a “G’day, mate.”
“Welcome. So glad you could stay in town for the event. Let’s roll you a submissive.”
When the wheel stopped Chase leaned in and called out, “Hadlee!”
The submissive started towards them, looking like she stopped briefly to say something to Garreth on the way up the stairs. When she rolled for their kink, the wheel rolled another duplicate for the night. Chase called out, “Whipping!”
