Bound Innocence - A story of Love and Bondage: about Sexy friends and Fetishes (Bound to be Free Book 1)

by Veronica Cane

  Bound

  Innocence

  Emily Bondage Awakening

  Veronica Cane

  Thesios LLC

  Orlando, FL 32854

  Copyright © 2015 by Veronica Cane

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, without prior written permission.

  Thesios LLC

  P O Box 540375

  Orlando, FL 32854

  www.thesios.com

  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

  Bound Innocence/ Veronica Cane. -- 1st Ed.

  ISBN 978-1517385439

  To Carlee Rose

  Without her, this book would never have been written.

  Her love of writing, inspiration and encouragement

  were crucial to me and the creation of this book.

  CONTENTS

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Spanish Version……………………………………………………..….

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Excerpts from Taming Rose

  Excerpts from Submission Chapter 8

  Chapter 1

  Emily woke up, as coming out of a weird dream and opened her eyes slowly. Her mind was confused, and she couldn't remember where she was. Trying to clear her head, she looked around just to notice a big, tanned hand over her left breast, cradling it, completely. Her eyes travelled down and discovered a brawny thigh, crossed over her own. She was cuddled up against a man, a very big, muscular man; her buttocks were pressed against his obvious, morning erection and her head was using his broad chest as a pillow.

  "Oh, god! The club!" she mumbled, as memories started to flow like a raging torrent, as she recalled last night's events.

  The girls had come to her house to invite her to go clubbing, but not just any club, and yes to an exclusive and private BDSM club, on the outskirts of town. They had been invited by a member, a Dom called Mark, to what they called 'Beginners' Night'.

  Emily had always secretly desired to visit one of those, ever since she had been to a public one, and even when fear seemed to overcome her will, she just couldn't say no. Hell, chances like that, didn't come often.

  "So, Em, what do you say? Will you come with us?" her friend Rose asked her, holding her hands trying to convince her.

  "I… don't have anything to put on! At least not like what you guys are wearing" she answered looking at her friends gowns. Rose, with her long, straight, blonde mane, was wearing a mini black dress, that barely covered her generous curves, and Faith, with her short, black hair, had a red latex top that matched a mini skirt of the same material, and they both had some insanely high heels on.

  Rose chuckled happily and winking one eye, she gave her the plastic bag she had brought in. "We took care of that. You only have to get changed, and we can leave. Punctuality is required, so hurry up, please… pretty please?" she asked.

  "Yes, Em, come with us. It will be awesome!" Faith added.

  Emily looked at her friends that looked back at her with expectation and decided.

  "Ok, I'll go!" The girls gave little jumps of joy, as Emily, grabbed the bag and went to her bedroom to get changed. Her friends had brought her a black satin corset, with lace trim and a skirt matching it that only managed to cover her big, round hips. She had a bit of trouble getting her big breasts into the corset, but the final effect was astonishing. She put on some black silk stockings attached to a lace garter and of course, similar shoes to those her friends were wearing.

  She left her long, curled, red hair loose over her mid back, and put on some make up. She went back to the living room, and the three girls left the house amid jokes and giggles.

  It was their first time to a club like that. They had been to another one in the center of town but it had been pretty disappointing. They had started to get interested in BDSM after they read '50 shades of grey' as most women in the country, but Emily had felt as if she had found what she had been missing her whole life. The book had opened a new universe for her, and since then she had read everything she could lay hands on.

  This club was placed in a city area that previously had all kinds of stores that had been reconstructed to give place to clubs, restaurants and discos. The club was called 'R's Playhouse' and occupied a huge two-floor store, its walls made of bricks. From outside you would never guess what it was. The place's name was on a discreet golden plate near the door, and nothing else. There were no other buildings too near the club which gave it privacy.

  The girls' taxi stopped at the door and they jumped out of it.

  "Well, this is it!" Rose said. "Do any of you wants to chicken out?" she asked, looking at her friends.

  They all giggled but none did.

  "Let's do this then!" She said and went to the door and rang the bell. After a few moments, a man, in his early thirties, who looked Latin, with his tanned skin, black hair, and that unmistakable look of Latin lover, opened the door. He was wearing what they would find out later was the club’s uniform: black leather pants and vest.

  "Good evening ladies my name is Jorge, and I'm the Club's security guard. How can I be of service for you?" the man asked, his accent confirming her suspicions.

  "We're here for 'Beginner's night'" Rose explained, showing him an invitation.

  "Very well, my friend over there will help you." The man explained, pointing at a woman wearing a black latex dress, and a black leather collar on her neck that was coming down the small hall.

  "Good evening ladies my name is Sally, I'm the Club's Hostess, may I help you, tonight?" she asked with a soft voice, when she reached them.

  Rose cleared her throat and answered. "We have been invited for 'Beginners' Night'."

  "Oh, may I have your invitation, please?"

  Rose gave it to her. The woman read it quickly and smiling stepped aside motioning them to walk down the corridor. There, she opened a door that took them to the reception area an extremely luxurious room, decorated in tones of red and gold. Sitting at a desk, was another woman, dressed like the one that drove them there.

  "You must register with my friend Phoebe, and sign all the forms before you are able to enter the club" she informed the girls, signaling the woman at the desk.

  The other woman gave them the forms. They were similar to the ones they had seen in the other club, but more complete, with a long questionnaire of limits and desires.

  Emily read her own with her heart thundering against her chest. In a moment of unexplained panic, she wished to mark 'No' to everything. Trying to calm herself down, she reread the questions and marked them correctly. Extreme pain: a definitive NO; erotic pain: yes; spanking: maybe; fireplay: not even knew what that was, but better NO; bondage: the simple thought of it had her clenching her thighs together, so a definitive YES; sex: well… that could be a maybe; getting naked in public: she didn’t like that much, but it wasn't a hard no; and so she went on. When she was done, she signed the form that came in duplicate, and handed it over to the woman at the desk. Her friends did the same.
The woman took them, stamped them and handed over the duplicate to them.

  "You must keep these with you and give them to whoever you want to play with. Enjoy your night!" she informed them. "Sally will escort you to the main room. Have fun!"

  Sally guided them through another door that took them to another hallway. She opened another door and led them in. It was a locker room. "Please leave your purses and coats here. You won't need them inside, the drinks are on the house, but only two alcoholic ones." Sally informed.

  The girls put their bags and coats in a locker and followed the woman out again. A few steps away, she opened another door, and Emily felt as if she had just walked inot one of her hot dreams.

  The main room.

  It was simply amazing, as if it fulfilled all of her hopes and dreams of what a BDSM club should be. It was a huge room, with a bar next to the entrance, some tables and couches displayed near it, a big stage in the center of the room, and small areas surrounding the stage, with all kinds of toys, such as St. Andrews Crosses, benches of all types and forms, chains, and other things she couldn't even recognize. People wearing all kinds of clothes were wandering around, and the place was crowded, despite the fact it was only 9:00 pm.

  From the surround sound system you could hear Evanescence singing 'My immortal' adding an even better ambiance to place.

  Sally took them to a table. "You can remain here, if you wish, or wander around the room. Please remember to never interrupt a scene and always be respectful to all that approach you. You will not be forced to do anything, but I'm sure you will be invited to participate. Choose carefully. If you have doubts don't hesitate to ask any of the staff. We all dress alike."

  They sat at a table near the bar.

  "Oh, I can't believe we are actually here!" Faith whispered, impressed by the atmosphere in there.

  "Yes, this place is awesome…" Emily said, feeling a million butterflies playing in her stomach.

  "So, do you think you will agree to play tonight?" Rose asked, looking at the other two. She was the most adventurous of the three of them. She was given the invitation to the club from one of her co-workers that is a Dom here.

  "I don’t know. What about you Rose?" Faith asked back.

  "Oh, I sure hope so, darling. We won't have another opportunity like this one. The membership to this place is way out of our leagues" Rose answered, looking around, to the crowded room. "What about you, Em?" she asked looking at her.

  Emily blushed. If Rose was the most adventurous, she was the shyest. But she agreed with Rose in one thing: it was unlikely they could come here again.

  "Like you, I would love to try" she confessed.

  "Then let's promise each other to throw fears behind us and really try to have some fun here. What do you say?" Rose proposed.

  They looked at each other and then they held out their right hands on the table, one over the other, as they used to, every time they made pacts.

  "Ok, then, I'll get us some drinks" Rose said getting up.

  Emily looked around enjoying the music, noticing the people around them. There were lots of men dressed in black leather pants and vests, women in latex clothes; she could even see some women totally naked, with just a collar around their necks, and being led by a leash by their Dom’s.

  Rose came back with some cokes; they knew it would be better to stay sober in a place like this and they stayed at the table, sipping theirs drinks, looking around and chatting.

  After a while, a tall, amazingly handsome man, looking as if he had just gotten out of a Viking ship, approached their table.

  "Hello, Rose, I'm very pleased to see that you decided to accept my invitation!" he said with a lethal smile. "Please introduce me to your friends!" the request sounded pretty much as an order and Rose blushed beautifully and nodded.

  "Yes… of course… girls, this is Mark… the friend that gave me the invitation…" she spluttered."Mark, they are Emily and Faith, my best friends."

  "Hello, girls, it's a great pleasure to meet Rose's best friends, but please remember that here you have to refer to me as Master Mark. Is that alright with you?"

  They nodded. Emily kept her eyes on Rose, astonished by her friend's reaction to this man. All her self-confidence seemed as if it had never existed. God! She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen her so blushed, and what to say about her spluttering. It was obvious there was something going on there.

  "Girls, do you think I can take Rose with me for a while? I would love to show her around," the man asked politely.

  "No… I can't leave them… alone here…" Rose spluttered, again.

  "Go Rose, we will be alright here!" Faith said. She had also noticed the flowing current between those two.

  "Yes, sweetie, go ahead!" Emily added, smiling. Rose looked at her friends, desperately trying to send silent messages to them, but the other two just smiled.

  "Let's go then!" the order was again quite clear in his tone, and when he extended his hand to her, she just put hers in it, getting up.

  Emily and Faith watched them leave and then looked at each other.

  "It seems Miss Rose has been hiding things from us!" Faith said, puzzled by Rose's actions.

  "Oh, yes, I agree with you. It's obvious something is going on between those two," Emily sighed, "I bet we won't be seeing her much for the rest of the evening," she added, giggling.

  Faith nodded.

  "I think I'll go for a walk, do you want to come with me?" Faith said, finishing her drink.

  "Yes, but I'll visit the ladies room, first. Go ahead I'll meet you when I'm done."

  Emily went to the restroom and when she came out, she started walking around looking for Faith. It didn't take her time to find her. She was engaged in a conversation with a hot woman, near the bar. Unwilling to intrude, Emily made her a sign and went back to their table. She had no desire to go exploring by herself.

  "Good evening, miss!" a deep, husky voice sounded just above her, making her jump in her chair, her eyes shooting up.

  A tall, brawny, tanned man was standing next to her chair, his piercing gray eyes, looking at her, as if he could see through her, straight to her very soul.

  "Oh… good evening!" she managed to answer, her mouth suddenly drier than a desert.

  "I couldn’t help to notice you are alone, so I decided to come over here and ask for your kind help," he said, sitting in a chair next to hers, his eyes, never leaving hers.

  Emily leaned back in her chair, trying to escape the disconcerting effect this man had over her senses.

  "My… help?" she asked.

  He smiled, and leaned forward, closer to her.

  "Yes, you see, I'm due to make a demonstration of several techniques to the new guests here at the club, but the sub I was to use, called in sick" he explained.

  "Oh, that's too bad! But I still don’t see how I can help you." Emily said, leaning back a bit more.

  "You see, I think I could use you as her replacement. What do you say? Will you help me?" his eyes seemed to be hypnotizing her, and before she could even think her head was nodding.

  Snapping out of his control, she came to her senses and refused.

  "I'm sorry, I'm new at this, I've never done …"

  "Is this your form?" he asked grabbing the papers she had laid on the table, and reading them, "All I'll be showing is between the things you are willing to try. And if you feel I'm pushing you too much, physically or emotionally you can always use your safe word, ok?" he said giving the papers back to her.

  "No… I…"

  He got up, and held his hand out to her.

  "Please?" he asked, smiling.

  Again her body acted on its own will, and before she could do anything her hand was stretching to reach his.

  When their skin made contact she felt a wave of shivers go down her spine that almost made her retrieve her hand from his.

  "Good girl!" without giving her more time to think he practically dragged her to the main stage, where
a couple of assistants were waiting for his commands.

  "I'm Damian, by the way. You must refer to me as Sir, or Master Damian, ok?" he said, taking her to one of the corners of the stage. "What's your name, pet?"

  "Emily" she stuttered.

  He looked at her, raising one of his eyebrows, as if expecting for something.

  "Oh… yes, my name is Emily, sir" she said when she realized what he wanted.

  "Lovely name, Emily! What's your safe word, Emily?"

  "I… don’t have one… sir."

  He grabbed her chin in his powerful hand and with his eyes locked in hers, he said:

  "Ok, the club's safe word is RED, so you should use it, if you need it. If you do, I'll stop immediately whatever I'm doing, and we will discuss it or simply end it all, ok?"

  "Yes, sir!" she agreed.

  He reached down and laid a soft kiss over her red lips.

  "Let's start then! From now on, I only want to hear your safe word. Otherwise you must keep silent, unless I ask you something. Agreed?"

  She nodded.

  "Answer me. I want to hear it!"

  "Yes, sir!"

  A voice sounded through the sound system.

  "Ladies, Doms, Subs, guests! R's Playhouse is pleased to announce that Master Damian's demonstration is about to start. So those willing to watch it, care to approach the central stage. Enjoy!"

  Emily startled, realizing that they were going to be the main attraction and started to pull back, her cheeks colored with furious red.

  "No… I can't …"

  "I said no words, pet! Do you want to use your safe word even before we start?" he said, ice droplets in each word.

  Her stomach felt as if it was being squeezed by cruel hands. God! Could she do this? Deep down, she knew she wanted…

  "I'm waiting, pet!" his voice took her out of her inner battle.

  "No, sir, I don't want to use my safe word!" she managed to say.

  "Good!" he smiled at her, melting all the ice he had thrown over her before.