by P Nelson
“Why don’t we go over to the bar, and we can sit and discuss what I expect from you again.” Master Gaige’s eyes held a glint of warning in them as he said the words. He was not pleased with Lilith’s lie, but she couldn’t back out after she said she wanted to continue.
“That sounds like a great idea.” Calla was all smiles, whether she was aware of the undercurrent of emotion flowing between Lilith and Gaige, Lilith could only guess.
“Are you playing tonight, Calla?” Master Gaige asked sternly. “You know Master Flynn doesn’t like subs wandering around unaccompanied on the floor.”
Calla flushed at the mention of Master Flynn, and Lilith wanted to know what the connection between him and her friend might be. She stored the information away for later.
“I’m helping Delaney with a scene she has with Master Linkin and Master Martin,” Calla replied with a false smile. “They have something really evil planned for her tonight.”
“It’s a good thing Delaney is such a masochist,” Gaige replied drily. “We’ll be sure to stop by and have a look. Those three normally put on a very good show. Come on, Lilith, we have a few things we need to discuss in private.” He grabbed Lilith’s hand and pulled her along into the bar area of the club. Lilith followed him with a feeling of trepidation filling her gut as her bare feet slapped on the floor.
Gaige was really angry, but he was doing his best to keep his cool. After he left Lilith on Saturday night. He thought he might have found a woman who was open and honest, someone he was actually interested in pursuing after playing in the club for a few weeks. Now, he realised she had lied to him about a very fundamental part of her past, and he wanted to know why. What else had she lied about? Images of Jasmine flew across his brain and he took a deep breath. He found a chair in a quiet section of the bar and sat down on the only seat. Lilith stood next to him looking confused.
“You may use one of the pillows to sit on the ground, Lilith,” Gaige ground out.
“But shouldn’t I get a chair?” Lilith looked around at the other subs who were either sitting on the floor or sitting in their master’s laps.
“I don’t remember reading that sitting on the floor was one of your hard limits.” Gaige let his voice grow hard, and Lilith responded to the censure in his tone immediately. He watched as Lilith pulled the nearest oversized pillow towards where Gaige was sitting and stared down at it. “You will sit in the slave pose, knees wide, back straight, head down and hands facing up on your thighs.” Lilith tried to sit down and pulled at her short skirt. Gaige smiled to himself. “There’s no way you’re going to sit down without flashing your pussy. It’s fine. I like showing off what’s mine. In the dungeon, at least.”
Gaige watched as Lilith made her decision to be brave and sank down into the requested pose. She didn’t have a natural grace like some of the subs he had taken in the past, but it could be learned. Her hair swung forward to hide her face and he had a good idea of what she was thinking.
“Good girl.” Gaige reached out and placed one of his large hands on her head as he murmured the praise. Immediately, Lilith’s shoulders sagged a little. Gaige continued to stroke her head as he talked in a low voice, sitting in a chair next to her. “When you greet me on the floor of this dungeon, you will immediately sink down into this pose. This indicates you’re ready to begin playing. Think of most of what you do here as a ritual. Doms and subs have their own parts to play in BDSM, and each part fuels the appetites of the other. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master Gaige.” Lilith’s words were clear even though she continued to look at the floor.
“Is there anything in the contract we agreed upon that you want to renegotiate? You seemed flustered when you came into the dungeon.” Gaige held his patience, but the feel of her silky hair under his hand was making him hard.
“No, I think we covered just about everything that could possibly happen, Master Gaige,” Lilith added quickly near the end.
“Good, do you remember what happens to naughty subs who lie to their masters?” Gaige’s anger had faded, and now he was looking at the situation from Lilith’s point of view.
“Naughty subs get a spanking and not the erotic kind,” Lilith’s voice was barely more than a whisper above the beat of the industrial music, the sound of whips and the grunts and moans of pleasure that filled the dungeon.
“Do you want to tell me why you lied?” Gaige asked but was not really expecting an answer. A woman who was so emotionally pent-up as Lilith would need a very safe place to discuss her feelings.
“No, sir.” Lilith added a shake of her head to her answer.
“I didn’t think so,” Gaige huffed out. “But I will warn you that over the next four weeks, the story is going to come out, I’ll make sure it does.” His words had the desired effect. Lilith shivered and looked up at him. “Now, I want you to stand up, pull your skirt up and lie down over my lap. It will be a count of twenty for lying to me.”
Lilith took in a big gulp of air as she stared up at Gaige. For some reason, he looked ten times bigger than when they had met the other night. She couldn’t fathom lying across his knee, with her ass in the air, in a public place no less. She stood up and held out her hands.
“Can I get a do-over?” Lilith asked hopefully as she watched Gaige spread his legs wider, there was definitely evidence of his erection bulging in the front of his leathers.
“No, you signed the contract. Participate in your discipline or say your safe word, and you can go home and re-evaluate whether you want to be here or not.” Gaige’s stern voice penetrated through the panic that was rising in her head. “Just remember that if you decide to come back. These smacks will be waiting right here for you.”
Standing in the middle of a dungeon she had never even heard of less than a week ago, Lilith had a choice to make. She could turn to leave, or she could honour the commitment she made when she signed the contract. Lilith wanted a new life. One that was far away from the one she had been living in her lonely apartment, avoiding anyone but Calla from her past. Tilting her chin up, Lilith grabbed the bottom of material that was apparently a skirt and pulled it up so that her bare ass and pussy were on display for everyone who wanted to look.
“Breathe.” Gaige’s big hand came out and grabbed onto her arm to steady her. Lilith glanced around the room, but nobody was staring at them. A couple of Doms glanced their way before they went back to tending their own subs. “Nobody is going to think twice about what’s about to happen.” Gaige let go of her and waited for her to lie across his lap.
Licking her lips, Lilith awkwardly bent over Gaige’s lap. The boning in her corset pressed against her ribs uncomfortably and the sensation of her head upside down made her a little dizzy. Lilith grabbed onto Gaige’s legs for balance and felt his hand running along her upper thighs to her ass, where he kneaded both cheeks equally.
“Good girl, I want your hands on me.” Gaige said as he continued to rub her ass sending sparks of need straight to her pussy. “You don’t have to count for me today.”
“I understand, sir,” Lilith’s voice came out on a huff. The combination of anticipation and desire was making it hard to concentrate on anything but the heat gathering between her legs and making her pussy soft and wet. She heard the first smack before her brain registered that her ass was on fire. Lilith gasped and dug her fingers into Gaige’s legs as the next few smacks came down on different areas of her flesh. Gaige held his big hand down on her butt, holding in the heat.
“That’s it, beautiful girl. You cry and take your punishment.” Gaige rubbed along both cheeks. “You’re doing so well.” He praised just before he peppered her ass with a few more strikes.
The tears rolling down Lilith’s face shocked her, and she almost let go of Gaige’s leg to feel if they were hers. Sobs tore from her throat as Gaige smacked her ass, and in that moment, there was nothing but him and his discipline. The pain on her ass cheeks had become secondary to peace floating in her thoughts. She had
never been more centred, not once in her whole life. Everything had faded away until there was nothing but the importance of being here right now.
Lilith felt her body moving, but she didn’t care. She only wanted to stay in the warm happy place she had found. The tears streaming down her face and her hot bare ass felt vaguely uncomfortable against Gaige’s leather pants were secondary to holding onto her happy place. She sighed and let her head fall on Gaige’s chest as he stroked her back over and over, whispering words of praise.
Opening her eyes, Lilith stared around at the dungeon and wondered how long she had been floating in her safe place. Gaige was still stroking her back, and she could feel his massive erection pressing into her burning ass. She knew she was a little wet down there, and she hoped she wasn’t making a mess of his leather pants. The other patrons of The Cage carried on playing around them.
“You did well, baby girl,” Gaige said and Lilith looked up at him.
“I haven’t cried in a really long time,” Lilith admitted and wondered why she hadn’t. She thought crying was a weakness, but now she felt stronger than she had in her entire adult life. Reaching out, Gaige wiped her tears from her face, and Lilith knew she must look a mess, mascara running down her cheeks and her face blotchy. “I should go and clean up,” she murmured.
“No, you’re perfect.” Gaige leaned down and brushed his lips once over her own. “Your tears feed the Dom inside me, the evidence of them nourishes my soul,” Gaige whispered against her lips before he kissed her again hungrily. Lilith kissed him back as if she had been through the desert without water for days, and he was an oasis. She rubbed her sore backside against his hard cock all the while writhing in his arms. This feeling of lust and anticipation was why she had come to The Cage after the dinner they had shared. She wanted more.
Gaige lifted his head and looked down at Lilith with her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. Her honest response to his discipline had really done something for him. Gaige had topped plenty of women in his time, more than he might admit, but spanking Lilith had been one of the few times he felt connected to a sub on a deeper level than just trust and intimacy. “We had better stop for now; otherwise, I might not be able to.” Normally, admitting he was about to lose control would bother him, but the sexy smile that spread across Lilith’s face made him feel as if he were invincible.
“Yes, Master Gaige,” Lilith responded, but she looked disappointed. Sighing with regret, Gaige helped Lilith to stand on wobbly legs and watched as she pulled her skirt back down over her red ass. The sight made him even harder. He adjusted the front of his leather pants.
“As you know, we’re not playing tonight, but before your discipline, I thought it would be nice if we walked the floor and checked out a couple of the scenes. Hopefully, you’ll get a sense of things that you’re interested in and even some things you might be curious about exploring during our time together.” Gaige swallowed after the last words, because he was already trying to make plans to keep her with him after the training contract. One spanking and he was already utterly hooked on Lilith’s submission. He better not let any of the other Doms find out, especially Flynn. They already thought he was the pussy Dom.
“Oh, Master Gaige, can we watch the scene with Delaney in it?” Lilith was practically jumping up and down on her toes in excitement. This was not the same woman who had almost had a panic attack when she entered the dungeon floor. This woman was excited about where the rest of the evening might lead her.
Gaige reached out and grabbed onto Lilith’s small hand and relished the fact that she didn’t pull away from him. Instead, she moved closer to his bigger bulk happy to have him at her side. “We can definitely go and see what Master Linkin and Master Martin have thought up to torture their sub. They can be quite creative, and all of them have been in the kink world for years.” Gaige thought about it for a moment. “Actually, you’ll probably get a really good idea of how a long-term D/s relationship can work. Remember everything you read about in the etiquette section of the handbook. I don’t want to discipline you again, but I will if you break the rules and embarrass me.”
Tugging on her hand, Gaige pulled Lilith out of the bar area and into the main part of the club. “Yes, Master Gaige.” She gave him a smile before looking around the room. Gaige watched, as she made sure not to make eye contact with anyone, and was satisfied when she lowered her eyes when Doms approached. He nodded to several men and women as he walked around the large space. It was only Wednesday evening, so The Cage wasn’t very full. Friday and Saturday night, the club would play host to most of its members and all the equipment would be in use.
They passed a spanking bench where a woman was gagged and held down while her Dom used a paddle on her ass. Every time the paddle hit her skin she shrieked behind the ball gag and groaned afterward. Lilith’s eyes had grown wide, and Gaige leaned down to whisper. “Some people need more pain than others to find their release. Not to worry though, her Dom knows how far to push her.” Just as Gaige finished speaking, the Dom in question laid down his paddle and massaged his sub’s ass. Fixing his gaze on Lilith as she watched the Dom pressed two fingers into his sub’s pussy and lean down to whisper something in her ear. Lilith’s cheeks turned bright red, but she didn’t look away.
“Come on, we don’t want to miss Delaney’s scene.” Gaige pulled her away from the scene on the spanking bench and guided her to the next scene that had drawn a larger crowd. Manoeuvring Lilith so she could see the stage, Gaige stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her torso.
Lilith thought her jaw might have dropped to the ground and was happy everyone else was paying as much attention to the scene as she was. Ropes from the ceiling suspended the cheerful woman she had met in the changing room. She was hanging with her belly to the ground, her legs splayed wide open,
her arms tied behind her back. A man was kneeling between her thighs, eating at her pussy like it was the best thing he had ever tasted. Delaney moaned around the cock of a second man who stood in front of her with his hands in her hair, gently guiding her mouth to take him. A second later, Delaney’s whole body shook and she became frantic, tears started to stream down her face. The man near her face removed his huge cock from her mouth and leaned down. It looked as if he asked her a question. Her answer was quiet, but her eyes pleaded with him. The second man nodded finally and Delaney let out a loud scream as her legs quivered and her body jerked.
Lilith had never witnessed anything so mesmerising or beautiful in her life. She turned in Gaige’s arms and looked up at him. He smiled down at her, his eyes promised she would get everything she asked for.
Chapter 4
Lilith sat in front of her computer screen, but she was having a hard time concentrating on the work in front of her. Instead memories of Gaige’s kiss last night and the highly stimulating scene Delaney had participated in alternated in her brain. Did Lilith want to be naked, suspended, and bound out on the dungeon floor for everyone to see? Not sure. Did she want to be in the same position privately for Gaige to take his pleasure? Oh my god, yes. In a matter of an evening, she had turned from a staid widow who hadn’t really bothered about sex during her marriage to a woman whose girl parts seemed to be on constant arousal thinking of her master.
More than just the sexual aspect of last night and her growing attraction to her training Dom, Lilith felt new again, like the tears she had shed during her spanking had somehow revived her. She knew it sounded stupid, but now that she thought about it, she really needed that spanking. When was the last time she had let go and just felt in the moment?
Rubbing her hands over her face, Lilith took a deep breath and tried to concentrate. She had work to do, and she was meeting Master Gaige tonight. He said that he had a scene in mind for this evening. Her first scene, aside from the disciplinary spanking she had received yesterday. Lilith could still feel Gaige’s hands on her ass, kneading her cheeks and praising how well she had taken her punishment. The thought made a blush creep
across her face and a long sigh escaped her mouth.
“Have I interrupted something?” Eric Danvers was peering into her cubicle, and Lilith wondered how long he had been watching her. Gathering her thoughts, Lilith pointed at her computer screen, “just trying to figure out where all this fits in.”
“I’m sure you’ll have it sorted out quickly.” Eric’s smile was a little too knowing for Lilith’s liking. “I forgot to ask you how your date went on Saturday.” Lilith frowned at him, and he held up his hands. “As a friend, who happens to be your boss, nothing more.”
Lilith thought about how to answer that question. Since she last spoke to Eric, she had been down the rabbit hole. Not that she needed to disclose what she had been up to, even if Eric weren’t her boss. “It went really well, we made plans to see each other again.” Unfortunately, she didn’t think she could supress the cheeky grin on her face.
Eric studied her for a minute, his brows coming together in concentration, and Lilith was sure he had somehow read her mind and could see all the filthy, nasty things she had been thinking about. “I’m glad to hear you had a good time, Lilith. I want you to remember that there are plenty of partners out there that can meet your needs.”
All Lilith’s thoughts screeched to a halt. What did he mean about partners and needs? It sounded way too much like all the subjects she had discussed with Calla and Gaige to be a coincidence. The wheels in Lilith’s brain were churning as her cell phone beeped to indicate a message. She smiled at Eric, thankful for the opportunity to take a minute to rethink what he meant. Hardly glancing at the number, she opened the text and started reading. It took her a moment to realise what the text said and who had sent it. Like a balloon, her happiness popped as she stared at her phone in horror.
