by Redrae Gunn
David tilted Tayen’s chin up with his hand before ordering her drink. “Cherry vodka with Red Bull and…” David considered his own drink.
Tayen squeezed David’s hand. David nodded at her and then to the bartender.
“Iced coffee with Baileys cream for Sir,” Tayen said to the bartender. She met the bartender’s eyes and then looked back down.
“Your choice is very perceptive, warrior,” David said to Tayen. David nodded to the bartender. “I wouldn’t have thought of that myself, but it’s exactly what I want.” David turned back to Tayen. “Thank you, Tay.”
Tayen grinned at David’s praise. David led Tayen down a large corridor that had chairs and tables on one side and the other side had the fantasy rooms. Tayen could look through the glass and see the scenes being played out. The first room had a Dom spanking a sub in a room that was set up to look like an office.
David pulled Tayen past the next room quickly. Tayen realized why with a glance over her shoulder and saw the scene in the gynecologist’s office. She shuddered and followed David. The next room was dark, and so was the next.
“Regulars come here on Sundays,” David said. “It’s the best for being voyeuristic because they are usually all couples that have been together for a while. No amateurs. The trust and commitment is apparent.”
Tayen nodded her head.
“These are the two rooms I was hoping would be filled.” David pointed his drink up ahead. “One is usually a male Dom with a male sub, and the other room is most likely a male Dom with a female sub, mechanical fucking.”
“Mechanical?” Tayen squeaked as she felt her lower abdomen clench. “Like the ‘machine’ fucking?”
A male Dom watching the scene narrowed his eyes at Tayen as he overheard her cuss. David acknowledged the Dom and admitted. “My sub is allowed to swear, express her opinions, and ask questions as long as she is speaking to me and is respectful.”
The Dom nodded and examined Tayen more thoroughly. “First time?”
“Here,” David admitted.
“Enjoy,” the Dom said to Tayen and extended his hand.
Tayen looked at David. David nodded his head, and Tayen’s firm handshake took the Dom by surprise. “Thank you, Sir,” Tayen said as she released the Dom’s hand.
Tayen then looked at the scene happening in the room, and she felt herself heat from her toes upward. “David?”
“Love, we are going to sit and enjoy the show.” David smiled and pulled Tayen into a love seat that gave a great view of both rooms.
“This is so naughty,” Tayen whispered as she watched the male Dom regulate the tempo on the machine that was shoving an oversized dildo in and out of his restrained and obviously pleased female sub. “Thank you.”
“Naughty is good, warrior,” David said as he watched the male Dom flicking a crop on the sub’s exposed male appendages.
David squeezed Tayen’s hand just as she squeezed his. They looked at each other smiling. Tayen leaned her head on David’s shoulder as she watched the scene she was interested in, and David kissed her temple, smoothed her hair. It was the exact same way that they acted when attending a movie.
Caleb and Steve watched as Tayen asked David questions every time the Dom added a device or did something else. When Tayen leaned forward to get a better view David moved them closer to the windows. He adjusted a love seat and pulled Tayen against him. She had dropped the leash and was instead so into the scene that, when it ended, Caleb watched as she visibly relaxed, rubbed her belly, and wiped a thin layer of sweat from her forehead.
Tayen said something to David, and he laughed as he rubbed her head. Then he grabbed the leash and pointed to the floor throwing a pillow down for her. Tayen complied with grace. When the scene David was watching finished he motioned for her to rise and they continued walking. Tayen hadn’t even grabbed for the leash as she followed David.
They rounded the corner and a private dance floor for club members was above the main dance floor. Tayen moved away from the smoked glass to walk on the other side of David.
“No one can see you. It’s one-way glass, and it’s much darker up here,” David explained. “Sometimes they do open the glass, especially if the club is having a theme night. It adds to the ambience of the dance floor downstairs.”
Tayen risked a glance through the glass. Even though it was a Sunday there were still at least a hundred people on the dance floor.
David led Tayen through the few couples that were dancing to the music and to the bar in the corner. He repeated their previous order and looked up when he felt Tayen pull back on the leash.
“Damien,” David addressed the man who was invading his space and the reason for Tayen backing away. “Stop intimidating Tayen.”
The thirtysomething-year-old man had long, blond hair and wore a leather vest with matching pants. He was only about an inch taller than Tayen, but he was wide. Impossibly wide. His ice-blue eyes had pinned Tayen in place.
David clasped hands with the man. “Are you doing a scene tonight?”
Damien nodded his head and finally pulled his gaze from Tayen and looked at David. “The sub is setting up now. It will start in about five minutes. The big room, of course.”
“Damien uses the big room only because he uses a whip. He is the club’s”—David hesitated—“pain guru.”
Damien laughed. “I’m a sadist.” Damien turned his gaze to Tayen.
Tayen smiled at him and relaxed as he raised his eyebrows and a smile curved on one side of his lips.
“Probably not the reaction he was expecting,” David said to Tayen as Damien walked away.
“Well, he can’t intimidate me with pain.” Tayen shrugged her shoulders.
“No?” the bartender asked Tayen.
Tayen startled. She hadn’t realized that someone else was listening to their conversation. She glanced at David, and he nodded, giving her permission to talk to the Dom behind the bar.
“I have a fairly unique ability to not feel physical pain,” Tayen explained, making sure she emphasized physical. Emotional pain she felt quite acutely. She didn’t relay the information but let it be a subtle undertone.
“He may like to explore that as well,” the bartender commented.
“This sub is spoken for,” David said casually, “both during the day and sexually.”
“Yes,” the bartender replied, “I heard that Caleb had recently engaged in a contract with a submissive.”
When Tayen’s eyes widened, David tugged on the leash, commanding her attention. “Caleb, Steve, and Damien were all roommates in college, Tayen. They do share information amongst each other. They have been best friends for a long time.”
“David, this is your best friend?” The bartender looked at David, and Tayen suddenly felt out of place and awkward. They were talking about her lifestyle, and though it seemed normal here, it wasn’t normal in the outside world. That was why she only chose to keep friends who knew about the lifestyle. She hated being judged. A tug on the leash snapped her back to the present.
“Tayen, meet Karl,” David said to Tayen as Karl extended his hand. “Karl is a Dom who bartends on Sundays.”
Tayen shook the elderly man’s hand and smiled shyly when he kissed the back of her hand.
“Pleasure meeting you, Tayen,” Karl said.
Tayen grinned at the compliment.
“We need to continue the tour,” David said to both Tayen and Karl.
Tayen nodded her head and followed David.
“I can hardly stand just watching her,” Caleb sighed to Steve. “The way she watched that scene…I wanted to sink my fingers into her soft pussy and just feel every time that her muscles clenched. Did you see all the questions she was asking David? I’d love to answer those questions, too.”
“Are you going to be able to share her, like this?” Steve asked.
“They are friends, Steven.” Caleb paced the floor. “Would she be pissed if I was up here spending time with you and Damien?”
“Obviously she’s not,” Steve said, chuckling. “Did you call to tell her that you were in town? No. Why?”
“I don’t know,” Caleb sighed. “Fine, I know. Because it’s moving so fast and I felt that fear in my chest when she ditched Theresa. She’s not a pushover or a liar like Maria. I want to keep her safe, but I can’t do that if she’s running all over the country. Of course, she wouldn’t be running all over the country if I just trusted her. So either I start trusting her or I’m going to drive myself crazy.”
“Anything else?” Steve asked.
“She’s beautiful,” Caleb said and then asked the question that had been swirling in his mind. “What if something goes wrong? We are next door neighbors. It will be awkward.”
“Are you trying to talk yourself out of this?” Steve asked, wondering if Caleb had lost his mind.
“Not really,” Caleb replied. “Just considering the possibility.”
“Then I’m sure that she would be fine with it,” Steve said. “She will always have David, and if she finds a different sexual Dominant then why wouldn’t you wish her happiness? Her personality tells me that she would wish you happiness if it doesn’t work.”
Caleb nodded his head in agreement. She would accept that, but it still wouldn’t stop her from running for the fucking hills if he couldn’t get his past to stop haunting him.
Chapter 13
After watching the scene that Damien had done Tayen was feeling a little disorientated. She’d seen people in pain before, but never someone who accepted pain so readily. The girl in the scene actually thanked Damien after the scene was over. Tayen had never been able to feel much physical pain, so she was intrigued by the woman’s reaction to the whip that Damien had used.
Before they signed out of the registry, David had handed Tayen clothes to change into. She took them and headed into the dressing room. She was glad that David had brought her black, leather pants and a white tank top to throw on under the lace top. Tayen exited the dressing room, and David was waiting.
Tayen handed over the leash but had left the collar and cuffs on. David smiled, and his gaze narrowed.
“When did you last eat?” David asked.
“I made breakfast before I left the cabin this morning,” Tayen said, defending herself.
David said nothing.
“Oh,” Tayen said realizing suddenly that it was nearing midnight and she had only had alcoholic beverages to sustain her since her breakfast. “I didn’t mean to…” Tayen trailed off.
David said nothing but led Tayen out the door of the club, and after a short conversation with the limo driver he walked her next door to a place called Cub’s Clubs.
“Remember Steven Thomas from the fourth of July?” David asked and Tayen nodded her head. “Well, he and Casey were once in a relationship, and she has a love for sandwiches, so he decided to add a diner next to his club. Some of the sandwiches are from the crazy concoctions that she has come up with over the years as a way to get rid of leftovers.”
Tayen raised her eyebrows.
“Steve swears that every sandwich on the menu is one that he has actually seen her prepare and eat.” David chuckled. “He didn’t put her unfinished experimentations on the menu, so everything is Cub approved.”
Tayen stood in line with David, and watched a server go by with a sandwich that looked like it had mozzarella sticks on top of spaghetti.
When Tayen couldn’t decide on a club David ordered two rounds of the “seven sampler” which was a sample of seven of the clubs, one hot, one cold.
“Pretty good, huh?” David asked, looking at the empty plates in front of both of them. “Next time we come we’ll get the other seven samplers. The chicken nugget one comes with fries on it.” Tayen licked her lips, and David laughed.
They left with two dessert sandwiches to take home.
* * * *
Tayen and David entered their apartment. David grinned when Tayen complained about storing their dessert for breakfast. He kissed her on the forehead and headed to his room after thanking her for a wonderful evening. He then commented that the collar and cuffs could now be removed. He laughed and shut his door when she touched her fingers to the collar on her neck. It had been the reason of so much apprehension earlier, and now she had forgotten that she was wearing it.
Tayen left the collar and cuffs on. She entered her room and frowned as she felt a slight humidity. A soft light streamed from under her bathroom door, and Tayen’s frown deepened as she heard faint music. She hadn’t left her music on in the bathroom. She wasn’t familiar with the soft tune coming from the bathroom. It was deep and slow. Tayen recognized the instrument, and she smiled. Her grin widened as she opened the bathroom door.
On a chair, hidden behind his cello, was a naked Caleb. He was stroking a seductive tune with his eyes closed. The bath was drawn and bubble filled, smelling like white sage. Soft light came from several votive candles strewn about her huge vanity. Tayen hadn’t known that Caleb played the cello.
Caleb’s eyes opened slowly, hazed, they dipped shut for an instant, and then he pointedly held Tayen in his gaze and looked at the bubble-filled tub. Tayen couldn’t help herself but giggle, and she stripped down to her birthday suit as quickly as possible without tearing the material. Her tense muscles eased the minute that they hit the water, and Caleb continued playing softly in the corner.
Caleb glanced at the edge of the tub where a bucket of ice held tiny samples of a variety of wines. Tayen followed Caleb’s gaze and moved across the tub to the bucket. She stopped and assessed her state. She was sober again after the night’s activities and food. She poured one of the dark merlots into a crystal glass and returned to the other side of the bath where she could see Caleb, hidden behind his cello. The music was truly, sinfully beautiful.
Tayen sighed appreciatively when Caleb finished. He put his fingers to his lips when she opened her mouth to thank him. She watched him, her eyes widening and darkening as he started a soft song by remote on her sound system in the bedroom. He stepped from behind the cello and was completely standing at full attention, the piercing straining at the end of his penis.
Caleb’s eyes crinkled at the corners as he watched Tayen look directly at his organ and lick her lips. There was no hiding the dilation in her pupils, even in the dim light. His Dominant roared as he stepped into the tub, and her eyes wandered, hungrily over his body as he sunk into the bubbles. It had been a week. Caleb was barely restraining himself, and he could see, much to his pleasure, neither was Tayen.
“Per…permission to speak,” Tayen whispered as she leaned forward.
Caleb shook his head and waited. Tayen glared, definitely a punishable offense, as she leaned forward.
“I am in my own tub, my fantasy nearly fulfilled”—Tayen paused as she placed her hands between Caleb’s knees and slid her hands up his now slick thighs—“and you are going to deny me?” She paused again. “I don’t think so, Mr. Wilson.”
Caleb looked at Tayen and realized she was completely in hunter-predator mode. She had seen the prey, and she was going for it. Caleb relaxed. Fine. He’d give her this one chance.
The instant that Tayen saw Caleb surrender, to his ultimate capture, she felt the calm feeling she got just before she let sail an arrow into her prey, not for the thrill of the hunt…Tayen never killed for pleasure. She killed because she was hungry. The calmness overwhelmed her as she straddled Caleb and positioned his hardened organ against her slick entrance.
Caleb leaned his head back against the tub, exposing his throat, keeping his eyes on the beautifully dark and determined face that hovered inches above him.
Tayen slid down softly, taking her time to make sure that she could accommodate the piercing without the condom. She gasped and gripped Caleb’s throat with a firm grip as she slid down his shaft until she felt his floating balls hit her ass. Then she slowly rose out of the bubbles. She pushed her long, wet hair behind her and placed both her hands on the tub on eith
er side of Caleb’s head.
“Fuck…Tayen,” Caleb hissed as Tayen pulled her pussy off his shaft in an angle that made his balls ache.
Tayen leaned forward and licked Caleb’s lips as she slipped back onto him with a slow pace that was driving him insane.
Caleb throbbed inside of her, and Tayen’s pace quickened as the piercing hit the place on the front that made her eyes water and want to cross.
Caleb reached a hand under the bubbles. He just wanted to stroke her smooth pussy.
The instant she realized Caleb’s intent she frowned, and Caleb looked at her as he raised his hands out of the water. Tayen gripped Caleb’s hands with determined force. This was her fantasy after all.
Caleb licked his lips and lowered their interlocked hands into the water. Tayen brought her feet up by Caleb’s hips as she rode him hard. Her pace quickened as did her breath. Her grip loosened, and one hand grabbed Caleb behind his neck. The other stroked his throat as she kissed him softly at first and then deeper.
Caleb wrapped his muscular arms around Tayen’s waist, limiting her movement to only her hips. Her pace quickened, and then he felt the muscles start to firm in her upper back. He could tell that her orgasm was building. As the muscles continued their brutal descent he saw Tayen’s eyes open, with perfect clarity, as she focused on Caleb’s eyes.
“Caleb?” Tayen managed to whisper.
“Come for me, Tayen,” Caleb whispered back, pulling her into him, pushing her pace to splashing in the tub.
Tayen’s eyes formed tears as she kept them locked on Caleb’s through the explosion that left her body sagging and shaking. Caleb flexed his organ against her insides and watched the heat return to her eyes. The insatiable warrior emerged from her heavily satisfied gaze.
“Kneel on my face,” Caleb commanded.
Tayen’s breath caught in her chest, but Caleb pulled her out of the water and placed both her knees on either side of his mouth. His tongue flicked her hidden clit, and Caleb wondered if her clit actually ever fully extended itself. He placed his hands on the insides of her thighs, and with his thumbs he pulled her outer lips away from where the nub hid behind its hood. Tayen was definitely not an outie when it came to her clit. Caleb reveled in the challenge.
