As the crowd splintered off into smaller groups, Morgan saw Master Gerard approach Tom and Ben, Rick just behind him. “Welcome back to the Chateau,” Master Gerard said to Tom. “I’m so glad you brought this beautiful boy with you.” He nodded toward Ben, who smiled shyly back. “I was wondering, would the two of you care to watch a demonstration of one of my newest toys? I have it set up at a play station, and I can’t wait to show it off. My naughty slave boy is in desperate need of some serious suffering, and I can’t wait to try it out on him. It’s an acrylic and silicone cock cage with a delicious twist. It’s got a urethral insert and conducting surfaces to the left, right and just under the shaft. When you attach it to an e-stim power box, the results can be quite, ah, shocking,” he added with an evil laugh.
“That sounds positively diabolical,” Tom said. “We’d love a demonstration.”
As the four of them moved away, Morgan saw the man who had been introduced as Master Keith head toward the refreshment table, where Laura had returned and was serving a glass of champagne to one of the guests.
Of medium height, Master Keith was a handsome man, with thick, black hair and dark, brooding eyes. He seemed to be heading directly for Laura, who appeared to be watching his approach, a shy smile appearing on her pretty face as he came closer.
Aaron, following Morgan’s gaze, said exactly what Morgan had been thinking. “I wonder if he’s going to choose Laura for play tonight. He seems to be making a beeline in her direction.”
Sure enough, he went right up to her. He shook his head at her apparent offer of a drink, instead speaking to her a moment, and then taking her hand. As he led her toward one of the St. Andrew’s crosses, Laura glanced back, making direct eye contract with Morgan. She flashed a brief, excited grin, and Morgan grinned back, happy for her friend.
The party was in full swing, with several scenes already taking place around the dungeon. When Aaron took Morgan’s hand, she thought he might be leading her to one of the available pieces of equipment for a scene of their own, but instead, he drew her to a quiet corner. “I have something I want to give you, love,” he said mysteriously. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a soft suede envelope and placed it in her hand.
Morgan lifted the flap and took out a thin braided collar made of the softest leather she’d ever touched, the strands in different shades of rich coppery browns that blended artfully together, the clasp shaped like a heart. “It’s beautiful,” Morgan breathed, stroking the soft leather as she admired the silver heart.
Aaron took the collar gently from her hands. “Morgan, my love, will you wear my collar as a formal symbol of my ownership and my love for you? And in return, I promise to cherish you and the gift of your submission every day of our lives together.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, her voice strong and sure. “I would be honored.”
As he held it out, she very nearly reached back to lift her heavy hair from her neck, but remembered in time. Instead, she simply lowered her head as Aaron reached over her to secure the slave collar.
There was laughter and talk nearby, the scenes around them punctuated by the crack of a whip and a breathy cry of erotic pain. But the sounds faded away as Aaron and Morgan stepped into each other’s arms, melting together into a long, lingering, perfect kiss.
Did you enjoy the story? Indie authors rely heavily on reviews to get the word out. Please take a moment to leave a quick review on Amazon. Thanks, I really appreciate it! Claire
Get your FREE prequel to the BDSM Club Series!
Romance Unbound Publishing
BDSM Club Series
Box Set
No Safeword
No Entry
No Refusal
No Way Out
No Turning Back
Claire Thompson
Edited by
Donna Fisk
Jae Ashley
Cover Art by Mayhem Cover Creations
Fine Line Edit - Kathy Kozakewich & Gabriella Wolek
Copyright 2017 Claire Thompson
All rights reserved
BDSM Club Series Box Set Page 100
