Doctor's Orders [The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic)
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The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 1
Doctor’s Orders
What if the man you had a crush on turned out to be a Dom? After an erotic romance book club meeting, divorced single parent Brianne Templeton accidentally finds out that her best friends are living the BDSM lifestyle. Considering their reading material, she isn't very shocked. She is very intrigued. Her buddy and crush, Dr. Nate Hart, has been dominating her fantasies for too long, and now he wants to dominate her for real. Determined to put her fears behind her, she begins a journey into love and submission with Nate as her guide.
But her ex-husband isn't done causing trouble. Used to depending only on herself, Brianne tries to handle everything alone. Nate knows they have no future unless Brianne can learn to trust him not only in the bedroom, but outside of it, too.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary
Length: 34,115 words
DOCTOR’S ORDERS
The Martinis and Chocolate
Book Club 1
Lara Valentine
EVERLASTING CLASSIC
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DOCTOR’S ORDERS
Copyright © 2012 by Lara Valentine
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DOCTOR’S ORDERS
The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 1
Lara Valentine
Copyright © 2012
Chapter 1
She stood before him with her eyes cast down, her hands behind her back, and her legs apart. She could feel the moisture as it slid down her thighs. She couldn’t ever remember being this wet, and she hadn’t even climaxed yet.
He reached forward with his hand and plucked at one nipple and then the other, making them small and tight with arousal. Another gush of moisture ran down her legs at the sensation.
“Breathe, slave.”
She looked at his hands to see what looked like a small pair of silver tweezers with beads hanging from it. He positioned the tweezers on each side of her nipple and tightened until she gasped at the pain. At her gasp, he slightly lessened the pinch, but it was still tight and uncomfortable. Before she could protest, he quickly did the other side, once again tightening until she moaned and then backing off a little. He gave each clip a tug that went straight to her clit.
“Very pretty, slave. Every time you move it will feel like a pinch from my fingers.”
He reached down between her legs and ran a finger along her drenched folds.
“I think you like that. Your nipples appear to be very sensitive. As your training continues, I will find out exactly how sensitive. Now let’s continue with your punishment. Crawl over to the chair in the corner and bend over the back of it, resting your hands on the seat cushion.”
She dropped to her hands and knees to crawl across the room. With every move of her body it did indeed feel like he was pinching and tugging her nipples. By the time she reached the chair across the room, she was close to orgasm and panting slightly with the arousal. She draped her body over the back of the chair and pressed her thighs together to ease the ache in her clit. The beads on the clips pulled at her nipples, making them ache deliciously, adding to her excitement. She hoped he would let her come soon. She squirmed slightly to find a comfortable position. Luckily, the chair was quite short as she was short in stature. It was also padded so she wouldn’t have a bruise from bending over it. She could feel him walking around her, and she hoped she had positioned herself as he had commanded.
“Not quite, slave.”
She felt a hard pinch on her thigh and yelped with the pain.
“You are always to keep your legs spread in my presence. Spread them now.”
She spread her legs quickly to avoid another punishment. The entire insides of her thighs from slit to knees were covered in her honey. He couldn’t fail to notice.
He bent at the front of the chair and pulled restraints from under the cushion. She thought of all the times she had seen this chair and never realized that it was a bondage chair. Soft cuffs were placed around her wrists and then hooked to the restraints. She gave a pull and found them tight. She was definitely not going to be able to get out of this bent-over position. He moved behind her then, and the same soft cuffs were placed on her ankles, which were then clipped to something on each chair leg.
“Lovely. Very lovely.”
He seemed to like what he saw. She could only imagine what she looked like bent over so lewdly with her ass on display and offered to him for his pleasure and punishment. Her legs were restrained apart so she couldn’t press her thighs together against her aching clit and pussy. She knew that from behind he would see her wet and swollen cunt.
/> He reached between her legs and began to run his fingers through her swollen pussy, drawing moans from her. She squirmed to get his hand closer to her clit. She knew she could come if he would just touch her there.
Smack! “Stop squirming, slave. You do not have permission to come. This is punishment.”
He stroked the spot on her ass where he had smacked her, soothing the heat.
“Now, for hesitating to obey, you will receive eight strokes and for raising your eyes without permission you will receive two. I will use the paddle today as you are not ready for the crop or the cane. You will count each stroke as the paddle makes contact. For every stroke you do not count, you shall have another. You are not to come. When the punishment has ended I will release you and you will go to your knees and thank me for the punishment. Do you understand, slave?”
She swallowed hard. This was her first real punishment.
“Yes, Master, I understand.”
“Good girl. Now what is your safe word?”
“Red, Master.”
“At any time, if you cannot take it anymore, you use your safe word. But understand that you are taking this punishment to show your submission to me. Your submission and obedience bring me pleasure. Therefore, punishing you brings me pleasure. What is the most important thing to you, slave?
“Your pleasure, Master.”
“Damn! This book is hot.” Brianne Templeton grinned as her best friend and fellow book-club member fanned her face. It could have been the book or the Florida heat, but Lisa Hart’s face was flushed, and she spoke in a breathless tone. The other women in the book club nodded vigorously in agreement.
Brianne couldn’t help but laugh at her fellow clubbers. The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club had been meeting weekly for the last two years, and they had all grown very close. They had named the club after their two favorite indulgences—chocolate and martinis. It didn’t take long to add a third—sex. They started out reading all genres of books, but it became clear within six months that they all liked romance, and they all liked it served with a large helping of sex. They liked it even better when that helping of sex was seasoned with some kink. Their tastes were not for the faint of heart. Since then, they could be found every Wednesday reading and discussing their latest selection.
Lisa Hart was their hostess today, and Brianne’s best friend. She had met Lisa while working for a local charity, and they had hit it off immediately. Lisa was gorgeous, blonde, and married to a successful attorney. She should have been completely spoiled, but instead she was funny, quirky, and completely down-to-earth.
“I’d let this guy paddle my bottom any day of the week.” Lisa’s eyes twinkled as she sipped at her drink. She liked the traditional-flavor martini and favored white chocolate.
“I think the idea of a spanking is hot, but actually getting one would probably be a lot different. I don’t think I would like to get hurt.” Tori Cordell, an old college friend of Lisa’s, was just as down-to-earth and alarmingly smart. She drank cosmos and liked dark chocolate. Despite the smile Tori currently wore, Brianne could see sadness and pain in her soft brown eyes. Tori was still recovering from the death of her husband a year ago and adjusting to single parenthood.
“No man is ever going to spank me. But I just might spank one. I wouldn’t mind seeing a nicely muscled ass turn red from a paddle or a crop.” Noelle Carter laughed wickedly as she sipped at her ice water instead of her usual pomegranate martini and chocolate truffles. She was trying a new diet, and no alcohol was allowed. Her hair was flame red, and that was the most sedate thing about her. She was daring, determined, and a little impetuous. Their eyes swung to Sara Jameson, the only one who had not weighed in yet. She was Lisa’s neighbor in their affluent Palm Harbor neighborhood and the newest member of the club. She liked apple martinis and chocolate with sea salt caramel but wasn’t drinking today due to her impending motherhood. In her midthirties, she was happily married to a handsome businessman. She was also the quietest of the group and the one to blush the most.
“What? I don’t want to be spanked either. Honest!” Sara sported another blush.
Lisa stood and dropped her e-reader on the patio table with a dramatic sigh. “Well, I think this guy is delicious. What do you think, Bri?”
Brianne squirmed in her chair, trying to hide the effect the words had on her. She was very aroused at the thought of submitting, being spanked.
“He certainly is sexy. I like alpha males.”
Noelle burst out laughing. “This guy passed alpha in the first chapter. They don’t have a Greek letter to describe him yet.” She glanced at her watch and pulled a face.
“Shit. I need to get home and get to work. I have an order due at the end of the week—necklaces for a boutique on Bellaire Beach.” Noelle was a talented jewelry designer.
Sara rubbed her bump and smiled ruefully. “I need to get home, too. This baby wants dinner.”
Lisa drained her glass and started picking up plates and cups. The women joined in as they discussed next week’s selection—a vampire bondage novella. It sounded like another panty dampener.
* * * *
Brianne plopped down on the couch in the living room and propped her feet on the ottoman with a heavy sigh. It had been a long damn week.
“I could sleep for a week, Bri,” Lisa groaned as she stretched her legs onto the coffee table.
“Me, too. I swear Kade is kicking my ass on a daily basis. Who knew having a six-year-old and starting your own business would be so much work? Kick-my-ass work.” Brianne wriggled her toes and slumped deeper into the cushions. She could hear Lisa’s husband, Conor, and the kids playing Rock Band in the family room and wondered where they got their energy. She sure didn’t have any left. She swung her legs up onto the couch and picked up the throw pillow to give it a fluff.
“What is this?” Brianne held up a long strip of thick black material that had been tucked under the pillow. She held it closer to examine it and saw that it had Velcro on each end and was padded in the middle.
Lisa jumped from her chair and grabbed for the scrap of cloth, but Brianne pulled it back before she could.
“Is it a blindfold? Holy shit, Lisa, what are you and Conor doing these days? In the living room no less!” Brianne laughed and laughed some more at Lisa’s expression. It was hard to embarrass her friend, but it appeared that she had finally accomplished it. Lisa opened her mouth to say something then closed it.
“Come on, Lisa. I don’t give a rat’s furry ass what you and Conor get up to in the bedroom, or any room in the house for that matter. Considering our reading material, a blindfold is pretty tame stuff. Lord knows, it’s hard enough to keep a marriage hot. I would imagine a little kink now and then keeps him coming home.”
Brianne couldn’t help the thought that she hadn’t been able to keep her own husband coming home. He went home to someone else now. Fuck! Stop thinking that!
Lisa held out her hand for the blindfold, and Brianne reluctantly handed it over. Lisa planted her hands on her hips, and a determined expression crossed her face. Uh-oh, Lisa was pissed.
“Conor and I have been wanting to tell you this for a long time, Bri, but honestly didn’t know how to tell you. It seems that fate has taken it out of our hands, and I’m relieved. Keeping this secret has been difficult, and I don’t like keeping secrets from you.”
“Secret? You are freaking me out a little bit, Lisa. Are you dying of leukemia or what?” Brianne knew she sounded exasperated, but honestly, what could be that bad?
Lisa sat back down and took a deep breath. “Conor and I live the BDSM lifestyle. He is my Dom, and I am his submissive.” Lisa paused as if waiting for a reaction from Brianne. When she didn’t get one, she continued. “We have been doing this for about twenty years, since we were dating in college.”
Lisa paused again, and Brianne knew she needed to react. She would never judge Lisa and Conor. They were her best friends, had been unwavering in their support since her divorce. I
t was a surprise and yet not a surprise at all. Lord knew she and Lisa had kinky taste in reading material. It wasn’t a stretch that Lisa and Conor had taken the next step and started to live out some of the reading material.
“I’m not sure what you want me to say. I don’t care if you and Conor like to get kinky now and then. Really. It’s honestly none of my damn business.”
“Well, the thing is it’s not just now and then. We live this as a lifestyle. We have for many years, and it has been a little difficult keeping it from you since we spend so much time with you. I’ve wanted to tell you so many times, but I just couldn’t find the words.”
“Did you honestly think I would judge you? Don’t you know me better than that?” Brianne couldn’t help the trace of hurt in her voice.
“No! I didn’t think you would judge us, but I also wondered if you would feel comfortable around us going forward knowing how we live. I don’t want to lose you as a friend. You’re my best friend, and I want it to stay that way.”
Lisa sat back in the chair with a heavy sigh. Brianne stayed silent, knowing Lisa felt the need to explain.
“One of the guys I dated back in college, he was kind of adventurous. He and I played at a few of the things that you and I have read about. Really mild stuff, honestly. It was Bondage 101. But I knew that I liked it. So when I started dating Conor, I got him to experiment a little, too. We had fun, and we both really enjoyed it. It kind of grew from there, I guess. Then I told Jennifer about it, and she wanted to try it, too. She pushed Nate into it, and he even trained at an exclusive BSDM club as a Dom. When Jen and Nate started living it 24/7, Conor and I started to also. It seemed so natural, we all kind of fell into it. Of course, when the kids came along it became tough to live the lifestyle, but we do the best we can. We feel really fulfilled living this way, and it makes us very happy.” Lisa looked cautiously at her, and Brianne was slightly shocked.