Second Chances

by Kitty Berry

  Nix enters the flat with me, carrying my bags and helps me get settled in. He already made sure the fridge was stocked with my favorite things, the sheets are clean, and the place impeccable. The modern accommodations are stylish and offer a taste of chic city living at its finest. The flat is elegant yet comfortably furnished and equipped with all the essentials. The main area consists of a combination living/dining area and well-equipped kitchen with every appliance and necessity. The floor plan is open, light and airy. Todd’s flat. like Nix’s, includes its own elevator, separate entrance and exits and both have amazing skylights. There’s a master suite, two additional bedrooms, and a guest suite.

  Nix puts my belongings in the master and returns to the main living area with a look of determination on his face. “Ready to tell me what this little trip of yours is all about?” he asks.

  “No, but I guess I should.”

  “Have at it then.”

  I explain the reason for my trip as best as I can. I reiterate that I know about Pete’s sexual lifestyle, the same as Nix’s, and tell him I need his help. “I need to know if I can be what Pete needs me to. I need to know if I can completely submit to him in the way he’ll require. I need to also explore some of my own desires and understand them better before I can offer myself fully to Pete.”

  “Okay, this sounds more than tempting, but you know he’s going to be right pissed.”

  “I know, but I need to do this first before I can open up to him about my fears and desires. And he brought this on himself, closing me off again. I can’t believe he…”

  “Cut him some slack,” Nix says. “He lost his best friend and I’m guessing recently figured out he was in love with you. You’ll have to answer to him with your backside when he finds out what you’re asking of me,” Nix warns. “There will be a punishment coming your way and I won’t stand in his way when he arrives to deliver it.”

  “I know, but will you help me anyway? Please.”

  “You know I can’t resist you, doll. So, what are these desires that have you in such a tizzy? Go ahead, tell me. Don’t be shy, I’ve heard it all and done much more.”

  “I…” I stammer. “I…oh, God! This is so….”

  “Raina, you can’t expect to be able to do something you can’t even tell me about. I don’t think you’re ready for whatever it is you think you want. If you were my sub, I’d end this conversation right here.”

  “Okay. Alright. I like watching people. I think I want people to watch me. You know with Pete and stuff.”

  “You want to explore exhibitionism?”

  I moan and roll my eyes. “Yeah, I guess. That and a few other things maybe” I admit with a nonchalant shrug.

  “First off, the eye rolling will get you over Pete’s knee before you’ll even have time to get undressed. Secondly, Pete will not be happy about the unclear, indecisive attitude. Which I’m not liking too much myself either.”

  I find myself apologizing, wanting to please Nix, but more so Pete even though he’s not here. I promise to behave and explain myself better.

  After I express myself as best as I can, Nix rewards me with his killer dimpled smile and agrees to teach me.

  “Relax, get some rest, and then shower. I’ll send over something for you to wear. Wear only what I send, exactly the way it’s meant to be worn. Don’t question a thing I say or ask you to do. Be ready to leave by 8pm. I’ll be back at exactly that time to get you. And Raina, I don’t want to be kept waiting. Understand?”

  I shake my head and watch as he leaves the flat, quietly closing the door behind him.

  At exactly 8pm Phoenix knocks on the door. I’m a little apprehensive in answering it, then I remember his warning about not wanting to be kept waiting. I push aside the embarrassment over my attire and stifle my nerves over where and what I’m about to do and open the door.

  I watch as his eyes roam over my body. His gaze momentarily stops at my cleavage that’s on display in the black lace corset. His eyes continue down to my cinched-tight waist only to land on my exposed legs. “You look incredible,” he states with lust in his voice as he hands me something that resembles a necklace. “Here, this is for you. I know you’re not mine; it’s just for show to keep you safe. It’s a collar. The club does its best to keep the creeps out, but this will help keep anyone from approaching you. It’ll alert the other Doms that you’re a taken sub there with her Master. If anyone tries to seduce you away, you’ll know they’re not the real thing, don’t go anywhere with anyone but me. Understand?”

  I nod and finger the diamond studded collar before clasping it around my throat. It’s heavy and cold at first but I quickly get used to the feeling, I like it actually, would love it if it was for real…and from Pete.

  “You look nervous. Change of heart?”

  “No. I want to do this for Pete. And I need to do this for me, for us. I’m worried about the people there though. What if they recognize me, film me there. A video of me in a sex club would go viral in two seconds flat. It could jeopardize my career.”

  “I doubt it would hurt your career. If anything, Hollywood would love it. But no worries, love. It won’t happen on my watch. Filming of any kind is not allowed and I’ve already alerted the owner about us coming there and needing complete confidentiality. He’s a friend of mine and has promised me you won’t be bothered.”

  I sigh, nod, and reach for my clutch. Nix smiles at me and offers his arm. “Ready?” he asks.

  “As I’ll ever be.”

  We arrive at the BDSM club, Club Sensations. From the outside it looks like any ordinary club you might find in NYC’s Meat Packing District. It’s a brick building with no sign, no indication that there’s any life inside.

  Nix steps from the car. At the same time, as if by magic, a man opens the door and exits the building, catching Nix’s car keys in mid-air. Nix opens my door and helps me from the vehicle. I’m careful as I rise, not to expose myself to him, my outfit not offering the coverage I’m used to.

  Nix pushes through the door, guiding me with his strong hand on my lower back, and in seconds we’re in what I assume is the main room of the club. My senses awaken to the scene around me. I can smell leather and sex, lust and heat, it’s a heady combination and my body instantly misses Pete’s, yearns for it.

  I see people, figures in the muted shadows. The lighting is minimal, red bulbs illuminating the space. As my eyes adjust I notice the apparatus spaced strategically throughout the room, the St. Andrew’s crosses, the spanking benches, chairs, and loveseats.

  Nix guides me to a soft, plush chair and sits, pulling me down into his lap. I freeze when I feel his body hard under me. “Shhh. I’m not going to do anything. We need everyone to believe we’re together or you’ll instantly become the most sought after girl in here. I also need to explain things to you; I don’t want to announce that to everyone. I need to be able to whisper into your ear and I can’t help if my body responds. It knows what it usually gets in here and I won’t lie about wanting to have a shag.”

  I try to relax in his lap but find it difficult. He tries his best to make me more at ease, shifting in his pants. That’s when he alerts me to the couple only a few feet away from us. “Watch them, Raina. Having you watch them will get them off. They’re doing this scene for you. It’s something I think you might want to try…with Pete, that is.”

  The couple looks like an ordinary couple you might see walking the street holding hands on a Sunday morning heading for coffee and bagels in the city. No one would suspect that they were at a BDSM club the night before performing sexual acts for others to take pleasure in, finding their own pleasure in the knowledge that they’re being watched. But things quickly change when another man, taller than the other approaches the couple and stands in front of the girl.

  Nix and I are close enough to hear them over the thumping beat of the background music.

  “Undress her for me,” says the man who has just approached them. The other man moves behind the girl
and runs his hands gently over her shoulders then down her sides to her waist. He pauses there to whisper something in her ear, spoken quietly just for them to hear. His hands disappear behind her then run down her shoulders again, this time lowering the straps of her maroon bra with a cover of black lace.

  Her nipples, tan and erect are the first thing I notice. The man in front of her sighs as the one behind her cups and raises her breasts then runs his thumbs over her hardened nipples. “Panties too. I want to see her pussy, she’s aroused, I can already smell how sweet she is” he says.

  He rubs his hand over the growing bulge in his pants. The guy hooks his fingers into her matching panties, but instead of lowering them, he rips them from her body.

  The girl struggles to catch her breath. Before she has the chance, the man standing in front of her closes in and presses her between the two of them. She’s breathing harder now, her body softening at their combined body heat.

  The man standing behind her continues to rub her aching nipples as the one in front of her grasps her hips, rotates them on the other man’s erection. When he pulls her tighter to him, the other man removes his pants, his erection springing free, hard and glistening at the tip. He begins to stimulate himself with a moan. “Fuck, I’m so hard” he states.

  “Raina?” Nix asks in my ear. “You alright? Is this what you had in mind?”

  I hesitate to admit that it is then remember my earlier promise to Nix on the car ride over. I said I’d be completely open and honest with him or risk him ending the scene and him taking me home. “Yes” I murmur.

  “Hold her leg up. I need to taste that pussy. I need to lick her now” the guy in the front says as he lowers to his knees. The man in the back supports her as he holds up one of her legs by the back of her knee. She moans aloud as she feels the first swipe of tongue against her slick flesh.

  The men moan in unison and I heard a raspy groan escape Nix who once again shifts me in his lap for comfort.

  The man on his knees uses his tongue on the girl, while he removes his own pants. His erection is solid and now grasped tightly in his hand; he begins to stroke himself to the rhythm he sets with his tongue. The girl’s head falls back on a moan and the man behind her announces, “She’s edging, man. Ease up.”

  “She tastes incredible. I can’t get enough of this pussy” he says as he dives back in.

  “Yeah, man? What, like sugar?”

  “Nah, better. Like flowers, exotic ones, orchids melting on my tongue.”

  “Ahh, I need to fucking taste that sweetness, too. Baby, put your fingers in your tight pussy for me and let me suck those fingers clean” he orders.

  The guy licking her pulls back long enough for her to insert her fingers deep inside herself. She raises them to the other man and he greedily sucks them into his mouth. “Fuck, you’re right, man. So good” he sighs.

  The man rises from his knees, licks his lips one time to savor her flavor, then seals his lips fully around the girls. When he pulls back, he nods to the other guy who puts his hand into the girl’s hair and guides her head down. She opens her mouth and closes it around the man in front of her. He grunts as his hips pump his cock into her mouth. She strokes him with her lips a few times before he pulls back to sit on the seat near them.

  The girl slides to her knees and recaptures him in between her lips. The other guy settles in behind her, lifts her hips, then thrusts, entering her in one push. She cries out around the other man’s cock as the man behind her sets a grueling pace. Within seconds, she releases the man from her mouth, flings her head back, and announces her release. The man behind her guides her head back down. “Make him come in that sweet mouth of yours while I come in this tight pussy” he instructs.

  The girl obeys and begins to stroke the man once more with her lips, her head moving quickly up and down in his lap. “Get there, man, I’m gonna fucking come” the man inside the girl orders. After a few more strokes of her lips and a few more thrusts of the other man’s hips, the two men find their pleasure together.

  The man on his knees collapses on top of the girl, covering her with his body, the man in the chair, now covered with a sheen of sweat, his hands gripping the arms of the chair, teeth clenched, moans as his head falls back.

  They slowly recover, and as they do, Nix pushes me from his lap, rises and leads me out of the main room down a hallway and into a private room. “I know what you need, Raina. You’ve been rubbing yourself all over my lap trying to catch some friction. You’re wet and you need to come, I can smell it on you. I can either help you, no strings attached, I promise, it’ll be our secret, or I can leave you alone” he offers.

  “I think I have to do this alone, Nix. I’m sorry.”

  He nods. “There’s a drawer full of toys right there. You can have privacy or explore your desires,” he states. “Just hit that button and people will be able to see in,” Nix points to a red button on the wall. “You won’t be able to see out, so you’ll never know if anyone is watching you or not. If they are, you won’t know who they are.”

  I clear my throat, contemplating. “Would you watch me?” I ask.

  Nix shrugs, turns, then leaves me alone. He doesn’t offer to help again, knowing my loyalty to Pete will never waver.

  I stand in place unable to move at first, not sure what to do. The ache between my legs at an all time high, I need relief but I don’t know if I can do this here. After a minute, I decide that I can, the ache needs to be cooled off. But should I press that button and explore my desires like Nix suggested?

  I think of the people on the other side of that window, maybe even him, watching me. I stop my thoughts and find bravery like I’ve never known. I walk over to the drawer to investigate, needing to bring myself to orgasm and knowing I’ll need more than my own hand tonight.

  I look through each toy; dildos, vibrators, oral stimulators, but in the end, I pick an excitingly unique metal pleasure tool that offers a double feature shape. It’s designed for a firm, precision massage of my G-spot while also providing pleasurable pressure externally against my clitoris.

  I open the package and weigh it in my hands. It feels cool and smooth, hefty in weight. I give that button on the window one more thought, walk over to it, and press.

  I stand in front of the window for a minute and stare out, wondering if anyone is looking in. I smile coyly, and with new found boldness, I remove my corset, panties, and knee high stockings. I turn and saunter to the bed with the toy in my hand.

  I lay down and allow my hands to run over my body, the toy smooth against my skin, instantly hardening my nipples. I run it down my belly and let it rest on my bare pussy. I rub it inside the wetness of my lips to lubricate it then take a deep breath as I insert it.

  Once inside, it easily reaches my G-spot as intended and I shudder at the contact. I manipulate it then give it a few rocks for further stimulation. I think about the possibility of others on the other side of the window.

  Watching me.

  I picture a man, his cock hard and aching for a release as much as I am. He reaches for his sub, maybe his girlfriend and pushes her to her knees. “Suck my cock and make me come in your mouth while I watch her get herself off” he’d order. The girl would instantly obey, sucking him hard until he comes hot and deep down her throat.

  The slick, ultra firm steel, deliciously weighty is unrelentingly massaging me close to orgasm. I imagine another couple, also behind that window watching me. The guy from this couple would grab his girl by her hips and lower her to his lap. She’d be facing away from him, her back to his front, while looking at me through the window. She would rise and fall on his erection while his finger toyed with her clit until they both came with loud grunts and groans.

  The double stimulation of my clit and my G-spot is finally enough to take me over the edge. As I come, screaming out my release, I think of the possibility of the last couple behind that window. Nix and a girl. Nix unable to wait another second, aroused to his breaking point from w
atching me pleasure myself, would grab the girl, press her against the glass of the window and enter her aggressively from behind. He’d fuck her hard and fast standing up, pressed against the glass until he came deep inside her at the exact moment I find my release.

  Not long after I come, I must fall asleep. The next thing I remember is Nix gently waking me, covering my naked form with a robe, then lifting me in his arms. “You need to get dressed so we can head home. I assume by the way I found you, you’re good now?”

  Embarrassed by my fantasy of him watching, I dip my head and nod. He lets me stand and I clench the robe to my body. I’m afraid to ask but I have to know. “Did you watch me, Nix?”

  “Do you really want the answer to that, love?”

  I think about that for a second then answer honestly. “Maybe not.”

  “Let’s get you home” he says.

  We visit the club a few more times together, me watching a few different scenes with Nix and learning to better understand his and Pete’s lifestyle and my own kinky tendencies. By the time Pete finds me, I’m ready to be found, almost.

  ****

  Phoenix Doyle loves gorgeous women, can’t get enough of them. As he’s about to sink deep inside the beauty in his bed, he stops for one brief second, wondering if he should show some loyalty to his new neighbor and send her home. The thought passes as quickly as it came, and he finds himself banging his mate’s girlfriend.

  When the deed is done, he disposes of the condom, pulls on his trousers, and walks the girl to the door. He planned on walking her back to her lover’s flat, but when he opens the door he finds me standing there, contemplating if I should knock or not.

  “Raina, is everything alright, love?” Phoenix asks when he sees the look of distress on my face.

  “Um, I don’t know. It can wait though, I didn’t mean to interrupt” I say while looking at the girl standing with Nix, the girl who is marrying another of our neighbors.

  “No, no. No interruption at all. I was just seeing Emily back to her flat. She was helping me with something.”