by Al Daltrey
Someone had actually turned down the music again so everyone could hear more clearly. I was mortified. I’d never been so publicly displayed. I couldn’t help but glance over at Jack one more time. He mouthed the words ‘I love you,’ and I knew in that moment, I could endure anything.
*SMACK* Fast Eddie’s hand came crashing down, quite hard, on my ass.
*SMACK* *SMACK* Twice more, in fast succession, his hand came down right on the exact same cheek.
People jeered. One of the strippers who was worried for me, yelled ‘Not so hard’, while another who was obviously more extreme called out to ‘Smack her harder’. Fast Eddie, played it smart. He put the onus on me.
“Ask for the next one,” he commanded me. “Tell me if you want it hard or soft, and then thank me properly.”
I paused for effect, and then spoke: “Please…please Sir, give me another. Nice and hard!”
*SMACK!!*
“Arrggh. Thank-you Sir for properly disciplining me. I deserved that.”
Three more times Fast Eddie’s hand came crashing down on my ass, and three more times I thanked him afterward. While I couldn’t see my rear, I knew it was hot, shiny pink. At one point, I felt his bulge underneath my tummy. He was hard. The audience enjoyed the show as well. Anyone with a kinky nature, even more so.
“After the next spank, I want you to apologize to all the guests for causing such a disturbance,” Fast Eddie ordered as he brought his relentless hand down again on my sore bottom.
*SMACK!!*
“Thanks yet again, Sir. And everyone, I just want to apologize. I’m truly sorry for being clumsy earlier, and causing all this fuss, and now deserving this corrective discipline.”
*SMACK* *SMACK*
The last two blows landed on the back of my thighs, but hurt no less. My final indignity was to kiss Eddie’s hand as a symbol of my gratitude. Lexi then kissed me on the cheek. Jack gave me a warm hug at the first opportunity. It was a crazy kinky evening. We stayed for another hour or so and helped to tidy up. Lexi loaned me a little black sweater to wear over my ruined dress. It was late and time for us to go home. I was really tired, and my ass was sore. I was happy.
Jack whispered in my ear, “Let’s take that freshly spanked butt of yours to bed.”
We walked to the elevator, kissed while we rode it, and then held hands all the way down our own hallway. Life was good.
Chapter 20. Another Condo
Jack’s View:
The following day we woke up at two o’clock in the afternoon, teasing each other about sleeping in like teenagers. It wasn’t that we got home at 3:00 am. It was that we fucked until 5:00.
Lying in bed, Chloe looked at me with the most beautiful eyes in the world, “I know I’m supposed to wait for you to take the lead, but I want you to be my Master again,” she pleaded.
Don’t you see my darling? I’m hesitating because I love you so much. I don’t want to fuck up again. I’m not perfect, no dominant is. I can’t promise you I will never make another mistake, all I can promise you is I will never stop loving you. I did not voice any of these feelings to Chloe.
“We’d pick up where we left off,” I warned her.
“That’s the whole point, isn’t it?” she replied.
“Kurt would finally get to try that knout on your shoulders.”
“I’d gasp at every strike, and then ask for another.”
“Now that my firm won that new account, I will be travelling more. So, I’d arrange for you to spend an entire weekend with that red-haired vixen from last night.”
“Oh my...she’d destroy me,” Chloe whispered, “but I’d be so proud to show the marks upon your return.”
“I love you, Chloe. Let’s get dressed. I want to tell you something next door.”
Without even having a coffee, I put on track pants and a t-shirt, and Chloe slipped on her bathrobe. I took her by the hand to our second condo.
Chloe’s View:
It was a peaceful beautiful sleep, after such an unforgettable night. With my head still groggy, I practically begged Jack to make me his submissive again. He cautioned me as to what that might entail, but to me, his words were more like a sales pitch, than a warning.
Then we walked next door, barefoot, me naked underneath my waffle bathrobe. We stood in the middle of the empty condo. Jack scooped me into his arms and proceeded to dance slowly with me in the middle of the room.
“Jack, there is no music,” I giggled.
“We don’t need music.”
We finished our imaginary song, and then taking my hand, we walked from room to room. “You will need to furnish this place,” he said. “Fast Eddie is going to rent it from us. We agreed to the terms last night.”
“Fast Eddie?” I asked. “Isn’t he super-rich, why would he want it?”
“You know how, at the club, each week they have a ‘Featured Attraction’: some famous porn star from the U.S. or Europe? Well, rather than put these porn star-strippers up at the Four Seasons where they empty out the mini-bar fridge and smoke in the non-smoking rooms, he’s going to let them stay here.”
“That’s hilarious,” I giggled. “What a hoot. So every other week, we’ll have a famous porn star living next door.” As the words escaped my mouth, my heart started to race. I blushed and lowered my eyes instinctively.
“Yes Chloe,” Jack said with his Dom voice, “some of the most-fucked pussies in the world will be right here, next to our home. As my sub, your obedient little tongue might have to soothe some of those well-ploughed holes.”
“Ohhh...my,” I groaned. “I’d feel like a whore to whores”. My body was vibrating, but my pussy - as satisfied as it was from the night before - was starting to respond. Maybe my Dom, my husband, my lover should fuck me in this empty room.
“Still certain you want to be my submissive?”
In his hand Jack held my symbolic collar: the beautiful eternity ring that I so wanted back. I positioned my right hand toward him, fingers spaced apart and wavering slightly. He slipped it back onto its proper place, over my finger, claiming me again.
I looked up at my Master, “More than ever.”
The end.