by Rose Nickol
Dave and Evan walked back over to where Sadie was. “Very nice,” they both said together. “Now, up on the bench.” Dave pointed.
The bench started out normal width, then got narrow and then wider again. “On your stomach, with your breasts hanging on each side,” Dave instructed.
Sadie got into position, and Dave ran his hand over her back. “Good girl. I’m going to show Master Evan some of the features of my new toy. I want you to be very still and very quiet. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Sadie was already getting in the head space for punishment and play.
Dave pointed out various things to Evan, but Sadie wasn’t really paying attention. She had drifted off and was enjoying the thoughts of what was to come. One of the men would occasionally rub her back or finger her pussy, but other than that just let her lay there. It was fairly comfortable. The bench was nicely padded and a good height for her.
Dave came around and knelt beside her. “Sadie did you think about your punishment like I asked you to?”
“Yes, Master,” she answered.
“And what did you decide?” Evan asked.
“Whatever my Masters please,” she answered.
“Very good,” they both answered.
“Tell us why you need punishment?” Dave spoke this time.
“Because I left the club without telling you where I was going.”
“And?” Evan asked.
“Because I didn’t have my phone and you were worried about me.”
“Very good,” Dave answered. “Now we begin. We’re going to put nipple clamps on you now and show you one of the interesting features about this bench.” The men knelt down, one on each side of her and each took a nipple in their mouth. Sucking and licking, nipping and biting until they had them the way they wanted.
Dave applied his clip first, and Sadie took a sharp breath in. “Too tight, Master. Ohhhhhhh!” she moaned.
“If it was too tight, you would be screaming, not whining. Deep breath, you’re okay,” Evan said as he applied his clamp.
Dave moved between her legs and slowly licked her slit. Taking her clit in his mouth, he sucked and licked it into an engorged state. “Deep breath, girl, the clit clamp is going on now.”
Taking a deep breath, Sadie curled her hands into fists waiting for the pain to pass. “Ooohhhhh,” she moaned. She really didn’t like clit clamps that well.
“Can you give me a color, girl?” Dave asked, rubbing her back.
“Yellowish green, Master,” she said, panting.
“Just keep breathing, baby, you’ll be okay,” Evan said as he took her mouth in a reassuring kiss.
Rubbing her back and speaking softly to her, the men calmed her. “Are you okay to go on?” Dave asked.
“Yes, Master,” she answered breathily.
“Okay, we’re going to attach all the clamps to a chain which will be fastened to the frame below you. We’re not going to use any other restraints. You will have to hold still or you will pull your nipples and clit. You control how much you move and how much pain you are in.”
That was just pure evil, Sadie thought. How the hell was she supposed to be still while they were punishing her? She couldn’t see her men, but was sure they each had an evil wicked grin on their faces.
“Evan, you can also control the clamps by moving this lever. Up to tighten and down to loosen.” He demonstrated.
“Oh my God. Oooohhhhhhh!” Sadie moaned as the chain tightened and released.
“Okay.” Evan laughed. “Time to begin. You will get ten swats with my strap and ten strikes with Master Dave’s cane. No coming. You are allowed to scream all you want, but other than that I don’t want to hear any sounds from you. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to tighten the chain. You might not want to move too much,” Dave instructed.
Jesus Christ. I’d better figure out how to stay still or I’ll be in serious pain, she thought as Dave tightened the chain just to the point of pain. She couldn’t move at all without hurting herself.
The first strike of the strap came across the back of her thighs and she jumped. Screaming, “Oh my God,” she thought, I almost pulled my nipples off, and my poor clit. She grabbed on to the bottom of the bench to hold herself still.
Dave placed his hand on the middle of her back and applied pressure. “I’ll hold your back for you. You have to do the rest yourself.” He really didn’t want her to hurt herself.
“Thank you, Master.” She hiccupped.
Evan moved the lever and let the tension a little looser on her nipples and clit, feeling sorry for her. “I’m going to give you the rest of your strikes now. Deep breath.” He reared back and let the blows rain on her thighs and ass. When he reached ten, he stopped and ran his hand gently over the area he had reddened. Reaching between her legs, he stroked her clit and gently tugged the chain. “Come for me, baby.”
Dave knelt down and took her mouth while he tugged on her nipple chains. She came, screaming into Dave’s mouth. Evan continued to manipulate her clit and the wave kept cresting. After what seemed like forever, both men stopped and, patting her back and rubbing her legs, talked her down.
Once she stopped shaking, Evan knelt down on the other side of her with a bottle of water. “Here, take a few sips. Dave’s going to put some cream on your ass before he starts with the cane.”
“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.” Sadie was glad for the break. The sessions with her men were intense, but they were very considerate of her and made sure she felt loved and cherished.
After Dave administered her punishment, they flipped her over and Dave showed Evan how the chain for the clamps fitted to the frame above her. He showed him how to control it from that angle and both men took turns fucking her pussy. When she was spent and exhausted, Dave carried her back to his suite where both men fucked her into the night. Sadie lost count of how many times they took her and how many times she came. She woke the next morning sore and sated.
Chapter Thirteen
The next few days passed without incident. The police and DEA were no further on finding out what her kidnappers were looking for, and Sadie still didn’t have a clue.
It was Friday night and the club was busy. Sadie was sitting at the bar with Rachel enjoying some girl time and relaxing. Her friend Connie was in town and was going to do a demonstration with her partner Dean. Both girls were looking forward to the demo and visiting with Connie. The only person missing was Sadie’s best friend Jenna. Jenna was several months pregnant with her first child and her husband Kyle was very protective. They didn’t come to the club very often.
Not paying attention to what was going on around her and enjoying the company, she was startled when a hand landed on her shoulder. “Don’t move,” the voice said.
Rachel frantically waved to Craig, who came immediately to Sadie’s side.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
“Official business, DEA,” the voice said.
By now Evan had noticed the commotion around Sadie and was working his way across the crowded club. He caught Dave’s attention and Dave followed.
The man leaned down and whispered in Sadie’s ear. “I know you have it, where is it?”
Sadie couldn’t believe the nerve of the man to come and confront her in the club full of people. How did he get in anyway?
Dave and Evan walked up, nodding to Craig that they would take it from here. Dave walked up to the stranger and said, “I’m Ms. Sanders’s fiancé, how may I help you?”
“Dick Anderson, DEA. We have information that a package was delivered to Ms. Sanders’s condo by mistake about seven weeks ago, I need to know the whereabouts of that package. From our intel its contents are very valuable and it is very dangerous for Ms. Sanders to have it in her possession,” the man said as he stood up straighter and flashed a badge in front of Dave’s face.
Evan had come to stand on Sadie’s other side and put a protective arm around her. Who di
d this asshole think he was anyway? Evan would find out how he got in the club, you can bet on that.
Dave straightened to his full height towered over the small man. “I think this is better discussed in my office. Follow me please.” He grabbed Sadie’s hand and pulling her behind him strutted to his office, not looking to see if Evan or the supposed DEA agent were following him.
When he got to his office he pulled Sadie in front of him and pushed her into the space. “Have a seat, we’ll be in in a few, baby. I’ll take care of this,” he said as he leaned down and gave her a reassuring kiss.
Blocking the door and shutting it, he turned to the DEA agent and Evan. Looking at Evan he said, not caring if the agent heard him or not, “Check him out, find out how he got in and report back.”
Evan smiled and, pulling his phone out of his pocket, starting making calls as he walked toward the club entrance. Theresa was at reception tonight and he was going to find out how the jerk had gotten in the club.
After talking to Theresa and finding out that the jerk had bullied his way into the club, pulling his badge and rank on the poor girl, he did a quick search or his phone and called his contact from the DEA. Finding out that the guy did in fact work for the DEA, but was not an agent and was not assigned to this case, set up an alarm for Evan.
Not waiting until he could reach Dave’s office, he dialed Dave’s number. As he was walking up, he was explaining the situation on the phone.
Chapter Fourteen
After putting Sadie in his office, Dave turned to the supposed DEA agent. The man tried to shoulder his way past Dave. “I must speak with Ms. Sanders alone. You are interfering in a federal investigation and I could bring you up on charges, now out of my way,” he said, trying to shove Dave out of the way. Dave was a good six inches taller and fifty pounds heavier than the man, so he wasn’t getting far, and all the threats in the world would not move Dave.
Dave’s phone rang and seeing it was Evan, he took the call. Evan gave him the information he had obtained and acknowledging the info, Dave disconnected the call. The entire time Dave was on the phone the little agent sputtered and raved at Dave.
Puffing his chest out, he closed the space between them and got as close to Dave as he dared. Shaking a finger at Dave, he raved, “I must see Ms. Sanders alone. You are interfering in a federal investigation. I’ll have this club closed and you perverts brought up on charges. Now move aside.”
By now Evan had walked up and was standing behind the man with his arms crossed over his chest watching and trying not to laugh. The man had a lot of nerve to shake his finger at Dave.
Dave looked down at the little man and simply said, “No.”
“No,” he sputtered. “What do you mean no? I am a federal agent and you will move!” He once again tried to bulldoze his way through Dave.
Once again Dave looked at the man and said, “No!” Dave was having fun playing with the man, but the time for games was over.
“Mr. Anderson, we have spoken to your supervisor and are aware that you are not an agent, and that you are not assigned to this case. As far as having the club closed, I don’t think so. Can you explain to us exactly why you are here?” Dave stood a little taller and crossed his arms over his chest, a very imposing figure.
“That’s all irrelevant, I must speak with Ms. Sanders,” he said, and once again tried to push his way past Dave.
Evan came up behind the man and looking down at him asked, “Why is it so important that you speak with her?”
“The package was delivered to her house by mistake and if I don’t get it they will kill me. I promised them I would get it. That idiot I hired to kidnap her didn’t find out anything, and I must have that package. Get out of my way!”
“Wait!” Dave yelled. “You had Sadie and me kidnapped?” He was furious now.
“You weren’t supposed to be there. It was just supposed to be the woman, and I need that package. Now out of my way!” The little twerp still didn’t have the sense to back down.
Dave and Evan each grabbed the man by an arm and dragged him down the hall to an empty office. Sitting him in a chair, they both sat on the desk and crossed their arms. “Okay, you little jerk, tell us what’s going on.”
“You can’t treat me this way. I’m a DEA agent,” he blustered.
“No you are not. You are a paper pusher. I talked to your supervisor, who is a friend of mine, and you have no authority on this or any other case. Alan Rainer is on his way over here now and you not only no longer have a job, you are probably going to face some jail time. Now, tell us what is going on,” Evan said as he stared the man down.
Giving up, the man took a deep breath and said, “About seven weeks ago a package was supposed to be delivered that contained a shipment the dealers were waiting for. The person who was supposed to receive it was not at the condo. The delivery man took it next door and Ms. Sanders accepted it. That package was worth two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. I was contacted by one of the bosses and given ten thousand dollars to find the package and get it back to them.”
“How did they know to contact you?” Dave asked.
“The person who contacted me is an old friend from school and knew I worked for the DEA,” Dick answered, letting out a sigh.
“So…you took the money and blew it, and now they want you to pay up,” Evan said.
“That’s about it. But you have no proof of any of this and I will deny it all,” Dick blustered.
Dave pulled out his phone and showed Dick where he had hit the record button and recorded the entire conversation.
“That’s no proof of anything,” Dick whined. The little man had balls, Dave thought.
Evan’s phone buzzed and he looked at Dave. “That’s Alan at the front. I’ll go get him and bring him back here.”
He stopped to check on Sadie on his way to the front, and she was nervously pacing the room. Reassuring her as best as he could quickly, he continued on his mission. Taking Alan back to the room where Dave was holding Dick, they explained what had happened and what Dick had admitted, playing the recording for Alan.
Sadie sat in Dave’s office, wondering what was going on. At first she could hear voices outside the door, but after a while they moved away. She paced back and forth wondering what was going on. Evan had come in and talked to her for a minute, but now he was gone too.
She tried the door and it wasn’t locked, so she opened it and walked out into the hall. Hearing voices coming from one of the offices, she went to that door. It was slightly ajar so she could hear the conversation coming from within.
Standing outside the door, she heard Evan and Dave explain to the new man what had happened. Hearing that the little twerp was on the one who had had her and Dave kidnapped, she burst in the door. “You almost had both of us killed, you little asshole. Who the fuck do you think you are?” she screamed and went for Dick’s face, claws out.
Dick shrunk back in his chair. “Keep that bitch away from me,” he screamed.
Dave quickly grabbed her and pulled her to sit between Evan and himself.
“Let me at him, I’ll show the little fucker. I’ll claw his eyes out! He got you hurt, let me at him!” Sadie screamed, looking at Dave.
“Calm down, baby, calm down. This is Alan, Dick’s supervisor. We’re all going to talk about this.” Dave had taken Sadie in his arms and was restraining her to keep her away from Dick.
Sadie relaxed into Dave’s embrace, but was still seething. She wanted to pay the little jerk back for the blow Dave had suffered and all the stress he had put them all through.
Evan took Sadie over to the couch in the room and sat on one end with her in the middle. Dave placed chairs for Alan and Dick in front of the couch and sat on the other side of Sadie, indicating that Alan and Dick should also sit.
“Sadie, do you remember receiving a package a few weeks ago?” Evan asked.
“Yes, it was for next door, and they weren’t home. I kept it a couple days then took it
over to them,” she answered.
“Do you remember what the person you gave it to looked like?” Dave asked.
“It was a woman, short bright pink hair, tall, skinny, young.”
“Good girl.” Dave praised her. “That will be very helpful.”
Alan made note of the information and made a couple phone calls. “We will check on this. I have the police coming to take care of Dick. He will be arrested for his part in the kidnapping and for impersonating a federal agent. I’m sorry for all the trouble that has been caused. Ms. Sanders, please accept our apology. The information you have given me tonight will help significantly in our investigation. The woman you’ve described has been a major player in all this. I feel we’ve made a lot of progress tonight.” He stood and shook all their hands.
Evan’s phone rang and after taking the call, he announced, “The police are here, Theresa is bringing them back.”
The police took Dick Anderson away and Evan, Dave and Sadie went to the bar with Alan. They all needed a drink.
The club was winding down for the night. Sadie had missed Connie’s demo, and was pissed about it. She went over and talked to Rachel, letting the three men talk. Connie came up and joined them and the girls made plans for lunch and shopping one day.
The club emptied out and Sadie’s men took her back to Dave’s suite and once again fucked her into the night.
Chapter Fifteen
The next few days were quiet. With the new information the DEA was making progress on the case and the condo next to Sadie’s was soon empty. Sadie wanted to go home, but Dave and Evan weren’t sure it was safe, and they didn’t want to let her go.
Sadie’s life was good. The men had let her go back to work and she had a little more freedom. It looked like the threat was over.
Dave wanted to make it permanent with Sadie, but hadn’t worked up the courage to ask her yet. He and Evan had talked about it and were going to ask her soon.
A couple weeks had passed and Connie was once again in town. Dave and Evan took the girls for lunch and shopping, and although it wasn’t as much fun with the men along, they had a good time.