The Red Door (The Door Series Book 1)

by Massey, J. L.

  “Mitch is correct. Actually, if you let us have you, there will become a time when you beg for the pain as much as the pleasure.” Alex leaned back down and swiped his tongue across my right nipple a few times, getting it wet. Then he raised his head and blew. He repeated it and then leaned back down and bit it at the same time as he touched my clit. I moaned and pressed my breast up further without even realizing it.

  “While I come down here and eat your pretty pussy, Mitch is going to show you how to give a good blowjob. Have you ever done that? Have you ever given a blowjob?” I felt my face brighten up to the color of the club’s door. I could let them have my body without being embarrassed, but talk about how inexperienced I was, and I turned red all over.

  “No, never.”

  “We are your first, Angel. I probably am going to enjoy eating this pussy almost as much as he enjoys getting his blowjob. What do you think about that? You’re pleasing both of us at once.”

  “It s...s...sounds nice.” I said this as Alex slowly blew on my nether lips. He spread them and pushed his tongue between my folds. I jerked back from the cool air and hot tongue and hoped that I smelled fine and even though I had been waxed a week ago I was worried that everything wasn’t how it should be. I was sure that he had been with lots of girls and had seen many more, being in a club like this, and I knew there was no way I could compare. I felt that I should say something when he blew again. I moaned, and Mitch swooped in and kissed me, if you could call it a kiss. His mouth swooped down and his tongue devoured every space within reach of my mouth, both in and out. I shuddered as he traced my lips with his tongue before he invaded again. Every entry stole my thoughts. He smiled as he sat up on his knees and brought his penis to my mouth. They intruded me together, Alex picking up my hips and pushing his tongue into my pussy as Mitch was tilting my head to slide his cock into my mouth, overwhelming my senses. I couldn’t decide what to focus on. I chose Mitch because he pulled out of my mouth and started giving orders.

  “Wet it first with your tongue baby then we will work on you going down on it.” I licked up and down, glad that he smelled like soap. I wasn’t sure what men smelled like, but for some reason it worried me that men would stink. Little by little I took him in my mouth. He was big. He was what I thought was normal length, but he was thick. I had heard through the years different conversations on the length of a man but had never heard anyone talk about the width. It was hard to get him past my teeth without scrapping the sides. I gagged the first couple of times, then started breathing through my nose. After I went as far as I could, Mitch put his fingers around the stem so I could continue without gagging. And I did for a little bit. Though I was embarrassed about the slurping sounds I was making, I let myself go enough to not care and savored the taste of his cock. Alex decided to get serious, and I could do nothing but moan. After pulling his cock back, Mitch played with my nipples and watched Alex go to town on my pussy. When I climaxed, I screamed out Alex’s name and grabbed onto Mitch’s head and arched my breasts up to his mouth. As I came back down I realized that it was time. Mitch moved between my legs and put on a condom.

  “Sweetheart, I wish I could say that this will feel awesome to you, but it’ll hurt. I’m sorry. Alex and I will take care of you and let you rest and heal up before we take you again.”

  “Again?”

  “Yes, my pet, again, one time will not be near enough.” He glanced up and over at Alex, who was now sitting in Mitch’s spot and holding my hands above my head. “I’m sure Alex would love to have you at some point, too. Are you ready? I’ll be as easy as I can.”

  “Yes, Sir, I’m ready.”

  “God, you’re perfect. And the way you say ‘Yes Sir’. I think I could cum in my sleep dreaming of that.” Mitch eased in. Shit he was big. I shook my head side to side not knowing if he was going to fit. Alex leaned down and took my mouth as Mitch broke past my barrier. Fuck, it hurt. Bad. I knew it would, but I’ve never had any fear of the pain. Shit, I was stupid. I had seen the man’s size; if he couldn’t fit it in my big ass mouth then he sure as hell shouldn’t be able to fit it in a small hole that was even tight for tampons!

  “Fuck, Aurora. Hang on. Jesus, you are tight. And mine. You’re mine. I’ll share you with Alex, as agreed, but no one else. Do you understand?”

  “I’m your sub?” I noticed that he said this, but he did not move. He held himself above me in a push up position so his weight would not hurt me. He was not straining, though I knew that he would get tired soon.

  “Yes, you’re mine and Alex’s. There are several scenes we can do that involve more than one man, and Alex is perfect, but no one else.” Then he slowly started moving in and out. On about the fifth stroke the pain had dulled to an intense pressure. Alex was kissing all around my neck and shoulders while Mitch fucked me. They were the most attentive men I could ever ask for. Mitch started moving faster and faster. It was beginning to feel good, and Alex leaned up further and started jacking off. I didn’t even realize when my hand was released, and I moved it down to my clit. I stroked it as I watched Alex tighten his grip. When his first splash of cum hit my chest, the warm drops made me rub harder. The intense pressure turned into a tiny orgasm. I looked up into Mitch’s eyes as I did and whispered his name while he let go deep inside me. We sat there in silence for a few seconds and when I went to move my hand Mitch grabbed it and sucked my fingers in his mouth.

  “Mmm. You’re right Alex, spiced peaches.”

  “She’s fucking delicious.”

  Using my other hand, I rubbed my finger on my chest in Alex’s cum and then slipped it in my mouth. “Have to say I don’t know if you or Mitch tastes better.”

  “Is that right? Well, I’ll have to be sure to give you a proper taste one of these times.” Alex laughed, slapping the outside of my thigh hard, as he stood and got me a tissue.

  I felt tender as Mitch pulled out. He was looking down with a fierce expression, and I could see he didn’t like that he hurt me. I rose up and grabbed his face and kissed him. “I’m glad it was you. And I’m glad Alex was here, too. If you meant what you said about me being your sub, I would like it. You say you would push me, and I’m sure I would need it, but you will also take care of me to make sure I enjoy the experience.”

  Mitch looked surprised at my display of affection. His voice was rough when he replied, “Yes, I meant it. You’re mine. I’m not letting you go. You better get used to seeing my ugly mug and feeling my fat cock in this tight pussy because it’s mine, and I’ll use it how and when I want.” He smirked at me, daring me to deny him.

  I turned to Alex and looked at him. He had a huge smile across his face like he won the lottery. I snuggled into his chest and licked a couple lines of his tattoo. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned down to my ear.

  “He’s not the only one. You will be spreading those legs for me, too, sometimes even at the same time.”

  “Am I your sub, too?”

  “You are, at least for now. We’ll see how it works out.”

  I moaned and kissed up his neck to his mouth. I crawled over him straddling his lap and kept kissing him.

  I looked up to see Mitch dressed and leaning back on his desk holding my dress and panties, watching us.

  “Aurora, right through that door is a private bathroom, go and clean up. I still want to take you on the walk through tonight before I lead you up to my room.”

  “Yes, Sir.” I grabbed my dress and panties and went to the bathroom with a huge smile on my face. I didn’t know why I was no longer worried what might happen in the club. I felt safe, and even though I knew that feeling couldn’t be real, I was enjoying it.

  When I emerged from the bathroom, Mitch was gone and Alex was waiting for me. The room showed no signs of what had gone on. No proof that I took a huge step in a different direction. I almost laughed at myself and what I would tell Becca. ‘Yes I went into the rabbit hole and mated with the Mad Hatter and the Cheshire cat under the approval of the White Rab
bit.’ I bit my cheek to keep from laughing at my nutty thoughts.

  There was no way of putting back the changes made in this room tonight, not that I would even want to. I was glad that I had waited. If I had done what my boyfriend, Mark, wanted when I was in high school, I would have been a quick wham bam thank you ma’am across the cab of his daddy’s old single cab truck. And even though Mark was a great guy, at seventeen there was no way he could have known how to make my body feel good when I didn’t even know. Thank God I waited.

  Alex held out his hand, walked me to the door, and stopped to look down.

  “Once we go through this door it becomes official. I’ll guide you, but you need to remember not to talk to others unless given permission. This is not only for you, but for others as well. I can tell you there will probably be some people you know, but in this club, you don’t know them. Just like you are no longer Aurora Hammond. You belong to Mitch and me, and you are what we tell you to be.”

  “Sounds…”

  “Controlling? Dominating? Demeaning?” Alex looked ruthlessly at me while saying this. He didn’t think I could do this. That or he didn’t want me to be able to do this. I honestly didn’t know if I even knew what all this entailed, but I wanted to try more than anything else.

  “No. Well, yes, I’m sure it can be, but I was going to say liberating. I’m not that girl I was in high school. I don’t know who I am honestly. It’ll be nice not to have to pretend to be that girl because I lost her long ago, and I’m not even sure if I remember who she was anymore.” I whispered the last looking off, lost in thoughts of that carefree girl.

  “No, you’re still her. But you are realizing that she was only a girl and you, my Angel, are more of a woman than most of the ones here tonight, no matter their age. Your grief might have buried you for a while, but only until it was deep enough to uncover the strength that is now shining in your eyes each time I look at you. You’re that girl transformed into a beautiful woman. And even better is that you’re still changing, becoming stronger.” He smiled down at me.

  “Transformed?” I jumped on that word so I wouldn’t have to acknowledge everything else he just said.

  “Sure, why not? Transformers change from a robot into kickass cars, and you changed from a sweet angel into a sultry vixen.”

  “I am not sure about all that.” I laughed while blushing at the thought of him seeing me that way.

  “As I was saying, everyone out there, they’re only Doms and subs to you. If you speak with someone you know without permission, not only will you be punished, but if it’s another sub, there is a good chance they’ll be punished, too. You keeping quiet will keep you out of trouble. Later, as you get more used to the club, you’ll become more relaxed and see that there are plenty of opportunities for you to mingle with the subs you know and actually have time to meet more, but until then it’ll seem hard and restricted.”

  “Mitch and I don’t care if you look at others. Some Doms prohibit that and others will view it as an open offer. I’ll let you know which gentlemen you need to avoid looking at. You’ll probably be able to tell by how the subs around them act. If their eyes are on the floor and they are not speaking, then it is safe to say that you need to avoid direct eye contact. You’ll have to use the word Sir or Ma’am in front of the names to show respect. There are very few Masters or Mistresses in the club, and unless they directly tell you to call them by that, Sir or Ma’am will work for them, too. Subs who you are allowed to speak with will be on a first name basis. Mitch and I are to be answered as Sir or Sir Mitch and Sir Alex. You seem to have already caught onto that one though.” His smile turned into a grin. “You do not have to walk behind me or look beaten down. I can’t stand that behavior. You’re a sub and to be treasured. Most importantly, you are Mitch’s and my sub. That puts you above other subs because you are the owner’s sub—a position many want to fill. Keep your head high and remember that. Mitch had to deal with business and will catch up with us. We’re going to the bar to meet up with Adam and Holly. Any questions?”

  “No, Sir.” He leaned down and gave me a chaste kiss then opened the door and led us out. The hall was busy with people entering the club, and we had to wade through. I could see that there wasn’t dress code but a lot of skin. The men looked comfortable in jeans or slacks. The women wore sexy clothes. There were a few with collars attached to leashes, which I hated immediately. We made it to a large room with at least three sitting areas, a bar, and a small dance area in front of an equally small stage. Although there were people all around, we could walk straight through to the bar where a gorgeous woman was serving drinks. She was the type of woman you think of when you picture Wonder Woman. Silky long black hair, big blue eyes, thick pouty lips, and huge ass boobs confined in a gold corset top. I couldn’t see the rest of her but decided that she was the shit.

  “Alex, what can I get for you?” she asked in a husky voice. Yeah, definitely the shit.

  “Diana, this is Aurora. She’s new to the whole scene and she belongs to both Mitch and me. Angel, this is Mistress Diana. She tends bar here on Friday nights and plays on Saturdays.”

  “Bullshit! Mitch took on a sub? Permanently? And he’s sharing?” She looked me over quickly. “Wow, Sweetheart, I have to say it is a pleasure to meet you. You’re taking on two extremely possessive Doms together. I can’t wait to see the scenes you do.”

  “Umm, thank you, Mistress Diana.” I said this looking down at my pink shoes not knowing if I should look up. Plus, the thought of doing a scene made me cringe a little but also turned me on at the same time.

  “Sweetheart, you can look at me. I don’t bite and honestly, I would like to have a girl I can talk to without a man getting scared I’ll steal her away. Now speak free and tell me what you would like to drink.” I looked up at Alex first, who half smirked, then at Diana. I might not swing that way, but I could see why guys would be scared about losing their sub. Wonder Woman was a knock-out and her steel blue eyes held a lot of power.

  “Thank you. I think that was the best compliment I could ask for.” Her face brightened, and she grinned showing straight white teeth.

  “Oh shit! Did I say that out loud? I did, didn’t I. Ummm...I’m sorry I...I shit.” Great! I looked back down at my shoes and could feel my face getting hot. Smooth. Real smooth.

  Alex and Diana both started full on laughing. He grabbed my face, still laughing, and lifted it till he made eye contact. “Angel, she’s not offended at all. She knows who she looks like, and that is why she goes by Diana, even though it is not her real name. It’s her persona. She even makes her subs call her Princess Diana sometimes.”

  “Yeah, but only the girl subs. Hmmm, Angel?” She leaned over the bar and looked at my face closely. “It’s fitting; you do have this whole virtuous thing going on. Tell you what; if you are good I might even let you see my Wonder Woman tattoo.” Alex growled low in his throat. “Chill Alex. She said herself she didn’t swing that way. And as cute as she is, she has newbie written all over her. You know I don’t go there, but if you need an extra hand for anything, I’ll be happy to help.” This was said while looking me up and down again only this time her eyes were filled with desire as they stopped on my breasts and then moved lower. “Oh damn, look at those shoes. What size shoes do you wear? If we wear the same size shoes, all bets are off.”

  “I wear an eight.”

  “Hot damn, sit down and let’s talk about my favorite men. Christian Louboutin and Manolo Blahnik.”

  “If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.” Yes, I was a shoe whore. What could I say? It was more armor, ranking up there with the color pink and sexy underwear.

  “Oh! Kinky. I love you already. What would you like to drink, Sweetheart?”

  “A Sprite would be nice.”

  “Good girl. I, for one, believe subs shouldn’t drink in this setting. Did Alex tell you to not to order any alcohol?”

  “No, I’m just an easy drunk,” I said cautiously, knowing that ligh
tweights always caught crap about being a wimp.

  “Well, whatever the reason, I’m glad you are not drinking. You need to keep your head so you know what you are doing and being numb isn’t advised when trying to find out what level of pain you like. I am trying to push a rule that no subs be allowed to drink and Doms have a two drink maximum or an hour wait.”

  “Sounds like smart advice.”

  “It is. Watch the scenes and think how different it would be if they were drunk. We are pretty good at keeping those who are too drunk from doing a scene, but mistakes have happened. Mitch is straightening everything out though and this club will be tip top again, before too long. Alex? Drink?”

  “A Coke for me, Diana.”

  “Diana, one for me, too, and a water for Holly, please.” I looked up to see Adam and Holly standing behind us. Adam leaned in to talk to me.

  “Ari, sweetheart how are things going? I saw Mitch out front but couldn’t talk. Did you and the guys work everything out?” I jumped up and gave Adam a big hug. Then one to Holly.

  “Adam! Thank you! And yes, I…umm I.” I looked back to Alex to see him looking down at me, his arms crossed with a blank face, and realized that I was talking and touching a man who I didn’t belong to. No matter that it was Adam, and he was like family, and Alex’s brother to boot. And it didn’t matter that Adam started the conversation, I knew the rules. Agreed to them. I stepped back to Alex and looked down to my feet. “I’m sorry, Alex.”

  I heard him take a deep breath and sigh out loud while looking up at the ceiling.

  “Being this is Adam and Holly, and you will be spending a lot of time with them, and they consider you family, you will have a lot of leeway where they are concerned. Saying that, you still need to get permission because if they were someone else—anyone else—you would be getting punished right now. Here in this club you’re not Ari. I cannot stress this enough. You think Mitch wants to be out there working when he could be in your arms. No. And he doesn’t want to walk in from working, or anywhere, and see you in someone else’s arms, even if it is Adam. I know this because I don’t want you in anyone else’s arms. You need to act reserved with Adam and Holly until you are out of the club. I thought I explained the rules well enough before we left the office.”