“Calvin started the training with a blowjob, if I wanted one I had to give one. Of course, I wasn’t told this. I was told I was to perform oral sex. I had my eyes covered and my lips were smeared with cinnamon flavored oil. By the time I realized what I was doing I already had my tongue on this guy’s cock. I knew if I quit I would not get my cock sucked or get to finish my training. Since I already had my tongue on him, I thought why not. I could have quit anytime, but the thought of the reward of receiving one myself made me want to do a good job. When I was finished and the mask removed from my eyes Calvin stood naked in front of me. His blues eyes bright. The cinnamon oil shining on his trimmed red curls. It was my first sexual act with a man and I knew then that I didn’t care if it was a guy or a girl as long as it was pleasurable. My reward was having an older voluptuous woman finish me off with her mouth while Calvin watched. To this day, I don’t know if it was the woman’s skill or Calvin standing over us that made me cum. He stood, pumping his hardening cock until he came, shooting it on my chest. He rubbed it in and told me to leave it until I went home. I didn’t shower until the next day, after I jacked off. When I came, I rubbed it in to smear it where Calvin had the night before. I wore it there, without a shirt until that afternoon, when I realized what I was doing. I called and asked for Calvin to meet with me. I left messages. Nothing. I wanted to know if I was gay. I was so confused. I started watching porn, which made me more confused when I became hard watching both women and men. I started watching the men more to learn how to please them, because I wanted to please Calvin.
“The next time I went in, I was led to a room and told by the attendee to once again cover my eyes. I gave the best blowjob of my life that night. I did everything I could remember from the porn to prolong it and make sure he enjoyed it. When it was done and the mask was removed some man I never seen before in my life stood in front of me.” He laughed and shook his head. “He told me that he would ask for me next time. When he left I had a beautiful woman and a handsome man come in and I was allowed to choose who I want to receive a blowjob from, but that night I never saw Calvin. I learned later he had the room wired and he saw it all, but it was all part of his head games.
“Slowly it went up; if I wanted to fuck a girl I had to be willing to be fucked. It could have been a guy or a girl, depending on how Calvin felt at the time, and I was never to ask questions. Most of the time the room was completely quiet except for the sounds made during the acts. A lot of the times my eyes were covered, and I had on headphones listening to music so everything but the feel and scent was blocked out. Making it where I didn’t know and didn’t care who was pleasuring me. Later, I was taught how to use a paddle and a whip. I learned if I didn’t like doing something, there was no way a sub was going to like receiving it. It taught me to completely give myself over to my Master without any fear. It also showed me that my pleasure was his pleasure because more often than not when I would go to leave he would still be dressed and his hard cock still covered by his jeans. Never speaking or informing me of whom I had shared pleasure with.”
“Of course, later on, when I had to have control of the room I could see who I was topping, but by then I didn’t care. I could walk into the room and immediately be in the zone. When my year was up and I was let out into the real club, not just the training levels, I was able to mingle and learned even more. For instance the more money the more secrets. I found that because of the strictures most of the trainees safeworded out before the first month. The ones who made it through were offered impressive high paying jobs. A friend of a friend and all that. In my year I had sex with a few actresses, a senator, a mayor, a few CEOs, a couple escorts, a racecar driver, and a few musicians. I found out that all of them were once trainees, too. I also still have them on my speed dial. If I need anything, they have my back, and I have theirs. I was one of the few in this small but select group who signed on and enjoyed it.”
“You have them on speed dial, but do you actually ever talk with them?” I asked after I pulled his cock from my mouth.
“Yes, we have house parties a few times a year. You’ll come with me to our next one.”
“With this select group of famous people?”
“Yes.” I saw his lips twitch.
“Okay, we’ll save that discussion for later. Is that what you want for this club?”
“No, I don’t want to do our training quite like that, but I would like to do one similar. Go back to the way it was when my grandfather first opened it. That’s why Calvin is coming in. He, being a sadist himself, could help out in The Black Door where I would rather not. I think that the club should have two levels. The bar area in the front of the club as one level and allow the eighteen-year-olds to enter and mingle, but they’ll not be allowed to the second level unless they are twenty-one and would have to be part of the front club and have training before being allowed. The other two clubs will be by invite for members only from the second level of this club.”
“You asked me earlier if I would let you watch me with Alex. I think I would rather have you join in.”
“I would like that, too,” I whispered.
“But this is a conversation we would have to have with Alex, and I don’t think he is ready yet.”
“Why did you want him to leave? If we are all three going to be in a relationship, shouldn’t he be here?”
“No. He fucked up last time, and I wanted alone time with you, so I know you understand that Alex and I are not a package deal. I would love all three of us to be in a relationship, but I am not in charge of him or what he does. I don’t want to be lumped in with him when he might fuck it up again. I want you to accept me, with or without him.” He pulled me back up into his lap wrapping his arms around my waist.
“I do, Mitch, and my emotions for you are strong, stronger than they should be. I really do think I love you, but we still need to go slow and learn about each other. This is the first adult relationship I’ve been in, and even though it feels rushed, it feels right. I want to know you, Mitch. I want to know about who you are. Why you chose to run a BDSM club. What you do for fun. What your favorite foods are. If you like football or hockey better. Everything.”
“I want to know you, too. I want to take the time to get to know you. Go out on dates that do not end at the club and to learn all that, too. As far as an adult relationship, this is my first, too. There was no dating while I trained and then I received everything I needed from the club. If I had to bring a date somewhere, she was a sub from the club. Under complete submission.”
“So, you didn’t ever date?” I rubbed my chest against him catching the tip of his cock on my clit. “Mmmm.”
Mitch laughed at me. “Right, never dated. It wasn’t until I moved back here that I realized I wanted a relationship. I have been here for over four years and never found anyone who appealed enough to me to try. I had fun and enjoyed myself, but that is all it was. When you walked in Friday, everything clicked. I could not take my eyes off you. As for Alex, he needs to spend time alone with you too.”
“Okay.” I leaned forward and captured his lips. He was not what you would call a beautiful man with his powerful body; hawk nose, square jaw, and eyes that were normally brown, but also looked black at times. He would be a man many would fear, but I felt safe with. I knew little about him, but I knew he was honest, private, and he would give his life to protect anyone from hurting me. I also knew he was possessive but willing to share as long as he was allowed to be in my life. And he desired to be part of a family as much as I did. I wanted to show him he was it, and I wanted to keep us moving forward. Right now, being naked and on his lap, I knew of a good way to show him. “I need you, Sir.”
“Then ride me,” he said as I lined our bodies up and he jerked me down hard while looking in my eyes.
So I did. And I never looked away. And when I came I silently mouthed “mine”. I watched his eyes turn black as he let go.
“Forever my Aurora. For forever.”
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nbsp; And in that moment I closed my eyes and wished with everything I had, that it would be true.
Alex
I was not happy about being kicked out of the office. I was part of the relationship too. I knew that Mitch needed time with Ari, and a quick fuck wasn’t going to do it. Mitch was ready to jump in with both feet for our ménage relationship, but I didn’t know if that was what I wanted in the long run. The two of us sharing Ari? Having Ari as my sub while I was working here not only let me keep an eye on her, but would give me something to do to pass the time. I also hoped it would calm this crazy fixation I had on her. I had watched over her for years. I left Rockwall with a picture of her in my wallet and replaced it with new ones as she became older. When I couldn’t check up on her, I had a friend do it. It was pointed out that it was almost stalkerish, but since I never interacted and didn’t plan on it, I didn’t think anything of it.
Now that I have, I had to face the truth. She was it for me. I knew it years ago when she was way, way too young, like I knew it every time I saw her. I should have faced the truth sooner, instead of imagining her in place of all the other faceless women I fucked these last few years, but I wasn’t ready to admit it, and she wasn’t ready for me. She was not ready now either, but if I didn’t do something she would continue on with Mitch and then I would have no place in her life. I didn’t plan to stay here in Dallas, permanently, when I came in for this job. My house was in DC, so it would require moving, and I didn’t think I was ready for that. Setting up house, getting married, having kids, never thought of it. Not even close to being on my radar.
Then I think of how it felt Friday. It wasn’t like any of the other times I acted as a third. I enjoyed it far more. I liked watching Mitch teach her how to give a blowjob. I liked going down on her while Mitch watched. The fact that I knew Mitch liked men made me harder than I normally would have been. Did that make me gay? Bi? I often wondered what would happen if I let myself go during the threesomes. I liked to touch and feel when being intimate with someone. I liked others touching me. It always felt spectacular when it was with two girls, and we were all over each other, but with a guy and a girl, the strictures of not touching always bothered me. Why even do it if you were going to focus more on what not to touch or do instead of the pleasure received.
I have denied letting myself go, knowing as the leader of our team, it would not be well received. I would have to step down or quit all together. Guys aren’t real big on being in close quarters with a gay man when they are straight. And forget sharing showers, but the complete feeling that came with Friday night made me wonder if leaving the team wouldn’t be worth it.
I sent Jackson off to play, since Saturday was his free time, and I went to the door. Tommy had taken over the duties. He was a security guard and not a Master. Fuck, he wasn’t even a Dom. Just hired help. That was going to have to change. Only Masters needed to work the doors. It was fairly easy to check the names on the list and allow entrance to those on it, but too often the job was passed off to a security guard. Since there was a traitor, they were going to have to be more careful.
“How many people do we have tonight?”
“Hey Man. There’s not a number on the sheet, but I’m thinking it will be full, as usual,” he replied as he let two more couples through.
I looked over as Tommy picked up the list off the table. He handed it to me, and I saw that only a few couples were marked off. The ones Mitch had marked off. I looked over at Tommy as he started letting more couples in. He was of average height, a little stocky, but not fat. He had pale skin and light brown hair. The average boy next door. I couldn’t see him as a bad guy, but I knew looks could be deceiving. I checked off the couples that came through and the time they did. We were going to have to call a club meeting with the Masters and schedule door duty.
Being a Master at the club was a volunteered job. They didn’t get paid for it, but it was taken seriously. The money they would normally get paid went into upkeep on the club and insurance. Memberships, while high, didn’t cover all the costs of running the place. The bar made up the difference, but once the drinks get regulated to a two drink maximum each night, there won’t be enough cash flow to bother with money exchange. Fountain sodas and bottled watered didn’t even register on a list of cost. Still, paid or not, there needed to be a schedule. Diana and Adam were both Masters. One of them should have been working the door instead of playing. Diana, I knew, wanted to get a vibe going on the place and was then going to work the bar until Colby came in. Adam though, I couldn’t remember the last time he worked an area. He either needed to get back to it or step aside. At least Colby would be back tonight.
Over an hour later, I was sitting at the bar when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a content Mitch smile over the top of Ari’s head and felt myself respond. Who I responded to, I didn’t know.
“Hey you. Did Mitch treat you well? It looks like you treated him well. I haven’t seen him this relaxed, ever,” I asked as I turned and pulled her between my legs.
“Yes, he did.”
“Yes, Sir Alex, Sir Mitch has been a good Dom to our Ari, but she missed you.” Mitch leaned into her back wrapping his arms around her and kissed the back of her head then rose up and looked into my eyes. “We both did.” Then he stepped back releasing her, but his hand rubbed my hard cock as he did. I felt myself shudder. I didn’t know if he meant to, but I grabbed Ari’s face and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her lips were soft and supple. Not firm like Mitch’s would be. I immersed myself in her mouth with that thought. I didn’t want to think how his lips would feel, or how I would react with him sexually. I wanted to only think of Ari and her supple body and not wonder if she gave Mitch a blowjob before kissing me.
“Fuck!” I pulled out of the kiss and looked over at Mitch. He was standing there, his normally brown eyes turning into hard black marbles, reading me as easy as a neon sign. I knew he also had a private stint in the military. I also knew he had high placed friends who he had done odd security jobs for. He was the type of man with selective skills we usually looked for in team members. So I knew he could tell everything I was thinking. “Are you both ready to play?”
“Yes, Sir,” Ari replied.
“Good girl. I’ll try to be easy since your pretty pussy has been used twice tonight, but I need to be in it.” I squeezed her bottom, pushing her stomach against my cock.
“Mitch?” I looked over at him and let him read my need.
“We both calling the shots or am I to be a switch tonight?” Thank God he was willing to let me lead.
“Would you be a switch? I’ve only seen you ever as a Dom.”
“I have been before, but not in a long time. If that’s what you need then I will for you, Alex,” Mitch whispered. I knew what he was saying. What he was asking. Could I do it?
“Not here. Not like this. Your apartment upstairs.”
“Okay.” Mitch looked over my shoulder, and I turned to see Adam and Holly sitting there. Shit, of all the fucking people to overhear. “Adam, would you be willing be the Head Master over the club in my place for the night?”
Adam glanced at me, then back to Mitch. “Sure. Holly can help Diana with the bar area, and I’ll go get Jackson to help be on watch.”
“Thanks Adam. Colby will be here to help soon, too.”
We got to the stairs when I remembered about the list and no one being checked off. I walked back to the bar.
“Hey Adam,” I whispered. “The door was not manned right. I hate to ask but watch the security guards, too. Something was off tonight at the door. Tommy wasn’t checking off the list, but I felt as if something more was going on, too. I don’t know what, but I’m missing something.” I looked over toward the stairs. “What the hell am I doing?”
“What you need to do. Go Alex. You need to answer the questions you’re asking yourself before you can find the answer to everything else.”
“And what if I find that my a
nswer is a relationship with both Ari and Mitch?”
“If it makes you happy, then who cares? Look around and tell me who’s going to throw stones.”
“You don’t care that I am thinking of having sex with Mitch? Fuck, did I seriously just say that?” I looked down at Holly hugging Adam, but looking at me and I could see no censor in her smile, only acceptance.
“Would you care if I had sex with Robert?” I heard Adam ask as I looked back toward the stairs.
“Hmm…Maybe you should name someone not Mitch’s dad.”
“Mason.” Adam laughed.
“Ugh, why do those feel like catching our parents having sex?” I turned and asked Adam.
“Because you already consider yourself being in a relationship with them, and you already think of Robert and Mason in those shoes.” I looked back over once again to the stairs to see Mitch holding Ari in his arms and realized that Adam was right. I did consider myself as being involved with them.
“Hmm. When did you get so smart?”
“You’re stalling.” Adam smiled at me.
“Dammit. Remember the security guards.”
Aurora
“It looks like he might be ready after all.”
Mitch and I were waiting by the stairs, watching Alex talk with Adam and Holly. I felt Alex respond earlier and knew it wasn’t me he was responding to. I was so relaxed from my double office romp with Mitch, I was ready to crash, but I felt Alex harden against me, and I knew that if he wanted to go, I would ask which way. I wondered why I felt the need to serve them, giving them everything they asked for. About how far I would be willing to go. I knew before I came back here tonight that if I had a chance with either of them again I wouldn’t turn it down. Just like I also knew that if I did have sex with either or both of them, I wouldn’t be able to walk away. A least not totally. I looked up at Mitch and knew that he gained entry to more than just a wet pussy tonight. I wondered if he realized how much it meant to me, really meant to me.
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