“Sorry that took so long.” They both jumped as Grant stepped up beside them. “There are more than a few people here tonight that I haven’t seen in a while.”
Grant looked down at where Eli still held her hand. It was weird suddenly being in the middle of these two dominant men, each seemingly interested in her after years of her being alone.
What the hell was going on?
“I was catching up with Tegan here myself.” Eli ran his thumb across her wrist. “I wanted to see if she was in the mood to have some fun.”
Grant looked between the two of them, the hackles on the back of his neck visible. “Is that so? We were about to leave for coffee. Weren’t we?”
“I—” She stepped away from both men and took a deep breath.
Grant held up his hands. “I might be a Dom, but I’m not an asshole. I’ll wait for you outside for a few minutes. Give you a chance to figure things out and make up your mind.”
“Grant—”
He marched past the bouncer and down the stairs without a second look.
“You don’t need him, Teag. Hell, you don’t even know him. Not the way you know me.” Eli gave her hand a squeeze. “Come back in and we’ll play. Come on, it’ll be fun.”
Tegan goes with Master Grant.
Tegan goes with Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Closing Time
Go Back
Tegan adjusted her skirt and ran her fingers through her hair as she waited for Master Grant to return. He’d wanted to say goodbye to Paul and a few others before they made their way down to Pulled Long. It had been a while since she’d been to the coffee shop herself, not normally down in this section of Toronto unless she was visiting the club. Maybe Paige would be working tonight.
“Tegan!”
She turned around to see a mostly naked Eli coming her way. It was odd to see him frowning. Even when he was in Dom mode, Eli always looked as if he could break out in laughter at a moment’s notice. Tegan gave him a little wave, but waited until he got close before she spoke.
“Did you lose your shirt?”
“I got hot.” He ran his hand along the back of his neck. “Are you leaving already?”
“I was going to head down to Pulled with Master Grant. We were going to chat for a bit.”
Eli looked over his shoulder, drawing Tegan’s attention. Grant was over by the spanking bench, clearly saying his goodbyes.
“I was hoping you and I would have a chance to spend some time together. It’s been a while for us.”
She’d always had a soft spot for him, loving the way he made her laugh. They’d even gone on a few dates over the years, but nothing serious had ever developed. Not that she hadn’t given him enough hints...
“I thought you had your hands full with the two subs. Didn’t think there was enough room on your dance card tonight.”
He closed the little distance between them, taking her hand in his. “I always have room on my card for you. I thought you knew that by now.”
Did he? Had she been as blind to him as she had to Grant?
“Eli, I—”
“Sorry that took so long.” They both jumped as Grant stepped up beside them. “There are more than a few people here tonight that I haven’t seen in a while.”
Grant looked down at where Eli still held her hand. It was weird suddenly being in the middle of these two dominant men, each seemingly interested in her after years of her being alone.
What the hell was going on?
“I was catching up with Tegan here myself.” Eli ran his thumb across her wrist. “I wanted to see if she was in the mood to have some fun.”
Grant looked between the two of them, the hackles on the back of his neck visible. “Is that so? We were about to leave for coffee. Weren’t we?”
“I—” She stepped away from both men and took a deep breath.
Grant held up his hands. “I might be a Dom, but I’m not an asshole. I’ll wait for you outside for a few minutes. Give you a chance to figure things out and make up your mind.”
“Grant—”
He marched past the bouncer and down the stairs without a second look.
“You don’t need him, Teag. Hell, you don’t even know him. Not the way you know me.” Eli gave her hand a squeeze. “Come back in and we’ll play. Come on, it’ll be fun.”
Tegan goes with Master Grant.
Tegan goes with Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Closing Time
Go Back
Tegan adjusted her skirt and ran her fingers through her hair as she waited for Master Grant to return. He’d wanted to say goodbye to Paul and a few others before they made their way down to Pulled Long. It had been a while since she’d been to the coffee shop herself, not normally down in this section of Toronto unless she was visiting the club. Maybe Paige would be working tonight.
“Tegan!”
She turned around to see a mostly naked Eli coming her way. It was odd to see him frowning. Even when he was in Dom mode, Eli always looked as if he could break out in laughter at a moment’s notice. Tegan gave him a little wave, but waited until he got close before she spoke.
“Did you lose your shirt?”
“I got hot.” He ran his hand along the back of his neck. “Are you leaving already?”
“I was going to head down to Pulled with Master Grant. We were going to chat for a bit.”
Eli looked over his shoulder, drawing Tegan’s attention. Grant was over by the spanking bench, clearly saying his goodbyes.
“I was hoping you and I would have a chance to spend some time together. It’s been a while for us.”
She’d always had a soft spot for him, loving the way he made her laugh. They’d even gone on a few dates over the years, but nothing serious had ever developed. Not that she hadn’t given him enough hints...
“I thought you had your hands full with the two subs. Didn’t think there was enough room on your dance card tonight.”
He closed the little distance between them, taking her hand in his. “I always have room on my card for you. I thought you knew that by now.”
Did he? Had she been as blind to him as she had to Grant?
“Eli, I—”
“Sorry that took so long.” They both jumped as Grant stepped up beside them. “There are more than a few people here tonight that I haven’t seen in a while.”
Grant looked down at where Eli still held her hand. It was weird suddenly being in the middle of these two dominant men, each seemingly interested in her after years of her being alone.
What the hell was going on?
“I was catching up with Tegan here myself.” Eli ran his thumb across her wrist. “I wanted to see if she was in the mood to have some fun.”
Grant looked between the two of them, the hackles on the back of his neck visible. “Is that so? We were about to leave for coffee. Weren’t we?”
“I—” She stepped away from both men and took a deep breath.
Grant held up his hands. “I might be a Dom, but I’m not an asshole. I’ll wait for you outside for a few minutes. Give you a chance to figure things out and make up your mind.”
“Grant—”
He marched past the bouncer and down the stairs without a second look.
“You don’t need him, Teag. Hell, you don’t even know him. Not the way you know me.” Eli gave her hand a squeeze. “Come back in and we’ll play. Come on, it’ll be fun.”
Tegan goes with Master Grant.
Tegan goes with Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Coffee Chats
Go Back
Tegan looked up into Eli’s face and knew tha
t while she’d always be his friend, there wasn’t that spark between them. Not the way she felt when Grant touched her. If there had been, something serious would have happened between them long before now. No, she’d made up her mind.
“Eli, you’re a great guy and we’ve had a lot of fun over the years. But tonight I’m looking for something a bit different.”
“You think you’re going to find anything different with someone like that?” He dropped her hand. “You’re a switch, and he’s a Dom through and through. That’s never going to work.”
She had watched his sulkiness before, but she’d never been on the receiving end. Not only was it a turn-off, but it reinforced her decision.
“I’ve sat around and waited for the right man to come find me my whole life. It turns out I’d had a shot at him before the fire and blew it. I’m not going to miss my chance again.”
He looked at her hard, nodding once. “I still think you’re making a mistake.”
“I don’t. And even if you turn out to be right, it’s my mistake to make.” She leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Bye.”
Tegan stepped out onto the sidewalk, shivering as a light breeze blew across her moist skin. She didn’t see Grant right away, sending a wave of panic through her. Shit, he didn’t wait for her.
“Hey.”
Spinning around, she grinned at the sight of him leaning up against the side of Mavericks. “Hey yourself.”
“I wasn’t sure you were going to come.” He pushed away from the wall and closed the distance between them. “Was he your ex?”
“No, just a friend who’s had more than ample opportunity to say something to me before now. He gets pouty when he thinks someone is getting something he can’t have.”
Grant smiled. “Are they going to let us into the coffee shop dressed like this? I’m not too bad, but you—” his gaze traveled down her body and he made a happy noise “—are smoking hot in that leather and corset.”
“They’re all cool down there. The only people who come in this time of night are from Mavericks anyway.” She cocked her head to the side. “Ready?”
Grant slipped an arm around her shoulders. “Let’s go.”
The End
Back to the beginning.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Another Time
Go Back
Tegan stepped out onto the sidewalk, shivering as a light breeze blew across her moist skin. She didn’t see Grant right away, sending a wave of panic through her. Shit, he didn’t wait for her.
“Hey.”
Spinning around, she grinned at the sight of Grant leaning up against the side of Mavericks. “Hey, yourself.”
“I wasn’t sure you were going to come.” He pushed away from the wall and closed the distance between them. “Was he your ex?”
Shit, she didn’t want to do this. “No. He is a really good friend though. Someone who’s been a part of my life for a while now.”
The smile slipped from his face. “I see.”
She took his hand much as Eli had done with her earlier. “I had an amazing time with you. That scene was one of the most intense things I’ve ever done. But you’re a Dom. Not just playing the part, but through and through.” Tegan gave his hand one final squeeze before letting it fall. “But I’m not a hard-core sub. I need someone who can let me play the switch. I know you said you wouldn’t mind me finding another playmate on occasion, but I get the impression it would be a hard thing for you to sit by and watch.”
“And he can do that for you?” He lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. “Because I’m not going to miss out on this opportunity if he isn’t the one for you. I’m selfish enough to convince you I’m the better man.”
She’d never seen that level of intensity in Eli’s eyes. His humor always cut through, giving her a sense of security. “I need to try. Otherwise I’ll always wonder. I wouldn’t want to do that to you.”
Several second passed before Grant nodded. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. “If you change your mind, I’ll be around. You don’t have to give me any explanations, just...show up. I’ll take you with me, no questions asked.”
“Okay.”
He stepped back and ran a hand through his hair. “I guess I’ll go for that coffee after all. I don’t feel like going back in there. You have a good time with your friend. Take care of yourself.”
Tegan watched him go, wondering if she’d done the right thing. Eli was waiting for her inside. At least for now, she knew where she needed to be.
Go search for Eli.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Electric Caress
Go Back
Tegan stood in front of a chair that looked far too unassuming for her liking. She’d been on the receiving end of an e-stim machine only once before, but the contact had left her tingling with phantom sensations for hours afterward. That had only been a demonstration at a party, something she’d volunteered to play submissive for to help out a friend. Tonight she was about to be faced with something far more intense.
More pleasurable, if things went her way.
Extremely aware of Master Grant standing behind her, she kept her gaze on the chair and refused to give in to her impulse to turn around and see the expression on his face. No doubt it would be that same detached coolness that so many of the Doms mastered early on in their exploration of their roles. She was an expert herself at schooling her face to ensure any man who she played with in her Domme persona never once questioned who was in charge.
Tonight wasn’t for control. No, she’d happily given up the reins tonight and now wanted to feel everything he would throw her way.
“Your nipples are hard.” Master Grant wrapped a hand around her throat and flexed his fingers against her skin. “Does the idea of sitting in this chair turn you on?”
She tried to nod her head, but his hand prevented any movement. “Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to tie you down so you can’t move and I’m going to make your body sing. But first, there is something I need to do first.”
He pulled down the zipper of her leather skirt, letting it fall to the floor without a second thought. Now clad in only her lace thong, she couldn’t stop an aroused tingle from racing through her body as he caressed her naked sides with his fingers.
“We need to lube you up if we’re going to do this right.” He moved his mouth to her shoulder and bit down. “Normally I prefer to use olive oil, because it doesn’t dry out as fast. But the lube will have to do. Now, don’t move.”
Move? God, she could barely breathe at this point. He sidestepped her and retrieved a bottle of water-based lube from the basket beneath the chair. “I wouldn’t want to do anything to burn that beautiful skin of yours.”
Tegan swayed toward him as he approached, but one sharp look from him had her pulling herself back once more. Getting in her space, she could feel his breath tickle her face and neck, teasing her skin and ramping up her anticipation.
“You’re not to move.” His words were spoken low, but seemed to echo through her. “Not an inch while I’m touching you. And after, only when I say are you allowed to sit in the chair. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Nothing like asking the impossible. But she always enjoyed a challenge.
She was forced to watch as he flicked open the bottle and squeezed a generous amount of lube into his palm. He took no time to warm it up before spreading it in a thick coat across her breasts.
Her nipples hardened against his open palm, and it took great effort to maintain her posture. She wanted nothing more than to collapse against his body and beg him to fuck her. The anticipation was incredible, the way her body would tingle in the spots she thought he would caress. Apparently, she’d grown impatient as a submissive ove
r the past several months. Who knew?
Master Grant ignored the small twitches from her as he continued to apply the lube across her body. Along her sides, across her belly, the insides of her thighs, the bottoms of her feet. He’d skipped her pussy, but came back to it in the end. Giving her bare mound a tap with his finger, he smirked. “This will be fun.”
The lube was no longer cold as he spread it around her pussy, covering every inch of the skin. She wanted to look down to see how big her clit had grown, knowing it would be red and swollen from her arousal. Master Grant made a pleasant hum in the back of his throat and rubbed the top of her clit with his thumb.
“Anxious, I see.”
“Yes, Sir.” She was about ready to explode.
“Good girl. Now sit in the chair.”
She didn’t hesitate, knowing the next phase of their evening would be amazing and wanting to get to it as quickly as possible. The wooden chair seat was cold, but did nothing to dampen her excitement. She knew he’d want to have full access to her body, so she spread her legs and hooked them around the chair legs.
“Anxious and smart.” He leaned over her and captured her in a searing kiss. His tongue bullied its way past her lips to stake its claim on her mouth. When he pulled back, Tegan’s lips throbbed from the consuming contact. “That will make it easier to restrain you.”
There was something that always turned her on about being tied up. It was the same reason she loved the St. Andrew’s Cross as much as she did. Putting all of her faith and trust into another person, knowing she was completely at his mercy, did things to her body and mind she was too scared to question. Even as he bent down and wrapped a Velcro band around each ankle and the chair leg, she felt as though her body was about to float away.
“Hands down, hanging at your sides.” Another set of Velcro bands, this time securing her wrists to the back legs. She was now completely at his mercy.
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