Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure

by Christine d'Abo

  When she reached a count of sixty-five in her head, she landed a spank to his ass. Adam groaned, but didn’t otherwise allow his body to react to the blow. Yeah, this was going to be fun. The next spank she made sure landed in a different spot, wanting to warm up his skin and pull the blood up to give him a nice red tint.

  She didn’t bother counting out loud, not yet. A man like Adam was already doing that, his brain hardwired to keep track of the details, knowing they’d be important to someone at some time.

  Four more blows and his ass and the backs of his thighs were nice and pink. “How many has that been?”

  “Six, Ma’am.”

  “Four more to go, then the real fun can begin.”

  Maybe she was getting anxious, because she rushed the last few spanks. The palm of her hand tingled and she felt the warmth begin to travel up her arm. Now it was time for the switch.

  The paddle was a solid weight in her hand as she picked it up from the floor. Its wide wooden face would cover a greater surface area than some of the other paddles she’d used in the past. It wouldn’t take any time for her to really get him going.

  “Normally, I like to talk to my boys as I’m spanking them. I expect them to be honest with me when I ask them questions too. Think you can do that?”

  “Yes, Ma’am. I’ll do my best.”

  She moved around to the head of the bench and pulled his head up by the hair, forcing him to look her in the eyes. “No, you won’t. Not your best. You will do exactly what I say you will do or else our evening is done. This isn’t a game and you know it.”

  That was when she saw something shift in his gaze. He slipped from that swirling spot where he was constantly trying to attend to everyone’s needs, into a simple place where the only thing in the world that mattered was Tegan and what she told him. His pupils dilated and his lips parted as he whispered, “Yes, Mistress.”

  “Good boy.”

  She’d been to that place herself many times before. A mental refuge that helped keep her safe from the pressures of her life and allowed her to reset her stress levels. A man like him, with all of the responsibilities he had at work, well, she could appreciate how much he needed this. She would be sure to make everything perfect.

  Holding up the paddle for him to see, she smiled. “When I ask you a question, you answer.”

  She didn’t wait for his answer this time, instead getting into a wide stance by his side. She took a deep breath and mentally lined up the paddle with where she wanted the blow to land. The first blow was as much of a practice shot for her as it was a warning to him. The snap of wood on skin was swallowed up by the other sounds in the dungeon—not that it mattered. They both heard it, both felt the impact and it was wonderful.

  “You’re always very busy at work. Running around here and there, making sure that everyone has what they need. Do you enjoy that?” She landed three more blows, all to the same spot so she knew he’d really feel it.

  His body was now covered in a light sheen of sweat. He turned his face to the side where she stood, though she couldn’t quite make out his expression. “I like being useful to others.”

  “You like taking care of people.” The next three strikes landed in three different locations. “You’re very good at it too.”

  “Thank you, Mistress.”

  Four more spanks, two to the backs of each thigh. “I think you might be a bit too good at it.”

  “Mistress?”

  “I see you running around every day. When do you take time for yourself?”

  His ass was bright red now, but it still wasn’t enough. She didn’t want him to answer right away, knowing he probably needed to let the words rattle around in his brain a bit. She shifted positions and started up a series of punishing blows that quickly pulled moans from him. When her arm began to protest, she stopped and set the paddle down to the floor.

  He was panting hard, his body shaking as he struggled to pull air into his lungs. She stroked his shoulders as she placed a kiss to his temple. “I’ll ask you again, when do you take time for yourself?”

  His eyes had slipped closed, but she knew he’d heard her. He gave his shoulders a tiny shrug. “I’m here.”

  “But Mavericks has only just reopened. How often do you let yourself go like this?”

  “It’s...been a while.”

  “Don’t you have someone you can go to when you need help? You’re a good-looking man. I can’t imagine you’d have difficulty tracking down a Domme who’d be willing to play with you on a regular basis.”

  “It’s not that easy for me.” He opened his eyes and his anguish was clear. “I learned I can’t trust everyone with this side of myself.”

  That confession nearly broke her heart. Taking him by the jaw, she bent his head back and kissed him hard on the mouth. “I’ll look after you. And beyond tonight we can discuss what your needs are. If there is a way I can help, I will.”

  This was getting too emotional far too quickly. Standing back up, she swallowed down the rising lump in her throat. They needed to get things back on track, back to the pleasure that they both needed. The table on the far wall had what she wanted to play with next.

  Without a word to him, she retrieved the flogger, fingering the leather tendrils as she walked back. “Change of plans. I think it’s time to move on to the next step.”

  Like before, she started off slow. It had been a while since she’d flogged anyone and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him any more than necessary. Taking up position directly behind the bench, she began to swing the flogger in a crazy-eight pattern. On the third go, she moved forward enough to connect to Adam’s shoulder blade.

  The moan that escaped him this time was one of pleasure. She continued to land strikes against his back, slowly increasing the intensity of the blows over time. His skin gradually took on the same red glow as his ass, the thin lines from where the leather connected with the skin eventually blending together.

  After what felt like an eternity, Adam’s hips started to thrust forward against the bench. She could picture how hard his cock was, trapped against the leather and coated in pre-come and sweat. She wanted to fuck him, feel his length in her body. She needed to come soon before she lost her mind.

  The flogger fell to the floor, landing with a dull thud against the paddle. She said nothing as she yanked on the restraints, freeing him from the bench in a matter of seconds. “Get up.”

  Adam gave his head a shake, as if the words didn’t quite register. Her heart pounded in her chest, her arms ached from exertion, and her breathing had grown ragged. None of that compared to the blinding need to fuck herself on the man before her.

  She pulled him to his feet, only to push him to the floor. “On your back.”

  Mavericks had baskets of condoms everywhere in the club. Tegan scrambled to pull a package from the basket beneath the bench and ripped it open with her teeth. “I’m going to ride you. You’re not to come until I say. Understand?”

  “Yes—” he swallowed hard “—Ma’am.”

  “Good boy.”

  It took all the concentration she could muster to get the condom rolled down his shaft. Her fingers shook in anticipation as she secured it in place before she straddled his body. Any other night she would have taken the time to pull off her skirt and panties, but she was too far gone for that. Hiking the leather up, she grabbed the side of her panties and pulled them away so she could sink down on his cock.

  “Fuck...” She closed her eyes and let out a huff. “Your cock is perfect.”

  “Thank you—” She didn’t let him finish. Tegan leaned in and kissed him hard.

  She loved the feel of his tongue sparring with hers, searching and caressing her mouth. Tegan squeezed her eyes hard and savored the taste and smell of the strong man beneath her. He needed her, wanted someon
e to look after him at the end of the day. The temptation to want to fill that role was far stronger than she would have imagined.

  No, this wasn’t the time for life-altering decisions. Now was the time for pleasure.

  He reached up and grabbed her by the hips and began to thrust up in time with her body. Sure, it wasn’t exactly a submissive thing to do, but that was Adam. He was more interested in making her come any way he could. She knew without him saying. And those powerful thrusts put his body in contact with her clit on each move, driving her dangerously close to the edge.

  “You’re a naughty boy.” She chuckled. “You’re going to make me come.”

  “Please, Mistress. Please let me see you. You’re so beautiful and I want to see you come.”

  “Since you’ve been such a good boy.” She closed her eyes and ignored everything except the need to chase her orgasm.

  Her pussy squeezed around his shaft and her nipples began to throb as her body inched closer to what she needed. It was too fast, and yet her release couldn’t get there fast enough. She ground down on him as hard as she could manage, until she knew she was close.

  “Suck my nipples.”

  He pulled his body up and captured her right nipple in his mouth as he pinched the left with his fingers. It was the push her body needed. One final thrust down and her orgasm exploded. She cried out, not caring who saw or heard her. The only thing that mattered was Adam and their mutual pleasure.

  Her body was still in the throes of being overrun with pleasure when she forced her eyes open to look into his gaze. “Come for me.”

  His grip on her hips tightened and he began to fuck up into her hard. Within a matter of seconds, he cried out. His body shook as he pounded into her, a flush covering his face and chest. Finally, he collapsed against the floor, gasping.

  “Thank...you, Ma’am.”

  Tegan leaned down so her body rested against his chest. She knew his back and ass must be on fire after the abuse she’d given him, and yet he hadn’t said a word about it. Still, she needed to check him over and rub some cream into the skin to make sure there wasn’t any lasting damage.

  But first...

  She sat up and carefully got off his body. She made short work of the condom, using some baby wipes to clean up the come and lube from his cock. Then she leaned in and removed the nipple clamps.

  He sucked in a sharp breath. “Yeah, I hate that part.”

  “Me too. But the throbbing afterward can be nice.”

  Helping him up, she guided him over to one of the couches along the perimeter. She helped him stretch out and set to work rubbing some cream into his back, taking time to caress the spaces that hadn’t been touched as well.

  “You did a number on me.” His voice had a dreamlike quality to it.

  Shit. It had been a while since she’d been in her Domme role. Maybe she’d pushed him harder than she thought. “Are you okay? I don’t think anything is going to leave a mark. A few welts on your ass.”

  He chuckled. “You’re kidding, right? I haven’t come that hard in ages.”

  “Oh, good.” She needed to do this more often if she was that concerned about crossing a line. More practice would make things better for everyone. “I’d hate to ruin your night.”

  “Are you kidding? That was amazing.”

  She stretched out on the bed beside him. “I’m glad.”

  “It wasn’t long enough, you know.” He mirrored her earlier position and propped his head on his hand. “I could have kept going for hours.”

  The idea of doing this with Adam again shouldn’t feel so right. He was a coworker, higher up than she was on the corporate ladder, even if it was in a different department. Could they actually have some sort of relationship and still be able to face each other every day?

  “I’m not saying we need to rush into things.” He pushed himself up and twisted around to meet her gaze evenly. “I think it might be worth discussing the possibility of us getting together again. Maybe doing this somewhere else. After dinner? Or it doesn’t even have to be about sex. We could go to a movie or something.”

  She needed time to think this over. She’d come to Mavericks tonight looking for some fun and a bit of sexual release. She hadn’t come with the intention of finding a permanent play partner.

  Not that the idea was a bad one. She’d grown tired of being alone, of coming night after night to a club trying to find someone she connected with. It would be nice to start something up with a man who not only got the whole BDSM thing, but was willing to let her play.

  Adam sat up, ignoring her protests. “Look, I didn’t mean to freak you out. If you want, I can let you go and we can talk about this another time. But honestly, I’d love to play more with you tonight. See if there is something deeper here. What do you say?”

  Tegan tells Adam she will talk to him about it later.

  Tegan takes him up on his offer to talk.

  Tegan decides to play more with Adam.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Until Tomorrow

  Go Back

  Tegan wanted nothing more than to jump on the opportunity to spend more time with Adam. But there was a lot to consider and the last thing she wanted to do was make an impulsive decision that would screw up their chances to do something in the future. She liked him too much for that.

  “Do you mind if we talk about this tomorrow? I’ve been out of the scene for a while and I don’t feel like I’ve found my feet yet. Hell, I’m a switch, so that’s something we’ll need to discuss too.”

  She wasn’t sure she could give up the sub side of herself. If he wasn’t into that, then they might have problems long-term.

  He stared at her for ages before he nodded slowly. “You know, I haven’t been in a Dom role for anyone. It’s not normally my thing. But for you I might be convinced to give it a try.”

  Whoa. “Really?”

  “You know me, anything to be useful.” He smiled. “I’d be open to discussing it, at any rate.”

  “Wow.” Sure, it might not work out for them, but the fact he was even willing to consider the option was amazing. “Yeah, I think a conversation in a place where we’re not surrounded by sex would be a good thing.”

  He rolled back onto his front and sighed. “Tomorrow then. The next day at the latest. Honestly, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this connected to someone during sex. I’d hate for us to lose sight of a great opportunity.”

  She’d felt the pull between them as well. “I just need some time to think. Work out a plan to see if this is going to be the best for both of us. We’d need to set some ground rules, but given our personalities and preferences, it would be beneficial to both of us to spend some nonsexy time together.”

  Tegan had to blink when he went from practically pouting to a full-on grin in the blink of an eye. “As long as I have a chance with you, that’s all I ask.”

  With the pressure momentarily subsided, she was finally able to relax herself and sat down on the couch beside him. “Man, people at work would freak if they saw us.”

  “That might be kind of fun. Hey, guess what we did last night?” He looked over at her and waggled his eyebrows. “Can you imagine how Robin would react?”

  “Oh my God, we’d get a lecture on what is normal and then she’d ask how everything works.” They laughed as their hands brushed against each other. She met his gaze and smiled. “So what are you up to now?”

  “Honestly, I’ll probably head home, unless you’re asking me for something else. I was here for a while before we met and after what we just did, I’m beat. What about you?”

  She really hadn’t been here very long at all. And while the orgasm had been wonderful, Tegan still had that itch she wanted to scratch.

  “Well, if you’re going home, I
guess I’ll have to amuse myself for a while.”

  Tegan goes back into the dungeon as a submissive.

  Tegan goes to the top floor of the club.

  Tegan goes in search of Eli.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Until Tomorrow

  Go Back

  Tegan wanted nothing more than to jump on the opportunity to spend more time with Adam. But there was a lot to consider and the last thing she wanted to do was make an impulsive decision that would screw up their chances to do something in the future. She liked him too much for that.

  “Do you mind if we talk about this tomorrow? I’ve been out of the scene for a while and I don’t feel like I’ve found my feet yet. Hell, I’m a switch, so that’s something we’ll need to discuss too.”

  She wasn’t sure she could give up the sub side of herself. If he wasn’t into that, then they might have problems long-term.

  He stared at her for ages before he nodded slowly. “You know, I haven’t been in a Dom role for anyone. It’s not normally my thing. But for you I might be convinced to give it a try.”

  Whoa. “Really?”

  “You know me, anything to be useful.” He smiled. “I’d be open to discussing it, at any rate.”

  “Wow.” Sure, it might not work out for them, but the fact he was even willing to consider the option was amazing. “Yeah, I think a conversation in a place where we’re not surrounded by sex would be a good thing.”

  He rolled back onto his front and sighed. “Tomorrow then. The next day at the latest. Honestly, it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this connected to someone during sex. I’d hate for us to lose sight of a great opportunity.”