Mitch smiled as he turned back to look at me, “If you ever need anything darling, please come find me, I have something that would look lovely tied around your body, as well as something you would look even lovelier tied to”. He winked at me and then casually sauntered away with his two Subs in tow. I shivered and Callum turned towards me, but then stopped and turned back with a frown creasing his brow. I wasn’t sure what was running through his mind. He pulled our linked hands towards another flight of stairs. Great I thought, another stair climber work out.
We had barely reached the top when a stunning brunette leather-bikini-clad seductress halted Callum. “Callum, where have you been? Didn’t Melinda tell you I was here? I’ve been waiting 30 minutes. You are never late. What the hell is going on?” Great, I knew he had to be taken, and of course by a woman who looked like she just walked off the cover of a fitness magazine. They would look so perfect together, in leather or out in public sporting business suits.
“Chloe” Callum said, “No Melinda didn’t tell me you were here, so figured you were running late, but I am busy tonight.” That got her attention, and suddenly her sea blue eyes were on me, shooting daggers. Shit. Then her eyes drifted to where I was gripping Callum’s huge hand and it looked like she was about to have a stroke. Her eyes flew back up to Callum, but before she could say a word Callum said, “Chloe!” in the most commanding voice I have ever heard. It made me shiver and induced another surge of wetness to coat my panties. Damn I am going to need to wring these things out soon.
Chloe’s eyes immediately fell to the floor and her body went rigid. Was he going to leave me here now to finish the tour by myself? This was obviously his partner and he just met me, no way he would opt to continue the tour when he had this beautiful woman waiting to please him.
Then he said, “Go to Mitch, Arch 17, he will take care of you tonight.” Chloe’s eyes looked at him in disbelief, in pain perhaps, but also with a hint of desire. Hopefully she’ll like what Mitch has to offer I thought. The man must be good if he already has two Subs. Chloe nodded in assent and then stormed off down the stairs. I’ll be damned, he just sent his partner away. A sizzeling 12 out of 10 at that!
We stood there for a minute and I could tell the wheels were turning in his head. Did he regret sending her away, am I and this sex tour he agreed to becoming an issue for him? I started to loosen my grip on our linked hands and that pulled him out of whatever thought he was having at the moment.
Callum gripped my hand tighter, not letting me go, and turned to face me. He was standing so close I had to tilt my head back to look at him. God, he was beautiful with his slight stubble and dark brooding look. I wanted to run my tongue along the inseam of those pouty lips and hear him say my name. He looked down at me with an expression I wasn’t sure I understood. Then, with his free hand, he placed his palm on the side of my face, using his thumb to stroke my cheek. I blushed again, damnit that was the fourth time tonight!
“You look so beautiful when you blush. I love the way your skin looks when it turns pink.” I froze. Did he just tell me I was beautiful? I wanted to melt, I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to touch him, hell I wanted him to take that hand off my cheek and rub me somewhere else. Those thoughts only made me burn hotter and turn redder. Damn this blushing complex.
“Helena” he whispered, so low only I could hear him because of our close proximity. “Will you allow me to make you cum tonight?”
My stomach did a flip-flop and I am pretty sure turned inside out too. Did he just say what I think he did? It wasn’t romantic, the tone was, but his words were so blunt. Fuck ya he could make me cum tonight, just looking at him long enough would get the job done for me. He could make me cum as many times as he wanted.
Instead of saying any of that I just shook my head up and down twice. This head nod was becoming a habit around him. He leaned down briefly brushed his lips across mine and pulled back with a snap. Another crease formed over his brow as if he were in pain. I didn’t have time to contemplate that look as his yanked me down a corridor that reminded me of a hotel hallway.
He fished in his back pocket with a sense of urgency and pulled out a key card. He jammed it into the door and removed it quickly until the little red light flashed green. Without letting go of my hand he hauled me into the little room as fast as my heel-clad feet would permit me. Then he slammed the door behind us and I heard him take a deep breath. Was that a breath of relief, excitement? I wasn’t sure what was going on and it had my nerves on edge, I didn’t know what to expect either. Were we going to have sex? As I looked around the room I noted that there wasn’t a bed anywhere in sight, just benches and tables with black leather padding. On the wall hung an assortment of whips, cuffs, and sex toys.
Ohmygod, I am so in over my head.
Still holding my hand Callum led me over to a bench where he finally released our fingers. I felt a slight loss when he let go, but then his hands were on me again. Standing behind me he slightly bent me over a waist high bench and started talking in that commanding voice that made my panties wet.
“Since this is your first time we are going to use a color system so I know how you are doing. Green means good, yellow means okay I can handle it but it hurts, in a good way, and red means stop the pain is not good.” I nodded my head in understanding.
“At any point if you feel uncomfortable say red okay?” I nodded again. Then he moved my hands and cuffed my wrists to the sides of the bench. Then he moved down to my feet where he cuffed my ankles as well.
“How do you feel right now?”
“Green” I said softly like a moan. I was so excited. He chuckled a little and rewarded me with a soft caress of his hands up my leg to my ass. Then he gently pulled my little black lace nighty up slowly, over my hips. I heard his breath hitch and felt his shuddered exhale on my bare skin. He planted a swift kiss on my right ass cheek and then my left, causing me to wiggle in anticipation. Before I could ask what he was going to do to me I felt a sharp bite on my right cheek and I squeaked in response. Then I felt the same quick snap on my left cheek. He was giving me exactly what I wanted. He must have noticed my flagrant arousal earlier watching the spanking scene downstairs. Bent over and tied up, I couldn’t flinch away from his hand as it descended over and over again on my soft flesh.
“Color?”
“Yellow” I moaned loudly, unable to keep my arousal out of my voice.
There was nothing in this moment that I was focusing on except the glorious sensations coursing through my body. Thoughts of my ex, my job, my family, everything were all lost somewhere outside this room. I reveled in the sensation of an unburdened conscience. My skin was on fire, and each time his hand made contact with my ass it sent a sharp zing to my clit. Several minutes passed, if he didn’t stop I was going to cum, but I couldn’t form the words. I just started moaning incoherently.
“Color?”
“Green, oh god Green” I screamed as my release started to edge closer.
He must have sensed the oncoming orgasm in my tone because he stopped.
“Oh Helena, your ass looks so sexy this deep shade of red.”
As his erotic words caressed my ego, his hands caressed my heated cheeks. My arousal was so heightened every touch from him was bringing me closer. I moaned in response to his warm hands running up my thighs to squeeze the sensitive skin he just spanked. Then his hand ran under the lace of my thong, moving to the front towards my wet and yearning pussy. I felt his fingers part my lips and test the wetness. I knew I was beyond wet, I could feel it running down the inside of my thigh once he moved aside the crotch of my thong. I wanted to feel embarrassed, but I was so aroused. I wanted him to know just how much he turned me on, just how much my body enjoyed his touch.
“Do you want to cum Helena?”
“Please.” I begged.
“Please what?”
“Please Sir.” I don’t know why those words came out, but I heard Subs say it earlier and prayed that was what he wanted t
o hear.
After I spoke Callum thrust two fingers inside me and slapped both cheeks hard, rapidly one after the other. That was all it took. I was falling over into my orgasm, cumming so hard while clenching around Callum’s fingers. I knew I was screaming but the sensations in my body where drowning out my own cries. Once the tidal wave subsided I felt limp, relaxed, and spent. I hung there, over the bench, breathing deeply. Callum reached down and unclasped my ankles, then ran his hands up the outside of my thighs until he was gripping my soaking thong. He pulled it down and slipped it off of me. Curious as to what he was doing I craned my neck sideways just in time to glimpse him putting them into his pocket. Did he just pocket my new, overpriced panties? I wanted to be irritated, but instead I felt pleased. He wanted a token of our time together; I was flattered. Then I felt slightly sad, he was taking them because this was it, he had a partner and I wouldn’t his hands on me again. He quickly untied my wrists and I tried to lift myself up, but for some reason my motor skills weren’t quite as they should be.
“Easy Helena, let me.”
“MmmHmm” was all I could manage. Callum wrapped his arms around my middle and moved until his was flush against my backside. I could feel the evidence of his arousal poking into my lower back, and damn it was hard and huge. The thought of him deriving pleasure from making me cum put a silly happy smile on my face. Then he lifted me into his strong warm arms and cradled me like a damsel in distress. I wasn’t about to argue. My head lulled against his chest and I breathed in his scent, a spicy masculine musk and clean soap. I still wore my silly smile and he glanced down at me.
The expression on his face was the same as the one he wore after he kissed me. I didn’t look away I just looked back into those deep nearly black eyes, lost in my post climax high and his arms.
“Come home with me” Callum said. But the look on his face almost read confusion, like he wasn’t sure why he was asking me to go home with him. Was this usual for sex clubs? I thought the sex happened in the club, was this like a date reversal, sex first and the date later? I could get on board with that. Sounded like a cheaper way to figure out if you really wanted to spend the time on someone because you would already know if the sex was good. But, we didn’t have sex. I came and he, well, he was still sporting a huge erection in those ass hugging pants of his.
I reached up with my thumb and smoothed out the crease in his brow then breathed a quick, “Yes.”
All the sudden he was rushing out of the room with me still in his arms, descending the flights of stairs heading for the club entrance. At least I wasn’t going to have to climb down all those stairs in my heels. Lord knows that would have been disastrous with my thighs feeling like jelly and my now panty-less ass. Luckily Callum’s huge arms were blocking anyone from glimpsing down there because I know for a fact the next to nothing dress I had on would not be.
We reached the front desk where Melinda was. Seeing Callum with me in his arms she quickly stood and said,
“Let me get your things Mr. Troy”
“Would you also bring Helena’s things as well?”
“Of course” said Melinda, a smile sprouting all over her knowing face.
Callum finally set me on my feat so he could take the items Melinda placed on the desk. He started buttoning up a crisp white dress shirt, covering his beautiful body. A body I wanted to run my hands over, and over, and then my tongue. Melinda came back and placed my things on the counter, bringing me back to reality and out of my daydream. I turned to face Melinda and said,
“Thank you.”
She gave me a conspiratorial wink and it got me thinking that she chose Callum to give me the club tour on purpose. One of my eyebrows rose at the thought and she knowingly nodded. Then said, “No need to thank me, I am just doing my job.”
Oh, she was good. I would have to send her a gift basked or something. Before I could finish my thought on what to send Melinda for introducing me to Callum, my coat was being placed around my shoulders. I obediently placed my arms in each of the sleeves and let Callum fasten each button all the way to my neck for me. The coat was black and sleek, but barely went past my mid thigh, which probably gave off the appearance that I wasn’t wearing anything under it. Hell, I was naked under it unless you counted my braless-underwareless-see through nighty as clothing.
Callum stepped back and one of his eye brows rose, noticing my coat appeared to look more like a long sleeve dress than a shield against the cold winter Seattle air. I ran my hands down its length, smoothing it down, and shrugged one shoulder.
When his brow didn’t lower I placed my hand on my hip and thrust my weight to the side giving him the “just say something, I dare you” stare. That did the job, his entire face crinkled into a grin and he laughed, a deep and attractive sound.
I liked the smiling and laughing Callum, a lot. When the laughing concluded he looked me in the eyes and I instantly felt my nipples harden. His stare spoke volumes about what he was going to do to me when we arrived at his place. A little flurry of excitement coursed through my body and found its way to my once again throbbing pussy. God, does this man have any idea of what he does to me?
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