One Night in a Dungeon: Savage Kinksters Book 2

by Shay Savage

  “Sorry, I’m still reeling a little.” I shake my head as if to clear it. “So, are they dating? Like, really dating? Did he fuck her and everything?”

  “I think she fucked him, but yeah. If you had been here, you would have seen it firsthand. Where were you last Saturday?”

  “Vanilla date.” I get a bad taste in my mouth just thinking about it. “Not a good one either. You’d think I’d have learned my lesson about those, but whatever. Doesn’t matter now.” I look at Cree and shake my head again, still in shock. “I can’t believe Casey agreed to go on a double date with you. Where is Kas anyway?”

  “She’s not here tonight,” Cree says. “She’s helping clean up the library from the flood, and Bill asked me to help out as an extra monitor tonight since there’s a photographer and all. Sometimes they forget about limits.”

  “Right. That’s why I’m here, too. Are Casey and Rocco here?”

  “No, they went back to his place.”

  “His place?” I whistle again. “I’ve never even been to his room.”

  “Well, like I said, I think she’s good for him.”

  “And she’s trying to get along with you as well?”

  The music starts up, and we have to talk a lot louder to hear each other. The photographer is nearby, speaking with two young women. They’re all smiles as they start to take off their clothes and pose with floggers. Normally, I’d be focused on the show but not tonight.

  “It’s going to take some time,” Cree says. “I’m not sure we’ll ever be friends, but I have a better understanding of her feelings now.”

  “Why’s that?” I yell above the noise.

  “Just some information she’s shared.” Cree shrugs and shoves his hands into his pockets.

  “Oh…you found out, then.” I nod to myself.

  “Found out?” Cree stares at me, obviously confused.

  “About her past.” I lower my voice as much as I can and still be heard. “About her father.”

  “You knew?” Cree’s eyes widen, and he grabs me by the arm, pulling me away from the crowd coming up the stairs for open dungeon night. “I can’t believe you never told me.”

  “You’re the one always saying I should keep people’s confidences and whatever.”

  “Yeah, but you rarely listen to my advice. How did you find out?”

  “She grew up in the small town right next to mine, bro. It was all over the news when that little girl got kidnapped. She went to the public school near my house, and everyone knew about the guy who went down for it. Cops found her in the house with him and everything. I was pretty sure I knew who Casey was the first day I met her. I recognized the first name even if she did change her last name. All I had to do was a quick online search to confirm it was her. That was a couple years ago. Didn’t give it a lot of thought since then. I figured it wasn’t something she’d want to talk about, and it’s not like we were ever friends.”

  “I guess that’s true. She’s being open these days. That’s for sure. We went to the Italian place over on High Street…”

  Cree continues to talk about date night, but I can’t focus on his words. I look back to the stairs, wondering if that woman will come back in or if she really left for the night. My mind wanders back to my previous conversation, trying to remember every word she said to me.

  “Ivan? Dude, are you even listening?”

  “Sorry, bro. I’m a little distracted, I guess.”

  “Why are you so distracted?”

  Strangely enough, I’m hesitant to tell Cree about my encounter. Maybe if I had made a decision one way or another, it would be easier, but as it is, I don’t know what to say. Then again, Cree is one of my closest friends, and he’s usually pretty good with advice.

  “I just…have something on my mind.”

  “What?” He cocks his head to the side, and I’m sure he’s picking up on my uncharacteristic hesitation.

  “Promise you aren’t going to laugh your ass off?” I ask.

  “No.” Cree goes ahead and laughs. “Just you asking me that question makes me want to create a meme for it.”

  I laugh, appreciating his honesty. Maybe I should consider the whole idea as laughable and forget it.

  “What is it, Ivan?” Cree says. He stops laughing and presses me for an answer.

  I inhale deeply, knowing it’s best to just put it all out there but needing to find the right starting point.

  “Do you know that chick who works for the fire department?” I ask. “Long legs, brown hair, big tits, great ass…”

  “Lynn? The EMT?”

  “Yeah, that’s her.” Good. At least he knows who she is.

  “She was there when Kas and I were trapped in the library,” Cree says. “She kind of covered for the marks on Kas’s arms and such. She knew they were from rope but didn’t put them down on Kas’s chart so we didn’t get a bunch of questions about it. What about her?”

  “She’s older, ya know?”

  “Well, yeah,” Cree says. “I mean, she’s not a college student, and she’s older than we are. What about it?”

  “But she’s still hot, right?”

  “Sure, I guess so.” Cree rolls his eyes. “You really want me to give you my approval on something?”

  “I know. You don’t give a shit about looks.” I can feel his judgment in his stare. “I’m shallow. Deal with it.”

  “Maybe she’s not my type,” he says, “but she fits what you go for. I think she’s only a couple of years older than us.”

  “She’s thirty-one.”

  “Is she? I guess I never asked.”

  “But older chicks…that’s still hot in and of itself, isn’t it?”

  “I’m not sure thirty-one is really considered ‘older,’” Cree says. “Hot is whatever you want hot to be, Ivan—personal preferences and all. Let’s just go with ‘She’s hot,’ and you can move on to what’s bothering you.”

  “I wouldn’t say it was bothering me…I’m just not sure what to do about it.”

  “About what?” Cree is starting to lose his patience.

  “She, uh, she propositioned me.”

  “Is this the part where you start giving me all kinds of explicit details of your night whether I want to hear them or not?”

  “No. I didn’t actually give her an answer yet.”

  “Oh yeah?” Cree raises his eyebrows. “What does she want you to do?”

  “Well, I guess she’s having a big party of some sort. She says it’s something she does every year for her and a bunch of her friends. Most of them don’t come to Power Exchange, but they’re still into kink.”

  “I think I knew she was in other clubs. Does she host a lot of kinkster parties?”

  “Yeah, I think so. But the one she told me about…I think it’s the biggest. They rent out one of the convention halls at a hotel downtown. She’s expecting a couple hundred people.”

  “I’m guessing she asked you to be her date, right?”

  “Not…exactly.” I rub my hands together as I glance around the room, looking to see if anyone I know might be listening in. “She asked me…”

  I can’t seem to finish the sentence, and I’m not even sure why. It’s not like I’m worried about Cree’s judgment—he’s nearly as open as I am—but I’m clearly hesitant about something. Maybe I should just say no.

  I don’t want to say no.

  My heart starts to pound again. The fact is, the whole idea scares the shit out of me, and that, in and of itself, is a major turn-on. If I don’t say yes, I may never get the same opportunity again.

  “I swear, Ivan, I’ve never seen you like this before.” Cree grips my arm again. “Can you just spit it out already?”

  I lick my lips, take a deep breath, and say it.

  “She asked me to be the party favor.”

  ~~End Book 2~~

  Author’s Note

  Thanks so much for reading One Night in a Dungeon. I hope you enjoyed it! Watch my website and social media for up
dates on the next book. All the necessary links can be found in the “About the Author” section.

  If you enjoyed the interaction between Cree and Kas, check out their story in One Night in a Storm, Savage Kinksters Book 1.

  Interested in exploring rope bondage? Rope is potentially dangerous if done incorrectly. I highly recommend checking out local rope groups for guidance. Feel free to click the links below to get started. I’m not associated with or advocating for any of these sites specifically.

  Crash Restraint

  Shibari Safety

  Physical Risk with Rope

  Thanks so much for checking out my latest kink story! I can’t wait to bring you more!

  Shay Savage

  More Books by Shay Savage

  Savage Kinkster Series

  One Night in a Storm

  Two university students thrown together in the midst of a raging storm, one a Shibari expert, the other an instinctive submissive.

  As the flood waters rise, so does Kasinda’s panic. When she allows Cree to use his expertise to ease her fears, she finds herself healing from the trauma of her past.

  The floodwaters may soon subside, but their passion for each other is just beginning to grow. Cree may be the rigger, but it’s Kas who has his emotions in knots.

  Evan Arden Series:

  Otherwise Alone

  Former Marine Lieutenant Evan Arden sits in a shack in the middle of nowhere, waiting for orders that will send him back home—if he ever gets them. Other than his loyal Great Pyrenees, there's no one around to break up the monotony. The heat is unbearable, but he makes do with the little he has. He’s accustomed to harsh conditions and simply exists as best he can. The tedium is excruciating, but it is suddenly interrupted when a young woman stumbles up his path.

  She’s lost; she’s cute, and he can’t resist the temptation of luring her into his bed. Why not? It’s been ages, and he is Otherwise Alone.

  Otherwise Occupied

  Evan Arden is a hit man for a Chicago mob boss and moves through life with darkness in his soul and a gun in his hand. Those who know him for what he is fear him, and those who find out the hard way never get a chance to tell anyone else. The few people who get a glimpse inside his head wish they never had. A merciless killer, his only loyalty resides with his employer, the man who calls the shots that rain from Evan’s weapon.

  As a POW of the Gulf War, Evan spent months in captivity, and the memories of his confinement combine with thoughts of the woman he left in Arizona. He lives his life day-to-day with little more than the company of his dog, Odin. As insomnia overtakes him, he seeks comfort from an unlikely source, but will confiding in her be his undoing?

  He’s struggling to forget his past and to keep himself Otherwise Occupied.

  Otherwise Unharmed

  After Evan Arden was imprisoned by the enemy for a year and a half, he returned from the desert as a military hero. He’d suffered some minor injuries during his captivity, was discharged from the Marines with a touch of shellshock, but was considered otherwise unharmed. Now he wonders how he ended up where he is—incarcerated in Chicago’s Metropolitan Correctional Center for using his sharpshooting expertise to take out the neighborhood park with a high-powered sniper rifle and multiple rounds of ammunition.

  Lia Antonio, the woman he rescued from the desert heat the previous year, is the only person who can bring him out of his sleep-deprived psychosis and mounting PTSD. When she does, Evan knows he can’t just let her go again. He’s never considered leaving the business before—who retires from the mafia?—but he’s determined to get both Lia and himself out of harm’s way.

  Evan faces overwhelming forces from multiple directions as a deal to get him out of jail turns more dangerous than he imagined. With a mob war on the horizon and the feds holding evidence over his head, Evan has no choice but to throw himself into the middle of another warzone.

  In his efforts to make things right, Evan crosses the wrong man and finds himself on the business end of the crosshairs. With his acute perception and intelligence, he tries to stay a step ahead of his former co-workers, but this time, it isn’t just his own life on the line—he’s got to protect Lia from the man who once called him son.

  Isolated

  Improvise, Adapt, and Overcome. The mantra is good enough for the Marines; it’s good enough for me. Improvise . . . Near the top of the world, I fight for my life against my opponent, Sebastian Stark. He has the upper hand in strength, but I have the cunning to turn the tables on him. I battle the elements, my demons, and him until Stark and I manage to strike a deal to ensure freedom for us both—and the women we love.

  Adapt . . . Being alone comes naturally to me. I’ve spent most of my life alone. Sharing my experiences, opening up to another human being, developing a relationship—all these things are foreign to me. Sometimes I wonder if it’s even meant to be.

  Overcome . . . I’ve been away from Lia for far too long, yet I still have commitments I must keep. When I make my way home, I will tell her I have decided to end the life I have led and move on to become the man she needs. I can overcome my demons; I must. But will Lia be willing to wait?

  Irrevocable

  Have you ever made a mistake?

  A big one?

  I’m back in Chicago and back in business with my boss, Rinaldo Moretti. So much for my run at a normal life. There are some new faces in the organization, and someone’s been cooking the books. Personally? I think they’re after more than a just little cash. If I have any hopes of flushing out the traitor, I’m going to need to find a good hooker to help me sleep at night.

  As the bodies pile up, I find solace in Alina. There’s something about her, something different. She understands me without asking a lot of questions. It’s as if she’s known me for years, yet we’ve only just met. If I weren’t so distracted by business, I’d try to figure out her story. She’s the only one keeping me grounded as my world spins out of control.

  I’m going to lose the one man who has ever meant anything to me – the only man to ever call me son. I want to deny his request, but there is no avoiding what awaits me. I never wanted any of this, but I’m out of options, and time is running out.

  Some choices have unforeseen consequences, and some choices are simply irrevocable.

  Uncockblockable

  Nick Wolfe is famous in Chicago—or is that infamous? He’s not only known as the illegitimate son of Mafia boss Rinaldo Moretti, but also as an unstoppable ladies’ man. He always seems to get the girl in the end, even when everyone around tries to plot against him. He’s a party guy, doesn’t work, and spends all his time picking up women and making notches on his headboard. He's the ultimate ladies’ man...or is that man-whore? However, his days of infamy come to a startling halt when he meets her, and she turns the tables on him.

  Surviving the Storm Series:

  Surviving Raine

  As the captain of a schooner catering to the elite on the Caribbean Seas, Sebastian Stark does his best to avoid any human encounters. Interacting with people isn’t his thing, and he prefers the company of a bottle of vodka, a shot glass, and maybe a whore. There’s no doubt he’s hiding from a checkered past, but he does well keeping everything to himself…

  …until the night his schooner capsizes, and he’s stuck on a life raft with one of the passengers.

  Raine’s young, she’s cute, and Bastian would probably be into her if he wasn’t suffering from alcohol withdrawal. As the days pass, DTs, starvation, and dehydration become the norm. Even the most closed person starts to open up when he thinks he’s going to die, but when she realizes their traumatic pasts are connected, it’s no longer the elements that have Bastian concerned.

  He has no idea how he’s going to Survive Raine.

  Bastian’s Storm

  Sebastian Stark just isn’t cut out for normal life with a girlfriend in the hot and humid city of Miami. All in all, he’d rather be back on the island where it was just the two of them, and
he could keep everything in balance. The bar down the street tempts him daily, but he’s determined to remain strong. Adjusting to normal life is difficult, but Bastian is doing his best to keep himself together and the nightmares away. Raine’s happy, and that’s what matters to him the most.

  But not all nightmares can be driven away.

  When Bastian’s former mentor comes into the picture and presents him with an ultimatum, Bastian slips into old habits. Though he wants to shield Raine from the truth, the shady circumstances of his past form into a hurricane he can’t control. In an effort to protect her, Bastian has no choice but to throw himself back into his old job—death match tournaments—just one last time.

  Dropped into the arctic wilderness with weapons loaded, Bastian has to compete against representatives of major crime lords from all over the States. He’s studied his competition; he knows their weaknesses, and he’s ready to battle for the woman he loves. There’s only one opponent in the mix that causes him any concern. In order to guarantee Raine’s safety, Bastian will be pitted against the key hit man for Chicago’s largest mob family—a guy who’s known as one hell of a shot.

  A guy named Evan Arden.

  Unexpected Circumstances Series:

  Book 1: The Handmaid

  In a bold political move, Sir Branford claims a handmaid as his bride instead of the expected princess in an attempt to spark a war. Poor Alexandra knows little of how to behave as the wife of a future king and knows nothing of the man who is suddenly her husband.

  Alexandra knows she is being used as a pawn and must do her best to avoid scheming noblewomen and the scorned princess, accept her position as her husband ascends to the throne, and overcome her fears of the man with whom she now shares a bed.

  Sir Branford is determined to have it all – the kingdom, a wife of his choosing, and the revenge he seeks for the death of his father. He doesn’t expect the naïve handmaid to become more important than he ever could have foreseen.

  Book 2: The Seduction

  As Alexandra tries to conform to her new life, she soon discovers that betrayal lies inside the castle walls. When noblewomen plot against her, Alexandra ends up on the receiving end of Branford’s rage. Earning the trust of her wary husband will be no easy task for the young handmaid.