“I think there’s more. Maybe I’m reading you wrong, but did a girlfriend hurt you too?” she asked.
Damn! She picked up on that quickly. “I did have one submissive who cheated on me. She said she’d be fine with phone contact while I was away at a work trip. It wasn’t even a week but when I returned, I found out she’d subbed for another Dom. She didn’t end up with either of us, in the end.”
“But you couldn’t trust her after that,” Amber said. “I get it. Cheating won’t be our problem. You’re right about the talking. It’s not easy so I might try too hard and it comes out as rambling.”
“You really are a good girl.” He grinned. Part of him trusted and adored her. He was in love with her already but that scared him. “I won’t blame you for what others have done. I just can’t rush into things.”
“Date night once a week at least, and I’ll be a bit more patient. You mentioned a private event earlier? Not a big club or dungeon?”
“No, it’s at someone’s house. Very safe. We’ll have to wait a bit for it to come around, but I’ll have the guest list beforehand so we won’t be shocked. You don’t have to do anything. It just might help to socialize with others who like the same things. Make friends in the lifestyle…other than Minny and Colin. Sound good?” He wanted her there. It was a big part of his life, the friends he’d made and the events he helped to plan. If she wouldn’t even go…
“I’d love to. I want to know I’m normal. I always felt so weird. Even when finding stuff online or watching stuff on TV, it didn’t feel comfortable until I met you. Now I feel safe and happy. Thank you.” She kissed his chin.
“We’ll go to a dinner once a week, and you can come home with me afterward to kink or vanilla fun. Deal?” he asked.
She nodded. “I like that plan.”
He hugged her tight. This woman had the power to break his heart, and she didn’t even know it. His hopes were up, but he didn’t want to assume, rush in, and end up with both of them miserable. Betraying her trust would hurt him almost as much as losing her. He’d been very careful not to let his heart get trampled on again. Amber had managed to sneak in, and this would end either happily or in hell.
Chapter Six
It took another couple of weeks before a private house event came up. She trusted him and their date nights had gone well. Nothing major or too close to campus would work for a first outing, which made a house play session perfect.
They arrived at a large house in an elegant neighborhood. Nelson had a duffle bag but hadn’t dictated her attire at all. Since they both enjoyed role-playing so much, she had to assume he had costumes in that duffle bag. There was a thrill in a surprise and him picking things out just for her. For now, she was dressed normally, gray skirt and light blue short-sleeve shirt plus black high heels. He was in jeans and a dress shirt. It felt as if they were going to a friend’s house for dinner. Nothing kinky or special.
They’d had plenty of chances for vanilla dates. When the pressure was off to control things, Nelson was a great boyfriend. They’d seen movies and discovered a shared love of some favorite nerdy events and pastimes. The conversation had improved some now that they were trying more and the sex was still amazing. Her hopes were up, but tonight the nerves were there, as well.
He rang the bell, and as soon as the door opened, Amber felt as if she were at a posh dinner party. She met dozens of people, all dressed nicely and chatting about random things. She spotted Minny and Colin, but didn’t have a chance to go up to them right away because the new people seemed so intent on meeting her.
“I thought they didn’t come to events?” she asked Nelson.
“They do some mingling events. Not the sexual ones normally. Minny wanted you to have a friendly face in the crowd.” He put a reassuring hand on the small of her back.
She exhaled and worked on socializing. Small talk wasn’t her favorite thing but she did her best. Everyone was so nice. When it was just her and Nelson again, she had to ask.
“I thought you said it was more than a getting to know people event?” Part of her wanted to get the shock of public sex, watching or doing, over. In a house, it didn’t seem so outrageous, but the anticipation was driving her nuts.
“It is but there’s no rush. This couple have their basement decked out for bondage and sex play. People have started to drift down there. Want to go?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Wait here.” He kissed her cheek.
Her powers of observation had picked up on who was in charge with different pairings. Some men clearly obeyed their wives and other couples had the reverse. Some were open about it, some seemed more as her and Nelson—very traditional in public.
The subtle and natural ease of the situation made her want more. It was nice to feel like she fit in. Nelson returned, duffle bag in hand, and led her to the basement steps. She walked down slowly and heard the activity before she saw it.
A room richly decked out with tables, chairs, ramps, and other furniture that served an erotic function met her gaze…and none of it looked cheap. The wood was polished and the leather gleamed. She took in everything, trying not to snap her head as if she were a new kid lost in a kinky world.
“Like it? If not, we can leave,” he said.
She shook her head. “I don’t want to leave. People are dressed up though.”
She studied the people, in various states of dress, and all were in some costume. Not just leather or rope but a few cops, a firefighter, a few women in nothing but nightgowns, and a cheerleader. The huge basement could hold dozens of people, but it was sparsely filled now.
“Some nights have a theme. It’s role-playing. I thought you’d like that.” Nelson kissed her neck.
She hugged him. “Thanks.” Their role-playing had improved a great deal the more they did it. Pretending to be someone else helped let go of the good-girl image people wanted to pin on her, and she’d tried to live up to.
“Good, let’s change.” He led her back under the stairs to one of the changing rooms where he’d stashed the duffle bag.
Next door they heard moans and thumps. She laughed. “People clearly can’t wait.”
He shrugged. “Some people get stage fright. It’s not as if everyone is watching one couple, but some people think they want sex with people watching, and they find out they don’t. So they come in here and get the thrill without the reality.”
“If you don’t want to do anything public, we don’t have to. We can just watch, right?” she asked.
“Of course, if that’s what you want. You do have to dress up though. Some costume.” From the duffle bag, he pulled out a naughty nurse outfit with a very short skirt, a white lace bra, and a stethoscope. The little hat and white heels were the only things that didn’t scream slut.
The rush of arousal hit her hard. People would see her like that. Minny. Strangers. Then again she’d just seen a very trampy cheerleader teasing a man dressed up as a jock, and it hadn’t phased her.
“What? Don’t like the nurse?” he asked.
“No, I like it. I just didn’t think I’d show that much skin. Role playing can involve all sorts of costumes.” She stripped down to nothing and slid on the skirt and bra.
“We can leave if you want.” He stripped down but left on his jeans. He put on a lab coat.
“No.” She ran her hand over his chest. “I want to play. I’ve just never had sex with people watching.”
“You focus on me. Forget about them. If you want to stop, you know the safe word. You’ll get tied up too, if you’re lucky.” He smacked her bottom.
A thrill ran through her body as she kissed him. “No one will watch us anyway.”
“The way you look, don’t bet on it.” He pinched her rear before opening the door.
He stashed the duffle with their clothes in a corner with hooks and cubbyholes. She was amazed at the trust and safety Nelson seemed to feel here.
“You’re sure?” he asked.
“I’m sure I want to be here
. Walk around. I love the role-play.” She toyed with his lab coat as she pressed her chest against his.
“You’ll get it. I promise. But you don’t touch anyone else. Not sexually, not in any way. The active play is intense, and you stay out of other people’s scenes. I won’t let you screw anyone else no matter what we do or how the role playing sounds.” His tone changed slightly. The Dom in him came out as they walked back into the playroom.
“I don’t want anyone else. I wouldn’t do it. But I understand.” The threat of sharing her might heighten the scene, she couldn’t deny it might turn her on. Deep down, she didn’t believe he’d ever do that. That was the thrill of role-playing.
Anticipation rippled through her. She wanted to please him, but was this really her? There was only one way to find out.
* * * *
After taking a lap around the large room so she could see everyone else playing, he led her to a table with a white sheet. She didn’t seem at all self-conscious about her clothing, despite plenty of men and some women looking at her tight body with lust.
Plenty of couples and groups were spread out playing their own scenarios. Some were being watched and some not, and that didn’t matter for Nelson’s fun. The role-play was simple. She pretended to make the bed and bent over.
“Nurse, you’re clearly not dressed appropriately.” He pulled her to stand up straight.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t find my top or panties. Someone must’ve stolen them.” She smiled. “I’m doing my best.”
“You’re going to cause a riot showing off your body like that. Patients can’t rest. No one can work.” He pushed her skirt up and bent her over the table. “Look at this. You’re loving it.”
She moaned when he shoved a finger in her cunt. He watched her skin go pink with a touch of shame, but she was wet. “I should turn you in.”
“No, please. I need my job, and I can’t afford another write up. I promise if I cause any problems, I’ll fix them.” She reached back and groped his crotch.
He grabbed the stethoscope from her neck and wound it around her wrists behind her back. “You damn well better satisfy me now. I’ll decide what happens next.”
“Yes, Doctor.” She turned to face him, knelt down on the floor and kissed his cock through his jeans.
He opened his fly and let her have what she clearly needed. Watching her, she looked so natural and at ease. But her eyes only looked at him, his face, then at his body. She never glanced around the room. The sounds of others having sex heightened his experience, but she seemed oblivious.
When he was close to release, he pulled her up and bent her back over that table. “Enough treats for you. You still broke the dress code and need to be punished.”
“Yes, Doctor. Please punish me any way you see fit but don’t report me,” she moaned.
He almost laughed. It sounded as if it were bad porn. She wasn’t good at talking dirty, but when he spread her legs, it was clear she sure as hell was turned on by the game. He rubbed the juices all over her slit before pushing two fingers in her pussy.
Then he squeezed her ass and took aim. With nothing but his hands, he spanked her soundly. She was so horny and wiggling, she deserved a serious paddle but he wanted the sex more than giving her punishment.
A small group had walked up during the discipline. He ignored them and grabbed a condom from his pocket. He was still hard as hell and hadn’t bothered to close his pants while slapping her naughty rear. With protection in place, he lifted her up on the table so her feet were off the ground. He held her hips and filled her cunt with utter possession. No one else would ever touch her sexually. She was loyal to him, and he loved it. Maybe he could attend these sorts of events with her. Fully trust her the way they both deserved. Since he’d been cheated on publically, he’d never done anything with a woman he cared about in front of others.
“Please, Doctor.” She tried to hold onto the table.
He reached up and unhooked her bra. Fucking her hard, he slid one hand under her breasts and pinched her nipples until she groaned. “Be a good nurse. Make me feel better. You like it, don’t you?”
“God, yes! More,” she moaned.
He pulled out and flipped her over. Grabbing the bra and tossing it aside, he saw the shock in her face. He wrapped her legs around his waist and drove in and out of her at a frantic pace. He felt her pussy tighten on him and her face betrayed her orgasm.
“Don’t be quiet,” he warned.
“It’s so intense, I can’t help it. I’m coming,” she gasped.
He rubbed her clit to push her further. The screams she let out filled the room as her hips snapped on him as if she was in charge. He’d wanted to come all over her, mark her as his as if he were some animal, but that wasn’t what he needed now. He filled her again and bent over her, sucking her tits as she rocked in the aftershocks.
“Mine,” he whispered in her ear.
Then his release hit, and he buried himself so deep in her, he never wanted to leave. Her mouth covered his and the crowd applauded.
As he recovered from the orgasm, he saw her blushing darker than ever. She buried her face in his neck. “Was I okay?” she asked in his ear.
He nodded and kissed her hard.
Chapter Seven
She clung to him as the crowd dispersed and other active scenes took people’s attention. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“You’re gorgeous.” He eased back, massaging her breasts.
She caught men looking at her breasts and felt sick for a second. “Where’s the bra?”
“Don’t be shy now. Plenty of people walk around naked. You’re beautiful.” He dumped the used protection and zipped up his fly.
“You can hide your cock but want to show off my boobs?” she asked.
“I shouldn’t be proud of you? Don’t you want to show off? People saw you have sex. It’s not like seeing your body is new,” he said.
She slid off the table and found her bra a couple feet away on the floor. Instead of heading back to Nelson, she found Minny admiring a Dom spanking two subs at once.
“You okay?” Minny asked.
“Where’s Colin?” Amber asked.
Minny led Amber away from the active scene. “He went to get some more water bottles. The place is hopping tonight. You were hot. Like it?”
Amber shrugged and put on her bra. “I liked it during, but he wanted me to walk around without my bra. I just feel so exposed. If this is part of it…I don’t know. I mean I like the role playing but other people just staring…”
“You do what works for you. And you should be talking to him about it, not me.” Minny pointed at Nelson who was walking up to them.
“What’s the problem?” He hugged her gently.
Minny left them alone without another word.
Amber tensed in Nelson’s arms. “I thought Masters Wanted was a bedroom Dom. I know I agreed to come here, and the role-playing thing is hard to resist. When we’re in the middle of a scene together, it’s different. But if you want to show me off…let everyone look at me. I don’t know if I can do that. Don’t pressure me to.”
“So sex in front of people is okay but letting them look at your body is bad? How is something less taboo worse?” he asked. “Really, I just want to give you a chance to try new things with me.”
“I liked the scene, but I’m not a nudist,” she said.
“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to. You liked the sex so why not relax and see what else you like? I’m not going to ask you to do something with anyone else. You know that.” He sounded so calm and in control, but she felt the fear in his touch.
“Let me? So you’ll get annoyed and dump me if I don’t play along,” she said.
He pulled away, turned her and looked her in the eye. “What? I never said that.”
Going around topless at a beach might be normal for some women; plenty of women in the room were totally naked. She didn’t care if he looked at other women,
but she couldn’t understand why he wanted her to show off her breasts so badly. It was so arbitrary. So pointless a thing to fight about, there had to be a deeper reason. He was testing her. Would she leave? Would she do what he wanted? Men!
“This was a test. I get it, but I won’t say yes to every impulse you have. I don’t know what I’m doing. Or what I like or don’t like fully. I do know a test in a relationship when I get one. If I’ll have sex in front of others, will I do it with others? Will I cheat? You want to see what I’ll do. Will I show off my body?”
“That’s not what this is about. You wanted to see what it was like. What I enjoy. I haven’t done it in a long time but…” He sounded so rational.
“You wanted to see how I’d react. If you don’t trust me after this, you never will. You can’t put out hoops for me to jump through all the time. I didn’t hurt you.” She was tired of tests.
“You like the hoops. You like the sex. You like being spanked and ordered around. It’s what you want,” he said as the anger slipped into his tone.
“I want you to trust me and guide me. Play with me in bed and love me the rest of the time as an equal. Just because I’m a sub, doesn’t mean I don’t decide what I do. Being a Dom won’t guarantee a woman will never cheat. You have to trust me for this to work. You just can’t seem to do it.” She shook her head.
“I think you’re the one who won’t trust me. Maybe I was just a sex game and you never actually wanted me. Anyone might do. Come on, I’ll take you home.” He suddenly was stone cold to her, and she felt the chill.
“No, I’m not leaving now. If you want a slave, you don’t want me. If you want to leave, go.” She shrugged.
He moved in close. “I’m not leaving you here alone.”
She threw him a glare. “I’m not a child. I don’t need a man. I can get a ride home with Minny and Colin, I’m sure. If you think I’m not safe alone, then you must not think much of your friends and their respect for the word no.”
“Fine. You’re an adult.” Nelson backed off.
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