by P Nelson
Chapter 5
Following Calla out the door of the women’s locker room, Lilith stopped for a second and smiled at Gaige. Once again, he was in his leathers, his chest peeking out from the vest he was wearing. Gone was the man she had come to know this afternoon, the Dom who had patiently massaged her feet and made her feel as if she were a princess. Master Gaige was ready to play, and his gaze had focused entirely on Lilith. The intensity made her nipples harden, and her pussy start to get soft and wet.
Gaige raised a hand and beckoned her forward with two fingers. Lilith felt as if she were in a trance as she ignored everything else happening in the dungeon and focused on her Dom. She managed to push down a second of longing. Gaige wasn’t really her Dom, but for the next few weeks, she got to pretend.
The scorching look on Gaige’s face made Lilith feel warm all over as she stopped in front of him. He was so much bigger than she was, and the heat coming off his body made her want to sway forward so she could rub herself on him.
“We didn’t have time for this yesterday, but you were with me the whole time, so you were safe enough.” Gaige held up a leather collar with a pendent hanging from the front. Lilith lifted a hand to finger the gold circle. She read the letters G and H on one side of the golden oval. “This is my collar for you to wear while you’re at the club. You’ll wear my collar at all times; it’s a sign you have a Dom. I’m going to put it on you.”
“Yes, please, Master Gaige.” Lilith held up her long hair so he had access to her neck. He leaned around her, and Lilith shivered as she felt the leather slide onto her skin. He bit her ear lobe and a jolt of pure pleasure shot into her gut. “You look perfect, baby girl,” Gaige said as he stepped back to admire his collar around her throat. A stare of utter possession marked his features, and Lilith felt her pussy getting wetter every second she stood in front of him.
“You have a stunning sub,” another man’s voice sounded from beside Gaige, and the moment between Gaige and her broke. Lilith frowned over at the newcomer. “She doesn’t look very submissive, however.” Pursing her lips, Lilith recognised the other man. When she had been researching BDSM on the internet, his face and name had come up often. He was a well-known porn star who specialised in dominating women. One of his co-stars had accused him of inappropriate and over-aggressive behaviour as well as not honouring her safe word. Lilith frowned at the man harder.
“Master Dillon, this is my sub, Lilith.” Gaige was frowning at her, and normally that look would have immediately chastised her. Unfortunately, she had to take the high road; Master Dillon had abused women in his past. Lilith tried to reconcile what she knew about BDSM with the fact that Master Dillon was a Dom here at The Cage. She looked down to see that Master Dillon was holding on to two leashes. Each one was attached to two women who were on their hands and knees a few feet behind their master. They were both completely naked, except for the ball gags in their mouths and the leather collars around their necks. Master Dillon held onto each of their leashes in one big hand. “That will be twenty smacks, Lilith. You signed a contract saying you would respect the Doms of The Cage once you were on the dungeon floor.”
“I don’t have to respect Master Dillon.” Lilith’s chin went up, and she looked away from Gaige’s shocked expression to Calla’s look of horror. “I’ve read the stories about him, and I don’t understand why he’s here, if this is supposed to be a safe place.”
“You’ve earned yourself twenty more smacks, Lilith, and I’m seriously considering using the paddle,” Gaige announced as he stepped into her space. Master Dillon’s mouth had set in an angry line, but he didn’t say anything. Calla stepped up beside Lilith and whispered hurriedly before Gaige could carry her away.
“Lilith, you’ve read all the rules and regulations of The Cage, you must know that neither I nor the rest of the Doms would allow someone to play here if we thought they would abuse the subs. I assure you we take the safe, sane, and consensual mandate very seriously.” Calla smiled when Lilith looked at her. “Sometimes there’s more to a story than what you read on the internet.” She shrugged, “In fact, there’s probably a lot more shit and no truth whatsoever to the crap you read there.”
“Thank you for the defence, Calla,” Master Dillon gave Calla a tight smile, but there was warmth behind it. “Too bad you swore, and little subs who use foul language get red asses.”
Calla looked down at the floor demurely, but I could see there was a smile on her face. “It looks like you have enough subs to discipline this evening, sir.” Lilith was shocked to see Calla flirting with Master Dillon. This more than anything she could have said convinced her that there must be more to the story about Master Dillon than what the public knew. Calla had grown up with two moms before it was cool to be the kid with two moms or dads for that matter. They had taught her to take feminism seriously, not the man-hating kind all the haters preach about, the kind where women and men get to be equals. She never would have tolerated speaking with a man who abused women, let alone flirt with one. Calla might be the shrink at a BDSM club, but she was still the same Calla.
“Not to worry, these hands always have enough time to spank one more bum, beautiful.” Master Dillon suddenly looked up and glared at a woman standing at the bar with a lithe figure and platinum blond hair who wore a black corset with boy shorts. She had a crop in one hand, and as she stared at them she tapped it on one of her long thighs. “Not tonight, however. Mistress Panties-up-her-cunt looks like she wants something.” As I watched, the woman in question nodded her head arrogantly, and Master Dillon sighed, “At least, I have these two lovely subs to entertain me through whatever lecture I’m about to get.” Master Dillon winked at Lilith and pulled on the leashes of his two subs. It looked as if Lilith’s indiscretion was forgiven.
“Who is that lady?” Lilith asked curiously.
“That’s Mistress Thea, she’s the Domme in residence,” Calla answered. “She basically runs the dungeon for Master Flynn. Do not under any circumstances call her Mistress Panties-up-her-cunt to her face.”
“That will be some punishment smacks from me for swearing, Calla,” Gaige’s voice was a growl. Calla’s shoulders slumped. “I will also give you a reprieve for now but know those smacks are coming.” Gaige was looking at Lilith, and she finally had the courage to look back up at him. “Disrespect at The Cage is a serious offense, Lilith. Inside these walls, there’s no judgement, only acceptance. In time, you’ll learn. Now, I have a whole evening planned that we can start after you take the spanking you earned for being rude. You can say your safe word and go home for the evening, or you can take my hand and see what awaits you in my privacy room.” He held out his big hand, and Lilith stared at it.
She had enjoyed the spanking yesterday, so the punishment part wasn’t anything to worry about. It hurt, and she had cried, but aside from the subdrop today at work, she had felt wonderful this morning. Lilith wanted to feel that way again, and she wanted to find out what Gaige had planned for her in his privacy room. The thought made her smile in anticipation. She placed her smaller hand in his and looked up into Gaige’s stern face.
“I’m ready,” Lilith replied and felt her heart burst for the first time in her life. In her soul, she felt this instant urge to believe, do, and share in truth with this man. The smile that split Gaige’s face on her reply, made her heart flutter all over again and her knees go weak.
“Good evening, Calla,” Gaige said as he tucked Lilith under his arm, and they walked away. Lilith was too excited to say anything, so she just smiled in her direction. Calla’s shoulders straightened. After all the reading Lilith had done into BDSM, she realised that Calla was a sub who needed to take care of everyone around her, and if they weren’t getting what they needed, she’d move heaven and earth to get them to where they needed to go. Lilith made a promise to herself to find out how she could help Calla get to where she needed to go.
Gaige felt as if he were on top of the world. Aside from Lilith’s reaction to Mas
ter Dillon and his scolding, she had come through her subdrop this afternoon beautifully. She had even wanted to come to the club and play in the scene he planned for her. With her tucked under his arm, he scanned the rest of the main floor. It was busier than last night, but Thursdays as a rule could go either way. It rained a lot in Vancouver, and one way to relieve the boredom was to come down to the dungeon and torture your sub for a few hours.
At the back of the main floor, two black wrought-iron staircases wound their way up to the second floor on either side dungeon floor. Gaige headed to the one on the right and unwrapped his arm from around Lilith’s waist. He silently motioned for her to precede him up the steps, and he got a chance to take in the full lushness of her ass. The leather micro-mini he chose for her made sure he wouldn’t have to use his imagine as he looked up and saw her ass cheeks contour into her bare pussy. Just looking at what he was going to taste tonight made his chest swell with anticipation and control. Tonight, he would be her ultimate authority on pleasure. After she accepted her punishment, of course.
Gaige walked up behind her took her hand again as they reached the mezzanine that ran around the second floor. It gave a great view of all the play stations on the opposite wall as well as the bar below. He watched as Lilith stared at a man using a four-foot whip to punish his sub who was tied to a St Andrew’s cross. She was obviously curious, and it was up to him to appease her curiosity, but not tonight.
“Come.” He tugged her hand, and they continued past a couple of doors. Doms owned all the rooms on this side of the warehouse. Reaching into a pocket, they stopped in front of the fourth door, and he brought out his key card. The lock clicked and turned green and he pushed the door open. Lilith hesitated for a second, looking up into his face before taking her first steps inside the room. The lights had come on when he unlocked the door, and everything was bathed in a soft glow.
Looking around the room, Gaige relaxed as he watched Lilith take in his most personal space. It was a more intimate look inside him than a person would ever find at his house in English Bay. In this room, he was a Dom. He was free to give in to his caveman instincts and glory in them, while bringing his submissives the release and pleasure they needed. A large, dark, wood-carved four-poster bed stood against the back wall, complete with black silk sheets and enough hooks to tie down any naughty sub. A custom-made St Andrew’s cross stood to one side along with a spanking bench. Gaige watched Lilith take in all the equipment and the large wardrobe that held his personal collection of torture implements as he opened a cabinet by the bathroom door.
“You will take off all your clothes and greet me properly,” Gaige said turning back to her with the items he needed. “And you will get an extra twenty smacks because you forgot to greet your Dom correctly.” Lilith’s eyes flared with a mixture of annoyance and lust. Gaige’s dick tightened in his leathers as he thought of all the nasty things he could do to punish a bratty sub like Lilith.
“Yes, master.” Lilith said and pulled the micro-mini she wore down her thighs and past her knees. It landed on the floor and she bent over to retrieve the item. Standing back up, she hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I need you to help me with the laces, Master.”
“Come here.” Gaige’s voice was rough, but her glistening pussy had caught his full attention. She was already wet, and his cock jumped thinking about how quickly her body responded. “Turn around.” She immediately obeyed, and Gaige used the small hunting knife he had tucked away for occasions like this. Pulling the laces away from her naked skin, he used the blade in one upward motion to cut through all the ties. Smiling, Gaige watched as the corset fell from her body, and she gasped as the cooler air hit her skin. Lilith made to raise her arms.
“Stop,” Gaige commanded. Placing the knife back in the cabinet, he reached out and stroked his hands down her back. The boning in the corset had left red marks on her skin, and Gaige took the time to trace each one. Leaning down, he licked his way down each side of her spine and was satisfied with the gasps of pleasure he could hear from Lilith.
“Go and position yourself on the spanking bench.” Now that she was finally at Gaige’s mercy, he wanted to get the punishment over with so he could show her how good it could be between them. He watched her sexy ass sway as she walked away wearing nothing but the red marks from the corset and his collar around her neck. A part of him wanted to shout with primitive abandon at the sight, but that would come later. Now, she needed his full discipline.
Lilith stepped up to the spanking bench and eyed it with uncertainty. “I’m not sure how to get up,” she admitted.
“Let me help you this first time, but next time you will have to do it all by yourself,” Gaige informed her as he walked over.
“I’m going to be such a good sub from now on that you won’t need to spank me again, Master,” Lilith said as she watched Gaige grab a small footstool from near the wall and bring it over to the bench.
“There’s no fun in having the perfect sub, Lilith.” Gaige’s voice was amused and dry at the same time. “It’s called funishment for a reason. A world where a Dom never gets to spank a single ass would be a terrible place to live. Subs break the rules so their Doms can give them the emotional release they need.” Lilith thought over what Gaige had said as she took his hand and balanced as she pulled herself over the spanking bench.
Her research on the internet over the past few days had shown her a couple of examples of spanking benches. Her breasts separated over either side of the leather bench, and her knees sank onto padded steps set lower onto the bench. Her ass and pussy were completely exposed, and as she rested her forearms on the padded steps near the front, Lilith had to take a few breaths to calm her nerves. She gripped the edge of the padded step with her hands. Lilith rested one of her cheeks on the supple tanned hide and inhaled the scent of man, leather, and wax.
Gaige was quiet for a man wearing cowboy boots, and suddenly, his face was only inches away from her own. “Where are you, Lilith?”
“I’m green, sir. Only a little nervous,” Lilith responded, and she mustered a smile for Gaige.
“Part of your punishment will be holding still for my hand. I will not restrain you this time. That’s my good sub.” Gaige reached out and ran his fingers through Lilith’s hair a few times. The action soothed Lilith, and she could feel her whole body relaxing. This man knew more about her than she did but decided not to worry about it. She wanted to take everything tonight and give it all back to him.
“You have been a very naughty sub this evening.” His voice had grown hard, and Lilith’s pussy clenched knowing what was to come. “You have two smacks for being late this afternoon, forty smacks for your rude behaviour towards Master Dillon and another twenty smacks for not greeting me properly. That makes sixty-two smacks for this exquisite ass of mine. Because it is mine, Lilith.” Gaige reached out and caressed the globes for her ass, and she felt electricity shoot all the way down her spine and her pussy get even wetter. “And this pussy is mine, too.” He reached between her ass cheeks and caressed the lips of her pussy and Lilith groaned. “Now, take your punishment like a good girl. No need to count, I want you to fly like yesterday.”
Lilith couldn’t see Gaige, but she could hear the anticipation in his voice. She imagined him standing with his legs slightly apart, Lilith had seen the huge erection in the front of his leathers and was excited by the fact she had caused it. Gaige’s hands let go of her cheeks, and she heard a sigh before the whole room echoed with the sound of the first slap. A moment later, Lilith felt the burn begin in one of her cheeks just before the next slap landed on her other cheek. She hissed out a breath at the stinging pain of the first few smacks. Lilith began to drift again, as she had the night before, a part of her brain registered that Gaige was methodically spanking her ass, pussy, and thighs. In a rhythm only he knew, Gaige placed hard smacks on her flesh and then peppered her with shorter more intense strokes. Her mouth was open, and at some point, she had begun to moan and pu
sh her bottom towards Gaige for more punishment. He stopped his punishment for a second and rubbed her tortured flesh, holding the heat in her ass.
“Hold still, baby girl, or I’ll have to restrain you.” Gaige’s fingers dug into her, and Lilith responded by moaning. “I’ll restrain you at some point, but I want you to give me your submission now. Stay still for my hand, baby girl.” His voice was so low Lilith could barely understand what he was saying. His hand slipped down and he cupped her pussy. It felt so good; Lilith held her breath to stop herself from moving. “You want to fuck my hand, baby girl?” Gaige growled before releasing her mound. “You’re about halfway through your spanking, and you’re doing so well.”
The spanking continued and Lilith did her best to hold on to her self-control and not move. Somehow the act of consciously trying to please her Master had become the most important thing in her world. At some point, her mind began to drift again, and she felt the same inner calm as last night. Lilith was outside her body and her head, and all around her was peace and forgiveness, and hope. She wanted those things so badly, she reached out and pulled them to her and wrapped her body in them. Knowing Master Gaige had brought her to this place of honesty only made her tears fall harder.
“That’s my baby girl. You let it all go.” Master Gaige was stroking Lilith’s back with firm hands as she came back to reality. “You ready to get back up yet?”
“No, I want to stay here for a minute.” Lilith clutched the edge of the bench tighter.
Chuckling, Gaige nodded his head. “You take all the time you need, baby girl, because once I have you off that bench, I’m going to do some seriously nasty things to that hot, wet pussy of yours.” Lilith felt her internal muscles clench at the thought, and she knew she was wet already, but his dirty talk did something for her. First, though, she had to give something back to her master. He had earned her submission, and she wanted him to know it.