True Desires

by T. K. Holt

  “This is incredible.” His fascination with the club was starting to pique rapidly. Not knowing what to expect when they arrived, he honestly was enjoying the experience, so far. Vic dropped the whip and released the woman mounted to the cross and carried her off the stage. The man disappeared off in the distance as the crowd of people dissipated, going in different directions. A half-naked woman approached him and Orlando to deliver a message. “Vic asks that you wait here. He will be right with you after he tends to his sub.” She lowered her head at Orlando in a polite manner. “Good to see you again, Sir.”

  “How the hell often do you come here?” Orlando fit right in, which surprised him just a little. Some of the patrons and the employees knew him very well. Was there actually something about his best friend that he did not know? Had he been involved in this lifestyle and had not told him about it? No wonder he was so open to the conversation when he brought it up. It all made sense now. When Orlando had taken him to the sex shop to pick up toys for Courtney’s birthday, he had been so confident and seemingly experienced with the whole thing.

  “Bro, I’m a member.” Orlando gave him a dry response as if he should have figured it out by now.

  “What the fuck? You never told me about this.” Well damn, his friend did have a secret life that he knew nothing about.

  “You are so laid back and conservative that I didn’t think you would give a shit. Well, until about a week ago anyway.” Shaking his head, Fabian was shocked to find out that Orlando took part in these sorts of actions on a regular basis.

  “Sooo… Are you…” Fabian didn’t get the chance ask the question he was now very curious about.

  Victor came out of nowhere, approaching them from the side and reaching out his hand to Orlando. “Hey, Orlando. Sorry about the hold up. The session ran longer than I expected.” His friend shook his head as he accepted the man’s hand and brushed off his apology. “It’s cool. We were enjoying the show like everyone else. Nice work and beautiful sub! This is my boy, Fabian. The one I told you about.” Victor extended his hand during the introduction. Accepting the hand shake, he took notice of the man’s size and wondered how he controlled his hand and strength so well that he did not seriously injure a tiny woman, such as the sub he had just been working with.

  “Good to meet you Vic. I agree, nice work.”

  “It’s nice to see some of our kind realizing their true desires.” Victor’s statement answered the question he was about to ask before Victor had walked up and interrupted the conversation between him and his friend. Orlando was a Dom as well. He was sure glad to hear that because the thought of his large friend submitting to a woman or a man was an image he did not need. “True desires?” He wondered what Victor meant by that. “The fact that you enjoyed the part of the scene you just witnessed says you have the natural trait of a Dom. Most people freak out during their first experience with that sort of play. Whips, chains and pain deter the weak-hearted, newbies or rookies, so to speak.”

  Within three minutes, this man had seen something in him that he did not know existed in himself. Up until about a week ago, he had gotten no pleasure out of that extent of sexual play, at least that he was aware of. “I just recently discovered that these things interest me. I was afraid to share it with my lady, but she is coming around to the whole situation quite nicely. What I want to know is the basics and the different levels of dominance there are?”

  Victor shook his head as he looked over at Orlando and then back at him. “I have a little test for you first. I’ve set up a session with an experienced sub just to see how comfortable you really are with your dominance. From there I will know how to guide you into your next steps.”

  Victor led them to his private room, which was locked. Using his key, he opened the door to reveal a sub kneeling naked on the floor. Her head was lowered with the back of her hands resting on the top of her thighs. Sitting perfectly still and remaining quiet, she did not acknowledge their presences as they slowly entered the room. Victor closed the door behind them, locked it, and then approached the woman on the floor. “This is considered a presentation of a submissive. This is Brooke.” As he rubbed his hand over her hair, she still remained completely still and quiet. “Very nice, pet. Your Dom for the evening, Fabian, is here. He is new so you are required to be patient with him as the scene progresses. Got it?” Fabian watched the interaction between the man and the woman. She was at his full command, agreeing to any and everything he said. “Orlando is only here for support of his friend; he will not be participating in the session unless Fabian invites him to join in. I am now releasing my command over you to Fabian. I will be present to oversee and guide the rookie for your security.”

  Stepping back, he leaned against the far wall and raised his hand in gesture towards the waiting sub. “She’s all yours. Allow her to provide a safe word and then proceed in any way you wish. Everything you need is in this room: props, toys, lubes, condoms if you need to use them. Any sexual intercourse must include the use of protection; it’s house rules.”

  Throwing up his hands, Fabian had to set the record straight. “I appreciate the openness of this session but I am in a committed relationship so there will be no sexual intercourse of any kind. I do have other plans in mind that I think will be passable in my current circumstance.” He smirked and looked down at Brooke.

  She was beautiful and all his. Her body structure was similar to Courtney’s which would make any encounter with her easier to bear. “Brooke, stand up, precious.” As she rose from the floor, neither her eyes, nor her head lifted from the downward position they were in. She stood before him with her hands down by her side awaiting his next command. “Let’s go over to the wheel.” He had never used one before but it looked like fun and it was perfect for the idea he had for her. Once in front of the wheel, he backed her up against the black leather contraption and strapped her arms and legs to it. “Victor, where are your toys?” Brooke smiled slightly at Fabian’s question. She must have known she was in for a night full of pleasure. Fabian smiled back at her while he took a good look at her body. The pink tips resting on top of her perfect perky breasts hardened right before his eyes. “If I may say, you are gorgeous, Sir.” Brooke whispered and then lowered her eyes again.

  Victor pointed to a glass display case directly across from him. “Take your pick.” Inside that case were nipple clamps, vibrators, dildos and so much more. Feeling like a kid in a candy store, he twiddled his fingers in the air before making his selections. Orlando posted up on the opposite wall across from Victor. They both had a good view from behind him because of the way the wheel was positioned in the room. Neither said of them said anything, made any suggestions or offered to lend a hand. Orlando, usually the co-signer for everything, did not utter a word.

  Choosing a pair of nipple clamps, he walked back over to Brooke. “Your safe word?” Brooke quirked her lips before responding. She lifted her eyes and locked them with his. “Rookie.” Victor chuckled from across the room. “I forgot to mention, she is a bit feisty.” Nodding, he stared directly into Brooke’s eyes. “That’s quite all right. I have something for that. I believe it will change her image of me.” Orlando chuckled this time.

  Pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he prepped each nipple for the clamps before clipping them into place. When Brooke hissed and moaned, he assumed the blood must have been slowly rushing from her tender peaks. After giving the chain of the clamps a slight tug, he walked back to the display case. Looking over his shoulder, he wondered what part of her body he wanted to tease first. Her nipples were already occupied. With her legs spread wide, he could see her little pink nub sticking out and begging for attention. He smirked. The thought of playing with her pretty pussy made his appendage come to life. The hard-on forming in his pants hung down his pant leg and rubbed against his thigh.

  Choosing a plug, lube and a remote controlled vibrator, he returned to his sub. He searched for her reaction to the selections in his ha
nds. Her expression did not change. No smile or smirk, but her breathing did seem to pick up, probably from anticipation. Placing both the toys in one hand, he used the hand holding the tiny tube of lube to spin the wheel without warning. “Eeek!” Brooke squealed. Now with her body upside down, her moist flower in his face, he was ready to see what other sounds she made. His mouth watered at the sweet scent of her essence coating the crest between her thighs.

  He loved Courtney so much, but that was not stopping him from thinking of the things he wanted to do to the woman hanging naked in front of him. After all, he was a man, and he knew there were some things he could not control, like the naughty things roaming through his mind at the moment. He was going to consider this a learning experience for later on. If Courtney knew what he was doing right now she would probably be upset because he was with another woman, but to ease his guilty conscious, he could honestly say he would rather it be her strapped to that wheel right now instead of Brooke.

  Tuning back to the here and now, he lubed up the plug and traced it around her puckered hole. Brooke flinched when the cool gel touched her back door. “Do you want it?” The tone of his voice was deep and husky. The room was silent even with the other two men still in the room. Still teasing her second entrance, she moaned and groaned, but did not respond. “I can’t hear you.” He wanted to hear her ask for it. If she took too long to respond he was going to make her beg for it. The protruding pearl twitched in front of his eyes. He could tell she wanted it.

  “Please, Sir.” She finally responded in a panting voice.

  “Please, Sir, what?” Wanting to hear her ask him to slide the plug in her ass, he continued to tease her.

  She tightened her cheeks around the hard toy that was taunting her, trying to fight the pleasure the slight touch was bringing to her. “Just say it,” He crooned. Looking down at her, he became well aware of the visual she was getting from her upside down position. His cock was harder than before and tenting the front of his slacks, blocking her view of his face. He stepped back; he wanted to look into her eyes and see the desire in them. She eyed his hard-on and licked her lips just before she said the words he was longing to hear. “Yes, Sir. I want it buried deep inside my ass. Please!” Stepping forward, he slowly pushed the plug into her ass and basked in the sounds of her sexual moans and groans.

  “Very good,” he growled. He checked the security of the plug, making sure it was in place. He aligned the tip of the vibrator with her glistening folds and opened them up for the insertion of the toy. Slipping the hard fixture into her core, he felt a tug against the cord. Her pussy was thanking him for the attention he was paying to it. Tugging on the cord a few times, he pushed and pulled the end of the vibrator in and out of her. Her heavy breathing and panting said he was doing everything just right.

  Fabian spun the wheel to bring Brooke face to face with him once again. Giving her a little smile, he waved the remote of the vibrator in front of her. “Next.” Her eyes widened a little, but she did not object. Sliding his finger up against the button, he started the vibrations on low. Her eyes closed as her hands balled into fists. Her lips parted, allowing sweet sounds to travel through. Lost in the moment, he had forgotten all about the other people in the room watching his every move. He increased the speed on the egg buried in her channel. Pinching the chain that connected the clamps on her nipples, he pulled it to give her body an added sensation. “S-Sir!” Brooke’s eyes shot open as she cried out.

  “Yes, precious?” He smirked. She did not have to say it. He already knew what was about to come out of her mouth. She was on the edge, she wanted to come.

  “I need to… Mmmm…. Oh My God.” The sub was tongue-tied as he increased and decreased the speed of the vibrations.

  “Not yet. Wait for my command,” Fabian instructed.

  Brooke slammed her eyes shut again. Biting her lip and digging her fingernails into the palms of her hands, she was fighting back with all her might. She was a tough little cookie, but no tougher than he was. Spinning the wheel again, he pulled the plug almost all the way out of her tight rear. The contracting muscles in her sex were pushing it free as she resisted the urge to come. Fucking her sweet little ass with the plug before pushing it all the way in, he knew that any minute she was going to burst. Spinning her back to face him, her brow wrinkled as she began to beg. “Pleeeease, Sir! I can’t hold back.”

  He growled, “You can and you will.” Victor chuckled again, reminding him that they were not alone. Leaning his face close to hers, he could feel her warm breath against his face. “I want to look into your eyes,” he crooned as he slowly raised the level of the vibrations once again. Her eyes popped open, filled with need and lust, breaking him down to give into her need. Sliding his hand between her legs, he rubbed her clit with his middle and ring fingers. She wailed, piercing his ears with beautiful cries of pleasure. “Come for me.” He finally gave her the command.

  The pulsating bud twitched and swelled against his fingers as she gave him what he commanded of her. His hand became soaked with her nectar as her pussy flooded all over him. “Goood giiiirl.” His growl vibrated inside his chest. Brooke slowly came down from her high, locking eyes with his.

  “Thank you, Sir,” She sighed and smiled. A light sheen of sweat covered her heaving breasts, tempting him to touch her flesh. Back away now before you do something you will regret. His conscience was kicking in, making him think back to Courtney and the real reason for being here in the first place.

  Sliding his fingers forward, he pulled the vibrator free as he gradually lowered the speed to nothing. Placing the vibrator in his other hand, he reached further to remove the plug. They both released from her body accompanied by a gentle sigh from his sub, who was probably hoping for more. Kissing Brooke gently on the cheek, he thanked her. “Thank you for playing with me tonight.” After placing the toys on a table nearby, he began to release her from her confines. Victor stepped up to assist. Taking her by the hand, Victor insisted she go rest on his bed and wait for him to return. “Don’t be disappointed, I’ll finish what he started when I come back.” Vic enlightened the sub.

  “Fabian, there is a bathroom in the back if you need to use my facilities to wash up.” The man must have been a mind reader. He could not walk around nor go home with another woman’s essence on his fingers. He used the bathroom to wash his hands and face, and calmed the bulging monster in his pants before he finally returned to the men waiting for him in the other room. Everything about this was wrong, now that he thought about it. The woman he just experimented with should have been Courtney, but was she ready for this level of play? Would she have been concerned that she was being watched by two other men, even if they were there simply for guidance? His brain, now tormented with the thought of coming clean to his woman about what he had done when he got home. Fabian could only hope that Courtney would not slap the shit out of him and walk away from him forever for engaging in a sexual act with another woman. SHIT! What was I thinking?

  “Let’s have a seat in the lounge to discuss any questions you may have.” Victor cleaned, and then tucked a resting Brooke into his bed and exited the room with Fabian and Orlando in tow. Finding an empty table in the lounge, they each took a seat. A waitress popped out of nowhere and asked if they needed anything. Orlando, never one to turn down anything but his collar, ordered a drink and some wings. “I’ll have a Grey Goose Martini with two olives and an order of hot wings.”

  Since they rode together, he might as well join his friend for a drink. “I’ll take a shot of Patron Silver, chilled.” The waitress looked to Victor to see if he wanted anything. He declined, but insisted that he cover their bill. The waitress nodded and walked away to put in their orders. “Thanks, man, you didn’t have to do that,” Orlando said.

  Victor waved him off. “Tonight, you are my guest. What type of host would I be if I didn’t take care of you?” Just as he finished his statement, a woman dressed in nothing but a corset, thong and pumps came over and s
at on the floor at his feet. Victor must have been the man around here. She did not say anything, nor did Vic. He just ran his hand over her hair and down her back as he focused his attention on Fabian, Orlando and the conversation at hand.

  They sat, drank and Orlando ate as Fabian asked every question he could think to ask while he had the man’s full attention. Even after his discovery of his best friend also being a Dom, he figured Victor would still be the best person to ask. Besides, his friend did bring him here to get advice from him so he must have agreed that Victor was the better man to get his answers from. When he was totally spent of questions to ask, he and Orlando thanked Victor again for everything as they stood to leave. Taking one final look at the woman still resting at Victor’s feet, he voiced his envious thoughts. “What I would give to have Courtney resting at my feet like that.”

  Victor’s eyes shot up and looked at Fabian with question. “Courtney? Odd, I met a Courtney just the other night. She was in here with a couple of friends and inquiring about becoming a submissive.”

  His thoughts went straight to Courtney’s outing she just went on the other night with Maria and Amber. She never said where she was going or what she had done when she came back home. Could they be talking about the same woman? Naw, Courtney would have told him had she done something like that. But what if it was her? Did she come here and let some other man touch her? His mind was racing a mile a minute. His anger was also rising at an all time high at the very thought of Courtney letting another man do to her what he had just done to Brooke. And his current feelings just made him think that he should in fact enlighten Courtney about his visit to the club and all the activities he had just participated in. He would just have to face the consequences but she did deserve to know.

  “Was she a beautiful blonde woman with emerald green eyes?” He would not know unless he asked. “As a matter of fact she was. She came in with…” Vic was cut short in his response.