by Sebastian Ex
“You’re always so proper in front of the girls,” Nathan says as he closes the door.
“That’s because he thinks he’s Casanova,” Matthew adds sarcastically.
“Fuckers,” I say as I go and sit in my chair. Matthew and Nathan sit in the chairs opposite mine.
“Why was I summoned?” Nathan asks.
“We’ve got an offer for you to consider,” I say.
“You want me to take care of your woman, and now what else? You’re telling me not only does your cock not work, but also what…you’re business skills suck too?” Nathan’s a prick. But what I do know is Nathan, just like Matthew, will always have my back.
“Brother, you’re on fire today,” Matthew says, then chuckles.
“As I was saying before you started thinking with the brain inside your jeans, Matthew and I have an offer for you. As you know, we’re looking at buying the building that houses the Velvet Room.”
“I do,” Nathan says looking at me, then Matthew.
“We want to offer you twenty percent as a silent partner,” Matthew says.
“What? I’m not in business with either of you. I have no idea what to do and I don’t have the money to invest.”
“We’re not asking for money. Matthew and I want to give you twenty percent.”
“Why?” Nathan asks incredulously.
“Because, that’s just who the three of us are,” Matthew says.
“But there’s more,” I add as I watch Nathan’s shocked face. “When we take over the club, we’ll be changing the name to the Onyx Room, and relaunching it as an upscale BDSM club. It’ll take the three of us a lot of work to earn it the pristine reputation we want for it, but we also need someone to manage it. And who better than you? You’re already a Master, you have as much control as Matthew and myself, and we trust no one more.”
“But I’m a cop, what do I know of running a club?”
“Brandon and I will teach you that part of it, and we have Ella who’s studying to be an accountant. She already knows what to do at the Onyx Club. The job’s yours if you want it. We’re willing to match what you get as a cop. Once the business is off the ground, the three of us can look at renegotiating a better arrangement for you.”
“You guys are serious.” He looks between us.
“Yeah,” both Matthew and I answer.
There’s an extended silence in the room. Matthew and I can see Nathan’s considering the offer.
“Take some time to consider the offer, talk it over with Bianca ‘cause this is a huge decision to make,” Matthew says.
“Bianca will do as I say, but I will take the time to think about it. I’ve also got Bianca’s well-being to consider. But, if I can bring her to the club with me, it may work out well.”
“Ella works for us. Penny comes to the club when she can. Bianca’s certainly welcome to be there with you too,” I say as I look to Matthew who confirms what I’ve said with a nod.
“Your offer is generous and certainly nothing I was expecting. Thank you, I’ll seriously consider it,” Nathan says, looking both of us in the eye.
“Settled then. But before we head back out there, Penny and I have gone over the contract, we’ve hashed out what she wants, what I want and the things I don’t feel I can give her. It’s really only two things she wants I can’t give her. She wants to try a latex vacuum bed and she said she wants to whipped by a Gorean Slave Whip. I’ve done some research online, but there’s no way I have the confidence to experiment on her with either of those.”
“I have a latex vacuum bed. It’s extreme confinement and even Bianca struggles with it. We don’t use it often, but once she relaxes, she enjoys it. The Gorean whip, I don’t have that. From my understanding it’s quite severe. I do have a cat and a couple of others I can use that will give her the biting sting she needs. If she wants that whip specifically, I can do some research if you like.”
“I’ll buy a bed and the whip she wants, I’ll have them delivered to your place and you can see if the whip is something you can use.”
“Either way, I’ll teach you how to use them both. She may not even like the bed, but if she does then you’ll know how to use it.”
“Thank you,” I say and look to Matthew, who’s remaining quiet and looking between us both.
“I never realized she was so heavily into the pain,” Matthew says.
“I always knew she wanted it, but I didn’t realize the extent either. Great fucking Dom I am. I’ve been with her for a couple of years, and I’m only now discovering how deep her need for pain is. I swear, the right guy could take a bat to her and she’d still beg for more.” I shake my head and shudder to think what Lucifer did to her.
“Lucky you’re the right guy for her. You need to teach her to protect herself. Rein that desire in, but also give it to her when she needs it most. And don’t kid yourself; you’re a good Dom. You were just blinded with wanting to change her so she didn’t want it. It took an almost-tragedy for both of you to learn how to communicate,” Matthew says.
“He’s right. Your mistake wasn’t that you couldn’t give her what she yearns for, your mistake is that you didn’t dig in deep enough to discover it. Her mistake was hiding it from you for as long as she did. You’re both equally responsible,” Nathan adds.
“You know what she said to me while we were going over the contract?” Both Matthew and Nathan shake their heads. “She said to me, ’I always knew I wanted pain, but I never knew how much I wanted it until the night I walked out on you. You’d done so much to me already, and I still wanted more. It was like the ultimate switch flipped in my brain and told me I had to have more.’”
“Fuck,” Nathan says.
“I know. That’s where it all came undone. I didn’t delve deep enough, and she didn’t fully know herself how much she needed it.” I nod my head.
“What’s happened is over with now. Move forward, teach her, and let her teach you. Set the pace so she doesn’t fail herself again,” Matthew declares.
I stretch my arms up and place them behind my head, just thinking about Penny. Matthew’s words resonate with me. I need to guide her, because when she’s bordering on subspace, she can’t think clearly while she’s chasing the ultimate high.
I’m her Dom, her Master.
Just as she owns me, I own her.
TWENTY-THREE
The last week has gone by in a blink of an eye.
Penny is now walking completely unaided, albeit slowly.
I had the apartment completely freshened up for Daisy and Jackson and organized movers to come in, pack and move her. Jackson started at his new school, and already they’ve tested him and put him in an accelerated learning program. His cast has come off and he’s doing some physiotherapy to help him regain full use of his arm.
Our offer on the other building was accepted and we’re waiting for sale to go through. But in the meantime, I’ve employed some underhanded tactics to ensure the day Matthew and I announce we own the building, we can get rid of Lucifer instantly, with no fuss. Though I know that’s hopeful, I suspect it’s not going to happen as easily as I’m hoping for.
I get up from my desk with the information I’ve received and head into Matthew’s office.
“Hey, I got something,” I say, as I sit and open my laptop to the email I received.
“Do you enjoy just interrupting? I swear you do it all the time.” Matthew chuckles.
“Yes, I do like coming in here unannounced, wondering what I’ll find. Like the time I walked in and you had Ella bent over the table fucking her. And also the time you had her do a sexy little striptease for you. Those are the ones I do enjoy, what I don’t enjoy is walking in here and finding you Skyping with Ella and you’re jacking off. And besides, you have a fucking lock on your door, use the damn thing.”
Matthew roars a huge laugh and shakes his head. “What do you want? I’m about to Skype.”
“Keep it in your pants, Romeo. I’ve got some information I
think will be incredibly useful to us.”
“Information? Where was it obtained from?”
“I paid someone to scope it out and get us some interesting facts.” I shrug my shoulders.
“Go figure, here I thought I was the only one who does things like that.” Matthew sits back in his black leather chair and folds his arms in front of himself. “Hit me.”
“He’s got underaged employees working for him.”
Matthew’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Instantly I see the shift in his appearance. He heard ‘underage’ and he thinks I’m talking young. “Really?” he questions as his shoulders tense further.
“Only by a year. They aren’t young schoolkids, but the fact is, we’ve got cause to throw his ass out because he’s operating the Velvet Room illegally. And as stated in the contract he signed, he’s not allowed to have any illegal activities on the premises.”
Matthew lowers his shoulders, relaxing when I tell him the staff aren’t as underaged as he thought. “I knew we were business partners for a reason,” he says sarcastically. “Getting him out should be easy. In theory, that is.”
“Yeah, we never know what else is going to happen, though. But with this information, hopefully he’ll walk out easily.”
“Right. Anything else?”
“Dylan. He wants to ask Daisy out.”
“I saw how he was with Jackson at your barbecue, he’s a good guy and he’ll do well for Daisy. I’m okay with him taking her out, if you are,” Matthew says.
“So am I, I’ll talk to him.”
“Good, now piss off. Ella’s waiting for me.”
I stand and take a step toward the door. “You know, watching Ella is fun.”
“Get out,” he yells at me.
I chuckle and leave, going back to my office. A beautiful sexual image of Ella naked doing what Matthew instructs her to do, plagues me. The image turns into Penny, and I want to ramp her up, all through text message. To push her outside her comfort zone.
Picking up my phone, I send Penny a message.
Where are you?
Within seconds I receive a text back from her. In our bed, reading.
I want you wet.
I’m always wet for you.
Strip everything.
Yes, Master.
Go to my side of the dresser, and get the vibrator from the top drawer. The one with the ears. Sit on the bed, legs open, position yourself in front of the mirror.
As you wish, Master. There’s a pause, then she responds. I’m as you want me, Master.
Turn the vibe on and run it across your nipples.
Thank you, Master. It feels nice.
Put the phone down beside you. Hold your sweet little pussy lips open and slide the vibrator into your wet cunt.
There’s no response, but I know she’ll be doing exactly as I asked.
Now move it, hold it on your clit and close your long legs around it, petal.
Please, this is driving me crazy. I need to come, Master.
That didn’t take long.
You don’t have my permission. Now, open your legs, and keep your eyes on the mirror watching your pussy as you slide the vibe inside you.
I’m afraid I may disappoint my Master if He doesn’t allow me to come.
Who knew giving Petal instructions over text messaging would turn her on so much?
Take the vibe out, and go back to reading.
I know it’ll frustrate her, not being able to come. But she needs to let go and trust me to look after her.
As my Master wishes. The text comes a good minute after I’ve given her instructions.
Sitting at my desk, I begin to go over the accounts for the month to date.
There’s a knock on my door, dragging me out of my concentration on the accounts.
“Come in,” I yell, looking toward the door.
“Hi Brandon, um, can I talk to you, please?” Daisy asks as she walks in.
“What’s on your mind?” I sit back in my chair and lean my elbows on the desk.
“Um, first I want to say thank you. I don’t think I’ve said it enough. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for Jackson and me. The apartment is perfect. Everything’s perfect. Jackson loves his new school, and the work they’re giving him is unbelievable. He’s thriving. I know he’s only been there a week, but he comes home so much happier. And he’s making friends with others who are like him, it really is…” Tears start falling, and I’m met with a woman crying, again.
“It’s my pleasure.”
“I’ll work really hard, Brandon. I promise I won’t let you down.”
“I know.” I stand, go to my personal bathroom and grab the box of tissues. “Here,” I say, as I push the box toward her. “As long as you keep doing what you’re doing.”
“I will, I promise.”
“There’s maybe one thing you can do for me,” I say as I lean my butt against my desk and cross my feet at my ankles.
Daisy looks at me, and crinkles her forehead. “Anything, what do you need?”
“Let Dylan take you out on a date.” The corners of Daisy’s mouth turns up in a smile she’s trying to hold back. “What?”
“I was going to. I like him, he’s cute, and he treats Jackson really well. At your house, I was watching him and how he talked to Jackson. I liked it.”
“Good.” I move from my desk and place my hand around Daisy’s elbow, guiding to her leave. It’s not that I don’t want her here, but she’s taking up my time and I want to finish up what I’m doing so I can get home and fuck Penny.
“Thank you, Brandon.” She stops at the door, reaches up on her toes and kisses me on the cheek. “For everything.”
“You’re welcome.” I close the door and lock it so I don’t have any more interruptions and get back to the accounts. I just want to get home to my girl.
TWENTY-FOUR
“You ready?” Matthew asks me as I get into his Shelby Cobra. He once loved this car more than life, but now, he has a new love – Ella.
“I must admit, getting rid of this Lucifer fucker will be the highlight of my year,” I say as I hold the paperwork in my hands.
We’ve taken ownership of the building and are on our way to evict Lucifer from the Velvet Room. Justin’s already got all the contractors lined-up to start renovation on the club the moment we give him the go-ahead. Because nothing major is happening, it should take no more than three weeks to have everything done.
“Nathan called me yesterday and told me he’s keeping an eye on Lucifer. His gambling debt is getting bigger, and I have a feeling he’ll end up at the bottom of the river if he continues like this.”
“Not our problem,” I say to Matthew. We offered him money, but he was greedy, and now he’s about to be kicked out with nothing.
We get to the Velvet Room and see one of his henchmen having a smoke outside the club. It’s during business hours, and we know it’ll be open because he needs the money. The guy sees us, recognizes us and goes inside, I assume to let Lucifer know we’re there.
By the time we’re out of the car, Lucifer and his two ‘bodyguards’ are outside to greet us. “I thought I made myself clear, I’m not accepting your offer,” he says and crosses his arms in front of his chest.
“Paying patrons,” Matthew says, as he takes a hundred-dollar bill out of his wallet and shows Lucifer.
Lucifer flicks his chin to the guy guarding the door and he steps aside to let us in.
We walk in, and go straight to the bar, Lucifer follows and stands behind us.
“Just a soda,” I say to the bartender.
“Same,” Matthew adds.
“Sweet ride,” Lucifer says to Matthew. Matthew nods his thanks as the bartender puts the drinks in front of us. “What do you want?”
“It appears the building has been sold,” I start. Lucifer narrows his eyes. “To us,” I add.
“You’re here to demand more rent from me?”
“Not at all. But I am here
to give you this.” I hand him the envelope I’ve been carrying. Inside is a list of the birthdates of all his staff, one of whom is the bartender who just served us. Underage by six months, along with another eight underage staff.
Lucifer opens the envelope, and as his eyes read over the information, the smug and cocky look slowly dissipates as his mind deciphers the information on the paper. “This is bullshit,” he says as he keeps reading.
“Lucky for us, our very good friend, who’s a cop, has invited some of his cop friends to meet him here within the next five minutes. As a matter of fact, if you go outside now, you’ll see them pulling up,” I say, now the smug and cocky one. What businessman wouldn’t do his research on the staff he hires? An idiot, that’s who.
Lucifer brings his hands down slowly, the papers falling from his hands to the ground. He steps forward, and his two bodyguards straighten their backs. Matthew stands, as I do, ready for the confrontation. “I did my own digging, and I know who you are,” he says, his voice low, trying to intimidate me. “That sweet little piece of ass, the one who liked to be choked and beat…she’d better watch that fuckable asshole of hers. Because one day soon, she’ll find herself being sold to friends of mine who like it rough.”
The hair stands on my neck, my entire body erupts into goosebumps and I clench my hands into fists.
“She fucked like the best whore I’ve ever had,” Lucifer says with a smile.
And with that, I lose it. I lunge at him, grabbing him by the shirt, fucking smashing his face in. Every blow fueled by anger, and with every smash I feel his skin become tenderized. I’ll fucking kill him, I’ll fucking pulverize him into nothing.
We fall back, and I’m sitting on his chest, pounding my fist into his face. I can feel someone trying to drag me away, I can hear high pitched screaming, but I don’t fucking care. I can’t stop. He thinks he can hurt Penny, but I’ll kill him before he lays one finger on her.
“Brandon!” Matthew yells.