Starting Over

by Erin Cristofoli

To my left, there was a woman in just her panties giving a lap dance to a man chained to the chair he was sitting in. To my right was a man bent over a bench, being spanked by a woman dressed in leather chaps. As we walked in a little further, I saw one woman straddling another, both clad in only lace lingerie, in the middle of a heated make-out session.

  “You haven’t seen anything yet, angel. Is this too much for you? Because I think this is exactly what you need me to give you. Or do I have it all wrong? Do you want to leave?” Sir whispered in my ear, his breath tickling me.

  I looked around again and shivered before slowly shaking my head. I didn’t want to leave just yet. The idea of being here, watching all these people, turned me on more than I thought it should, though I couldn’t figure out why. My panties grew wet at the thought that I too could be just like one of the other women here if I stayed.

  Sir led me to the large bar and ordered us another round of drinks. I sat on one of the bar stools, my short skirt riding up a little higher than I was expecting. As I tried to tug it down to gain a little modesty in this ridiculous dress, his firm hand on mine stopped me.

  “You decided on this dress, Kate, which I happen to think was the perfect choice. You will not adjust it anymore tonight, even if it rides all the up to your waist. If you do, I will be forced to bind your wrists. Do I make myself clear?”

  I looked up at his determined eyes. Oh boy, Sir was exuding his dominance over me. He lifted my hand, placing it on the bar, and returned his hand to my thigh. His fingers lightly grazed along the edge of my dress, causing me to shiver again.

  He groaned, “Fuck, I want you so bad.”

  I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I turned my gaze to look around the room again and gratefully accepted the drink he handed to me.

  “As you know, I am a dominant,” he told me. “If you end up wanting to stay, you would be my submissive and mine alone to do with you as I please until I decide otherwise. You would continue to address me as Sir. I realize you aren’t familiar with this world, Kate, but I would like to give you a little taste. I know I said only one more night, but the more I think about it, teaching you about this world might take a little longer. I make no promises of any length of time, and definitely for no future, but I could make all your wildest fantasies come true, even desires you probably don’t even know you have. In return, you would need to submit to me completely. While I understand that can be hard to do if you aren’t completely willing, I’ll remind you that I am not into the majority of the BDSM lifestyle. I just want your submission. I want to reiterate, though Kate, that once I deem our arrangement over, it would be just that.”

  I looked at him and then down to my drink, my head spinning with everything he was telling me, trying to sort it all in my head. “I’d like to think I could do as you ask me to. I just am not sure if I can.”

  “Would you like to look around a little more?” Sir asked, standing and taking my hand.

  I nodded, noting that his simple touch made me tingle all the way deep down inside me, a feeling that honestly frightened me.

  We walked around the outside of the room, with random sexual acts happening all around us. Sir stopped, and I followed suit. To my left was a woman, her wrists bound by shackles that hung from the ceiling, ankles attached to a widely stretched bar, and her mouth gagged. She was in an unbuttoned dress shirt, no bra, and a pair of lacy black panties. I looked at her and saw a little twinkle in her eye. The woman was exactly where she wanted to be. Beside the woman was a man who was stroking her hair and whispering in her ear. He shook hands in greeting with Sir, but my eyes were locked on the woman.

  “Would you like to touch her? Please do,” he told us.

  While I watched the woman, my mind began to question whether or not I would want to be tied this way, exposed to whomever walked by. It was as if Sir sensed the overloading of thoughts in my head, because at that moment, he lifted my chin with one hand so I was looking at him, while the other slowly grazed down the bare skin of my back. All thoughts that had been swimming around, confusing me, instantly left, leaving me staring into his eyes.

  “Let’s try a little exercise, Kate. If you were my submissive, you would have no problem doing exactly as I ask of you. As your dominant, your only concern is what pleases me, to do for me whatever I ask, no matter what it is and without hesitation. Do you want to please me, Kate?” I nodded up at him. “Good. Then I want you to touch this woman.”

  I hesitated. He wanted what? I had never touched a woman sexually before. Would that not be completely weird?

  Sir frowned. “Second guessing my request of you displeases me, Kate. Normally, if you were to do that, I would punish you for your disobedience. I will ask you only one more time. Touch this woman, Kate.” He leaned in so his lips grazed my ear, sending shivers through my body. “I want you to give it a try for me. You can do this.”

  I took a breath then reached out and touched the woman’s stomach. Her skin was soft under my touch.

  “Good girl,” he whispered. “Don’t be afraid to let your mind go, Kate. Don’t analyze yourself here. Just turn your mind off and be in the moment. It pleases me that you have done as I asked. Don’t stop touching her. Now, I want you to slide both your hands up into her shirt and touch her breasts.”

  I took a step closer as I did his bidding. The woman’s eyes closed, and her head leaned back with pleasure.

  “See, Kate? She likes what you are doing to her. Have you ever touched another woman before?” I shook my head that I hadn’t, not trusting my voice to reply. “Well, I like watching you do this. It turns me on. But I want more from you. I want you to slide your hand down her body and put your hand between her legs. Move her panties aside. Touch her. Feel her. When you do, I want you to tell me how it makes you feel.”

  I very slowly did as Sir asked. As my fingers grazed the woman’s wet folds, she moaned softly.

  “So, how do you feel?” Sir asked.

  “I-I don’t know how to feel,” I replied. “She is so soft. It’s nice to touch her.” Sir smiled down at me, encouraging me to continue. “It’s a little overwhelming.”

  He ran his hand down my back again. “Well, you look fucking sexy doing that. Can you feel how wet she is on your fingers?” When I nodded, Sir continued. “I want you to look her in the eye, and I want you to taste her on your fingers.”

  Again, I hesitated, but then slowly, I brought my fingers to my mouth, and my tongue darted out to meet them.

  “Good girl. God, you’ve just made me so hard I can hardly stand it. Time to come with me.”

  He thanked the other man for allowing the interaction then guided us toward the back of the room and through a set of curtains. I found myself in front of a set of elevators. We took a short ride up before he led me down a hallway of doors.

  “These are private or semi-private rooms. If the sign is red, don’t enter. If the sign is green, people are welcome to join. Tonight, though, Kate, I don’t feel like sharing you with anyone else. We need to be alone. I am so fucking desperate to have you, I can’t wait any longer.”

  He stopped in front of a door with no sign on it. “Tell me, Kate, what have you decided? I want to take you into this room, but not until you have agreed to be a submissive to me. Agree that you are mine until I decide otherwise. There is so much you could experience, but I won’t force you. You don’t know me, but I’m asking you to trust me, without any of the hesitation you demonstrated earlier. I will enjoy punishing as well as pleasuring you. I’m going to be honest with you, though, Kate-- I don’t normally take on a submissive. I am much more a one-night kind of guy. That’s mainly because I’m not looking for a traditional relationship, and I make no promises of that. I don’t want all the emotional shit. But for some reason, I just want to explore the avenue of having raw and unbelievably erotic sex with you. Say yes, and I will give that to you.”

  He looked down at me. I was a little shocked by his completely honest statement standing there in the hallwa
y. Not only was I unsure if I could do this, I wasn’t sure I wanted this, but he had already pushed me beyond what I ever believed I would do. It had made me feel all hot and bothered, my panties soaked.

  “What are you thinking?” Sir asked anxiously.

  I looked up at him into his deep green eyes. “I’m afraid I am going to be horrible at this. How can you be so sure that I’m going to be what you want?”

  Sir suddenly got a devilish gleam in his eyes. He took a step toward me and brought his hands to my waist, forcefully pushing me up against the wall. As he kicked my feet wide apart, my skirt rode up dangerously high on my thighs. One of his hands slid up my inner thigh, his fingers grazing my sex. A moan escaped my lips at the intimate touch.

  He leaned into me, growling into my ear, “You are so wet already.” Dipping his head, he nipped my neck. “Tell me this doesn’t make you hot, just the thought that I could take what I want from you here in the hallway, where anyone could walk by and see what I am doing to you. You would let me because it’s what I want, and deep down, it’s really what you want too.”

  I moaned, my emotions in overdrive, as the touch of his fingers trailing over my body made my knees weak. His fingers found my clit, and he began rubbing little circles against my sensitive skin, making me crazy with need.

  “Say yes, Kate.”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  “Yes.”

  I barely heard her, but it was like music to my ears. Immediately, I pushed her into the room, affixed the red sign to the door, and locked it behind me. I walked further into the room, leaving her standing by the door, as I turned to face her.

  My hand on her chin stopped her from following me. “Nothing that happens in this club needs to fit into the normal way of thinking. That’s why this place even exists. Let’s just have a little fun, Kate.” I paused, looking down at her, waiting for my words to process in her mind. “Now, where was I before you made me a very happy man? Ah, yes, I believe I was here.” I took at step forward and ran the tips of my fingers up her thigh once more, stopping just short of her sex.

  “This dress really is fucking amazing. You have the most amazing back. Everyone was watching you as we walked through the club,” I told her.

  “Because I was with you,” she mumbled, her voice shaky.

  “No,” I said forcefully, “because you are fucking sexy, and everyone else out there wanted to be the one to peel this dress off of you. I won’t have you diminish your appeal. Do you hear me?” Her eyes widened, and she inhaled a deep breath. When she nodded, I added, “If you do that again, I will punish you. Remember that. Next time I ask you a question, you will answer ‘Yes Sir.’.”

  “Yes Sir,” she replied immediately; that made me smile. I turned and walked to a large, square, high-armed lounge chair and sat down in it.

  “Good. Now, I want you out of that dress. Come stand here in front of me. Strip for me, Kate. Slowly.”

  Kate blushed crimson as she stood in front of me. She’d clearly never done anything like this before. She began to slide out of the top of the dress.

  “Wait.” I held up my hand. “I’ve changed my mind. Turn around and bend over for me. I want to see your pussy peek out from under that obscenely short skirt of yours.” She bent just slightly, then looked back at me over her shoulder, causing me to groan loudly. “You have no idea how hot that is, babe. I could look at you all day, standing just like that, but I want to see the rest of you. Face me and slip your dress down.”

  Kate followed my orders, and out popped the most perfect breasts I had ever seen. The dress continued its descent down until it slid over her hips and fell to the floor. I gazed at this stunning woman before me, with only a thong standing between us.

  “Turn around, Kate. I want to see your ass as you take off that thong.” I could tell she was nervous, but fuck… I could barely contain myself. My fingers dug into the arms of the chair. “That’s right, just like that. Oh, fuck yes. All right, enough. Get on your knees and crawl over here to me.”

  She did exactly as I asked, and a moment later, she was kneeling before me. “Tonight, I will keep things simple for you. You have done well following my instructions thus far. Now, why don’t you crawl over to the bed and lie down spread eagle on your back.”

  The graceful sway of her hips as she moved to the bed was animalistic. Her smooth skin was flawless, and I ached to run my hands over her. I stood and shed my clothes as calmly as I could, but I was barely holding it together. Climbing up onto the bed, I kissed my way up her body, starting at her ankle. When I was about to reach her sweet sex, I moved back down and repeated the kissing on the other leg. Once again, I was faced with her core, so I skipped over it completely and continued my way up to straddle her, my erection resting against her breasts. I leaned up and grabbed a set of satin ties attached to the headboard, tied each wrist above her head, and then moved back down her body. She looked at me questioningly, not quite comfortable with being tied up.

  “Trust me, Kate. I will never hurt you or push you past your limits. If you ever want to stop, all you have to do is say stop. Some people use a safe word, but I prefer stop. I’ve tied you up so I can do as I please with you. I’ve wanted to tie you up since the club, and here you lie before me, naked and gorgeous. Just lay back, Kate, and let me deliver on my promise for the best night ever.”

  I dove down and devoured her mouth, my tongue flicking against her lips until she opened to me. She moaned against my lips, and it fueled me further. I broke the kiss and ran my tongue down her sensuous neck, nibbling her skin as I went. Moving across her collarbone, my lips captured her nipple, sucking hard. Her body jerked and she moaned louder as her nipple puckered.

  “So responsive, Kate. I wonder if I could make you come this way. Maybe on another occasion we will try.”

  I ran my fingertips across to her other nipple, gently pinching it between my finger and thumb. She squirmed underneath me.

  “Stay still, woman, or I will restrain your ankles as well.”

  She immediately stilled. “Please...” she begged.

  “Sshhh. We’ll get there, but first, I want to see how you use your mouth.” I straddled her, the tip of my cock just on her lips. “Open up, sweet girl, and suck my cock.”

  She lifted her head slightly and opened her mouth, allowing me entry. Her mouth was so warm and wet, I almost lost my load right then, but I was really dying to fuck her. She couldn’t move much in her position so I helped her out, pushing in and pulling out of her mouth. She began to work the underside of my cock with her tongue. Pushing in deep, I felt her gag.

  “Don’t worry, Kate. You can take it. Lay your head back.” She did as I asked, and I leaned up over her, fixing the angle of entry. I pushed deep into her mouth again, and this time, it went much further. “Oh God, Kate, that is so good.”

  I felt myself getting closer, but I didn’t want to come in her mouth, so I pulled out. She was about to protest when I put my finger on her lips. “I have other plans for you.”

  I tortuously licked and nipped a trail down her body, spreading her legs; I had to taste her. Lowering my head, my tongue darted out to meet her sweet folds. Her hips bucked, so I grabbed her thighs to hold her still. My tongue dove into her and then ran up to her clit, where I latched on and sucked hard. She cried out while I held on to her tight. I could feel she was still holding on to some tiny ounce of control.

  “Let go, Kate. You are mine, and I want you to just feel. Would you like me to keep going, Kate?”

  I didn’t wait for an answer. I sucked hard on her clit, and it was only seconds before she stiffened, crying out loudly, her body shuddering. I licked her down from her orgasm until her body relaxed.

  Before she had had a chance to come completely down from her high, I slipped on a condom, spread her legs again, and pushed halfway in, earning a loud moan from Kate. I pulled out just a bit before pushing hard all the way deep inside her. She cried out and jerked. My senses were in overdrive, and I knew
I wasn’t going to last long. She just felt too fucking amazing.

  “Fuck, you’re tight, Kate.”

  In between pants, she replied, “It’s been a while.”

  I stopped moving for a moment. This I wanted to know more about. “How long?”

  “Does it really matter?”

  “Kate, I asked you a question. You don’t get to only give me half the information. Now, I will ask you again, and this time, I want an answer or you will be punished. How long has it been?”

  Kate sighed. “Over a year.”

  I was stunned. Surely, someone had wanted her in the past year.

  As I continued to move in and out of her, I savored the answering moans from Kate. I pumped faster. I could feel her insides tensing up, and I knew Kate was about to have her second orgasm of the night. Bringing my thumb down between us, I pressed against her clit and rubbed gently as I pounded roughly into her. She topped her cries of ecstasy with a scream as she came hard around me. The feeling of her pulsing, squeezing my cock, was my undoing. I came hard, grunting her name against her neck, the sounds of our combined labored breathing filling my ears.

  As my orgasm subsided, I took a moment to adjust my mask before releasing her hands and collapsing beside her. Kate turned toward me, and I pulled her tightly to my chest. Cuddling was not a normal finish to any of my evenings, but Kate seemed to have a talent for invoking a change within me.

  After a long stretch of silence, Kate murmured into my chest, “Well, you were right. That was definitely the best sex I have ever had. Guess I should thank Jen for dragging me to that damn club.”

  I rested my chin against the top of her head and chuckled. Would I ever get enough of this woman?

  I was in a daze and had been since Friday night. Sir had definitely shocked me with that club of his. He turned me on unbelievably with his words and made me do things I wouldn’t have normally considered. Oh, and the sex… It was easily the best I had ever had, better than with any other man before him. His hands were skilled-- strong and determined, yet gentle. We had left the club that night with the understanding that he would contact me again soon, and I could hardly wait.