She pulled her hand from mine. “I hate that you’re so self-assured. I don’t want to see you get hurt, Russell, but I’d love to see a woman give you a good run for your money.”
Tommy stepped in. “Okay, you two. Must it come to a sparring match every time we go out? All she wants, Russell, is to see you settled down with a good woman.”
I smiled at my friend. That wasn’t completely true. Cindy wanted to see my ass jerked around for a while. From the time we met, there had always been that small undercurrent of forbidden attraction. However, I’d never hurt Tommy, and she’d probably cut off an arm or leg before she’d hurt him. So, our frustrations came out as a kind of competition. I always teased her, telling her she was far better off with Tommy because I wasn’t sure if I could ever be happy with only one woman.
I always grabbed the check when we went out. It pissed off Tommy that he wasn’t as fast on the draw as I was. Cindy always laughed, telling him, “He’s loaded. Let him pay. Why do you think I always order the most expensive thing on the menu?”
As we got ready to leave, I kept a watchful eye on the luscious brunette’s table. I watched her every move through side-glances.
Over the years, I’d perfected my peripheral vision and could watch a woman closely without her realizing I was coming in for the kill. Cindy said I reminded her of a sleek black panther, one which slithered around in the underbrush and attacked at a moment’s notice. I liked her analogy; she was extremely perceptive. She summed up my actions when it came to selecting new prey.
The waiter brought my card back to me. “Are you coming back to the house with us, Russell?” Cindy asked.
“Babe, you know the answer to that already,” I told her.
“I’m going to enjoy this,” she added.
“Here we go again.” Tommy said. “My wife lives vicariously through you. I’m not complaining. The sex will be hot tonight.”
Cindy bumped her shoulder into his and smiled, turning slightly pink. I had to smile back. It made me happy to see them together, even if I was somehow in that mix. Right now, I had bigger and better horizons to seek.
The brunette’s party was getting ready to leave. I quickly leaned across the table, kissed Cindy goodnight on the cheek and shook Tommy’s hand. She wasn’t slipping through my fingers, especially since my fingers hadn’t walked across that amazing skin of hers.
I peeled out a few bills and left cash on the table then straightened out my suit jacket.
I was off and running.
Chapter Three
She saw me coming. I stood straight and tall, and as self-assured as I could. She pushed out her chair and stood. When I took in the full length of her, I caught my breath. My eyes traveled from the top of her head to the black stiletto heels and back up again until my eyes met hers.
Her look was mocking, as was the smirk on her beautiful face. I couldn’t help noting her long graceful neck, which was exposed, and led to her full bosom. The black dress she wore set off her ample cleavage and small waist to perfection. She did nothing to hide her full broad hips and apparent ample thighs. I stopped there. My dick twinged. Fuck, this woman was the most desirable creature I’d ever laid eyes on.
She picked up her small black purse from the table and began to walk toward the restaurant door. The attractive young couple followed her. I began a slow and easy gait toward her. I couldn’t let her get away. I was aware I was entering dangerous waters going after her, but I had to get to know her. I had to sink my cock deep inside her. I was drawn to her exotic beauty.
This had never happened to me before.
The magnetism she gave off drew me to her.
I wanted to be under her spell. I found myself wanting to crawl and beg with need at her feet. My cock jerked at the thought.
She paused at the door and spoke to the young couple. Those few seconds gave me the chance to catch up to them. My arm went over her shoulder and held the door. I was precariously close to her, and her aromatic perfume assaulted my senses. Was it a mating scent? She oozed sex. Then she spoke.
“Why thank you for holding the door. And thank you for that bottle of red. It was marvelous.”
Her voice blanketed me; her deep resonance and slight southern drawl nearly undid me. Again, my cock twinged. So far, this beauty had all of my attention. I flashed my most dashing smile and introduced myself.
“I’m Russell Bennett, and I couldn’t help but notice you from across the room. You’re a very beautiful woman.”
“Why thank you. I must say you do have a way. The wine was a wonderful icebreaker. I was wondering how long it would take you to come over to our table. I’m sorry you waited so long, Mr. Bennett.”
Her smile held a hint of sarcasm. Her lip rose slightly on one end, as if she wanted to hide her enthusiasm.
“I apologize. I didn’t want to seem overzealous.”
“I like overzealous … shows me a man is interested.” She opened her purse, took out a small business card, and slipped it into my hand. “My number’s on that card. Good evening, Mr. Bennett.”
I held onto the card for dear life. I wanted to check it out, but played it cool and watched her get into a waiting black stretch limousine.
Was she a foreign dignitary or an actor and I just wasn’t placing her? As soon as the limo was out of sight, I backed up and scanned over the card. Son of a bitch Cindy had hit it right on the head she was a Domme.
The Black Sabre
An Adult Club
For information call: 888-999-1111
Administrator: Molly Jenkins
Was that her name? I expected a name like Tamara or Yvette, something exotic, like the woman. But Molly Jenkins? I grinned. Molly. I liked the way it sounded, earthy, but there was nothing earthy about her.
Cindy and Tommy were waiting for me in the parking lot.
“You leaving with us?” he asked.
“Not sure. She handed me her card.” I handed it to Tommy to look over, but Cindy grabbed it.”
“Oh, man, this is one of those clubs. I bet it has a dungeon.”
“You think so, Cindy? Maybe Tommy should let me take you.”
She handed me the card and kissed me on the cheek. “You know I’m curious, nothing more. I worry about you, Russell. Please be careful.”
Tommy put his arm around his wife. “She speaks for us both. Just be careful. Some of those clubs can be dangerous.”
I smiled at both of them. “That’s exactly what I’m hoping for. I could use a little excitement in my life.”
“Goodnight, Russell.” Cindy said, as Tommy opened the car door for her.
Then he grabbed me by the shoulder. “Hey, man, like she said, be careful. Some of these places are pretty kinky.”
I could only smile back at Tommy. He’d no idea where I’d been or what I’d done since he got married. I’d had my share of kinky women, sometimes two at a time, and found I enjoyed watching others fuck. I’d been to my share of so-called adult clubs. This card and her title did little to throw me. It only excited me.
“Tommy, I’m a careful man. However, I’m an adventurous man. I won’t do anything you wouldn’t do.”
“Christ, then you’re in trouble.”
I laughed and watched them pull away. Tommy knew me well and very seldom asked questions. He knew I never turned away a challenge. Molly Jenkins definitely posed a challenge.
I looked at the card in my hand. I was a little disappointed. I expected to spend the rest of the evening with her, but the evening wasn’t over yet. I took out my cell and dialed the number.
“The Black Sabre,” a deep male voice said.
I expected a woman. I was again surprised. “Molly Jenkins, please.”
“One second, please, I’ll get Madame.”
So, she was already back on the job. The address on the card was within walking distance, but I’d call a cab once I figured out what I was doing.
“Hello,” she said in her smooth sexual voice.
“Hel
lo. Miss Jenkins, I presume?”
“Mr. Bennett, you presume right. What can I do for you?”
Now she stumped me. I thought she’d given me the card so I could call her … maybe even suggest that I’d like to see her socially She wanted to play the game. I was a master at it. “Well, I’m curious about The Black Sabre. You’ve got my full attention.”
“Do I? Then perhaps you’d like to take a look around?”
“Yes. I’d like that very much.”
“I’ll expect you shortly,” she said then hung up.
I hailed a cab and handed him the card. He handed it back. “No problem, sir.” And he took off. I sat back in the seat wondered what awaited me at the club. Anxious was putting it mildly.
Chapter Four
When the cab stopped, I found myself in front of an innocent looking high rise. I wanted to ask the driver if he’d gotten the address right. I glanced at the card. I was in the right place. I paid the fare and got out. I stood in front of the imposing building wondering if I really wanted to step inside. I’d been to dozens of adult clubs, and lately the BDSM ones were on the top of everyone’s list.
From what I could gather, Molly was a dominant, a Domme. I was the furthest thing from a submissive man. I was horny just thinking about the buxom brunette. It would be fun playing with her. I adjusted my suit jacket and pants then walked to the massive front doors of the building. At the door, there was a camera and an audio button. I pushed the button and grinned into the camera.
“Do you have a card?” the deep male voice asked.
“Yes, it was given to me by Molly Jenkins,” I answered.
“Yes, Mr. Bennett, do you have I.D. on you?”
I took out my thin black wallet and opened it to show my license.
“The doors are open, Mr. Bennett, please proceed.”
I opened one large glass door, and then the other opened automatically. I entered a dimly lit, sizable, reception area. I couldn’t help but think I was in some kind of office building. There were elevator doors to my left and a reception desk a few feet away. The bells rang as the lights on the elevator lit up. The doors opened. She stepped out, looking far more fetching than in the restaurant. She was still dressed in black, but now it was black leather from her gorgeous head to her luscious toes. The boots had dangerously high heels. I was slightly nervous. I wasn’t big on riding crops, and she had a rather large black one in her hand.
“Miss Jenkins, hello again.”
“It’s Molly or Mistress. We’ll see which one you’ll utter first tonight.”
“You’re sure of that?” I asked, wanting to see if her feathers were easily ruffled.
“I’m not sure of anything, Mr. Bennett. Life is full of uncertainties.”
Shot down. She was good and so self-assured. However, two could play at Molly’s game, and I intended to win. I made a swift decision as we spoke. I’d go along with Molly … see what she had in store for me. What hot-blooded male wouldn’t?
“Well said,” I answered. “Lead the way.” I followed her leather-clad butt into the elevator, my eyes never once leaving the round sexy mounds. I said nothing as she pushed the button for the 15th floor. I stood with my hands clasped behind me, eager to show her my intentions were a wait and see kind of thing.
The elevator opened, and we walked into the midst of a classy get-together. The men were in black tie, and the women in cocktail dresses and done up to perfection. I’d never seen a room filled with such attractive people, but I had a feeling the party had yet to begin. She took me around and introduced me by my first name. No last names were exchanged. I didn’t recognize anyone, and was glad for that. Then she stopped and stood before them.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to proceed to my lovely little dungeon. There are rooms provided for you, and dressing rooms also. You've all know the rules; and I assume you all understand what is permitted during a play session. Many of you have been here before, and some of you even see me personally.” She smiled seductively around the room. “I’ve introduced you to Russell. He’ll be my partner for tonight.”
I counted twenty people in all. There was a soft murmur of voices as they entered the dimly lit dungeon. They disbursed in several directions; they were all getting ready for the night’s play. Molly approached me and stood but a breath away.
“I’d love to see you in black leather pants, no shirt, and silver handcuffs.”
I had a chance to get a good look at her. Her porcelain skin mesmerized me, and my need to touch her was overwhelming. I’d do whatever she wanted of me tonight.
“Whatever you want, my Mistress,” I replied, causing that sexy little smile to reappear on her red lips. She ran her fingers up my chest until she was upon my nipples. She pinched both causing my cock to twinge. Then she pinched harder, her grip tighter and slightly painful. She released them, let the blood rush to the tips, and then licked them hungrily. My cock began to ache under the leather. Her delicious tongue felt amazing. One of her hands boldly slid down and grasped my hardening cock.
“Mmm, you’re getting hard. I like what I’m feeling. I bet you’re a great fuck.”
“I am, and tonight, my sexy goddess, you will find out just how great I am,” I said, running a finger over her lips. Her lipstick reddened the tip, and I licked it off, making her smile.
“And you’re sure of yourself. We’ll see, won’t we?”
“Yes,” I said, moving closer to her lips. “I am, and right now I’m anxious to see what you have in store for me.”
“I take it you’re not shy? Do you have any objections to fucking in front of others?”
“No, do you?”
She smiled smartly and shook her head slightly. The smirk on her lips widened. She had to surmise that I’d done it all and was a bit of an exhibitionist.
She was a professional Domme. This was her forte, not mine. I wondered how comfortable she really was with the group scene. She grabbed my balls.
“Damn, woman, you could be a little gentler.” I grabbed her wrist.
“Mmm, my pet, we’ve only just begun.”
****
She made me sit and wait for her to change. When she emerged from the dressing room, the outfit she had on made me almost swallow my tongue.
Full breasts were harnessed in a black corset, the coral tips peeking just above the leather. My eyes traveled farther down her body to black stockings and shiny black stilettos. My eyes traveled back up to her face, and I scanned over her not long nose, full lips and wide cat-like eyes that now met mine. Her dark hair, no longer pulled back in a bun, cascaded over her creamy shoulders.
My cock hardened and pressed against the tight leather. Finally, she slipped on tight, black leather, elbow length, gloves, and took me by the hand, leading me farther into the darkened chamber.
Voices filled my ears as I began to focus. I’d been so intent on her; I hadn’t noticed that others had dispersed around the huge dungeon. A couple caught my eye. She was bent over a bench with his cock deep inside her. Behind him, fucking his ass, wearing a big black strap-on, was a masked, leather clad Mistress.
On the wall were two St. Andrew’s Crosses with two subs already tied to them. Two of the spanking benches were occupied. In addition, I observed the numerous fucking benches that were throughout the room.
On the walls, hung an array of toys used to create both pain and pleasure. This was one of the best-equipped dungeons I’d ever been to. My cock jumped and strained against the soft leather pants.
I waited to see what she had planned for me. Then she sat me down. “I have a feeling you’ve done this before. Nothing here seems to shock you. I need you to know the rules. I need a safe word, and we need to discuss your boundaries. I have no problem if you are bisexual. I don’t do women, but they can be my slave, and I will allow them to eat me. Is there any kink you have that you’d like to discuss with me, maybe even explore, tonight?”
I raised an eyebrow. “No, actually, my kink is rather n
ormal, and I’m not bisexual. My safe word is red. Oh, and by the way, I’m a dominate.”
She smiled. “Really? Then this should prove to be an interesting evening.”
“It shall,” I said, and grabbed her to me. My hands went around her waist and crushed her body to mine while my lips took hers in a deep erotic kiss. She did little to protest and opened up for me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her nails cut deep into the back of my head. The challenge had begun.
The pain caused me to let go of her, and when she had enough room, she slapped me hard, across the face.
“That kiss, my pet, is a no, no. You will wait for such a privilege.” There was fire in her eyes. Those deep pools of midnight were ablaze with desire. My cock strained even harder against my pants. I was so enticed by her, I forgot about the others in the dungeon. They had stopped their nasty little games to watch her now dominate me.
“On your knees!” she commanded.
I could smell her arousal, and my tongue wanted a taste of her. I didn’t give a fuck who watched me eat her cunt. One thing was for sure, she’d cum, and she’d be screaming her release.
I fell to my knees, lowered my head, and inched closer, until my tongue licked the side of her knee. She grabbed me by the hair and put my face in her crotch. Euphoria. She was dripping through the stockings. I licked at her hungrily. She gasped at my actions.
“Stand up, my pet.” I did as she commanded. “To that large bench, my pet, and lie down.”
Once she had me flat on the bench, she removed her shoes and stockings, rendering herself naked from the waist down. She climbed on me and sat on my face, almost smothering me. I inhaled her scent and then went to work.
Both of my hands grabbed her ass and hips, giving me more of an edge. I licked and flicked her clit. I sucked her little knob until it swelled. Her breathing became hard and ragged. She leaned forward, holding the sides of the bench. I stopped and heard her moan in utter frustration. I then stuck my tongue inside her wet cunt. She was ready. I went in for the kill. My tongue flicked and swirled around her clit until her whole body stiffened, giving way, as her juices gushed, and her insides shuddered. Her loud scream as she orgasmed, made my day.
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