Page 8 of Devil May Cry

“What, I find it hard to believe,” she sasses.

“You didn’t want me interrupting your story,” I warned her. She just sticks her tongue out at me, which has me covering her mouth with my hand.

So anyway, before I was so rudely interrupted… I had never met someone that enthralled me like she did. Her touch, her taste, being the Dom to my Dom instead of a full submissive. I knew then I had met my match. I knew I was in trouble and needed to avoid one Alexia Sinclair.

I left and went home for the rest of the night. I showered, went to bed, and dreamt of her. I sat in my office the next day trying to concentrate on the massive amount of work I had piled on my desk. I could not get her off my mind. I could still smell her jasmine perfume from her skin, the fresh vanilla scent of her hair.

I have never been one that even thinks about a partner after I am through. If I happen upon them again in a group, we may play again but that is it.

I kept wondering what she did after I left. Has she ever gone home with anyone from the club? I did not even know if she had someone at home.

I found myself looking out my office window often, down to the front of the club eight floors below at ground level. Would she be there that night, and if I should avoid her. The danger warnings in my head were flashing.

I had made it to thirty-five years old without ever falling in love or being in a relationship.

My secretary kept me well caffeinated with coffee throughout the day. My office staff do not know about my extracurricular activities. They never have. My lifestyle as a Dom, and my job have not one to do with the other. Have I gotten my fair share of office flirts or women wanting to fuck their way to a promotion? Absolutely. I have never fucked a client or one of my employees. My playing is saved for the club, that is my tribe of people who understand my needs.

CHAPTER 4

Alexia

After seeing I was without my Dom, I let myself be enjoyed. My harem worshipped my body the rest of the night. I finally had my power back to wield as I saw fit.

Have you ever had someone sucking your toes, while another licked every other inch of your body? It is intense.

I enjoyed having my power back, but this mistress could not get her daddy out of her head. He filled her so gloriously. I got chills every time I thought about him.

I knew he had said he was the owner, but I never caught his name.

Everything here is quite private, part of the rules and NDA. If he did not give me his name, then I would not know it. And I have not, yet. It was information I could easily find out. Public ownership, but I wanted him to tell me himself.

I went home alone as usual, sated, and ready to get some rest. I showered, and climbed into bed, but all I could feel was his hands on me. The thought of his mouth on me had my hand traveling down to play with myself as I imagined his touch. His deep voice was in my mind demanding me, that southern drawl which sounds like it’s meant for a gentleman. His was meant for sin. After another orgasm tore through me, I suddenly felt the need to repent. But I only wanted to repent to him.

I worked in real estate. The next day I had stayed monetarily busy, but every now and then I was hit with his taste, or his manly clean soap mixed with the woodsy cologne smell of his skin. He kept himself well-manicured, and it made me wonder if he stayed there all day and night as the owner.

My mind should have been on the heavy commission check I would be receiving after showing this lavish estate I had an open house at. But I could not shake him.

I had been in love only once in my life. My college sweetheart. By now I was thirty and in a whole different frame of mind. I had had my heart broken and would never let it happen again. That is when my dominant side was born, as a protection to myself and my heart.

I went back to the club that night, I was greeted kindly as I came in. I looked around but did not see him as I stepped into the locker room to change. The locker rooms were coed, but there were changing rooms if you chose to use them. I did not have any shame changing in front of everyone.

“Hi, I’m new here,” I heard behind me in a deep voice I did not recognize.

“Hi,” I acknowledged, “welcome to Code Red,” I had said as I finished pulling up my black leather crotchless catsuit. Knee high leather boots completed the outfit with a black mask over my eyes.

“See you around,” I said as I walked out. He was just a kid, young. That would have had me dominating and breaking him in just for fun. But I had other plans with one person in mind.

The bondage room had a few people in it, but I did not see him.

There were group orgies in different corners of the main room as people looked on. That was when I felt his stare on me. It was like I had been struck by lightning as I felt him watching me.

It made me smile as I licked my lips. He made no moves to come down from the balcony.

My bracelet had not yet been turned on, I held it up and turned it to green and sat down on one of the chairs by the crowd.

My female sub, who I have named Angelica, saw me as she was being fucked from behind. I watched her and nodded that she had my permission to enjoy herself.

I still felt Daddy’s eyes on me, those ice blues glowing predatorily through the dimly lit room.

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