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Chapter Twenty-One
“What do I need to know?” I’m frantically drying my hair and trying to prepare myself.
“It’s easy. Do exactly what I say. Address me properly… be prepared for an audience and leave the rest up to me.” Shit. The audience thing is going to be the worst part for me, but as long as Damon is the one running it all, I know I can do it. “Camille… you don’t have to do this. I’m perfectly satisfied with what we have already.”
“I’m not doing this for you Damon. Be very clear about that. This is for me.” I feel more alive in this moment than I have in years. I have a point to prove and Brock has infuriated me to that point. Damon has empowered me… even if he didn’t do it in the most domesticated way.
“Alright, I’m ready to do this, Mr. Darkness. Take me back to your cave.” He kisses me one last time before he leads me out the door. My heels make me a little taller and the dress he brought me from his house is extremely elegant. We had planned to go on a date this past week and he wanted me to have something new. That never happened. We were too wrapped up in each other to leave the house.
He’s dark perfection in that suit of his. I forgot how sexy he looked like this. Don’t get me wrong, him being naked is like looking at a masterpiece, but seeing him like this gives off powerful vibes that match his persona.
“Before we get in the limo… just know there’s a chance Brock will be there.” I swallow hard and let this information feed more fuel into my soul.
“Good. I hope he is.” And that’s the last thing I say as we make our way back to the cave. Damon’s holding my hand, doing that thumb circling thing he does that sooths me so well.
Being naked with Damon so much lately has done wonders for my self-confidence. I feel beautiful with him and I know he’ll make sure I keep that mentality through this challenge.
We arrive at the cave and I take my last few steps into the house with poise and grace, allowing Damon to usher me. Noticing that I’m not really that nervous, I even find myself smiling when we’re greeted by Jessica and Craig.
“Look at you. You look absolutely amazing.”
“Thank you.” She kisses each cheek as she embraces me with a hug. There’s a crowd of people in the front office, all of them dressed similar to we are.
“I’m so excited to see how you do today! Craig and I are judging and we had a hand in choosing the scene.
Damon leans into my neck, whispering next to my ear. “Maybe you should’ve wore the yoga pants.” I can’t help but laugh at him, getting instant attention from the couple talking with us.
“It’s nice to see you smiling Damon. We wish both of you luck today.” Craig shakes Damon’s hand, turning him to talk behind me as he does. Jessica leans forward to talk me quietly.
“Do you have any questions?”
“No I think I can handle anything Damon throws at me.”
“Perfect. Once all of this is over, we should get together. I can share some of our favorite scenes. I know Damon would probably love to explore with you.”
“That sounds nice.”
“Please join us in the ballroom while our teams get ready to compete. You will all be able to watch from there.” A loud voice sends a hush over the room before people start to leave us standing with the five other teams. I remember them all from the single dinner I made it to.
I can only imagine what all they’ve gone through, even though they all seem very put together and at peace with what’s about to happen.
“You have a few stages to this challenge. The first one is self-explanatory and you should all easily pass. Each team will have their own play room, all of them identical. Don’t forget your safe word and remember that if it’s ever used, you’ll be pulled from the competition. At this point, your Dom should be able to read your body and prevent you from getting to that level. Each submissive must now go into their room and see what’s there. You can choose to remove one tool from the room if you wish. Your Dom will meet you in there shortly.”
The women all leave the room behind me. I guess I was the first one out because I’m dying to see what I have in store for me. I should be able to tell from the inventory in the room, but I’m not letting my mind limit what will happen today.
I open the door that has Damon’s name on it. The room is simple. I instantly see that same sawhorse thing he spanked me on. There’s the ‘X’, a cross, and one other that I’ve never tried before. At first glance it’s obvious its used to restrain someone at their neck and wrists.
There’s a large wooden armoire by the door. I open it to inspect the inventory and find the black lace mask he allowed me to wear the first day and the long strand of beads Jessica had given me along with so many other things. I consider removing the cane or the long whip, but choose not to remove any hoping Damon will know what I can handle.
Further digging into the cabinet and I find a few harsh looking clamps and lots of ropes and chains. In all honesty, I find myself getting excited hoping that Damon will wrap me artistically since I was admiring the ropes in the scenes he allowed me to watch.
I drop my dress to the ground and step out of my heels. Slipping down to my knees, I then tie the mask over my eyes. He enters soon after, relaxing me completely. This I can do. This room is simple and even though Damon and I didn’t spend an entire week playing with toys, I know I can handle anything he does to me.
“Good girl. Cameras are now on.” My focus on the floor allows me to see his bare feet as he walks past me. “So you choose not to remove anything from the room?”
“That’s correct, Sir.”
“Stand up.” He breathes in deep when I stand, his bare chest touching my nipples as he does because he’s so close to me. He whispers against my ear. “Fucking beautiful. Your nipples are teasing the fuck out of me. Oh my god… I just want to fuck you already.” He stands, resuming his serious Dom demeanor and leaving behind the dirty talker that I’ve come to know in the bedroom.
“Lean over.” He touches my shoulder as we approach the sawhorse. I’m not panicked. I know what’s coming. I do what he’s telling me to without any hesitation. He lights up my ass with multiple pieces of leather, making me like it even more this time. When he hits between my legs I begin to feel myself getting worked up and internally hoping for another connected slap in the perfect spot.
After a few minutes of spanking me, he stops and walks away, leaving the cool air of the room to tickle my bare skin. He returns with the cane and whip, making sure I’ve seen them before he allows either to come in contact with my body. I grit my teeth and make it through a single swing of each, feeling the burn and whelps instantly mark my skin. I’m not sure who would enjoy either of those, and I’m relieved when he drops them to the floor.
He leans against me, letting me feel how hard his dick is when he speaks into my ear again. “Camille, that was perfect. Just wait til I fuck you later. You’re going to realize why some people beg to be spanked. The pain is exquisite.” He whispers my safe word, knowing I have no intention of using it.
I find him sexier right now than I ever have, maybe it’s because of the way he’s just brought to surface every nerve in my body… maybe it’s because his pants are hanging low and his ‘V’ muscle is tempting my tongue to trace it. Either way, this is a recipe for a very long day of teasing between the two of us.
Maybe I need to make this a little more interesting.
