“Leave them alone,” Lorelei scolded. “We’ll see you two when it’s over.” She grabbed Randy’s hand, and then they disappeared passed the drapes.
“Shall we?” Booker asked, and hooked his arm out for me to slip mine inside.
“We shall.” I smiled. “Any plans for tonight?”
“Only a few.”
“Oh?” I asked, tilting my head up to his as we walked into the red-tinted house.
“First, let’s get a drink. Then I thought we could watch Savior for a while. Get some ideas.”
“You want to chain me up tonight?” I teased.
“Something like that.”
We grabbed our drinks and made our way toward Savior’s chair. People had already gathered around. A man with two women were on the couch not far from us. He was laying down, stroking his cock as one of the women had her back against his side, her legs spread, and the other woman was licking her pussy. I watched as he reached around the woman getting pleasured and started rubbing her clit while the other woman stuck two fingers in her.
I then turned my head to a nearby wall and saw two attractive, muscular men kissing and rubbing on each other. I hadn’t recalled seeing any guys together before tonight, and I had to admit it was fucking hot.
Savior came into the room, and my attention turned to him. His scene wasn’t instructional but for us to observe and maybe gain ideas. If you wanted instructions, you booked an appointment with him to learn,ifyou were Sapphire or Diamond, of course.
After he had taken his seat, a woman from the crowd stepped forward. At first, I thought she was only a member, but then it became clear that she was his pet because as she rubbed against his lap, he didn’t push her away. Instead, he grabbed her wrists and brought them behind her back as he cuffed them.
“We know you like to be cuffed,” Booker whispered into my ear.
I nodded. I did like cuffs, and remembered how Booker had strapped me to his bed upstairs. My pussy became wet at the thought as I continued to watch.
Savior cuffed each wrist and then stood, grabbing two more cuffs and fastening them around the redhead’s ankles. He grabbed the woman’s neck and kissed her. The woman moaned as his tongue thrust into her mouth. With a harsh pull, he pulled away. Before I realized it, Savior had pulled a ball gag from the back of his pants and placed it in the woman’s mouth.
“That’s one way to get her to not talk,” Booker teased in my ear.
I jabbed him with my elbow and said, “Shhh.”
In response, Booker reached up and placed his arm across my upper chest and tugged me against him. The moment my ass touched his crotch, I felthim.
I watched as Savior started to strip the woman, leaving her naked. He took her cuffed wrists, brought them behind her back again and then secured them together with a small chain. Savior reached for a chain attached to the ceiling above them and hooked her bound wrists to it. I knew what it was like to be restrained so I couldn’t touch Booker, and I was curious how Savior was going to make it different. Savior then took a spreader bar, pushed the woman’s legs apart, and hooked the ankle cuffs to the bar securing it with the chain from the ceiling.
“Do you want to use a spreader bar?” Booker asked in my ear.
I wanted to do anything with this man. “Yes,” I answered honestly.
Booker kissed the slope of my exposed neck causing me to shiver. “Good.”
Savior took the chains that were hanging from the ceiling and started hoisting her off the ground. My eyes widened as I watched this gagged, naked women start to lean face down toward the floor.
“It’s kinda like when we watched the Shibari demonstration,” I whispered as I turned my head slightly to Booker.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “But this one is more for his pleasure.” He kissed my neck again.
Once the woman was at Savior’s waist height, he stopped bringing her up and secured it to a hook on the wall not far from his chair. I’d never seen Savior do anything except sit on his throne and have women rub on him, so I expected him to sit back down in his chair and leave the poor girl hanging from the ceiling for the rest of the night. Instead, he ran his hand up her spread leg and cupped her. She moaned against the ball gag, and if I were closer, I was certain I could see he was fingering her.
Instinctively I stepped into Booker more and rubbed my ass on his cock. “This turning you on, baby?” he whispered again into my ear.
I nodded, still rubbing and not using my words.
“Me too,” he agreed. “I’d love to bring you upstairs and have my way with you.”
“Do it,” I replied.
