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“Uh, yes, sir. Sorry.”
“Tonight you’re allowed an infraction or two, but don’t forget later. How old are you, Cassie?”
“Twenty-five, sir.”
He smiled when her eyes widened as one of the regular couples walked by, the dom leading his smiling, sweaty sub by a leash attached to her collar, her bare breasts sporting nipple clamps. “She looks lovely, doesn’t she?” he asked, drawing her wide-eyed attention back to him.
“What? Oh, well, I guess, I mean if you think so.”
Chuckling, Marc drew her against his chest. “Relax. No one here will bite you, at least not yet, and not if you don’t want them to. Now, tell me what brings you here. You seem to be unsure about your interest in alternative sex.”
“Well, to be honest, I’m mostly here on a bet. A friend caught me checking out some of this….” her slim hand waved around the busy room, “stuff. The next thing I know, she’s pulling up the website for this place and daring me to come tonight. That’s her over there.”
He followed her pointed finger toward a brunette on the edge of the dance floor, her body gyrating to the fast beat as she flirted with her partner.
“So, you’re here out of curiosity, not any desire to explore?” He couldn’t explain the disappointment he felt with her honest answer. If she only came tonight because of a bet, chances were she wouldn’t last. Indulging in online exploring was a far cry from reality.
“That’s how the evening started,” she hedged.
“And?” he prompted, encouraged, a flare of hope replacing his disappointment. Cupping her chin, he turned her face up to his, refusing to allow her to hide when she turned away from him.
“I wouldn’t mind… exploring a little.”
Marc’s cock jumped at her shy admission and the light in her eyes when he wrapped his hand around her hair and held her head immobile. “What’s your safeword?”
“Cherry,” she whispered, her eyes clinging to his.
“I promise, Cassie, you won’t need to use it.” With that reassurance, he dipped his head and took her lips in a no-holds-barred kiss. Keeping a tight grip on her hair, he wrapped his free arm around her waist and gave her a small taste of what being restrained would feel like. Her first instinct was to struggle, but experience had him prepared for that newbie reaction and he sharply nipped her lower lip to divert her attention and was rewarded when he felt a small shudder rippling through her body. He soothed the sting with a stroke of his tongue before returning to her mouth, pleased when he drew a low moan of pleasure from her and she leaned against him in surrender.
Marc couldn’t remember when he had enjoyed a first kiss more. Her lips were a perfect fit for his, her shy responses inflaming him further. At thirty-three, he wasn’t a horny teenager who couldn’t control his urges, but something about her stirred both his interest and his lust quicker and in ways he hadn’t felt in years. When she moaned again and tried to shift closer to him, he knew he’d have to slow down before he laid her out on the sofa and took her right then. Reluctantly, he lifted his mouth from hers, stroking her lower lip before saying, “I think you’d enjoy being tied to my bed, darlin’.” When she drew back in alarm, he tightened his arm, adding, “But first, let’s see what you respond to.”
Rising, he took her hand and walked with her through the room, letting her observe the play, getting a feel for what she might like and not. He had never taken a virgin sub before. All of his partners have been active in the lifestyle and it had only been a matter of picking one whose needs were compatible with his. It was a fun game he enjoyed playing, but of late he had found himself wondering what it would be like to have a steady relationship, a woman who knew him as well as he knew her.
He glanced down at the petite woman by his side, wondering again what it was about her that pulled at him. She wasn’t even his type. He preferred bigger women, softer subs he could sink his hard body into. Cassie was slender, and her unbound breasts beneath the sleeveless tank top she wore with her mid-calf
pleated skirt were little more than a handful. And yet, he couldn’t wait to get her naked, to feel those small nipples in his mouth and her pussy clasped around his cock.
Her indrawn breath and wide-eyed gaze drew his attention to a lighted scene area where a sub lay strapped down over a padded bench, her bare ass on prominent display. A resounding slap on her right buttock from her dom drew a cry from the restrained woman and another gasp from Cassie. When her blue eyes lit with interested arousal, Marc pulled her closer then shifted behind her, bringing his arms around her and holding her against him.
“I could see you there, Cassie,” he whispered in her ear as he moved his right hand up to cup her breast. When she pushed against his palm, he tightened around her, running his thumb over her stiff peak with repeated caresses as the bound woman received another swat on her ass.
“I… I don’t think so,” Cassie murmured on a soft gasp, her eyes fixated on the scene before her instead of shying away, another positive sign.
“You can’t picture yourself in her position, allowing me to spank you, or you can’t imagine enjoying it like she does? Look close, darlin’. See how wet she is?” He grinned when she flushed beet red, the blush almost obliterating her cute freckles.
“I don’t think I’d enjoy being spanked at all, let alone in public,” she replied, but she didn’t look away from the scene being played out.
“Let’s see, shall we?” He pinched her nipple then soothed the tormented bud with more thumb-rubbing caresses. As her breath sped up, he pinched her again, a little harder, her whimper and slight push against his palm both positive, gratifying signs. “Are you wet?” He bit her small earlobe, then laved it with his tongue. “Answer me now.”
“Of course not,” she denied on an escaped breath, the blatant lie disappointing him more than it should have.
Marc turned her around, his hands firm on her slender shoulders, and glared down into her startled, aroused face. “Don’t ever lie to your dom, Cassie. This lifestyle isn’t for you if you can’t at least be honest about what you like and what you don’t. Your body doesn’t lie. Do you want me to reach under your skirt to check for myself?”
The poor girl looked around in frantic embarrassment before hissing, “You wouldn’t!”
So, the timid little mouse had a little spitfire in her, much to his amusement and pleasure. “I would unless you give me an honest answer or use your safeword.”
“Fine,” she snapped. “I’m wet. Are you satisfied?”
