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“Us on stage,” he said. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, princess. We’ve never played together like this. I know that the last time we were together, in the same place, we sort of played in public. This is going to be more intimate than that.”
At Felix’s party. That had been incredible. The rush of fooling around right in the hallways coupled with the fact that it was so forbidden to be touched by David was insane. I had felt like I’d come alive in ways I never could have dreamed of. There was the thrill of knowing that anyone could see, but that aside from a random security guard, nobody really would. Here, though, everyone would see. In this place, everyone was going to see everything.
Even though I was wildly turned on, and I knew that David was, too, he was giving me a choice. An out. He was giving me a chance to walk away from everything we were thinking of doing, and he was politely letting me know that there were no hard feelings. Not this time. Not from him.
David might have been the kind of guy who picked up girls in sex clubs. He might have been the kind of guy who would fool around in public. Maybe he was the kind of gentleman who even slept with someone on the first date. None of that mattered because he was also the dude who was giving me a chance to say no.
And he wasn’t going to judge me if I took him up on that escape.
I’d been with enough people to know that turning someone down for sex was a fast way to upset them. Even guys who were otherwise good and kind would be irritated if you promised them sex, but then changed your mind. A guy like David was rare. Finding him was like finding a diamond in your backyard.
It just didn’t happen.
And when he looked at me like that, I realized something else. I realized that I did want this. I did want to show off for him and with him. I enjoyed playing publicly, and I enjoyed being a bit naughty. I’d grown up in a quiet, sheltered world, and I hadn’t started exploring my sexuality until long after all of my friends had.
I wanted this.
I wanted him.
“I’m ready,” I told him, and I knew in my heart that it was true. I was ready. Whatever happened next was going to be fun. We were in a safe, comfortable space. Nobody here was going to judge us. Nobody here was going to point or laugh or tease. Classified was a space where you could do anything, be anyone, and nobody was going to put you down for that.
“Let’s go,” he offered me his hand, and I took it. Carefully, he led me up the three steps to the stage, and then to the center. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. The club was playing music loudly. It was wild enough, loud enough, that nobody expected to hear what we were talking about. Still, a few eyes swung toward us. People knew we needed time to set up the scene, so no one paid close attention just yet. Soon, though, we’d attract an audience. Then people would be watching us.
They’d look at us to see what we were doing and what we were up to, and they’d watch to see whether I’d been a very, very bad girl for David. They’d look at us to see whether he was going to torture me in a wonderful way. The audience would watch to see if I came apart despite being watched. Somehow, David and I both knew that was exactly what was going to happen.
He positioned me in the center of the stage with my back to the crowd.
“You don’t want me watching everyone?” I asked.
“I just want you focused on me,” he explained. The music was loud, so he had to get close to my ear to tell me. I could feel his breath on me, and then he bit, nipping at my earlobe. He tugged, and the sensation was wildly incredible.
I bit my lip, trying not to get too excited too fast. I knew that whatever happened next was going to change things between us in a big way. Maybe it would be a good thing and maybe not, but it was going to be a wild ride. When you scened with someone, you opened yourself up to them. You let them into your heart, and you let them use your body. With the right person, you’d feel like a million bucks when you were done.
David was the right person.
“Close your eyes,” he said. I did. Closing my eyes was an easy request. I knew that whatever happened next would be harder and more difficult. David never half-assed anything, and since he was, apparently, an experienced top, he wasn’t going to hold back.
How had I not known before that he was interested in the same things as me? Oh yeah, because I hadn’t bothered to ask. I’d been too caught up in my own shit. Well, that was all changing really fast, wasn’t it?
I heard the sound of wooden furniture sliding across the floor, and then David positioned me over a table of some type. I kept my eyes closed, as he’d asked me to, and I was still wearing my corset top and my skirt, albeit without panties. The way I was bent over let me know that the audience could now see my bottom and, if they were looking closely enough, the puffy lips of my pussy.
I was wet. Already, I was wet and turned on. There was a part of me that wanted David to take me right here. We could skip the spanking and he could just slide that thick cock into me. That could be really, really nice.
“You look beautiful,” he whispered to me again.
“Thank you.”
“Keep your eyes closed,” he said.
“Okay.”
“I’m going to push your skirt up, and then I’m going to spank you,” David explained. I appreciated that he was telling me exactly what to expect. Keeping my eyes closed was easy if I knew what was going to happen. It was the not knowing that was hard.
David ran his hands over my skin. He pushed his hands up my skirt, massaging my bottom, and then, true to his word, I felt him push it up to my hips. I was exposed, bared to the world. Normally, before you did a scene with someone, you talked through the whole thing. You planned it all out carefully. We weren’t doing a full scene, though. We were just doing a public spanking, and that was something I could handle.
