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Chapter 18
Miguel
If anyone had asked me to tell my story six months ago, I would have balked at the request. I’ve slowly realized that sharing my story could help others. I only hoped that it would help our mate.
“When the club opened, I helped with security. I worked in the office, monitoring the cameras and helping if there was ever an issue at the front door. I figured working behind the scenes like that would fulfill my pride obligation and would still keep me separate from the lifestyle. I was pure vanilla.”
I paused as she rolled over to face me and snuggled back against Niko. Her round eyes, still shimmering with unshed tears, met my gaze. She threaded her fingers through mine and brought our joined hands up to rest between her breasts as I continued my story.
“The first month, I was able to do exactly that, keep myself separate from the club.” I looked over her head at Niko before going on. “Then I saw Niko scene with a male submissive, and it stirred things inside me.” My focus blurred as I remembered those first days. “It scared the shit out of me that I was getting turned on watching them on camera. Not just watching a couple, but two males together. They always chose the far left stage to scene on, and they never went to a private room.” Amelia squeezed my fingers gently, giving me encouragement to continue.
Even though I’d told this story quite a few times in the last few months and had agreed to start sharing in the classes that were being created for new doms and subs, telling it to my mate brought back all the nerves I had at first.
“I tried to hide my reaction, but one day, I got the call that there was an issue at the door.” I chuckled. “Niko was in the middle of his scene, and I was hard as a rock. There was no way any amount of adjusting was going to hide it. I wanted to ignore the call and melt into the floor from shame and embarrassment.”
Niko reached around and joined his hands with mine and Amelia’s, sharing his support with us both.
“What did you do?” Amelia whispered the question and, by the look in her eyes, didn’t mean to utter it at all.
“I stood up, adjusted myself, and went out to help handle the problem. Tented pants and all.” Niko gave a short laugh. No matter how many times I told the story, he always laughed at that. “Leo had already arrived and immediately noticed my distress but didn’t point it out. We handled the situation with professionalism and grace. The couple was turned away and escorted off the property by the bouncers. Leo then asked to speak to me in the security office.”
Amelia’s eyes widened as her mouth formed an O in shock. My cock twitched at the sight, my mind plummeting to all the dirty things she could do with that sensual mouth. I adjusted myself, not hiding my body’s reaction to our mate, simply making myself more comfortable. I forged ahead with my tale.
“Yep, about the same reaction I had inside at that moment as I watched him walk ahead of me. I hadn’t changed the camera back to its wide-angle before I left the office, and it was still trained and zoomed in on Niko’s stage. I only prayed that the scene was over, and the stage was empty.”
She gasped. “They weren’t, were they?” I had Amelia on the edge of her seat, figuratively. She glanced over her shoulder at Niko, who simply shook his head no with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Oh, no,” she let the words hang as she looked back at me.
“Yep, they were still in the scene, though with a glance, I knew his partner had reached subspace. Subspace is when the submissive finally let’s go of all worries and control, and it feels like floating in the air. The pleasure takes you to another plane.” I took a moment to explain before continuing on. “I had watched them enough to know the moment his face changed, his body relaxed and gave everything over to the pleasure coursing through him. My body craved that type of release.”
“What did Leo say?” Amelia slapped her unoccupied hand over her mouth.
“If you keep interrupting me, I’ll never finish my story,” I teased. “Leo didn’t say anything about the camera or who was on it. He simply turned to me and said, ‘Ask me your questions.’ His words threw me at first as I was prepared for a dressing down for not paying full attention to the rest of the club. Before I could reply, my security relief opened the door. Leo tapped two keys on the keyboard, returning the camera I had been watching to its original position, and informed me that we would continue our conversation in his office.”
Amelia winced. “His office is....” she trailed off.
I was sure she was thinking of the office the public knows about that resides above the bar and looks out onto the club. I shook my head, smiling. “Not his public office. Leo has a secret office that only a select few know about, bottom floor right past the stage that Niko was using.” I paused and, with a serious and stern face, looked hard at Amelia. “You are now among those select few. I trust you can keep our secret.” It took all I had not to burst out in laughter when she nodded her head vigorously up and down.
“Of course.”
Niko chided me, “Don’t tease her so.” I let out a single laugh and smiled.
“It’s not as serious as I made it out to be. Most members know it’s there. They just don’t know what it’s used for since Leo rarely uses it. Anyway, he took me in, walking me slowly past Niko. At our presence, Niko’s gaze found us, and his nostrils flared. I found out later that he had scented my desire, and it had reached out to him and his tiger. Even as we had that moment, he never ignored his sub or the aftercare he was administering to him. He gave me a quick wink before returning his full attention to his sub. I tripped over my own feet as heat rushed through me, and I followed Leo into his office.”
Niko let go of our hands and began stroking down Amelia’s side and hip as he rested his head lightly against hers. I followed his movements enjoying the excitement that flared to life inside me.
“What’s aftercare, and what happened next?” Amelia asked, her voice a bit huskier than before.
“Aftercare is when the dominant tends to their submissive after a scene. They make sure they are hydrated, loved on, and reaffirm that they were wonderful. Usually, I wrap Miguel in a fluffy blanket and settle on one of the couches they have in the corner. I care for him until he comes back to reality and then a while longer. If a submissive does not have aftercare administered, it could make for a very bad experience.” Niko paused for a breath. “There’s not just a physical release, but most times, there’s a large emotional one as well. It’s our job as doms to do whatever the sub needs to calmly and safely come down from that experience.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize.” Amelia furrowed her brow.
“That’s okay, pet. There is a lot you don’t know, and that’s what we are here for. To help you learn.” He nodded for me to continue.
“Leo sat me down and, in his no-nonsense way, explained what BDSM really meant to him, how the dynamic in relationships worked and encouraged me to explore things at my own pace. There was no judgment in his eyes, and at that moment, when my Alpha sat before me with pure acceptance, it was the first time I didn’t feel shame about the way my body reacted as I watched Niko scene.”
I tested the waters and began to rub my thumb against hers, the tip brushing the side of her breast as I did. When she didn’t tense or pull away, I continued on, “Niko was the first one to break the ice. I had switched from the security room to doing an occasional rotation on the floor as a dungeon monitor. Usually, the monitors are club members, other doms who volunteer their time for a discount or extra guest pass. I had just been relieved from my post when I saw him. His leather pants hugged his ass like a second skin. He didn’t have a shirt on but wore a matching leather vest. Walking one step behind him was the same male submissive he scened with almost every weekend. My heart dropped as what I had learned had me thinking that they were together and not just agreeing to scene together.”
Niko growled low.
