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Brianna wasn’t entirely sure what was going on. She’d spent thirty minutes backstage before finally being brought out front for the start of the show. She should’ve been relieved when Derek had simply parked both women in Lukus’s office while he worked on the computer. While Rachel had looked quite content to kneel patiently silent by Derek’s feet, Brianna had wanted to crawl out of her skin. With the promise of her impending punishment in front of the Saturday night crowd hanging over her head, there was little to do but imagine all the wicked things Lukus might have been cooking up for tonight.
She’d finally forced herself to calm down by reminding herself all that she had learned over the last twenty-four hours. Tonight, felt totally different than last night. One of the most important things she’d learned was that Lukus would never hurt her. Not really. In her reflection time at Derek’s feet, she’d finally submitted to the notion she’d just have to trust him.
But she’d almost wavered when Lukus burst into the office in an obvious state of agitation. She still had no clue what had gotten him so upset, but he’d been rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for something before spending five minutes yelling at Derek for letting their stock of extra toys dwindle to an unacceptable selection. She’d had no clue what they were really referring to; she was just relieved that for once, he wasn’t pissed at her. She’d had a pretty strong inclination, though, that Tiffany might have been at the heart of his foul mood this time.
You go, girl. He deserves everything you can dish out.
Brianna could have kicked herself when she’d unwittingly walked into the kitchen earlier to catch her friend red handed in an intimate embrace. They’d been facing away from her, so she wasn’t completely sure what had transpired, but there’d been an undeniable electric current passing between the two of them all night during dinner. She’d truly enjoyed watching the dynamic as the Master of Masters and reluctant sub felt each other out.
How awesome would that be if Lukus and Tiffany got together?
She suspected they were both going to resist the pull, thinking they were from two different worlds, but Brianna knew enough about them both to know they were perfect for each other. If she ever dug herself out of this punishment hell she’d cast herself into, she was going to do her best to play matchmaker.
The ache in her shoulders brought Brianna back to the here and now. With each passing minute she became more confused. When Lukus had announced it was time to go front-of-house, he’d helped pull her to her feet before escorting her out to center stage. She’d been relieved the heavy curtains had been drawn, keeping the hungry audience at bay for at least a few more minutes.
The dance music was playing even louder tonight than last night, making any real conversation in the club almost impossible. It hadn’t bothered her as it gave her and Lukus a legitimate reason to remain silent while he’d gone about the business of preparing her for her public punishment session. She’d quickly realized how silly she’d been to hold out hope he might go easy on her tonight now that they felt more like friends.
Lukus had methodically reattached her wrist and ankle cuffs first. Then, like a true artist, had gone about his craft of immobilizing her in an almost artful and creative display of submission and vulnerability. Her arms were pulled high, her legs spread wide as they were attached to rings in the floor. She surely would have tipped over in the precarious position were it not for the pommel horse placed strategically in front of her, the top at perfect waist-height.
Only once he’d had the horse in place did Brianna realize the hooks her arms were attached to were part of a mechanically controlled system. Lukus had used a remote control to move her arms forward a foot or so, just enough to force her feet uncomfortably onto her tippy toes and her tummy to lean across the horse. While it felt good to let some of her weight be supported by the horse, Bri had recognized immediately that she was in the most compromising position possible. Her sore ass and wet pussy were exposed, both now perfect targets for any implement in his extensive arsenal. Her heavy breasts were now being pulled away from her body slightly by gravity, making them targets as well.
The blindfold had been harder to take.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” Lukus had said. “But I think it’ll be easier on you tonight if you can’t see what’s coming next.”
Brianna had wanted to argue with him, but instead simply thanked him. “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
He’d leaned in to brush his lips across her forehead in a chaste kiss.
“Be a good girl tonight Brianna. You know you need to be punished for hurting Markus, but know I’ll never really hurt you. Stay true to yourself and everything will be just fine.”
Then he’d left her alone with her thoughts and fears until she heard the announcement starting the show.
And here she was, waiting. During last night’s show Lukus had addressed the audience at length. Tonight, he’d barely done any talking at all. Still, having only been here one night, she had no clue if this was normal. She felt so vulnerable, splayed out like this for the audience, and she felt a sudden gratitude both for the blindfold and the music that was blocking it all out. At least this way she had a small chance of forgetting there was a roomful of spectators only feet away witnessing her humiliation and punishment.
As much as she dreaded the punishment, the waiting was worse. She wanted him to just get it over with. She was somewhat relieved when she heard Lukus finally address the audience, reminding them he’d been charged with punishing his best friend’s wife for her infidelity.
“I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours punishing the little adulteress just like she deserved. She’s had everything from whippings, beltings, and canings, to punishment enemas and painful, personal exams. Still, she’s refused to sign the papers granting her husband a divorce. I have to tell you all that, against my better judgment, I’m beginning to admire her resolve to save her marriage. Regardless, I have a job to do and that job is to continue to punish her for her unforgivable behavior.”
His sudden touch on her breast was unexpected. She’d been on pins and needles expecting pain, so the gentle caress molding and squeezing first one and then the other breast caught Brianna completely off guard.
“Lukus, what the hell are you doing?”
Her answer came in the form of a hard swat against her breast, just catching her nipple and sending shock waves of pain and pleasure through her.
“Excuse me? What is my name during a punishment?”
“Sir,” she corrected herself. “I’m so sorry Sir, but why are you touching me like this?”
“I don’t think that’s any of your concern. I’ll punish you—use you—any way I choose to and if you’re truly ready to make amends, you’ll accept that punishment gratefully as your atonement to Markus.”
Brianna’s mind was racing. While it was true she’d certainly felt a draw to Lukus’s strength, and had even reveled in the scorching hot kiss they had shared in his bed this afternoon, she was sure they were well past the danger of giving into their base attraction to each other, if not for their own sakes, then for Markus. Yet here he was, clearly confusing her by intimately touching her body.
The pain from the slap to her breast had subsided when she felt it—Lukus’s warm mouth sucking her left tit as if he were nursing from her. Before she could rein the feeling in, a shudder of pleasure raced through her. A low moan escaped as she felt him licking and lightly sucking on her sensitive nipple. It was the nip of his teeth that finally woke her up.
“Sir, stop it right now. What the hell are you… OWEEE!!!”
The pain was sudden and excruciating. Without her eyesight, she could only go by touch, but it felt as if he’d just clamped a heavy-duty, tightly pinching nipple clamp onto her now hard nipple. The pain was exquisite and shot a direct line of stimulation to her throbbing sex. The pain hadn’t settled in yet when she felt that insistent mouth drawing on her other nipple. Now, knowing what was coming, Brianna tried to let the pleasure she was feeling from his warm mouth calm her enough to help power through the pain she knew was soon to follow.
