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After they left the gallery, they used the padded cuffs and one of the pinwheels on him. All over him.
They spent most of Sunday naked, only getting dressed to pick up food and entertain Pam until she was ready for her next four-hour nap. Meegan admitted that her role as a brat and pet of Mistress Evelyn granted her more freedom than a traditional submissive, but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to teach Olin what the positions of submission looked like. Of course, Daniel had a training video for that as well. Meegan happily repeated each position. Olin didn’t feel like he needed to be too strict with her either, but some of the positions would definitely come in useful in the future.
Shep had given them permission to watch one of the scenes they filmed together. It was different than the scene she’d done with Marcos and Daniel, though Marcos was in this one, too. They had Meegan restrained on pink satin sheets, her calves bound to her thighs with rope and her arms bound to her sides. Shep flogged her breasts, her inner thighs and her cunt while Marcos fucked her mouth. It went on for a while, her coming over and over at the mixture of pleasure and pain. Shep talked a lot, much more than Daniel. He talked her through almost every strike, keeping his voice low and slow, filthy praise about her beautiful body and how badly he couldn’t wait to fuck it.
After, she explained to Olin how good being flogged felt, how it opened her up in different ways than other implements. The crop made her wild, she said, but the flogger was like pure ecstasy. Olin was going to talk to Daniel about training him at the next opportunity.
Meegan had to work on Monday and Olin took her absence as an opportunity to hydrate and read more of the erotic power exchange materials that Daniel had sent him. Meegan stayed over two nights that week. She admitted it had been a while since she’d had so much consistent sex and needed to pace herself if they were going to keep this up. A valid point. Still, her voice was the last thing he heard before he went to bed every night.
Friday, he dropped off Pam with his dad and Mosley for the weekend, and that night they went to a restaurant called Amilia for the Whippoorwill holiday party. He met Meegan’s friend Sarah and her husband Antonio, and Kelly Brown who taught kindergarten across the hall. Kelly and Sarah were both happy to finally meet him and, much to Meegan’s embarrassment, Kelly told him she’d never seen Meegan smiling and giggling so much. Olin took that as a sign he was doing something right. Meegan only left him once and he spoke with Jamie Caswell, the head of school. They talked briefly about the school’s fundraising efforts for updates to its infrastructure. Olin was more concerned about what was happening in LA’s public schools, but he promised to give Caswell’s not-so-subtle request for a donation some thought. Afterwards, they went for one drink with Sarah and Antonio. He wasn’t that talkative of a guy either, but he wasn’t a jerk or anything, so it wasn’t a problem. Meegan and Sarah had plenty to chat about.
The next morning, Meegan kicked him out of her place, so she could bake “one million cookies” for Sloan’s cookie party. She’d also made a last minute change to her final look for The Club’s holiday party and wanted to surprise him. Olin needed to get ready, too, including at least a few quiet minutes to prepare himself for what the night might be like. He had a lot of people to meet, not just say hello to in passing. This was Meegan’s other family. He had to show up and be present, and he had a lot to learn. He took his time getting dressed and took the Covid test The Club required. He was boosted, but he was relieved when he sent the negative results over to Meegan so she could forward them to The Club admin. He was double relieved when Meegan texted him back with her own negative result. They were good to go.
He thought about driving himself, but Meegan reminded him that if they took full advantage of The Club’s amenities, he might not want to drive home later. The car service sent a driver named Jeff that he’d used before. Jeff picked him up right on time and they headed over to Meegan’s apartment. When they arrived, Olin took the short walk from the car to breathe and attempt to calm down his pounding heart. He knew he had nothing to worry about. Daniel and Keira were running things and he would be with Meegan. It was a Christmas party. There was no reason to be nervous.
He knocked once and Meegan opened the door a moment later. Her hair was curled to the side, the way she’d worn it when they went to the gala, and she had on bright red lipstick and matching red heels with a floor-length, white fur coat.
“You shaved! And got a haircut,” Meegan said as he stepped inside. He kissed her cheek, careful not to mess up her makeup, and then he stepped back to look at her again.
“I did.”
“You might be the only man on earth who looks good with and without facial hair. I like it. And the suit too. You look good, baby.”
“Thank you. You are wearing a fur coat.”
“I am. It’s not real, don’t worry. No animals were harmed in the creation of this masterpiece. You wanna see what I’m wearing underneath?”
“Of course.”
Meegan moved back to the edge of her coffee table and opened the heavy faux fur coat. Olin almost passed out. She was covered from collarbone to ankle in skintight red lace. Under that, she had on about half a pizza slice’s worth of red material to cover her pussy and red snowflake shaped pasties covered her nipples. She wore the more elaborate of the three key pendants he’d given her around her neck.
“Don’t worry. There’s a slit in the crotch, so you can get up in there.”
“Thank god. I didn’t want to rip it. You look—wow.”
“‘Wow’ is what I’m going for.” Meegan grabbed her red purse off of the table and then stepped back into his personal space. Olin didn’t hesitate to slip in under the fur and put his hands around her lace-covered curves. She was so warm.
“So, tonight will be a lot. I know we’ve had a lot of fun, but this will be different. More people, a fresh environment and all that. I’m used to it, but if it’s too much for you, just pull the ripcord and we’ll come home and do something very nasty to this outfit.”
“I want to meet more of your friends and I’m actually really interested in the layout of the place.”
“Nerd,” she teased. “I know Daniel will happily give you the VIP tour. As for the festivities, is there anything you’d rather me not do tonight?”
Olin thought back to their checklists. “Not that I can think of. Wouldn’t be much of a party if I hid you in a corner. Just let me watch.”
“Got it.” Meegan smiled.
“And don’t, like, confess your undying love for someone else.”
Meegan was quiet for a few seconds before she said, “Is it too soon to confess it to you?”
Olin looked at every inch of her face. Her bright blue eyes, the pink tinting her cheeks, her perfect lips. He was holding back for his own reasons, fear mostly, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to hear it or that he didn’t want to say it back. In the moment, though, he waited too long to respond. A small smile curved up the corner of Meegan’s mouth.
“I will blurt it out at the worst possible time. Like, call you while you’re getting your teeth cleaned or having a super important money meeting and just start rambling about it.”
“I wouldn’t be mad,” he replied.
Her smile turned sweeter and her gaze softened. “I know,” she said softly, reminding Olin just how much of her trust she had already given him. “If I behave tonight, will you come inside me? I don’t have any here, but Keira keeps these very helpful sponges at the club and I can grab some if you want the extra precaution. I just want to feel you.”
