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“Bruiser, this is my newbie. I’m going to dirty her up a bit.”
The dungeon master’s name was Bruiser? That didn’t sound very PC at all. The guy in charge of safety was named Bruiser?
He pulled down on my chain. “Kneel.”
This was the bullshit that I hated. I hesitated a moment, but then with another tug of the leash, I got down on my knees. The floor was hard — some type of vinyl that was made to look like natural stone.
I lifted my head to shoot a hard glare at Bruiser. I wasn’t about to keep my head bowed like some meek submissive.
“Would you like to inspect my baby girl? See how sweet she is?”
Bruiser didn’t blink. Not a single muscle of his twitched. His countenance oozed sheer intimidation.
Over the years, I’d perfected the cold and ruthless bitch look, but I didn’t think it’d work on a man like this. I poured every internal negative thought into a look of loathing directed at him. There was no way I’d let this beast touch me. I’d bite his hand first. I’d scream my safe word.
Staring hard at him, I dared him to touch me.
I held my breath as I waited for him to answer. Fuck, this was turning me on and I didn’t like it. Was this some form of humiliation that Daddy had mentioned I wanted? Was it exhibitionism? Having this man’s hands on me while Daddy watched...
My arousal was noticeable. My nipples had hardened. I was sure both men could smell the wetness gathering between my legs.
Daddy chuckled. “Up.” He pulled on my chain and I awkwardly stood. He glanced at Bruiser with a faint smile on his lips. “I’ll let you know when we’re finished.”
He pulled me away from the room and I felt relief. Right? Or was that disappointment? Had Daddy just been bluffing about sharing me like that? And when did I start calling him Daddy in my head? Was I so weak as to give in to all of this so easily?
Giving up control was going to be difficult for me. I was still fighting every single little thing that happened internally. I didn’t want to enjoy the thought of Bruiser doing anything to my body, but I sure as hell did. What I needed to do was to stop over-analyzing everything. I thrived on always controlling the outcome, but here I’d given up that control. If I could get out of my own head, I just might enjoy it. I might find that nirvana that the lady had intrigued me with.
We entered the large portion of the dungeon that hosted a plethora of kinky furniture and implements. My eyes darted around the room, spying the variety of whips, cuffs, and chains that decorated the gray walls. Padded benches that looked like mutated gym equipment were scattered among a medieval pillory, a steel cage, and even a St. Andrew’s cross that took up significant floor space. I spotted a sex swing suspended in one corner and what looked like a handmade wooden gallows of some sort. What was that used for? Damn, I didn’t even want to know! I counted at least five black pleather couches and a scattering of bondage chairs and spanking benches.
Daddy led me over to a small nook against the wall that was marked off by what looked like black gymnastic mats on the floor. A section of the wall was padded with the same mats, but wrist and ankle restraints were embedded into these. Daddy turned on a floor lamp that lit up our section of the gloomy room.
He tugged on the leash, pulling me closer to him. He had an amused smirk on his face when he spoke. “You’re mad at me, Baby Girl?”
I guess he noticed the fire shooting out of my eyes when I was staring at Bruiser. “No.”
“What are you thinking right now? I want the truth.”
He wanted the truth? Fine. “I’m thinking that this would be a lot more fun if you were the one in the collar and I was pulling you around by the leash.”
He cupped my cheek with his palm. “That would be like every other day for you, wouldn’t it? You lead men around by the balls?” He stroked my cheek with his thumb. “And I think you’re enjoying everything I’m doing to you so far. Except, you’re disappointed Bruiser didn’t take me up on my offer.”
I made a noise, somewhere between a grunt of annoyance and a growl.
“Spread your legs.”
I slid my legs open a bit more. I hadn’t broken eye contact with him the entire time, so I didn’t even know what he was doing until his finger had already penetrated me. The surprise of it pulled a gasp out of me that I really hadn’t wanted to give him.
“I’d say you’re enjoying this just fine. You’re drenched.”
It was undeniable, so I didn’t even try. He pulled his finger out and held it up between our faces. It was glistening with my juices.
“Who gets a taste? You or me?”
Was this a trick question? “You.”
He brought his finger to my lips. “Open.”
This was undeniably hot. I opened my mouth and waited. “Lick my finger clean.”
