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When the next jolt hit her, she squeaked as she flinched away. Again, it wasn't painful, only a more intense feeling than the previous level had been.

Her breath was coming in harsh pants, and for some reason the air suddenly smelled like a thunderstorm was brewing. It reminded her of the ozone smell that always lingered after such intense storms.

She breathed deep and tried to adjust to the sensations, but her entire body felt hot and achy. Each zap of the wand sent zings radiating out over her, which left her feeling oversensitized. One more zap and her nerves began to feel raw and brittle.

"Red," she whispered, and Master Brent immediately turned off the wand and set it aside. He ran a hand over her sweaty face, brushing back the hair that had fallen into her eyes when she jerked and flinched during some of the zaps.

"Sandra."



She couldn't find the will to even open her eyes, let alone answer him.

"Sandra," came his strong voice again, this time laced with Dom command. "Look at me."

She forced herself to open her heavy eyelids and then concentrated on making her throat work.

He loomed over her, concern clear in his expression. "Are you all right? Did you wait too long to red?"

She shook her head and forced herself to speak. "No, sir. I'm fine. Just feeling a bit oversensitized. I need a few minutes to let my body calm down, that's all."

He looked stern for a long moment but then his expression gentled, making her think he wanted to reach out and gather her into his arms. But then he nodded and shifted away, to give her some s.p.a.ce and, she a.s.sumed, a minimum of tactile input while she recovered.

Sandra realized she'd truly enjoyed the few peeks she'd seen of Master Brent's Dom side. She didn't feel controlled or manipulated; she felt cared for and safe. Free of the decisions and pressure that came with giving herself pleasure. It sounded absurd, but she couldn't discount the sensation.

"Thank you," she said when her body had calmed a bit. She still wanted to come and wouldn't mind being f.u.c.ked senseless, but the violet wand would be on her list only with someone she trusted, and for very controlled play on the lowest settings.

"You're all right?" He handed her the shirt that she'd tossed on the floor and she nodded as she slipped it on. She sat up straighter, leaning against his shoulder and enjoying his warmth.

She had hoped he'd put his arm around her, but instead he took her hand in his and threaded their fingers together.

Sandra sighed and tilted her neck from side to side, working out some tenseness that had gathered during the session with the wand. But then she returned her gaze to the dungeon floor below them.

To the right of the Domme using the violet wand was another couple. She gestured toward them. "I watched them together earlier up in the waiting area."

Brent followed her gaze and nodded. "They are both regulars, although they only play on the weekends. They always start up on the main dungeon level with relatively low-level play and then come down to Dungeon 2 to increase the spice a bit, depending on the night and their moods." He swept his glance back over the couple before returning his gaze to Sandra. "They've been living the lifestyle in and out of the dungeon as a couple for a few years now and seem happier than a lot of the vanilla couples I know.

"Would you like to watch more, or switch gears and go take care of the administrative details?"

Sandra glanced at the scene and noted that the woman was currently strapped to a bondage bed. She lay on her back, a spreader bar between her ankles. A rope snaked down from the ceiling to lift the bar, which pulled up her knees and bared and opened her, leaving her in a wide-open position for her Dom to easily play with her p.u.s.s.y or her a.s.s.

Her arms were stretched over her head, another spreader bar affixed to the headboard. Her wrists were tied to the bar, her fingers wrapped around it tightly. Her nipples were hard points, easily seen even from up here, and the stripes of red across her torso and b.r.e.a.s.t.s showed remnants of the play they'd enjoyed on the main dungeon floor.

Sandra knew she still hadn't answered Master Brent, but she wanted to see what happened next. Since he didn't push for an answer, she squeezed his hand where their fingers were still twined and leaned forward a little for the best possible view. Although if she watched too much she was going to end up pulling up her skirt and rubbing her c.l.i.t right here. Her body had been in a constant state of arousal since stepping inside this place, and it only kept ratcheting higher.

When the Dom crawled onto the foot of the bed to lie on his stomach between the woman's thighs, he buried his face against her folds, and Sandra nearly moaned. Master Brent's quick intake of breath caught her attention more than the erotic image in front of her. Apparently he truly did like to watch as much as she did.

She glanced toward him to see a hungry, almost ravenous, expression on his face. A quick look showed her the hard outline of his c.o.c.k behind the fly of his slacks.

She had a strong urge to lean forward and stroke him and watch his reaction. Would he let her unzip his slacks and pull out his c.o.c.k? Would he let her rub her thumb over the tip to spread the moisture she was sure she'd find there? Would he let her take him in her mouth? The vortex of need inside her pelvis tightened impossibly at the thought of what Master Brent might taste like.

To her relief, Master Brent's hand closed over hers, drawing her attention back to the scene below before she did something totally embarra.s.sing. He squeezed her fingers lightly, sending her a wolfish-looking smile before she turned back to the scene unfolding below them.

The Dom's face was still buried between his sub's thighs, his actions making the woman squirm and arch off the bed. He tipped her to her side and swatted her a.s.s hard before settling her on her back again and resuming his actions.

Sandra squirmed against the sectional as her entire body screamed for action instead of watching from the sidelines. She needed to do something besides watch right now, and Master Brent was obviously keeping some type of distance, so she didn't want to push.

"I think I'm ready for those administrative details now." Her voice came out sounding thin and thready, and Master Brent's deep breathing was the only sound between them for a long moment.

"Absolutely." His deep blue gaze captured hers and held her while sending fissions of arousal shooting through her. "You can come back to this level and watch at any time. Let's get you set up."

He rose smoothly and helped her to her feet before guiding her to the door and around the curving hallway toward the elevators.

Chapter 6.

As they walked into the elevator, Sandra was overwhelmed by Master Brent's strong presence so near her needy body. His heat and unique scent surrounded her, and all her instincts screamed for his hands to be on her, caressing her and making her come.

As soon as the elevator doors whooshed closed behind them, sealing them inside, he leaned in and brushed a simple, lingering kiss over her lips.

Her lips tingled from that one small contact. He stepped back and his heat left her, the loss raging through her, as she belatedly wished she would have had time to react. She turned toward him, tipping her face up and offering her lips in case he thought she might not have liked the fact that he'd kissed her.

"I apologize, Sandra, for taking liberties before having permission. But you seemed to need it." He took a deep breath as if he were about to say more, and intentionally cut himself short. "No one here will do anything without your prior consent and approval. Soft limits, hard limits, and safe words are fully respected at Club Desire. And no one will touch you or force their attentions on you in any way. Any touch or interaction will involve them having your permission first. So, again, I apologize."

Master Mason's note had apparently contained quite a bit more than she'd imagined. But right now, her senses were still buzzing from Master Brent's chaste kiss, and remnants of their play with the violet wand in his alcove. How would she react to a much more lingering kiss, or even a full scene with Master Brent?

"Don't apologize. You're right. I did need it, and I appreciate your rea.s.surances. I feel safe here already." She stopped as she realized that she really did. Without even meeting all of the other Doms or seeing the entire club, there was something about the energy of this place that radiated safety and welcome. No wonder it was such an exclusive club.

"I'm glad." He stared at her lips for a long moment, making her wish he would come closer and kiss her again.

She watched him carefully and knew a smile curved her lips as she said, "Oh, and Master Brent..."

One dark brow rose in question.

"You have my permission to kiss me anytime you'd like."

The rustle of cloth was the only warning she had before she was pulled firmly against his hard body, his rough kiss sending torrents of excitement and need through her.

Sandra wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and demand he f.u.c.k her, right here in the elevator, but since he was taller than she, all she could manage was to bury her fingers into the softness of his shirt and writhe against him as the erotic sensations, and the danger of the elevator doors opening at any moment, nearly sent her over the edge.

Master Brent started to pull away and she grabbed his shirt tighter, yanking him back. "Yes, please. I'll 'yellow' or 'red' if I need to," she gasped around their heated kiss, giving him permission to do as he liked with her.

Her words seemed to spark something inside him and his arms came around her, bracketing her against him roughly, but only enough to be exciting, not threatening. His large hands cupped her a.s.s and he lifted until she could wrap her legs around his waist and her mound b.u.mped against his very hard c.o.c.k.

He backed her up against the wall of the elevator, holding her in place with his body as he reached up under her skirt and found the crotch of her very wet panties.

He growled deep inside his throat, a guttural, almost possessive sound.

She panted as he slid one finger under the edge of the lacy material to find her slick center.

Sandra gasped, her p.u.s.s.y tightening around his thick finger as he pushed inside her. When he added another finger and pushed even deeper she moaned and let her head fall back against the wall, breaking their kiss as she drowned in sensations.

He worked his fingers in and out of her, building the quickly spiraling tension deep inside her pelvis.

"Sandra. Look at me."

The unwavering demand in his voice broke her out of the sensual haze that held her, and she opened her eyes and lifted her head as best she could.

Immediately his intense blue gaze captured hers, branding her like his fingers that were still deep inside her.

"I want you to look at me while you come, and know who caused you to shatter."

Something in his tone screamed "mine!" and she didn't argue. At this moment she would gladly agree to be his sub...his anything, as long as he never stopped what he was doing to her.

The wet sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her core filled the air around them as well as the thick, tangy scent of s.e.x. She reveled in both, and only craved more.

"Please..." She hung so close to the edge it was nearly painful. "Please..."

A darkly mysterious smile curved his sensual lips and he mumbled, "Such a good little sub. I love it when you beg..." He said it so softly she almost didn't hear it.

He ripped another gasp from her throat as he curled his fingers inside her and stroked her G-spot while at the same time rubbing her c.l.i.t with his wonderfully callused thumb.

She hung on the precipice for a long moment...drowning in the deep blue of his eyes and the torrent of pleasure that raged through her.

"Come for me, Sandra. Come for me."

At his soft command she exploded, hurtling over the edge and into a deep, endless well of pleasure, as his magic fingers continued to work her. A strangled scream ripped from her throat as the o.r.g.a.s.m stampeded through her.

Only after she'd ridden out the length of her o.r.g.a.s.m and Master Brent smiled and blinked did she realize that the elevator doors had opened and she was looking out at a small crowd of people.

People who had most likely just watched her have the most amazing o.r.g.a.s.m of her life.

She waited for embarra.s.sment or even mortification, but at this moment, she didn't care if the entire city had watched.

She lowered her gaze to Master Brent's and returned his smile.

He calmly removed his fingers from her core and raised them to his face. "I think we need to discuss some of those...administrative details."

He slid his fingers into his mouth, licking them clean, and Sandra's breath caught in her throat, her nipples tightening into hard buds and her c.l.i.t screaming for attention all over again.

Master Brent leaned forward, his hard c.o.c.k grinding against her sensitive slit, and he licked a slow line across her lower lip, pausing as he watched her.

She opened her mouth and traced her tongue over her bottom lip where he'd licked her.

His eyes dilated and his mouth crushed down on hers, his tongue invading her and claiming her.

Sandra was surprised to find that her taste was still in his mouth-tangy and sweet. She sucked his tongue, loving the jolt inside her body when he pressed his hard c.o.c.k against where she wished it could be without all their clothes in the way.

"My apologies, again, Sandra." He smiled and it almost looked wolfish...anything but sorry. "It's time for us to finish up those details we've been putting off. I'm usually much more in control of myself." He shook his head, still looking flushed, aroused, and s.e.xy as h.e.l.l.

He gently set her on her feet and turned toward the now closed elevator doors.

Sandra hadn't even heard them close, or heard the murmurs of the watching crowd go suddenly silent. But she had been very distracted at the time.

Master Brent inserted his key into the panel and pressed the b.u.t.ton for level 4.

Sandra caught her breath at the knowledge that they would soon be alone again in his office.

- Brent guided Sandra out of the elevator and back to the love seat she'd sat on earlier. He forced himself to walk around his desk and sit behind it rather than giving in to the temptation that she presented.

Her lips were still swollen, her face flushed from their time in the elevator, and he could still smell and taste her arousal. Although when he finally had the chance, he'd like to tie her up and feast on her p.u.s.s.y until he had memorized every nuance and could remember her taste in his sleep.

He glanced up to find her watching him intently, and he forced himself to concentrate on the administrative duties they'd come up here for. He'd never had a problem keeping his mind on business when it was needed. But she splintered his concentration and frayed his control. He would need to guard against both. He couldn't afford to let his business sense lag every time she was around. Both Club Desire and his continued involvement with his international business-consulting clients depended on that.

He pulled a membership contract out of his lower desk drawer and filled out Sandra's name and the date. "This is our standard full membership contract. If you have any questions, please let me know."

"Could I read that tonight or tomorrow and bring it back with any questions I have before I sign it?" A smile curved her full lips and she met his gaze squarely, waiting for his response.

Warmth burst inside his chest. Not only beautiful, but smart as well. And he noted a spark of confidence she hadn't yet had in high school, which took her from extremely attractive to stunning. Probably a good thing she didn't have that spark in high school or he might never have recovered after she'd turned him down. "Absolutely." He pa.s.sed over the contract and she placed it on her lap before returning her gaze to his.

"Now let's discuss limits. You mentioned earlier that you weren't yet sure about all of yours, but let's start with what you know and we'll go from there."

She nodded once, slowly, while she kept his gaze. He could tell from the dimming of her smile that she wasn't looking forward to this part of their discussion. "You said you don't like hard pain and are very leery of being hit or slapped on the face or neck. Correct?"

A furrow formed between her brows and a frown pulled at her lips, as if she were surprised he remembered her mentioning that.

He nearly told her he had always catalogued things like that, ever since high school, but he bit back the words. It wasn't yet time for that discussion, and he needed to stay focused on the topic at hand.

"That's correct." She raised her chin, the line of her body confident and sure. "Also, I like to take things slow. I know a lot of Doms want to push your limits, and I'm sure that's fine for a lot of subs, but I would prefer to be eased into that. Even though I've had two Doms, I don't really know what I like yet, and what I don't like, beyond the vanilla realm. Not really."

Surprise and jealousy sliced deep. He thought Diego had been her first and only Dom. But he knew he'd jumped to that conclusion. "You've had two Doms?"

She nodded, her confident expression fading. "When I first joined the dungeon in New York my roommate introduced me to Master Scott."

His attention sharpened, and he suddenly needed to know why Scott hadn't protected her when he realized what was happening with Diego. Once Sandra was his, as a sub or something more permanent, he would protect her. He had stopped trying to remind himself that she would never be his, and embraced the knowledge that she would be. "Was Master Scott still your main Dom when things started getting out of control with Diego?"

Her expression darkened and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth in what seemed like an unconscious mannerism. "No. Master Scott's job transferred him across the country, so I was left without a Dom after only eight months. Diego was new to the dungeon and I thought he would have the time, like Master Scott had, to be patient with me as I got comfortable with new things. Master Scott had been great about that. And at first, Diego seemed like a good Dom. Kind, but intense. I even watched him play scenes with some of the other more experienced subs before I agreed to play with him."

Brent made a conscious effort to soften his gaze. "What happened then?"

Tension suddenly radiated from her, her hands balled into fists in her lap, her gaze downcast.

He swallowed hard in an effort to keep his anger at bay. It definitely wasn't directed at Sandra, and it wouldn't help them build trust. "Sandra."

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