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“To what end, Viktor?”
This was the question that had been plaguing her all day. What did he want from her? Certainly, he wouldn’t go to all this trouble just to get laid. She was certain that there were scores of women who would be happy to spread their legs for him.
“You are so straightforward and honest. I will be the same with you. You intrigue me. There is something about you that calls to a place I had long ago decided would never exist for me. But in order for us to be together, you need to understand and accept my need to be in control. You need to understand that I take the lifestyle very seriously.”
“Doesn’t everybody who belongs to Carriage House?”
“Not necessarily. Some do; some don’t, and it is up to each individual to decide how much they want to incorporate it into their lives outside the bedroom. I want to be able to carry it out into the world, not so much so everyone knows, but so we know and are connected in a way that most others aren’t. There are those who want a slave. I do not. I don’t think you get the fire and passion I require with a slave.”
“And yet I got spanked because I didn’t jump to do your bidding.”
“No. You got spanked because you did not prioritize what I asked of you. I didn’t expect you to do it last night, but I would have hoped you would do it by the time the deliveries reached you. Do you think that was an outrageous expectation?”
She thought for a moment. “No; I suppose I don’t. And I apologize for that. I meant to do it, but you’re right, I should have done it first thing this morning. I will correct that tomorrow morning.”
“Thank you, dushka.”
“Dushka?”
“Sweetheart. Come along,” he said guiding her towards the back of the club where there was a small scening area and several rows of comfortable seating. “You are in for a treat. Fitzwallace and JJ are here tonight.”
“You do know that one of the reasons I’m interested in the lifestyle is because I admire her a great deal.”
“And here I thought you were just trying to get me to fuck you with my big dick.”
CHAPTER 8
EMERSON
JJ stepped onto the stage, turning her back to the St. Andrew’s cross. Fitz removed her corset and boy shorts, leaving her completely naked.
“Many of you who know my beautiful wife and me, know that I rarely play to any degree in public. Usually it is only like tonight where Mrs. Fitzwallace has chosen to act out publicly that she gets her comeuppance the same way. Anything you’d like to add, Jordan?”
“No, Master. You made it abundantly clear when you were beating my ass that I could either agree to this or you would take your damn razor strop to me and leave welts behind.”
Emerson gasped and started to rise to go to JJ’s defense as Fitzwallace bound his wife in spread-eagle position to the four arms of the cross.
“No, Emerson. You do not come between a Dom and his sub. JJ put herself at unnecessary risk this morning, disobeying Fitz at the same time. I would suggest you see this as a cautionary tale. Given what could have happened, I think Fitz is showing admirable restraint, but for the record, I am not opposed to playing or punishing in front of others. Oftentimes it can be a good object lesson for the sub.”
“Apparently Jordan has forgotten her manners and as she was already on high protocol, I’ll help her remember there is a time and a place to get mouthy with your Dom, and this isn’t one of them,” said Fitzwallace.
He opened a small leather case that was sitting on a table just to the side of the apparatus. Taking out a ball gag, he had it in place and secured before JJ even realized what he was about. It muted her ability to speak but not to express her anger.
“There, there, lass,” crooned Fitzwallace. “You can thank me later when I take the gag out of your mouth and replace it with my cock.”
He chuckled as she squirmed and shot him daggers with her dark, dangerous eyes.
“You’ll notice, malenkaya,” whispered Viktor, “that while she is obviously annoyed with Fitz, her nipples are stiff, her skin is flushed, and her pussy is getting wet and ripe. Fitz may be punishing her, but he is also preparing her for some hard use later tonight.”
“Will he fuck her up there?”
“Doubtful. My guess is when he’s done with her here, he’ll take her up to the lounge, sit her between his legs and have her give him a blow job. He’ll keep her waiting and will keep her aroused until he takes her up to a privacy room where he will ensure her pussy is every bit as sore as her spectacular ass.”
“Why does she let him?”
“Because for all her protestations to the contrary, she loves and adores Fitz and knows he only wants the best for her and to keep her safe. She knew when she chose to disobey him that when he found out—and you should know Doms always find out—that she would pay a heavy price. I’m not sure this is what she had in mind, but Fitz knows his wife well.”
Fitz turned back to the tray and pulled out a pair of bright red enameled nipple clamps. He turned back to JJ, dangling the nipple clamps from his index finger. “For those of you who don’t know, my beautiful wife is very responsive to both pain and pleasure. The lovely thing with nipple clamps is they give pain, then pleasure, then pain again when they are released. JJ hates them, which is what makes them an excellent disciplinary tool.”
