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When I stood fully upright, I rolled my shoulders and head in some circles while Norman stood by. I could feel his eyes on me, but he knew I didn’t do eye contact afterward.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yep.”
“Good.”
I gingerly walked behind him toward the bench with our stuff on it. The more I walked, the more I felt the pain in the backs of my legs and ass. Norman had reached the bench first and had already slyly set the envelope by my clothes.
“Same time next weekend?” he asked.
“Hell yeah,” I confirmed.
“Alright. See you next week.” He left me and went back to the table to clean up the spanking bench and the rest of the area.
Clutching the envelope in my left hand, I gathered my clothes, shoes, and jacket before heading out. With my head bent down, I stepped into the hallway, checked that the cash was all there, then made my way to the men’s locker room.
Chapter Four
West
After Spencer and I made sure the room was clean and ready for the next guests, I opened the door, letting in the various voices and sounds that mingled in the hallway. I gestured for him to go ahead of me.
“How kind of you,” he said, and stepped out of the room and to the side of the doorway.
“It’s the least I can do after the Mitzi negotiations,” I teased. I was trying to make light of the situation because I knew how frustrated both of us were over the continual difficulties with finding a third. And not drawing attention to the fact the third was seemingly impossible to find.
Cries of pleasure and sounds of skin being smacked drifted out of a room down the hall. Spencer briefly looked over his shoulder in the direction of what appeared to be someone having a good time. “I thought you made up for that just now with your mouth,” he murmured.
I was distracted by the sounds coming from two or three rooms away. Being a lover of impact play, Spencer and I were naturally drawn to the echoes of consensual beatings. Spencer tilted his head and listened to what was music to our ears.
“Shall we go take a peek?” Spencer asked.
“I don’t know, man. Tonight’s been fucked-up. Maybe we should cut our losses and head home,” I replied. As much as I love watching, after the wasted time with Mitzi, I was looking forward to getting out of here.
“You’ve already been the ringleader for decisions tonight, West.”
“Exactly. I’m owning my mistakes and suggesting we leave,” I said as a loud cry followed a thundering slap. Spencer turned around to face the direction the noises were coming from. He turned to face me again, and a huge smile stretched across his face.
“I went along with your game earlier.” Spencer pointed with his thumb over his shoulder. “We love watching this kind of stuff. Let’s go, West.”
He was right. We did love it. We leisurely walked down the hall and peered into each room we passed, hoping to spot the group that was having all the fun. Three rooms down was quite the feast for the eyes. Norman was in there using a strap on a young man. Spencer and I looked at one another and smiled before we leaned against the wall opposite Norman’s room and settled in to watch the show.
Judging by how far Norman brought his arm up before bringing it down on his partner’s ass, it was apparent that he was playing extremely rough. After watching a few swats, Spencer and I looked at one another. Speechless, we returned our focus to Norman and the young man. The guy he was playing with had his hands balled into fists, and his feet were pointed inward with curled toes. I tilted my head to the side to see if I could see the guy’s face but wasn’t able to due to where Norman was standing.
Norman had been a longtime member, and until tonight, I thought he was a decent top. I’d only seen him play a few times, but never this roughly.
I was surprised when Norman stopped using the strap and took it to the table in the center of the room without so much as saying anything to the bottom. No words were spoken to let him know he was walking away or to even check on him first.
“Mmm.” The sound of dissatisfaction growled from Spencer’s throat. I turned to look at him and saw him standing with his arms crossed over his chest.
“You’re thinking the same as me,” I muttered.
Spencer and I were definitely into impact play, and even into some humiliation, but we played with safety in mind. One thing I learned when I first started was that you never left your bottom restrained and then walked away from them without so much as a word.
Norman was at least quick at the table. He was there long enough to set the strap down and get a condom and some lube. It was as though the sex was an afterthought as he quickly fucked the guy hard. He didn’t appear to care about his partner, just moving toward his goal. As soon as he was done, that was that. He didn’t even bother to get the other guy off. The fact that he’d drawn blood was a good indication as to how hard he was wielding the strap.
I took a deep breath and hoped Norman would at least take care of him now that he’d come. I narrowed my eyes when the bottom pulled and tugged on his restraints. He wanted to be free.
