<<. Miles. >>


    We stroll through hallways connected to different yrooms and Avery peeks into each yroom curiously. Despite my rock hard cock, I am being patient with her right now. If she was my sub, I would have spanked her for making me wait like this. I groan inwardly. Idea of hitting her perfect ass doesn''t help my filthy mind either.


    her mouth goes ck when she sees a male sub getting his balls tortured. "It''s Testicle bondage mps." I tell her.


    "That looks painful."


    "It is."


    "You tried it?" She exims and Iugh.


    "I always thought Subs were always women," She says and I raise my brow at her.


    She flushes. "Now that I have said it out loud, I realize how stupid it sounds. But It never urred to me before. I mean, obviously there are female Doms."


    I smile and nod at her. Her admission is a reminder that she doesn''t know a thing about BDSM.


    "Master Miller!" A fellow yer greets me when we are making our way towards our room. He has a girl walking next to her in white robe. She has a cor around her neck attached to a lease. I am d he is not making her crawl.


    She has a I personally don''t like degrading. But people have kinks to degrade others and many subs enjoy it too.


    "Your new sub is lovely. I would love to borrow her sometime," He says, and Avery stiffens beside me.


    Motherfucker. I have an urge to punch him right now. I draw in a deep breath. He is not at fault. If a sub has a desire to y with multiple Doms, he or she can be shared. I am not a regr at the club, so he is making an obvious assumption that Avery can be shared. Like my past subs. Just like my hookups outside clubs, I don''t y with the same person too many times. It''s necessary to keep the emotions aside.


    ''Another reminder that whatever I am doing with Avery is a bad idea.''


    I push the thought away.


    "She is a spectator tonight, and I have no ns to share her with anyone."


    His eyes widened. He walks closer to us and Avery meets his eyes.


    "First visit, I assume? I am Jonas." He says, holding out his hand..


    "Avery. Yes, It''s my first visit," she answers, shaking his hand. "So, how are you liking th


    club for a first visit?"


    ...ipping in a zone wiele i Cali Step Dack.


    When I enter the pin for our room''s door, she says, "There is no giant window in front of this room."


    “Because it is a private space... Like a hotel room."


    "Does it mean we cannot y here?" She asks as the door closes with a click behind us. I grab her by the arm and yank her towards me. She loses her bnce and crashes onto my body. The file she was holding falls onto the floor.


    "Are you teasing me?" I ask her in a low voice.


    Every observation or reaction from her this whole evening has been hitting my cock, and she has no idea. Avery is damn gullible.


    Her eyes widen and she squeaks, "N- no..


    I push her towards the wall and press my hip onto her body. Her breath hitches.


    "We can y if we get creative. The question is... do you want to get creative, Avery?" She blinks.


    I tuck my finger below her cor and pull it towards me. I can feel her body shivering. Her breath is shallow.


    "Answer me," I say, softly.


    She blinks and says, "I am a little afraid."


    Good. I want her on edge.


    "Do you know Stop Light signals?"


    She nods.


    "What are they?"


    "Red, Yellow and Green."


    "Good... Use them if you feel you should."


    <<. Avery. >>


    Oh Fuck Oh Fuck Oh Fuck... My mind is throwing me a million warnings per second and I am loving it. As if a switch flipped in M as soon as we entered the room.


    Everything is unfamiliar and unknown. I am with a man with a freaking half mask on his face. But instead of being afraid, I am getting excited. Something is so wrong with me.


    He picks up the file from the floor and motions me toe to the center of the room. I look around to take in the surroundings. My heart is beating fast. I look around and realize it is a small but elegant room. There is a king size four-poster bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, afortable armchair and an ottoman. My eyes widen when I notice there is a table next to the armchair with a pair of rope, a riding crop, and a thin flogger on it. There is also a small butt plug and a ss dildo standing tall. I swallow hard. Then I see a straight-back chair in a corner. I can imagine someone being tied to it and that someone can be me.


    "I thought we cannot y in private rooms."


    M smirks and dims the overhead lights. He takes a seat in the armchair and says.


    "It''s nothing too harsh. Just some rough sex. Are you into rough sex, Avery?*


    A shiver passes through my body, and I nod. I am into rough sex, but not into men flogging me. Why did I say yes?


    "Come here," he says as he


    scratches his skin under his mask. I


    walk and stand in front of him. He raises a finger and motions me toe@loser. I take one more step towards him. Now I am at amarm''s length away from him.


    "Put your hands behind your head, Avery." he says in a soft but firm voice. As if it''s


    amand, I obey him. My short skirt riles up higher and I bite my lips, embarrassed.


    He takes me in from top to bottom. My heartbeat quickens when he picks up the riding crop from the table next to


    him.


    "Have you ever been whipped before?"


    I shake my head.


    He gives a very gentle strike on my thigh and says, "Use your voice, Avery."


    "No. I haven''t been whipped, flogged or hit in any way before."


    "Not even spanked?" He asks with a surprise.


    "Umm spanking yes."


    He adjusts his trouser, and that''s when I notice his bulge. It looks promising. I sigh


    heavily. I want to hold it in my


    hands. See it. Feel it.


    "Do you have any idea how hard it is to be around you when you''re dressed like a naughty slut?" He


    says, white tracing my inner le


    with the crop. He gently taps crop between my inner thighs and I widen my legs.


    He hums in approval and strikes me. I flinch. Not because it hurts, but because it


    feels odd. He moves the crop higher and touches my pussy.


    "Yellow!" I re out, and he drops the crop immediately.


    "You don''t want to be touched there?"


    "I- Don''t hit me there."


    He nods. "Noted."


    He ces the crop on the table and says, "1 should be angry that you are wearing


    four pieces of clothing invata and sof one. But I get to watch you strip. Remove your clothes."


    we


    As I fumble with the strings of corset behind my back, he adds, "There are only a


    few things in this world s delightful as watching a woman get naked."


    "I would love to see you naked too." I tell him, and his lips quirk. Despite his mask,


    it''s not hard to read his


    expression.


    "I don''t think I would be able to control myself If I got my cock out, Avery. Let''s


    take it slow."


    One by one, I undo the corset strings. I am practically panting right now. When the corset finally opens, my weats fall into a natural position and I am able to breathe. I hadn''t realized I was holding it before,


    "I wish you were not wearing that shirt below the corset. Unbutton it."


    I follow him and unbutton the shirt. I meet his gaze before shrugging the blouse off


    my shoulders. I am wearing dat see through lingerie. my heart is beating so fast, I can hear it thumping.


    "I almost wish you were not wearing that mask.” I tell him, and he chuckles.


    "Doesn''t it itch?"


    “I really need to soothe my itch somewhere else." He says, adjusting his trousers.


    "Remove your skirt."


    I hook my thumbs in my skirt. Slide it


    down and off. I am only in my lingerie right now. My whole body is paintly aware of his gaze. My nipples


    are hard as pebbles and pussy so wet that even a small brush of air is making me


    shiver.


    "It looks beautiful on you. Too bad I will tear it."


    He gets up and picks the riding crop. Then he walks around me to take in my


    body.


    "Hands behind your back."


    My breasts rise up, and he grabs one nipple in a tight hold. I flinch when he taps


    my ass with the crop. My whoin body and mind are a cluster fuck of emotions. He


    has barely touched me and I am aroused and wet already


    "I will give you three strikes. Use the Stoplight Method if it gets too much."


    Wait What?


    "But why?" I ask in rm.


    He brings his face near mine and whispers, "I asked you to wear only one piece of


    cloth, Avery. So three siruses for three extra pieces. For making me wait. For


    being naughty. This is your punishment


    I tremble. Will it hurt? He moves away from me and rubs my ass with the crop.


    Smack! Smack! Smack!


    He throws three rapid strikes and I yelp and hold my ass.


    "Arms up!" He barks, and I put my arms behind my head immediately.


    I don''t want to earn more strikes.


    I breathe heavily as the stinging sensation turns into a bittersweet pain. He grabs


    my ass to rub it. I close my eyes as I feel wetness seeping out of my pussy.


    He steps back to observe it. "Delightful!" He says in approval. “Now your ass and


    your cheek are the same color."


    I flush in a deeper color of red.