Dom Boss / Sub Employee (Closed for slut_in_white)

[Rocket1010]

John Harper http://cdn.propercloth.com/pic_shirt_gallery_photos/6413_F.png was smiling, driving his BMW to the club he frequented often in search of a submissive woman. As he pulled into Sinners Paradise, a BDSM Club, on the north side of town, he saw the place was going to be packed. It was a Friday night and the club was sponsoring one of their many events. This particular event was a “get acquainted night” where patrons were paired up with strangers. Sometimes the couples hit it off and other times they didn’t, walking away as friends. John had been to a few of the “get acquainted nights” in the past and on some of those occasions he met a female sub who he enjoyed for the evening but that was about it. One of these nights he hoped to find a suitable female sub with whom he could develop a long term relationship.

At 32 years old, with his 6’ height and nice physique, he caught the attention of women at the office and at the gym where he worked out on a regular basis. Each time he hinted about trying the BDSM scene, they balked. He quickly found out he couldn’t risk being found out at the office and so he didn’t date any of the office staff. John took to frequenting some of the more risqué places around town, enjoying some of the women he met. But he was always on the lookout for someone special, someone who was willing to subject to his lifestyle not just at the club but be his submissive at his beckon call.

Walking into the dimly lit club, dressed in entirely different attire than the office, https://56.media.tumblr.com/00275dcc7e1205a3f19f0fac02ecc8f1/tumblr_nxq16o9cKL1ui1tlpo1_1280.jpg he saw a few of the regulars, nodding to them as he talked to the hostess. She smiled sweetly at him, calling him by name while she took his money and gave him a card with a number on it. John walked through the various seating sections until he reached the singles section near the stage. The singles section was reserved for single male and females who would like to meet someone. The mixed section was for those couples who came to watch and enjoy the play rooms. When the program started, the couples in the mixed area were not allowed to participate when people in the single section were called onto the stage. Sometimes the couples would split up, sit in the singles section, and then find a partner for a night of fun and pleasure in the play rooms.

Sitting at table that faced the stage with a few other men, John ordered a bourbon on the rocks and then looked at the card seeing the number 17. He heard the man next to him ask him if this was his first time and John smiled as he struck up a conversation with him. While they talked, his mind drifted to the play rooms in the back part of the building where some of them were set up like dungeons. The rooms were available for a steep price or if one wanted, they could purchase a special patrons pass by paying a monthly fee. The pass also gave patrons first rights to use any of the rooms before the non-pass patrons. John had purchased a special patron pass a few weeks back and he was eager to use it on some willing female.

As the man spoke to him, John nodded politely and watched the women start to fill in the single section. Looking over the available women for the evening, his mind pictured some of them in the play rooms that featured spanking benches, crosses, cages, spider webs, ropes for suspension and bondage, hooks on the wall with ankle and wrist cuffs, a chair with cuffs and other associated tables ready for use by willing patrons.

There was a slight buzz of conversation all around him and he was making small talk to the man next to him when a well-dressed woman walked up on stage began to speak into the microphone. She thanked everyone for coming to Sinners Paradise and encouraged everyone to leave their inhibitions at the door and have a good time. She talked about rules for tonight’s event, stating that to use the private play rooms, each couple paired up in the singles section must be agreeable to each person. When she was finished going over the rules, she smiled and asked if everyone was ready for a night of uninhibited fun. There was a loud roar from the crowd as she dipped her hand into one bowl containing ping ball balls with numbers on them. When she read the number, the male and female with a corresponding number would go up on stage to be introduced to each other.

John felt his palms start to sweat a little and his heart raced a bit faster, wondering who he would be paired with. With each number drawn, the crowd watched as the couples were introduced and then sent back to a section roped off from the singles section where they could talk privately. After a few numbers were called, he wondered if she was going to pick his number. Then after a couple of more draws, he heard the number 17 being called out. The woman peered into the crowd, telling everyone, “Don’t be afraid to come up and meet your partner for the night.” John smiled and waved his hand and the woman smiled as he made his way to the stage. While he walked to the stage, he looked around and saw a woman stand in the shadows on the other side of the room.

Walking onto the stage, the woman smiled and said to the crowd, “Hmmmm someone is going to get lucky tonight. If it doesn’t work out for you baby give me a holler and I’ll let you have your way with me.” The crowd laughed at her joke as his partner for the evening walked slowly to the stage.

 

[slut_in_white]

At 25 years old, Melissa Broman was quite the beauty. She had long, dark brown hair, flawlessly tanned skin and a pair of innocent, wide eyes. She was just slightly shorter than average with a petite frame that was faintly reminiscent of a bird, or perhaps a china doll - graceful but fragile. And the innocence in her eyes? In a club like this, it would easily have been called accurate. She wasn't a virgin, but she'd only been with one man before - her college boyfriend, whom she'd left after he cheated on her in 3rd year. She'd made the mistake of admitting her desires to him - he'd called her a freak and gone off to have more vanilla sex with a "normal" girl.

You see, Melissa was, at her heart, a submissive. She'd never engaged in any kind of sub play before, but she was keen on trying, despite her inexperience. Still, when she walked into the club that night, dressed to the nines in a sexy red dress, she was nervous and uncertain about what she might find.

There was a friendly woman at the desk who helped her find her place and recommended that she join in on the singles matching service. Apparently, everyone was given a card with a number on it, and each Dom was matched with a sub for the night according to that number. Melissa seemed interested in trying, so the woman gave her a number and sent her to the side of the stage where the subs - overwhelmingly female - were waiting to be matched.

When 17 was called, she found that her nerves didn't quite allow her to get up right away. She'd plied herself with a little alcohol to calm the butterflies in her stomach, but she was still feeling a little in over her head. Only then, she saw a man in leather walk up onto the stage and she felt her heart do a little leap in her chest. She was matched with him? Oh god, he seemed too good to be true...

The lady on stage seemed to think so too, and made a joke about letting him have his way with her later, which was met with laughter. Her comment actually managed to drive Melissa into action and she stood, coming out onto the stage a moment later. The announcer woman did a bit of a double-take when she saw Melissa - these two were undoubtedly the most attractive couple so far. She smirked as Melissa went by, whispering, "And that offer goes for you, too, sweetheart."

Melissa blushed and came to stand demurely in front of her partner, uncertain about what to do. After a moment, they were both ushered into a roped-off area, and Melissa swallowed the lump in her throat and smiled up at her partner. "I, um, I'm Melissa. I hope you don't mind, I've never done anything like this before..."

 

[Rocket1010]

John takes the lead with Melissa

John was standing next to the attractive announcer who appeared to him to be in her late 30's. As the crowd reacted to her comment, he watched a young and very attractive dark haired woman make her way to the stage. John saw her long dark hair hanging over her shoulders and then the red dress. The red dress was the clincher, tight fitting and showing off every delicious curve of her body. He was not the only one noticing the young woman, seeing the eyes of just about everyone watching her walk to the stage.

He chuckled when he turned and saw the attractive announcer take a double take as the woman made her way to the steps. When she climbed the steps and onto the stage, he heard the comment the announcer make a similar offer to the woman. John wondered if the announcer really meant that or was it part of the show. He saw the young woman blush when she looked up into his eyes, as he smiled down at her. The announcer positioned them next to each other, asking their names. John told her and then the woman said in an almost whisper, "Melissa."

It was evident to John that the young woman was a little nervous as the announcer said, "Well you two kids have fun and remember if you need help in the playroom, all you have to do is yell." The crowd roared at her comment and John knew some of them were thinking yells of pleasure and not for help.

When they were seated at a small table, John looked around and saw other couples exchanging pleasantries. His attention was drawn to the young woman eyes as he heard her say, "I, um, I'm Melissa. I hope you don't mind, I've never done anything like this before..."

John smiled at Melissa and reached out to politely take her hand. “I’m John and don’t worry. Everyone has to start somewhere,” he said trying to reassure her. If she was truly new to the scene he didn’t want to scare her off. He sensed she was still nervous and he ordered two drinks in hopes of getting her to calm her fears. “There is nothing to be afraid of Melissa. Everyone who comes here does so to enjoy themselves and indulge in some of the more risqué lifestyle. Some of them come to use the playrooms and others to just meet like we did.”

He saw her face relax a little and then a small smile formed on her lips followed by a questioning look. He was pretty sure she was thinking about some of the things she heard about and probably wanted to know about the playrooms. The waitress came with the new drinks and they both sipped them while they did some small talk about the weather but then John turned the subject back to why they were there. “I don’t know if you know about the playrooms,” he said looking more intensely at her.

He didn’t wait for her answer. “They are rooms where we can have some privacy for a little while and enjoy some of the things we are here to explore.” The waitress approached their table carrying a silver tray with a black collar and leash. “Compliments of Sophie, our emcee. She always picks some special guests every night she is on stage and tonight you two have been chosen. We have a room ready for you whenever you are ready to go back,” she said.

John looked at Melissa and saw a moment of doubt on her face as she looked at the collar. He had to take the lead and got up from his chair. He saw Melissa’s eyes follow him as he picked up the collar and started to walk behind her. “Tell Sophie thanks for the gift,” he said as he put the collar around her neck.

The waitress smiled, putting the leash on the table before she turned to walk away. John looked toward the stage, seeing Sophie looking at them and then smiling when the waitress evidently told her what John said. Turning to Melissa who was fingering the collar, he grinned. He thought about asking her if she wanted to go to the playroom but thought better of it. If given the chance she might opt to say no because of her uneasiness. Picking up the leash, he clipped it onto the collar and gave it a slight tug.

“No time like the present to get over your nervousness and fears,” he said. “Oh there is one other important thing. You need to tell me your safe word. You do know what a safe word is, don’t you?”

 

[slut_in_white]

Melissa found herself swallowing hard as the collar closed around her throat. Her nerves were still fluttering, but there was something about the feeling of the leather against her sensitive skin that made her body grow warm with arousal. Certainly the warmth of John's hands brushing against her skin had something to do with it.

Without John's gaze to hold hers, her eyes started darting about the room and she noticed several men watching as John clipped the collar closed around her delicate throat. A certain amount of pride rose in her, which seemed a bit odd - she'd expected to be embarrassed by the collar, but instead, possibly because she knew the people here weren't going to judge her for her chosen lifestyle, she simply felt proud that she was being claimed by the man she considered to be the most desirable man in the room. He was good-looking, his voice deep and commanding but also soft and calming, his touch warm and gentle but dominating. He knew how to be in control and she squirmed slightly at the knowledge that there was a playroom waiting for the two of them.

She noticed, too, that while John was being very kind and gentle towards her, he was still being commanding - he still hadn't asked her if she wanted to go to the playroom. He simply decided that's what they were going to do. And she found that she liked the way he took charge like that. She looked up at him when he tugged gently on her collar and smiled, then blushed as he asked:

“Oh there is one other important thing. You need to tell me your safe word. You do know what a safe word is, don’t you?”

Her dark head dipped in a quick nod as she began to follow him, her heels clicking on the floor as they walked. "Oh, um, yes, I do. I mean I know what they are, but I'm not sure how to pick a good one," she admitted, biting softly down on her lip. "I've been toying with the idea of using 'moonstone' as my safeword, but I don't know if that's a good one..."

 

[Rocket1010]

John and Melissa go into the playroom

The waitress returned telling them to follow her. John looked at Melissa as they walked behind the waitress to the back of club aware that a lot of the patrons were watching them, Sophie, the announcer, was one of them. "Hmmmm moonstone," he said mulling over her choice of a safe word.

There was no doubt she was anxious about where they going and what they were about to do. "There is no one perfect word Melissa," he replied, pulling on the leash a little. "It has to be whatever you want it to be as long as you remember it if things get a little too rough for you," he added as they arrived at the room and saw the smile on the waitresses face when she opened the door.

"You have one hour. Before the hour is over I will knock on the door. That will be a 10 minute warning to pick up and put away any of the implements you used," she said in a soft voice.

John led Melissa into the room and watched as her eyes tried to take in everything in the room. The room had a large leather table with restraints at each corner and at the top giving the users some options on how to restrain their other half. A cross stood against the far wall and a kneeling bench. John looked over the contents and decided he didn't want to scare her away on her first night.

Walking to the wall where a lot of toys and implements hung, he picked up some leather handcuffs and walked back to Melissa. She had not moved, but looked at all the stuff in the room. "Put your hands out Melissa," he ordered.

When she put them out tentatively, he reached out and secured the cuffs to each wrist. "We are going to start slow since you haven't done this before." Picking up her arms, he pulled them over her head and attached them to a hook and chain hanging from the ceiling. The sound of her gasp filled the room, as he saw her eyes darting around the room.

"Let's see what we have to work with," he grinned running his hands over her red dress, grabbing her hips and pulling her to him. "You are very lovely Melissa," he whispered as his lips met hers. He pulled her body against him, one hand remained on her ass while the other one, grabbed a large chuck of her hair, pulling her head back as the kiss deepened.

Breaking the kiss, he stepped back one step and looked at her. "You're overdressed," he said walking behind her, pulling the zipper on the back of her strapless dress. When the dress fell to her hips, he turned her around to face him, her exposed hard nipples staring at him. "yesss very nice ... very nice indeed," he whispered as his hands explored her twin mountains. "I'm going to enjoy these a lot, especially when I put my big cock between them."

John's hands massaged the mounds of flesh and then his fingers took hold of her taut nipples. He wanted to see her reaction and how much she could take as he slowly twisted them. "Do you like it when I pinch your nipples Melissa? Does that make you want me to do it harder? I want to know .... tell me Melissa."

 

[slut_in_white]

From the moment Melissa held her hands out, shaking slightly with nerves, to John to put them into cuffs, she was caught up in a whirlwind of activity. She gasped as her hands were lifted suddenly to the ceiling, catching the cuffs on a hook which left her body utterly exposed to him. A flood of heat rushed through her body, but before she so much as got the chance to even come to terms with that heat, he was on her, kissing and nipping at her lips, making her moan into his mouth. His hand on her hip was warm and strong, and the other came up to her thick, soft hair, pulling her head back in a gesture of absolute control that made her whimper.

She hadn't expected to walk into the playroom and find herself stripped to the waist within a minute, and yet, here she was, with her dress half-off and her partner massaging her generous breasts with clear lust on his face. He started pinching and twisting her nipples, sending jolts of sensation through her body that pulled little cries to her lips each time his fingers tightened or moved. Her previous partner had believed even this to be deviant and disgusting, so she'd never felt anything quite like it before.

"Do you like it when I pinch your nipples Melissa? Does that make you want me to do it harder? I want to know .... tell me Melissa."

Melissa swallowed hard. "Y-yes," she answered in a breathy, shaky voice. "Please..." She paused, taking another deep breath, and forced her eyes open, the lust in them clear. "I don't... Um, what should I call you?" She knew most Doms required that their partners use some kind of title - Master, Sir, or whatever else - and she had no idea what she was to call John. The thought of calling him anything like that was incredibly arousing and she moaned again, her arms pulling uselessly on the hook and cuffs.

 

[Rocket1010]

John continues to tease Melissa

John smiled at Melissa as she tried to find the right words, telling she liked what he was doing to her nipples. He let them go and then softly massaged them again when she said please.

"Very good of you Melissa. Wanting to know what to call me." He walked around her, letting her swing on the hook. She was the first one he had met that wanted to know and he felt encouraged he had found a suitable submissive that could turn into a long relationship. He saw her ass swaying and he hit the ripe cheek, still covered with her red dress, with his open palm, hearing her yelp just a little. "I prefer you call me sir until such time that you give yourself totally to me. When that day comes you will call me Master."

He swung her around to face him. "You are such a beautiful woman Melissa. I want to see all of your delicious body," he said in a low seductive voice.

Kneeling before her, he ran his hands up and down each hip before his fingers grasped the thin red dress and pulled it over her hips and letting it fall to the floor. He smiled when he saw the red thong, as the dress exposed her sex. "Hmmmm very nice," he whispered as his hands grabbed her hips, pulling her toward him.

Placing a kiss on her lower abdomen, he thought of going further but he decided against it. There would be plenty of time for that later. With only an hour, he wanted to get a view of the whole package and he was not disappointed. Standing up, he grabbed a hunk of hair again and placed a hot torrid kiss on her lips, nibbling at her lower lip. The fingers of his hand slid down across her abdomen, and he could feel her body tense up.

Pushing his fingers into the top of her thong, he felt the wetness of her sex. Pulling his lips from hers, he looked into her eyes as his fingers began to explore her sex. "You're all wet Melissa. I bet you'd like to have a nice thick cock filling that pussy hole of yours."

Pushing a finger between her tulip lips, he heard her groan as the tip of his finger slid slowly over the sensitive bud. Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he looked at his glistening finger covered with her nectar. Putting them up to her lips, he chuckled, "Do you like the taste of pussy Melissa? I love the taste of a woman's rich juices and I'm going to get my fill of yours," he said as he put his fingers into her mouth.

 

[slut_in_white]

"I prefer you call me sir until such time that you give yourself totally to me. When that day comes you will call me Master."

Melissa swallowed hard. No time like the present, she supposed. "Yes, Sir."

The kiss against her lower abdomen made her whole body go tense with anticipation, and a soft, desolate moan of disappointment escaped her when she realized he wasn't going to go any further. She was already wet and aroused for him, and her body was eager to be touched, but John seemed intent on taking his time.

He kissed her again and she gave herself over to the feeling, to the point where she nearly jumped in surprise when she felt his hand on her stomach again, crawling slowly but inevitably downward. Her hips rolled forward in a silent encouragement for him to continue. Her breath escaped her in a rush once his fingers met her wet, swollen pussy lips and he began to slow, methodical process of exploring her. Part of her wanted to scream and demand that he hurry up, but that wasn't her place in this game - and the awareness that he could go as slow as he wanted was actually even more arousing to her.

Still, when he drew his hand back out of her thong after only a few moments, she moaned in disappointment again.

"Do you like the taste of pussy Melissa? I love the taste of a woman's rich juices and I'm going to get my fill of yours."

"Yes Si-" she began, but her words were cut off by his fingers against her lips. Her tongue darted out and she began to lap eagerly at the juices on them, as much out of a hunger for her own arousal as it was out of a desire to please him.

 

[Rocket1010]

John teases Melissa with a riding crop

John pushed his fingers deeper into Melissa's mouth, enjoying the feel of her tongue sucking her juices off his fingers. "You do that so well my sweet submissive slut. I can't wait to feel your lips wrapped around my thick cock as I shove it down your throat." He could feel his own desire growing within him but he tried to suppress it. This night was about getting her acquainted with him and he hoped she would want to come back for more. 'Oh there was so much more to show her,' he thought as he pulled his fingers from her mouth.

He saw her eyes getting glazed over with lust and her breathing was becoming more labored. John knew she wanted a release from the sexual tension growing in her body. He leaned to kiss her and he smiled as her mouth was wet and hungry for his lips. Reaching around her, his large hands grabbed each perfect ass cheek, squeezing them as their kiss lingered.

When he broke the kiss, her breathing was growing louder as she looked at him. "Don't worry Melissa. I won't leave you high and dry tonight." There was a hint in his words that maybe sometime in the future she would be left to her own measures after he was done with her.

John knew the time was drawing near when the knock on door would signal the end of their fun time. He thought about taking her home or going to her house, but he wanted her to think about what happened tonight.

Walking to the wall, he picked up a riding crop with a leather tip. He saw her eyes get a little wider as he walked around her. Tracing the tip over her back and then her ass, he told her. "This can be used for pleasure or for pain. It will depend on your behavior as to how I use it."

Flicking his wrist, he landed a few blows on each of her ass cheeks, each time seeing her body jerk from the unexpected blows that she didn't know when they were going to hit her. Walking around to her front, he ran the tip over her breasts, tapping each nipple before sliding it down her body to touch her wet slit. "We are going to have so much fun Melissa," he said as he flicked his wrist sending the leather tip against the puffy lips of her pussy. He heard her groan and her body jerked as he tapped the lips again.

"Tell me slut do you like it when I run this over your pussy? Do you want to cum for me tonight? I want you to ask nicely for me to make you cum. Can you do that for me baby?" He had just got the words out when there was a knock on the door. "We don't have much time sweet slut. Do you want to show me how badly you want to cum?"

 

[slut_in_white]

Melissa had never had a crop used on her before. Her eyes went wide as saucers when John got it out and cracked it against her ass cheeks, making her squeak. And yet, the heat of the slight pain was blooming over her skin and the tingle that it left behind was actually quite pleasurable. She was panting by the time he was done, and moaned wantonly when he started tracing the tip of the crop over her puffy pussy.

Do you want to cum for me tonight? I want you to ask nicely for me to make you cum. Can you do that for me baby?

She moaned again, her head lolling back while her hips jerked of their own accord against the feeling of the crop against her pussy. "Please, please sir, please make me cum for you, oh please, I need it..."

 

[Rocket1010]

John takes Melissa to the edge

His own desire was rising but he resisted the urge to show her his cock tonight. The would be saved for another night when they would have more time to play. Her words about this being her first time rang in his head and he wanted to break her in slowly and not overload her senses with the other pleasures that awaited her. No it was better to let her get a small taste of the pleasures that could be had with him.

The way Melissa was responding to the riding crop pleased and excited John. He liked the way she moaned and the way her body seemed to ask for more. Each tap of the leather tip on her pussy lips brought a new more pronounced moan from her lips. She was getting so close to climaxing and he knew it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge now that she answered his question.

Her head moved backward, exposing her slender neck and the new collar with each successive blow to her puffy lips. "I bet you want to cum my sweet Melissa," he taunted her as he rubbed the tip deeper between the lips guarding her sex. Pushing it deeper, he smiled when her body jerked when the leather tip rubbed against her clit.

"You learn very quickly Melissa," he whispered in her ear as he ran the length of the riding crop shaft up and down her slit, getting it wet with her juices. "I know you need it," he whispered press the shaft sideways, making sure it was teasing her clit.

Pulling the crop from her pussy, he saw her wetness on it. Letting out a sinister chuckle he placed the shaft of the crop between her teeth. "Hold onto this slut," he ordered watching her mouth open to accept the wooden shaft. "Now for that treat you so dearly want. Spread your legs for me slut," he said watching her open them and in so doing made her arms stretch above her head.

"Mmmmm very good at taking instructions," he mused as his fingers trailed along her wet lips while seeing her eyes pleading with him to let he orgasm. Dipping one and then another finger into her, he slapped her breasts with the other hand. "Cum for me Melissa ..... let me hear and see how bad you want to cum for me," he whispered as his fingers dove inside her, feeling her pussy clutching at his invading fingers.

 

[slut_in_white]

Melissa opened her mouth willingly and obediently, like the good little slut she wanted to be, and her teeth closed around the shaft of the crop. She could smell her own sex on it, and it made her whimper with desire, the sound muffled by the crop.

He told her to spread her legs and she did, her eyes going wide with excitement at the prospect of finally getting what she needed. Her hips jerked the moment he so much as grazed her with his fingers. She cried out, her head lolling back when he shoved his fingers inside her, driving them in and out and making her jerk uselessly against the cuffs holding her arms above her head. She was trying to beg him for more, but the crop in her mouth just meant the words came out as muffled and impossible to understand. Her body writhed, and then, all at once, her orgasm crashed through her with a power well beyond anything she'd ever experienced on her own.

Her mouth dropped open and the crop spilled out. She barely strangled a cry loud enough that people might have heard it outside the room. Her pussy flooded his fingers with wetness. Her body jerked as his fingers, working her all the way through her divine climax, pulled aftershock after aftershock out of her, until she was whimpering from the overstimulation and trying to close her legs and squirm away from the sensation.

 

[Rocket1010]

John was enjoying toying with Melissa, seeing her body accept the fate of having an orgasm. He heard her muffled cries as her body danced with his fingers deep inside her. When her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, her body bounced wildly and then she opened her mouth, dropping the riding crop.

The animalistic cry from her lips filled the small room and he was sure the bouncer outside in the hallway heard her. John continued working his fingers inside her pussy, shoving them deep and then pulling out to rub her very sensitive clit. As her climax ebbed, he felt her thighs squeezing against his hand. He chuckled knowing she was trying to get away from his touched to her sensitive clit.

Pulling her hair, jerking her head back, he leaned close to her. "You are new to all this Melissa," he whispered in her ear just before he licked along her cheek. "I will cut you some slack this time but heed my words. When I place the riding crop or anything else in your mouth you will not drop it until I tell you." He saw her eyes staring at him, her head nodding while her body squirm against his fingers. He could tell she was trying to understand him while still trying to get away from his probing fingers. "And when I tell you to spread your legs and I'm enjoying your body you will not try to get away. Do you understand this slut?"

She didn't answer right away and their time was just about up as he pulled his fingers from her pussy. "For now you can clean my fingers slut," he said putting his fingers into her mouth. "That's it slut suck you hot juices," he added feeling her mouth sucking and her tongue swirling around his fingers.

When they were clean, he unhooked the cuffs from the hook above and then released her hands. Taking her into his arms, he held her while whispering in her ear. "You did really good tonight Melissa. I have a room reserved for tomorrow night for two hours before the floor show. I expect you to be here at 7 pm dressed as sexy as you were tonight. There is so much more to show you." he grabbed her wrist and pulled it against his groin. "And so much for you to play with," he snickered while he rubbed her hand against him, letting her feel the outline of his thick cock.

 

[slut_in_white]

Melissa's eyes flew open as John pulled her head back and explained that she wasn't supposed to drop the crop nor attempt to move away from him when he was enjoying her. She made a small whimpering sound, trying to relax her body and let him enjoy her pussy despite feeling overwhelmed by sensation, but he seemed to take pity on her and withdrew his fingers, placing them against her lips and ordering her to clean them up.

She nearly collapsed when John finally unhooked her from the ceiling, but he seemed to be prepared for that, and held her close while her shaking legs regained enough strength to hold her up. She positively glowed at his praise when he told her she did good. Her whole body warmed - this was why she loved Ds play so much. That thrill of pleasing her master was incredible. She nodded eagerly when he told her to come back tomorrow at 7pm, and smiled. "I will Sir. Thank you!" she answered, her voice still warbly and shaking from exertion, even as the blush rose on her face as he pressed her hand against his cock.

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When she came outside, she was surprised to find the woman from the stage was still hanging around, apparently waiting for her to come out. The woman pulled Melissa aside, smiling. "So, I understand this was your first time doing anything like this, right?"

Melissa blushed and nodded. "Y-yeah, I've never ever really played much with dom-sub stuff in my other relationships at all. Is that bad?"

The woman laughed. "Oh no! It's not bad at all! It's just that coming here for your first taste of the life is a bit like jumping straight into the deep end. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

Melissa smiled, then, touched by her concern. "Oh! Oh, I'm great. That was..." She paused, blushing. "Wow. He wants to meet me here again tomorrow."

The woman smiled brightly. "Good! Great!" He gaze lit on the collar that Melissa was still wearing and she smirked. "Hey, if you'd like, you can hold on to that collar and wear it back here tomorrow. I'm willing to bet he'd like that."

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The following evening, Melissa arrived at the club again, her heart pounding out of her chest. Tonight, she was wearing a little black dress with lace accents, and her hair was pulled back from her neck, leaving the collar she was wearing in full view. It was a good thing, too, because she was quite early and she noticed several men who had started to approach her and then stopped, apparently realizing that the collar meant she belonged to someone else. Not that it was a permanent arrangement (yet), though she was starting to like the idea of belonging to John more officially...

She ordered herself a drink to calm her buzzing nerves, and then took a seat in view of the door and waited for John to arrive.

 

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John meets Melissa the next day

When they left the room, John saw Sophie near the front door with a smile on her face. John turned to Melissa and kissed her softly on the lips and then telling her, "I'll see you tomorrow night. 7 pm sharp. He patted her ass as he looked into her eyes and then Sophie approach them. Walking away some distance, he turned to see Melissa and Sophie talking. He smiled when he saw Melissa's fingers roam over the leather collar.

After she left Sophie turned toward him and smiled. When she came to him, she told him Melissa enjoyed her session with him and she would be here tomorrow. John smiled and thought about what they would do together.

"So she enjoyed it," John said.

"I think you did just enough to wet her appetite. She was thrilled that I let her keep the collar too," Sophie laughed. "What about you John? Are you feeling frisky tonight?" she added rubbing her hand against his crotch.

"I would love to play but I'm going to save this for Melissa," he grinned.

"You know the offer stands for me to play with you two," she said with a pout.

"I have a feeling you will be joining us sometime in the near future but she needs a bit more discipline from me." Giving her a kiss, he told her he would see her tomorrow night.

"Don't forget the stage show afterwards," she laughed.

John smiled as he walked out the door. His thoughts were full of Melissa and the things they did tonight. He was already looking forward to seeing Melissa.

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John woke up Saturday morning thinking of Melissa. Going to the office in the morning, he didn't get a lot of work done. His thoughts were on meeting the sexy woman and continuing to enjoy the pleasures they started the night before. The afternoon was filled with mundane house chores but the thought of the long dark haired beauty squirming before him only enhanced his lust for her.

Arriving at the club wearing a leather jacket and pants, with a black button down shirt, http://36.media.tumblr.com/3551f0dc4bb65824476f6ad17913b047/tumblr_nwh81voe9H1su8gcoo1_250.jpg he was greeted by Sophie at the door. She pointed at Melissa sitting alone sipping a drink and looking around the club. When her head turned toward him, he saw a sweet smile form on her face. Sophie handed him the leather leash and he walked toward the woman he wanted to make his.

He saw her eyes on him, never wavering from his gaze with each step he took toward her. When he arrived at the small table, he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back and then leaned down to kiss her hard on the lips, feeling her tongue slide into her mouth like a hungry kitten. He loved the feel of her lips against his and knew there were people watching them.

Breaking the kiss, he smiled. "I missed you today and I like your outfit Melissa. Very sexy." She started to speak but he put his finger on her lips. You may talk in a few minutes," he whispered hooking the leash to the leather collar.

Without another word, he pulled slightly on the leash, smiling as she stood. "That's a good girl," he commented leading to the back of the club. He saw Sophie smiling from the bar area as they walked to one of the play rooms.

When they entered the room, he saw her look around the room, seeing some of the play things waiting for her. Turning to face her, he gathered her into his arms, kissing her fiercely on the lips. Their lips slid against each other, tongues probing and when the kiss ended they were both breathing a bit harder.

John put his hands on Melissa's shoulders and pushed her down until she was kneeling in front of him. "I'm glad you came to the club tonight. Now you may talk. Were you thinking about what my cock looks like today Melissa? Do you want to pull my cock out and see one of the toys you get to play with tonight?"

He saw her stare move from his eyes to his crotch and waited for her to find out what one of the treats he had for her tonight.