Author: Kitty Jones
Category: Young Adult
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Aaron knows too much about me, and his presence is not welcome.
Not here.
Not tonight.
Another whack hits me, and then I feel my hair being yanked back so I’m forced to look up into Taylor’s eyes.
“Subbie,” he murmurs. “Have you forgotten your place so quickly?”
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“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“Your attention isn’t on the scene, little flower.” To everyone else, it looks like he’s having harsh words with me. I’m splayed out on a spanking bench, facing the crowd. I’m tied to it and can’t really move at all. Taylor, who is a big, muscular guy, has my hair yanked back harshly, but his words are gentle.
“I’ll do better,” I whisper. “I just got distracted.”
He turns, eyeing the crowd. I know he’s looking for the source of my distraction.
Shit.
He’s going to spot Aaron without a problem. Aaron is like a sore thumb in a place like this. Even if he’s comfortable in the lifestyle, Aaron is new to this particular club. He’s not from around here. He’s not one of the regulars and at Shadows, we look after our own.
Taylor chuckles and turns back to me.
“Tall, dark, and likes espresso, eh? You sure know how to choose ‘em.”
“Please,” I whisper. “Don’t call him up on stage.”
Some Dominants are into humiliation. Some of them like to punish submissives who lose their concentration by calling in other people to perform in the scene, but Taylor scoffs at my comment.
“Little flower,” he says. “What’s happening tonight is between the two of us, as agreed. Understood?”
“Understood.”
“I will never call another man to this stage without your permission.”
“Thank you.”
“Are you ready to keep going?”
“Yes, sir,” I whisper, and Taylor releases my hair.
He doesn’t kiss me when he does. In fact, almost everything about this scene is overtly non sexual. Yeah, I’m naked, and I’m tied up, and he’s beating my ass with different implements, but tonight is all about release for both of us.
Me?
I’ve got some shit going on in my life. I’ve got some stress and anxiety and a mountain of problems about a mile high. Taylor’s here because his partner, Hank, is in a wheelchair. Hank’s sitting in the crowd watching, and I know this is turning him on. They’re both into the kink scene, but they’re limited by what they can do because of Hank’s injury. He was in a car wreck awhile ago and is still recovering. I don’t have a regular partner, so we came up with an arrangement.
Taylor beats me silly, and Hank gets to watch.
Everyone wins.
When the scene is over, they’ll sit with me while I drink some water and come down off my submissive high, and then the two of them will leave the club together. They never stick around after a scene. I’m not sure if it’s because it’s an emotional time for the two of them or if it’s because they want to go get each other off.
Either way, it’s an unconventional arrangement, but it works.
Aaron doesn’t know that, though.
When Taylor moves behind me and starts talking about how he’s going to punish me with different tools, my heart feels full. Finally, I don’t have to worry about a single thing except relaxing my body and letting the pain just flow through me. I don’t have to deal with anything except allowing myself to feel this moment.