“The wand produces erotic electric stimulation. It provides a warm tingling sensation, but used on a low setting, doesn’t have the power to produce real pain.”
Brielle sags in relief beside me, but I can tell this is outside her comfort zone. Mine too, if I’m honest. It takes a lot of skill and restraint for a Dom to learn how to use the tool properly.
Once we’re back in the hallway, I lean down to whisper near her ear. “How are you doing?”
She gives me a tight nod. “It’s all very…enlightening.”
I nod in agreement. “Have you seen enough?” This scene was a little overwhelming, even for an experienced Dom like me. I tend to opt for privacy and sensuous scenes, not the public, extreme play that is going on inside these rooms tonight.
“Which room is your favorite?”
The idea of getting her alone and out of that miniskirt has my cock hardening already. “This way.”
We turn the corner to a less busy area of the club. The ultra-private Pandora rooms can be used for private scenes.
I find a door with a green light, meaning that it’s available for use, and turn to face Brielle. “Are you sure you’re game for all this?”
“There’s only one thing I want.”
“What’s that?”
“The other times we were together were about me. You taught me to be confident and made me feel desirable, but tonight I want to see what you like.”
“I like anything that involves you naked, sweetheart.”
She shakes her head, frowning at me. “I’m serious. No more going easy on me. I mean it.”
“And you’re sure that’s what I’ve been doing?” Something about seeing her in this environment amuses me. I’m practically fucking giddy, and I can’t help but tease her a little.
“Yes. I…I think so,” she says. “I want to learn your preferences. Please.”
I take a deep breath, my cock once again flexing against my zipper. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“Absolutely.”
“Very well.” It’s like she’s flipped a switch inside me. “I need you to be sure.”
“I am.” She straightens her shoulders, refusing to back down.
“And you remember your safe word?”
“Peach.”
“Good girl.” I point to the door we’re standing in front of. “This is a private room with a locking door.”
“So it’ll be just us?”
“If that’s what you want.”
She swallows, her throat working with the effort. “I trust you.”
“Do you know what it means if I ask you to present yourself?”
Her answering gaze is inquisitive. “No, sir,” she admits after a beat.
I nod toward the door. “You are to go inside and undress completely. Then I want you to kneel with your forehead on the floor, so that your ass and pussy are displayed for me. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“We never fully outlined your limits.”
“I trust you.”
I can see her pulse strumming almost violently in her neck. As much as it pains me, in order to really push Brielle tonight, I need to call in some backup. I saw her reaction to Reece earlier, and I’m going to use it to my full advantage.
She wants to know what I like, and what I really enjoy is taking a sub so far outside herself that she’s fully reliant on me. I want to push her so she’s just beyond the edge of her comfort zone. It’s only then that she has fully given herself to me. And I need to feel that from her tonight. I need to know she’s really mine; it’s the only way to completely let her in.
I open the door, turning the light to red as Brielle goes inside. The private rooms are all nice, but this is one of my favorites. It’s a large room with a four-poster bed covered by a single white sheet. The only light in the room comes from a half dozen candles that burn in sparkling crystal dishes across the room. It’s a beautiful environment, made even more stunning by the beautiful woman who’s stepped into the room.
I close the door softly behind her, giving us both a moment to prepare for what is sure to be the most intense scene we’ve ever shared.
After several minutes, I’m ready, and I can practically feel the anticipation and nervous energy flowing off of Brielle, even through the closed door.
I open the door and find her exactly as I’ve instructed. She’s kneeling on the soft wool rug in the center of the room. Her forehead is resting on the carpet, her ass is upturned toward me so that my view is of her perfect pussy and little pink asshole. My cock jumps to attention as all the blood in my body pumps south, hard and fast.
“You’ve presented yourself beautifully,” I say, so she knows it’s me who’s just entered the room.
“Thank you, sir,” she murmurs.
“I’ve brought you a surprise. Are you ready for him?”
“Him?” she squeaks, all the muscles in her body tightening.
I’ve called Reece for help with this scene. “Is that okay?” I ask.
After several moments, I hear her small voice again. “I trust you, sir.”
“That’s a good girl.”
I open the door and watch as her breathing grows shallow at the sound of distinctly male footsteps across the floor. I can’t even begin to imagine Brielle’s mind space right now, but I’ve pushed her further than ever before, and so far she’s accepting of it.