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CUT THE CARDS
Club Fantasy 3
Desiree Holt
Erotic Romance
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CUT THE CARDS
Club Fantasy 3
Desiree Holt
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2014
Chapter One
“Good
evening, Miss LeBlanc. Welcome back to Club Fantasy.” Anton, the guardian at
the door, checked her name off a list on a bookstand. “Reulas will be pleased
you were able to make it tonight.”
“His
email sounded exciting.
Something new.
How could I
resist? In fact, I’m looking forward to it.” She held out her hand. “May I have
a key, please?”
“Of course.”
He lifted one from a board set into a recess on the
wall. “Your usual locker is available.”
She
shrugged out of her thin coat. “It isn’t often I get a special call from Reulas
asking for my presence.
Or my participation in a special
event.
A demonstration, he said?”
Anton smiled.
“We
are introducing a new activity tonight. I believe he thinks you are the perfect
sub for it.”
“A performance?”
She lifted an eyebrow. “I
haven’t done one in a while.”
“Reulas
knows what he’
s
doing
. You
’re one of his favorites,”
She
knew that. She also had a feeling the Dom involved with the demonstration would
be hard
core
. For
some
time
now
the Doms
she’d
been
playing
with
hadn’t
really
fulfilled
her
needs
, More and more
she
wanted
someone
to push
her
past
one
edge
and
then
another
.
She’d talked to
Reulas about the ramping up of her needs. Told him about the extremes she now
wanted from her Doms. Reulas, being the careful person he was, questioned her
very carefully until he was assured she knew what she wanted and needed.
Satisfied, he told her he’d take care of her. Maybe this was his idea of giving
her what she’d asked for. Kelly trusted him. Knew he wouldn’t put her with
anyone who was too over the top. Still, he had acknowledged her need for a more
demanding Dom, a more inventive one.
Anton
nodded toward the cloakroom. “I’d put my things away. Even for someone special,
Reulas
doesn
’t
like to be kept waiting.” Then he surprised her with a conspiratorial wink. “He
listened to what you said to him and set this up. But be prepared. We have a
very large crowd tonight.”
Kelly
smoothed down her short, red leather skirt, adjusted the fabric of her
abbreviated halter top, also in screaming red, gave her long blonde hair one
last flip and strode into the main lounge on her stiletto thigh-high boots. She
paused at the end of the short hall, just as it widened into the lounge, and
paused to take a long look. It was indeed crowded tonight. Every table, every
couch and chair was filled. Even the bar stools were all occupied. An air of
excitement shimmered like electricity in the room.
Nodding
and smiling at some familiar faces, she looked around for a place she might
sit, wondering if someone would tell her what was on the schedule.
“Thank
you so much for accepting my request for this evening.”
The
club owner was a man of mystery. No one really knew where he’d come from or how
he’d come to open Club Fantasy. They were all aware, however, that he ran the
most upscale, exclusive dungeon in the state.
Probably one of
the top five in the country.
She had been a member for five years, known
by the regulars as someone who chose her Doms very carefully.
Never played with a certain one for too long a period of time.
But with a reputation for being responsive and sexually satisfying she had her
pick of Masters. That she was chosen for whatever was on tonight’s agenda
excited her, made her nipples tighten and her pussy throb in anticipation.
Knowing Reulas, it was sure to be something that would appeal to her
complicated needs.
“Allow
me to introduce a very special friend of mine.” He stepped to the side. “Kelly
LeBlanc, meet Tanner Sloat.”
At
this point in her life it took a lot to steal Kelly’s breath away, but the man
with Reulas managed to do it in an instant.
He wasn’t as tall
as most of the men she played with, probably not more than five ten, which
suited her petite frame just fine.
But it was a well-defined, sexually
sizzling five foot ten. His body was muscular, not gym-conditioned, but that of
a man who did some kind of hard labor for a living. Midnight black hair hung in
a thick curtain of silk just to his shoulders and matching hair dusted the hard
wall of his chest. His eyes were an unusual pale grey, fringed with thick black
lashes, silver beacons in a square-jawed face with high cheekbones.
He
exuded raw power, masculinity, and sex. Every muscle in Kelly’s body tightened,
cream flooded the tiny crotch of her thong and her nipples hardened, poking
into the soft material of her halter. An image flashed through her mind of this
man naked, standing before her, his cock in her mouth while she sucked on it
hungrily. Would his shaft be large?
Of course.
Her
eyes dropped involuntarily to his crotch, where the soft leather of his pants
did little to hide a significant bulge. She was instantly wet and needy and he
hadn’t even said hello to her yet.
When
she looked up at him a tiny knowing smile flirted with the corners of his mouth
and sexual hunger flared in his eyes. Tanner raked his gaze over her slowly,
taking in every inch of her. Now she knew what the phrase “undressing someone
with his eyes” meant, because that was exactly how she felt. At that moment, if
he’d told her to strip naked, get down on her hands and knees, and let him fuck
her ass she’d have done it without a moment’s hesitation.
Holy
shit!
She
swallowed and curved her mouth in a smile. “Welcome to Club Fantasy.”
He
dipped his head once. “I can see you’re everything Reulas said you were.”
And
exactly what was that?
“Tanner
is just back from a tour of duty as a member of a Delta Force team,” Reulas
explained.
Ooo
-kay
.
So that explained the ripped
body. She wondered if he had any interesting scars. Without realizing it, Kelly
licked her lips.
“I
picked up a little game while I was in…a different country,”
Tanner
said
.
“When
I mentioned it to Reulas it interested him. He suggested giving a little
presentation to the members.” His eyes looked her over again. “From everything
he told me, I thought you would be an excellent choice for a game partner. You
enjoy exhibitionism, right?”
Did
a bank have money? Heat sizzled through her at the idea of performing before
this crowd with this highly sexual man.
“I
do,” she answered. “Can you tell me what the game is about?”
He
held out a deck of cards. “Take a look at these. The idea is each partner goes
through the deck and removes any position or activity that they absolutely will
not do. Then they go through them one at a time.”
“Of
course, no one expects to complete the entire selection in one session,” Reulas
added. “So each partner picks his or her top three and then they begin.”
Kelly
cocked an eyebrow at him. “
Your
email sounded intriguing and
everyone is always looking for something new. I’m sure that’s why there’s such
a big crowd tonight.”
He
nodded. “If I’d told them you were going to be part of the performance we’d
have been so crowded the fire marshal might have shut us down.”
“Reulas
tells me you are a particular favorite.” Tanner’s voice rolled over her nerves
like the electric wand she loved so much, sending sparks along the surface of
her skin.
“He’s
very kind. But I do my best to please.”
“As a good sub should.”
He gave her a penetrating look
that pierced all the way to her pussy. Her inner walls clenched and she had to
resist the urge to squeeze her thighs together.
“Why
don’t the two of you step into the little alcove over there?” Reulas pointed.
“You can select your cards. When you’re ready, I’ll get everyone’s attention
and announce the beginning of the performance.”
If
Tanner hadn’t come vetted by Reulas, Kelly might have had second thoughts about
this. She was very selective with her Doms. But she knew the club owner
wouldn’t put her with a man unless he trusted him. Besides, she couldn’t
remember the last time she’d felt such a strong sexual pull, such a desire to
do anything and everything with anyone, no restrictions.
She
smiled at him and waited for him to precede her, following him with her head
down and hands clasped behind her back, already in her submissive role.
The
alcove was barely more than a niche in the wall as it curved back toward the
hallway. It contained a café table and two chairs and provided a modicum of
privacy for two people to conduct their negotiations away from the crowd.
Tanner nodded for her to sit then opened the deck of cards.
“This
is a new game to you,” he told her, “so I would like you to make the first
choices.”
She
took a deep breath, fanned out the cards, and started turning them over.
* * * *
Tanner had to use every bit of his
well-developed personal discipline to keep himself under control. His dick had
hardened and swelled painfully the moment he set eyes on Kelly LeBlanc. And his
entire body went on full alert. If he had less discipline he’d have asked
Reulas for a room right then, stripped her naked, and fucked her brains out.
What
the hell?
The
supple leather of her very short skirt barely covered the sweet curve of her
ass. His hands itched to slide beneath the material and probe her cunt that the
flimsy material shielded. Was she wet already? Did just the discussion of
exhibitionism turn her on? The first time he’d participated in a demonstration
he was astounded at how the excitement of exhibitionism stimulated him. How
intense his orgasm was when he finally gave up his self-control and allowed
himself to experience it fully.
Twenty
years ago he had visited a dungeon near the base where he was training, before
he was selected for Delta Force. He’d gone with a friend, reluctantly, and
become addicted after just one night. He’d learned the dungeons were a good
place to put all that energy stored up from missions. An experienced Dom had
trained him, taught him to respect his subs.
How to deal with
bringing them out of subspace and reinforcing the importance of aftercare.
In the clubs where he was a familiar figure he knew he was a sought after Dom.
He played right on the edge, but always with respect for his subs.
But
with all the women he’d met, all the partners he’d had, none had ever been a
punch to the gut like Kelly LeBlanc. He wanted to see her naked on her knees,
hands behind her back,
his
cock in her mouth.
Maybe with a plug in her butt and a vibrator keeping her right on
the edge of orgasm.
He might have a lot of self control, but there was a
hard edge to his desired methods of play. He hoped Kelly was ready for it,
because after only one look, he certainly was. He shifted the fabric of his
leather pants to ease the pressure on his swollen cock.
“Ready?”
he prompted. If she licked her lip one more time he was going to open his pants
and thrust his cock into that tempting mouth.
She
looked up at him. Whatever she saw in his eyes made her bow her head, cut the
cards, and begin to lay them out.
He’d
seen them all, of course. This was a game that worked for him whenever he was a
guest at a new club, or breaking in a new sub. It gave both parties a sense of
what the other would tolerate, would want, would eventually crave. He watched
through narrowed eyes as she discarded some cards, placed others to the side.
Interesting that she kept the picture of the St. Andrews Cross, the
single tail whip, the electric violet wand, and the rider fucking ball.
She paused at the three pictures of butt plugs, discarded two, and kept the
medium sized one.
Oh,
yeah. He wanted that plug in her ass while she rode the inflated ball with the
dildo in her cunt.
Blindfolded.
Hands cuffed behind
her back so her balance was unsteady. Shit! He was getting hot just thinking
about it. His cock hardened, his balls tingled and the blood in his veins
flowed in a heated rush. Her scent drifting up to his nostrils aroused him even
more. He bet the juice of her pussy tasted like the finest nectar. Shit, his
tongue tingled just at the thought of it.
