Club de Fleurs 2: Sadie [Club de Fleurs 2] (Siren Publishing Menage and More) (12 page)

Sadie giggled again and asked, “So…what have you been doing, while I’ve been sleeping it off?”

Not wanting to upset her, but knowing he couldn’t keep information from her, Evan sat down and pulled Sadie into his lap. “I talked to the police and the DEA this morning. Unfortunately, they still don’t have any new information for us.”

“What could they be looking for, what could I have that would be worth mine and Dave’s life?”

Worried that Sadie would become overwhelmed again and afraid she would have another blackout, he tried to reassure her. “I don’t know, baby. The DEA thinks someone may have stashed drugs in your apartment without your knowledge. I have some of my men going through all of you things to see if we can find something and the DEA is checking your condo. We’ll figure this out.”

Sadie wasn’t sure she liked the idea of someone going through all of her things, but if that was the only way to end this, then she didn’t have any choice.

A knock came at the door and she got off Evan’s lap to answer it. It was her lunch, and sharing it with Evan, they ate.

Several days later, they were no closer to a solution to the problem. Sadie was going nuts. The men had not let her out of their sight. She had not been out of the club for several days, and was being extremely bratty.

Not being able to stand the forced imprisonment, as she saw it, Sadie decided to take Rachel and go shopping. She didn’t tell her men, and was gone for several hours.

The two girls entered the club, laughing and giggling. Sadie hadn’t had this much fun in weeks, and if her ass had to pay for it, then so be it. She was a big girl and could do what she wanted.

When they got to the main room, Dave and Evan were sitting at the bar, talking to Craig. They didn’t look happy. Sadie went immediately on the defensive. “Hi, guys,” she said carefully.

“And where have you been?” Dave asked.

“Just a little shopping, I would have told you, but I couldn’t find you when we were ready to leave.” Sadie had deliberately waited until both men were busy in other parts of the club before she left, and was sure they knew it.

Rachel could see the scene that was about to come down and knowing she would have her own showdown with Craig later, decided to take her packages to Craig’s suite, where she had been staying.

“Do you know how worried we were about you?” Evan asked.

“Look, I know you have people following me and also have tracking devices on me and my car, so how could I have been in danger, and it was just a couple hours, we weren’t gone that long.” She was still on the defensive.

“And that makes it all okay?” Dave asked her as he stood up and crossed his arms over his chest. “Just because we have tracking devices and people watching you, doesn’t mean we don’t worry about you. How would you feel if we just disappeared and you didn’t know what was going on?”

“Well I didn’t think about it like that. But you knew I was okay and you could have called my phone.”

“You didn’t have your phone. It’s in the suite. Go check how many missed calls you have.”

Oh shit, she thought, I’m really in trouble now. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly.

“You could have been kidnapped again. Just because we could track you, didn’t mean we knew you were okay.” Evan looked at her.

“Couldn’t one of the goons you have following me tell you I was okay? I know better than to think I was alone. I trust that you two are going to do whatever it takes to keep me safe.”

“Sadie, this isn’t over, but I am not going to stand here and argue with you. You know what you did was very reckless and that Evan and I are not happy. Go put your things in my suite and we will be in to discuss this after we have calmed down. While you are in the suite I want you to think about what an appropriate punishment will be. If Evan and I are in the proper mood we may allow you to choose your punishment, but I wouldn’t count on it.” Dave and Evan both turned their backs to her and sat back down at the bar.

“But…I…okay fine, be that way. Nothing happened.” Sadie stamped her feet and marched to the suite, muttering to herself. “It’s just not fair, nothing happened, and I’m fine, well I will be until they punish me. I should just go and see how they feel then.”

Even though she was pissed, Sadie knew she was in the wrong and that both men were right, as usual. As for her punishment, whatever she thought of wouldn’t be good enough for them, so she might as well just give up.

Putting away her purchases and looking at the new club outfit she had bought, she decided to put it on. Maybe it would help improve the men’s moods. A bright pink halter bra, with matching microskirt and thong, which she paired with her black patent thigh-high boots. The boots had six inch heels and made her legs look killer long, and the entire outfit gave her confidence.

Deciding that since she was in Dave’s suite and had a fully stocked kitchen she would make dinner for all of them, she started spaghetti and meatballs. Might as well face her punishment with a full stomach. Finding all the ingredients she needed, she also made a salad.

Having everything prepped, she poured a glass of wine and sat down to relax. The boots may look great, but they were killer on her feet, and she didn’t want to take them off in case the men came home. She wanted them to see the full effects of the outfit. She couldn’t wait to see the expressions on their faces.

She didn’t have long to wait before she heard voices coming down the hall. Jumping off the couch, she quickly got down on her knees in slave position, and waited.

The men walked into the suite and quickly became quiet.

“What do we have here?” Dave asked. Reaching down, he helped her off her knees and made a swirling motion with his finger, indicating that he wanted her to turn around so they could see the full effect of her outfit.

“Very nice, girl,” he said.

“Yes, very nice and something smells good,” Evan observed.

Dave reached for her and ran his hand over her exposed stomach. “If this is an apology, I like it. You still won’t get out of your punishment, but this is a good start.”

“Thank you, Master, I’m very sorry about earlier today. I won’t do anything like that again,” Sadie said quietly. They didn’t seem mad at her anymore and she was glad. “Let me go cook the noodles, then we can eat.” She almost skipped to the kitchen.

They enjoyed dinner and after the men sent Sadie to the living room while they cleaned up. Sadie sat on the couch sipping a glass of wine and listening to the men work.

Soon they came and joined her on the couch. “Now for your punishment. That outfit is too good to waste, so I think we will take you to the club. I have a new toy Evan hasn’t seen and I’ve been dying to try it out. What do you think, Evan?”

They had discussed her punishment while in the bar so Evan was on board. “Sounds good,” Evan answered, getting up and taking Sadie by the hand.

They led her to one of the semi-private alcoves. All the usual equipment was there, and an additional piece Sadie had never seen before. It looked like a bench with a frame and series of pulleys attached. It didn’t really look that bad, but she didn’t understand what the pulleys were for.

“Let’s get Sadie settled and I’ll explain as I go along,” Dave said. “Sadie, you need to be naked, so…Strip!”

“While Sadie’s getting ready, I’m going to get a few things we need from the toy closet. Evan, will you come help me?” The two men walked over to the closet and began discussing what they would need.

Since they hadn’t given Sadie instructions beyond strip, after she was naked, she took the slave position. Waiting on the floor she listened as the men discussed what they were going to do to her, knowing this was part of the scene. Anticipation went a long way and could be as arousing as the play was.

Dave and Evan walked back over to where Sadie was. “Very nice,” they both said together. “Now, up on the bench.” Dave pointed.

The bench started out normal width, then got narrow and then wider again. “On your stomach, with your breasts hanging on each side,” Dave instructed.

Sadie got into position, and Dave ran his hand over her back. “Good girl. I’m going to show Master Evan some of the features of my new toy. I want you to be very still and very quiet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Sadie was already getting in the head space for punishment and play.

Dave pointed out various things to Evan, but Sadie wasn’t really paying attention. She had drifted off and was enjoying the thoughts of what was to come. One of the men would occasionally rub her back or finger her pussy, but other than that just let her lay there. It was fairly comfortable. The bench was nicely padded and a good height for her.

Dave came around and knelt beside her. “Sadie did you think about your punishment like I asked you to?”

“Yes, Master,” she answered.

“And what did you decide?” Evan asked.

“Whatever my Masters please,” she answered.

“Very good,” they both answered.

“Tell us why you need punishment?” Dave spoke this time.

“Because I left the club without telling you where I was going.”

“And?” Evan asked.

“Because I didn’t have my phone and you were worried about me.”

“Very good,” Dave answered. “Now we begin. We’re going to put nipple clamps on you now and show you one of the interesting features about this bench.” The men knelt down, one on each side of her and each took a nipple in their mouth. Sucking and licking, nipping and biting until they had them the way they wanted.

Dave applied his clip first, and Sadie took a sharp breath in. “Too tight, Master. Ohhhhhhh!” she moaned.

“If it was too tight, you would be screaming, not whining. Deep breath, you’re okay,” Evan said as he applied his clamp.

Dave moved between her legs and slowly licked her slit. Taking her clit in his mouth, he sucked and licked it into an engorged state. “Deep breath, girl, the clit clamp is going on now.”

Taking a deep breath, Sadie curled her hands into fists waiting for the pain to pass. “Ooohhhhh,” she moaned. She really didn’t like clit clamps that well.

“Can you give me a color, girl?” Dave asked, rubbing her back.

“Yellowish green, Master,” she said, panting.

“Just keep breathing, baby, you’ll be okay,” Evan said as he took her mouth in a reassuring kiss.

Rubbing her back and speaking softly to her, the men calmed her. “Are you okay to go on?” Dave asked.

“Yes, Master,” she answered breathily.

“Okay, we’re going to attach all the clamps to a chain which will be fastened to the frame below you. We’re not going to use any other restraints. You will have to hold still or you will pull your nipples and clit. You control how much you move and how much pain you are in.”

That was just pure evil, Sadie thought. How the hell was she supposed to be still while they were punishing her? She couldn’t see her men, but was sure they each had an evil wicked grin on their faces.

“Evan, you can also control the clamps by moving this lever. Up to tighten and down to loosen.” He demonstrated.

“Oh my God. Oooohhhhhhh!” Sadie moaned as the chain tightened and released.

“Okay.” Evan laughed. “Time to begin. You will get ten swats with my strap and ten strikes with Master Dave’s cane. No coming. You are allowed to scream all you want, but other than that I don’t want to hear any sounds from you. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I’m going to tighten the chain. You might not want to move too much,” Dave instructed.

Jesus Christ.
I’d better figure out how to stay still or I’ll be in serious pain, she thought as Dave tightened the chain just to the point of pain. She couldn’t move at all without hurting herself.

The first strike of the strap came across the back of her thighs and she jumped. Screaming, “Oh my God,” she thought, I almost pulled my nipples off, and my poor clit. She grabbed on to the bottom of the bench to hold herself still.

Dave placed his hand on the middle of her back and applied pressure. “I’ll hold your back for you. You have to do the rest yourself.” He really didn’t want her to hurt herself.

“Thank you, Master.” She hiccupped.

Evan moved the lever and let the tension a little looser on her nipples and clit, feeling sorry for her. “I’m going to give you the rest of your strikes now. Deep breath.” He reared back and let the blows rain on her thighs and ass. When he reached ten, he stopped and ran his hand gently over the area he had reddened. Reaching between her legs, he stroked her clit and gently tugged the chain. “Come for me, baby.”

Dave knelt down and took her mouth while he tugged on her nipple chains. She came, screaming into Dave’s mouth. Evan continued to manipulate her clit and the wave kept cresting. After what seemed like forever, both men stopped and, patting her back and rubbing her legs, talked her down.

Once she stopped shaking, Evan knelt down on the other side of her with a bottle of water. “Here, take a few sips. Dave’s going to put some cream on your ass before he starts with the cane.”

“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.” Sadie was glad for the break. The sessions with her men were intense, but they were very considerate of her and made sure she felt loved and cherished.

After Dave administered her punishment, they flipped her over and Dave showed Evan how the chain for the clamps fitted to the frame above her. He showed him how to control it from that angle and both men took turns fucking her pussy. When she was spent and exhausted, Dave carried her back to his suite where both men fucked her into the night. Sadie lost count of how many times they took her and how many times she came. She woke the next morning sore and sated.

The next few days passed without incident. The police and DEA were no further on finding out what her kidnappers were looking for, and Sadie still didn’t have a clue.

It was Friday night and the club was busy. Sadie was sitting at the bar with Rachel enjoying some girl time and relaxing. Her friend Connie was in town and was going to do a demonstration with her partner Dean. Both girls were looking forward to the demo and visiting with Connie. The only person missing was Sadie’s best friend Jenna. Jenna was several months pregnant with her first child and her husband Kyle was very protective. They didn’t come to the club very often.