Little Light of Mine (Club Decadence) (20 page)

Jonas, Rick and Sean all answered, “I’m on it,” and then scattered to locate her.

“Hush now.”  Dex rocked her back and forth as she whimpered softly in his arms.  “We’ll find her.”

Elena started shaking her head.  Regan appeared next to him and offered a piece of unwrapped chocolate. “Sugar always helps me, Master Dex.”  Elena accepted it and as she let it melt on her tongue, she closed her eyes and replayed the images she saw in her mind.

Shelby and that man, grinning, smirking.  The man leering and looking remarkably like… Oh my God!  She struggled to sit up but Dex held her tighter.  “Rest baby, please, you’re scaring the shit out of me.”

“Eduardo, Dex.  It was Eduardo.  He was with Shelby.”  Her exhausted mind, having finally remembered what was bothering her, shut down then and she eased back in his arms and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Twenty

Elena rolled over in the bed and squinted blearily at the clock.  “Dex?”

“I’m here.” He rolled towards her his voice rough from sleep. 

“Sorry I woke you, I wasn’t sure where you were.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m sore all over and feel sick to my stomach.  I think I’m getting the flu.”

“I’m afraid its sub drop, little one.  That was one of the most intense cases I have ever seen in all my years as a Dom.  Let’s get you into the tub for a soak.” He stroked her hair back as he looked at her face, assessing, searching and not liking what he was finding.  “Seeing that bastard shocked you, I didn’t get the chance to bring you down slowly like I usually do.  The sudden flood of adrenaline from your fear brought on a panic attack right in the middle of subspace and caused you to crash.  I’ve never seen anything quite like it.  You scared the hell out of me.”   Glad she was back with him he hugged her close and kissed her tenderly.

“I’m sorry you were scared, Master.  I was enjoying myself until-,”  Elena remembered the confusion and the overwhelming fear.

“Elena!”  Her eyes flashed back to meet his when he barked her name.  “Do not go there again.  Are you still with me?”

“Yes, what is wrong with me I feel so…”  she couldn’t find the words and shook her head in frustration.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of you.”  He stroked her cheek, looking intently into her eyes.  “Are you all right for me to go for a minute and start the tub?”

As she stared at him, mildly disoriented, he shook his head.  “You’re not OK. I’ll take you with me.”

Scooping her up in his strong arms, blanket and all, he carried her to the bathroom.  Sitting her on the closed toilet, he started filling the Jacuzzi, watching her carefully the entire time.  Finally, he set her down in the tub and turned on the jets.  “Come in with me please Dex.”  She held up her arms to him and he couldn’t say no to her request.  He needed some aftercare, too.  So, he stripped off his boxer briefs and climbed in behind her.

“Since when do you wear boxers to bed?”

“Since a certain naked sub, who was only half conscious at the time, started rubbing her naked body all over me.  You practically mounted me, baby.”

“Really?  I don’t remember any of that.”

“Damn them.  I had you flying higher than ever before and the mere sight of them brought you crashing down.  After you remembered about Shelby and-,” he stopped abruptly unsure of what she actually remembered.

“And Eduardo.  I remember that Dex.  It’s just foggy after you got me down from the chains.”

“Yeah, well after you remembered seeing Shelby with Eduardo, you passed out in my arms.  Fortunately, Doc Andrews was in The Club and examined you.  He said you were just exhausted.  Your vitals were OK and that I should take you home and you should rest.  I carried you out of The Club and Rick drove us home in his truck.  We took the bike, remember?”

“Yeah, I love your bike, Dex.”  She was obviously still not thinking clearly and was easily distracted.  “I love how I get to plaster myself against you and hold you tight while that powerful machine hums away between my legs.  It’s a lot like sex and practically orgasmic.” 
She sank lower in the tub, snuggling in his arms as the warm, swirling water soothed her sore muscles and stimulated her circulation.

“Good to know, babe.”  He chuckled at her response and the sudden change in topic.  At least she wasn’t worrying about Shelby and Eduardo right now.  Good, his goal was to relax her.  He grabbed her shampoo and massaged it into her hair
, then asked a question he had long wondered about.  “Why did you cut your beautiful long hair
,
Chiquit
a
?”

“I couldn’t stand it anymore.  He used it like a rope.”

“What?’

“Luis, while he was attacking me, he wrapped it around his wrist and used it to hold me still then he-.”  She still couldn’t bring herself to say the word.

“Christ!”  His voice came out like a sob.  She wiggled around in his arms until she was lying front to front with him.  His head was thrown back and a big hand covered his eyes and half his face.

She cupped his face with her small, delicate hands.  “I’m sorry, Dex.  I’ve had over two years to adjust, no that’s the wrong word.  I don’t know, maybe ‘process’ would be better.  But I’ve had a lot longer to deal with this than you and I forget that sometimes.”

He opened his eyes and looked at her, the pain apparent.  “Don’t apologize for what that bastard did to you.  I’ll tell you again and again and again until it sinks in.  You were the victim and you have nothing to be sorry, guilty, or ashamed of.  This was something that was done to you - not by you  -and I will not allow you to take the blame for it.  Understood?”

“Understood, I love you so much Dex.  You’ll never know how much I wanted to talk to you about all of it.  To confide in my best friend about the pain, the rage and humiliation would have been a game changer.  I feel like such an idiot now for hiding it from you.”

“I know honey.  That is the only thing you are responsible for in this whole situation, not confiding in me.  But you have learned you can never do that again, haven’t you?”

“Yes Sir.  I’ll never keep anything from you again.”  She leaned her head against his wet chest and sighed in contentment as his arms wrapped her up tight.

“Transparency.”

“What?” 

“That’s what we’ll have in our marriage, transparency.”

She didn’t know if he realized what he said.  Had it slipped out by accident?  He hadn’t once brought up marriage since they’d gotten back together, until now.  She wanted it though, so badly.  She lay against him in the warm bath and her body began to respond to his.  Both were wet and slippery and she easily began to glide her hips against his hard body. 

“You’re feeling better now, Elena?”

“Yes Master.”  She separated her legs and moved so she was straddling his muscular thighs and rubbed against his impressively hard length.  “I don’t think we got to finish my punishment last night, did we?”

“If you think that flogging was a punishment, I need to retake BDSM 101.”  He grinned down at the top of her wet head as his hands slipped low to grab and squeeze her round, wet globes that were just barely poking out of the water.  He landed a stinging splat to each cheek.  “Are you asking for another spanking my naughty girl?”

“Only if you deem it necessary Master.” Then she giggled against his broad chest and licked away a few droplets of water from his salty skin.  “But I was really thinking since you did such a magnificent job with my paddling and whipping last night....I thought maybe…you might like to follow it up with an even more magnificent… fucking.”

Dex stifled a laugh at her outrageous comment.  How he had missed this sassy little minx during their separation.  Still he corrected her immediately by bending his legs and lifting her naughty behind even further out of the water.  With this well-placed target, he proceeded to wallop her little ass with a dozen stinging smacks.  “Potty mouthed girls get spanked
,
Chiquita
.
  You know that.”  Finished, he grabbed a rounded cheek in each palm and slid her up his long body.  He expertly spread her thighs and slipped into her soaking wet pussy all in one motion.

Startled by the sudden invasion after the equally sudden paddling, she gasped, “Dex you fu-, uh fill me so good.”

He squeezed her tender cheeks and dipped his fingers between the globes as he tenderly stroked her from her tight little asshole to where they were joined below.  “Good catch, baby.”  He nuzzled her neck and nipped at her ear.  “I know those smacks sting more on wet skin.  You wouldn’t want to earn any more with that naughty tongue now would you?”

“No way, Dex I’ll be good.”  She sat up and with a mischievous smile and looked down at him.  She wiggled her hips, grinding her clit against him as she rode him in the warm, bubbling water.  She squealed when she felt one of his long fingers dip into her bottom hole.  Then she arched her back and gave him a stunning display of her slick naked flesh.  With both his hands occupied, she started gliding her own wet hands up her belly to her breasts where she proceeded to pinch and roll her own nipples.  She felt so good being with him that she was high spirited and playful again.  “You know Master, sometimes the F-word just fits so perfectly.”  She winked at him saucily.  “I could say that I’d like you to screw me, or hump me, or bang me, but it lacks finesse and isn’t very ladylike.”  She rolled her hips and ground against him, leaning forward she dragged her hard nipples across his slick chest as she rode him faster.  “No words can describe the carnal wanton animalistic sex I want with you except for that perfectly vulgar word that begins with F.  So what would you say if I only used it when I wanted it like that?”

“No slave, you know I don’t like that vulgar language from your beautiful mouth.”

“Not even if I asked when I was naked and spread before you?” Her hands rose to his chest and she abraded his small, flat nipples.  

“Not even then.”  She could tell she was getting to him.  His voice was deep and husky and rough with passion. 

She grinned wickedly as she leaned over him licking up his neck to his earlobe which she captured between her teeth knowing how much he loved it. “Please,” she cajoled in a sweetly singsong voice.  “Just when I want you to take me wild and rough… like now?  Just now Master, can I use the f-word just this once?” 

“All right slave, but just this once.”

Slipping her tongue into his ear, she traced the tip around the edge before dipping inside for a fraction of a second. 

“I want you to use me hard and fast.  Can I say it now, Master?” 

“Yes, slave.  Permission granted.”

Grinning wickedly she whispered in his ear in a low, sultry, seductive voice.  “OK, then I’ll say it.  Please Master, fornicate me.” 

She squealed as he surged up out of the water with her clasped firmly in his arms.  He set her down on all fours atop the thick bath mat and slammed into her from behind.  “Your wish is my command you naughty, teasing slave.  I’ll fornicate you so hard you won’t walk straight
for a week.”   She squealed in delight and her laughter joined with his as they fornicated again and again on the bathroom floor.  Later, they cuddled close in their comfortable bed, both lying exhausted but happy in each other’s arms.

Chapter Twenty-One

Elena felt tired and drained the entire next day.  Dex made her stay at home and in bed for three.  She grumbled, complained and bitched which led to the two
well-deserved over the knee spankings she had earned with her behavior.  Finally, she gave in and obeyed.  She knew his need for caretaking equaled her need to be taken care of.  However, she was bored out of her mind.  So, on the last day of her confinement she invited her friends over to keep her company.  When Dex came home after work that evening he found Lexie, Joanna, Regan, Megan and little Connor and Caleb had invaded his living room.

He looked at Elena with that raised brow that all good Doms seemed to possess.  “You are supposed to be resting
,
Chiquit
a
.”

Regan was the first to defend her friend.  “She has been Dex; we’ve waited on her hand and foot.” 

Joanna chimed in. “I cooked her a good hot lunch and have something warming in the oven for you two for dinner.”

Lexie added, “And as a licensed health
care professional, I oversaw the whole thing so I can verify she did indeed rest today.” 

They all smiled innocently at the big, intimidating Dom.  He turned to Megan and admired her sleeping two-week-old twins.  “I’m surprised Cap let you out of the house already Meg.”

“I’m supposed to be resting also, outside of caring for my two handsome gentlemen here.  And I can promise you Dex that I contributed nothing but my company and the boys as entertainment today.  I’ll thank you to let Cap know that when he asks you about it later on.”  The others burst out laughing as Megan campaigned for his support.  They knew that Cap was a strict disciplinarian.  He had set forth rules for his wife that encompassed her health and safety and now they extended to his newborn sons.  Any deviation from what was expected would be taken out on Megan’s behind.   

The following Wednesday Elena was back at The Club performing in the lounge as scheduled.  It was LBD Wednesday, which had become a weekly event.  The girls were joined by a few other friends and the margaritas were being consumed by the pitcher.  Elena smiled at the crowd from behind her microphone.  She looked beyond the head table and noticed that most of the other women present were also in little black dresses of one style or another.  Regan and Megan were indeed the trendsetters at The Club.

During her first break she visited with her friends at their table.  She was amused at the constant parade of Doms, mostly owners that passed by the table to “check in” with their girls.  Megan had muttered, “More like checkup on.”  This was her first night back since giving birth and she had until 10 o’clock before she needed to get home to her babies.  She actually signaled for Tony about thirty minutes early when she moaned uncomfortably as her breasts, full of milk, became too painful.  She apologized to her friends who watched in understanding as the new parents eagerly left to go home to their adorable sons.

Before her break was over,
Master Sean came to find Elena and surprised her by asking to speak to her privately.  She was further shocked when he apologized.  “Elena, I’m sorry and take full responsibility for last week and the incident with Shelby.”

“Why?  How did you have anything to do with her slapping me and being a… witch.”  She grinned impishly at him, she’d come a hair from using the B word in front of Sean.  He shook her off though, serious and intent on the discussion.

“I believed the Sub on duty when she told me she had already left.  I told her about the suspension and not to allow her to return.  She says she didn’t, but there was a shift change later.  I haven’t been able to talk to that sub yet, but she had to have let her back in.  Although I’d already deactivated her thumb print from the scanner.”  Sean looked away with a frown.  Elena could see the look of frustration and concern on his face. 

“Shelby still being here was a surprise.  Eduardo being here with her was shocking.  Did she usually keep company with drug dealers?”

“Not that I ever knew, but she must have been the one to let him in the member’s area.  It’s the only explanation.  Regardless, I am re-keying the entire place and resetting the thumbprint security system.  Everyone will have to be re-scanned on their next visit.  She won’t get passed security again, I promise.  I’m also adding video monitors at all outside doors and scanners at the member’s only entrance so that non-members will have to enter through the main entrance.  No exceptions.  Until the upgrades are installed, we’ll have men stationed at every door.”

“Do you think all of that is necessary?”

“Yes, I won’t risk your safety or any of the other member’s.  Besides ensuring everyone’s safety, we need to safeguard their privacy as well.  Our high profile member’s expect it.” 

“Thank you, Master Sean.  Not only for your concern for m
e, but for Dex’s peace of mind.  He has been on edge lately.”

“Don’t I know it.  He’s been all over my ass this past week.  I even offered to be his whipping boy for single tail practice, but he told me to fuck off and just do my job.  My job is security.”  Looking at Elena he vowed, “I won’t let either of you down again, Elena.  I swear.”

During the second break, Elena headed back to her dressing room to freshen up before her final set.  Dex was pulling DM duty in the dungeon due to a last minute scheduling conflict by another Dom and wouldn’t be done until midnight.  She planned to join him there to watch the play when she finished.  As the Master Dom and senior managing partner for The Club, he rarely pulled DM duty, instead floating throughout the play areas available to the staff and the members alike.  But tonight it couldn’t be helped.

Elena was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick and was ready to return when someone entered her dressing room without knocking.  She turned and was shocked to find Shelby standing behind her with a gun pointed directly at her chest.  Please God, not again. 

“Shelby, how did you get in here?”

A
smug little smile crossed her face and she shrugged, “I still have friend’s here, bitch.  You haven’t ruined that for me yet.”

Elena
instantly thought about Sean.  He was going to lose his shit when he learned about another security breach.  Even his elaborate new security plan didn’t have a contingency plan for an inside job.  She’d have to discuss it with him, if she lived that long.

“What do you want?”

“I want you out of The Club and out of my Master’s life.”

Elena believed the girl had finally lost touch with reality.  The crazed look in her eyes frightened her.  She kept an eye on the gun as she spoke, “What do you want me to do?”

“You are going to walk very quietly to the back exit where you will leave and never return. Do you understand me, you man-thieving bitch?”

“Yes, I’ll do whatever you ask just please be careful with that gun.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”  Shelby’s usually low controlled voice was shrill and grating.  “Now move!” She gestured to the door with the weapon.  “I’ll be right behind you so don’t try anything stupid.”     

Elena made her way out of her dressing room and toward the rear exit.  It was a short distance away and they didn’t pass anyone as they left.  When they walked down the steps to the parking lot,
Elena gasped as she saw Kyle, one of the Rossi Security men lying unconscious at the bottom.  Blood was streaming from a head wound.  She bent to assist him, but Shelby pushed her from behind.

“
Leave him and get in the car.” She ordered as they both step over the body.  Elena saw a black car waiting with the engine running and the back door wide open.  The front passenger door opened then and she saw Eduardo step out.  Elena froze in panic but resumed her steps quickly when Shelby pressed the hard barrel of the gun against her back.  “Get in the back, bitch.”

When she was in range, Eduardo grabbed her arm, forced her into the back seat and climbed in behind her.  Shelby slipped into the front passenger seat beside Bobby who quickly shifted the car into gear and drove off.   She tried to watch where they were going
, but instead found herself busy fighting off the groping hands that were undoing the fasteners on her top.

“Stop it.  Where are you taking me?  What do you want?”

Bobby chuckled from the driver’s seat.  “Just tying up a few loose ends.”

Frustrated, Eduardo ripped apart the ties on her bustier and bared her from the waist up.  He roughly grabbed her breasts as she screamed and struggled.  “I’m getting me some of what I was promised by Luis a long, long time ago.”  He clamped a hand over her mouth and pressed her head back against the seat.  “Quiet bitch.  I know you like it rough so give me a taste of what you give your Master, eh?”

Elena’s mind reeled.  She was going to be raped, again.  She couldn’t believe it.  She cried and yelled and screamed but the sound was muffled behind Eduardo’s hand.  He bent his head to bite her nipple and used his free hand to pinch and twist the other painfully.  Incensed, she clawed the side of his face, her long nails raked down his skin leaving deep furrows and making him bleed.

“Fucking bitch.”  He reared back and slapped her face, hard.  The power of the blow sent her flying against the side door.  “I am going to make you pay for that.  When we get where we’re going I’m going to mess you up.”

He used her corset strings to tie her hands tightly behind her back and then dabbed at his injured face with his T-shirt.  When he saw the blood stains from the deep scratches he cursed her again, slapped her several more times then went back to roughly playing with her exposed tits.

It wasn’t long before the car came to a stop.  Eduardo pulled Elena from the back seat and dragged her into what looked like an old abandoned warehouse.  He pushed and dragged her up some stairs to a room on the second floor.  She fought frantically as she saw the whipping post that was set up in the middle of the room.

Bobby laughed as he sat in a chair and pulled a smiling Shelby down on his lap.  He shoved a hand in her blouse and started squeezing her breasts.  “We’ll sit right here and enjoy the show, won’t we Shelby my slave?”

“Yes, Master,”  Shelby agreed and smiled as she rubbed against Bobby stroking his chest and moving her hand to his fly. 

“Yeah slut, suck my dick while I watch Eduardo whip your friend.”

“She’s no friend of mine!”  Shelby reared up in outrage, abandoning Bobby’s hard cock.

“Get your mouth around my cock, slut.  And don’t stop sucking me until I say so.”

Elena turned her head from the sight of Bobby forcing Shelby’s head to his crotch and forcefully driving into her mouth.  She could hear the other woman choking and gasping for breath.

Eduardo whispered in her ear, “Yeah bitch, that’s gonna be you real soon.  But first, I am going to punish you for scratching me with those claws.  It’s your turn to bleed.”

He dragged her to the whipping post and attached her bound wrists above her head.  He then ripped the rest of her clothes from her struggling body, leaving her bare and vulnerable.  He walked away and Elena was startled by the crack of a whip which reverberated like a
gun shot in the mostly empty room.  Scared out of her mind, Elena risked a glance over her shoulder and screamed at what she saw.  Eduardo had a twelve foot bullwhip in his hand, the length of which was coiled on the floor around his feet.  “Please, don’t.  I’ll do what you want just don’t whip me.”  She begged and cried.  She knew the bullwhip would cut her skin to ribbons and she didn’t expect that this psychopath planned on doing anything less.

He cracked the whip again and laughed as she screamed and fought her restraints.

“Better stay still bitch, if you move I might miss and hit important parts like your face, or your tits, or your dirty whore’s cunt.”  Bobby joined in his laughter.  Having finished in Shelby’s mouth, he had her straddling his lap to watch, his hand playing across her naked tits and spread pussy. 

“Whip her, my friend.  I want to watch the bitch that killed Luis bleed.”

“No, please.  I didn’t kill Luis!  Please God, don’t do this.”  Elena cried hysterically as she pulled feebly at her restraints. 

Eduardo was done waiting and she watched as he drew his arm back.  She turned her face away at the last moment protecting herself.  The whip cracked but she didn’t feel anything, only heard his maniacal laugh.  He was messing with her, tormenting her mind and enjoying every minute of it.  She heard the whip whoosh through the air and then it cracked igniting a line of burning fire and excruciating pain that cut through her body.  She felt her skin break as the long lash cut across her
, striking both buttocks and wrapping around her hip and thigh.

A
blood curdling cry escaped her lips from the agony of the burning pain.  She felt dizzy and her vision became distorted by a flash of bright, white light.  A loud bang and gun shots exploded in the room just as she braced for another strike of the whip.  Yelling, cursing and more gunshots echoed through the room.  Elena hung from her wrists helpless and confused.  She flinched and struggled when she felt an arm wrapping around her waist and a strong chest supporting her body at the front. She heard the sound of her own voice screaming, “No please, no more.”

“Hush
,
Chiquit
a
.  I’ve got you.”  The familiar voice comforted her distraught brain and she slumped against him sobbing out her relief and pain as someone else cut the restraints free.   The traumatic events of the evening overtaxed her beleaguered mind and as he gently lifted her she passed out cold in his arms.