One Dom at a Time (5 page)

Damian kissed her. It was tender
and sweet and I wanted Melody to die.

“Stephen please have Melody’s
preferred drink delivered here and find Kyle for me.”

“Yes, Master D.”

I continued to watch and Mr. Lusty Master continued
to comfort the no longer crying female.

“You called Master D?”

He was tall, almost the size of
Damian, and he was incredibly gorgeous, it was hard to tell who was
the better looking of the two men. This hunk wasn’t dressed as an
employee he was a Dom.

“Do you have a sub for the night
Kyle?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Melody has need of some TLC and I was hoping you
would take her to one of the private rooms and make her feel
better.”

“My pleasure. I take it Master
Ellis will not be returning?”

“No he won’t and I want you to watch over Melody
until a new Dom can be found for her.”

“Again my pleasure.”

“I’m sure you’ve figured out at
that this is Mistress Lydia. She’s off limits except to the
subs.”

What? Did I just hear him
right?

Kyle smiled and went to kiss my
hand but a glare from Mr. Dramatic stopped him. Kyle grinned and
tipped his chin down in acknowledgment. “It’s nice to me you
Mistress Lydia.”

“Nice to meet you Master Kyle.” He
dropped my hand and I couldn’t help myself. My fingers grabbed his
and I raised them to my lips. My tongue came out.

Kyle fought a full out grin and
quirked his eyebrows at me. He then took Melody from Mr. Control
Freak’s arms and walked away.

“You will be punished for that too
my dear.”

“Promises, promises.”

I couldn’t help but look at his crotch where his
erection strained against his pants.

“I see Melody has you hot and bothered?”

Before I could draw another breath
into my lungs, Damian’s arms wrapped around me and his lips took
mine. They nibbled, they sucked, and then they devoured. My pussy
went into overdrive and my pelvic bone rocked against his hard
cock. His hand went to my braid and used it to tug my head back
giving his mouth better access.

After I was thoroughly kissed;
hot, bothered, and wet, his lips stopped their assault. His chin
rested on the top of my head and he said with a throaty growl, “We
can’t do this here. It will be bad for business and bad for you in
general.” His hand tightened its hold in my hair. Come to bed with
me when your shift is over. We need to get each other out of our
systems. I need to fuck you. Say yes.”

I inhaled his musky scent slowly
into my lungs. The soap he used and his spicy natural body odor
were incredibly erotic. I exhaled. “Sorry but I must decline and I
would prefer you not kiss me again.” I was glad he wasn’t watching
me lie. “I’m not sleeping with you and I don’t care if I’m in your
system or not. I have sex with subs and my private life is my own.
I might want to fuck you but I won’t. Candy is not good for my
teeth or my hips.”

His chuckle was low and rich. “Oh
you stubborn bitch. I want your teeth on my candy.” His hips ground
into mine and then he released me. “I promise my cum is sweeter
than chocolate and you can lick it off my lollipop
stick.”

“Argh, you did not just say that?”

“Oh baby, I want to talk dirty to you. I want…”

“Stop.” My hand covered his mouth
and the son of a bitch bit me. It wasn’t gentle either. “Ouch. Okay
Mr. Fuck Fangs, I’d like to explore your club and get to work but I
need a sub. I’d also appreciate a recommendation. Tonight I want a
male. He needs to be tall, with dark hair and eyes. Some heavy
muscle would also me nice. If you have a twin brother, I’ll take
him.”

Damian laughed full out. I loved
the sound.

“Your wish is my command and I have the perfect sub
for you. I want to see you work the St. Andrews Cross if your
game?”

“My pleasure Master D.”

Chapter Seven

Adam was a hot cowboy. He was no
Damian but I couldn’t complain. I left his hat on along with his
chaps. I worried that Mr. Fuck Me Tonight would give me a complete
loser. It was nice to be wrong. Though, it wouldn’t have mattered
because I was horny as hell and could get my rocks off just by
closing my eyes and dreaming about Mr. Palatial Penis.

The crowd began gathering while I
strapped Adam to the St. Andrews Cross. It was top of the line and
would lay flat which was perfect for what I wanted later. “Your
safe word?”

“Red Mistress.”

“We’ve discussed your limits and I
know you like pain but tonight I’m only getting familiar with
you.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I kissed him. It wasn’t anything
like Damian’s kiss but I liked to get to know all my subs this
way.

Standing, I removed a cock ring
from a tray on the side table and clamped it tightly on his
erection. He groaned.

“Shh, don’t make a sound or you
won’t like the punishment.”

I used the whip. It was new. Just
by warming up my wrist and snapping it a few times, my mind drifted
to the deep dark place I craved. This was my own special universe
where I could block out everything around me and concentrate on my
sub.

Adam trembled when I ran my hands
around his chest and then over his firm ass. I kissed his lips
again. His heartbeat picked up. My hand moved down to his cock and
I ran my fingers up the hard length being squeezed by my play toy.
His breathing accelerated more. Mine was slow and
steady.

“Shh, remember my command.”

He knew better than to speak. I
stepped away and released the coil. It dropped to the floor and I
rotated my wrist one last time.

The crowd went quiet and
waited.

I gave them what they
desired.

My sub was good and took the pain.
I checked a few times and he assured me through gritted teeth that
he wanted more. I would use Adam again. I liked choosing my scene
partners depending on what I planned. Adam would make a good
whipping post on nights when I needed a heavy workout. I also
wanted to see what Adam could do with his mouth. I craved
relief.

He broke. It took twenty minutes,
but finally his yell resounded through the club.

My body was slick with sweat and
with two more strokes of the braided leather I was finished. I
walked to Adam and began loosening the turn wheels that allowed me
to flatten out the cross. Raul helped. He didn’t need to ask what I
wanted, he read my mind. When Adam’s body tilted back, we unbuckled
him, turned him over, and refastened his bindings. I walked around
and shimmied out of my shorts. Facing the crowd, I grabbed the bar
above Adam and straddled his face.

“Lick me Adam, slowly, clean my
pussy.”

The crowd watched. My head went
back and I groaned as my orgasm built. I closed my eyes imagining
one mouth on my cunt, one tongue licking and sucking my juices. I
pictured his face, his grin, and those sexy dimples. The orgasm
pulsed through my pussy and I cried out. Yes, I would be using Adam
again. I hoped he remained unattached.

Slowly, my eyes opened and burning
dark orbs pierced mine.

My sexual release gave me enough
control to ignore his scalding gaze. This is who I was. I made no
excuses.

I adjusted the cross and moved
Adam to a standing position again. Pulling my shorts back up, I
tied the leather strings and then walked around and removed Adam’s
cock ring. He groaned but managed to hold most of the sound
in.

“It’s okay you can make noise now. This is for you
and if it feels good I want to hear it.”

I removed a cherry flavored condom
from the tray beside me and rolled it over Adam’s cock. I liked
candy and this kind had no calories. I worked my tongue over him
and then took him fully into my mouth. I sucked and moved my lips
while slowly massaging his balls with one hand. His cries grew
louder and finally he shouted and spurted into the
condom.

I looked to where Damian stood but
he was gone.

I began unbuckling the leather
cuffs from Adam’s legs first. Raul unstrapped his wrists and asked
Adam if he could stand on his own.

Raul assisted him to the couch
hidden by a grouping of plants that covered the alcove behind the
scene area. Each station had a small alcove for after
care.

Adam lay with his head on my
lap.

“Raul, can you get us bottled water?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Tell me about yourself
Adam.”

And it began. I knew I wouldn’t
want to leave El Diablo when my time was up but I would.

Raul returned with our water and
another thirty minutes passed. I could really use a glass of
wine.

“Adam, would you be willing to
finish showing me around? I’ll buy you a drink. I would like you to
continue as my sub this evening, are you interested?”

“I’d be honored Mistress.”

Raul walked over to us after we
left the area.

“Do you have enough to keep you busy Raul?”

“Yes, mistress. I have a Dom
interested in me and I’ll go up to my room and change if you don’t
mind.”

“Have fun.”

“I plan to Mistress.”

I looked at Adam. “I would like to
meet some of the other Doms. Are there any you think I would
like?”

“Mistress Anna is a favorite and
Master Jordan. He likes fire play and he should be at his station
soon.”

“I’m not into fire play myself but I wouldn’t mind
watching. Lead the way please.”

We walked out of the alcove and I noticed a large
crowd a few stations down.

“Is that the fire play?”

“No Mistress, fire play is only
performed at station five. You’re looking at station
three.”

“Let’s see what’s going
on.”

We walked over and I could see
between a few of the people watching. It was Damian and god he was
sexy. The butt plug in his hand made me squirm. He had a woman
displayed over a spanking bench. She was writhing and moaning
loudly. His hand came down on her lower back and then moved to her
rounded plump cheeks. Her body was lush and beautiful.

A scream rang out when Damian ran
the butt plug along the crack of her ass. She was behaving badly
and the damn thing wasn’t even inserted.

Damian’s hand slapped down hard
across her ass.

“I don’t mind hearing you scream
when I give you a reason but I’ve barely touched you.”

“I’m afraid Master.”

“I think I can help with that but I want silence for
the next five minutes, understood?”

“Yes Master.”

His finger entered her pussy. He
added another and pushed in, then drew them out. It was slow
torture and her rounded ass bucked slightly but she remained
quiet.

With my totally fucked up head
working overtime the scene didn’t make me jealous, it made my cunt
throb. I wanted to play too. Turning to Raul, I nodded to the floor
and he went to his knees. My hand went out and pressed his head to
my hip in a loving gesture. “Watch.” I wanted his eyes on the scene
and not me. I had a feeling I was giving away too much when it came
to Master D.

When her orgasm started, Damian
inserted the plug and Miss Screams A Lot let loose. It was high
pitched and irritating but I guessed some men liked it. Oh Lydia,
thy name is jealousy. I smiled and at that moment he looked into my
eyes. His ignited and I knew the flames in mine answered. I
couldn’t get away quick enough and poor Adam had trouble coming off
his knees and keeping up.

At two a.m. the club slowed down.
I spoke with several Doms and Dommes. They paid membership dues and
looked at me as something of an oddity but they were nice. I really
liked Anna, and we had plans for some shopping later in the week.
Adam scheduled with me the following week and gave me the lowdown
on several subs he thought I might enjoy working with. He also
spoke more about his poor little rich boy life and Damian was
right; money did fuck you up. At least Adam seemed happy now and he
was working on his master’s degree in psychology. Too bad I would
be long gone when he started practicing.

I made it back to my rooms and let Samson outside. I
fell into a fitful sleep and dreamed of Damian and his mouth.

Chapter Eight

I didn’t see Mr. Lush Lips the
next day but he escorted me to the club that night. He said a few
clipped sentences but after that he didn’t invite conversation.
What a grouch. We parted at the bar and I ordered a strawberry
marguerite. Yep, a girlie drink but I didn’t care. I never got
drunk when I worked but I needed to get Damian’s sour mood out of
mind.

I worked with two different subs
but I didn’t take any pleasure for myself. They never complained
and both enjoyed pink skin along with several orgasms.

I had the next two nights off but
had to be back on Saturday. I requested Angela for a new idea I was
playing with and gave Raul a list of what I needed. I gave
instructions to Angela not to shave or wax intimately before our
session.

Shopping with Anna and Raul was a blast. Always take
a gay man shopping was my motto. He and Anna hit it off and they
made plans for her to use him in one of her scenes.