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Chapter Twenty

They went back to the club that first Friday. Besides going to check on things at the club, he wanted her to watch another performance with the needle expert. He was eager for her to let him try that on her, but she had been too afraid and he still hadn’t forced her to face that fear in particular.

After all, he had rendered her doubts regarding anal sex meaningless, and now she was being trained for it. He had her wearing a butt plug several hours a day, and though she was still furious with him, she was thankful. He was way too big for a virgin ass like hers.

At the club, he sat at a table and he had her kneel next to him on a cushion on the floor. Several people came to greet him, and he had introduced her to most of them.

She was sad to realize he didn’t have close friends in that crowd. They all knew him and respected him, but he kept them all at a safe distance, until James showed up. She noticed he became tense the minute James appeared.

He sat at the table and look at Alec and then at Katherine.

"You already collared her?" his questions made Alec pucker his lips, with disgruntlement.

"I don’t believe that's any of your business," Alec answered through gritted teeth.

"And yet, you feel you have the right to judge my relationship with Hannah."

"You barely knew her when she managed to drag you down the aisle."

"Alec, she didn’t drag me anywhere. The day she agreed to be mine, my wife, my submissive, was the happiest day of my life, up until then. She means the world to me and I just wish you could meet someone and experience a tenth of the feelings I share with Hannah." James replied, with passion in his voice.

"You're just fooling yourself, and one day you'll realize that." Alec's answer was cold and distant.

James shook his head, giving up. He looked at Katherine instead. "Don’t let him steal your heart, he will crush into thin dust." He got up and left.

Katherine stayed in silence, knowing it was too late for that warning and feeling the waves of tension emanating from Alec.

Suddenly, he got up and gestured her to do the same. "Let's go visit Lady Deviant. She should be ready for her performance." His tone was colder than ever, and his face only showed tension.

She followed him, a bit worried, but trying not to pay much attention to the whole thing. She knew what she was getting into and that she would pay the price, so she just had to face it and live it up to the limits until then.

They reached a small stage and the woman was getting ready to show her art with the needles.

They took a seat at a nearby table, and this time he made her sit on his lap, his hands clasped around her waist.

This time, Lady Deviant was using small needles, the ones used on syringes, and she had in her tray at least three different sizes, judging by the colors. She started with the smallest ones, piercing her submissive's breast, drawing a circle around the nipple with them. She picked the next size, larger than the first and drew a circle around the first one, before using the third group of needles, repeating the process. The final result was beautiful. Three rows of colorful needles piercing both breasts.

During the whole performance, Katherine's attention had been focused on the submissive and her reactions to the needles, because she knew Alec was going to ask her to experience it, since it was one of his favorite fetishes. Even so, she was aware of Alec's body, feeling how the tension he had experienced was slowly going away, and he relaxed, watching the show.

The submissive obviously felt pain, but it was also obvious that the pain was an instrument of her pleasure. The bliss written on her face was so clear, you could almost envy its deepness.

Lady Deviant exposed the submissive's pussy to the audience, just to show how aroused the woman was. She then grabbed a Hitachi wand and pressed it to the throbbing clitoris and it only took her seconds to come wildly.

Lady Deviant claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss before she proceeded to remove the needles.

Katherine was concentrating on looking at the scene when she felt Alec's hand sliding underneath her skirt and panties, chuckling when he discovered her drenched pussy.

"Did you like what you saw, girl?" he whispered in her ear, kissing and nibbling it.

"I'm invoking the Fifth Amendment, Master, there's no way I'm answering that question," she answered, avoiding his eyes, struggling to ignore his fingers running around her pussy.

"I'm afraid that doesn’t work with me, girl. I own you, I own that precious body of yours, your mind, even your soul." His answered was accompanied with a very arrogant smile.

"Oh, Master, don’t you think that's being a bit greedy? My soul belongs to God and no one else," she replied, obviously teasing him.

In response to her words, his fingers found her clit and pinched it hard, ripping a loud moan from her lips.

"Answer my question, girl." The order was unmistakable, and she felt compelled to answer.

"Yes, Master, for some weird reason I find that extremely arousing. But I'm not sure I could go through with it." Her answer was honest and showed her doubts about something so extreme, that she had never even considered trying it, until she met him.

"I understand that, and I'm just asking you to try. We'll go slowly, a step at a time. Do you think you can do that?" his eyes were locked on hers and his fingers never left her pussy.

Katherine moaned and squirmed in his lap.

"Oh, that's so unfair, Master, I can't think straight like that."

He laughed rubbing his nose on her neck.

"I never said I was fair." He kissed and nibbled her earlobe. "So tell me, are you willing to try it?"

Katherine sighed, but she knew she wasn’t going to say no. She really wanted to please him, and her curiosity and desire to experience it grew with every time she learned more about it.

"Yes, Master, I'm willing to try," she acquiesced.

"Do you want your first experience to be with me or would you prefer to have it at the hands of Lady Deviant? She is far more experienced than me," he said, his other hand grabbing one of her breasts.

She gave it some thought, but actually, she had no doubts. "With you, Master, I have no desire to experience anything with anyone else."

He kissed her deeply, happy with her answer, his fingers pushing her harder to the edge, rubbing, pinching her knob and her nipple.

"Master…" she begged, gasping for air, feeling the orgasm building inside her.

"Come for me, girl." He whispered in her ear, pressing harder, pushing her more and more. And she came hard, furiously, all over his fingers, not aware of anything else other than him and the pleasure he was giving her and he muffled her moans by kissing her.

When calm returned to her body, he finally took his fingers out of her, presenting them to her, coated in her juices.

"Clean them up for me," he demanded, and she looked at him and at his fingers, doubting. She had never tasted her own juices, but he wasn’t giving her any choice, so she opened her mouth and let him put them inside, licking them, and tasting its bitter sweetness, until she had them cleaned.

He finally took his fingers out of her mouth and kissed her once more.

"Let's do it." He helped her up, and got up.

"What? Now… Master?" she looked at him, horrified. She wasn’t ready for that.

"There's no better moment than the present, girl."

"I'm not ready, Master," she protested.

"You will never be ready, girl." She knew he was right, but even so…

He didn’t let her say another word. He dragged her behind him, directly to the thematic rooms, and in no time, they were standing in front of the one labeled as Doctor's Office. He opened the door and let her in.

The place looked pretty much like a real doctor's office, with its white tiles, and its sterilized looks, an examination table, and even a gynecologist’s table, with cabinets filled with medical instruments.

"You're very realistic with the decors, Master." She admired the room.

"We do our best." He guided her to the gynecologist's table and after taking all her clothes out, he helped her up. "Since this is your first time, I'm going to restrain you on the table, because I can't trust you to stay still. Keep in mind that you will always be able to call RED, if you find it more than you can take. Just don’t act out of cowardice."

"I've never been a coward and I won't become one now… Master," she retorted, and he chuckled.

"Good." He made her lie on the table, set her buttocks on its edge and started to restrain her with the leather straps and the cuffs added to the table, and soon she wasn’t able to move more than her fingers and her head.

He kissed her gently on her lips. "Since it's your first time, I'll use small, thin needles on you, and only four in each breast," he told her, while his hands kneaded her breasts and his fingers twisted and pinched her nipples getting them really hard.

Her breath was getting heavier and her heart was hammering hard in her chest.

"Yes, Master."

He picked up one of the needles and she closed her eyes, but a second later, she opened them again. She had to see it.

Alec smiled, approving of her courage, and teased her right nipple before he pushed the needle into her breast at the base of the nipple.

She let out a small cry when she felt it go in, the shot of pain rushing through her body. She was still panting from the first one when he inserted the second one, and the third and the fourth, forming an 'X' around the nipple.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, brushing the tip of his finger over the nipple, and she gasped for air, as swirls of pain and pleasure irradiated to all her breast.

"Don't ask me questions I can't answer, Master," She huffed between harsh intakes of air, feeling the sting of the needles each time she breathed.

"Are you giving me orders, girl?" he asked with a touch of fun.

"No, Master, I'm begging," she answered quickly. "I can't think."

He kissed her hard, his finger still playing with her nipple.

He finally let her breath and walked around the table to get to her other nipple.

Knowing what was coming, she whimpered, tiny beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. He repeated the process, and although the sting had to feel the same, somehow she felt it more. Not more pain, it was as if her body was more sensitive to everything, and sensations were multiplied a thousand times.

Shudders rippled through her body, and she sobbed.

He was done, and he took a step back to admire his work. She looked so beautiful. With her eyes closed, her lips tight, the expression on her face was beyond words. He took his cell phone out and took a few pictures of her. He was sure she would love to see them.

Laying the phone aside, he returned next to her, between her spread legs, kissing her belly gently, making her open wide her eyes.

"You look so beautiful, girl." His kisses drew a fire trail up to her aching nipples. He lingered over it with his tongue out for a few seconds, before he finally licked it, circling the nipple just above the needles, and then pressing the hard tip down, relishing on her sobs and her pleas. He slid his hand between her legs, reaching her dripping pussy and finding her engorged knob, slightly rubbing it a couple of times.

Katherine was dizzy. Feelings and emotions raged through her and she wasn’t able to distinguish what she was feeling. Pain, pleasure and everything in between mingled inside her, and she felt on the verge of something she couldn’t even recognize.

When she felt Alec kissing her, escalating his way up to her breasts and licking her nipple, she almost lost it. But when she felt his fingers over her aching clit, she was overtaken by a powerful orgasm, pleasure and pain ripping through her body in perfect harmony.

He didn’t wait for her to come down; unzipping his pants, he released his hard cock and thrust it deep inside her, plunging it in and out hard, fast and deep, his mouth still playing with her sore nipples, dragging her along with him in the untamed waves of another orgasm.

When he was able to get air into his lungs again, he slowly pulled out of her, cleaned himself up, and zipped his pants back up.

Picking up an antiseptic solution, he withdrew the needles with quick, clean movements, and applied the solution, hearing her whimpers. As always, there was little blood, but he cleaned the area thoroughly.

He removed the restraints and carried her to a couch in one of the corners of the room and just held her there, in his arms, cuddling her.

Katherine was drained. Physically and emotionally. She hadn’t expected it to be so intense, so powerful, so mind-blowing.

She just wanted to cuddle in his arms forever and close her eyes until her body and mind reached their balance again.

"Do you want to go home, girl?" he asked, whispering in her ear.

She forced her brain to work for a few seconds. Home meant going to an empty room, sleeping alone in a huge bed. No, she didn’t want to go home, not yet. She needed his presence; she needed to feel him close.