Bryan's perpective:
After an incredible weekend introducing Eva to the sweet pleasures of submission, I'm trying to get back to my normal life. She's back with her stupid husband, whom she doesn't love, and I... Well, let's face it, there's nothing normal about my life. As a photographer, I work impossible hours, party with models, and live the lifestyle 90% of the planet dreams of.
Tonight, I need to clear my head. I'm off to the club, looking for some S&M fun. Maybe sodomizing a naughty submissive will make me forget how good Eva's ass was.
As soon as I arrive at the club, I can feel it in the air: Derek, the owner, is back. His wife, Sylvia, is not at the entrance to greet customers. Derek usually travels for business and pleasure, while Sylvia looks after the club. It's one of the agreements they have. But when Derek's around, the whole club knows it. Anticipating the situation, I decide not to stay on the ground floor and head straight for the basement. I'm mainly interested in the playroom tonight anyway.
The playroom may look like a torture chamber, but it's a paradise for any true S&M enthusiast. It's busy tonight. Like every Saturday night, in fact. The regulars get together and don't spend hours dining and dancing on the upper floor, they often go straight to the festivities. Especially when there's the promise of a good show with Derek around. As a matter of fact, I see that Derek is on the stage in the center of the room. All eyes are on him. Well, him and Sylvia. Poor thing, he didn't go easy on her and doesn't seem to be done yet. Sylvia, who's usually so proud, is tied up on a punishment bench, ass in the air, being whipped by her husband. I guess this is what happens when two dominants fall in love and try to make a marriage out of it. Fascinated by the scene, I sit on a sofa. I don't want to miss a thing of the torture Derek is about to inflict on Sylvia.
"What do you say to your master, eh? What do we say?"
Sylvia tries to thank him, but Derek steps in front of her and shoves his entire cock into her mouth. Nine inches deep in her throat as the son of a bitch continues to whip her ass. Over time, Sylvia became something of a friend to me. But since the last time I was here, I saw her on this very stage whipping and degrading Eva, I must admit I'm not unhappy to see her being tamed like that. My dick is starting to throb. I'd like to get a slut's mouth so I can empty my balls.
Luckily, a dominatrix sits down next to me. I recognize her face, but I can't remember her name. I know I won't get anything out of her, but what interests me is the submissive sitting at her feet. Petite, with small breasts, her blond hair is braided and falls down her back. She keeps her eyes on the ground, which shows how docile she is. Completely naked, except for her collar, her leash is attached to the plug in her ass. The idea of playing with her seems very pleasant.
"Derek is on fire tonight. Skank took it hard on her ass and pussy. I wouldn't want to be her," says the dominatrix to start the conversation.
I offer her a polite smile, unable to take my eyes off the scene for too long. I should be nice if I want the favors of her submissive.
"Well, now that I've punished the slut, it's time to put her ass to good use. Do I have a sub in the room who deserves to be rewarded for being a good boy?" Derek asks the audience.
Immediately, several dominants raise their hands to offer their pet's services. Sylvia, who understands exactly what is going on, implores her husband with her eyes.
"Please master, anything but this!"
Derek shuts her up before choosing a couple. The selected dominatrix walks on stage with her submissive. He is a well-known man at the club, He’s got a foot-worshipping fetish, but is best known for having an impressive erection. He's already quite hard up. Well, who wouldn't be? I can't believe Derek would offer Sylvia's tight hole to a vulgar sub. How humiliating for her!
"So, your mistress tells me you're a good boy. That deserves a reward. I'll give you the chance to relieve yourself in this whore's ass. And once you've cum inside her, don't forget to stick your dick in her mouth so she can clean it properly."
The audience is delighted by the turn of events. Not as delighted as this male slave who takes his place behind Sylvia, ready to consume his privilege under the watchful eye of the masters.
"Say, am I wrong or were you here last week with a little brunette?"
Annoyed, I turn to the woman beside me, knowing full well that she's talking about Eva. That's one of the reasons I didn't want to bring her here. Not because I was afraid, she'd run off. No, Eva's always been able to surprise me underneath her shy exterior. I was concerned she'd be so good that everyone would talk to me about her.
"No, you're not wrong."
"Man, that girl put on quite a show. Sylvia gave her a hard time with the dice game, but she seemed to enjoy it. If she comes back, are you gonna let me play with her?"
"I will consider it if you let me use your pet now."
The woman smiles and hands me the leash of her sub.
"Nina, you will obey the gentleman over here. Make sure he's happy with you," she adds as instructions.
The truth is, I doubt Eva will ever come back here. But I prefer to live in denial. Besides, I can now use Nina's mouth to jerk off while I watch Sylvia take it in the ass like a low-class bitch.
It doesn't take long for the man to ejaculate into Sylvia's ass. I feel I'm about to cum too, but I'm holding back so I can enjoy the show Derek keeps offering. He makes sure everyone in the room has a good view of his wife's gaping anus from which a long stream of semen is flowing. Then he orders the submissive to stick his limp dick in Sylvia's mouth so she can clean it off. Once Sylvia finishes the dirty job, he makes her kneel in a corner, hand on her head and tells her that she'll be at the guests' disposal for the rest of the evening. Then, before going off to enjoy himself, he thanks the dominatrix for lending him his submissive and, as a reward, tells her that she can always demand that Sylvia be at her service, even in his absence. The woman's eyes light up as Sylvia tries to hold back her rage. As for me, I finally come in the mouth of the slut at my feet.
"Not bad, but let's see how you stand the whip," I tell her as my cum still fills her mouth.
Nina entertained me for most of the evening. She's a good girl, her mistress can be proud of her training. But I find it hard to stop thinking about Eva. What is she doing? Is she with her husband? Is he fucking her? Is she coming? I have to cut the evening short. It's not fair for Nina and it could be dangerous if I fail to contain my anger.
Just as I'm about to go upstairs, I notice Derek squatting next to Sylvia. I'd almost forgotten about those two. She's a mess. Obviously, some people had fun coming on her. Derek seems to think she's had enough. He orders her to get up and waves her off.
After being humiliated, Sylvia stands up and heads for the exit. I want to make sure she's all right, so I walk over to her.
"Are you okay?" I ask when I reach her.
"Go fuck yourself, Bryan!" she says and walks away.
I don't hold it against her. I'd act the same way if I'd had the evening she's just had.
"Bryan! What a pleasure to see you," shouts Derek, who seems to have only just noticed my presence.
I take it upon myself to greet him. I love the club and I love Sylvia, so I always try to be courteous to this man with whom I have very little in common. He's a sadist, whereas I get my pleasure from sexual satisfaction and exploring the limits of my submissives.
"Hello, Derek! Nice evening. I didn't know you were in town."
"Oh, I thought I'd surprise my wife so she doesn't get too comfortable here. You know how women are, you often have to put them in their place."
He laughs as I smile politely. I'm not sure Derek likes me very much either. But with my celebrity, I bring a lot of visibility to his club, so he makes sure to keep me in his entourage. Which to me makes him even more off-putting.
"I must invite you to my poker night next Thursday. I'm having it here at the club. Private event. Nice crowd. You're not going to miss it, are you?"
"Thanks for the invitation. I'll think about it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go."
I head for the stairs, hoping to bump into Sylvia on my way out, but she is nowhere to be seen. I think about Derek's invitation. Even if I'm not a big fan of the man, I'll probably go. I need something to distract me, and tonight's performance was hardly enough. I can surely count on Derek to organize a party worthy of the name to make me forget that the woman I love is with her husband.
