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caught in here, where he d managed to identify at least half-a-dozen laws being
violated. He had no doubt a cop or a lawyer would have been able to spot more.
What the fuck had Lynn gotten them into? Yeah, the idea of making her come six
ways from Sunday turned him hard as stone. What red-blooded guy wouldn t like to
have his woman become a total slave to his desires? Although he hadn t expected his
own reactions, he d soon realized he liked those games. Tying her up, refusing to let her
go until they were both worn out from all the sex, kept Mark s mind on sex more than it
had been in& fuck, forever.
Here s the toy store, his hostess said. Would you like some time to yourself, to
shop for your slave?
It bothered him when the woman referred to Lynn as a slave. Though she wanted
to become one, at least in a sexual sense, Mark couldn t help considering them equals.
He loathed men who used their greater strength to force their wills on women unless,
as he d learned when he brought home that flogger, a little pain could give the woman
pleasure. No, thank you. Then they caught his eye. A pair of handcuffs, metal and
very real looking but for the fact they were shiny scarlet-colored instead of chrome. I ll
take those, he amended. She ll like them.
Surely. You know, you seem reluctant. May I guess it s your partner who wants to
get involved in the BDSM scene?
Not entirely. Was he so obviously ill at ease? A couple of our friends put the
idea into our heads that we both needed breaks, her from making decisions she has to
do it all the time at home because my work schedule s a real bitch and me from
continuing being a workaholic until I fell over dead. So now I m supposed to turn
myself into a full-fledged Dom and make my wife my bedroom slave.
Mark didn t know why the words were just spilling out of his mouth. But then
again, patients opened up to him because he was a doctor, supposedly knowledgeable
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about their needs. It seemed logical in a way that he d talk with this staff member like
patients did with him, seeking guidance and reassurance.
Seeing people fucking and sucking right in front of everyone in the torture chamber
as well as whoever might be watching from behind the one-way windows reluctantly
fascinated him. He and Lynn hadn t played publicly in those early years, but they d
certainly fantasized enough about it before she got unexpectedly pregnant with their
older daughter. Here was the reality facing him, and he wasn t sure if that made him
eager or anxious.
A bald sub with a snake tattooed literally from head to foot was displayed on a St.
Andrew s Cross while three Doms took turns fucking all her orifices. Another Dom
across the room was busy dripping melted wax over a male submissive s exposed
penis. Those sights alone almost sent Mark running for the door. What the hell?
That s Snake Woman. She s a bit over the top, said his guide. As for the two
guys, the Dom there is into wax torture. Look, he s molding the stuff onto the sub s cock
like it s a condom. Different strokes&
Watching Snake Woman and her Doms was getting Mark hot, making him want to
join in the purely carnal acts, to command the actions of a masked sub, mete out
whatever pleasure-pain it took for her to come. He felt guilty as hell when his arousal
grew obvious, but he d learned some time ago that his cock had a mind of its own. This
place turned him on. Blood flowed to his cock when he glanced through the one-way
glass again and saw a sub giving head to one Dom while another one fucked her. I
don t want to share my wife like that, he said, protesting his own arousal more than
the unspoken suggestion of a ménage.
That s strictly up to you as her Master. Some of our members are into that scene.
Some aren t. The member who recommended you used to thrive on threesomes. Not
lately, though, since he fell in love and married his sub. Commitment tends to lead to
monogamous relationships between Masters and slaves, just as it does in vanilla
relationships.
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That made sense. You re certain members anonymity is assured? The hospital
administrators wouldn t like hearing that he was playing in the BDSM club, any more
than Lynn s brother would enjoy finding out that his proper older sister was getting her
jollies as a closet sub.
The club is very private. You pick your name, and once you walk through that
door into the dungeon in your mask, that s your only identity. It s the same for your
slave. She is your wife, isn t she?
Yes. Moments later, having signed up and chosen Master M as his club name,
Mark put on a lace-on leather half-mask that he hoped would protect his identity.
Gathering his courage, he donned it and ventured for the first time into the world of
hardcore BDSM.
For the first few minutes he felt ill at ease in the chamber, fully dressed while most
of the participants were naked or decked out in various provocative pieces of leather.
Arousal soon wiped out his discomfort, though, when a gruff-voiced Master handed his
hooded slave a new dildo still in its packaging and ordered her to see to the pleasure of
Master M.
It embarrassed the hell out of him, and he felt guilty as hell even though Lynn had
encouraged him to play, but there was something about standing there in the corner of
the dungeon with his pants bunched around his ankles, a cool breeze playing on the
lower part of his face and his naked ass. Something erotic about watching a strange
woman s black-shrouded head bobbing up and down on his exposed cock, feeling her
fingers brush his sac while she worked the dildo up his ass. It bothered him that, after
the initial pain subsided, he actually liked the stretching sensation as the plug stretched
his anal passage.
Oh God. She was sucking the come out of him, swallowing his cock while she ass-
fucked him with the dildo and lightly squeezed his balls. His qualms forgotten, he
clasped her head in his hands, forced her to deep-throat him when he shot his load.
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Thank you, Master M, and welcome to Club Rio Brava, she murmured after
licking the last of his come off his cock. Then she turned back to her Master, her head
bowed. Would you like for me to service you now?
Her Master shrugged, apparently unconcerned that his slave had just gotten a
stranger off. Go over and position yourself on that fucking swing. Master M, I echo my
slave s welcome. Come anytime, he said, chuckling as he donned a condom and
rammed his impressive, pierced cock up his slave s puckered asshole. His cleanly
shaved ball sac bounced against her plump pink labia with every stroke. Being hairless,
the way Mark had noticed both of them were, had to enhance the sensations of sex.
Before he left, Mark spent another hour watching, and another wad of money,
buying trappings of the lifestyle he was pretty sure now he and Lynn were going to
enjoy. He could hardly wait to see her in the stretchy black cat suit with cutouts for her
nipples and pussy, swaying on the six-inch heels he d bought. Or the red corset and
black thigh-high stockings that would leave her breasts and cunt completely bare.
When he started looking at club attire for himself, he wondered what she d like
best. Something simple, like this pair of skintight black leather pants. They d keep his
bad leg out of sight while exposing his crotch. Yeah, Lynn would like them, a lot. It
didn t matter, because she could always pick him out something else, so long as it
covered up a fair amount of him below the waist. Thinking she d get a kick out of
seeing him in a cock harness like the one he d noticed one of the Doms wearing earlier,
he tossed one in his cart. Like a jock strap except that it had a round hole for a cock and
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