Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
On Saturday night, Sonja and Derek arrived at Club Indigo to find the lounge full of regulars having some sort of meeting. Mitch, Julie, Scott, Chris, Kate, Ruby, Sandra, James, Laura, Jackson, and Molly were discussing the munch the club sponsored. Until recently, Sonja had been a regular attendee, so they joined the group as Mitch was saying, “We need more club regulars at the munch, or it’s going to die. Last month, it was just Kate, Julie, and I with ten new people. That kind of balance won’t fly. It’s not a lot to ask the rest of you to turn up once in a while.”
James looked somewhat ashamed. “You’re right, of course, Mitch. Laura and I haven’t been since we got married. We owe that munch a lot. It’s how I found Laura again.” He turned to his wife. “What do you think, hon?”
Laura nodded. “Count us in for next week.”
Chris looked at Ruby. “Have you ever been to the munch?”
“No, Sir. Sounds like fun, though.”
“I’m in, too, barring a crime wave.” Jackson’s comment brought chuckles from everyone who knew he was a cop.
Derek turned to Sonja. “Would you like to go?”
“Sure. Munches are fun. Besides, I met Suzie at that munch.”
“We’ll be there, too, Mitch,” Derek said.
“Excellent,” Mitch replied. “I’m taking the night off. The bunch of you should be enough to cover for me. You won’t be completely on your own. Kate and Scott have already committed.”
“Don’t forget me,” Sandra said. “I’ll be there, too.”
“That’s what I like to see—members coming forward once a need is made known.” The new voice came from a beautiful Latina Sonja hadn’t seen in a long time.
Mitch jumped up to give his partner in the club a quick hug, “I’m not sure everyone here knows Elena, one of our founding members.”
Sonja whispered to Derek, “She does a touring BDSM show, so she’s not in town very often.”
The rest of the evening ended up being social rather than play. People seemed to have decided they needed to catch up with each other.
“Where are the boys, Elena?” Sonja wanted to know about her partners. She was rarely without them.
“I gave them the weekend off. We’ve been working hard on a new show, and we’re doing some classes and demos while we’re on tour.”
“What kind of classes?” Kate asked.
“I’m going to do one on fire play and another on wax play, as well as being on a panel about performing at Kinky Kollege in Chicago next month.”
Ruby said, “I’ve always wanted to try wax play. Any chance you might do a workshop here before you leave again? I volunteer to bottom for you.”
“I’ll think about it. Good to know there’s interest,” Elena replied. “I did set up a demo for tonight, though. Is anyone interested in learning about fire cupping?”
“We are,” Derek said in a strong voice.
Sonja shook her head, and Elena looked right at her. “Are you, Sonja?”
“Um, actually, I think fire is for cooking.”
Laughter erupted at that.
Derek tugged on her hair and murmured in her ear, “Brat.” He turned serious. “Do you need to use your safeword?”
“No, Sir. Could we talk first?” She batted her eyelashes at him before returning her attention to the Domme.
“I’m aware you aren’t a masochist, Sonja, but you won’t feel heat. The fire won’t touch you, and you’ll only feel the suction.” Elena spoke seriously but kindly.
“But I’ve seen the marks on people. The cups leave big bruises,” Sonja interjected.
Elena smiled. “Oh, yes, the cup will leave a mark, and depending on how long it stays on, it can last for days or even weeks. But it will not be painful. The marks are more like giant hickeys.”
Sonja turned to Derek. “Why do you want to try it?”
“Good question,” he said. “I want to try this to help you with your headaches, stiff shoulders, and sore back. It’s a two-thousand-year-old treatment, babygirl, and Elena has a lot of experience with it, no doubt.”
The Domme nodded. “I do, and your Dom is right. Actually, it’s like an inverse massage. You’ll feel the suction and some warmth from the rim of the cup but no pain or burning.”
Sonja chewed her bottom lip then nodded her agreement. “Okay, I’ll try it.”
Someone had set up a massage table from one of the upstairs rooms on the center stage, and Derek led Sonja there. He pressed his mouth to hers and worshipped her with his lips and tongue. Sonja relaxed against him while he undid her dress. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the entire club dressed in only her red thong, but Derek’s appreciative gaze wiped out all conscious thought.
He helped her up the table, and Elena said in a soft but clear voice, “Lie down on your belly.”
Sonja obeyed and listened as Elena addressed the others. “Basically, there are two sorts of fire cupping. We have stationary cupping, when we place the cups and leave them. With Sonja, I won’t leave the cups for longer than one or two minutes. If you’re looking to deliver pain, cupping can do that, but that’s not what we’re going to do tonight.”
People murmured, and she could guess this interested the sadists and masochists, like Connor and Suzie.
Elena continued, her voice clear and confident with years of stage practice. “There’s also running cupping, where you apply two to four cups and move them over the muscles along the spine, at the lower back, and the trapezius muscle. This is the cupping we use for relaxation and to drain tension. The suction will pull the skin and muscles and get the blood and lymph fluid moving. The spots where the marks are the most distinguishable are where we let the cups sit for a while.”
Elena lowered her voice as she instructed Derek, “Take a little bit of massage oil and rub her back. It will help her relax but also helps the cups, so they don’t pinch.”
Sonja moaned as Derek started to rub preheated oil onto her back and shoulders.
Elena chuckled. “Responsive and vocal, I like that.”
Derek’s warm hands left her body, and she almost whimpered at the loss.
Elena handed Derek a long tweezer with two cotton balls. “These balls are dipped in ninety-one percent alcohol. Which is your dominant hand?”
“Right.”
“Okay, always stand with your dominant hand on the side of the table, flame away from the sub.” Elena lit the mini torch, and Sonja’s eyes widened at the size of the flame. “Your subbie looks a bit scared.”
Sonja narrowed her eyes at the Domme. Was Elena making fun of her? The Latina winked, and Sonja relaxed back onto the table.
“Warm the edge of the cup in the flame and tap on your palm to test it.” Elena demonstrated, and Derek mimicked her. Elena nodded. “Good. Now, hold the cup on a forty-five-degree downward angle and move really quickly.” She showed the move, and Sonja squealed then giggled as the cup hit her back. Elena laughed at her response. Derek rested his hand on her head. “Are you ready for me to try?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She sensed his smile, and he patted her head before picking up a cup.
Elena guided him with, “In and out and on,” but when he placed the cup on her shoulder muscle, there wasn’t enough suction.
“Hold the cup a bit closer to her when you put the flame in,” Elena said.
Derek followed her instruction, and now she could feel the pulling from the cup on her skin and muscles.
Sonja giggled again. “Oh, it’s tight.” More giggles.
“Now, that’s a good sound,” Elena stated. “Remember, Sonja’s not a masochist, so don’t hold the flame long in the cup and only leave it on about two minutes. Let’s put the other two on, and I’ll show you how to run the cups over the muscles.”
Sonja fell into a blissful state as first Elena then Derek moved the cups over her larger muscles. She felt boneless, happy, and more relaxed than she’d been in days or even months.
All too soon, Elena ordered, “Push on the skin right next to the cup to release the suction.” With a pop, the first cup let go.
Sonja giggled at the sound. “Gross.”
Derek chuckled and popped the next cup. Sonja closed her eyes when he started to stroke her back with long and sure strokes.
“Oh, that feels good. I want to bottle this feeling.”
Elena laughed. “Well, I think we can say she likes it.” The Latina pressed a kiss on her hair. “Take her for aftercare, and I’ll wrap up here.”
Derek guided Sonja from the table to the red couch then accepted a blanket from Scott before they snuggled together. Derek gave her time to adjust, and she leaned against him. He stroked her arm and rested his chin on her head.
“How do you feel?”
“I feel amazing. I was a bit scared at first, but Elena’s teasing helped me relax. She’s good, isn’t she?” Derek kissed the top of her head, and she continued. “It wasn’t painful at all, just tight. Well, maybe a little painful, but in a good way. I feel relaxed, and my back is nice and loose.”
“What did you like best?”
“Hmm, that’s hard to say. I kinda liked it all.” Sonja was pensive as she tried to get even closer to him. “After the cupping, I liked the rubdown and when you were touching the circles—that was great. But all of it was great.” She yawned and could feel Derek’s chest reverberate with his chuckle.
“Rest, babygirl. I’ve got you.”
He did. He had her heart, body, and soul.