This Is War - Chapter 36 - Room 236
It didn’t take me long to figure out what was happening.
And that was totally fine with me.
I’d seen an entirely new side of him over the past couple hours.
He wasn’t just a cocky asshole. He was a former scrawny nerd with deep scars from Kat’s bitchy claws.
So he put on a cocky facade to prevent himself from getting hurt again.
Tonight, though…the only one getting hurt was going to be me. In a sexy way, I hoped.
Oh God. I’d read some books about it and seen a few videos, but I’d never considered trying BDSM. I hoped he wouldn’t be too extreme. I could handle a blindfold and some handcuffs, but I wasn’t ready for him to alligator clamp my nipples to a car battery.
I started making a mental list of my hard limits as I climbed the stairs. No anal beads. No butt stuff at all, actually. Except light spanking. That would be fine. And handcuffs could be fun…
Focus! My hard limits brainstorm was quickly turning into a list of fantasies.
You really can’t blame me though. I mean…
just a few hours ago Tanner had been the ultimate tease.
And then grinding all up on Cole had got me hot and bothered all over again.
I’d originally thought my panties were soaked from all my sweat, but now I wasn’t so sure.
I got totally lost in Kat’s mega mansion, but a nice couple finally pointed me in the right direction.
My palms were sweating as I fished the key out of my clutch and put it into the lock of room 236.
Here goes nothing.
A horrible thought occurred to me as I opened the door.
I hadn’t come up with a safe word! Oh no!
That was like…BDSM 101. Always have a safe word.
For some reason, the first thing that came to mind was, “Yes, Daddy!” I know it seems counterintuitive, but my reasoning was that such a gross phrase would immediately kill the mood for everyone involved.
Which kind of made it the perfect safe word.
Room 236 was really more like suite 236. The door opened into a sitting room filled with sleek modern furniture. On one side was an open door to the bathroom, and on the other side was an archway into the main bedroom. Neon red light poured through the archway.
Neon red light? How very appropriate for a BDSM sex dungeon.
I straightened my dress and walked into the red room. In the center was a huge four-poster bed occupied by…
What the fuck?!
Tom was sprawled on the bed, completely nude except for a leopard print blanket strategically placed over his junk. “Hey baby,” he growled. He crossed one leg over the other and stamped it against the mattress. “Ready for the time of your life?”
Oh God why?! What is happening?! In a total panic, I yelled out my safe word: “Yes, Daddy!” Oh fuck my life.
“Oooh, Cole didn’t tell me you were such a freak. I like that.”
I had never wanted to die more than I did in that moment.
I threw my hands out to block my view just as he tore the blanket away from his body. And then I ran like hell. Through the winding hallways. Down the stairs. Outside. Into the parking lot. That was probably far enough, but just to be sure I hid in the bushes for a few minutes.
What the actual fuck was that? There was so much to unpack about what just happened, including a number of horrible realizations about how bad of a person Cole really was. Because if Kat’s husband was in my room, that meant Cole was…in Kat’s room.
I had no idea what to do. But I knew who would. Chastity. I pulled out my phone and called her.
Please pick up. Please pick up.
My phone suddenly switched to video and Chastity’s face popped up on my screen. Cum was dripping down her chin and I could see Angel thrusting in the background.
“Hey!” she said with a big smile.
“Jesus,” I said. “You guys are still going at it?”
“Yeah. We took a little break, but then we decided to go back to my princess suite to keep the party going. Wait, where are you? And where’d you get that bomb ass dress?”
“Long story short, I went on a date with Cole and it was a huge mistake and now I need your help.”
“Whoa, slow down.” She frowned and looked back at Angel. “No, not you. If anything I’d prefer if you sped up.” She turned back to me. “You went on a date with Cole?”
“Technically I’m still on the date… I guess. Does it count if I’m sitting outside the party while he fifty-shades-of-greys the hostess?” I pushed some leaves to the side so I could stare out at the mansion.
“Like…bondage stuff?” Chastity sounded so excited.
“I think so. When he picked me up for the date he had this bag of ropes and stuff. He claimed it was his rodeo bag. But then I saw him carrying it into the party just before…” What I was about to say wasn’t going to make any sense with no context.
“Actually, I better start at the beginning.” I rewound to when Cole had picked me up at midnight.
Chastity listened intently to the whole crazy story. And then she told me exactly what had happened on my date tonight:
“How did you not realize he took you to a key party?” she asked.
“A key party?”
“Yeah. I’ll show you.” She pushed Angel off of her and walked over to a group of guys playing poker.
Why was there a group of men playing poker in her room? What the hell had she gotten herself into? Did she suddenly have a gambling addiction like I did?
She grabbed the hat right off one of their heads and held it out. “Keys, please.”
They all fished their car keys out of their pockets and tossed them in the hat. Then she closed her eyes, mixed them around, and fished one out.
“Who owns the Audi?”
One of the guys raised his hand.
“Wanna fuck me?”
I’d never seen someone get naked so fast. Chastity put the camera back on her face as he bent her over.
“So that’s basically how it works. But usually it’s done with couples to make sure that everyone gets to have some fun.”
“Is that really a thing?”
“Apparently so. Because you just attended one! Or at least a variation of one. It fits, right?”
“I mean…I guess?”
“Well, what exactly did that girl say to you in the bathroom when she tried to switch rooms?”
“Uh…” I tried to think back. “She was tired of the same room night after night and was looking for a change of scenery. Something like that.”
“Yeah, she definitely wasn’t talking about her room. She was talking about her boyfriend. And speaking of needing a change of scenery…” She fished another set of keys out of the bowl. “Corvette!” she yelled over to the table. “It’s your turn.”
Another guy came over and got behind her as the Audi guy sulked off.
“That’s more like it,” she said, pushing back on the new guy. “Anyway, where were we?”
“That girl tried to swap keys with me.”
“Exactly,” said Chastity. “And while she was trying to switch with you, Cole must have switched with…what was his name again?”
“Tom.”
“Right. He was switching with Tom. Which explains why Tom was in your room. And it also confirms that Cole ended up with Kat. Or at least wanted to end up with Kat.”
“But why did he bother bringing me to the party if he just wanted to get with Kat?” But the second I said it, I knew the answer. “Oh my God…I was his ticket into the swinger party. He wouldn’t have been allowed in if he was single.”
“Yup,” agreed Chastity. “That’s what I was thinking.”
“Man…Cole is even more of an asshole than I thought. I can’t believe I kissed him.
” The thought of mixing saliva with him made me want to barf.
The Society did STD tests on us, but it still felt pretty likely that Cole had AIDS.
Or at least herpes. And now I had them too.
And I couldn’t even ask Dr. Lyons about it because I was a vomiting rapist who targeted hot doctors.
I still didn’t understand why I wasn’t in prison right now.
But this wasn’t the time or place to start thinking about my incidents.
“So how are you going to get back at him?” asked Chastity.
“Hmm…” I got out of the bushes and walked over to where all the fancy cars were parked. “I could slash the tires on his stupid Ferrari,” I joked. Kind of.
“And strand him at his lover’s palace?” asked Chastity. “Speaking of being stranded…how are you going to get home?”
“Good question.” I didn’t exactly want to just let Cole drive me home whenever he finished with Kat. “I guess call an Uber?” I thought about the front gate security. “Chastity, what if I’m stuck here?”
“Why not call Tanner? Speaking of which, what happened to him?”
“Oh God no. He’s worse than Cole.” I plopped down on the hood of Cole’s Ferrari, taking absolutely no care to not dent or scratch it, and caught Chastity up on Tanner’s shenanigans in the forest.
“Wow, Tanner really is the worst,” said Chastity. “I can’t believe he blue-boobed you.”
I laughed. “That’s not a thing. I’m not in pain. I’m just insanely horny. And angry. Why do hot guys all have to be such assholes?”
“Most are. But not all of them. Don’t forget about Dr. Lyons.”
Why did she always mention Dr. Lyons when I was actively trying not to think about him? And why hadn’t I given her a list of my incidents yet? She just wasn’t getting it. “Just because he got you into the Society doesn’t mean I should be with him.”
“Why? According to our pro/con list, he’s super handsome and sweet.”
“He is. But something about him…”
“He’s too nice?”
“No.” There’s no such thing as that, right?
“You sure?”
“Maybe…”
“Girls are attracted to bad boys,” said Chastity. “It’s just a biological fact.”
“Gah. I just want a bad boy who isn’t also a mean boy.”
“Who says Dr. Lyons isn’t a bad boy in the bedroom?”
I laughed. “I’m 100% sure he’s not. Imagine if Cole was a doctor and I tried to seduce him like I did with Dr. Lyons? He would have fucked me so hard. Dr. Lyons, on the other hand, kicked me out and then showed up at my apartment to apologize.”
“Yeah, what a little bitch,” said Chastity.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I just wish he was a little more…assertive. The perfect balance of sweet and confident.” I almost added, “Like Tanner,” but then I remembered that he was the worst. So instead I said, “Like the sausage king.”
“Oh, we’re for sure going back to his restaurant this week,” said Chastity. “But for now, we have something much more important to talk about.”
“Which is?”
“I have the perfect…” She was interrupted by a giant cock hitting her in the face.
And then one poked her from the other side.
She laughed and swatted them away. “Boys! I’m talking to my bestie.
Give me a minute.” She looked back at me.
“Anyway, as I was saying, I have the perfect… Ah!!!” Cum splashed onto her face from both sides.
She looked so happy as the cum rained down on her. So. Much. Cum.
Usually I would have looked away. But tonight I was so horny that I just kept watching, wishing some guy who wasn’t an asshole would want to drench my face like that.
But no… Tanner was scared of me. And Cole was more interested in his old high school crush.
The two dicks entered the frame again. She gave each a little lick and then shoved them aside with a laugh. “Naughty boys! I’m trying to talk to Raven.”
“We just wanted her to see what she missed out on,” said Diablo.
“You really did miss out,” said Chastity. “Look at these things!” She turned the camera so I could see their huge cocks.
Angel and Diablo both smiled and made their cocks bounce a little.
“Next time maybe you’ll get this view from your knees rather than through a camera,” said Diablo.
Angel shoved him out of the frame. “What he means to say is that even though your plan worked today and you’re off the hook on our deal…you’re still welcome to give us a traditional society greeting any time you want.”
“What’s that?” asked Chastity.
“Basically a blowjob instead of a handshake,” I said.
“Oh my God, I love that! And speaking of blowjobs… I have the perfect plan to prank Cole. And it’s going to be epic.”