31. Adrian
I hadn’t wanted to waste time with idle typing, so as soon as I pulled Brynn into a private room, I turned on my camera. Hers immediately went on without me even having to ask, and I smiled.
“Good girl,” I told her, watching her face light up as she started to beam.
Submissives liked praise, and while I doled it out when earned, I quickly realized that I hadn’t delivered any in some time. The last few months had been a bit of a blur. Between my frequent trips back and forth to Japan, and the weird stuff happening here in San Francisco, I had many distractions.
Tonight, I wanted to eliminate them, and just be. I wanted to exist, but more than just physically. It had been so long since I had scened with anyone, and the gorgeous woman on my screen had been the beneficiary of many of the most recent ones. In fact, since I had met her, there had been no one else but her. Not sure if by design or not, I didn’t put too much stock into it either way.
Boredom. It was a silent killer, and having scened with almost all of the girls at Lotus at some point and time, that unwelcome feeling had set in. I realized that now, and with Brynn still being relatively new to the scene and the club, it was likely the only reason I was still so attracted to her.
Well, that and a faint familiarity I felt when with her. While she didn’t look exactly like anyone else that I had scened with before, there were certain mannerisms I had picked up over time that made me feel as if I knew her, even though that was impossible. I couldn’t truly put my finger on who she reminded me of, only that she did remind me of someone, and that it brought me some level of comfort I had been lacking for some time. It allowed me to loosen my guard, and very few had even looked deep enough to notice that I had one to begin with.
“You expect me to let you in, yet you hide behind your own disguise,” a submissive once told me.
Blair Carter. The besotted fool was so curious, and it was likely what ended her life. That, and whatever had been used to bash her beautiful head in. Like someone else I once knew, she too had been found floating in the water with obvious signs of trauma.
Aria Benedict. My twin. My better half. She was the other piece to the soul I once possessed, but after her demise, all hope had been lost for me. The black cloud became heavy, its weight crushing me like an anchor. Or was that my guilt. I could barely live with myself, and if I was being honest, I still could hardly do it, but for more reasons than just her.
“Thank you, Sir. I hope that I please you.”
My mind cleared at the sound of Brynn’s voice. I needed to keep my focus, especially while we were chatting remotely. I had no doubt I could distract the female, but it would only be for so long without being there to touch her. I still had so many things I wanted to do to her... with her... and there was only one place where I could.
I could be at Lotus in about a half hour, but it was dark out. It was often so ironic that someone who lived in a perpetually darkened state for most of his life was actually somewhat afraid of the night. Well, it wasn’t for what I would find waiting out there for me, but rather for what I would do when cloaked behind the curtain of it all. I didn’t trust myself, ever, unless I was at the club. Only there could I truly let my guard down and find the center I desperately needed.
“You please me very much,” I stated truthfully.
That was no lie. Brynn was everything I could ever desire in a submissive.
“Would you like me to get in a certain position for you?”
Normally, a submissive would have just presented herself without asking, so this reminded me of her innocence when it came to protocol in the lifestyle. As desirable as that should be for me, it was a turn off in a way.
“Stand up,” I instructed.
Nothing good could come from this, but I still found myself slowly dropping my gaze after she rose to her feet. The sight of her in that black strappy lingerie had my cock hardening, and my fingers twitching. She was fucking beautiful. So goddamn innocent. I wanted to defile her, and as thoughts of Lotus popped back into my head, I heard the faint sound of a doorbell.
“Someone is here. I should get it.”
She paused for a moment as if waiting on permission from me. “Go ahead,” I urged, and watched as she quickly grabbed her robe.
I hated to see her cover up my current view, but she couldn’t very well answer the door to a stranger in her underwear. While she had no idea who the visitor was, I did. Leaning back in my chair, I waited for her to return, and with the box that I had sent her.
Earlier today, I had gotten word from her tail about her actions. Sometimes, I believed he was enjoying this particular assignment too much because his voice was different whenever he talked about her. Today, he had detailed how she had chosen numerous sets of lingerie, but had discarded one. He mentioned the way she longingly admired it, and I knew she must’ve set it back down out of practicality and not desire, so I did something that now seemed to have been the wrong thing.
Brynn opened the box in front of me, and her gasp was audible across the wire. I watched as a multitude of expressions marred her otherwise flawless face, before she turned to me with accusatory eyes.
“H-How?” was all she said as she turned the turquoise lingerie over in her hand.
When I had called the boutique and had them package the items up for her, I hadn’t thought about how to explain this. If I had waited a few weeks, it could have simply been two great minds thinking alike, but she had literally been turning the panties over in her hand just a few hours ago.
“I’d stopped for dinner at the Greek place next door when I saw you dash into the store,” I lied, but it sounded every bit plausible, so she didn’t bat an eye as I continued. “I was going to speak to you, but I decided to wait until tonight. You have great taste in lingerie, by the way.”
“Thanks, I think, but that doesn’t explain why you bought this.”
“I watched you through the window and seeing how much you liked it, I was shocked to see you leave it behind. After you’d left, I’d gone inside and bought it in case it had something to do with the price. I want you to have beautiful things,” I explained, even though I knew I destroyed the most beautiful of them on a fairly regular basis.
Would she meet the same fate as others?
That was a question I didn’t want the answer to. Thankfully, she smiled as she looked away from the lace and back at me.
“Thank you. I thought it was a beautiful piece, and I did hate to leave it there.”
I smiled back at her. “And now you don’t have to. Go ahead and put that away, though. I want to see you tonight in what you already have on.” Brynn set the lingerie back into the box, then went to remove the belt of the robe. “No, not like that. In person. Come to Lotus.”
“You want me to go there now?”
“Yes.”
I watched her slight tremble, hating the fact that I wasn’t there in person to see her shiver. Soon, though. Tonight, I would have her under my palms, and our scene wouldn’t end until I was balls deep inside of her tight pussy.
“How do I get there?”
“Leave that all to me. I want you to remain in that robe, and add nothing to your person other than a pair of heels. I want red. Tonight, I’m going to paint your body the same shade.”
Her head darted up, and I saw the fear in her eyes. It was so palpable that I could almost feel it from here. Tonight, she would quake with terror, then come from the adrenaline of it all. I was going to mark her in ways I never had before, assuming she didn’t safe word out on me. Forgetting that unpleasantness, I smirked.
“Your ride will be there in fifteen minutes. You are to stay inside until he pulls up out front. He will flash his lights three times at which point you will go to him. Everything else will be the same as your previous trips.”
I knew she remembered the rules of Lotus. After she nodded, I turned off my camera, and watched as her green light turned gray once more. I quickly messaged the driver who would chauffeur her to the club, then got dressed myself.
A few minutes later, I was in my Maserati, and on my way to the club. The streets of San Francisco were more crowded this time of year than at other times, but I knew a back way to Lotus. After taking it, I arrived and in time to get my room prepared for tonight’s scene. Usually, I had the foresight to do this in advance, but spontaneity sometimes happened, and I was fully able to set everything up. I had just finished when I received notification that she had arrived.