Chapter Eleven
Evander
As an alpha and a dom, the club was a very important part of my life.
I enjoyed my work there as head chef and often went to there on my evenings off to socialize or engage in one of the kinks my soul craved.
But since meeting Hudson, I hadn’t visited any of the stations on the main floor, merely visiting with new friends in the conversation area when not working.
But there hadn’t been much of that because things were moving fast with the omega.
We had spent an incredible night together at my home, and after several days of clashing schedules, we would be spending one at the club.
Although I was technically off duty, I had asked Hudson to meet me there because the manager, Gatlin, had asked me to pop into his office for a moment before I went out onto the floor.
Unsure what he might want, I was concerned.
He never had much to say about how I ran the kitchen, but the ultimate responsibility for the club lay on his shoulders.
Maybe he needed me to be more careful with expenditures?
Or he’d had feedback that the members would prefer different dishes or… I just didn’t know.
Hudson would be arriving shortly, so I hurried up to the manager who was also an owner’s office. Rapping on the doorframe, I entered. “Gatlin, what’s up?”
“Have a seat.” He waved me to the seat opposite his desk. “I know you’ve got a date coming, so I won’t keep you long.”
How did he know? I hadn’t told anyone, but Gatlin had great powers of observation. And there was no point in denying it, since it was the truth. “Thanks.” I leaned back in the chair, ready to listen to whatever he had to say. If he wanted changes, we could discuss them.
“I had a meeting yesterday with Talon and the others, and they asked me to bring up a topic that we aren’t sure you’ll be interested in.”
“I’m intrigued. I will admit, I was a little worried that you had some negative feedback for me.”
“Just the opposite.” He reached into his top drawer and drew out a sheaf of papers. “Look these over and tell me what you think.”
I took the pages and laid them on the desk in front of me. Halfway through the first paragraph, I looked up to see him watching me with anticipation. “Is this what I think it is? Are you and the others offering to let me buy in to the clubs?”
“That’s right. You mentioned one night that you’d been saving to open your own restaurant down the line, which would mean we’d lose you. So, we thought perhaps we could solve both our problems. Let you become an owner here and keep our top-class chef.”
I continued to read, and to me, it looked like a very generous offer.
I had enough money, but was it what I wanted to do?
“I am grateful for the invitation, but would it be all right if I took a little time to read it all over and consider what you suggest? It would be a different direction than I’ve planned, and, of course, I’d like to have my attorney review it. ”
“It’s a big decision. Take all the time you need.”
A huge decision, but when I left the boss who might be my business partner and arrived in the foyer just in time to greet Hudson, it fell into the background.
I could not discuss the offer with him at this point, but we had other things to do tonight. To experience. “Welcome.” I held out my arms and brought him into my embrace. “It’s good to see you.”
“You too.” He shifted from foot to foot, nerves showing, and my tentative plans for a real play session faded back. This omega needed to wade in rather than leap into the deep end of the club. “What are we going to do tonight?”
“Well, first, you’re going to give the nice submissive behind the desk your phone.”
“Oh yes. I had to do that last time, too.” He handed it over, and Mandy, looking as cute and innocent as anyone could in a lacey bustier and thong, put it away. “Thanks!”
“You’re welcome. Everyone will be jealous you’re getting to spend time with Chef Evander.” She grinned, giving me a finger wave. “Have a great evening, sir.”
Saucy girl. After fixing her with the severest glare I had, short to avoid laughing, I took Hudson’s arm and led him into the club.
Usually, I spent some time relaxing on the sofas, but Hudson’s nerves were unlikely to ease, so we went straight into the main area.
Looking around, I spotted a dungeon monitor and called him over.
“I need you to unreserve station six for tonight. I won’t be needing it, and someone else is sure to enjoy it. ”
“Yes, sir.” He spoke into the microphone at his collar and returned to his position between the spiderweb and a particularly devious chair.
It didn’t look like much, but ask any of the subs who had found themselves fastened into it, and you’d learn differently.
Pain, pleasure…so many devious places nubbins and different textures… Yeah. One day, but not tonight.
“What are we going to do?” Hudson’s voice shook a trifle. “I’m up for anything.”
“Well, I thought we’d walk through and stop here and there for a minute or two to have some experiences.”
“You’re not going to tie me to something and beat me?”
I stopped, gripped his shoulders, and turned him to face me. “No, and the fact that you’ve phrased it like that is the reason. Impact play is not for everyone, but if you think of it as someone getting beaten, you aren’t ready to try it.”
He protested, but I reminded him that he came as a submissive omega, and while in the end that meant he had control, it was my job to guide him along the way.
We moved around from station to station, pausing while I explained various types of kink and why they might appeal to him or not, so that next time we came, he should be ready to show me what he thought he might like to try.
Finally, we came back to where we started. “Ready to have a drink?” I asked.
“I’m not going to get to do anything?”
“I hadn’t planned on it.” But he sounded so disappointed. “Are you sure you don’t want to wait?”
“Maybe just look at something again? Like the electrical stuff? That didn’t look too scary.”
“All right.” It wasn’t scary, but it could be intense. “Remember safe words?”
“For those little light sticks? They look like Star Wars toys my nephew loves.”
We started toward the station where Alpha Troy, a master of the violet wands, was setting out his tools. “You got lucky. It seems as if we will be seeing a demo.”
Standing side by side, we watched him lay out his various wands and all the extensions he could add. Others moved in around us, but we were right in the front. Troy looked around the observers. “I don’t have my sub here tonight, so I’ll need a volunteer.”
Hands went up around us, but the alpha met my gaze. “Chef, would you and your omega like to play with me?”
I opened my lips to say no, we were just observing, but to my amazement, Hudson took three steps forward, eager, and what could I do but follow.
From that point, I understood more about my omega than I had before.
He wasn’t into impact, at least not for now, because to him it was “beating.” Violent.
The wands were every bit as intense, but different.
I’d spent a little time playing with them before, and I liked them.
But I’d never had a relationship with an omega who wanted to spend any time with them, so my skills were a little rusty.
Fortunately, as volunteers in Troy’s demo, those skills were revived. He had Hudson sit down in the comfortable leather chair, leaned back, feet up, and arms on the rests. “Hands up, omega. Show me those palms.”
Hudson sought my gaze and I nodded encouragement, accepting a wand from the other alpha and standing opposite him.
With the audience watching, I mirrored Troy’s actions, moving the electrical charge down the omega’s arms, tracing the outline of his palm and then up again to his shoulders.
His breathing grew faster, chest rising quickly, eyes half closed. Omega…I see you.
“Can we unbutton your omega’s shirt?” Troy asked.
“Hudson?” I wasn’t going to decide for him where another alpha was involved.
He nodded.
“Use your words.”
“Yes, sir.”
I did it, easing each button from the hole and spreading the two sides open to reveal his chest. And when we demonstrated the different extensions on his nipples, the bulge in his pants strained the zipper.
Under other circumstances, I might have taken this to its natural conclusion, but orgasm could be very personal, and we would have to discuss that before it could happen.
Either way, by the time Troy turned off all his toys, Hudson has shown me something he liked very much.
Even if he hadn’t known it until tonight.