Chapter 6
CELEST
“You look so fucking hot right now.” His breath is warm on my ear as he leans in, the scent of his cologne tantalizing my senses.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying the show,” I say as I knead my breasts. Without a Dominant right now, I’ve been spending time on the voyeur level. After my little ‘show’ with Freya, I’ve had several offers from other couples to do the same. I don’t have to answer to anyone right now, but as a submissive, I’m not thrilled about it.
Freya keeps telling me to meet with a few Doms to see if any are a good fit for my kinks, but after putting myself out there with the last one, I’m reticent to open up like that again. I want a Dom in my life who could be more, and I’m a package deal. If a man can’t see himself being involved in my private life or loving my daughter, then I’m not interested. For now, this is enough.
We’re drawing quite a crowd tonight, and it’s a rush. I prefer when I get to do this with Freya, but Genevieve is a Domme—one of my best friends—and she asked that I join her and her latest submissive tonight. Her submissive is hot as hell, and I get a thrill from having his eyes on me as I pleasure myself. I stripped down to my panties and took a seat, sliding the small scrap of lace to the side as I started caressing my clit, spreading my legs wide for everyone to watch.
I know Flex has watched me before, but he’s never approached me like this. He circles me, prowling like a predator stalking his prey. When he rounds the chair, standing in front of me, I can see he’s hard, his cock straining against his pants.
“Do you wish it was him fucking you?” he says, gesturing to the submissive fucking Genevieve.
“No. I want a man who bows to no one.”
He adjusts himself, his gaze dropping to my pussy as I tease myself. “Is that right?”
“Yes.” My pulse is racing.
“What about a man who’d bow to you? Who would drop to his knees and feast on your pretty little pussy right now for everyone to see.”
My heart starts pounding in my chest as I take in the sight of him wetting his lips. “I think your submissive would be upset.”
“I ended it last week.” He rolls up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, showing his tightly corded muscles, his olive skin mouthwatering.
“Oh.” It’s all I can manage.
“You and I could be friends with benefits.” Flex and I have been friends for a long time, but we’ve never spoken seriously about getting each other off. He’s a shameless flirt, but he’s like that with everyone.
It’s been a while since I’ve had a Dom to sate my desires.
“You’re blocking my view,” I choke out, expecting him to step aside. Instead, he drops to his knees before me.
“Sorry, pet. I’d hate to stop you from coming. You’re rather stunning when you do.”
“You’ve been watching me.” It’s a statement, not a question. Seeing the hunger in his eyes as he kneels between my legs only heightens my arousal.
Flex scrubs his hand over the stubble on his jaw, and I imagine what it would feel like against my most sensitive skin.
“Everyone watches you, pet. It’s hard to look away when you’re so fucking gorgeous with your legs spread wide and those beautiful tits of yours on display.”
My body is on fire as I consider his offer. “Friends with benefits?”
He bites his bottom lip, inching closer to me, his breath hot on my thighs. “No strings. All the pleasure you can handle and all the punishment you’ll be begging me for.”
Fuck .
“Flex.” His eyes meet mine as he looks up at me, his gaze darkening.
“Yes, pet?” His voice is delicious, dripping with sex and commanding my submission.
“How would you like me to address you as I come on your tongue?”
A wicked grin spreads across his face as he slides his hands up my legs, pushing them farther apart. “You will address me as your ‘Master.’ Such a good little pet for asking. That deserves a reward.” With his eyes fixed on me, he hooks his finger under my panties and tugs them back to the side. He lowers his lips, ghosting a kiss over my entrance before moving up the length of me in one long, languorous lick.
I drop my head back against the chair, letting sensation spread through every nerve ending in my body.
“Eyes on me, you little slut.” Genevieve’s voice brings me back to the room. “Did you ask permission to have a Dom go down on you while in a scene with me?”
“No, Mistress Genevieve.” I move to pull away from Flex, but he reaches his hands under my ass and holds me tight.
“Entirely my fault, Mistress,” Flex interjects. “She looked too good not to eat. It would be a waste of her perfect pussy.”
“She will be punished for your folly. I expect you to ask my permission in the future, Master Navarro. I afford you the same courtesy.”
“How can I make it up to you, Mistress?” He has a devious grin on his face, his lips wet with the evidence of my arousal.
“After you’re done, you will both follow me to my private room, where I shall decide her punishment. You may resume for now, but not before I get a taste.” She leans down, gripping Flex’s chin before kissing him deeply.
When she pulls back, all eyes are on her.
“You taste good, Ms. Monroe. I can see why Master Navarro wants to feast on you.”
She turns on her heel and goes back to her submissive, ordering him to drop to his knees and go down on her. Her eyes are trained on me as Flex resumes his ministrations, making me writhe against his tongue. Holy shit, it feels good.
When he’s certain I won’t pull away, he slides his hands back to the inside of my thighs, applying just enough pressure to make it bite. He knows how much it will heighten my pleasure. I’m in sensory overload as I try to keep eye contact with Genevieve, but Flex is too damn hot on his knees, feasting on my pussy.
“Oh God… Master Navarro.”
“That’s it, pet. Beg your Master for more.”
“Yes, oh God, yes!”
He stops dead in his tracks, leaving me on the brink of an earth-shattering release.
“I think you misspoke. You should know better, naughty little pet.”
My body is crying out for his touch. “I’m sorry, Master Navarro. Please don’t stop.”
“That’s better.” He presses his lips to the inside of my thigh—such a tender gesture given our current circumstances.
“ Fuck! I’m so close, Master Navarro.”
His fingers dig into my leg, commanding my attention like there’s no one else in the room. “I know, pet. I can fucking taste how close you are.”
“Please, Master Navarro. I can’t…”
He pulls back, a wry grin on his face. “You can take it, pet. Eyes on Domme Genevieve.” It takes everything I have to look away from where he worships between my legs. Sliding his hand down my leg, he hitches it over his shoulder before doing the same with the other, rendering me unable to quell the growing ache between my thighs.
He grabs my ass, pulling me to his lips, his tongue darting out to circle my clit. It’s torture and bliss mixed into a perfect cocktail of sensation. I force my gaze to Domme Genevieve, her eyes fixed on where Flex feasts on me. Her submissive is on his knees, his hands now bound behind his back as he devours her pussy. I can tell when she’s getting close, her hands fisting in his hair, holding him tight as she rides his face.
“Come with me, Celest,” she commands as she crashes over the edge.
Flex sets a punishing rhythm, sensation taking over. “Come for her, pet. Come for me. ” With one more tantalizing flick of his tongue, I spiral out of control, gripping the arms of the chair as my orgasm rips through me, shredding any coherent thought.
“Oh God, yes… Master… yes!”
He lets me ride the aftershocks as the entire voyeur floor erupts in a round of applause. Flex gently lowers my legs before pushing up onto his knees. “I want you to taste yourself on my lips, pet.” He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me to him with a sharp jerk.
His kiss is electric, harsh, and unforgiving, sending a fresh wave of desire to my core. I’m bereft when he breaks our connection. He slides my panties back into place before standing and holding his hand out to me. “Time for your punishment, pet. You will cast your eyes to the floor and follow me to Domme Genevieve’s private room. Understood?”
A thrill courses through me. “Yes, Master Navarro.” I slip my hand into his. He has a tight grip—his hand so large compared to mine. My mind goes to the dirtiest of places. I’ve seen him on the voyeur floor once or twice, and to say his cock is impressive would be an understatement. “Should I put my clothes on, Master Navarro?”
“No. I want your tits on display.”
“Am I able to go downstairs like this?”
He turns on his heel, stopping me in my tracks. He grips my chin hard enough to be uncomfortable. “Did I say you could question me? If I want to parade you around every inch of this club with your pussy on display, then I’ll fucking do it.”
“The rules…” The words die on my lips as he releases me. He slips his fingers under the sides of my panties and tugs them off.
“I make the rules, pet. You’d do well to remember that. I should bend you over and punish you right here for your insolence.”
“I’m sorry, Master Navarro.” I would love him to bend me over. It’s been too long since I’ve been punished. I can get myself off, but I can’t punish myself.
“Now, be a good little slut for me and obey. Otherwise, you’ll have more to worry about than your punishment at the hands of Domme Genevieve. Eyes to the floor, follow me, and do as you’re fucking told.”
I fall in line behind him with my gaze cast down, but I can feel the eyes of everyone on the floor watching me submit to a Dom I’ve never been with before. I know every submissive in here is wishing they were me. Flex has a reputation at Venom, and he sure as hell lived up to it, the way he made me come.
I follow him down the stairs, and my hesitation was warranted. Master Callaghan must catch sight of me by the annoyance in his voice. “Jesus Christ! She can’t go down into the bar like that, Flex.”
“You can berate me later. We’re going straight to the private rooms. This little pet needs to be taught a lesson.”
“One fucking rule. That’s all I enforce around here. Where are your clothes, Celest?” I fight the urge to meet his gaze or answer him. Instead, I address Flex.
“May I answer, Master Navarro?”
“No.” There’s no questioning his command as much as it pains me to ignore Master Callaghan.
“Flex…”
“I’ll talk to you later, Dalton. Be happy I don’t take her into the bar and fuck her into submission. I’m sure everyone would love watching her come like the good little slut she is.”
I’m startled when he slaps my ass before grabbing my hand and leading me the rest of the way. A thrill courses through me, my pulse racing .
“We are about to enter Domme Genevieve’s private room. You will address her properly at all times.”
“Yes, Master Navarro.”
“What is your safeword, Celest?”
“Emerald.”
“I will inform Domme Genevieve. You may use it at any time. Understood?”
“Yes, Master Navarro.”
“What are your hard limits?”
“I don’t have any.”
“ Fuck me .”
“I’m hoping to.”
He grasps my chin, forcing me to look at him. “You say your safeword if you need to. For the sake of clarity, as friends with benefits, I will be your Dominant when we go in this room. Domme Genevieve might be the one punishing you, but I’m the one fucking you tonight.”
My heart starts hammering in my chest, anticipation coursing through my veins.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl. When we go inside, you will present yourself in the position I ask of all submissives. I want you on all fours, your head down and your legs spread. Do you understand?”
“I would appreciate your guidance, Master. I want to do it exactly as you’d like.” It’s been so long since I’ve had to take a position for a Dom.
“Very well.” He raps his knuckles on the hard wooden door and waits for Domme Genevieve to open the door. She’s every inch the Dominatrix in a formfitting black dress with a plunging neckline. She’s beautiful by any standards and fierce within the walls of this club.
“Come in. You may take your position next to my submissive.” I look to the center of the room. Her submissive is naked, on his knees, his cock hard and ready for her. His hands are tied behind his back, and he has a ball gag fixed in place. He looks hot as hell, but I’m quickly brought back to my requirements .
“Are you done salivating over his dick, pet? Get in the fucking position.”
“Sorry, Master Navarro.” I pad over to where the submissive sits and do as I was told—getting on all fours before spreading my legs and dipping my head down to the floor. I’m exposed, on display, and at their mercy.
I hear Flex as he circles me, his shoe tapping my legs farther apart. “Aren’t you a good little slut. Ready to be punished?”
Genevieve speaks before I can answer him. “She’s not a good little slut. She’s a filthy little whore. Insolent and in need of punishing. How dare you accept another Dom between your legs when you are part of a scene with me.”
“I’m sorry, Domme Genevieve.”
I sense Flex as he drops down beside me, the scent of his cologne tantalizing my senses. “Wrong move, pet. She didn’t give you permission to speak. Neither did I.”
I fight the urge to respond as my pulse quickens. My legs tremble as he slides his hand between my legs, his thumb caressing my asshole before dipping his fingers in my pussy.
“Domme Genevieve, she’s fucking soaked. Have you decided on her punishment because she is clearly aroused at the thought of it?”
“Maybe you should have her gag on your cock while I give her lashes with the cat o’ nine tails.”
Please. Please. Please.
Flex thrusts two fingers inside me. “Oh, that’s not a punishment. This little whore is desperate for my cock. Isn’t that right, pet? Tell her how much you want to swallow my cum.” When I don’t answer, he slaps my pussy, and the sting is delicious. “Answer.”
“Yes, Master. I want your cock in my mouth.”
“And what will you do when I come?”
“Swallow every drop.”
Genevieve stalks toward me, her heels clicking on the floor. I still have my face down and my ass in the air. “You’re right, Master Navarro. That won’t be a punishment for her. Let’s gag her to match my sub. Arms behind her back… and this.” She lets a ball ga g drop to the floor beside me. I’m so wet right now I could come with one word from either of them.
Flex fists his hand in my hair and gives a sharp tug, pulling me onto my knees. “You will be unable to speak, Celest. What is your safe signal? Bear in mind that your hands will still be bound behind your back.”
“Lift my arms to the center of my back.”
“Show me.”
I do as he asks, grateful that he is ensuring my safety.
“Good girl. Now, open your mouth.” I immediately comply. A ball gag isn’t a favorite of mine, but I’d do anything right now, so desperate for punishment.
He fastens it in place with such tenderness. It’s a stark juxtaposition to the impending pain I crave. When it’s secure, Flex leans in, pressing his lips to my cheek. “So beautiful.”
I watch enraptured as Genevieve hands him leather cuffs. I clasp my hands behind my back in anticipation, which earns me a panty-melting grin from Flex. I’ve never been in a playroom with him before, and if it’s possible, he’s even hotter in close quarters.
He caresses each wrist before securing the cuffs. When he’s tightened them to the edge of painful, I’m left wanting more of his touch as he stands and walks over to where Genevieve stands, taking in the sight of the submissives ready for punishment.
“Which of you should I punish first?” She runs the cat o’ nine tails through her fingers. My arousal is a physical ache between my thighs.
Flex looks between us, wetting his lips as his gaze falls on my pussy. “Ladies first.”
“She’s not a lady,” Genevieve bites out. “She’s a filthy little whore.” She bites down on her bottom lip as she struts across the room, stopping mere inches from me. “Isn’t that right, Ms. Monroe?”
I nod my head.
“Say it,” she commands, with mischief in her eyes. She smiles like a siren. “That’s right, you can’t. Naughty, filthy little whore. ”
Genevieve is a formidable Domme, and I can’t contain the moan that escapes me, but it’s muffled by the ball gag.
“Master Navarro, kindly help the whore to her feet. I want her bent over the chaise, legs spread.”
“Gladly.” He pulls me up and slings me over his shoulder in a fireman’s lift like I weigh nothing more than a bag of sugar. I am helpless with my hands tied behind my back, naked and vulnerable, empowered by the knowledge that Flex will ensure I’m safe at all times.
As he slides me down his body and sets me on my feet, I can feel he’s hard as a rock.
“Feel that, pet?” His voice is a low rumble. He caresses my cheek, tracing the leather straps of the ball gag. “I’m going to make you choke on it later.”
He positions me on the chaise, dropping to his knees to spread my legs as far as they’ll go. His fingers trail up to the apex of my thighs before dipping two fingers inside me.
“So fucking wet. Mistress Genevieve is going to enjoy this. The harder, the better,” he says, thrusting his fingers deep inside. I can barely form a coherent sentence in my head while he’s finger fucking me. His touch is wicked and so damn good. He curls his fingers ever so slightly, hitting my G-spot with expert precision.
“I’m sure she will.” She commands her submissive to his feet. “Up, now. You will kneel beside the chaise, head down with your ass in the air.”
Unable to speak, and with his hands behind his back, he manages to stand, an impressive erection on display.
“Master Navarro, should we use the large silver butt plugs tonight? They could match. My dirty little sub will enjoy his ass being full.”
“Yes. Shall I do the honors?”
“Feel free. I’m going to explain what’s about to happen to these two.”
Flex pulls his fingers out of me and circles my asshole, coating it in the evidence of my arousal. “You’re going to look so pretty with your ass full, pet. Just like I taught you.” He leaves me wanting more, striding over to the chest of drawers.
Genevieve walks into my line of sight, the cat o’ nine tails in her hand. “Ms. Monroe, you will receive ten lashes for allowing Master Navarro to taste your pussy while in a scene with me. Nod if you agree.”
I do as I’m told, every nerve ending in my body creating a blazing inferno of desire.
“Good. Now, remember your safe signal.” She turns her attention to her submissive, but his head is on the floor. “Mr. Lassiter. You will receive five lashes as a reward for how well you devoured my pussy on the voyeur floor. I know you love when I fill your ass and turn your cheeks a delicious shade of red. Nod your understanding.”
He wholeheartedly nods, as eager for pain as I am. I’ve never considered that pain could be used as a reward, but it makes sense. I go out of my way to be a brat when I have a Dom. I love punishment, and yet I find myself learning a different way to approach it tonight.
Flex appears in my peripheral vision clasping two large butt plugs. One with a pink jewel and the other with green. My gut reaction is to clench my legs together, but Flex positioned me so I can’t move.
“Before you get started, Mistress, I wonder if we should start with Mr. Lassiter’s lashes. I want my little pet to watch your submissive take his plug and reward. Anticipation is everything.”
“Very well, but I want her plug in before I give Mr. Lassiter his lashes.”
“Of course.”
Flex sets the plug with the emerald-green jewel on the chaise next to me. He chose my color to match my safeword. No Dom has ever been so thoughtful toward me.
Grabbing a tube of lube from his front pocket, he coats the tip of the pink jeweled plug and positions himself behind the submissive. With his hand on the taut muscles of Mr. Lassiter’s back, he circles the tip of the plug between the sub’s cheeks. He turns to look at me as he pushes the plug inside, seating the pink jewel, and I’m about ready to come. Flex looks so freaking hot as he dominates a male submissive. I’ve never seen him with a guy before, but Holy Mother of all that is good and pure, he is stunning.
My anticipation hits a fever pitch when he stands and disappears into the bathroom. Every Dom has a bathroom for aftercare, which, as a submissive, is absolutely essential. I wait with bated breath, my pussy aching for release.
He emerges with a sly grin creeping at the corners of his wickedly handsome smile. “Ready for your punishment, pet?”