Chapter 2 #2
“I get it. You, Pierce, and Dalton all have everything you’ve ever wanted. What part of that is supposed to make me feel better?”
“That’s just it. It wasn’t what I wanted until her. You’re going to find a forever sub.”
“I’m not sure I even want that, Flex. Honestly, my life is full with the restaurant, the club, and now opening the new Rooftop at Venom. I think I’m happy to just fuck around on the voyeur floor.”
“I heard you had Samantha put on a show for you.”
“Yeah. Don’t worry, I don’t plan on revisiting that. She’s such a brat.”
“Thank fuck.”
Ford overhears her name and comes to my side. “Samantha’s good for a four-way. She takes dick in every hole like a champ.”
“I saw you enjoying yourself with that petite little brunette. Fuck me, she’s hot.”
“She’s new, but not to the lifestyle, obviously. I wouldn’t have a trainee jump straight in on a four-way, but she was at some other club in LA before moving here. I would definitely recommend her mouth. Fucking hell, she can deepthroat like a champ.”
“When was the last time we were all together?” I see a lot of Flex and Dalton, but others have been in and out lately, or at least the hours I’m at Venom.
“It’s been a while. A few months at least.”
I watch as Eli smacks ball after ball after ball, putting us all to shame.
“Did you know Eli was a pro ball player?” I ask Flex.
“No idea.”
“Do you ever chat with him about the lifestyle?”
“He asks a lot of questions.”
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“One hundred percent.” There is no way Eli isn’t going to dip his toe in the water sometime soon. If he does, I’d happily let him fuck a sub with me.
“You’re up, Ry.” Eli holds the bat out to me.
I jump back in on the rowdy conversation with the rest of the guys, thanking my lucky stars that I have so many friends in my corner. We spend the rest of the night laughing and joking before heading to Venom for a few drinks.
It’s rare to have Eli on the other side of the bar, and I can see him twitching as the bartender takes our orders. “Loosen up, bro. You’re not working tonight.”
“It’s weird.”
“You should come upstairs with us. Haven’t you ever wondered what goes on up there?”
“I have to go up there and deal with the bar at times.”
“Have you ever stopped to take it all in?”
“No.”
“Let us give you the tour.” He drags his hands through his hair, blowing out a breath before answering.
“I’m not sure, man.”
“Okay. Well, have a drink, and if you feel like it later, say the word.” I leave it at that and order a round for everyone. It’s great to hang out and have a few laughs.
“Thanks for suggesting tonight, Eli. I really needed it.”
“Anytime, man. I know all of you to some degree, but we’ve never hung out. I spend ninety percent of my time here these days, so it was cool to get to know everyone a little better.”
“We should do this more often,” Flex interjects.
“I’m down for that,” Dalton says before draining his glass.
“Where’s your wife tonight, Dal?”
“She may have been in the position in my playroom for the last two hours. Anticipation is where it’s at.” Fuck, that’s hot. I love when I slide my hand between a woman’s legs to find her wet from having to sit and wait.
“Lucky bastard. I think I’m going to end my night up on level two.”
We hang for another hour or so before Dalton disappears down the private hall. I’m about to head upstairs when Eli grabs his drink and falls in step at my side.
“Maybe I will take that tour.”
“Where do you want me to go first? The training suite or the voyeur level?” I figured he might want to ease into it, and the training quite isn’t open yet, so he can explore without being accosted by a room full of writhing bodies. I’m surprised by his answer.
“Level two is fine.” Oh, he’s going to be in the lifestyle for sure. I’m just not convinced whether he’s a Dom or a sub. He displays traits of both, so it’s anyone’s guess.
“You sure?”
“No, but I’ve had a few drinks, and now is as good a time as any, I guess.”
As we navigate through the bar and over to the staircase, I try to make him comfortable. “We can leave whenever you want. If you have questions, I’m open to answering whatever you want to know. And if you want to take part…”
“I won’t.”
“I’m just covering all my bases.”
“I appreciate it, bro, but I’m fine.”
“Okay.” We walk the rest of the stairs in silence as the grand hall comes into view. The music is playing, people are fucking, and my favorite spot to sit and watch is free.
“Holy shit.” Eli goes stock still. I follow his line of sight to a threesome in the center of the room. “How does this not give you performance anxiety?”
“Do you want an honest answer?”
“Yeah.” His eyes are fixed on a guy with a sub in his lap, fucking her as another rails her ass. I see the beauty in it. They move with fluid synchronicity.
“It’s a rush. You either like it or you don’t. Dalton would never fuck Nadia up here. He doesn’t want to watch or participate with others. It’s all about consent and personal choice.”
“What if a Dom wants to be watched, but a submissive doesn’t?” We wander through the crowd over to my usual spot.
“Then they wouldn’t be together. People align their kinks with a suitable partner. I would never be with a sub who didn’t want to be watched.”
“So you’re a voyeur?”
“Yes. My submissive has to align with that.”
“What do you watch?”
“I come up here and watch all of this,” I say, gesturing to all of the scenes taking place right now. “I also enjoy watching my sub being fucked by a male submissive or a select few Doms that I know I can trust. Or I did before the cheating incident.”
“I don’t know how you can watch your woman being railed by another guy. Don’t you get jealous?”
“Not really. I get off on knowing she’s mine at the end of the day. I don’t allow any man to fuck her pussy. That’s only for me.”
“Man,” he says, scrubbing his hand over the stubble on his jaw, “I just think I’d lose it if a girl I was dating were fucking somebody else.”
“And a lot of people in here agree with you. Kinks are deeply personal. You should only do or allow what you are comfortable with.”
“What if you fall for someone who doesn’t like the same things?”
“I don’t know. That’s the honest answer. I’ve never put myself in a situation for that to arise. I vet submissives before entering contracts.”
“This is insane,” Eli protests, but he’s not walking out. His eyes are greedy as he takes in everything around us.
“Tell me, Eli, are you hard?”
“I…”
“It’s okay to be aroused right now. Everyone in this room is chasing that high. Try not to judge what you’ve never tried. Just let yourself feel it without recrimination.”
“Yeah, I’m hard as a fucking rock.”
“That’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. I gotta go.” He stands to leave, but he can’t look away as a sub approaches us.
“Would either of you like to play? Or both of you?” That’s the straw that broke the camel’s back. Eli weaves his way through the crowd with his head down, and it gives me pause. Is what I do here really so bad? I enjoy watching people fuck.
I fish my room key out of my pocket and hand it to the pretty redhead. “Room four. I want you in the standard position, naked.” Without another word, she disappears down the stairs, leaving me to watch a little longer.