Chapter 1 #2
I love that I can go there, get some of the best sex of my life, have fun, and try new things. At the end of the day, I can leave not knowing a single person there, and they have no idea who I am.
For the most part, the stations give access to your lower half, keeping your chest up hidden. There’s only one station where you have the potential of finding out one's identity, that would be the spanking bench.
It just so happens to be one of my favorite stations.
It’s called the spanking bench, but that's not what it’s used for. At least not on the floor I work on.
The Nest has many different floors for all kinds of pairings, and one dedicated to BDSM as well.
No, I like the bench because of how it’s set up. On your stomach, legs and arms strapped down, giving Alpha’s full access to share me. One taking my pussy, sometimes even my ass while I get to pleasure another with my mouth.
Having two men come undone for me is a power trip all on its own.
I know there's a chance that I’ve had sex with someone I work with, or even a student's father. It’s a risk I take every time I work a shift at The Nest.
But luck has been on my side, and as far as I know, I haven’t. At least no one has brought it to my attention.
I hope it stays that way. The last thing I need is everyone at school finding out.
I don’t have any plans to stop working at The Nest any time soon. It’s good money, a good time and I love it.
If I got into a relationship or met my scent match, then of course I would. Why would I want to have sex with anyone else if I found the person, or persons, for me?
I want a pack, I want kids, I want a happily ever after. That was always the end goal.
But for now, I’m happy to keep living the way I have been.
It takes me a good five minutes of bitching out loud to myself before I feel relaxed enough to drive.
Pressing Sienna’s number on my car screen, I call her, needing to vent.
“Hey, babe. You just leaving school now?”
“Yes.” I sigh. “Are you still good for that drink?”
“Yeah, of course. James is working late, so I have an hour or two. Are you okay?’
“No,” I growl.
“What’s wrong?” Her voice shifts to concern.
“Ed.”
“Oh god. Was he bugging you again?”
“I think I’m going to have to report him to the principal. This is getting to be too much.”
“What did he do?” I love how fierce my bestie can be. “Fuck it. Doesn't matter, let’s sue him. I’ll represent you.”
That makes me smile. Sienna is a very impressive attorney for some big name clients. I know that if I ever found myself in trouble, she’d be the one to get me out of it.
“I love you.” I laugh. “Let’s just take it one step at a time. The man is harmless. I think he’s just lonely." At least that’s what I keep telling myself. After he put his hands on me tonight, I don’t know anymore.
“He’s harassing you. If he’s not going to stop, you need to get a restraining order.”
“I don’t want to make a big deal about it. We have to work together. I’ll say something to the principal. Once she talks to him, then he should leave me alone.”
“And what if he doesn’t?”
“Then.” I sigh. “Then we take the steps we need to.”
“Good.”
“Can we have a girls night in. I don’t feel up for people tonight."
“You got it. I have the wine and ice cream ready.”
“You’re the best.” I groan.
“Love you too.” She laughs before hanging up.
“Why can’t I find someone like you?” I whine to James, Sienna’s Alpha as he kisses her on the top of the head in greeting after just getting home from work. “You're perfect. Good looking, rich, a fucking sweetheart and a gentleman. Doesn’t hurt that you're a killer in bed.”
“Oh yeah?” James asks, amusement dancing on his face. “Killer in bed am I?”
“Oh shut up.” Sienna. “You know you are.”
Funny enough, James and Sienna met at The Nest a few months back.
Sienna was a member because her job was her life and she didn’t have time to date. Add in the fact she didn’t want to settle down and have babies. Finding someone who complimented her lifestyle wasn’t easy.
That was until she met James. He’s a CEO and lives just as busy of a life. He also loves his job and doesn't want a pack, or babies.
He went to The Nest like most do to just find relief when he could.
And that’s where he met Sienna. They found out they were scent matches and the rest was history.
They still don’t want babies, and couldn’t be any less interested in adding to their relationship.
They are obsessed with one another, and I’m pretty jealous.
They are however getting married next year and I of course am the maid of honor. I can’t wait.
And who knows, maybe I’ll find my Mr. Right.
“I better get going.” I sigh, getting to my feet. “Thanks for the wine. And ice cream. I really needed it.”
“Of course. Are you sure you're going to be okay?” Sienna asks. “You can stay over if you want.”
“Nah. I know you two are dying to go at it like bunnies. I don’t want to be a cock block.”
“I very much appreciate you for that.” James calls out somewhere from the kitchen.
Sienna smiles, rolling her eyes. “Don’t mind him. Really. You're welcome to stay.”
“I know, and I love you or that. But, I think I’m gonna go to The Nest and spend the night getting railed by hot Alphas with big dicks.”
Sienna grins wide. “That’s my girl.” She raises her glass.
I tap the one in my hand against hers before downing the rest.
After I got off the phone with Sienna earlier in the car, I went home and showered before taking an Uber here, knowing I was going to drink. My plan was always to go to The Nest tonight, but now, I really need that relief.
It’s late, but The Nest is open twenty-four seven. So I know I’ll have no trouble finding someone to help me out for the night.
When I get down to the lobby of the condo building Sienna and James live in, I order an Uber to The Nest.
Pulling up to the front, I get out and thank my driver before heading inside. I bypass the lady at the counter and scan my card at the elevator, heading to the fifth floor.
“Hello.” A man at the counter greets me as I step off the elevator.
“Hi.” I smile.
“Customer or employee?”
“Employee.” I tell him, walking over to the counter.
“Wonderful. Could I see your badge?” I hand it over and he types in my number, bringing up my file. “What station were you interested in tonight? A few are currently being occupied, but if you want to wait for them to open, you're more than welcome to.”
“Is the spanking bench free?” I ask without a hint of embarrassment. I stopped being shy about anything to do with this place years ago.
There’s no room for it when you're here to give control of your body over to complete strangers, allowing them to do some of the most intimate things someone can do to another person.
There are always guards placed all over the room, so the chance of something going wrong is very low.
It’s a safe place to be. They take things very seriously here. Drug tests, STD screens and even background checks.
“Let me see.” He types something before looking back up at me with a smile. “It looks like it's free. Would you like to be assigned to it?”
“Yes, please.” I nod.
“Perfect. I've got you down. It should be ready for you.”
“Thank you.” I head towards the changing rooms, stripping down to nothing, putting my personal items and clothes into one of the lockers.
When I’m ready, I head through the other side and down the hall to the door that leads to the main part of the room.
This hallway is a private entrance to the stations so you don’t have to walk around naked in a room full of people fucking.
Knocking on the door, I wait a moment before one of the guards opens it. “Hi.” I smile, knowing Emily personally.
“Hi.” She smiles. “The bench tonight?”
“It’s that kind of night.” I wink.
“Then I wish you nothing but a night full of orgasms.”
“You're so sweet.” I smirk.
Emily just so happens to be a single mom I met at the park a few months ago when I was babysitting one of my friend’s kids.
It was a surprise to find out she worked here when she was assigned to be my guard a few weeks later during one of my heats.
We got to talking after work one night, and I found out her ex-wife left her and her daughter only two weeks after Emily gave birth.
Her daughter is ten now and a sweet kid. She deserves to find her person.
“Are you on the bench only tonight, or are you wanting to move to something more private?”
“Bench for now. But who knows, we will see what the night brings us.” I grin.
“Sounds good to me.” She smiles, opening the door.
Emily sticks behind me as we walk towards the bench. I keep my head down, not really having any interest in watching anyone else do their thing.
I’m here for me, and me only.
Once I’m in position, Emily helps strap my arms and legs into place. “Comfortable?” she asks me and I nod. “Before I step away, are your green lights still a go?”
“Yes.” I nod again.
“Let me know if at any time you want to be removed.”
“I will.”
She takes a step back, giving me some space.
Green lights are all the things you give permission for your partner to do. Whatever station you're at, a guard will post your list of green lights and hard limits.
Green lights are praise, degradation, dirty talk, rough sex, breath play, light spanking, that includes my ass and my pussy, and bukkake. What can I say, I’m a cumslut. I loved to be showered with it and filled with it. I like it almost more than being knotted.
As for my hard limits, that would be being slapped across the face. Other than that, pretty much everything is a go.
Now, all I have to do is lay here and wait to see who’s gonna rock my world tonight, because trust me, I really fucking need it.