Chapter 66
KADENCE
Hades was buzzing with soft chatter, moans, and laughter as Blaize directed me to the main stage.
The last time we watched a show together here, it was Annika’s—and Blaize’s fingers were buried inside me for the first time.
Something told me she had something similar planned without the hostility or tension involved.
My fingers brushed over the collar. I Googled collaring after I talked with Annika before she was shot.
I didn’t know if it was something she was interested in or did.
Annika was going to freak out when I told her.
They weren’t performing tonight or for the next few shows until Drew could stop putting himself in danger.
I missed my best girl, and I knew I needed to plan a visit with her soon.
Tonight was the first big show we had since Dominic infiltrated the club.
Security was doubled and background checks took longer.
Blaize refused to let anyone else get hurt in her club because of psychotic exes.
The patrons were triple checked, and so were the rooms before anyone went inside.
Security as Hades was great, but Everly knew how to trick the system and got past Blaize and Hunter’s defenses.
Blaize could’ve lost me that night if I never hit that panic button or if he had a weapon.
Blaize stopped us in the front, taking a chair and pulling me into her lap.
I spread my legs and her fingers grazed my thighs.
A curvy, naked blonde woman was brought out on stage blindfolded, before one of the other girls bound her wrists and ankles to a St. Andrew’s cross with her back facing us.
The woman who helped her out kissed her cheek, moving her silky smooth hair away from her back.
Hunter strutted onto the stage in tight leather that hugged her hips, accentuating her curves with a black corset top that fit her like a second skin.
Hunter was never naked on stage when she fucked her submissives.
Her back tattoos were on display, and she looked stunning.
Hunter styled her hair in two perfect Dutch braids with a few strands framing her face.
I was too busy fawning over her to see the whip in her hand until it cracked in the air, then I saw the black harness attached to Hunter’s hips with a light blue dildo to the end.
It wasn’t as intense as the one Blaize used on me the other night, but it had a wicked curve to it.
The whip cracked in the air a few more times as Hunter walked to the woman who was tensing slightly on the cross.
I leaned into Blaize as I watched with wide eyes. “Is she going to hit her with that thing?”
“Yes, but Carley is a masochist. She gets off on pain. Once she’s done, Carley will get rewarded. Hunter enjoys inflicting pain, but using a whip is an art form. I taught Hunter everything she knows.”
Hunter walked to Carley’s side, curling her fingers into her hair before tugging back and asking for her safe word.
Carley muttered, “Firefly.” Her fingers trailed down Carley’s back before Hunter stepped back.
For a moment, Hunter’s eyes met mine, and I froze in Blaize’s lap like a deer caught in headlights.
“Watch her, princess.”
Hunter stepped back, cracking the whip a few more times, adding to the anticipation in the room before she flicked her wrist. The whip flew across her back and Carley moaned quietly; the whip left a very loud, painful red mark on her alabaster skin.
I jumped, but Blaize held me, caressing my skin as my heart rate sped up more.
Carley moved into the lashes as Hunter gave her, like the two of them were interconnected through the whip.
For the first few lashes, Carley was mostly quiet, small gasps and moans escaping her lips.
But when Hunter increased the speed and force of the lacerations, she screamed.
We watched in awe as the two of them worked together as Carley’s screams filled the room.
The way her back looked, she was in agony, but her screams were filled with pleasure.
Hunter praised the woman as she took the lashes beautifully.
Once her back was painted with soft, red whelps, Hunter dropped the whip, reaching for a vibrator the same color as the dildo, lube, and bunny ears.
She stepped behind Carley, untied her ankles, then lifted her left leg up to rest on a side step.
Hunter inserted the vibrator inside Carley’s pussy before testing with the different vibration settings.
Carley’s body convulses against Hunter, her fists clenching as pleasure surged through her.
As the vibrator worked her pussy, Hunter squirted lube down her ass before slipping the tip of the cock inside the woman.
Blaize was teasing my pussy, and my clit throbbed with desire, begging for attention as the scene continued to play out.
I was unsure if it was from Carley being bound, Hunter’s delicate yet powerful movements as she fucked her, or the thought of me and Blaize replacing both of them.
It surely couldn’t be the thought of the whip.
If I had bruises on my back from the riding crop, I could only imagine what the whip would do. But why was I so intrigued?
“Kadence, are you okay?”
Every little touch electrified my body, sending ripples of ecstasy straight to my throbbing clit.
I sank into Blaize’s touch, grinding my hips into her, needing some kind of friction to tame the growing desire in my core.
But I refused to take my eyes off of the art in front of me, because that was exactly what it was.
It was a scene—art with sex. It was beautifully planned and executed to get this reaction from the crowd.
Fantasies flashed through my mind with Blaize behind me with her whip while Hunter teased me before fading to Hunter and Blaize both fucking me.
These thoughts were forbidden. A whimper escaped my lips as I buried my face into Blaize’s neck.
Blaize slipped her fingers inside my panties, groaning at how wet I was.
Was this thought truly forbidden if Blaize knew exactly what I wanted, and a threesome was one of fantasies?
“Let’s go to my office, princess.”
I obeyed, letting her pull me through the crowd that was solely focused on Hunter and Carley.
Walking up the steps was a battle, one I almost lost a handful of times because I stumbled.
My desire-filled brain was focused on pleasure, the pleasure I knew Blaize would give me the moment we were in her office.
I was going to be putty in my mistress’s hands.
Blaize sat on the edge of her desk, her legs slightly spread as she eyed me lustfully.
How the hell did I get this lucky to have this woman to bring me my greatest desires and fantasies?
I fell to my knees between her legs in my sub position, causing Blaize to laugh gently, which sent chills up my spine.
“Princess, stand up.”
“Blaize, I—”
She patted her thigh. “Let me take care of you.”
On shaky legs, I stood up, and Blaize wrapped her arm around my waist, pulling me back to her.
She wrapped her legs around my bare shins, spreading me wide as I straddled her hips.
Blaize trailed her fingers up my legs, pushing my dress up as her fingers teased the hem of my panties.
“Tell me what you were thinking about out here.”
“I…”
She rubbed gentle, teasing circles around my clit. “Be my good girl, princess, and tell me so I can let you come.”
“I was thinking about you, but also—” I bit back my moan as she pressed her thumb into my clit and slid two fingers inside my dripping pussy. “I was thinking about Hunter, too.”
“My dirty little whore. You want to fuck Hunter?” She quickened her pace, curling her fingers inside me. “You want her to lick your pretty little pussy? Don’t get shy now.”
She pulled out before slowly slipping back inside me, dragging out this pleasure. “I want both of you,” I admitted. “I want to be between the two of you while you both fuck me. I—” I moaned as Blaize curled her fingers inside me. “—oh God, Blaize.”
“Good girl.” My orgasm barreled through me, a reward for lusting after another woman.
“Y-you’re not mad?” I questioned, out of breath.
She brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean.
“Why would I be? I want you to live out your darkest desires. Never be afraid to tell me what you want.” She caressed my neck, her fingers brushing against the collar.
“It is why I collared you. I love you. You are mine, even if I were to share you with Hunter.”
I leaned my head back, taking Blaize’s lips in a soft and passionate kiss as I came down from my orgasm.
I was still so needy and desperate for pleasure.
Blaize looped her finger under my panties, tugging them awkwardly down my legs until I could kick them off and spread my legs further.
I jumped when the door to Blaize’s office opened, but Blaize kept my legs spread as Hunter stepped inside, looking directly at my soaked pussy.
“You started without me,” she pouted.
“Your show did a lot more than you expected it to. Is your submissive taken care of?”
Hunter’s eyes were solely focused on my pussy as Blaize slid back inside me. “Yep, I brought her down, but she still wanted to play, so I left her in the caring hands of another domme.” She pushed my dress up further to fully see Blaize’s fingers inside me. “Do you want us to share you tonight?”
I looked up at Blaize who had a neutral expression on her face. She looked at me and smiled. “This is your choice.”
My eyes went back to Hunter, and I nodded. “Yes.”
Hunter went to her knees, and I swear my heart fluttered.
Why was it when dominant women got on their knees, I saw God?
Blaize removed her fingers from me, swirling my arousal onto my clit, before resting her wet fingers on my thighs and spreading me wider.
Hunter was salivating. Her eyes dilated as she looked at me.
If someone would have told me six months ago that I would be in this situation or have women fawning over me, I’d say they were crazy.
Blaize tugged my dress up, pulling the material over my head and tossing it to the side of her office, leaving me completely naked and vulnerable to both of them.
Hunter ran her forefingers through my slick pussy lips, hitting my clit with feather lightness.
Her face was millimeters away from my pussy, making goosebumps kiss my skin with anticipation.
“You’re so ready for me,” she purred against my pussy.
Blaize kissed my neck as Hunter’s tongue flattened against my pussy, licking me and stopping before she got to my clit. She was teasing me. I wanted to move my hips and grind my pussy against her face, but Blaize held my thighs down.
“Fuck, I knew you’d taste delicious,” Hunter purred against me before diving back in.
She licked me again before gripping my thighs, her short nails digging into my sensitive flesh. Hunter buried herself deeper into me like she was trying to devour my soul through my pussy. My fingers curled into her platinum hair, pushing her deeper into me.
“Oh, fuck…oh my God,” I whimpered.
Blaize kept a death grip on my thighs as Hunter spread my pussy, her teeth lightly nibbling my clit before her plump lips closed around it. Hunter feasted like I was the last thing she would ever have in this lifetime.
“Watch her, Kadence.” My pussy clenched at her husky whisper, but I obeyed, peering down to catch Hunter’s icy-blue gaze. Hunter’s lust-filled gaze was locked on mine as she continued to devour me, but she slowed down, halting the building orgasm. “Keep your eyes on her, or you won’t come.”
Hunter swirled her tongue on my clit as she spread my pussy and speared two fingers inside me.
She had a wicked mouth in general, but holy shit, she knew how to use it.
Her movements were rhythmic, rotating from sucking to licking to curling her fingers.
She was making my body dance closer and closer to oblivion, and I hoped whatever deity was blessing me that they would let me come.
Hunter’s eyes were more pupil than cerulean blue as she hummed… humming in delight as she ate me out.
Blaize moved one hand from my thigh and wrapped it around my throat, squeezing gently as she pulled my head back.
Her lips slammed against mine in a dominating kiss as I sank into her.
Even with Hunter between my thighs, she was still the only one who mattered to me.
If she wasn’t here, I wouldn’t be enjoying this nearly as much.
My body trembled as my orgasm tapered closer and closer to the edge.
Blaize swallowed my pleasure-filled moans until my thighs were squeezing Hunter’s head in a vise grip, but she was still lapping and stealing my pleasure.
I winced as Hunter’s nails dug into my thighs, forcing them open as she vigorously sucked my clit.
My back arched, white dots dancing across my vision as my orgasm jostled through me.
My teeth sank into Blaize’s neck, silencing my screams of pleasure.
Hunter crawled up, grabbing my jaw and crashing her lips to mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth.
Kissing her felt different from kissing Blaize.
Don’t get me wrong, this kiss was intense, but kissing her felt like a summer storm, temperamental and aggressive, whereas with Blaize, it was like finding a missing lyric to a familiar song.
“Let’s get you to the playroom, princess.”