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A security guard approached them and asked Axel if he could speak with them for a moment. Axel and Wicked excused themselves and went out into the hallway and into the security room. “What’s up” Wicked asked.

I tried calling and texting ya’ll both but ya’ll didn’t respond. Both of your women are here. Sullen’s car is outside Axel.

“What the fuck Axle roared!” Roll the fucking cameras back now!

As Vic rolled the cameras, back to the when Sullen’s car first pulled in Axle and Wicked frowned! They watched them get out and place their mask on. All the blood drained out of their damn faces. He knew it was something about her voice that made him take pause.

We are so fucked right now dude! Our females are here and dressed like that! “What the hell were they thinking?” Damnit Aris…she knew what the hell she was doing! She wanted our asses to get fucking caught!

Aris’s probably laughing at our us right now Wicked spat! “I am promising retribution on her ass after tonight is over, but right now, we have got to send them on their way right fucking now!” Come on let’s get them out here. As they made their way back to the bar, Sullen and Arden were nowhere to be found. Shit! “Where the hell did they wonder off to?” I swear if catch any motherfuckers hands on my woman Axle spat, I will fucking stick my foot so far up their ass they’ll be shit’in out their mouths for weeks!

Axel looked at Vic and said, find them now and let us know when you do! Vic nodded and went back to the camera room. Vic found then instantly and radioed them exactly where they were. They were with Aris and her Dom inside their playroom.

What are they doing Wicked spat into his headset!

They’re just talking the security guard radioed back. Aris is explaining how it was that she and her Dom came to be. Axel calmed his nerves down before they approached the door, but what Axel heard, made him go from calm to violent at the mention of Aris’s handler ask Sullen and Arden if they wanted to feel how rock hard he was. Now, a man never wants a trespasser on another man’s turf. It’s more of a conflict for dominance that a man has when an innate feeling of that is threatened, when they face competition for their women. It’s like a duel, what the trophy is, is not as important as winning is ultimately. Both Wicked and Axel knew that the other Dom didn’t know that the women were theirs but that didn’t matter at that point! Wicked and Axel stormed in picked up the Dom and slammed him up against the wall and told him not to ever speak to these two women in particular ever again!

They picked both women up and carried them out kicking and screaming, but before Axel made it out of the door, he looked back at Aris and told her that she was on full punishment after tonight! She bowed her head but he didn’t miss the apparent grin she had on her face.

Put us down I screamed are two crazy!

Stop fighting me Sullen, Axel said, gritting his teeth. Vander and I knew that we were busted and the shit was about to go down! Once we were 0utside, Jaxsin yanked Sullens mask off her face as Vander did the same to Arden.

“What the hell is wrong with you two lunatics?” Jaxsin and Vander pulled their masks off and held their hands out in so they would know. Now you know our secret, this is what we are in to! We are tired of hiding this from ya’ll!

Arden looked at Wicked and called him by his name. Evander…is that you! She yanked his mask out of his hands and stumbled back. What the fuck is this! “You two are the club owners?”

Axel pinched the bridge of his nose and said yes Arden we are and now the both of you know; now tell us why the hell the both of you are here!

How dare you ask us that I yelled! The both of you assholes have been lying to us for years now, so if anyone needs to explain it you two idiots do! Huh… at least now we know why ya’ll come home smelling like pussy!

Jaxsin reached for Sullen but she backed up. Don’t touch me, come on Arden let’s get the fuck away from here I’ve had enough of this shit for one night, but let’s be clear on this we’ll be back but next time we want different handlers other than you two!

The hell you will both Jaxsin and Evander yelled at the same time! “Neither one of you will never be allowed back in here EVER!” Evander yelled!

Huh…okay Arden said, then we’ll just go somewhere else then! Good night assholes!

Jaxsin and Evander stood there looking once again looking dumbfounded. “What the hell just happened here Evander said, angrily?” I am honestly at loss right now Vander…but knowing our women they are about to light our asses on fire! It’s about to go down dude…It’s about to go down!

Chapter Thirteen

*Sullen*

Arden and I stopped off at a bar and had a few drinks to drown out what had happened tonight and we were more than pissed! Afterwards I dropped Arden off back at home and I went back to my hotel. I couldn’t believe this shit! How could Jaxsin do this to me, it pissed me off even more because he had asked her to trust him! I stumbled out of the car and caught myself. Damn I must have one to many to drinks. I had never been drunk in my life but tonight I had a damn good reason to be!

Jaxsin

I sat gazing out the window at Sullen as she stumbled into the hotel. It was three in the damn morning and he had tracked her every move since she left the club. I had called the bar where they ended up at and asked the club owner to keep an eye on them and call me after they had left. Wicked was up waiting for Arden for to arrive as well. I’d kept pacing back and forth looking out the window waiting for her to come back. It was a beautiful night, and I might have enjoyed it more had I not been so worried about Sullen! I walked back to the window again to look down the street, and saw a pair of headlights coming around the corner. Sullen was driving the car using a little more of the road than she should have…too easy to lose control.

As her car approached the hotel I felt a sigh of relief as I saw Sullen pull up into the parking lot. She turned the car a little too sharp turning into the spot and parked the car part way on the hump as she came to a halt.

The relief I felt was rapidly changing to anger as she stepped out of the car and giggled as she saw how she had parked the car. She dropped her keys and took two steps sideways before bending down to pick them up. She never once looked toward the hotel as she giggled and staggered her way to the door, flipping one key after another looking for the door key when she remembered that it was a key card she needed to use to get inside the door. Of all the idiotic things to do, drinking and driving! I stepped away from the window before she spotted me and headed for the bedroom. I was going to teach her a lesson she was never going to forget, but not now. She had made it to the hotel safe and in her obvious condition, anything I said or did would be half forgotten by morning. A hangover was going to be the least of her problems though.

He slipped into bed just as the door opened. He heard the keys jingle as they hit the floor again, and she quietly giggling as she picked them up. He rolled over and pretended to be asleep as she tip toed into the room. He would have to admit, it was pretty damn funny listening to her making so much noise while trying to be quiet. She “Shhhhed,” the closet door when it creaked as she opened it, and “Shhhed,” the wall as she bumped into it to keep from falling when she took her shoes off. She slipped into bed; it was safe to say she was asleep long before her head ever hit the pillow and didn’t even realize that I was in bed with her.

I woke up early the next morning, and called for room service to fix some bacon and eggs, toast and jam, with orange slices, orange juice, and coffee. I placed the plate on a tray with a rose, and took it into the bedroom and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed. I went over to the window, opened the curtain and let the sun shine fill the room. Sullen moaned, rolled over and covered her head.

I smiled and walked over to the bed, and gave her a few pats on the bottom and turned her around. “Happy birthday baby sit up; I’ve got a surprise for you.” I told her. Sullen groaned and said, she was sick, she didn’t feel good and wanted to go back to sleep. I helped her sit up, propped some pillows behind her back, and then set the tray on her lap.

I could tell this didn’t set to well with her stomach, she turned a little pale and looked up at me and gave me a half smile. “Jaxsin,” this is a nice surprise and sweet of you, but I really don’t feel good this morning and I am not ready to see or speak to you yet!

I sat on the side of the bed next to her, and picked up a piece of bacon and began nibbling on it. “Well, you were out late, and it was cold last night, maybe you’re coming down with something.”

“No, I’ll be all right.” she answered. She picked up the orange juice, and asked me to get her a couple of aspirin. “My stomach is a little upset, and I have a slight headache is all, but I’ll be fine in a little while.”

As I got the aspirin, I almost felt sorry for her…almost.

She picked up the orange juice and I handed her the aspirin and then took the tray from the bed then asked her why she drove back to the hotel knowing she was drunk. “You know how I feel about driving and drinking. It’s hard enough driving in sober, but it’s even worse when you’ve been drinking.”

Sullen looked at me, and was very adamant about letting me know that she wasn’t “drunk,” that she’d only had a couple of cocktails and that was all, and drove home just fine.

“Oh really now?” I took her by the hand, pulled her out of bed, and told her to come with me. “I want to show you something.” I led her into the living room, opened up the front curtain, and told her to look out in the parking lot. When she did, I asked her to explain how the car got parked on the hump and not in the parking spot. Her eyes opened wide, and she covered her mouth and let out with a soft “Oops.”

Still holding onto her hand, I led her to the dining room, pulled out a chair from the dining room table, and turned it around. “Oh and by the way Sullen, breakfast in bed isn’t the surprise I was going to give you, this is! In less than a heartbeat, I’d sat down and pulled her over my knee. Since you want to know what it’s like to go to BDSM club baby, let me give you a sample.

I wrapped my arms around her waist holding her in place over my lap and told her I was going to make sure something like this never happened again! I grabbed the waistband of her flannel pj’s and yanked them down. “Don’t you dare!” she hollered, looking back at me over her shoulder. “Don’t you even think about it!”

I slipped my hand under her panties and slid them down over her ass, and let them rest halfway down her thighs. “You’ll pay for this! I’ll make your life miserable for the rest of your damn life if you do this to me!” she yelled.

“Good!” I replied,” I hope you do, because that’s how long I want you around, for the rest of my Life!” I love you woman and I would never intentionally try to hurt you! Oh and by the way I never touched Kayla…Ever…and I fired her as well, but we will talk about that later. And on that note, I raised my hand high in the air, and brought it down squarely on her upturned ass. Sullen’s head shot up, and she gasped. “Stop that this, OWWWWW!”

My hand came down again before she could finish her sentence. I raised my hand again and brought it down relentlessly on that lovely ass of hers. She struggled to get off my lap and began kicking her legs. I stopped only long enough to clamp my leg around hers to keep her still and from sliding off my lap, before I was finished giving her the spanking she deserved drinking and driving.

“Why are you doing this?” she cried out. “I don’t feel good, my head hurts and you’re doing this to me! You know I hardly ever drink, I don’t deserve this! I’m a grown woman damn it, and I can have a drink with my friend every once in a while if I want!”

I resumed the spanking with the same enthusiasm I had begun with, and told her she was right. She did have a right to have a drink with her friends every now and again if she wanted. She was also right about not drinking very often too. And! She was also right about being a “grown woman,” because a responsible woman would “never” have gotten behind the wheel of a car in the first place after drinking when she wasn’t used to it and drive herself home, especially at 3:00am in the damn morning!

It didn’t take long for her ass to change from Carmel brown, to red, to deep plum, and he heard the sniffles and knew she was close to tears. However, he was determined to make sure she’d never do anything like this again.

“In the future, woman, you call me to let me know if you’re too drunk to drive! Is that understood? Vander and I were worried sick about you and Arden!

Between the “ow, ow, ow’s” she promised she would. The tears were flowing freely by this time, but he didn’t let up with the spanking one bit.

“And secondly,” he added, “If you ever do something like this again, you’ll get more than what I’m giving you now is that clear?”

“Yes, yes yes!” she cried,” I will, I will, I promise!”

I stopped spanking her and let her lay across my lap until she calmed down a bit. When she had, I let her up, and stood up in front of her. She lowered her head and put her face in her hands sobbing. I lifted her chin until she was looking him in the eyes, then brushed the hair from her face, and wiped the tears from her eyes. I leaned down and gently kissed her on the lips and told her how much I loved her. Then I walked her over to the couch, pulled her into mylap, and began to explain what her father left in his will for her
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Both our fathers were
serial entrepreneurs and I give them credit for instilling the same spirit in me. They showed me that with enough determination and joy in what I do can create something out of nothing. I risked it all, sacrificed long hours at work to make sure that your father’s wishes were carried out for his daughter, that’s what I did, and I've never looked back. When my father died, in his will was another will…your fathers will and that was for his daughter to have a piece of the company that he and my father built but for not until your twenty sixth birthday. Why the age of twenty sis I will never know? He also stated that if you were still a Virgin that you would get…