Authors: Lolita Lopez
never imagined her extremely modest friend baring that
much of her body in public.
The shiny white fabric of her tiny skirt had been
flipped up to give Vicious total access. As he talked,
Vicious slid two fingers in and out of Halie as if it were
Vicious slid two fingers in and out of Halie as if it were
the most natural thing in the world to penetrate his wife
while talking shop. How her friend managed not to
squirm or squeal, Naya would never know. Apparently
Vicious had trained her wel.
It occurred to Naya that the depth of Halie’s love and
commitment to her husband must have been limitless. If
Menace ever asked her to do such a thing, she’d use her
safeword and then promptly knee him right in the nuts.
She glanced at Menace and found his amused smile
incredibly aggravating. He tugged her along to an empty
chair.
Vicious noticed him then and smiled. “Menace! Good
to see you and your beautiful wife.”
“And you,” Menace said before taking the empty
spot. He gestured to the floor. “Kneel.”
Naya narrowed her eyes but shot him a sickly sweet
smile. “Of course,
my liege
.”
Across the seating area, Vicious laughed. “When you
get home, I’d cuff her to the bed if I were you. I’d hate
for you to wake up with a pilow over your face in
retribution for whatever you plan to do to her tonight.”
Menace gave her hair a tug. It wasn’t enough to cause
pain but enough to get her attention. “I’l take it under
pain but enough to get her attention. “I’l take it under
advisement.”
Vicious had described what he considered to be a
punishment, but Naya’s nipples tightened at the very
thought of being cuffed al night. Menace would take
advantage of her limited motion and leave her so limp
and breathless she would wake with shaky legs.
The general tilted his head as if studying her. “Or
maybe not.”
Menace chuckled and stroked her back. “When
you’re finished with Halie’s punishment, I’d like to
request permission for my wife to speak with yours. It’s
her first time at the club and she’s feeling skittish.”
“Oh, this isn’t punishment.” Vicious worked his hand a
bit faster. “This is foreplay. Halie’s been such a good
wife this week I decided to reward her with her favorite
things.”
Favorite things? Halie, sweet and innocent-looking
Hallie,
liked
to be taken in public? Naya couldn’t wrap
her mind around it.
As the pilot engaged Menace in friendly conversation,
Naya dared to lift her gaze to Vicious again. Al of his
attention remained on Halie’s naked bottom. When he
attention remained on Halie’s naked bottom. When he
puled his fingers from her body, there was no ignoring
the glistening nectar coating them. By the looks of it,
Halie was enjoying her precarious position very, very
much.
Vicious reached down and grasped Halie by the
waist. She was so light he didn’t strain when he lifted her
off the ground and onto his lap. The massive, intimidating
general cupped her face with such gentleness and spoke
so softly only Halie could hear what he said. He teased
his mouth over hers once, twice, before finaly claiming
her lips.
Watching Vicious kiss Halie was one of the most
erotic things Naya had ever seen. She finaly understood
why so many of the other wives gossiped about Vicious
and Halie’s love life. The man oozed such raw sexuality
and complete control that it mesmerized her.
Menace’s lips ghosted across her ear. “Jealous?”
She glanced back at him and saw the teasing smile on
his face. “No,” she answered honestly. “Intrigued? Yes.
Jealous of another woman’s husband? Never.”
Menace rubbed the back of her neck and kissed her
temple. “Good answer.”
She snorted. “Whatever you say, Master.”
She snorted. “Whatever you say, Master.”
It was another minute or two before Vicious finished
kissing Halie. He whispered something in her ear and
then let her climb off his lap. To Naya’s astonishment,
Halie turned, bent over and lifted her skirt once again.
Vicious smacked her backside twice, the pops so loud
that Naya flinched. Halie actualy had a grin on her face
when she straightened and smoothed down the shiny
white fabric of her miniskirt.
Would tonight’s surprises ever end?
As Halie walked toward her, Naya caught her first
look at the tattoo now exposed on Halie’s left side. It
curved along her hip and rib cage toward her breast.
From what Naya could see, it had many of the same
elements of the painting hanging in the couple’s entryway.
Remembering the way Menace had explained the Harcos
tradition of honoring one’s family with tattoos on the left
side of the body, the side closest to the heart, Naya
realized that some wives did this too.
Halie gestured to a smal silver mat on the other end
of the seating area. Naya looked to Menace who
nodded his permission. Knowing she was a bit off
balance because of her cuffed arms, he grabbed her
balance because of her cuffed arms, he grabbed her
waist and helped her stand. “Thank you, Master.”
His only reply was to caress her thigh and give her a
little pinch. She yelped but didn’t stick around to let him
swat her. That big hand of his had given her a few good
whacks last week. She’d felt the sting for two days and
wasn’t in any rush to relive that experience.
Sitting cross-legged in front of Halie, Naya stared at
her friend. Halie blushed and nervously fingered the end
of a braid. She’d parted her hair in the middle and
braided each side, adorning the ends with hot-pink
ribbons. Halie spoke first. “So…um…”
“Yeah,” Naya said with a nervous laugh.
“Al I can say is that seven months ago, I was where
you are now. Al of this terrified me. Vicious showed me
so much patience. He made sure I felt secure and safe
while we explored the different aspects of this part of
their culture.”
“And now you like,
you know
, in public?”
“Sort of,” Halie said. Dropping her gaze, she
explained, “It’s the embarrassment of having other
people watching my husband take me that makes me
climax the hardest. I think, maybe, it’s because I was
publicly humiliated as a criminal. Somehow that
publicly humiliated as a criminal. Somehow that
experience got hardwired into my brain in a realy weird
way. When I’m with Vicious and his hands are on me
that embarrassment changes to something so powerful. I
can’t…I can’t realy describe it.”
Naya swalowed hard. “I think I understand.”
Halie touched Naya’s knee. “You trust Menace,
right?”
“I do.”
“So trust him to guide you through this,” Halie
suggested wisely. “If things go pear-shaped, you just
whip out that safeword and reassess.”
Naya could feel Menace watching her but didn’t dare
glance back at him. She scooted a bit closer to Halie. “I
think he’s going to make one of my fantasies come true
tonight.”
Halie’s eyes widened. Excitement flashed across her
face. “Ooh! What is it?”
Overcome with embarrassment, Naya couldn’t bring
herself to tel Halie. “It’s just something I saw in one of
those dirty movies.”
“Aha! The 900 range? Yeah.” Halie roled her eyes.
“Vicious cals them the learning channels. Some of the
“Vicious cals them the learning channels. Some of the
things he’s persuaded me to watch on there!” She started
giggling. “I mean,
really
?”
“There seems to be a sort of normal level of kink and
then another level of frightening stuff that gives me the
creeps.”
“But what you saw in this movie didn’t scare you?”
Naya shook her head. “It excited me. A lot.”
“So why do you look so worried? Menace obviously
cares for you a great deal. He wants you to feel
empowered and sexy. He won’t let anything happen to
you that you don’t want.”
Naya wished she could bring herself to confess what
had excited her so much. Then Halie would understand
why Naya was so nervous. She remembered Halie’s
advice and found some reassurance in that. “Safeword,
right?”
Halie nodded. “Safeword.”
A moment later, Halie reached out and swept her
fingers across the blue colar now hugging Naya’s neck.
“It’s realy beautiful.”
Naya touched the colar again. “It is.”
“Blue is your favorite color?”
“Blue is your favorite color?”
“Yes, and it’s the safeword Menace gave me.”
“How sweet,” Halie said and smiled genuinely. “Your
colar is a constant reminder of who you belong to and
how safe you are with him.”
The ful gravity of Menace’s choice of colar hadn’t hit
her until just then. The reality of just how much Menace
cared for her hit Naya right in the gut. Her feelings
toward him became so clear. A certain word danced in
the forefront of her mind but she didn’t dare use it. She’d
already made herself so vulnerable by trusting him
completely. To admit that what she felt for him was
something so powerful was too much, too fast for her.
“Kitten.”
Vicious’ voice cut through the music and conversation.
Naya watched as Halie turned her attention toward the
general. He held up one finger. Halie obviously
understood the signal because she nodded. “That’s my
cue to wrap it up.”
“Oh.” Naya felt so calm and at ease talking with
Halie. Once she was gone, Naya would be completely
at the mercy of Menace’s plans.
Halie grasped her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Come
see me tomorrow. We’l do a brunch and talk. How
see me tomorrow. We’l do a brunch and talk. How
does ten o’clock sound?”
“Perfect.”
“Great.” Halie hugged her and then jumped to her
feet. She made her way to Vicious and stood dutifuly
next to his chair while he finished his conversation with
Menace. When he was done, Vicious wrapped an arm
around Halie’s tiny waist and lifted her right onto his
shoulder as he stood. He clamped his hand on her bare
backside and left the area with Halie dangling over his
back. She wore a dopey grin and shot Naya two thumbs
up for encouragement and luck.
Shaking her head at her friend’s siliness, Naya rose
slowly from her cross-legged position and rejoined
Menace. She started to kneel but he stopped her.
Menace slid his arm around her waist and gently petted
the spot above her belybutton. He pointed to the dark-
haired man sitting across from them. “Say helo to
Hazard.”
Naya eyed the tal Harcos warrior. He had a kind
face. “Helo, Sir.”
“Helo, ma’am.”
Ma’am? That wasn’t at al what she expected. His
Ma’am? That wasn’t at al what she expected. His
easygoing smile settled her nerves.
“Hazard is an old and dear friend of mine. He doesn’t
get to spend much time in this area but he’s on a one-
week layover on the
Valiant
. Hazard has agreed to help
me make your fantasy a reality tonight.”
Naya stiffened as the implication hit home. Last week,
when Menace had been flipping through the various
channels available in the 900 range, he’d landed on a
prison scene where one woman was being taken by five
guards.
At first, she’d experienced utter revulsion at the very
idea, but then something primal had flicked on deep
inside her. Living on the streets as a child, her greatest
fears had been kidnapping, arrest, interrogation and
sexual assault. Like Halie, Naya’s body seemed to have
confused the signals between fear and arousal. The things
that terrified her most seemed to arouse her the most.
She gulped and glanced at Menace. “You want your
friend to… With us?”
Menace’s fingertips stroked the swels of her breasts.
“Possibly.”
She relaxed a little. It was clear Menace wasn’t going
to just let Hazard have free access to her body.
“This is fantasy, Naya. It’s a chance for you to explore
the things that arouse you and frighten you in a safe
environment.” He grasped the front of her colar and
tugged her face down until their lips were almost
touching. The controling gesture made her bely swoop
with excitement. “Are you ready?”