True Desires (6 page)

Chapter Nine

After responding to a few house calls and public disturbance calls, their shift was over and now it was time to face the music. He always kept an extra change of clothes in a duffle bag with him just in case he needed to change without going all the way home. This was one of those times. He tried one last time to postpone their visit to the club, but Orlando refused to give in. “Bro, I have already made the appointment. If I cancel on this dude he may not open up his schedule for another visit for us. We gotta take it now.” Taking a deep breath, Fabian looked at his friend and realized it was now or never. Calling up Courtney, he told her he was going out for drinks with Orlando and just as they had both suspected, she did not argue with his change of plans. He and his partner showered and changed at the station and then headed out for the club.

The greetings at the door were much different once they arrived in normal clothes. Dressed in black slacks and a button-down shirt, he pulled his hair down from the ponytail he was required to wear for work. Orlando was dressed in something similar. The guard at the door was the same from their previous visit but this time he explained the rules of the club and expressed the type of demeanor they were expected to carry themselves with in order to enjoy a full night at the club.

“We have an appointment with Vic. He’s giving my boy here the full tour,” Orlando told the hostess in the lobby after they entered the club. The hostess gave him a hungry look when his best friend pointed in his direction. “Top or bottom, if I may ask?” If he understood the term correctly, she was wondering if he was a Dom or a sub. “Just a spectator for the night.” He hoped his answer warded off her interest in taking the opposite position of whichever one he was.

“Well, in that case, have a good night and I hope to see you around here more often. Perhaps on your next visit you will be willing to take on a partner.” The hostess pointed them in the direction of the main stage to meet up with Victor. Vic was ending a session as they walked through the door. He noticed how most of the women and some of the men in the room turned their full attention to him as he stood there, under a dim light, against the wall. He did not know much about the official lifestyle, but he was hoping that he was not giving off any signs of wanting to be with a man. His long hair did sometimes give the wrong impression, but he would be damned if he was going to cut it. Courtney loved his long hair, it was a trademark of his heritage and it was a part of who he was.

Turning his attention to the actions on stage, he looked at the mountain of a man standing there wielding a whip at a beautiful young woman who was strapped to an object that looked like a cross. The welts that marred her back were artistic and intriguing. Beautiful, even. His own body was reacting to the sight before him. “That’s Vic up on the stage. He’s the head Dom here; Master, to be exact.” Orlando’s vocal intrusion redirected his thoughts. He was thankful for the interruption, because he was about to show everyone in the room what he was working with. Slacks were not the best concealer in these sorts of situations.

“This is incredible.” His fascination with the club was starting to pique rapidly. Not knowing what to expect when they arrived, he honestly was enjoying the experience, so far. Vic dropped the whip and released the woman mounted to the cross and carried her off the stage. The man disappeared off in the distance as the crowd of people dissipated, going in different directions. A half-naked woman approached him and Orlando to deliver a message. “Vic asks that you wait here. He will be right with you after he tends to his sub.” She lowered her head at Orlando in a polite manner. “Good to see you again, Sir.”

“How the hell often do you come here?” Orlando fit right in, which surprised him just a little. Some of the patrons and the employees knew him very well. Was there actually something about his best friend that he did not know? Had he been involved in this lifestyle and had not told him about it? No wonder he was so open to the conversation when he brought it up. It all made sense now. When Orlando had taken him to the sex shop to pick up toys for Courtney’s birthday, he had been so confident and seemingly experienced with the whole thing.

“Bro, I’m a member.” Orlando gave him a dry response as if he should have figured it out by now.

“What the fuck? You never told me about this.” Well damn, his friend did have a secret life that he knew nothing about.

“You are so laid back and conservative that I didn’t think you would give a shit. Well, until about a week ago anyway.” Shaking his head, Fabian was shocked to find out that Orlando took part in these sorts of actions on a regular basis.

“Sooo… Are you…” Fabian didn’t get the chance ask the question he was now very curious about.

Victor came out of nowhere, approaching them from the side and reaching out his hand to Orlando. “Hey, Orlando. Sorry about the hold up. The session ran longer than I expected.” His friend shook his head as he accepted the man’s hand and brushed off his apology. “It’s cool. We were enjoying the show like everyone else. Nice work and beautiful sub! This is my boy, Fabian. The one I told you about.” Victor extended his hand during the introduction. Accepting the hand shake, he took notice of the man’s size and wondered how he controlled his hand and strength so well that he did not seriously injure a tiny woman, such as the sub he had just been working with.

“Good to meet you Vic. I agree, nice work.”

“It’s nice to see some of our kind realizing their true desires.” Victor’s statement answered the question he was about to ask before Victor had walked up and interrupted the conversation between him and his friend. Orlando was a Dom as well. He was sure glad to hear that because the thought of his large friend submitting to a woman or a man was an image he did not need. “True desires?” He wondered what Victor meant by that. “The fact that you enjoyed the part of the scene you just witnessed says you have the natural trait of a Dom. Most people freak out during their first experience with that sort of play. Whips, chains and pain deter the weak-hearted, newbies or rookies, so to speak.”

Within three minutes, this man had seen something in him that he did not know existed in himself. Up until about a week ago, he had gotten no pleasure out of that extent of sexual play, at least that he was aware of. “I just recently discovered that these things interest me. I was afraid to share it with my lady, but she is coming around to the whole situation quite nicely. What I want to know is the basics and the different levels of dominance there are?”

Victor shook his head as he looked over at Orlando and then back at him. “I have a little test for you first. I’ve set up a session with an experienced sub just to see how comfortable you really are with your dominance. From there I will know how to guide you into your next steps.”

Victor led them to his private room, which was locked. Using his key, he opened the door to reveal a sub kneeling naked on the floor. Her head was lowered with the back of her hands resting on the top of her thighs. Sitting perfectly still and remaining quiet, she did not acknowledge their presences as they slowly entered the room. Victor closed the door behind them, locked it, and then approached the woman on the floor. “This is considered a presentation of a submissive. This is Brooke.” As he rubbed his hand over her hair, she still remained completely still and quiet. “Very nice, pet. Your Dom for the evening, Fabian, is here. He is new so you are required to be patient with him as the scene progresses. Got it?” Fabian watched the interaction between the man and the woman. She was at his full command, agreeing to any and everything he said. “Orlando is only here for support of his friend; he will not be participating in the session unless Fabian invites him to join in. I am now releasing my command over you to Fabian. I will be present to oversee and guide the rookie for your security.”

Stepping back, he leaned against the far wall and raised his hand in gesture towards the waiting sub. “She’s all yours. Allow her to provide a safe word and then proceed in any way you wish. Everything you need is in this room: props, toys, lubes, condoms if you need to use them. Any sexual intercourse must include the use of protection; it’s house rules.”

Throwing up his hands, Fabian had to set the record straight. “I appreciate the openness of this session but I am in a committed relationship so there will be no sexual intercourse of any kind. I do have other plans in mind that I think will be passable in my current circumstance.” He smirked and looked down at Brooke.

She was beautiful and all his. Her body structure was similar to Courtney’s which would make any encounter with her easier to bear. “Brooke, stand up, precious.” As she rose from the floor, neither her eyes, nor her head lifted from the downward position they were in. She stood before him with her hands down by her side awaiting his next command. “Let’s go over to the wheel.” He had never used one before but it looked like fun and it was perfect for the idea he had for her. Once in front of the wheel, he backed her up against the black leather contraption and strapped her arms and legs to it. “Victor, where are your toys?” Brooke smiled slightly at Fabian’s question. She must have known she was in for a night full of pleasure. Fabian smiled
back at her while he took a good look at her body. The pink tips resting on top of her perfect perky breasts hardened right before his eyes. “If I may say, you are gorgeous, Sir.” Brooke whispered and then lowered her eyes again.

Victor pointed to a glass display case directly across from him. “Take your pick.” Inside that case were nipple clamps, vibrators, dildos and so much more. Feeling like a kid in a candy store, he twiddled his fingers in the air before making his selections. Orlando posted up on the opposite wall across from Victor. They both had a good view from behind him because of the way the wheel was positioned in the room. Neither said of them said anything, made any suggestions or offered to lend a hand. Orlando, usually the co-signer for everything, did not utter a word.

Choosing a pair of nipple clamps, he walked back over to Brooke. “Your safe word?” Brooke quirked her lips before responding. She lifted her eyes and locked them with his. “Rookie.” Victor chuckled from across the room. “I forgot to mention, she is a bit feisty.” Nodding, he stared directly into Brooke’s eyes. “That’s quite all right. I have something for that. I believe it will change her image of me.” Orlando chuckled this time.

Pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he prepped each nipple for the clamps before clipping them into place. When Brooke hissed and moaned, he assumed the blood must have been slowly rushing from her tender peaks. After giving the chain of the clamps a slight tug, he walked back to the display case. Looking over his shoulder, he wondered what part of her body he wanted to tease first. Her nipples were already occupied. With her legs spread wide, he could see her little pink nub sticking out and begging for attention. He smirked. The thought of playing with her pretty pussy made his appendage come to life. The hard-on forming in his pants hung down his pant leg and rubbed against his thigh.

Choosing a plug, lube and a remote controlled vibrator, he returned to his sub. He searched for her reaction to the selections in his hands. Her expression did not change. No smile or smirk, but her breathing did seem to pick up, probably from anticipation. Placing both the toys in one hand, he used the hand holding the tiny tube of lube to spin the wheel without warning. “Eeek!” Brooke squealed. Now with her body upside down, her moist flower in his face, he was ready to see what other sounds she made. His mouth watered at the sweet scent of her essence coating the crest between her thighs.

He loved Courtney so much, but that was not stopping him from thinking of the things he wanted to do to the woman hanging naked in front of him. After all, he was a man, and he knew there were some things he could not control, like the naughty things roaming through his mind at the moment. He was going to consider this a learning experience for later on. If Courtney knew what he was doing right now she would probably be upset because he was with another woman, but to ease his guilty conscious, he could honestly say he would rather it be her strapped to that wheel right now instead of Brooke.

Tuning back to the here and now, he lubed up the plug and traced it around her puckered hole. Brooke flinched when the cool gel touched her back door. “Do you want it?” The tone of his voice was deep and husky. The room was silent even with the other two men still in the room. Still teasing her second entrance, she moaned and groaned, but did not respond. “I can’t hear you.” He wanted to hear her ask for it. If she took too long to respond he was going to make her beg for it. The protruding pearl twitched in front of his eyes. He could tell she wanted it.

“Please, Sir.” She finally responded in a panting voice.

“Please, Sir, what?” Wanting to hear her ask him to slide the plug in her ass, he continued to tease her.

She tightened her cheeks around the hard toy that was taunting her, trying to fight the pleasure the slight touch was bringing to her. “Just say it,” He crooned. Looking down at her, he became well aware of the visual she was getting from her upside down position. His cock was harder than before and tenting the front of his slacks, blocking her view of his face. He stepped back; he wanted to look into her eyes and see the desire in them. She eyed his hard-on and licked her lips just before she said the words he was longing to hear. “Yes, Sir. I want it buried deep inside my ass. Please!” Stepping forward, he slowly pushed the plug into her ass and basked in the sounds of her sexual moans and groans.

“Very good,” he growled. He checked the security of the plug, making sure it was in place. He aligned the tip of the vibrator with her glistening folds and opened them up for the insertion of the toy. Slipping the hard fixture into her core, he felt a tug against the cord. Her pussy was thanking him for the attention he was paying to it. Tugging on the cord a few times, he pushed and pulled the end of the vibrator in and out of her. Her heavy breathing and panting said he was doing everything just right.