A Man of Honor (9 page)

Chapter Sixteen

Deep purple lights lit the large entryway to the dungeon. Three purple leather sectional couches lined the walls along with large gracefully framed mirrors. Large glass coffee tables sat before each sectional, adorned with white roses. Dominic was impressed with the impeccable decorating. This was no ordinary dungeon. What he’d seen in Reno had impressed him, but this awed him. His libido was reaching another high.

“This is quite impressive,” he told Shauna as he scanned the large room.

“It is. Trey did the decorating. He does have a knack. I’ll give him that.”

Did he sense a change in her voice when she spoke of Trey. “How long has your brother been with him?”

“Long enough,” she said, checking one of the glass tables for dust.

“Hmm, do I sense a problem there?”

“No, not really, it’s just that at times he annoys the hell out of me. I hate the way he manipulates my brother sometimes. But Clarke is happy for the first time in years. So I let his holier than though attitude roll off me.”

“Would you like me to do a background check on him?” Dominic said, going against his usual grain. He had the access but hated to do favors. He had to remind himself this would be no favor, just helping the woman he loved.

“Really? Didn’t you say you made that a habit never to do?”

“Yup, but you’re more than just a habit, my love. You’re my responsibility, and it’s my need to protect you.”

She turned to him and touched his face. “You are exactly the man I want. There is no other for me. You have no idea how well-suited you are to be my Master, my Dom.”

“Shauna, I want to be more. I want you with me always. What I need is to own you, to take your life into my hands, to take care of you. I know now that’s not weird or overly possessive. For me it’s natural.”

“And it’s natural for me to want to submit to you. To give myself to you completely.”

As he held her close, a couple walked in. She was tall and stunning.  He was older, heavy, but pleasant looking.

“Shauna,” he exclaimed. “I’m so pleased to see you here. To what do we owe this pleasure?”

“Mr. and Mrs. Jamison, nice to see you both here. I want to show a friend this wonderful dungeon. He’s learning and exploring.”

The beautiful woman came to Shauna and hugged her. “Now who is this delicious piece of male fluff?” she asked.

Shauna let out a small laugh. “This is Dominic, who I am hoping will be my Dom. He’s got all the right qualities; he’s learning the lifestyle.”

“Oh, a Dom. I’m Abagail Jamison, and I’m a Domme.  This is my husband, Felix. He is my submissive and my husband.”

She held out her hand. Dominic shook it, impressed with her firm and confident handshake. “Very nice to meet you. Did you say Domme?”

“Yes, a female dominant. Felix and I have been living this lifestyle for over twenty years. Recently, we both realized we wanted more. So tonight we are meeting another sub here, a female who is interested in having me as a Domme. This is a first for me, but Felix and I discussed this, and we do believe this will add to our experiences and our sex life.”

****

Shauna held onto Dominic’s arm. Inside she could sense her fears, and her body trembled. As much as she wanted him, and she wanted to submit to him, she had severe trepidations about sharing him. Many dominants had more than one sub or slave. Some had their submissive, and a sex slave who serviced them both. And the slave needed what they both had to offer. It seemed to work well for all of them. Again, this was always done between consenting adults.

“Why don’t we all go into the main dungeon area. Cassie may be waiting for us there,” said Abagail.

Shauna smiled up at him. She took a deep breath. She wanted this. She had led him down this road. If he indeed, in time, wanted more than one sub, then as a well behaved and loyal sub, she would give him anything he wanted. Yet the fear of losing him weighed heavy on her. She loved him. She’d never loved any man the way she loved him. She took his hand.

“Ready, Sir?” she said and watched his eyes light up. He squeezed her hand and stared at her with his dark eyes, the intensity shaking her to her very soul. He bent his head and touched his lips to hers softly, yet possessively. His whole body encompassed her as if he was showing those around him that she was his. She loved how he wasn’t afraid to show his ownership. She almost swooned under his nearness.

He moaned against her lips then spoke. “No matter what I see or what happens here tonight, remember I love you.”

“Dominic …”

“There will be no sharing tonight, do you understand?” he said, his tone emphatic.

“None,” she said, accepting his command. As if he’d touched her or had pushed fingers up inside her, her pussy gushed.  She could feel her juices running down her thighs. No man ever had that effect on her.

“Let’s go,” he said, walking behind the older couple.

Chapter Seventeen

There were no doors to the dungeon just heavy drapes that hung across the entrance. Abagail Jamison pushed them aside so they all could enter. Here, the purple lights weren’t as low but still created a very sensual atmosphere.

Abagail turned to address them. “My husband and I have to change. I hear our sub is waiting for us in the dressing room. Now please be aware our new member loves sex in front of others. We’re doing this at her request. We’re okay with all of this, and we’ve fucked in front of the members before. Please excuse us.”

Dominic scanned the walls. There was a large St. Andrew’s Cross at the end of the room. He then noticed a smaller version at the other end. Spanking benches, queening chairs, various leather tables and benches with shackles attached. On one table against the wall he saw various items in packaging. He turned to Shauna. “So if you don’t have your own toys, you can purchase them here?” he asked.

“Yes you can. Nothing is shared here. If you don’t have your own, you can buy it,” she explained.

“Understandable, of course.” He answered.

They took a seat on a leather loveseat where there was barely room enough for two people, so Shauna decided to sit on his lap.

“Better?” she asked him.

“Much,” he answered her. “I’m getting harder by the minute.”

“Mmm, so good.” She said, putting her hand down on his crotch. He spread his thighs so her hand could work on his balls too. She didn’t hesitate, cupping him through his trousers. She took his lips then and kissed him deeply. He surrendered to her. All sights and sounds were drowned out by their need for each other. But then she heard the sound of metal against metal. That had to be coming from the St. Andrew’s cross.

She gently pulled her mouth from his. “The Jamison’s are at the St. Andrew’s Cross, would you like to watch?”

“Yes, but don’t move that hand, little girl.”

She snuggled closer, keeping her hand on his crotch, stroking him.

Abagail and Felix were tying their new sub to the St. Andrew’s cross. Abagail had a flogger in her hand and looked decadent in a black bustier and black leather pants. Felix was naked except for his cock, which was tied into a small leather pouch.

“This is the usual attire?” he whispered.

“For them, yes. They love the dress up also.”

“And the flogger?”

“Mmm, the tendrils are made of velvet. The sensations it will cause, I’m sure will make her wet. Plus having her bound to the cross is also a turn on.”

****

He watched eager to see how the scenario would play out. Shauna’s hand continued to rub him, keeping him hard and very interested in the scene before him. Once the young woman was bound to the cross, Abagail began to flog her across her back then her ass. Her husband was on his knees next to his Domme.

“So, my sweet thing, do you like the tendrils of the flogger?” Abagail asked.

“Oh, yes, Mistress, yes,” the young woman answered.

Abagail looked down to her husband. I’d like to see you eat her pussy. Would you like that, my pet?”

“If that’s what you wish, then yes, Mistress,” answered Felix, who then crawled over to the naked girl on the cross.

“You will eat her until she screams with need, but she’s not allowed to cum.”

“Really?” Dominic said quietly to Shauna.

“Yes, holding back an orgasm for your Dom or Domme is imperative if they ask.”

“Interesting,” he said.

“It’s all about control. You do it without realizing it. You’ve held me back several times. But then when release is finally allowed, it’s amazing, very intense.”

Dominic turned to the people before him. There was no doubt Felix was enjoying his task. Abagail had retreated to a queening chair, her legs open, with a vibrator in her pussy. The young girl on the cross-moaned as Felix licked and sucked her with vigor.

Then Abagail stopped and barked commands. “Felix, untie her. I want you both here, and hurry.” He did as he was told and in moments, he and the naked girl were kneeling before her.

“You sweet girl, eat Mistress’s pussy.”

There was no hesitation on the girl’s part.

“Oh, yes, Mistress,” she said.

“Come here, my pet, your Mistress wants to fuck your ass.”

He came before her, turned around, and moaned as she took the vibrator she had in her hand and stuck it up his ass.

“Jesus Christ,” Dominic moaned. “Shauna, this is unbelievable. Do they do this all the time?”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “They’re exhibitionists. They love having sex in front of others.”

**** 

Shauna was excited, her body overheated. Watching the scene before her only made her want Dominic more. His hands came to her shoulders, pulling her toward him.

“Maybe I’m one too.  Right now, Shauna, I need you to suck my cock.”

“Yes, Master,” she said with a sexy little grin.

The room was dimly lit, and their sofa was against the wall in the back. She knew the Jamison’s would never notice them. They were engrossed in their own pleasure. She unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hard, weeping cock. The ache in her belly left her breathless at the sight of him. His hand came to her head.

“Baby, oh yes, God Damn, Shauna, fuck me with that pretty little mouth.”

Tears nearly came to her eyes. He was so into this. She was right about him. He was a Dom, and their journey was just beginning.

He pushed her head onto him, and she let her tongue taste him. Sweet and salty, she loved his taste and smell. The man drove her crazy. His body was so strong, his face rugged and handsome, and inside, he was a hard ass, a good man.

From the first time she saw him, her heart skipped a beat. He had no idea his effect on women. He was so engrossed in his job he never took the time to find out. He blamed himself for his failed marriage. He was a man who hated failure and took it hard. Yet what she saw in him unraveled every sexual need she had. His touch, his kiss, and the first time he fucked her she nearly lost consciousness. It was then she knew she could love him unconditionally.

Not that he was perfect, he was after all human, but he was perfect for her. She licked him, sucked him, and made him squirm in his seat. She pulled his cock, massaged his balls, buried his cock so deep in her throat she gagged. Then he gripped her head tight.

“Ah, fuck,” he said, holding her head to him and letting his cock jerk and eject his semen. The tart taste hit her tongue first, and then the musky sweetness. She swallowed and sucked him dry, taking every moan, every grunt of satisfaction as her gift to him. She loved him. She’d do anything for him. He was truly the Master of her body and soul.

The Jamison’s were done also. Abagail was limp in her queening chair with her two subs licking her cunt clean. From the corner of her eye, she’d seen Felix fucking her and the new sub sitting on Abagail’s face. Shauna wore a sexy little grin; the Jamison’s seemed quite satisfied.

Dominic pulled her by the hair, gently, up to his face.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “Shauna, I never expected that to happen. Watching them really turned me on but then as you began, they disappeared from sight. My mind was on your delicious mouth.”

“The entertainment met with your approval?” she said to him.

“Come here,” he said as he took her mouth. 

She mumbled against his lips, “You’ll taste your pleasure on my tongue.”

“Indeed I will,” he said and took her mouth, burying his tongue down her throat. He kissed her deeply and then kissed the side of her face. “What would you like to try in here? A fucking bench? Some flogging on that ass? How about we get you started?”

Her body shivered at the thought. “Yes, oh, please.”

“Oh, please what, my pet?”

“Oh, please, Sir. Do you need more stimulation?”

“I am sure, my pet, by the time that pussy is dripping wet, my cock will be revived. Just the thought is exciting me.”

She stood and took his hand; their journey was just beginning.

Chapter Eighteen

Dominic never expected to become so aroused while watching the older couple and their new sub. But as soon as his cock got hard, he forgot everything around him. But there was a part of him that remembered they weren’t in a private room. He was able to let go far easier than he’d thought, and now he wanted more.  What he really wanted was her home in his bed, but if she wanted to continue, he would.

“Remove your dress. I’d have you in that fancy lace underwear,” he said, his voice taking on a serious tone.

Then he stopped, stood up, and zipped his trousers. “Shauna, let’s go home. I’m fine with all this, and it can be a fun diversion for us. But I want you home and in my bed. I will probably fuck you all night. Tomorrow morning I’ll be gone for five days. I have a new assignment babysitting another scab who’s turning state’s evidence.”

Her eyes lit up. She was thinking exactly the same thing but wasn’t sure what he wanted. Then she remembered that a sub may set the pace, ask for certain rights. She needed to sit with him in time and talk about her needs as a sub and his as a Dom. For now, Dominic was right on the money.

“I want to go home too.” She told him. “Our coats are upstairs.  We’ll say our goodbyes.”

The Jamison’s were gone. The room was empty. “Come on, baby,” Dominic said, taking her hand and they walked up the stairs together. The large doors were locked but a swipe of their card opened them, and they walked out into the bar area.  The restaurant was bustling, and Shauna looked for her brother then for Trey. She saw Trey first.  He was on his phone. They began walking toward him. Shauna noted he was very animated, and she knew he got like that when he was angry. The closer they got, the more she heard.  He was arguing with someone. She tapped him on the shoulder. He spun around. “What the fuck …,” he yelled then stopped. “Oh, sorry, Shauna, just giving one of our suppliers a piece of my mind.” He turned back to the phone call. “I’ll call you back. Did you fucking hear me? I said I’ll call you back,” he spat into the phone.” He calmly put the phone back into his top pocket.

“What’s up, love?” He never once looked at Dominic, but she could see by the twitch on the side of his mouth he was agitated.

“Where’s Clarke? We’re going home, and I want to say good night.”

“He had a migraine and went home. You know how he suffers from them,” said Trey, finally looking at Dominic. “You know how I baby him when he’s not feeling well.” He smiled. For some reason tonight, he was rubbing Shauna the wrong way. Not just now but the entire night. There were times Shauna had her misgivings about Trey.

“I’ll call him,” she said, following Trey to the kitchen and their personal clothes closet. He opened it and began handing them their coats. He handed Shauna her bag.

“Nice bag, sweetie, a Vuitton? Oh, and I’d let your brother sleep. He took some of his medication, and it does knock him out.”

“Of course,” Shauna answered him. “Good night, Trey,” she said, taking Dominic’s arm.

“Night, Trey,” Dominic said.

He helped Shauna on with her coat. “You okay?” he asked.

“Yes, just sometimes he annoys the shit out of me.”

“That’s easy,” Dominic added. He could see how agitating Trey could be, and maybe Shauna’s instincts were sharper than she realized. He hated the expression,
not quite putting a finger on it
, but here, that was the case. But that was her brother’s problem.

“You know I’d never ask …”

“Shauna, honestly, I doubt there’s anything more wrong with him than being a queen and overly gay, if that’s even possible,” Dominic said, but he had a gut instinct too. He’d run the little shit through their system in the morning. It was against policy, but he’d think of some excuse.

As they got into his car, Shauna’s phone rang. She grabbed it from her pocketbook. “Oh, look at that. It’s Ahbeeb texting me. Says he misses me. How sweet.”

“I don’t like him.” Dominic blurted.

Shauna bit her lip. “Please, Dominic, he’s harmless, and he could really get my shop to launch to stardom.”

He took her hand. “You are my responsibility. You belong to me. I can’t think of our relationship any other way, baby.”

“You’re my man, my Master, my Sir, but please allow this,” she said, closing her eyes and squeezing his hand.

He wasn’t as hard as he made himself out to be. She was the one sore spot he had. He’d never had one. Now she had taken his heart, and the thought of living without her seemed impossible. He’d let her do this. He’d watch this Ahbeeb closely. Fuck, he thought, this other shit needed to be checked from his head to his goddamn expensive shoes. He smiled at her, took her hand, and kissed it.

“Of course I’ll not stop you. This is business, and I trust your judgment.”

She looked at him. Her face lit up.  He’d watch her gorgeous back. He just wouldn’t tell her, not yet.