wine on any contract night with them. Henry never drank more than that, either. Wits, sensation, response times—he wouldn’t want any of them dulled while they played.
“There were maybe fifteen, twenty people. Cal, he put on a show. He, umm, had a woman tied up. Hog-tied, you know? Arms and legs behind her all roped together. Teasing her. Denying her until she begged, and then he…he pushed her knees wide and fucked her. She looked crazy-happy about it. Me and half the other guys in the room jacked off watching.”
He sounded apologetic, like he regretted the experience, and she responded with lightness. “Henry’s right so far. You haven’t shocked me yet. I like to watch you jack off.”
“It’s ’cause I have such a beautiful cock.” Trying for his arrogant charm voice, he fell far short.
Henry ruffled Jay’s hair. “You do, my boy, but you also have a penchant for going off topic.”
“Right.” Jay took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I saw him again later, same guy, in an armchair talking finance. He had this naked guy sucking his cock. That’s when I knew. I didn’t want to be Cal, throwing my weight around and making people obey me. I wanted to be the guy curled up against his leg. The one who got to please him.”
“Okay.” Curled up like he was now beside Henry, more or less. Easy to relate to that desire. “You wanted to play submissive games.”
“Yeah. I didn’t know the name. But my buddy from work, the one that brought me to the party, he sees me watching Cal and says I should try this club he goes to. A social club, he called it. His uncle had gotten him a membership. He says I’d be amazed at what some people would do for a pat on the head because they’re so desperate for approval.”
“He mocked them? For being submissives?” She fought the urge to pull the name from Jay’s lips, find the asshole friend and deliver belated justice on Jay’s behalf. Knocking his teeth out might satisfy her.
“I guess he thought I wanted to be Cal and not, you know, not like the ones pleasing him.”
“A dominant who disrespects the gifts his submissives provide shouldn’t be playing games with them.” Henry’s quiet tone made her certain he’d said the same to Jay many times. “Trust is a privilege.”
“I know now. I do. I just learned the hard way.”
“Someone broke your trust.” Forcing Jay to talk about something that still bothered him, even if it had happened almost five years ago, smacked of kicking a puppy.
“Yeah. I was a complete novice. Hadn’t done my homework. My buddy said Cal belonged to this club, so I agreed to go.” He laughed, a pained bark.
“My buddy wasn’t a Henry. I didn’t have a Henry then. He set us up in a room with a couple of girls. Said they’d do anything we wanted. Half a minute, and I knew I didn’t want to tell my girl what to do. I wanted her to tell me.” Jay lifted his head onto Henry’s thigh and rolled his eyes at his foolishness. Stupidity, he might’ve called it.
“I ask her what she wants, and she says she wants to please me. I didn’t have the slightest clue. I had her pick a flavored condom from the basket and blow me. Simple, right? But it was, I mean, she could tell.” He half shrugged, drawing lines with his finger on Henry’s skin.
“If Henry treated us as indifferently and incompetently as I treated that girl, we wouldn’t keep coming back for more, you know? So when it’s over, she says something like ‘You sure you wouldn’t rather wear one of these?’ and she tugs this green ribbon on her shoulder strap.”
Jay closed his eyes. “I confessed I had no idea what she meant, because my buddy had handled the arrangements, and she got all horrified. She says, ‘You don’t even understand the rules? Your friend is an idiot.’ I think she felt bad for me. Said I wasn’t a top, and I should ask at the desk about getting a ribbon like hers. My buddy had gotten me a guest pass. He would’ve
“There were maybe fifteen, twenty people. Cal, he put on a show. He, umm, had a woman tied up. Hog-tied, you know? Arms and legs behind her all roped together. Teasing her. Denying her until she begged, and then he…he pushed her knees wide and fucked her. She looked crazy-happy about it. Me and half the other guys in the room jacked off watching.”
He sounded apologetic, like he regretted the experience, and she responded with lightness. “Henry’s right so far. You haven’t shocked me yet. I like to watch you jack off.”
“It’s ’cause I have such a beautiful cock.” Trying for his arrogant charm voice, he fell far short.
Henry ruffled Jay’s hair. “You do, my boy, but you also have a penchant for going off topic.”
“Right.” Jay took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I saw him again later, same guy, in an armchair talking finance. He had this naked guy sucking his cock. That’s when I knew. I didn’t want to be Cal, throwing my weight around and making people obey me. I wanted to be the guy curled up against his leg. The one who got to please him.”
“Okay.” Curled up like he was now beside Henry, more or less. Easy to relate to that desire. “You wanted to play submissive games.”
“Yeah. I didn’t know the name. But my buddy from work, the one that brought me to the party, he sees me watching Cal and says I should try this club he goes to. A social club, he called it. His uncle had gotten him a membership. He says I’d be amazed at what some people would do for a pat on the head because they’re so desperate for approval.”
“He mocked them? For being submissives?” She fought the urge to pull the name from Jay’s lips, find the asshole friend and deliver belated justice on Jay’s behalf. Knocking his teeth out might satisfy her.
“I guess he thought I wanted to be Cal and not, you know, not like the ones pleasing him.”
“A dominant who disrespects the gifts his submissives provide shouldn’t be playing games with them.” Henry’s quiet tone made her certain he’d said the same to Jay many times. “Trust is a privilege.”
“I know now. I do. I just learned the hard way.”
“Someone broke your trust.” Forcing Jay to talk about something that still bothered him, even if it had happened almost five years ago, smacked of kicking a puppy.
“Yeah. I was a complete novice. Hadn’t done my homework. My buddy said Cal belonged to this club, so I agreed to go.” He laughed, a pained bark.
“My buddy wasn’t a Henry. I didn’t have a Henry then. He set us up in a room with a couple of girls. Said they’d do anything we wanted. Half a minute, and I knew I didn’t want to tell my girl what to do. I wanted her to tell me.” Jay lifted his head onto Henry’s thigh and rolled his eyes at his foolishness. Stupidity, he might’ve called it.
“I ask her what she wants, and she says she wants to please me. I didn’t have the slightest clue. I had her pick a flavored condom from the basket and blow me. Simple, right? But it was, I mean, she could tell.” He half shrugged, drawing lines with his finger on Henry’s skin.
“If Henry treated us as indifferently and incompetently as I treated that girl, we wouldn’t keep coming back for more, you know? So when it’s over, she says something like ‘You sure you wouldn’t rather wear one of these?’ and she tugs this green ribbon on her shoulder strap.”
Jay closed his eyes. “I confessed I had no idea what she meant, because my buddy had handled the arrangements, and she got all horrified. She says, ‘You don’t even understand the rules? Your friend is an idiot.’ I think she felt bad for me. Said I wasn’t a top, and I should ask at the desk about getting a ribbon like hers. My buddy had gotten me a guest pass. He would’ve
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