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    Before she had time to think any more, his hands opened her labia wide and he ran his tongue right through her folds, and up over her clit.
    The chains rattled, her body shuddering with need and a groan escaped her lips. If he did that many more times, she knew she wouldn’t be able to control the orgasm that threatened to overwhelm her, other people or not.
    When he moved his mouth away, cool air brushed over her pussy. His hands moved behind her and held her ass firmly, and then his mouth returned to her once more.
    This time, his lips closed around her swollen nub, and he sucked firmly.
    Megan’s senses went into overdrive, and she screamed, her orgasm breaking over her in long, shattering explosions of pleasure.
    Her hips bucked, and his grip on her bottom tightened. He gave her no time to recover; his tongue flicking over her engorged clit again and again. Every muscle in her body was taut, and her screams echoed around the room while he brought her over the edge twice more.
    When he finally knelt back, Megan’s body went limp and her head hung forward. Jacob grinned, and then released her from the chains and the spreader bar. She stumbled when she tried to move away from the frame, and he stepped forward, quickly, scooping her up into his arms and walking over to a comfy looking chair in a quieter area of the club.
    He sat down and arranged her in his lap, and reaching over, he grabbed a blanket from the low table behind the seating area and wrapped it around Megan.
    She had seen Doms do this dozens of times when she had been working, but experiencing it for herself made her feel like a child. Even though her body was spent, and she felt emotionally exhausted, she struggled to stand up.
    Jacob pulled her back on to his lap, in one, swift movement.
    “Stay where I put you, sub,” he said firmly and smacked her ass just hard enough for her to yelp.
    She glared at him, and he chuckled.
    “Frowning at your Dom like that usually results in a good, bare-assed spanking, sweetheart. Is that what you’re aiming for?”
    “No…Sir,” she added quickly.
    “I’m glad to hear it,” he replied; “because right now, what you need is some aftercare. Some subs deal with their emotions after a scene, quite easily, and some need a lot of care and attention. So we’ll sit here for a while until I’m satisfied that you’re completely okay.”
    A waitress appeared, and Jacob ordered a bottle of water for Megan and a beer for himself. When it arrived, Megan drank thirstily until almost half the water was gone.
    She had to admit, her legs were still a little wobbly, and even though she was naked, being warm, and so close to Jacob made her feel special, and cared for, which was something she hadn’t felt in a long, long time.
    Instinctively, she snuggled closer to him, and Jacob relaxed, his sub was a nice handful to have against his chest. It was a long time since he had been able to give someone aftercare. The subs that he had played with, and there hadn’t been too many of those recently, had not wanted to be that close after a scene. Not like the warm, satisfied woman he was holding right now.
    He kissed the top of her head. “I’m very proud of you, Megan. You are so beautiful and brave, to trust me like that. Thank you, sweetheart.”
    Megan didn’t answer as, horrified, her eyes began to burn and tears threatened to spill over. What the hell was the matter with her? She never cried. For years she had taught herself to be strong, and not let her emotions get the better of her; not to show weakness, and here she was, starting to cry like a baby.
    Jacob, however, realizing her body had tensed up, knew what was happening, and when she tried to hide her face, deep into his chest, he pulled her gently away from him.
    “You know, what just happened between us was an emotional experience. It makes everything you’re feeling more exaggerated, just for a while. Right now, I would guess that would be vulnerable,