example.”
“Outside the group? As in private?” She waved her hand. “Forget it.”
Daniel decided to quit while he was ahead. At least he’d defused the situation. “If I find you both in the same room again tonight, I’ll be asking you both to leave.”
“Fair enough.” She gave him a sadistic smile. “Anything else, Master Covington? I have a backside to cane.”
“That’s it for now.”
She turned and flicked her hair back over her shoulders, high heels clicking across the wood floors as she made her way to the stairs.
Daniel took a deep breath. The situation between Evan and Kelly would come to a head one day. He had the feeling all he’d done tonight was delay the inevitable for a short while. But for the moment, it’d have to be enough. He had a party to oversee.
He walked through the kitchen, nodding and speaking to a few people. The kitchen was a neutral area where no play of any kind was allowed. Groups of people stood around the kitchen’s island, talking and laughing. If you ignored the way everyone was dressed, it could have been a party held anywhere to the casual observer, but he recognized the subtle undertone.
There was an underlying current of awareness between the paired-up couples. Every so often there’d be a certain look given and a flash of knowledge would cross from one partner to the other. Or there would be a barely noticeable touch: a hand to the small of a back, fingers lightly brushing the nape of a neck, or a gentle tug of hair. All very normal and yet used in this group to convey any number of things between Dominant and submissive.
Jeff waved him over.
“What’s up?” Daniel asked.
Jeff was another senior Dominant. He was known for his expertise with rope bondage and was often sought after among the submissives of the group. He was an introvert who played with a variety of women, but never spent too much time with anyone in particular. At the moment, he was alone.
“Closed door in the bedroom off the living room,” Jeff said.
He raised an eyebrow. “Who?”
Only approved members were allowed to play behind closed doors at a party. Even then, there was an understanding that the door could be opened at any time by a senior member. The rule was put in place to keep everyone safe and to provide security for those playing.
“William. I’d check it out, but I’m due to oversee Peter and Sasha, since it’s his first demo.”
William was approved for closed-door play, but he’d never done it before.
“Thanks, I’ll go have a peek.”
The mention of Sasha brought Julie back to his mind. He tried not to think of bringing her to a play party, but found the image kept returning. Would she be an exhibitionist? Some submissives were.
He shook his head. He didn’t know for a fact that she was a submissive. Hell, she’d barely been able to admit she’d
thought
about being a submissive. He needed to take it slowly, one step at a time.
He stood outside the door listening for a few minutes. A few soft moans came from inside the room, followed by a low, deep voice and a sharp slap. He didn’t know William all that well; he’d been recommended by another Dominant in the group. Daniel didn’t want to bust into the room and disrupt the scene, but with William being an unknown, to him at least, he’d wanted to be sure everything was okay.
He turned the knob slowly and pushed the door open a few inches. The darkness of the room was the first thing he noticed. It took his eyes a few seconds to adjust and make out the shadowy figures inside.
A kneeling woman, hands bound behind her, had her back to him. William faced her and the door, and he nodded at Daniel.
“We have company, my pet,” William said, swinging a flogger near her, but not striking.
Daniel couldn’t make out who the woman was; the darkness of the room kept her anonymous.
“He needs to be sure you’re okay. Are you? Answer honestly.”
“Yes, Master Greene. I’m good.” Her reply was soft
“Outside the group? As in private?” She waved her hand. “Forget it.”
Daniel decided to quit while he was ahead. At least he’d defused the situation. “If I find you both in the same room again tonight, I’ll be asking you both to leave.”
“Fair enough.” She gave him a sadistic smile. “Anything else, Master Covington? I have a backside to cane.”
“That’s it for now.”
She turned and flicked her hair back over her shoulders, high heels clicking across the wood floors as she made her way to the stairs.
Daniel took a deep breath. The situation between Evan and Kelly would come to a head one day. He had the feeling all he’d done tonight was delay the inevitable for a short while. But for the moment, it’d have to be enough. He had a party to oversee.
He walked through the kitchen, nodding and speaking to a few people. The kitchen was a neutral area where no play of any kind was allowed. Groups of people stood around the kitchen’s island, talking and laughing. If you ignored the way everyone was dressed, it could have been a party held anywhere to the casual observer, but he recognized the subtle undertone.
There was an underlying current of awareness between the paired-up couples. Every so often there’d be a certain look given and a flash of knowledge would cross from one partner to the other. Or there would be a barely noticeable touch: a hand to the small of a back, fingers lightly brushing the nape of a neck, or a gentle tug of hair. All very normal and yet used in this group to convey any number of things between Dominant and submissive.
Jeff waved him over.
“What’s up?” Daniel asked.
Jeff was another senior Dominant. He was known for his expertise with rope bondage and was often sought after among the submissives of the group. He was an introvert who played with a variety of women, but never spent too much time with anyone in particular. At the moment, he was alone.
“Closed door in the bedroom off the living room,” Jeff said.
He raised an eyebrow. “Who?”
Only approved members were allowed to play behind closed doors at a party. Even then, there was an understanding that the door could be opened at any time by a senior member. The rule was put in place to keep everyone safe and to provide security for those playing.
“William. I’d check it out, but I’m due to oversee Peter and Sasha, since it’s his first demo.”
William was approved for closed-door play, but he’d never done it before.
“Thanks, I’ll go have a peek.”
The mention of Sasha brought Julie back to his mind. He tried not to think of bringing her to a play party, but found the image kept returning. Would she be an exhibitionist? Some submissives were.
He shook his head. He didn’t know for a fact that she was a submissive. Hell, she’d barely been able to admit she’d
thought
about being a submissive. He needed to take it slowly, one step at a time.
He stood outside the door listening for a few minutes. A few soft moans came from inside the room, followed by a low, deep voice and a sharp slap. He didn’t know William all that well; he’d been recommended by another Dominant in the group. Daniel didn’t want to bust into the room and disrupt the scene, but with William being an unknown, to him at least, he’d wanted to be sure everything was okay.
He turned the knob slowly and pushed the door open a few inches. The darkness of the room was the first thing he noticed. It took his eyes a few seconds to adjust and make out the shadowy figures inside.
A kneeling woman, hands bound behind her, had her back to him. William faced her and the door, and he nodded at Daniel.
“We have company, my pet,” William said, swinging a flogger near her, but not striking.
Daniel couldn’t make out who the woman was; the darkness of the room kept her anonymous.
“He needs to be sure you’re okay. Are you? Answer honestly.”
“Yes, Master Greene. I’m good.” Her reply was soft
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