Ella took pride in Club Bandit, in how the hardwood floors gleamed, how the seating area was filled with elegant, overstuffed chairs and classic tables.
She loved the stage, big enough to hold demos and dance parties.
Lena came out of one of the private rooms, her hands bundled with clothing.
She loved their private rooms on the ground floor, most of which featured beds, a nod to her initial idea of having a kinky bed-and-breakfast.
But Zee wanted a club, a place for his friends to come and play, and seeing how happy it made her husband, she gave it all of her energy.
Upstairs, they had private dungeons, all of them set up with a theme.
And her favourite, an actual dungeon with black iron rings and anchor points set on each wall.
Heavy brackets and bars hung, perfect for bondage play.The black floor grounded the space, and despite the theme, Ella found the room to be serene.
“Someone forgot all this!”Lena grinned, coming out of the hallway from the private rooms, her arms full of clothes.
“That goes to the lost and found in the hallway by the lockers.”Ella grinned, wondering how someone could leave without all their clothes, but it happened.“After you do that, you can take off, Lena.Do you have a ride tonight?”
“Yep, my boyfriend’s waiting for me in the parking lot.”
“See you Saturday,” Ella called.
Ella went to each of the play spaces that lined the perimeter of the space, checking for belongings.
When that was done, she picked up all the blankets, put them in the hamper for dirty linens and left the space.
The cleaning crew would be in tomorrow during the day.
“Dear heart, come here.”Zee’s voice slid into that lower register that still, all these years on, caused her to open to him.
Turning to see where Zee stood, Ella shook her head, even as her feet carried her to the centre of the room and its fairly recent addition of the spiderweb.
Framed by a solid wooden square, the thick ropes formed a spiderweb.
Ella swallowed, her mouth dry.It’s not that anything about the spiderweb icked her out; it’s that she didn’t think the piece of furniture would be comfortable.
Considering how her knees ached in the morning and her shoulder at night, these days she needed comfort.
Zee cocked an eyebrow.
“The doors are locked.Everyone’s gone home.Let’s get you on here, Ella.”
“Yes, Master.”With dread making her limbs heavy, Ella turned against the spiderweb.Zee started with her wrist, cuffing it to the rope above her head, then did her other one.She exhaled when she realized Zee wasn’t going to lift her onto it but tie her ankles to the lowest rope on the bar.
Ella leaned against the thick rope, and it wasn’t as uncomfortable as she thought.It sprang back, and it was kind of fun.
“These ropes are actually cables wrapped in nylon.Does it hurt?”
“It’s okay.I don’t think I could maintain it for hours, but it’s not as torturous as it looks.”
“And what if I wanted you here for hours, hmm?”Zee grabbed a fistful of hair, yanking her head off the web, staring into her eyes with the same intensity as he’d always had from the very first time Ella met him.
“Then I would, Master.”
He slammed his mouth against hers in a kiss that stole her breath, and sent her clit throbbing.
“Because you are my sluttygood girl.”
