“You are most welcome, Andrew. Now, let’s go sit in the main room for a little bit,” she suggested.
Mistress Rose wrapped her arm around my waist and guided me out of the room and down the hall. As we walked by some occupied rooms, I could faintly hear people in the midst of their sessions. I glanced into the room at the end and saw Joshua on his hands and knees. James was in the room too, but because the new Top was standing between James and Joshua, I couldn’t see her face.
After I sat with Mistress Rose in the main room for a while, before I left, she parted her legs for me and pulled her panties to the side. I knelt on the floor and began to lick between her folds. Eating pussy was one of my favorite things to do in the club. As I licked and sucked on that swollen clit of hers, she dragged her fingernails along my aching back. The additional pain felt incredible and made me lick faster and push my tongue in deeper. She held my head against her pussy as she came.
“As always, you are a delight, Andrew,” Mistress Rose complimented me as I stood and wiped my hand over my mouth and jaw.
“Thank you, Mistress Rose. I enjoyed the flogging session as well,” I said.
I excused myself when it appeared our aftercare time had concluded. I took myself down the hall to the men’s locker room and took a quick shower. I brushed my teeth and got dressed then headed back to the main room. I sat down and hung around for James since he said he wanted to see me before I left.
I waited around for about twenty minutes and then decided to go back down the hallway to watch the session James was guiding the new Top through. Leaning against the wall, I watched James show the woman where to swat a man on his perineum with a crop. I smiled as Joshua grunted and his body jerked.
I could still only see the back of the woman, and damn, she was hot. She wore sexy black stockings with black leather boots, and a black and burgundy corset. She had legs that went on forever, and a set of tight ass cheeks hiding behind those stockings. I found myself getting hard as I watched the woman swat Joshua. I could tell that this wasn’t the first time that the woman had used a crop. Maybe the first time on a man, though. Honestly, I was kind of jealous of Joshua. But he was a bottom under James’ care and protection…just like I had been.
“Come on, Josh. Take those swats,” I said under my breath when I was certain no one would hear me.
Joshua was close in age to me, but he was relatively new. He was a tall hard body that most of the Doms and Tops loved to play with. Joshua came from a good family background, and now he and I were like brothers. When James had taken him under his wing, I was still under that wing. He’d only been exploring for about a year, and it had already been established that he wasn’t a masochist. I’d seen him take on physical pain as part of sessions, and he did seem to like it, but I wouldn’t go as far as to say that he loved it and would seek it out. Not like I would.
This new Top, from what I could tell so far, could probably get off on giving out pain. I glanced at James…just like he did. But James was different than most sadists. He had a tricky combination of kinks that I think always would make it difficult for him to find a sub that could handle all sides of him. James was indeed a sadist, with a penchant for humiliation play, and packaged up with the need to love and care. This club was full of members that loved and needed one part of him, but not all. James knew that too, and I think had come to terms with that.
Slap! Slap!
“You’re a very bad boy, Joshua!” the new female Top scolded Joshua as she continued to slap his ass.
“I’m sorry, mistress,” Joshua apologized.
The way the woman stalked around him made my body ache. She had poise and confidence in the way she carried herself. Maybe there was a touch of arrogance there, I’m not sure. But, fuck, what I wouldn’t give to be in Joshua’s place right now and taking that punishment. The woman strode between James and Joshua, masking my view again. She stood in front of Joshua and propped the pointed end of her boot on a notch that stuck out from the whipping post nearby.
Holy fuck!
I pushed myself off the wall and stood up straight. The crotchless stockings definitely caught my eye and caused my hand to gravitate towards the fly of my pants. But it was her voice and seeing her face finally clearly that made me nearly come in my pants.
“Only because the sight of your face disgusts me will I allow you to bury it between my legs.”
“Yes, Mistress Elise. Thank you,” Joshua respectfully replied and quickly crawled forward to enjoy his reward.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Elise.
Elise from the coffee shop.
Elise, that lost her husband seven or eight months ago.
Elise, that I have jacked off to many times.
She was here, taking pointers from James, and she clearly was into dominating. Was it all for play, or was she possibly looking for a permanent boy toy? Whatever it was, I wanted to sign up for it.
From where I stood, I could tell that she had a beautiful pussy. And really, all pussies were beautiful. She had a triangle patch of dark curls that led to the holy place. I was so jealous of Joshua. Lucky bastard. I was liable to smash my mouth against his just to get a taste of her.
Elise, er, Mistress Elise tried to swat Joshua’s ass as he licked her, but because of the height and her reachable distance, she ended up slapping him hard around his kidneys, causing him to yelp. Even though I knew those slaps would especially hurt, it still made my cock throb.
“Fuck,” I mumbled as I rubbed myself over my jeans.
“Careful,” James said evenly. “Be mindful of the location you’re striking and connecting with.”
There didn’t seem to be any sort of reaction or recognition from Elise. At first, I thought it was kind of odd but then figured that she was just getting lost in the feeling of being eaten by Joshua. James crouched down by Joshua and rubbed on his back. He was always good to every one of us that he played with. I flashed back to my memories of having heavy pain sessions with him. He could be brutal and inflict physical pain, but he was always right there to take care of us too. Part of me missed that kind of care.
