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Chapter 7
As Aubrey and I got ready to go to the club on Thursday, I felt nerves begin to dance in my belly. If the party over the weekend was anything to judge by, it was going to be an intense night. I knew Aubrey could sense my nerves, and she did what she could to keep me calm. She didn't say anything, but she touched me often as we did our makeup and got dressed. Her touch soothed me, but as soon as her fingers left my skin, my anticipation came back. It didn't really help that I was going to go out in public in the new corset and the smallest pair of underwear I'd ever worn. The thong was a blue lace that matched the corset, but it left little to the imagination. I would be wearing a long jacket to cover me on the walk between the car and the club, but Aubrey had told me that I would have to remove it as soon as we got inside. Aside from the beautiful brown leather collar, decorated with steel gears and matching wrist cuffs (not currently tied together), the only other thing I had on was a pair of brown leather ankle boots, which had multiple steel buckles.
Once I was completely dressed, Aubrey led me over to the full length mirror in her bedroom and I had to admit that I looked stunning. The ensemble turned me into the perfect steam-punk submissive and I found myself grinning at my reflection. I looked up to meet my mistress' green eyes in the mirror and saw the possessive pleasure in her eyes. "Do I look alright, Mistress?" I asked, needing to hear her voice.
"Oh yes, my pet," She said huskily. "You look amazing. Everyone will be jealous that you are on my leash."
I blushed, immediately feeling self-conscious at the idea of the number of people who would see me like this. Aubrey smiled, and kissed my cheek. "Mistress, please don't let go of me tonight," I finally voiced the one worry that had been nagging me all day. I didn't want a repeat of the incident at the store.
She met my gaze in the mirror again and said, with complete seriousness, "I won't, Beca. I promise that I won't put you in that situation again."
"Thank you, Mistress."
We both smiled, and I felt my nerves ease. After a long moment, wherein we just looked at each other, Aubrey said, "Now, help me get dressed."
"Yes, Mistress." I turned to help Aubrey into her outfit. She had purchased a long corseted coat that had a blue brocade that matched my corset. The coat buckled tightly around her waist and accentuated her slim frame while it pushed her breasts up into prominence. She had brown leather leggings that disappeared into her thigh-high boots. When I had finished helping her get dressed, I stepped back to take her in. She looked amazing and my breath caught at the sight of her.
Aubrey stepped back in front of the mirror and studied her reflection. She smiled in satisfaction. "Beca, bring me your leash," she ordered. I hastily grabbed it from her vanity and moved to stand beside her. The leash consisted of several chains braided together with a thing strip of leather. My mistress clipped the chain to the D-ring on my collar and had me kneel at her feet. Then we both turned back to the mirror. The sight of us together instantly had me wet and panting with need. Aubrey smirked. "Do you like what you see, my pet?"
"Yes, Mistress," I breathed.
"Do you like being on my leash?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good, let's go," Aubrey said with a wicked grin as she tugged on the leash to bring me to my feet. The gentle tug from the leash sent a shiver through me, as heat raced along my skin. She helped me into my coat, but didn't remove the leash as she led me to her car. On the drive to the club, my nerves came back with a vengeance. I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself down, but the corset made it impossible. Aubrey noticed and put a gentle hand on my thigh. "It's alright, Beca. I will take care of you tonight." The combination of her touch and her voice calmed me.
"Thank you, Mistress," I said, grateful that she understood what I needed most in that moment. We sat in silence for several minutes, her hand still on my bare skin, before I admitted, "I just don't really know what to expect. I mean I know you said you weren't working tonight, but I've never been anywhere like this."
Her eyebrow lifted. "You were at the party on Saturday."
"I know, but that doesn't count. I was working, and aside from your performance, everyone just talked in the room I was in. I don't know what happened in other parts of the house." I said, trying to explain why I was so nervous.
"Alright, I think I understand. Tonight is a special event planned by the club as a fundraiser for a local woman's shelter. The club is in an old warehouse, and there are strict rules that everyone must follow. The main room has a bar, various seating areas and a stage for scenes. There is no sex allowed in the main room. The club has several smaller rooms for various styles of play, and guests are free to use them as they like, though they are expected to bring their own toys. I did not bring any toys with me tonight. I want you to watch the scenes that will be played out tonight to get a better idea of what you might like to try with me, and what might be expected of you if you decide to come with me to work." Aubrey's voice was serious as she explained her expectations.
The knot of nerves in my stomach finally dissipated. "Ok, Mistress. Is there anything else I need to know?"
She smiled softly. "Yes, Beca. The event will be catered, but you are not to eat or drink anything I don't give you. If you are addresses by another domme, you will be polite, but don't accept any orders from them unless I give you permission. I won't let you out of my sight, but do not cause another scene like you did at the store. Some of the guests are the people that I work for. You will not embarrass me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said.
"Good. The last thing you need to know is that you will be the focus of a lot of envy tonight. The manager of the clothing store, Mistress Sarah, is one of the biggest gossips. She saw you fall into the trance the other day. Without a doubt, she has told some of the other dommes about the incident, and they will want to see it for themselves. Do not rise to any bait they give you. I would prefer to save that for another night," She said and I knew she had a specific time and place in mind for when she wanted to reveal my deep subservience, but before I could ask, she continued. "There will also be submissives who will show their jealousy at seeing you in my collar. Ignore them. You are more than they have ever been or will ever be. You are mine." She briefly met my eyes as she spoke the last words.
"Yes, Mistress. I understand." I said, feeling a warm glow at her words.
"Say it," she ordered.
"I belong to you, Mistress," I obediently replied. When she smiled, I added, "I love you."
Her smiled widened and she glanced back over at me. "I love you too, Beca." I reached down and entwined my fingers into hers in my lap, letting out a contented sigh as I looked out the window. She gently squeezed my fingers and we held hands for the rest of the drive.
When we pulled up to the warehouse, I saw a valet stand, with several guys standing around, waiting to park people's cars. As one of the valets ran over to Aubrey's door, she turned to me. "Are you ready?"
"Yes, Mistress," I answered, feeling some of my nerves return.
She smiled. "Do not move, I will come get you," she said as the valet opened her door. She climbed out of the car and walked around to collect me. The valet didn't say anything to me as he slid behind the wheel. I didn't bother to look at him, I just kept my eyes glued to my mistress. She opened my car door and used my leash to pull me out. The first tug against the collar on my neck instantly dissolved my nerves and I followed her into the club.
Once inside a small lobby, we were immediately stopped by a large bouncer dressed in leather. "May I see your ticket?" He asked Aubrey politely. She pulled it out of her coat pocket and handed it to the man. "Thank you, ma'am," he said and gestured towards another girl hovering off to the side. "You may give Mandy your coat. Enjoy your night."
"Thank you," Aubrey said and pulled me to the girl. My mistress quickly removed my coat and handed it to Mandy. The girl's eyes widened at the sight of my outfit, and I could easily read the jealousy in her eyes; but she didn't comment as she handed Aubrey the coat check slip. My mistress thanked the girl and let me into the main room of the warehouse.
My breath caught and I felt my eyes widen at the sight before me. There were people everywhere. Aubrey stopped just inside the door so I could take in everything. I felt slightly overwhelmed at the variety of pairings in front of me. The other guests were a mix of genders, races and states of dress. As my eyes traveled over the crowd, I saw that Aubrey and I weren't the most elaborately dressed, but there was also a lot of nudity on display, at least of the part of the submissives.
With a tug on my leash, Aubrey led me towards the bar. I felt eyes on us as we passed the first group of people quietly talking. I looked over and saw a male domme studying me with desire in his eyes. I wanted to smirk at him, but didn't want to cause a scene, so I lowered my eyes and turned away. I could still feel the weight of his gaze, but I ignored it. I belonged to Aubrey and I trusted that she would keep the other dommes away. We were halfway to the bar when we were stopped by the manager from the clothing store.
"Bella, honey, you look amazing!" She said enthusiastically.
Aubrey chuckled, "Thank you, Sarah. You look wonderful. Is that new? I don't believe I've seen it on your shelves."
Mistress Sarah grinned. "Yes, it just came in, and I decided to keep it for myself." She was wearing a black leather corset with a high collar that did wonders for her body. Seeing my gaze, the domme smirked at me. "And your pet looks ravishing. I love the collar and leash, it really complements my clothes."
I blushed and looked down. Aubrey gave the chain a slight tug, pulling me in closer to her body. "Yes, she does. But she's mine Sarah, so keep your hands to yourself," she said and I could hear the warning in her voice. It sent a wave of heat rush through me.
Sarah laughed, holding up her hands. "I will. But I have to wonder, will you be doing a scene tonight? I'm dying to see her in action again."
"No, not tonight. I'm not ready to share Beca's talents with the public just yet," Aubrey said and I smiled at her possessive tone.
"Fine, I will just have to wait then," Mistress Sarah said pouting.
My mistress chuckled. "Yes, you will." Then she tugged on the leash and I followed her to the bar. We weren't stopped again. Aubrey told me to order her a glass of wine, and she turned back to watch the room as I waited for the bartender to notice me. It didn't take long and I handed her the glass. She took a sip and her eyes widened slightly as they saw someone behind me.
Instantly, nerves raked through me. Aubrey leaned in and whispered, "Take a drink. You may need it." I could tell she wanted to say more, but we were out of time. I took a sip and almost choked when Aubrey greeted the person who joined us at the bar. "Hello, Marcus. It's wonderful to see you. I didn't think you would make it tonight."
"Bella! Lovely to see you. I wouldn't miss this for the world," He said before turning to look at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. "I see you have a new pet. Miss Mitchell, it's nice of you to join us."
I held onto the wine glass, as though it was my one lifeline in the world. I could feel the blush blazing across my cheeks as I slowly met his eyes. "Thank you, sir. It's nice to see you again," I managed to say past the lump in my throat. I wanted to kick myself for not even considering the possibility of seeing my new boss tonight.
He grinned at my obvious embarrassment. After a long moment, where I had to fight the urge not to squirm under his gaze, he turned back to Aubrey. "I'm glad to see that you were able to claim her. Is she everything you'd hoped for?"
Released from his gaze, I let out a small sigh of relief before feeling my mistress' gaze on me. I turned to her and felt heat race to my core at the possessive smile on her lips. "Yes, that and so much more," she answered Marcus, but she didn't take her eyes off of me. I got lost in her eyes and forgot about my anxiety. Aubrey took her wine back from me and gently tugged down on the leash. I immediately dropped to kneel at her feet. She gently brushed a hand over my hair, before turning back to the other domme.
I could feel his eyes watching me, but when he spoke again, it was to my mistress. "She does very well, but I have to admit that I'm surprised. When I met her, she didn't seem like the type to submit easily."
Aubrey chuckled, "I know what you mean. You should have seen her when I met her. But she continues to surprise me."
Marcus joined in the laughter. "Yes, I can imagine. You know, I heard a rumor about your pet."
"Yes, I'm sure you did," my mistress said, and I could hear the amusement in her voice.
"Is it true?" He asked and I blushed at the eager anticipation in his voice.
Aubrey's hand caressed my cheek and I looked up to meet her eyes. They were hungry and my center clenched in anticipation, causing more moisture to pool between my legs. "Yes, it's true. My Beca is a wonder."
Marcus let out a startled gasp. "Really?"
My mistress turned back to him. "Yes."
"How long has she been a submissive?" He asked, surprise evident in his voice.
Aubrey smirked, "Since Saturday."
His jaw dropped, and I had to suppress the laughter that wanted to bubble out. "But how? I've never heard of a sub trancing like that after such a short time."
Aubrey turned her smirk back to me. She let her hand slide down to finger the collar around my neck. "Beca, answer his question."
"I belong to Mistress Bella," I said simply. I didn't have any other answer. Aubrey's loving smile told me that I'd answered correctly.
"Damn it, Bella. I've had all of my slaves for over a year and none of them would say that with as much honest emotion behind it. How do you do it?" He asked and I smiled at the jealousy in his voice.
Aubrey just laughed. "Marcus, Beca is one in a million. I just got very lucky."
Before Marcus could respond, I interrupted, "No, Mistress. I'm the lucky one." I expected to be punished for my rudeness, but my mistress just grinned at me.
Marcus looked between the two of us and let out a long sigh. "Well, Hell," he said. I looked back at him and I saw him studying me with an expression I couldn't read. After a minute he asked, " Beca, will you please stand up? I have a question I want to ask you."
I looked to Aubrey for permission and stood when she nodded. "What would you like to know?"
He leaned in so that his face was very close to mine and asked in a low voice that was only loud enough for Aubrey and I to hear, "On Monday, will I see this Beca in my office, or will I see the Beca I met the other day?"
I felt my shoulders straighten and met his gaze with a smirk. "You will see the Beca you hired, Marcus. I won't come to work collared." Aubrey's hand tightened on my back, and I somehow knew she was proud of me.
Marcus smiled. "Good, that's what I wanted to hear. Well, ladies, enjoy your evening," he said as he walked away.
Aubrey caressed my collar and I felt the shift back into her submissive slide through me. I turned to her and she was smiling. "You did well, Beca."
"Thank you, Mistress. You're not mad?" I asked, knowing she wasn't but still wanting to hear her answer.
"No, my pet. You were perfect," she said and leaned in to claim my lips.
"Thank you, Mistress," I repeated when she pulled back.
"You're welcome," she said before pulling gently on the leash. "Come on, I believe the first scene will start soon and I would like to get a good seat. She led me over to one of the couches positioned near the small stage and motioned for me to sit on a cushion at her feet.
As we got settled, a male domme took the stage and began restraining a young female sub to a wooden cross. Aubrey's eyes lit up at the sight. I felt a moment of jealousy at her excitement, but she quickly bent down to explain. "That's Master Derek. His style is very similar to what I do when I'm working. Pay close attention, I think that this will be very close to what I hope to do with you in front of an audience.
"Yes, Mistress," I obediently agreed and settled down to watch. He took his time with his sub, alternating between soft sensual caresses, and hard, forceful punishments. I imagined Aubrey doing those things to me for an audience and felt my underwear quickly grow damp as heat raced through me. For her part, Aubrey continuously stroked my neck and hair. Certain things made her fingers tighten on my skin and I knew that she was imagining us in the scene, too.
When the scene ended, Aubrey leaned down to huskily ask, "Did you enjoy that?"
"Yes, Mistress," I breathed, need racing through my system.
"Good," she said, and sat back, turning to speak with the domme on the other end of the couch.
I had to take several breaths to calm my racing heart. I knew that the night was still young and we still had a lot of the event to get through. When I had calmed down, I realized that Aubrey was intent on her discussion and was ignoring my presence for the moment. I probably should have been upset, but I didn't mind. Her focus on the other woman gave me the opportunity to look around. I studied the other subs in the room, taking note on how they interacted with their dommes and wondering how that compared to my relationship with Aubrey. One sub, a nearly naked guy who looked to be barely 18, caught my eye. He was gazing up at his mistress with a look of such powerful adoration and I followed his gaze. My eyes met familiar brown eyes, which were wide with shock. I immediately froze as panic flooded through me. I could see her mouth form my name into a question, but I couldn't hear her voice over the sound of the blood rushing in my ears.
Aubrey noticed the stiffness of my body where it rested against her legs and her hand found my shoulder in a questioning gesture. I could only stare as Stacie began to wind her way through the crowd, tugging her slave along in her wake. Aubrey's muttered, "Oh, God," told me she had also seen the other former Bella. Aubrey's fingers clenched into my shoulder, pulling gently as she stood from the couch to meet Stacie. I slowly made it to my feet beside her, unable to meet the other girl's brown eyes.
"Stacie, it's nice to see you," Aubrey said in an overly polite tone that told me she was just as anxious as I was.
"I have to admit that I never thought I'd see this," Stacie said laughing. I blushed, keeping my eyes averted.
Aubrey's voice was tight with anger as she responded. "Do you have a problem with this?"
"No, Aubrey. I'm just surprised. I would have expected to see this the other way around, if I'd given it any thought," Stacie said, sobering.
"Seriously?" Aubrey asked.
Stacie laughed again, "Yeah, I didn't think Beca would bow to anyone. She sure as hell never gave into you in college."
I felt my blush deepen and I shifted anxiously. Aubrey put an arm around me, and I relaxed against her. "Things change, Stacie," she said softly.
"I can see that," the other brunette said and I could feel her studying me. After a moment she gently asked, "Beca, will you please look at me?" I hesitated for a moment before looking up to meet her eyes. "Are you ok?" She asked, and I could see the honest concern in her eyes.
Aubrey's grip tightened on me and the last of my anxiety dissolved. "Yes, Stacie. I'm good."
"I'm glad. This does seem to suit you." She said smiling.
I looked up at Aubrey and smiled. "It does. It surprises me too, but I'm happy." Aubrey returned the smile, and I looked back at Stacie. "I have to admit I'm surprised to see you here."
The brunette grinned, "Well, you know, he's a hunter." She finished with a gesture to her pelvis. Aubrey and I both laughed, remembering when she had said that the first day of Bellas' rehearsals. Stacie turned serious, "Actually, I run the shelter that this event is benefitting."
As we continued chatting, I noticed the dark looks I was receiving from Stacie's submissive. He didn't like the casual way she included me in the conversation. I felt bad for the guy, but Aubrey had told me to ignore the looks from other submissives, so I decided he was Stacie's responsibility. Besides, aside from the protective arm, Aubrey kept around my waist and the light grip she had on my leash, Aubrey seemed happy to let me catch up with Stacie, whom I hadn't seen since graduation. When the next scene started, Aubrey and Stacie shared the couch and I once again settled onto the cushion at Aubrey's feet.
Stacie laughed softly, "You guys make a stunning pair, Aubrey. Beca really falls into her role gracefully."
I smiled up at my mistress and leaned against her legs. Aubrey returned the smile as she replied to Stacie. "Yes, she does. It honestly surprises me every time."
"You've trained her well. I can't say the same for John, here. He chafes at his role in public, so we don't go out often," Stacie said, indicated the guy kneeling at her feet.
I glanced over at John and he was glaring at me. I could see that he didn't like the appreciation in Stacie's voice. Aubrey just chuckled. "I didn't train her at all, Stacie. Beca's a natural."
"Jesus, really?" She asked, and I could hear the awe in Stacie's voice.
"Yeah. Ask her yourself if you don't believe me," Aubrey offered.
"Beca, what's your secret?" Stacie immediately asked.
I looked at her and smiled. "I belong to Aubrey. I don't think I'd find it as easy to submit to anyone else." I answered honestly.
Stacie nodded, taking in my meaning. After a moment she turned back to Aubrey, "Does Chloe know?"
Aubrey's voice held an edge of tension as she answered. "Not yet, but please don't tell her. She's coming to visit in a few weeks; we had planned on telling her then. I think it'll be easier for her to see us together than it would be to explain over the phone."
"Alright, does she know about any of this?" Stacie asked.
"Yes, she knows that we're dating, and she knows I'm a domme. But we haven't told her about Beca's part in all this yet." Aubrey said carefully, still unsure of Stacie's willingness to keep our secret.
"Ok, well good luck with that. I hope she doesn't flip out." Stacie said.
I lost track of their conversation after that. I found myself riveted to the drama enfolding on the small stage. The scene appeared to be an elaborate punishment for the submissive. The sub was strapped facedown onto a table and had a butt plug inserted before the domme used various types of whips and crops on her exposed skin, paying special attention to her bare ass and upper thighs. I found the entire scene to be highly arousing and wondered what it would feel like to be in her position. At some point, Aubrey noticed my reaction to the scene because she bent down to huskily whisper in my ear, "I thought you weren't interested in anal play."
I blushed, and my voice was shaky as I whispered back. "She seems to enjoy it."
"I imagine she does. It can add a new level of intensity to a spanking if you decide to change your mind, my pet," she purred causing me to shudder. She chuckled softly and kissed my temple before settling back on the couch.
When the scene ended, Stacie excused herself, saying that she needed to mingle more. I was grateful. I felt a little shy about having my friend see how turned on I was in response to our surroundings. After Stacie left, Aubrey decided to mingle as well. She pulled me through the crowd, stopping to talk with dommes that she knew. They all expressed admiration for our combined look, and curiosity about me. I quickly gathered that Aubrey didn't often bring a submissive with her to these gatherings. It made me feel proud to be on her leash.
A few dommes asked about the scene I had caused in the shop and Aubrey smiled indulgently, but only gave vague answers about my trance. She told them they would have to wait and see, as she would not be involving me in a scene that night. They all seemed disappointed but didn't push the matter, and none of them were anything but polite to me. The subs were an entirely different matter. Some ignored my presence, and some shot jealous looks in my direction. The only time I came close to causing another scene like the one in the clothing store was when an unclaimed sub approached my mistress.
The girl pressed herself into Aubrey and purred, "Mistress Bella, I had hoped you would be here tonight."
"Hanna, this is inappropriate. I already have a submissive this evening," Aubrey said sternly, pushing the girl off of her.
Hannah pouted and looked at me. She was several inches taller than me and was more slender. Her eyes narrowed as she looked down at me. "But, Mistress, I bet she can't pleasure you the way I can."
I immediately knew that this girl had been one of my mistress' slaves. Jealousy instantly roared through me. I didn't like the idea that this girl had been with my mistress. I opened my mouth to speak, but Aubrey cut me off with a laugh. "Hanna, you don't know what you're talking about. My Beca pleases me just fine." A warm glow replaced the jealousy and I relaxed against Aubrey. She put an arm around me and pulled me against her body. I instantly melted into her embrace, forgetting the other girl until my mistress spoke again. "See how she responds to my touch? You need to go find someone else, Hanna. You cannot compare with my new pet." Aubrey's voice was gentle, but I could still hear the anger in it.
I glanced at the other sub, and smirked at the outrage evident on her face. She took one step towards me, her hand raised as though she would slap me, but Aubrey smoothly stepped between us. "Go now, Hanna." Her voice allowed for no argument and Hanna let out a frustrated huff before melting back into the crowd. Aubrey immediately turned to me. "Are you alright, Beca?"
I grinned, "Yes, Mistress."
She studied me for a long time before returning my smile. "Good." She claimed my lips in a searing kiss and heat rushed to my core. I was gasping when she broke the kiss. She smiled and pulled me to the next domme she wanted to speak with.
The rest of the night was fairly uneventful. We watched each of the scenes, and they became more and more provocative as the night wore on. I was almost painfully aroused by the time Aubrey finally led me from the club. I was aching for her touch and couldn't wait until we were back in the privacy of her playroom. Once we were back in her car, Aubrey glanced at me, a pleased smile on her face. "You did very well tonight, Beca."
"Thank you, Mistress." I said.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" She asked feigning innocent concern.
"Yes, Mistress, though I wish you had taken me into one of the back rooms. I've been dying to touch you for hours," I told her.
She chuckled, and I shivered. "I know, Beca. Your patience will be rewarded when we get home."
I smiled, "Thank you, Mistress."
She turned serious as she asked, "So, would you like to act as my submissive the next time I am hired for a demonstration?"
"Yes," I answered fervently, my center clenching in anticipation.
She chuckled, "You really like the idea of being put on display, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress, but only if it's with you," I moaned.
Her breath caught and her knuckled turned white as she gripped the steering wheel. "Good." She took several deep breaths, and her grip relaxed. She glanced over at me. "I have some special plans for your debut, but we can discuss those later. What did you see tonight that you'd like me to do to you? Or have you do to me?"
I thought about it, feeling myself grow ever wetter. "A lot, Mistress," I finally admitted, unable to find any one thing that stood out above the others.
She chuckled. "You seemed interested in the anal play we watched. Have you changed your mind about that?"
"I don't know. I'm curious. That sub seemed to really enjoy it, but it still seems kinda gross to me."
"I understand that, and I will respect your limits. But I will say that it can add quite a bit of pleasure to all aspects of play. Think about it and let me know if you change your mind. I won't push you," Aubrey said and I knew that she was being honest.
"Have you ever done it?" I asked, curious.
Aubrey blushed. "Yes, I have. When I first got serious about the lifestyle, I met a domme in New York who acted as a mentor for me. She told me that a domme should never do something that they haven't experienced for themselves. It was good advice and so I spent several nights in her dungeon, experiencing as much as possible."
I was surprised, I didn't think Aubrey would ever willingly give up control. "Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"No," she immediately said. She glanced over at me, and elaborated. "There were things that I enjoyed, but I do not like to be tied up and helpless. It was hard, but it made me a better domme."
We both got lost in our thoughts for the rest of the drive back to Aubrey's house. The second the door closed behind us, my mistress ripped the jacket from me and pressed me back against the door. Her hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head to the side and she bit lightly into my neck. I moaned and she kissed her way down to nibble on the exposed curved of my breasts. Her hands cupped them through the corset and heat raced along my skin. After a minute, Aubrey took my leash and led me to the playroom. I expected her to immediately remove our clothes, but she had other plans in mind. She moved behind me, clipping my cuffs together behind my back. I whimpered, knowing that I would be unable to touch her.
"God, you look amazing in this outfit, my pet. I've been dying to get you alone for hours," My mistress said as she stepped back to study me.
"Thank you, Mistress." I answered breathlessly.
Aubrey's eyes raked my body and came up to meet mine with a mischievous glint. "I've been thinking about what I wanted to do to you in this outfit all night. Are you willing to submit to my pleasures, Beca?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said, feeling need settle in my core.
"Good. Kneel, my pet." She ordered, and I dropped to my knees as gracefully as possible with my hands secured behind my back and the corset restricting my movement. Aubrey moved over to her cabinet and pulled out a length of blue satin. My eyes widened as I saw that the fabric matched the lace on my corset. She walked back over to me and gently took my chin in hers. "Do you trust me, Beca?"
"Yes, Mistress," I answered immediately.
"Open your mouth," She demanded. I opened for her before I had even consciously decided to. She immediately placed the satin gag in my mouth and moved to secure it behind my head. I whimpered. She had taken away any method for me to touch her. Aubrey chuckled in my ear. "Don't worry, my pet. I will let you pleasure me before the night is over, but I want to see you squirm first."
I nodded my understanding, and Aubrey jerked on the leash, pulling me to my feet. She led me to the side of the room and connected my cuffs to one of the rings set at waist height in the wall. Once I was connected, she removed the leash and ran her hands along the lines of the corset. I trembled under her touch and she grinned at me. Her hands traveled down my thighs and I moaned. She watched me as one hand dipped between my legs to brush along the thin fabric covering my center. Her eyes widened in surprise. "You're soaked."
I nodded, knowing that my need had soaked through my panties long before we left the club. She pulled them off and the chilly air on my damp folds sent a shiver through me. Her fingers immediately returned to my dripping folds and I moaned. "Oh, my pet, you did so well tonight. I'm proud of you. Come for me," She said, pushing three fingers into me. I groaned, grinding down on her hand. She began to thrust and I felt pleasure roll over me instantly. I clenched down on her long fingers and let the release take me. She curled her fingers inside me and watched as the orgasm swept through me. "You are so beautiful, Beca."
I smiled at her through the gag. She smiled at me for a moment before moving back to her cabinet. She came back with a long feather and began to run it along my exposed skin. I squirmed and she chuckled. When the feather dipped into the valley between my breasts, I gasped, my nipples instantly puckering against the stiff fabric. My mistress pulled the feather out and moved down to my thighs. As I squirmed, my hard nipples chafed against the corset and I moaned. Aubrey smirked at me, and trailed the feather up to tease my clit. I shifted, trying to increase the friction, but the feather wasn't substantial enough to do more than tease. I sighed, relaxing into the torment. My mistress noticed and smiled, "Good girl, just enjoy. I will let you come again soon."
I nodded, and moaned, as the movement of the feather sent heat rushing to my center. Aubrey continued to tease me with the feather until I was panting with need. She gave me no warning before she slammed three fingers into me. "Come for me, Beca," she ordered and my body immediately obeyed. After the last tremor left my body, Aubrey unclipped my wrists from the wall and hooked a finger into the ring on my collar. She pulled me over to the bench and secured my wrists to the legs. She removed my boots so I could more easily balance. She gave my ass a light playful slap as she stood back up. I jerked forward slightly with a moan. "Do you like it when I spank you, my pet?" I nodded immediately, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. "Good," She responded and I could hear the approval in her voice. She moved over to the cabinet and came back to kneel behind me quickly. I felt lube drip down my folds and squirmed against the cold wetness. My mistress just chuckled and pressed a dildo against my entrance. I immediately shifted, to spread my legs wider for her and she pushed the phallus into me. I moaned and Aubrey slowly stroked the dildo in and out of me several times, before she left the phallus deep inside of me. I squirmed, wanting her to continue. She chuckled and gave my ass another playful slap. It jarred the dildo and I moaned, feeling my arousal grow.
"Did you like that my pet?" I nodded and she said, "Good." I felt one of her hands cup my center, pressing her palm against the base of the dildo as her other hand began spanking me. I moaned, instantly feeling an orgasm begin to build. My ass was still a little tender from the paddling I had received two days prior, but the pain only added to my pleasure, and Aubrey was careful to never let her hand fall too hard against the sensitive skin. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that Aubrey was doing this as another way to make up for her reaction in the store the other day, and I felt myself fall more in love with her for it, even though I didn't think it was necessary.
Just as I began to fight my imminent release, my mistress began to pump the dildo inside of me, ordering me to come, I screamed into the gag as the orgasm crashed over me. When the last tremor subsided, Aubrey released my wrists and set the dildo aside. She removed the gag and pulled me to my feet. She kissed me and I could feel her need coursing through her. I whimpered under the force of her desire and she broke the kiss.
"Thank you, Mistress. May I pleasure you now?" I asked, breathlessly.
"Yes," she said with a smile. "Go lay on the bed. I want to ride you."
"Yes, Mistress," I said and hastened to obey.
She joined me a minute later and she held a strap on that I hadn't seen before. This one had a small egg shaped insert on the inner part of the strap. She eased it into me as she strapped the harness in place. I smiled as the feeling of it. She attached my wrist cuffed to the headboard before slowly stripping out of her clothes. My center clenched at the sight and I longed to have the freedom to touch her. When she stood naked before me, she grinned at the hungry look she saw in my eyes. She straddled my hips and as she lowered her body onto the phallus, she said, "Do not come until I do."
"Yes, Mistress," I whimpered as the weight of her body, pressed the egg deeper into my center.
Aubrey slowly began to ride me, and I rolled my hips in time with her movements. She moaned, "Oh, yes, Beca. Just like that." She gradually sped up her movements until she was panting out a steady stream of "Oh God, oh God, oh God." I found myself pulling uselessly against the cuffs encircling my wrists. I was dying to reach up and massage her bouncing breasts. I whimpered and Aubrey's eyes met mine with that familiar predatory look. My breath caught, and I was immediately too close to the edge. My mistress knew what I wanted to do and she loved that I was helpless beneath her. Just before I lost my inner battle, Aubrey stiffened and called out my name as she came. I immediately followed her into bliss.
After a moment, Aubrey lifted her hips to let the dildo slide out of her. She released my hands and helped me get up from the bed. We moved into her bedroom, and Aubrey helped me take off my corset. We made love for the rest of the night, before falling asleep in each other's arms.