The club was noisy and crowded. Submissives and Dominants dressed in leather and latex were chatting, joking and just having a good time. Sitting at the bar, Elena, Jack and Mia turned their gaze to the stage. There was already a guillotine, a throne and a St. Andrew's cross there. - The guillotine is prohibited, isn't it? - Elena ordered a cola and sushi. - It is prohibited, but our new guy is on his own. So impudent, it's annoying. He looks down on me and clearly imposes his own rules, - Hyde took a sip of beer. - Kick him out, - Mia took her lover by the hand. - I can't. He paid for all my subs' health insurance for 2 years in advance, made dungeons and helped with devices. Yes, impudent, but generous, - Jack grinned. Suddenly the music stopped and thick smoke poured into the hall. Three figures in cloaks emerged from it. And then the song "Kings of Night Verona" burst out. The figures approached the stage and threw off their robes. And then a cry of delight went through the hall. One of the figures was Sophie. Clad in a lace corset, she looked very gentle and feminine. The girl shook her hair and blew a kiss to the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, rejoice, for the gods of BDSM have visited you," the second figure turned out to be Weinstein. It was clear that he was in his element. He walked into the crowd and, shouting fiery chants about D/S relationships, introduced everyone to the third member of this group. Elena gasped. Now Robert was majestic, calm and cold. He looked around at the crowd and grinned. The music began to swell and with it the fun. Robert began to dance and flirt with the audience. Many submissives tried to touch him and talk to him. "Ladies, the king will choose his favorite himself," De Niro said in a hypnotic voice. He was half naked in black leather pants and boots. Weinstein was dressed the same way. Together they tied Sophie to two posts that mysteriously appeared on the stage and began to spank her with floggers. The blows were weak and, as Elena could see, Miss Taylor liked them. Then Harvey lit a candle and began to carefully pour wax on Sophie. "Eh, wax games are prohibited here! My club is not a torture club!" Hyde jumped up, but Miss Gray immediately stopped him. "She likes it, Hyde sat down!" Mia grinned. "Oh, I would become a submissive to such tops myself." Meanwhile, Sophie was freed and she brought her Dominants a glass of wine, bowing gracefully. Elena looked at her friend. How many secrets does she have? Not only is she dark, but she's also a sub. Lincoln took a sip of cola. The show was spectacular and quite peaceful. She worried for nothing... "And for the next scene, I need a volunteer," Harvey suddenly announced, stepping out into the middle of the stage. "Me! Can I?" Mia jumped up from her chair and rushed to the stage. "Okay, pretty girl who looks like a mermaid. Come here," Weinstein helped Mia climb onto the stage. Hyde stared at his girlfriend. He didn't like that Mia was getting into BDSM herself, and not with him as the Dominant. "How much did she drink?" Elena panicked and rushed to the stage. Jack hurried after her. Meanwhile, Weinstein secured Mia's head in a guillotine and lightly whipped her with a riding crop. Miss Grey giggled and showed Jack and Lincoln that everything was fine. Suddenly, Elena caught Robert's cold gaze. He was sitting on the throne and lazily drinking wine. But when he saw Elena, he became even colder. "It's my turn to play with Miss Grey, Harvey," Robert said sweetly and stood up from the throne. Elena tensed up. De Niro took a heavy black whip, tore Mia's dress on her back and began to beat her. And the blows were strong. Mia squirmed in her shackles and moaned softly. Over time, the blows began to gain strength, and now Mia was screaming in pain. Tears were streaming from her eyes. "Stop, that's enough!" Elena burst onto the stage. De Niro grinned when he saw her. "What, do you want to spank your aunt, Lena?" the ogre asked sarcastically, throwing away the whip. "Take her place," Lincoln said dispassionately. Robert walked up to her, grabbed her hand and led her to the cross. There, Elena took off everything except her panties and bra. She looked at Robert proudly. And he was delighted with the action. He chained her to the cross and took the cat-o'-nine-tails whip in his hands and said with a predatory smile: "You were a very bad girl, Elena..." Elena's POV. I swallow and close my eyes, starting to pray. He won't hurt me, he needs me... God, help me... Robert kisses me, deeply and greedily, runs his hand over my chest and then... The whip burns my stomach, I twitch and moan. Then my chest, shoulders. The blows increase in strength. And soon I scream in pain. No pleasure, only pain. Punishment, revenge... a break, De Niro greedily caresses me, as if he is ready to fuck me in front of everyone. "You are mine," he growls, taking the rod in his hands. Fuck, what? No, rods are prohibited here, but that is what he beat me with as a child. God, what's wrong with him? More blows, now until there are scars. Until there are bruises, they do not stop. I feel the taste of blood in my mouth... He will kill me. It hurts, it hurts, it is scary. Oh my God... "Red, red..." I whisper. "But the blows are only getting stronger. "Red, Red!" my voice breaks into a scream. De Niro grins and hits me between the legs with the rod. Suddenly Harvey runs up to me, pushes Robert away and quickly frees me. I cry and cling to the executioner. He picks me up and carries me off the stage to playroom 17. "It's okay, it's all over," Weinstein strokes my hair and consoles me. There are new scars on my body, and my soul is torn to shreds. Oh my God, and I believed that Robert had changed. That he was capable of love. But it was just a game to get me down there. "Al," Sophie flies into the playroom, she rushes to me and hugs me. Hugging her, I surrender to my grief. - He's a monster, he's... - I whine. - Why did you run away from the balloon? We were flying normally! He told me everything. My lord is scared himself. He thought. That you abandoned him, - Sophie brushes my hair out of my face. - No, we didn't sleep. He sat by the fireplace with a bottle of whiskey for two days. Oh, God, he thought I abandoned him. What a fool I am! I didn't run away, I took a break to think. I was fine with him, but his words about the club threw me off track. Okay, we'll solve problems as we go. - Lie down, rest, - Sophie helps me lie down. - Mia and Jack? How are they? - I raise my head and look at Harvey. - They went to the hospital. Mia has multiple wounds and bruises, there is a suspicion of internal bleeding. I'll call them in the morning, - Miss Taylor looks upset. - If you hadn't run away, I wouldn't have punished you. - I hear Robert's voice. He stands in front of me. His look... it's sick and lost... The look of a little boy who lost his mother. - Messire, go away, - Weinstein shields me with his body. - I have to talk to her, - Robert growls and I see his eyes become cat-like. - I won't let you go to her, - Weinstein is also ready to turn into a demon. As I suspect into a bear. He's big, strong, no one is afraid of him. - Okay, enough! I'll decide who comes to me! - I say in a well-trained dominant voice. Both cannibals calm down, and Sophie exhales. Robert comes to me, sits down next to me and hugs me. - Fool! How could you leave me! I was broken by your actions. And my confusion poured out into rage. - he strokes my hair. - You have to trust me, Robert. I took a break to think. I didn't want to run away. But I remembered my childhood and... I went crazy. I got scared, - I press myself against him and kiss my birthmark. He purrs and strokes my hair. - And you forgive me, Lena. I decided that you abandoned me. I have never experienced such emotions. All my life I have avoided them. And you... take and make me weak. Your power over me is stronger than you think. - He carefully lays me down on the couch, spreads my legs and kneels in front of me. Robert carefully takes off my panties and buries his face in my flesh. As soon as I feel his tongue on my clitoris, I relax. The cannibal caresses my stomach and thighs without touching the wounds. There is so much love, warmth and apologies in his actions... I arch my back and scream his name. Then I just whisper it like a prayer. Like a protective spell that will protect me from troubles and Evil. Finally, I reach the peak and fall on the couch. The ogre covers me with a blanket and gets up. - Are you leaving? - I raise my head. - Yes. Understand, Lena, we both need to comprehend what happened. Yes, I asked for forgiveness. But you need to rest and come to your senses. - Rob smiles weakly. - You can lie down by the fireplace, - I say. - No, now you need to be alone. I'll come in the morning, I swear, and now rest. And my doctor will examine you. Until he tells me that you're okay, I won't fuck you, - Rob grinned, - and I really want to. I love our vanilla. - Me too, - I whisper and he leaves. Oh, it won't be easy for us together. But it's unbearable for us apart either. Okay, we'll solve problems as they arise, and for now, sleep...