Alice
“Is this what you want?” He whispers, asking my permission.
The sub is always in control, Joanna told me earlier. It’s my job as a submissive to say when to go and when to stop. If things go too far, I can use a safe word. I have one. The club has one, too. It’s red. When we checked in at the front desk, the receptionist reminded me. Since it’s my first time, he wanted to make sure I was comfortable.
“Red is to stop the scene,” he said. “And yellow is to slow down and re-evaluate. Never be afraid to use your safe words, darling. They exist for a reason.”
Now it’s time for me to make my first decision.
I can still see Joanna. She’s watching another scene as she said, but she’s keeping a careful eye on me, too. Every so often, I catch her gaze. She looks from Ben to me and back again, and then she nods, carefully. She wants to make sure I’m okay with this.
She wants to make sure I’m all right.
“Yes,” I tell him.
“Are you sure, love? We don’t have to do anything tonight, Alice. We can just talk.”
“I’m not afraid.”
My first lie.
I am afraid.
I am desperately, terrible, totally afraid, but I’m also tired. I’m tired of being afraid. I’m tired of worrying. I’m tired of struggling to make the right choices and then feeling like I’m being punished for those choices. What I want more than anything else right now is to feel freedom. I want to close my eyes for a little while and just forget.
Ben steps closer to me. He places his hands on my waist and pulls me close. He’s not wearing a shirt and I can see the outline of his abs. Yeah, this guy hits the gym. A lot. And he’s here, in this place, touching me.
“We can stop at anytime,” he whispers.
“We haven’t even started,” I whimper quietly. He presses his lips to my neck, then, and I about lose my damn mind. He hasn’t even kissed me. Hell, Ben and I have never even really been alone together. We’ve only ever chatted at work. This is very different. Being in the middle of a club with him is…well, it’s strange, but it’s comfortable. It’s more comfortable than it should be.
“Oh, we started a long time ago, Alice. That first day in the office, I wanted you.”
“Did you?” I thought it was just me.
“You think I flirt with all of the pretty girls?” He asks quietly, pulling back. He looks into my eyes, searching for something. Truth, maybe. Something else? It’s possible.
“I don’t know anything about you,” I tell Ben.
Something flashes in his eyes.
“Well, then, lovely girl, why don’t we get to know one another?”
“Okay.”
He takes my hand and leads me to the stage. There are several spanking benches set up. One of them already has a sub tied to it. The Domme is circling the submissive, running something over his body.
“What’s that?” I ask Ben.
“A flogger.”
“Does it hurt?”
“That depends,” he says.
He guides me to a spanking bench of our own and he shows me how to climb on it. It’s a little uncomfortable at first, but once I’m situated, it’s okay. My dress slides up as I move into place, but I’m facing the audience. The only one who can see my bottom is Ben. At least, that’s what I’m going to pretend. The reality is that everyone can probably see me, but I don’t care too much right now.
“Lovely,” he says, touching my skin. He rubs his hands over my shoulders and I try my best not to purr like a little kitten. I love that he’s taking his time with me. He’s touching me, caring for me. He’s making me feel like I’m important and special and I find myself sinking into the cool leather of the chair.
Ben continues to touch me, stroking me over my dress, and then his hands reach my thighs. My legs are spread apart. If I was on the ground, I’d be on all fours. The spanking bench is shaped sort of like a picnic table, so my hands and legs are on the sides. With my legs apart like this, I know Ben can see all of me.
It makes me a little wet knowing that he’s looking at me there.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, Alice,” he says.
I open my eyes and look out at the crowd. There aren’t too many people here yet. It’s still early in the night. Still, there are a few people watching me. One of them – a woman – locks eyes with me. She smiles slightly, and I bite my bottom lip.
She’s going to watch this.
They all are.
They’re going to see everything that happens.
And then I feel the first swat.
“Ouch!” I screech, reaching back and rubbing my sore bottom. Ben grabs my hand and pins it against my back. He moves close, whispering in my ear.
“I asked you a question, baby. I expect an answer.”
“I was thinking.”
“No, you were watching the crowd, honey. This isn’t my first day as a Dom, pretty girl. Now let’s try again. What are you thinking?”
“Now I’m thinking that this kinda hurts,” I grumble, and Ben chuckles.
“Anything else?”
“They’re all watching me,” I whisper.
“Do you like it?”
“A little.”
“Are you nervous?”
“A little.”
“I won’t push you past what you can handle, Alice.”
“How will you know?” I whisper.
“Well, right now you’re turned on,” he says.
“How can you tell?”
He swipes his finger between my legs and brings it up to my face.
Wet.
It’s super, totally, completely wet.
“You’re wet for me, baby. Are you thinking about my cock in you?”
I gasp slightly and he chuckles.
“Because I am, Alice. Don’t worry, baby. That won’t happen here. Not tonight. Maybe not for a long time, but I will have you, Alice. When you’re begging me for it. When you’re sure. I’m going to make love to you long and hard, princess, and you won’t know what you walked into.”
“Yes,” I whisper. “I’m thinking about you fucking me, Ben.”
“Good girl,” he says. “Now let’s get started.”