Club Voyeur Series (3 Books in 1)

HoneyWhen I woke up this morning, it was just a normal day. Take a shower, eat breakfast, go to school. I helped mom get Brody ready and I dropped him on my way. He doesn’t need much help, he’s nine. He didn’t ride the bus because of the special project he took to school today. Mom went the opposite direction to her job. Simple and ordinary. No weird BDSM club on the horizon, oh wait, yes there was, I just didn’t know it yet.When I got out of school, I went to my job. Brody would have taken the bus home from school and Mom would be home around five when she gets off work. She would make dinner. I get home around 8 and Mom has her date night with Moe. Brody goes to sleep. See? A well-oiled machine.Only instead of getting ready for bed like I asked, Brody decided to jump off his top bunk bed pretending to be some super hero. His screams made my heart nearly leap out of my chest. I ran into his bedroom to find him writhing on the floor holding his arm. It was bad. A bone broke through

BrandtI woke up when I heard the phone ring. I considered not answering. I mean everyone I know, is aware I sleep during the day and work at night. But what if it’s her? The caller ID shows it as an unknown number. I grab the phone off the nightstand before it goes to voice mail.“Hello” I said gruffly, my voice sounding rough and gravelly being tainted by sleep.“Good morning, it’s Honey. From the club last night? I’m sorry to have awoken you. I thought I would get your voicemail.” A melodious voice explains.I sat up because it was her. I'm more excited lthan I been in a long time. I ran my hand through my hair and wondered what her decision would be. I want to see her again very soon. Just her voice has me aroused. I want to touch her again, hold her and protect her like I did last night. How will I convince her if she says no? I won't be giving up so easily.“What time is it?” I asked. I know I won’t be able to go back to sleep after this conversation.“It’s 11:30. I have to be

Brandt My alarm went off at 8:30 to remind me to call. I hadn’t needed the reminder as Honey kept popping up in my mind all night. During my shift today, I compared her to every girl that came on to me. That happens to me a lot. They see me as a rich club owner and want to be with the guy at the top. Little do they know that it's lonely up here and for good reason. I worked my ass off every day to make sure the bills were paid and salaries were dispensed. I have to make sure that the building is maintained properly, to keep in operation. My insurance was through the roof already, and I didn’t need any lawsuits for major or even minor incidents. I saw one of my ex-subs earlier. She had found a new Dom, but she kept glancing my way. She will get punished if he notices. Some people were more astute than others. I ignored her and went about my day. Not one of these ladies made me want to pause and contemplate. Not now that I've found Honey.My thoughts for Honey went a little, okay, a l

Honey "Yes, Sir." I answered over the lump in my throat. My heart felt like it would jump out of my chest. I couldn't figure out if I should be afraid or excited. I was on the edge of both. My day totally didn't go as planned, again. I like things nice and neat, predictable even. I have a schedule and I keep to it. Do surprises happen? Sure. And I try to roll with it, but every day since Brody got hurt, has been out of my normal range. I'm getting a little beside myself. I felt restless and I wondered how much of the feeling could be contributed to not Brody needing extra care or finding out my mom is submissive, but because of Brandt? I wanted to find out. I didn't get a chance to speak with Brandt like we had planned. I knew where I could find him, so I went to the club. I don't have any clothes that you could call sexy, really. I just have a few pretty dresses so I chose my favorite one. I wasn't interested in getting any attenti

Brandt Everything was going so well with Honey until Quinn called out to me. I was right, my ex-sub was going to be a fucking problem. I felt Honey stiffen before I pushed her slightly behind me until I understood the sub's intent. I noticed Daniel was also on alert. Sub's were submissive and for her to come at me like this, it was unusual. "Yes, slave?" I answered with a dominating sneer in my voice. She was no longer my submissive and had become the slave of another Dom. She shouldn't be talking to another master at all. The rules of a slave were slightly different than those of a submissive. With a slave, almost anything goes and they were often used more like possessions. It can be a rougher lifestyle. I wasn't into doing things a woman might not like or may even regret later. I enjoyed dispensing pleasure way more than just giving pain. "Sir," she said with her head down, knowing better than to look me in the e