"You cheated." I say with a disgruntled huff that Mr. Nasty Nipples ignores. I inhale slowly and gain control of my unfulfilled body.Curious eyes follow us. Damian takes in everything with a sweeping gaze but for the most part ignores the patrons. The entire club is lavish and even smells delicious-leather, wood oil, and sex-nothing like the Mediterranean. Everything looks new, expensive, and clean. The lighting is perfect and the music in the background subtle with a heavy bass. A group of kinksters sit on low couches playing cards in the lounge. Subs kneel at their feet-some naked and others barely clothed. This is the world of pleasure and money-my world for a short time.What surprises me most is everyone is not beautiful with artificially enhanced body parts. There's a pretty, pleasantly plump woman wearing the collar of her Dom. He hands her a drink and sweetly touches her hair. She smiles and thanks him by kissing his palm.There's an older couple-both look to be in their si

My head goes back at the first flick of his tongue. "Fuck yes," I groan. I grind up and down on his mouth. I move slightly so his nose hits my clit. My orgasm builds. I close my eyes while imagining only one mouth on my cunt, one tongue licking and sucking me. I picture Damian's face, his grin, and those sexy dimples. The orgasm pulses through my pussy and I cry out. Yes, I will be using Adam again. I hope he remains unattached and doesn't find a steady Domme.Slowly, I open my eyes. Burning dark orbs pierce me. My sexual release has barely ended and I feel it spike again. It's Damian's scalding gaze. He's watching me intently. If I didn't know better, I would think him jealous. I slowly back off Adam, lean down, and kiss him. Take that Mr. Palatial Penis.I stand straight and pull my skirt back down without looking toward Damian. Raul helps me re-adjust the cross so Adam is upright again and I remove the cock ring. Adam groans but manages to hold most of the sound in, which brings a

I don't see Mr. Lush Lips the next day but he escorts me to the club that night. He says a few clipped sentences and doesn't invite conversation. What a grouch. From the looks of his slightly red eyes, a sleepy grouch. I shouldn't feel sorry for the jerk but I slept like a baby and have a little room to be magnanimous. His damn ass in tight pants helps too. We part company at the lounge inside the club. I order a strawberry daiquiri. Yep, a girlie drink but I don't care. I never get drunk when I work. Right now I just need a little kick to get Damian's sour mood out of my mind.I work with two subs without taking pleasure for myself. They don't complain because they leave with red ass cheeks and several orgasms. Angela flits around the club and tells me she's doing great when we have a chance to chat. She needed this. There's no way I would have wanted her working for Johnny Ford. It was hard enough keeping him away from her when she paid his membership fees. She's safe here and accep

I staked my claim last night. Gossip is ramped at the best of times at the club. Now it's wildfire. I made my move because I wanted everyone to know, especially the men, that Lydia is off limits. I didn't like her working a scene with Kyle and I didn't like her flirting with the bartender. My brain tells me how wrong I am to expect submission from a Domme, but my dick feels the intensity of her stare. Lydia wants me, but she's too stubborn to act on it.I'm tired of waiting.After stacking the deck on my first bet with the lovely Lydia, this second one could go either way. I haven't felt this level of exhilaration in ages. I will win this bet.Of course, the day of the bet is spent dealing with a million and one petty items within the hotel. I have an excellent hotel manager, but it just so happens he's on vacation and I'm stuck doing the everyday tasks I've never enjoyed. A fight broke out in housekeeping. Not a yelling match, an all-out brawl between two women. Both were fired on the

Feeling her hair between my fingers is almost better than sucking her amazing breasts. Almost. Her skin is so damn smooth. Absolute perfection. But this hair. I want to wrap it around my cock while she sucks me dry. I can do basic rope work but to do what I really want with her hair, I need a few added lessons. I'll hit up Monroe for instruction the next time he visits the club.Tonight is about offering pleasure and giving my lady five orgasms. Lydia thinks she can withstand what's about to happen. I know differently. When I touch her shoulders, goose bumps run across her skin. The longer she's on her knees, the more shallow her breathing becomes. I'm sure she doesn't even realize the many delectable signals her body gives off.And oh, what a body. She's poetry with all the right curves in the perfect places. A bit too thin maybe, but she has a large build, which to me is the picture of perfection.The truth is she has no idea what I'm willing to do for her. If she called a stop ri