Page 42 of Forever His Brat

Charlie just nodded. That made sense. It just didn’t change the image she’d had in mind.

“Anyway, it has all the essentials, the important stuff. See the cross? The spanking benches? There are suspension hooks for rope bondage and a medical table over there. It’s pretty well stocked really. I’ve been in worse,” Katie confided.

She continued to point out the positives which didn’t just include kinky furniture but also safety features as they worked their way through the room. They saw two yellow-shirted monitors circling the room, and occasionally stopping to watch a scene.

Charlie’s attention had been stolen by the people now. The backdrop of the club had faded but the scenes that were occurring were in sharp focus. Her cheeks heated as she watched one Dom lovingly caressing his sub as he secured her to a giant X.

He whispered against her ear; she laughed softly and nodded. A blindfold was produced and tied over her eyes. Then he covered her ears with a pair of headphones.

Charlie waited for the spanking to start, but she was surprised to realize that this wasn’t the precursor to a scene—it was the actual show. “I don’t get it. What’s so exciting about standing around in the dark?” she whispered.

“Um, sensory deprivation, I think. Probably a trust exercise.”

Charlie hadn’t realized that there were so many different ways to play, but she quickly learned over the next couple of hours. She saw things she hadn’t even read about and definitely things she had never experienced. Some of it was going on her future wish list.

Others… she had no interest in. Once she even had to turn away and was mildly shocked to realize Katie hadn’t, and was actually enjoying watching. She moved away on her own for a time, finding something more in line with her interests.

There was a proper looking man in a suit, and he had a woman sprawled over his lap for a spanking. She seemed completely naked at first, until Charlie saw the little line of a thong vanishing between her bright red cheeks.

Charlie stared, captivated, as he delivered a series of slaps that left vivid handprints on each bouncing cheek. Watching was exciting; she was completely pulled in and lost in the moment.

The girl was expressive. She cried out, twisting as her legs kicked up. The expression on her face was one of someone who was deep in their own head. She didn’t appear to notice the watchers, or care if she did.

The spanker lectured her about struggling as he wrestled her back into place. He had no trouble pinning her down more firmly with one leg over hers to keep her feet on the floor. He rewarded her behavior with harder, faster spanks.

Charlie knew her face was probably as red as the poor girl’s ass, but she couldn’t look away. She’d never seen anyone spanked before, not in real life. It was absolutely enthralling.

“You seem really into watching but playing can be fun too. Would you like a spanking?” The voice came from behind her unexpectedly and she jumped.

It wasn’t the first time she’d been asked to play since they’d arrived, but her firm no had been respected each time. She had no concern as she turned to politely refuse. “No, thank you I—”

Words simply ceased to exist. Her mouth went bone dry as her eyes widened.

Sam flashed her a wide grin. “Something wrong, darlin’? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Her mouth worked open and closed silently— unable to form a response. Her mind was filled with questions. How? How had he known? How had he found them?

“Close your mouth, sweetheart.” He didn’t wait for her to manage it on her own but put two fingers under her chin and pushed up gently until her lips sealed.

Sam leaned in and brushed his lips against the shell of her ear. He whispered, “You’re insomuch trouble.”

Charlie just stared up at him as he took her by the arm and firmly escorted her to a quieter corner. Her feet dragged the whole way, but it didn’t slow Sam down. She didn’t want everyone watching and knowing she was in trouble, so she said nothing as he pulled her across the room.

“Sit.” He pushed her down onto a ratty old couch.

“Sam?” she blurted as her butt hit the cushion.

“Oh, it’s definitely Daddy right now, sweetheart.” There was a slight tilting of his mouth that was almost a smirk.

She shivered. “But… how did you…” Before she could formulate the question, Katie appeared behind Sam.

She didn’t pay any attention to Sam, as she moved around to him. “There you are, Charlie! I couldn’t find you. They’re doing a fire play demonstration and you’ve got to see it. It’s so cool to watch.” Her voice was filled with excitement.

“Uh, Katie…”

Katie didn’t take the hint. She was too focused on Charlie to notice the man next to her. “They’re just starting so you have to come now, or we’ll miss it.”

“Katie, I—”

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