Page 110 of Shadow

“Before you go, leave a message for Olivia’s Daddy that she’ll be in the foyer of room nine should he arrive while you are in service.”

“Yes, Master Vance, may I be excused?”

“You’re excused.”

To Olivia’s surprise, before Sabrina left the office, she gracefully peeled herself out of her body suit and was left in nothing but a black thong and the eternity collar she wore around her neck. Then she curtsied once more and backed out of the room.

“Why did she undress in here? I figured that’s what you meant when you told her to prepare herself and that she would do it in room nine.”

“Subs are only allowed underwear and sometimes bras when they’re in service. That includes Sabrina. Unlike other subs, Sabrina is not always considered in service. She has to be ordered into it. So, she wears clothes when she’s not, so that the other subs recognize her authority. But when she’s put into service by a Dom, she’s just like every other submissive in the place. You’ll notice she backed out of the room. A submissive may never turn their back on a Dom they are actively serving unless they order it. A sub in service should always have their attention on the Dom. Now, what do you say we head to room nine?”

“Don’t you want to give her time to get ready?”

Tyson shook his head, his gaze dark with arousal. He was clearly going to enjoy using Sabrina’s body, and Olivia was only slightly embarrassed to admit she was going to enjoy watching him do it.

“She knows she’s expected to be quick. If she’s not ready when I arrive, she’ll be punished. But I know Sabrina. She’ll be ready.”

Olivia was highly aroused. But not because of the chef, or even particularly Sabrina, though she was definitely attracted to the girl. It was the language they both used, and the protocol of it all. Even though it wasn’t rough and filthy the way she played with Ripley, it was the same primal concept. Being used was objectifying, maybe even humiliating. The illusion that Sabrina had no choice in when or how she was used was just as filthy when it was dressed up in expensive leather and silk, as it was when Olivia found herself face first in the dirt with Ripley explaining exactly how he was going to use one of her holes for his pleasure. And she thought that two sides to the same primal kink was fucking hot. God, she wished Ripley would show up right now and watch with her.

She dutifully followed Tyson through the dungeon and up a set of stairs. They entered a hallway filled with numbered doors and behind those doors she could hear the sounds of lust, passion, and depravity. They stopped at room nine, and Tyson turned the handle.

“You’ll be able to see us, but we won’t be able to see you. Should Ripley come find you, the two of you are free to… enjoy yourselves however you want. You’ll find the foyer a sufficient space to play.”

Olivia’s pussy clenched at the thought of Ripley fucking her while she watched Tyson fuck Sabrina. Dear God, this was filthy.

Then for a split second, she felt bad. Ripley was out there risking his life, and she was in a sex club about to watch Tyson do dirty things to Sabrina.

Tyson seemed to sense her reticence. “You couldn’t check your phone because you left it downstairs in the locker, but he’s fine. He’ll be here in the next half hour.”

“How do you know that?”

He chuckled. “Doms may keep their phones. Did you not notice that I didn’t leave anything in the lockers?”

Olivia shook her head. “That’s an insanely unfair rule.”

“It adds another layer to our illusion of total power exchange, Olivia. We know submissives are strong, powerful human beings, but here we pretend they’re powerless. Here we’ve created the illusion that they are nothing but playthings for the Doms. Just the way they like it. Just the way you enjoy being Ripley’s plaything. Now turn your mind off and get comfortable so you can enjoy the show. I’m sure your Daddy will enjoy arriving to find you wet and ready for him.”

It was vulgar for anyone other than Ripley to speak to her that way about her arousal. But Tyson was right about the illusion a place like Serendipity created, and her pussy clearly enjoyed that illusion. A lot. Because she followed him into the room without another thought. It was outfitted with a small sofa on one wall and a bed on the other. A wooden chest at the end of the bed was labeled toys, and it had large rings on the four corners. It was a big enough chest for someone to lie on, so she suspected the rings were for attaching people to it. The wall opposite the entrance, had another door and a window that looked into the other half of the room, which was similarly furnished.

Sabrina knelt naked in front of the bed, with her hands behind her head, her mouth open wide, and her legs spread as far as her position would allow. She had her shoulders back and her tits jutted out almost in offering to whomever entered the room.

Olivia wondered what it would be like to taste Sabrina’s pussy. Then she felt guilty. She was with Ripley. It was wrong to fantasize about sex with other people. Even oral sex.

The window was nearly floor-to-ceiling, so anywhere Olivia sat, she would have an unobstructed view of the show about to unfold.

Tyson opened a small cabinet and showed her where water and snacks were if she wanted them, then he winked and headed for the door that would lead him to the waiting Sabrina. “Thank you for giving me an excuse to enjoy myself tonight, Olivia.”

She blushed and dropped onto the couch to watch the show.

Tyson walked to the window and touched something on the wall next to it. Suddenly, his voice filled the room. Not only was she going to get to watch, but she could also hear every sound.

“Stand and present yourself for inspection, toy.”

Sabrina rose without her hands leaving her head. It was impressive. Olivia would have lost her balance.

The girl spread her legs wide and kept her mouth open. Tyson cupped her breasts and pinched each nipple sharply. Sabrina never made a sound. His hands roamed her body, starting on her arms and moving down to her armpits. “Very good, sub. You’re smooth like you should be.”

Sabrina didn’t speak, just stayed perfectly still while Tyson examined her entire body.

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