Page 41 of Stripping the Sub
Very gently, Michael fastened the collar around her neck while she held completely still, barely breathing. It was just a club collar, but - like the plug - he’d bought it specifically for her and it was made of extremely soft, supple leather. The buckle was silver and he left just enough room for him to slide a finger between the collar and her neck, and that was it.
When he looked Ellie in the eyes again, they were practically glazed over, which shocked the hell out of him. She looked the way she normally did at theendof a scene. Soft, submissive, and satisfied.
“Wrists,” he said gently.
Again, blinking and focusing on his request seemed to bring her out of her submissive daze a little. She lifted her hands, eyes widening at the softness of the cuffs too.
Okay, so he might have gone a little overboard, purchasing items for her. But he’d wanted to use new things, toys that were totally hers. It had been a long time since he’d had a club contract with a submissive, but it just hadn’t felt right using his old stuff. Ellie was special, and he wanted her to know it right from the beginning.
“Is it just me, or was that weirdly hot?” Lexie asked, breaking through the tension.
Ellie giggled as Michael grinned and turned to look at her. Blushing slightly, Lexie just shrugged, only a little abashed as Patrick rolled his eyes.
“Sorry,” Lexie said with a shrug. “It was kind of weirdly hot though.”
“I’m not going to argue,” Michael said easily. Reaching out, he tugged Ellie’s dress back down over her hips, hiding her lower body. “We’ll get out of your hair now though, with our weirdly hot antics.” Now Ellie was blushing as Lexie laughed. Michael gestured down at his toy bag. “I trust you can take care of having my bag in the Jail at the proper time?”
“Yeah, just leave it here,” Patrick said, pulling Lexie up onto his lap. There was a gleam in his dark eyes, confirming Michael’s suspicions of what the couple would be doing once the office was clear. “Have a good time.”
“You too,” Michael said, placing his hand on the small of Ellie’s back and leading her towards the door into the club. When he glanced back, just before pulling the door shut behind him, Lexie was straddling Patrick and the big man had one hand on the back of her neck while the other slid over the curve of her ass, fingers seeking the base of her plug.
Envy shot through him, along with the hope that he’d one day have the same kind of connection with Ellie.
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Collared and walking through Stronghold. Even though it was a club collar and not like acollarcollar, Ellie still hadn’t thought she’d ever see the day.
It felt good though. The snug fit around her neck was just tight enough she couldn’t help but be aware of its presence every time she took a deep breath or swallowed. The same went for the plug every time she took a step. Walking around with a plug inside of her was completely different from anal play during a scene. She felt owned, inside and out… add in Michael’s warm touch on her back and it was amazing she was still standing.
The collar didn’t go unnoticed either.
Of course, Michael was moving slowly through the club, and not just walking but actually strutting. Ellie found herself smiling at the cocky tilt of his head. Why had she been so nervous about this again? Now that she’d signed the contract and she was here, officially Michael’s club submissive, it felt easy. Right.
Especially the recognition. More than one sub waiting in the Lounge gave her a thumbs up. Vicki mouthed the words “Good for you!” at her. Even subs who had been jealous about Michael’s constant attention to her smiled at the sight of them.
The reaction was even bigger at the two tables their friends had taken over. They really weretheirfriends too. Although Ellie had always been friendly with Lexie and the other submissives around the club, she hadn’t really had friends until these girls had started reaching out to her. The friendships had somehow snuck up on her, but it was more apparent now than ever. They were happy for her.
Everyone was there, other than Lexie and Patrick. Jessica was sitting between fiancés, Justin and Chris, with Justin’s arm around her waist and Chris’ hand on her thigh. Next to them were Hilary and Liam, with Hilary on Liam’s lap. As usual, Hilary was wearing her signature pink, making her look like a rose in a garden of leather. Beside them, Jake was there, dressed in dark blue jeans and a black button down shirt, almost blending in with the other dominants. He was definitely an alpha-male, but apparently ultimately vanilla in the bedroom. Rick had his arm slung around Maria’s shoulder, his fingers tracing over her skin while she had the distracted look of a sub who was seriously aroused and knew she wasn’t going to be getting off for a while.
Adam stood behind Angel, his arms around her, hands resting on her stomach; she’d pretty much given up doing club wear thanks to her ever expanding waistline and now just wore cute babydoll lingerie. Tonight’s was black silk trimmed with white lace and looked incredibly comfortable. No longer constantly trapped behind the bar, Andrew was standing next to Olivia, with Kate seated in front of him, much like Angel was in front of Adam. Beside Kate, Leigh was sitting on Jared’s lap, his big arm wrapped around her waist to hold her securely in place. Like Angel, she was wearing lingerie rather than PVC or leather. They had more of a Daddy Dom, domestic discipline relationship than anything else, and Leigh preferred to wear lace and satin over leather. Sharon was next to them, without her boyfriend Brian, in an attention-getting black corset which nearly shoved her breasts up to her chin and a black mini-skirt that was just as short and clingy as Ellie’s.
“Alright!” Sharon said loudly, holding up her hand for Michael to high-five as soon as they got close enough. “You officially have a new nickname! Magic Mike!”
Angel and Leigh cheered while the others laughed and Michael made a face. He slid onto one of the bar stools, pulling Ellie in between his legs to lean back against him, caging her with his body. The entire time, though, he kept hold of her hand. Ellie relaxed back against him, thankful he was there so she wasn’t the center of attention on her own.
“Why Magic Mike?” Michael asked, sounding slightly pained. Sharon was known for giving everyone nicknames. When she’d first started coming to the club, she’d described everyone to Kate using their nicknames… it wasn’t until Kate joined her at Stronghold that some of those nicknames had started coming to light. Michael had originally been Master Hell No after Sharon had seen him perform an intense scene (Sharon was so not a masochist).
“Because you have the Magic Penis,” Sharon said, in the solemnly earnest way only Sharon could pull off while saying something so outrageous. The reactions around the table were varied. Almost everyone found Sharon hilarious to varying degrees, but a lot of what she said tended to make Hilary blush (Hilary could be kind of a prude), and some of the Doms tried to hide their smiles behind frowns when she was treading the line of being disrespectful. Jake, who seemed to disapprove of almost everything Sharon did, just scowled, without even the hint of a smile.
“I do?” Michael leaned back and Ellie immediately knew he was looking down between their bodies at his penis. She covered her mouth with her hand as she giggled, even more aware of the collar around her neck.
“Yup. Like Kate has the magic vagina.” Sharon’s gaze swept the group and landed on Jessica. “Or maybe Jessica has the magic vagina, since she’s keeping two men satisfied.”
“Okay, I’m completely lost,” Chris complained. “Although I absolutely agree, Jessica’s vagina is magical. Ouch! That was a compliment!” He rubbed his side where Jessica had just elbowed him, while she squeaked as her other boyfriend, Justin, gave her ass a sharp smack.
“They don’t need to hear your opinion on my vagina,” Jessica sassed, blushing beet red. She wasn’t as prudish as Hilary but she could definitely be shy sometimes.
“I’m not sure why we need to hear Sharon’s opinion either,” Jake muttered under his breath. Sharon shot him a look but ignored him and Ellie couldn’t help but wonder what was going on between the two. They tended to rub each other the wrong way but Jake wasn’t normally outright rude.
