Page 35 of Danger and Dominance
“Agreed.”
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David
Get a fucking grip on yourself, man.
He’d started going over rules, but he’d only actually had one prepared and had to make up the most ridiculous additional rules on the spot and hope he didn’t sound too ludicrous.If he’d been thinking, he would have just told her his expectation without calling it rule number one out loud, but…
Well, fuck.
He’d been flustered.
He hadn’t wanted to admit that he wanted very badly to scene with her and that he was going to have to rein himself in from flipping his shit if she scened with someone else.Having her agree to scene with him had felt like a sigh of relief, even though he knew he was going to have to put up with his team ribbing him for it.
Already, Claudia was smirking at him from her seat, like she’d guessed what was about to happen.Naomi was smiling slightly but with a warning in her eyes, silently sending the message—don’t fuck this up.Yasmine gave him a little nod, but she was cautious, too.
Stepping to the side, keeping his grip on the back of Cassidy’s neck, he at least got them facing the same way so he could lead her away from her little group.More privacy was better at this point.He could at least tell his team that he wanted to make sure she was okay scening in the club and that it didn’t have anything to do with how badly he wanted to get his hands on her.
No one was going to think badly of him for making sure she was alright to scene or wanting to get a handle on what she liked so that he could make sure she found appropriate partner pairings.
“Over here,” he said, leading her to the balcony that looked over the lower floor of the club.When the Outlands had first opened, that had been the only floor of the kink club, and this upper level had been a restaurant during the day and a dance club at night.Now, it still functioned as a restaurant in the evenings on this floor, but only for kinksters who wanted to come have a meal before the evening’s festivities started—and they started earlier than they used to.Master Gavin had said he was too old for everything to start at nine o’clock at night now.The restaurant opened at four, and the downstairs opened at seven instead.
Cassidy’s eyes widened as she got her first good look over the balcony rail, and David watched her watching the people below.Her lips parted as her gaze darted around.The overlook was very large, showing off most of the floor beneath them.Most of what couldn’t be seen were the private rooms, so even once they headed down to the lower floor, they wouldn’t be able to see what was going on in those, anyway.
From here, they could see the various St.Andrew’s crosses and nooks around the walls of the Dungeon, as well as the tables, chaises, benches, and various other pieces of bondage equipment that were set up around the club.At one, a woman was bound to a doctor’s examination table while another woman dripped hot wax onto her breasts, making her cry out and writhe against the straps holding her in place.
The spanking benches were occupied, but most of the attention was going to a male submissive who was getting caned.By the way he howled every time his body jerked, David suspected there were probably weights or something else hanging from his balls, even though he couldn’t see from this angle.Mistress Michelle looked like she was enjoying herself thoroughly.
The alcoves were half full of people in various stages of undress, either chained to the wall, clinging to a cross, or bound to a frame.Leather smacked against flesh.Moans, cries, whimpers, and gasps filled the air, punctuated by the barking orders of the tops and dominants, with the low hum of a violet wand strumming beneath it all.
Sex was in the air, and David found himself stroking the side of Cassidy’s neck with his thumb without meaning to.He couldn’t help it.Her skin was so soft.Plus, it seemed to soothe her, so as a good Dom, he couldn’t stop in good conscience.She turned her head to look at him, her hazel eyes alight with eagerness and desire.
Despite what had happened to her, she didn’t seem at all hesitant to be here in the club with him.She trusted him.And that was even more of an aphrodisiac than the outfit she was wearing.
“I’ve already read over your survey and limits,” he said.It had been part of his preparation for watching over her tonight.Stronghold’s survey wasn’t exactly the same as the Outlands, but it was close enough, and Master Patrick had sent it along with her file as well as providing a copy to Gavin.“Is there anything you want to specifically stay away from this evening?”
She hesitated, and he could feel her tense slightly under his fingers.There was something, he could tell, but she didn’t want to tell him.
Giving her a stern look, David tightened his grip on her a little.
“Cassidy, tell me.”
“I don’t want to be tied up,” she blurted out.“Or cuffed to anything.”
She didn’t want to be helpless with a Dom she’d never scened with before, unable to get away.David nodded immediately and felt her relax again, her sigh of relief almost inaudible but noticeable.The fact that she’d been anxious about making such a reasonable request made him want to go find Douchebag Don and pound the asshole’s face into the ground.
Fucking abuser masquerading as a Dom.He was the kind of shitbag who gave the lifestyle a bad name.
Now, it was David’s turn to let out a slow breath as he pulled in his emotions.Cassidy’s ex had no place here; he needed to focus on Cassidy herself.Not just because he wanted to but because she deserved it.
Cassidy
One day, she would be able to tell her Dom a preference without feeling fear racing up her spine, but today was not that day.Even though, logically, she’d known that David would not be upset by her request.She didn’t want him feeling like she didn’t trust him—she did, or she wouldn’t want to scene with him at all—but she hadn’t been able to be secured in place without panicking ever since that scene with Don.
She’d been working on it at Stronghold, but always with her friends.Other submissives.Mistress Julie or Mistress Olivia.Never with a male Dom.Now was not the time to jump into trying that, especially during a real scene and not deliberate exposure therapy.Especially because the last thing she wanted to do in front of David was panic and embarrass herself.
They’d barely managed to get to the point of agreeing to scene together.The fact he’d mentioned possibly scening together in the future gave her hope that this wouldn’t be the last time, but she had a feeling that hiding her stipulation, then panicking because she’d hidden it, would be a deal breaker for him.Don wouldn’t have cared because he wouldn’t have cared that she was panicking, but none of the dominants she’d made friends with at Stronghold would have tolerated that from their scene partners.
