Page 37 of Danger and Dominance
Cassidy jumped when a submissive appeared beside David, a small bag in hand.
“Here, Master David, enjoy,” the man said, grinning and winking at Cassidy.She smiled back.
“My club bag,” David explained as the man walked away, setting the small bag down at his feet.“If I’m not planning on scening, I tend to leave my regular bag at home, but I like having some things here in case I change my mind.”
Made sense to her.But that meant he hadn’t been planning on scening?
Had he changed his mind because he wanted to scene with her?
Or had he decided to scene because he thought she wanted to scene with him?
How pathetic am I in this scenario?
Stop thinking about it.You’re already in it.Just enjoy.It doesn’t matter.
It did matter to her pride, but she could shove that aside for now.Even if he hadn’t planned to, he seemed eager now, and that would have to be good enough for her.
Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice that she was all up in her head.He was staring at the alcove, frowning in focus.She recognized the look.A Dom who was thinking about what he was going to do for his scene, how he was going to torture his submissive.
Cassidy’s pussy clenched, her insides fluttering in anticipation.She was also way more nervous than she had been at Stronghold.None of those scenes had felt like they mattered, other than to prove to herself that she still craved kink, that Don’s abuse hadn’t changed that.
This…
They weren’t going to have sex.
David had been clear that everything was going to stay in the club.
But, somehow, it still felt like it mattered.
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Cassidy
From a hidden vertical slot in the alcove, Master David had produced a wooden bar that he set up across the top of the space.It went all the way across, above her head.About an inch in circumference, it made the alcove look a bit like a closet, which made her want to giggle.
“Okay, little spark.”Master David patted the wooden bar with one hand as he turned to look at her, his other hand coming out as if to draw her forward.“Come hold on to the bar.”
Ooh.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out that he was going to use the bar to have her hold position since she’d requested not to be bound.It was low enough that she could easily hold on to it but high enough that she would be stretched out and at his mercy.There wouldn’t be anything for her to lean on, like with a cross.It was more like an impromptu frame.
Stepping into the alcove, Cassidy started to reach for the bar.
“Face the other way,” Master David said gently, his hands going to her hips and turning her in place.
She liked it a little too much when he touched her.
Reaching up, facing out toward the rest of the club—a lot of which she couldn’t see thanks to being in the corner—Cassidy wrapped her fingers around the wooden bar.There was just enough space that Master David could circle around her, though he certainly wouldn’t be able to flog her back while she was in this position.
Trying to guess what he might be planning, realizing that she didn’t know him well enough to even have a clue, was exciting and nerve-wracking in equal measure.At Stronghold, she’d gotten to know the Doms well enough to know what to expect.The submissives tended to compare notes, so she hadn’t needed to scene with one to know that he was an ass guy or a tits man or had a fondness for using his belt over any other implement.
With Master David, she had no idea.
Fear chased anticipation chased arousal chased nervousness.
Holding the bar tightly, her tongue darted out to wet her lips, which felt like they had suddenly gone dry.She tilted her head back slightly as Master David walked around behind her, studying her from every angle.His fingers trailed along the narrow band of skin that had been exposed between her corset and her skirt, thanks to how she was stretched upwards.
The little touch sent sparks fizzing up and down her body, her nipples feeling itchy as they tightened.She squirmed in place, which shifted the stiff fabric of the corset, rubbing her breasts against the interior, stimulating the little buds further.Her quick intake of breath wasn’t just because he was touching her but because of the emotions careening around inside her.
