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He locked the front door and returned to the TV, staring at the screen but not seeing anything.
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Chapter 7
Douglas
Douglas’s gaze took in the number of people within the main area of the club. No one was disobeying the rules, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. He watched a couple on the swing, who had gathered a bit of an audience. The slap of skin on skin, along with the smack of a paddle on skin, merged with groans and moans floating from all directions. He could push most of it to the back of his mind when he was working.
A threesome was using the stage in the back corner where the fucking bench was situated. One woman was pegging another woman from behind while the man was fucking her mouth. Douglas’s mouth curled. He loved how inclusive the club was. He’d asked his father once why it was—not that he didn’t want it to be, but it had surprised him—and his father had told him what people did was their own business, and it was part of the rules that if anyone objected, then they were free to exit, although the non-disclosure agreements stay in place indefinitely.
A sub approached him and bowed his head. “Master Douglas, would you be able to help me find someone who could introduce me to the suspension bar, please?”
“Of course. Do you have a preference for gender?”
“No, sir.”
“Wait with me for a moment.” Douglas lifted his head, scanning the room to see who was free. His gaze snagged on his younger brother. “Come with me.”
He strode over to George, clapping him on the back. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight.”
George grinned. “I’m in the mood to play.”
“Glad to hear it. I have someone who needs your expertise if you’re willing?” Douglas indicated the sub, who was waiting patiently beside them. “They would like an introduction to the suspension bar.” Douglas raised his eyebrows.
“Sounds good.” George approached the sub. “Would you allow me the honour of showing you the joy you can receive from it?”
“Yes, please, sir.”
Douglas leaned forward and lowered his voice. “I believe they’re new.”
George nodded his head in acknowledgement. “Shall we?”
Douglas watched as George led the way to the other side of the room, where a suspension bar was situated. Returning to his perch at the back of the main area, he resumed his scrutiny of the occupants until angry words met his ears.
“Don’t you ‘red’ me! You deserve this after what you’ve done to me!” A smack and a cry. “You’ll take what I give you after that performance.” Smack and sobbing.
Douglas’s gaze turned to his left, trying to find the people those words belonged to. His heart raced when he couldn’t find them until a whimper drew him to the doorway leading to the private rooms. He glanced over to the doors he could see and saw one ajar. No doors were left open because they booked each private room in advance. If a room was empty, the door was closed.
Douglas stepped down and over to the door, swinging it open without preamble. “What’s happening here?”
He took in the scene before anyone had a chance to react to his words. A sub was bent over a table, gripping the edges with white knuckles, and a Dom was leaning over his back, paddle in hand, raised to lay another blow. The Dom turned a furious face towards him, but Douglas was pleased to see the blood drain from his face at who had interrupted him. The paddle dropped to the floor with a thunk, making the sub flinch.
“I was disciplining my sub, Master Douglas. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
Douglas spared a glance at the sub’s body, their ass and thighs red and raw with blood weeping from the cuts. He clenched his jaw to keep his anger in check; he refused to scare the sub further. He depressed a button on the phone attached to his belt, which summoned help.
“Step away from the sub.” His voice brooked no argument, though the Dom tried.
“Master Douglas—”
“Step. Away.”
Talon’s jaw tightened, but he stepped back to the wall, his hands fisting.
“I’m here.” His cousin Christian appeared behind him.
“Ensure Talon stays where he is.” Douglas purposefully dropped the ‘Master’ title, so both men knew Talon was in serious trouble.
