Page 150 of Masters of Pleasure
Hell, that wasn’t a bad idea, though he wasn’t sure how many other people would have kitchen fantasies.Food fantasies, maybe… though he wasn’t sure how they’d keep such a place hygienic.Maybe that was why they didn’t have it.
Sighing inwardly, he held Avery’s hand as they went down the stairs.Glancing toward the table where everyone had been, he could see Kincaid was still there, talking with Q, Angel, and Adam, but everyone else had scattered.He hadn’t seen them upstairs, which meant they were downstairs.
“Ready?”Avery asked him, noticing his distraction.
“Yup.Let’s go to the Dungeon.”Wow.That sounded far more ominous than he’d intended.On the other hand, he didn’t mind the effect it had on Avery.She tilted her head and gave him a sassy little look even better than her usual ‘thanks.’
He was getting used to the skintight latex, but that didn’t mean he’d stopped appreciating it.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs and looking around the Dungeon, it was more what he had in mind when he’d pictured Stronghold.There were spanking benches throughout the middle of the floor, St.Andrew’s Crosses on the far side, and several alcoves where chains were hanging down.Thursday night was supposed to be less busy, but there were quite a few people occupying all the spaces.
To their immediate right was a small space with lots of couches, love seats, and armchairs scattered around, with a mini-fridge and a small stacks of blankets.He’d seen a similar space on the second floor, but it had been unoccupied.There were several people in this one, including someone he recognized—Morgan was cuddled on a Dom’s lap, looking happily content.She didn’t look up when he and Avery went by.
He didn’t look at her for long, though, far too interested in everything else that was going on.
Avery
The Dungeon wasn’t packed, but it had quite a few people in it.Avery sucked in a breath when she saw Master Brian giving Morgan aftercare and Rae and Domi on the other side of the room.Unfortunately, it wasn’t crowded enough to block out the sight between the two.She could see Rae studiously had her head turned away from the aftercare area, but there was no way she’d missed Brian and Morgan’s cuddle session.
Hopefully, she hadn’t caught the end of their scene.Avery would have to catch up with her later.
“There are private rooms down here, too,” Nick said, walking over to peer into the windows.For someone who didn’t want to be watched, he had no problem peeking in, which amused Avery.She got it, though.Exhibitionism and voyeurism were two very different kinks, though some people had both, and they combined well for obvious reasons.“Oh, shit.”
He turned around fast, which made Avery peek in and then laugh.Apparently, Mitch was running an interrogation on Domi—and it was going very well.She was hanging by her wrists from a chain in the center of the ceiling, clamps on her nipples, while Mitch held her up with his hands under her bright red butt and her legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting into her with vigor.They were so involved in what they were doing, they didn’t seem to notice or care whether anyone was watching.
“Not ready to see people you know doing that, huh?”she teased.Nick’s cheeks, already pink, reddened even more.
“Are you?”
Avery shrugged.“I’m not against it, but Mitch and Domi are a little hardcore for me.I like lighter play.”
“That’s good to know.”His thumb rubbed against the outside of the hand he was holding as he turned away, his attention drawn to people using the spanking benches.Avery leaned into him.
“Do you want to try?”It was the equipment he was most familiar with, but she wasn’t surprised when he hesitated, then shook his head.She hadn’t expected to play tonight, but she hadn’t wanted to make an assumption.
“For now, watching is good.”His hand slid over to her waist and then down to her ass as they watched one of the submissives being spanked.He squeezed her cheek, making her giggle and squirm.“When we get home, though…”
Nick
While Nick had no interest in doing a scene at Stronghold, seeing how many different people were there—on a slow night, no less—made him feel a lot better about his own proclivities.Granted, he’d already made a huge step in accepting himself, but it was still good to see the many others involved in the lifestyle and know that he and Avery weren’t alone.Not only that, they were barely dipping their toes in the waters of what was possible.
He’d learned needle play was definitely not for him or Avery.He’d watched, fascinated, but it hadn’t been arousing—more like something he couldn’t look away from because it was freaking him out.
It had made him feel a lot better about what he and Avery did.He got why she’d said Mitch and Domi were too hardcore for her.Nick knew he liked to cause her a little bit of pain, but he was getting a full demonstration of the different levels on display throughout the club.
Now he understood why Olivia had said it was important to visit Stronghold, not just rely on everything they learned in class, which were the things they wanted to do, not everything that was possible.
He also found out that the wax play looked a lot more interesting than he’d thought.
“Thinking about taking that off your soft limits?”Avery asked as they walked away from the table where a Domme was making art by dripping various colors of wax over her very happy submissive.
“Yes.”He wasn’t too proud to admit it.With his arm curved around her waist, he tilted his head toward her, lifting his eyebrows.“Any objections?”
“Nope.I like wax.Well, as long as I’m already shaved, I like wax.”
Nick chuckled, but they weren’t able to continue the conversation.Avery suddenly straightened, her head whipping around.Alerted, Nick’s gaze followed to where Iris was facing off with a man nearly a head taller than her next to one of the St.Andrew’s Crosses.
“Shit.”Avery didn’t wait for him, darting toward Iris.
