Page 194 of Masters of Pleasure
Oh, right.
Him, Dom.Her, sub.
She didn’t have to worry about what to do—he wouldtellher what he wanted her to do.
Not that it stopped her heart from pounding, but she was able to relax a smidge as she followed his instruction.She scooted closer, and he lifted his arm, so she could move right next to him, the outside of their thighs pressed together.The heat of his body seemed to flow into her, adding to the warmth already curling through her core.
“Relax,” he murmured as the room went entirely dark.
Easy for him to say.How was she supposed to relax when he was pressed up against her, his fingers stroking the top of her arm where his hand was resting?It wasn’t sexual, exactly, but it was sensual, and the soft strokes sent little shivers through her.The darkness created a cocoon, only for them… but it didn’t last long.
The lights came up on stage.
A large wooden frame had been added to the stage, with chains hanging from the top crossbeam and cuffs dangling at their ends.The very sight made Iris’ insides clench.
This was completely different from being at Marquis for a class.Far more intimate than she’d realized it would be.
Squirming in the seat next to Master Law, she didn’t dare look at him.Not that she’d be able to see much in the shadows of the booth, but it felt achingly intimate for what was supposed to be a simple scene.A pity scene.This felt more and more like a real date with a Dom who was actually interested in her.
Stop thinking.Just go with it.
Going with the flow wasn’t Iris’ natural state—she usually asked questions the whole way, trying to find out which way the flow was going and what would happen when it got there—but right now, she didn’t have much of a choice.This was not the time to make conversation.She’d missed her chance during dinner, but well, she’d been enjoying herself.
Movement caught her eye as Will and Gina stepped onto the stage.Will, was wearing jeans, chaps, and a cowboy hat, looking right at home in them, showing off his shirtless physique—a very nice physique.Gina was outfitted in full pony play gear.Long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, which flowed down her back, and she had a matching tail between her legs.
Iris’ cheeks clenched together as she realized it must be a plug tail because there was nothing else that might be keeping it wedged between Gina’s buttocks.Thigh-high boots with odd platforms on the sole made to look like hooves, a leather harness made of straps around her body, and a gag that looked like a horse’s bit was wrapped around her head and holding her lips open completed the look.
Iris stared in fascination.She’d never seen anything like it in person, though she’d seen photos.Marquis had a pony playroom, but it hadn’t interested her.Now, she had to admit Gina looked surprisingly sexy as a kinky pony, and Cowboy Will was seriously hot.
When they reached the edge of the stage, Gina balked, and Will’s hand reached out and slapped her bottom, leaving a bright red print.Iris jumped at the sound of flesh cracking against flesh.As if that had been a cue, a low, throbbing beat began to fill the room, tickling the edges of her hearing.
“Naughty pony, up on the stage.”Will had even added a bit of a southern drawl to his voice.Damn.That was hot.Lucky Gina.
Lucky me.
Master Law’s hold on her tightened a little, and Iris’ breath hitched as Gina pranced away from Will.He grabbed the bridle of her bit, his other hand going to his belt where a small flogger was attached.It was made of black leather and blended so well with his pants, Iris hadn’t noticed it.
Law
Seated next to a squirming aroused Iris was pure erotic torture.He couldn’t just hear the hitches in her breath—he couldfeelthem.He was attuned to her every movement, every tiny quiver, every little change in breathing.His cock was achingly hard, more from her presence beside him than the erotic tableau in front of him.
Watching scenes was always enjoyable, but it was hardly anything new.Watching with someone, with her tucked under his arm and sides against each other?
That was very new.
Using the small flogger, Will managed to ‘drive’ Gina up on stage and get her into position, so he could cuff her wrists to the chains hanging from the frame.She stamped her foot, smiling around the bit in her mouth as Will walked around her as though he was inspecting her.Despite her show of reluctance, she was having a good time.
“Hold still, girl,” Will ordered, swishing the flogger again, catching the underside of her breast and making Gina jerk before she settled back into place.Seated at the side of the frame, he and Iris had a pretty good view of everything Will did.
Moving his hand, Law curved his fingers around Iris’ ribcage to tease the side of her breast, feeling her quick intake of breath.He turned his head, watching her profile as his hand moved over her breast, waiting to see if she showed any sign of hesitation.
She bit her lip as he caressed the soft mound of flesh, his fingers seeking the hard nub of her nipple beneath the fabric.
“Oh…” She started to turn her head, and Law pinched her nipple through the dress, which took away some of the sting but not all of it.
“Keep watching the show,” he murmured, shifting so he could pull her onto his lap.It was a bit of a tight squeeze to get her atop his thighs with the table in front of them, which forced her to open her legs and drape them on the outside of his.Perfect.
While the new position obscured most of his view of the show, since her curls got in the way, he didn’t mind at all.He was far more focused on how she felt atop him than he was on watching the show.It would be easier for him to maintain his self-control if he didn’t have to deal with extra distractions.
