Page 9 of Loving Jamie

I walk into his space, stand on my tiptoes and press a kiss to his lips. His hands grab onto my ass as he drags my body to his. When he pulls away, he says, “It’s 7:30. Why aren't you dressed yet?”

With my chin on his chest, I lean my head back so I can look at his face. “I didn’t know what to wear. I want to look extra sexy tonight. Can you come and help me?”

He takes hold of my hand and pulls me towards my bedroom. He sits me on my bed and walks over to my wardrobe. He pulls out a pair of leather booty shorts and a leather chest harness and passes them over to me.

He then walks over to my underwear drawer and roots around, looking for something, and then he comes back over to me and shows me what he’s picked.

A pair of dark purple fishnet tights with a matching purple thong, “These are what I want to see you in tonight baby, William will go crazy when he sees you in this outfit.”

The idea of driving William mad makes my dick half hard.

Justin kneels down, removes my towel and slips my feet through the flimsy material of the thong. I stand up and he pulls them up my thighs. He tucks my cock to the side, so the underwear covers me. He then lifts my leg so he can put the fishnets on. I hold on to his shoulders for balance as he pulls the tights up.

“You look fucking delicious, baby. Lift your legs so I can put your shorts on too.”

He stands up and fastens the shorts, and then lightly strokes his fingers down my ass and legs, making my skin tingle from the soft touch.

He picks up the chest harness and helps me put my arms through the holes and then clasps everything together.

I walk over to the full-length mirror and look at myself. The deep purple fishnets pop against the pale colour of my legs, the booty shorts are tight against my ass and the chest harness looks sexy.

Justin stands behind me, his long fingers stretched across the skin of my ribs, and his wet tongue drags against the side of my neck.

He looks me in the eye as he sucks my earlobe into his mouth and gently nips the skin with his teeth. “You look fucking gorgeous, Jamie. William will be obsessed with you, just like I am.”

He pushes his hips into the bottom of my back. I can feel how hard he is underneath his leather trousers.

I turn around and look him in the eyes. “Are you sure this is ok? You aren't just doing this because I want him? You want him too?”

He kisses me, his tongue pushes past my lips as he controls the kiss and when he pulls away, he says, “I need you and I want him. I want to watch him doing dirty things to you, then I want to help him ruin you. Understand?”

My mouth has gone dry and my skin is buzzing as I nod my head. “Yes, Daddy.”

Chapter 7 –

William

It’s 8 pm and I’m ready to call it a night. My club has been open for a couple of months and everything has been running smoothly except for the past few days, one of my dungeon masters didn’t turn up for his shift yet again so I’ve fired him. I'm going to have to set up interviews and hire a new member of staff, which is frustrating. Every single person who works for me was hired because they either had experience working in BDSM clubs or had been in the lifestyle for many years.

I make my way around the club, making sure everybody is safe and consenting to whatever they are doing. I then walk over to the bar and grab myself a bottle of water and guzzle half of it down in a few seconds; the club runs warm because a lot of the members here are either half-dressed or fully naked and I don’t want people to be freezing.

Movement in front of me catches my attention, looking up I see Jude sitting at the barstool with my brother Nate standing behind him, they are both dressed pretty much like every other club member, leather trousers on my brother and black boy shorts on Jude.

They both look much more relaxed than they did the last time I saw them. I imagine now that Jude's mother has been prosecuted; they are both able to finally relax.

Closing my water bottle, I shove it under the bar. “Hey guys, what can I get for you?”

Jude looks up at Nate and when my brother nods his head, Jude says, “Can we just get two bottles of water, please?”

I pass them some drinks from the fridge. They will be charged from their club memberships so people don’t have to worry about carrying cash around with them.

“What time are you working till?” My brother asks.

I take a look at the clock on the wall behind me. “I was meant to be done at nine. I only came in to get some work done in my office, but I had a dungeon master not show up yet again, so he’s been fired. I’ve been working on the floor since we opened and it looks like I’ll be here until we close.”

Jude fidgets in his chair and doesn’t make eye contact with me, which isn't unusual for the subs here, but I have never had Jude shy away from me. I arch an eyebrow at Nate and he shrugs his shoulders.

I lean closer to Jude and quietly ask, “Is everything alright, Jude?”

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