Page 58 of Whispers in the Dark

I heard fabric rustle and assumed he had shrugged. He then changed the topic to his dog, Thor. He had shown me pictures of that massive beast on previous drives. His dog was gorgeous, but apparently, he wasn’t very smart. I was laughing about Thor’s encounter with a beehive when I felt the car come to a stop. My heart rate kicked up again, and my stomach fluttered knowingthat in seconds I would be on the other side of those doors. It had been quite a while since my last visit. What awaited me?

Shoulders squared, I entered, giving my eyes some time to adjust to the darkened interior. Familiar sounds and smells assaulted my senses and I felt a strange feeling of comfort.

Adrian was nowhere to be seen, but he typically stood in the shadows, watching me and letting me squirm a bit before making his presence known. Iknewhe was here. I could feel him and if I concentrated hard enough, I thought I could even smell his cologne. I took a few steps toward the main lobby and toward the staged scene where a submissive was on a St. Andrew’s cross being flogged with a cat o-nine tails. The vocalizations she released ranged from guttural moans of desire to full out screaming. I paused at the back of the lobby, fascinated at the marks on her skin. They had been in this scene for a while based on the color and number of welts. She had to be extremely close to emotional overload.

“You seem very interested in that scene, Karma.” The throaty voice in my ear came out of nowhere. I almost thought I had imagined it until I felt a long finger trace the slope of my shoulder.

“Red is your color. Especially this set. You’re stunning.”

“Thank you, Sir,” I said. “I’m glad you approve.” My voice was breathy. I was almost panting, and I was mere minutes into the evening. I felt a nip on the side of my neck and my nipples tightened instantly. He stepped closer, pressing his body against me and I could feel how hard he was. Taking a breast in each hand, he pinched and rolled my nipples until they throbbed and it was all I could do to stay upright.

“How wet are you, Karma?” He demanded.

“Very, Sir.”

“Prove it.”

My eyes still on the staged scene, I lowered my hand, sliding it into the lacy thong, where I ran my fingers through my slit, holding up my hand so he could taste.

“Fuck!” He growled. “It’s time to get started. Let’s go.”

Taking my hand, he led me past the bar area and the back of my neck began to tingle. Glancing around, I caught sight of PainSlut. A variety of emotions crossed her features, including panic and then anger. What was her problem?

Reaching his private room, I waited for him to open the door. As it swung open, I began to walk through, but not before he grabbed my chin, holding me in place. His eyes were incredibly dark, like they usually were when the energy was this intense between us.

“Strip and present, Karma. And know this, I’m not stopping until you let everything out.”

40.Adrian

Brynn quickly sprang into action, and I had to respect the fact that she still did my bidding when there was something bothering her. And not just any something, but something involving me. I had not a clue as to what I could’ve done as we had gotten back in a good spot. At least I had thought that was the case. Who knew anything when it came to women? I sure as fuck didn’t.

I’m their wildest dream and worst fucking nightmare rolled into one.

And I was. How many times had I brought this very submissive’s sister to the edge, getting myself off on the painful screams of her pleasure, only to end it all in a permanent and brutal fucking way. Sex was violence and vice versa. Only the passion driving me at Lotus was much different than that which caused chaos. I didn’t want to think about any other woman when I had my favorite one’s skin to get underneath.

“You present yourself to me so beautifully, Karma. I’m surprised you haven’t tried to argue with me about that, too.” When she went to open her mouth, I shook my head to silence her. “Tonight, you’ll only talk when I give you explicitpermission to do so. And when that time comes, talk you better do. Shake your head if you understand me.”

Brynn nodded in agreement, and I was pleased enough to let her squirm a bit longer. Tonight, I did plan to get inside that head of hers, and I only hoped I was prepared mentally to handle whatever was found there. Things were a lot different for us since our last time here. So much had happened. Secrets. Betrayal. And this goddamned noose I had yet to free from my neck.

I took my time as I opened several drawers, grabbing a few things from one, and a few from another. I had an idea of what I wanted to do, but Brynn had the uncanny ability to make me step outside of myself. She made me do things I’d never done before, and would likely never do again if given the chance with anyone else. Was it love? Lust? Fucking insanity? It felt a lot like the latter.

I brought the clamps, double bladed pinwheel, Moroccan flogger, leg and wrist cuffs, a belt, and some chain. The items were placed on the small table next to the spanking table which I lowered a bit down to the exact height I wanted. When I returned to Brynn, she was staring down at the floor, and I could see the goosebumps on her flesh.

Her hair was in a messy up do, but I wanted to free it so I quickly removed the pins holding it up. After, I reached down, I ran one hand through her long dark hair. I’d pull on it every now and again, each time drawing a slight moan from her. Each one was defiance as I had ordered her to stay silent. Needing to reset the ground rules, I wrapped some of the long locks around my wrist, then pulled them taut. Her head flew back, and I was now staring down into eyes that had haunted for me so fucking long.

“I don’t know what it is that you do to me, Karma.” I released my hold, just to tighten it once more. “Your name is very fitting. Karma comes around to give others what they deserve.” Again, Iloosened my grip as I started to circle around her. Then, I pulled her hair once more. “I bet you think you’re here for that and for me, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. You, on the other hand, are about to get exactly what you deserve. Shall we start?”

When she didn’t disobey me by talking and simply tried to nod, I extended my other hand to her. After helping her onto her feet, I released her hair completely, then led her to the leather table.

“Sit on the edge,” I told her. As she moved into my desired position, I removed my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. My cock was as hard as steel just being around her, but I wasn’t here tonight to satisfy my needs as much as I was here to satisfy my curiosity. “It’s time to feel some pain.”

Her eyes widened and I didn’t miss the audible gulp she made, especially when she saw the alligator clamps I grabbed off of the nearby table. Using the foot pedal, I held it down until the table rose up to chest height on me. From there, I leaned in and tongued one of her nipples.

“You’re always so aroused around me, Karma. I like that,” I told her before I slowly sucked the hardened tip into my mouth. Wanting to get her used to the pain before the clamp ever touched her skin, I bit down hard until her entire body began to shake. I laved the soreness, then opened the first clamp. “You will take these and wear them with pride tonight.” Again, she nodded, then bit her lip as she anticipated what was about to come. Wanting to postpone the inevitable I prepared the other nipple first, then grabbed and opened both clamps. “Offer your breasts to me.”

She moved her hands up under them, then held them up the best that she could. It was enough, and this time she couldn’t hide her cry of pain as I attached both at the same time. Her startled cry turned to heavy pants as she tried to breathe through the ache. I flicked each one which only added to her discomfort.

Right after, I motioned with my hand for her to turn. “Get into the center of the table.”

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