Page 27 of The Payment

Chapter Eleven

Tatiana

The Irish Star dungeon...

Tatiana walked beside Jarek as they entered the dungeon, her eyes darting back and forth as she took in the familiar sensation of debauchery.The neon lighting cast shadows across exposed brick walls while the air held notes of leather and arousal.Rhythmic sounds of impact play echoed from various scenes, punctuated by gasps and moans that made her skin tingle.

They passed a scene where a woman balanced in an intricate pose.Tatiana was fascinated by how her nude body gleamed with sweat as her muscles trembled with the effort to maintain position.Her Dom circled her with measured steps while trailing a leather flogger across her skin.The woman’s face reflected pure concentration despite her vulnerable position.

“Everything is so much more modern than other dungeons I’ve been to,” she said in awe, noticing the aluminum equipment and neon lights.

“I wanted a different aesthetic while still maintaining the same atmosphere.”

“You definitely achieved it.It’s beautiful yet raw.”

At another station, a submissive knelt before her Dominant, naked except for an ornate collar.Her face showed such serenity that Tatiana felt a sharp pang of longing.She recognized that peace.The freedom that came with complete surrender.It was something she craved yet feared.

These displays sparked something primal within her.Master Hades had always seen through her carefully constructed walls when she visited clubs in the past.While other Doms saw only the controlled exterior she presented, he recognized the yearning she tried to hide behind cool detachment.Until now, he had kept their encounters within the boundaries she set, but tonight felt different.His energy held an edge that made her pulse quicken.

Her instincts screamed that he intended to push deeper tonight, to unearth needs she had buried for years.His decision to bring her here likely stemmed from how she had been withdrawing at home, maintaining an emotional distance despite their physical closeness.She had been fighting their connection, and this was his answer.

They approached a towering figure near the suspension equipment.The Dom stood well over six feet tall, his broad frame solid with muscle.A black leather vest showed off heavily tattooed arms.His onyx eyes held surprising warmth despite the raw dominance evident in his stance and bearing.

“This is Master Luke.He’s going to join us for a scene on the sex swing.”

Tatiana’s breath caught.Her heart hammered against her ribs.Jarek had never shown interest in sharing her before.His possessive nature usually meant keeping her to himself.This deviation from pattern sent her mind spinning.

“Good evening, Venus.I’m looking forward to getting to know you better.”Master Luke’s gaze traveled over her with careful assessment.“Especially since you seem to be very nimble.The swing will let us explore that flexibility thoroughly.”

Tatiana’s mouth went dry.Heat pooled low in her belly even as anxiety clawed at her chest.The scene they proposed would strip away her careful control, potentially unleashing aspects of herself she had always feared to express.That darker side that craved to be used, to be taken beyond her limits, to serve multiple partners in whatever way they desired...

Yet, there was an intent to Master Hades tonight that made her want to embrace that leap into the unknown.He had earned her trust, even if she still harbored anger over their past.Her body trembled with conflicting impulses, whether to run or to submit.Her pulse raced as she realized this night would mark a turning point, though whether toward destruction or liberation remained to be seen.

She looked up to find Jarek watching her intently, reading every micro-expression that crossed her face.He knew her inner battle and had orchestrated this entire scenario to force her to confront it.

“Color?”he asked softly, giving her the chance to halt everything with a single word before it even began.

Tatiana drew in a shaky breath.Her fingers clenched and unclenched at her sides as she met Jarek’s steady gaze.Despite her churning emotions and the warning bells in her head, her body hummed with anticipation.

“Green,” she whispered, then cleared her throat and said more firmly, “Green, Master Hades.”

A slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.She blinked, noticing the evil glimmer in his eyes as he stepped closer.His hand settled around the back of her neck, and the familiar grip centered her even as it made her knees weak.

“Good girl,” he murmured against her ear.“I suggest you remember your safeword because that is the only way to stop what’s coming.Tonight, I don’t plan to ease up until you face every dark corner of your desires.”

Tatiana shivered at the promised threat in his words.Her assessment had been right on the mark, causing excitement to race through her.Her anger at him still simmered beneath the surface, but that didn’t hamper the desperate need to submit to whatever he had planned.He exchanged a knowing look with Master Luke, and she realized she had just given them permission to tear down every wall she had built around her deepest cravings.

“We’re going to start slow, Tatiana, a whisper of touch, a tease of pleasure, spinning you until you're lost in sensation.Then we’re going to fuck you, sandwiched between us.”A warning flashed across his gaze.“You will not climax, Venus.If you do, there will be repercussions.”

Her voice quivered in a soft tremble.“What repercussions?”Her body already hummed with promise, her clit already throbbing at the promised pleasure.

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