Page 31 of Hot Route
He orders two whiskeys from the bartender and waits for them to be set down in front of us before he considers my question. Taking a long sip of his drink, he hesitates for a moment. Tanner is normally a pretty happy guy. But something about seeing him in this setting has me thinking there’s a lot more to him than that. He almost looks like he’s trying to figure out which parts of himself he’s willing to share with me right now. And fuck if I’m not curious.
“When I heard you talking about your assistant earlier, I knew I could help. It’s obvious you care about her and want to be able to provide what she needs. I can show you how.”
I have to admit, I’m still a little lost here. I get that he brought me to a club where I’m assuming people practice BDSM. But how can Tanner show me how to take care of Mads?Unless…
It all clicks into place.
“Ohh,” I say, finally understanding why he brought me here. “You’re a dom?”
He exhales on a laugh, downing the rest of his drink. “Yeah. Come on.”
He gets up and heads toward a staircase covered in soft red carpet. I follow him, but my nerves are definitely on high alert. I can actually hear my pulse.
“Dude, I really appreciate this, but I’m not completely sure I want to watch you fuck someone here.”
He stops abruptly, looking at me before continuing up the stairs. “I won’t be fucking anybody.”
Okay,nowI’m really confused.
“Just trust me, Becks. I can help you with what you need. And I promise you will never see my dick.” He smirks. “Well, I don’t know what you get up to in the locker room, but you won’t see it here.”
I decide that I do trust him. Whatever happens from here on out, I’m just going to try my best to remember why I’m here. Madison Rodgers will be in my bed soon. And I’ll do everything I can to satisfy every part of her sweet little body in all the ways she craves. Just the thought has my cock thickening behind my zipper. How would she take being tied to my bed and edged until she was begging to come?
Fuck. Focus.
We turn down a hallway that’s separated from the main part of the floor by a velvet curtain. A security guard scans both of our cards then silently steps aside, pulling the heavy fabric away for us to pass through. We stop in front of a door marked ‘Room 211’and Tanner uses his key to open it. Stepping inside, I notice whatlooks like a very small waiting room. There is a luxurious deep blue velvet sofa with two tables on the ends facing a window. When I look through it, I see an attached room with a round bed, several high tables and other pieces of furniture that I’m unfamiliar with. There are various restraints, ropes, whips, and other items hanging on hooks along the wall. Then, I see her.
On the floor next to the bed, a blonde woman kneels with her back to us. She’s completely naked except for a thin metal collar around her neck. Her head is down, and her hands are on her knees.
Tanner motions for me to sit down and nods once before entering the room, shutting the door, and walking over to the girl. I take a seat on the couch and hear his footsteps through a small speaker in the corner before he stops in front of her. I can see the rise and fall of her body as he reaches down and caresses the top of her hair. He does that for a moment before speaking to her.
“I brought a friend to watch tonight, kitten. Is that okay with you?”
She doesn’t look up at him when he speaks. Instead, she continues staring at her hands in front of her as she replies softly.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.”
He removes his gold cufflinks and sets them on a table before rolling the sleeves of his white dress shirt up his forearms. Walking over to the wall, he grabs a crop and a flogger before returning to her.
“On the bed, sweetheart.”
Without hesitation, she stands and lays on the bed, moving herself to the perfect spot. Tanner reaches over to another table where he picks up a blindfold and two sets of soft black cuffs.First, he puts the blindfold over her eyes before taking each wrist and securing them to the posts above her head.
I shift in my seat, glad I’m alone. I don’t think I could watch this with strangers sitting next to me. I’d be lying if I said this whole thing didn’t turn me on a little. And the thought of doing these things to Mads while she writhes beneath me, under my control? I picture her defying me at first until I’d have to force her to her knees like the dirty little brat she is. I’d stroke myself inches from her face while she whined with the need to take me into her warm mouth.
Okay, so I’m a lot turned on. Sue me.
At some point during my daydream, Tanner attached what looks like a metal bar to the woman’s ankles with two cuffs at the ends. He grabs it by the middle, pulling outward, forcing her legs further apart before locking it in place. He seems hesitant to touch her body, which is a little strange to me, but I’m certainly no expert. I watch, barely blinking as he reaches for the leather flogger.
“What’s your safe word?” He asks her, running the falls of the flogger over her torso and breasts.
“Turtle,” she replies on a shaky exhale.
“Such a good girl for me,” he praises as he continues teasing her with the thin leather fringes. “Here’s what you’re going to do for me, kitten,” Tanner says, towering over her. “You’re going to show my friend here how beautifully this pussy weeps for me. But don’t you dare come without my permission. I’d hate to have to punish you in front of company.”
I can see the woman shaking with anticipation as he finally brings the flogger down on her skin,hard. At first, I am expecting a reaction of pain, but I’m surprised when she lets out a low moan.
