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  Club Crave #1

  by

  Marie Tuhart

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

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  COPYRIGHT © 2019 by Marie Tuhart

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  Publishing History

  First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2019

  Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-2869-0

  Published in the United States of America

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  Anna Davis smiled as she and Chris Miller walked into the lounge area of Crave, their local BDSM club. Couples milled around waiting for the time when Master Jason, the owner of Crave, would bring them all together and tell them about the game tonight. It was an invitation-only night, limited to fifteen couples. Master Jason picked the theme for the game each time.

  Anticipation fizzed in Anna’s veins; she’d been looking forward to Saturday night all week long. She spied Paige and Rachel. “Chris, Sir, may I go visit with subs Paige and Rachel?”

  Chris gazed down at her, his brown eyes soft. “Of course.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over her forehead before patting her on the ass.

  Heat filled Anna’s body. She loved playing with Chris, and they had a unique relationship. She enjoyed being with him and was ready to take their relationship to the next level. Maybe tonight, they could do that. Game night was always fun and challenging. Last month, they’d teased their subs for hours, and the month before that, they’d played an adult version of spin the bottle.

  She made her way over to her friends. All were dressed similarly to her—skimpy tops that would unfasten easily, short skirts, and barefoot. Chris had let her wear a thong since she didn’t like being exposed.

  “Hey, Anna,” Paige said, her tone quiet.

  Anna frowned at the blonde; it wasn’t like her to be so subdued.

  “Anna.” Rachel gave her a hug, her hazel eyes filled with excitement.

  Anna hugged Rachel back before glancing at Paige. “What’s wrong, Paige?” she asked.

  “Don’t mind me.” Paige gave a little smile that didn’t reach her blue eyes. “What’s going on with you and Chris? I heard he broke up with his long-term girlfriend.”

  Anna wasn’t surprised Paige knew. Gossip in the BDSM community happened just like everywhere else. “Yeah, about month ago.”

  “So, does that mean you two will be getting together?” Olivia, the fourth of their little group, asked as she walked up. Tonight, Olivia was dressed in a spaghetti strap, short dress that flattered her figure. She’d been a member of the BDSM community the longest and helped them all navigate club play.

  “Olivia.” Anna hugged her. “Chris and I haven’t really talked about it. It’s too soon, you know?” Not that she hadn’t thought about it. From the time Chris had been her Dom, Anna had believed their play at the club would be enough. She’d been wrong. She wanted more.

  Chris was a great guy and the best Dom. He knew her body well, knew what made her shiver with pleasure and avoided her dislikes in the playroom. Having intercourse hadn’t been an issue since they had struck their play-only arrangement to keep Chris’ girlfriend happy. Lisa hadn’t been into the whole BDSM thing, but they had reached the agreement that Chris could play at the club without indulging in intercourse.

  But Lisa was out of the picture now. She could have sex with Chris…her heart thumped with excitement. She wanted it, but not for all to see at the club.

  Anna’s confidence stalled whenever she tried to bring up the topic of exploring a more permanent relationship with Chris. Maybe tonight she could work up the courage to talk to him.

  “Is everyone excited about game night?” Olivia asked, pushing a lock of her red hair behind her ear.

  “It should be fun,” Rachel said.

  “I wonder what Master Jason has planned for tonight,” Anna said.

  Paige just shrugged her shoulders. The women crowded around her.

  “What’s going on, Paige?” Olivia asked.

  Tears filled Paige’s eyes, and Anna touched her arm. Something was off tonight; her friend was not herself at all.

  Just then, Master Jason took to the stage, and the room quieted.

  Anna glanced at Paige, giving her a reassuring smile before turning to face the stage.

  ****

  Chris sipped the club soda from the glass in his hand as he joined the other Doms. He’d rather have a real drink, but Master Jason didn’t serve alcohol in his club. The rules were simple; alcohol and BDSM didn’t mix.

  “Chris,” Tanner said, clasping him on the shoulder.

  He was about to reply when Aaron strolled up to the group. Aaron smiled at Chris and gave him a fist bump.

  “Finally,” Boyd said, also joining them, his dark brown eyes alight with mischief.

  Chris shook his head at the four of them, all dressed the same—black pants, black shirts, and bare feet.

  These Doms where his friends inside and outside the club. While Aaron had already been a member of the club when Chris had joined, Boyd and Tanner had joined right after him, and they’d all quickly become friends.

  “What does Master Jason have planned for tonight?” Chris asked. Game night was his favorite event at the club. He glanced at the floor and realized none of them had their toy bags. It had been part of the instructions to leave their bags at home. “It’s anyone’s guess,” Aaron said.

  “Whatever it is, it should be fun,” Boyd said.

  Chris saw Tanner watching the women. “Tanner, dude, you there?”

  “Huh...yeah, a little distracted tonight,” Tanner said, turning back to them. “Chris, what’s with you and Anna? It’s been a month since the breakup.”

  “Yeah, making a move on her tonight?” Boyd asked.

  Chris sucked in a breath. Here was the grilling he’d been avoiding since he had broken up with his long-term girlfriend. He hadn’t been happy with Lisa in a while. It wasn’t her fault she didn’t like BDSM, but they’d grown further apart over the last few months. Finally, the relationship had ended.

  “I’m working on it,” he said.

  When he and Anna had first gotten together, it was to play only with no sex. But now, he no longer had a girlfriend. He’d grown closer to Anna, and when Lisa had told him she was calling it quits, he didn’t try talking her out of it. He’d stayed with Lisa because he was comfortable. No pressure. He wanted to take his play with Anna to the next level. But Anna hadn’t mentioned taking their relationship beyond club play since he broke up with Lisa, and it made him a little nervous.

  “Are you worried she won’t want to?” Aaron asked.

  “Ball’s in her court.” Chris smiled and tried to remain positive.

  A bell sounded, and Master Jason took to the small stage. The room went quiet.

  “Good evening, friends, welcome to game night. You are the first fifteen couples who RSVPed to the event invitation.” Master Jason’s voice was loud and cheerful. “Tonight’s game comes with a twist.” He lifted a shoe-size box and shook it. “Inside this box are pieces of paper with your tasks for the game. All the items you will need to play tonight will be provided. The normal club safewords apply. Have an issue with the task? See me once everyone has chosen.”

  “This sounds interesting,” Tanner said.

  “Intriguing twist. That’s why we were told not to bring our play bags,” Chris said.

  “You are not to share your task with others once you’ve drawn. You will read it, then get your submissive and follow the directions.” Master Jason looked out over the crowd. “Dom Chris, you are first.”

  His friends slapped Chris on the back, and he walked to the front of the room. Master Jason held the box out to him. Chris slipped his hand into the box, captured a piece of paper, and pulled it out.

  “Our first couple of the night. Have fun.”

  Chris stepped away from the stage and opened the paper. Take your D/s relationship to a new level, respect hard limits, but push those you can. Enjoy yourselves and indulge in your fantasies. Please see a DM for instructions on where you will play.

  A sense of adventure filtered through Chris. This was a way for him to see if Anna was ready to take their relationship to a new level. To see if sex was even on the table.

  He folded the paper as he headed over to get Anna. Her brown hair danced around her shoulders and her blue eyes gleamed with desire. He nodded to the other subs as he took Anna’s hand and led her over to one of the DMs.

  The DM nodded to them. “Room two upstairs. Enjoy.”

  Chris led Anna up the short flight and found room two. He opened the door and gestured for Anna to enter, then he followed her, carefully shutting the door behind him. Already, ideas began forming in his mind.

  ****

  The second she entered the room, the pressure Anna had been feeling lifted. She was alone with her Dom. Her heart pounded. After tonight, would their relationship prosper or die? Lord, she hoped Chris wouldn’t turn her away. She walked over to the bed then turned and faced Chris, but she kept her gaze lowered, her hands at her sides and her legs apart.

  The door closed with a thump. “Sweetheart,” he whispered. His warm fingers caressed her cheek. “Eyes.”

  She lifted her gaze and met his. His brown eyes were soft but also filled with desire and excitement. “What is your pleasure, Sir?”

  “I want to review your hard limits.”

  Anna’s head jerked up in surprise. What was their task tonight? It wasn’t her place to ask, but Chris’ question made her a little nervous. “Of course, Sir.”

  He motioned for her to sit on the bed. They both took a seat, and he took her hands. “We’ve been playing together for over a year. I just want to make sure nothing has changed.”

  “Okay, Sir.” She swallowed. Nothing had changed, but maybe it was a good idea to go over her limits.

  “Your hard limits are: no blood play, no breath play, no fire play, no anal sex, and no suspension.”

  She didn’t even have to think. “Correct, Sir.”

  “So everything else is a go or a soft limit?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She wondered what their task was. Usually the task was something simple like, “tie your sub up and tease her.” Why did she have a feeling tonight was different? He’d yet to tell her. Maybe he wasn’t going to tell her. Was that part of the game?

  “Very good, sweetheart.” He brushed a strand of her hair away from her eyes. “Is there anything you see in this room you don’t want to use?”

  When they’d first walked, in Anna hadn’t paid much attention. But now, she studied each piece—a St. Andrew’s cross in the corner, a spanking bench, massage table, the bed they were sitting on. A dresser was filled with whatever toy they needed, and a case sat next to it filled with floggers, whips, and canes. Small tables were scattered around the room. A black, wedge-like piece sat next to the dresser. A quiver of excitement slid up her spine.

  “I’m fine with anything in the room, Sir.”

  “Good. Go undress now and lay on the massage table.”

  Anna didn’t hesitate. She rose from the bed and stripped. She folded her clothing, placed it on one of the chairs, and lay face down on the massage table. She kept her gaze on Chris as he rummaged through the dresser drawers.

  He glanced over his shoulder at her. “No peeking.” He strode over to her and slipped a blindfold over her eyes.

  Instantly, her other senses flared to life. The sound of drawers opening and closing became more pronounced, the slight clang as items were set on the metal tray. She inhaled but could only smell Chris’ spicy scent. She shivered with anticipation.

  His footsteps were soft as he crossed to her, his heat calling out to her. The tray made a clinking sound when he set it on the table. When his hand touched her head, Anna jumped.

  “Easy. Put your head into the donut. I’m just going get your hair out of the way.”

  Anna followed his instructions. Her nerves danced as she waited for his first move. The scent of vanilla reached her nose as his hands touched her shoulders. His fingers slid over her skin, caressing her and rubbing the oil into her body.

  She loved it when Chris gave her a massage before they played. It allowed them both to relax and shed any worries from the week. Her muscles went lax as he continued his massage. The vanilla seeped into her senses, making her think of baking cookies.

  When he got to her feet, Anna wiggled her toes, and Chris let out a chuckle. “I’ll be careful,” he whispered.

  Anna grinned. Her feet were ticklish, and the first time he had caressed them, she’d almost kicked him in the jaw. Now, he was gentle, lifting one foot, rubbing the insole with his thumbs before running his fingers over each toe, then lifting the second foot for the same treatment.

  “Time to sit up.”

  She let out a groan but started to push up. Chris was there, his hands at her waist, helping her sit up.

  “This will only take a second,” he whispered, his lips touching her cheek before disappearing.

  From past experience, she was aware he was getting the piece to fill the donut hole and a small pillow for her head. His warmth filtered into her body when he leaned close to her as he fixed the table and placed the pillow.

  “Now, lie back.” His hands guided her into position. She was glad for his help since she was so relaxed now. But she had a suspicion she wouldn’t be for long.

  This time, he started with her feet then moved up her legs, taking his time with her inner thighs, which made her squirm. As he caressed her stomach, her nerves tightened in anticipation.

  He cupped her breasts in his large hands, and she let out a breath. He kneaded them, keeping his touch light, but it still made her nipples tighten. Her hands fisted at her side so as not to reach for him. If she touched him, he would stop. It had only taken her two sessions to realize that he’d back away. However, she couldn’t help it as she arched her back to get closer to his touch.

  “No, sweetheart.” He tapped her nipple with his nail, sending shivers of pleasure straight to her clit. “You’re being a bad girl. Let me clean up all this oil.”

  His touch disappeared, and she let out a groan. Damn it. She needed his hands on her sensitive skin. Within a minute, he was back, and he rubbed a towel over her arms and legs, soaking up the excess oil. When he was finished, he helped her off the massage table and rubbed her back before he guided her away from the table. He led her a few steps until the mattress hit the back of her knees, and she sank down on the bed.

  “Stay right there while I get your punishment ready,” he ordered.

  “Punishment, Sir?”

  “You moved during the massage. You know better.”

  “Yes, Sir. I only wanted to feel your touch, your caress.” Dang, what did he have planned for her?

  “I’m taking that into consideration.”

  Anna squirmed on the bed as he moved around the room. Damn it, she wanted to see what he was doing, but she couldn’t touch the blindfold. That would really piss Chris off.

  She waited and listened. Drawers opened and closed, then he advanced to the end of the bed. She grinned when she heard him muttering to himself.

  “Okay, sweetheart.”

  She jumped when he spoke right next to her ear.

  His fingers curled around her waist as he helped her onto the bed. “Now, crawl this way.”

  She shifted her arms and knees as she did as he asked.

  He kept one hand on her waist, guiding her. “Good. Stop right there.”

  She tried to picture in her mind being on all fours and where she was on the huge, four-post bed, but it was difficult to figure out. Chris put his hands on her knees and pushed them apart. Once he was satisfied with how open she was, his fingers snagged her right wrist and put on a soft cuff.

  “Sit up on your knees.” He put one arm around her waist, helping her up onto her knees. Then he lifted her arm with the cuff on it.

  Oh crap. She had seen metal rings secured into the posts earlier, and now the cuff had to be attached to it. He did the same thing with her left arm until she was restrained. Her arms were stretched out and slightly above her head, her back straight as she sat on her knees.

  “Perfect,” he whispered.

  What was he going to do? She waited straining to hear him. But nothing but her own harsh breathing filled her ears.

  “Now, let me get this into position.” Something was pushed between her legs, but it wasn’t quite working the way he wanted. “Just a second.” The mattress dipped and his chest touched her back. One arm encircled her waist. “I’m going to help you lift up one leg.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She gripped the restraints and lifted her right leg.

  “Perfect.” Something soft slid by her left thigh. “Now lower your leg.”

  She did as he said, but her breath caught in her throat when she did. There was something soft between her thighs, but there was something hard resting against her pussy lips.

  “Let me get this into the right position.”

  The mattress dipped again, and by his breathing, Chris was now in front of her. His fingers parted her pussy, and the hardness shifted until it was against her clit. A vibrating bullet?

 

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