She won’t need to though. I’m ready. I want this.
I went to bed every night this week reading my favorite kink books, trying to psych myself up and, let me tell you, it has totally worked. I’m nervous but, at the same time, excited. This is what I’ve wanted. What I’ve dreamt about. And knowing now that I have an extremely sexy guy to do it with makes it even better.
The more I’ve thought about it, the more I love the fact that I don’t know what he really looks like. He can be Christian, Master Aidan or even Kellen, all my favorite book boyfriends. He’s really anyone I want him to be and I’m more than ok with that.
More importantly though, I can be whoever I want to be. I don’t have to be the widow, the woman who is responsible for the murder of her husband. The idea frees my soul for the first time in years, lifting the weight I carry around just a little bit more.
Excitement of my plans for tonight had me playing a little secret game with myself where I wore my lingerie I bought under my skirt to work today. My black lace garter belt attached to my nylons made me feel sexy all day and I have to admit, I loved every secret minute.
When I was in a meeting with four men, all I could think about was what I had on underneath my new, more sexy outfit and what each one of the men sitting next to me would do if they found out. The thought of them ripping my clothes off, throwing me on the table, all taking their turn with me was the best part of the meeting.
I must have been blushing because after awhile one of them asked if I was feeling ok. I had to excuse myself to the ladies room to splash some water on my face to cool off.
After turning off my desktop light, I lock my office door and walk down the quiet hall toward the elevator. It’s nine o’clock at night and everyone has long gone home. The elevator door dings its arrival while I’m off in lala land thinking about the possibilities of tonight.
As the doors open my gaze meets the eyes of a gorgeous man standing tall in the elevator. I’m not sure if I should be afraid or thank the gods above for bringing him to me. Channeling my inner Becca, I go for thanking the gods and give him a shy smile while fluttering my eyelashes at him.
Becca’s gone over all different types of make-up techniques and my non-existent lashes now look long and luscious thanks to the help of Chantecaille mascara. It costs a fortune but worth every penny when I see the man’s eyes light up.
“So we meet again?” he says slow and lusciously as his eyes move up and down my body. I’m feeling sexy in my black high heels, black pencil skirt with a tight, dark teal sleeveless shirt that is low cut showing the perfect amount of business appropriate cleavage.
After I step onto the elevator, I look to the side, over my shoulder, smiling at him, “Excuse me…?”
“This is the second time I’ve had the pleasure of riding in the elevator with you. I’m surprised you’re here so late. A beautiful woman like you, don’t you have a hot date on this Friday night?”
I can’t help the blush as it creeps up my face. I turn forward as I scrunch my shoulder up with a small smile. “No hot date. Just meeting friends,” I lie. “How about you?”
“Same here, um, meeting friends. Maybe I can be your
friend
sometime…?”
“Maybe,” I smile as the elevator dings its arrival to the bottom floor and opens to allow us to exit. I walk away from him, trying to be elusive and keep him wanting more.
I can’t believe I’m being so brave right now.
“Can I at least get your name?” he asks, still standing in the doorway of the elevator.
“It’s Kamii,” I answer as I push the door to our building open and walk to where my car is parked.
With a huge smile on my face, and my newfound confidence streaming through my veins, I drive to the dungeon, my name for this place. I felt it just made things more dreamlike. The actual name of the club is Bridge but I’m not sure why.
I told Becca I would meet her there since I would be coming straight from work.
Becca is waiting in her car as I pull up so I park behind her on the street. Upon seeing me she jumps out of the car and runs to my door, throwing it open.
“I was beginning to think I was going to have to come get you!” she yells at me.
“Sorry, I told you this case is kicking my butt. Don’t worry, I’m here and I’m ready,” I wink at her, giving her a small smile.
She jumps up and down in her Becca way, “Ohhhhh, this is going to be so much fun!”
We walk arm-in-arm to the side door, giving our names and entering to the building only to strip our clothes at the front door. I laugh at the sight of the “coat check” and how really it’s an entire wardrobe check.
Even though there are people around, I somehow feel totally comfortable stripping my clothes off right at the front door. I swear it’s the mask, giving me super powers I had no idea I had.
Becca whistles as she examines my attire and when I go to hit her arm to stop her someone grabs me from behind, holding me tightly.
I shutter at first then melt into their hold when I hear Eros whisper into my ear, “Are you ready?”
Oh yeah, game on, “Whatever you want, Sir.”
“Fuck me. Did you really just call me Sir?” he forcefully whispers in my ear.
I question myself, “Yes I did, Sir. Is that not ok?”
“It’s more than ok. It shows me you really are here to play tonight and that you have done your homework. Have you done your homework my sweet Eurydice?”
“I have, Sir. I’ve wanted this for a while. I just never thought it would actually happen.”
“And why did you think that?”
“Because I work too much. I don’t put myself out there and I never thought I would meet someone like Baubo or anyone else here, Sir.”
“Does that mean you never thought you would meet anyone like me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Are you happy that you’ve met me, Eurydice?”
“I’d like to say yes, Sir. And so far I can say that but I guess I won’t really know until tonight.”
“Oh really... Do you have doubts in my ability?”
“No, Sir. Absolutely not.”
“Then how come I have to prove my worth?”
“Sorry, Sir. It’s my job. I doubt everything until I have proof.”
“Don’t be sorry. I like the challenge you’ve presented. So you’re a member now?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m officially a member and can play with anyone tonight.”
“Anyone?”
“I meant you, Sir. I can play with you tonight.”
“That’s better.”
He finally turns me around and I see he’s wearing a tight black shirt with dark jeans and his facemask. He looks casual yet demanding. Really, he’s pure sex I’m staring at and I like what I see.
“Have you filled out your hard and soft limits?”
I look at him, not backing down. “Yes, I have.”
“I thought you said you’ve done your homework my sweet Eurydice. How come you’re looking at me?”
“Because I want to, Sir. We’re not in a scene. Is that not ok?”
“For right now I guess I’ll allow it. When we are in a scene. No.”
I’m a little taken aback by this. I mean I know it’s part of the scene but it’s not settling with me right now. I close my eyes, pushing my thoughts away and looking down to the ground, shaking my head
yes
.
He places his finger under my chin, tilting it up. “I said right now was fine.”
“Sorry, Sir. Please, be patient with me. I’m still learning.” Nerves and doubt slip their way into my secret bubble I’ve put myself in as I pretend to be someone else.
“I know you are and believe me, that’s what I like about you.”
I look into his crystal blue eyes, hopeful, “You like me, Sir?”
“I do. And I want to play. May I take you into a scene? Are you ready?”
“I am, Sir.”
“I want you to be comfortable, do you want Baubo to join us tonight?”
My eyes open widely, looking to the side, completely forgetting Becca was standing next to us this entire time, watching our interaction with a huge smile on her face.
I look from her back to him, “I’ve never been with a girl. I would like that but maybe not tonight. I’d like to experience each new thing on its own before I put everything together. But… I would feel safer if she was near. Maybe, watching us?”
“Sounds good to me!” Becca jumps up and down not trying for one second to hide her excitement.
I shake my head with a small smile on my face as I look back to Eros who is reaching out his hand to me, “Well, please, follow me my sweet Eurydice.”
I place my arm in the nook of his elbow and follow him as we enter the room where everyone is gathered. The place is more open than when I was here last Saturday and the rooms are equipped with more, I’d like to say furniture, but it’s not really what it is. Well, unless you call spanking benches, a flat table top with polls on either side or a big X with places for your hands and feet to tie to the structure. Thankfully, there is still a bed so at least I know there is something I’ve done before in here, even if it is a boring bed.
As we cross the room, a woman walks in front of us, stopping to talk to Eros. She tilts her head to the side with a slight smirk on her face as she states clearly, “Already wanting to scene? But she just got here. Are you looking for two submissives tonight
my
Eros?”
It’s not lost on me the way she says
my
and I wonder who this woman is, or maybe I should be wondering,
what
she is to him?
Eros looks at me then back to the woman. She’s tall and thin and from everything I can see, very well manicured. Her long, brown hair flows down her back with a few strands pulled forward and falling over her shoulder.
Before I can say anything, Eros replies, “Thank you my dear but Eurydice here is new, so I think we’ll keep to just the two of us tonight.”
She looks at me and, even though I can’t see her eyes through her mask, I can feel the death stare she’s giving before she changes it to a slight smile, saying, “No worries, have fun tonight you two,” and walks away.
We walk to the corner where a smaller area is set up. No one is currently using the space and he claims it before anyone else can.
Becca kisses me on my cheek, whispering, “Enjoy, I’ll be right here if you need me,” before she leaves us to sit on the couch in front of our scene.
I watch as she walks away and Eros grabs my chin, turning my focus back to him. “Tell me your safewords, Eurydice.”
“Yellow for I’m close to the edge and Nick for stop immediately,” I say with no emotion.
“Nick? Why is a man’s name your safeword?”
“I’d rather not say, Sir, if that’s ok with you?”
“What if Nick is my real name?”
I tense, never thinking of the possibility. I chose it because I truly never want to have to pull a safeword, and I never want to have to say his name either, so I felt it fit for my needs.
The thought of it possibly being his real name hits me like a stab to the heart and he must have noticed.
“Don’t worry. It’s not. Good to know that it affects you the way it does though. Don’t worry. I won’t ask again and I promise to not have you say it either.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Now, go lean on your knees for me by the bed while I prepare our scene and gather your paperwork so I can learn your soft and hard limits.”
I look down, whispering, “Yes, Sir,” as I walk to the bed and kneel.
My heart is pounding with nerves and anticipation. Becca slightly jumping with excitement in her seat catches the corner of my eye. The sight calms me down as I giggle to myself.
Eros is gone for a few minutes and butterflies fill my stomach the longer he’s gone. Taking deep breaths, I imagine my favorite scenes from my favorite books and really let my imagination run wild making my nervous butterflies change to dancing ones filled with excitement. Moving my hand over to my arm, I lightly pinch myself to make sure this is all real.
Eros leans down, whispering in my ear, “No need to pinch yourself, this is really happening. I promise you.”
I look up, surprised by him standing there as a small smile reaches my lips. “I know it is, Sir, I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.”
“Well then, stand up and I’ll prove to you that you aren’t.”
I do as he says. Standing in front of him, offering myself to him, trying to show confidence in what is happening. I stand tall, shoulders back, head high and chest out with my hands to my side.
He circles my body, looking me up and down. “I love a woman who holds herself with confidence. Have you always been this way?”
“No, Sir. I lost my way a few years ago but Baubo has brought me back to life and made me feel sexy again.”
“Has she now? I will have to thank her for bringing you to me.”
“Yes, Sir. She is the only reason I’m here today. May I tell you something, Sir?”
“Please do.”
“This is my first time, um, experiencing something like this. I’m not a virgin but I’ve never done anything this… something so freeing. I’m excited but please, be gentle with me.”