When she took Tim’s first nipple into her mouth, she could have sworn she felt him tense, but when she looked up at his face, there was no change.
It was almost impossible for Tim to hold still. When Tasha moved down between his legs and began kissing her way down his body, he wanted to do a happy dance. His cock was bobbing between his legs, doing a dance of its own. Both his heads knew what was going to happen soon. He was afraid to move, though. He didn’t want to scare Tasha and have her stop what she was doing. It took all his control not to reach out and grab her, slamming her down on his cock.
Someone had hurt this girl and hurt her badly. He could tell in her tentative ways. When he found out who and what they had done to her, he was going to hurt him.
Right now, though, Tasha was driving him crazy, and all his blood was flowing south. Willing himself to hold still, he kept his eyes closed, enjoying what she was doing.
Tasha had never been able to explore a man before. She loved the taste of his skin and couldn’t get enough, slowly working her way down his body, nipping and licking, until she reached his bobbing member.
Looking up, she saw him watching her, and the big grin on his face. Smiling, she went back to her task. Wrapping one of her small hands around him, she couldn’t quite touch her fingers together. She brought her lips down and stuck out her small pink tongue and licked the drop lurking on the head of his cock, just barely touching the skin.
Tim couldn’t help it and jerked his hips, his cock reaching for her mouth.
Tasha startled and pulled back, not sure what to do next.
“Shh, baby, it’s okay. Please don’t stop.” Tim reached down and patted her head, praying she didn’t stop.
Tasha looked up, eyes big, but bent tentatively back down to take another lick, watching his face as she did.
When she saw him smile, she relaxed and took just the head of his cock in her mouth. Tenatively running her tongue over and over the slit there. She took hold of his penis with both hands, Then she slowly swallowed more of him, gradually taking him to the back of her throat. Hollowing her cheeks and moving her head up and down, she licked and sucked until he threaded both hands into her hair and took control, using his hands to gently guide her head.
“Baby, if you don’t want to swallow, you need to back off now. I can’t hold it much longer.” He gasped hoarsely, striving for control.
Tasha moved her head faster and sucked harder, wanting to taste every drop, until she felt the hot spurts of cum hitting the back of her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she continued her licking and sucking until she had consumed every drop.
Only when she felt him relax, did she lay her head on his thigh. Thn she relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of his hands stroking her hair.
“Baby, that was so good. Thank you for doing that for me,” he whispered, stroking her hair.
He reached down and pulled her up to lie across him, reveling in the feel of her body against his. It was still early, and the club wouldn’t open for a few hours. He needed to finish her paperwork and walk her around while it was still quiet. Then he needed to figure out what he was going to do next. He didn’t want to let her go.
Running his hands up and down her back, he held her close. “Oh, baby, I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m never letting you go,” he whispered.
Tasha moved up and kissed him, snuggling closer, warm and content. She wished the moment would never end.
Tim lay and held her for a while, luxuriating in the feel of her body on his. He also wished this moment would never end.
Just lying there holding her for the longest time, he knew he had to get up and get going. They needed to finish her paperwork, and she needed to get ready to start work tonight at the club. Theresa was due to have her baby soon, and Alan was getting worried about her working. Not that Tim blamed him, and it would be good having Tasha there with him at the club. He was going to make sure they were working the same shifts. With her car broken down, she would be needing rides to work, and he was willing to provide that.
Hating to move but knowing he needed to, he sat up, taking Tasha with him. “Come on, baby. Let’s shower. Then I need to show you around and get you ready to work today.”
Yawning, she smiled and leaned against him. “I don’t want to move, but you’re right, and I could use some food.” Neither of them had eaten for over several hours.
“Yeah, baby, I could use some food, too.” He led her to the shower and helped her in.
They took their shower, then dressed. Tasha put Theresa’s dress back on—she didn’t have anything else—and then Tim took her into the club. They had a full kitchen, but no one was there yet, so he fixed them something before taking her back to Kyle’s office to do her paperwork.
Once she had filled out the necessary forms, he took her into the club. It was still quiet, and he wanted to show her the place while it was empty.
He walked her through the floor, pointing out the different equipment and what it was used for.
She cringed when she saw the paddles, whips, canes, and straps. “Oh my God, people use those on other people? What kind of place is this?”
What the hell had she gotten herself into? The people seemed nice, but…
She looked at Tim. “Do you play here?” She wasn’t sure “play” was the right word but didn’t want to ask if he was going to torture people.
Tim sat down on one of the love seats in the alcove they were standing in and pulled her down onto his lap. Taking both her hands in his, he slowly explained what the Club de Fleurs was and what happened there. He explained what a Dom was and what a submissive was and the roles they played in the club.