“Bastard,” she muttered under her breath.
“I heard that and I’ll add it to your tally.” He chuckled.
Craig had chosen a halter-style top in dark turquoise and a very short black leather micro skirt for her to wear. The top was more like a string bikini than a halter in the fact that it barely covered her breasts and narrowed to a string around her back and the ties were the same around her neck. All of her back and midriff were exposed. The skirt skimmed the top of her thighs and barely covered her butt. It also rode low on her hips. She had worn more to the beach. He didn’t give her any underwear to wear, and if she bent over she’d be flashing everyone. Not that she was going to be wearing it for long anyway. There were a pair of peep-toe, six-inch stilettos that went with the outfit, but subs weren’t allowed to wear shoes in the club and they were just for, as he put it, his personal pleasure. Craig had told her he couldn’t wait to have her legs wrapped around him while she was wearing the shoes.
Personally, she thought about stabbing him in the back with the damned things, but as long as she didn’t have to walk anywhere in them, it should be good.
Craig took her into the club about half an hour before they were scheduled. He didn’t want her to anticipate any more than she already had. He had thought about leaving her in the suite until the last minute, but decided against it. He knew that all of her friends were going to be there to support her and wanted her to have a few minutes with them.
When they reached the bar, sitting there were Kyle and Jenna Masters, Evan McGregor, Dave, and Sadie Ewers, Dean Daniels and Connie Smith, and Alan and Theresa Rainer. They were the only people in the club. What Craig hadn’t told her was that the owners, Kyle, Dave, and Evan, had decided to close the club for a private party that night. They were going to make this a celebration of Rachel’s return.
Rachel was so happy to see all her friends, she had tears in her eyes. Looking around, she noticed that there was no one else in the club. She looked to Craig for an explanation.
“Surprise, baby!” he said. Then they all hollered, “Welcome back!”
The tears flowed freely as Rachel hugged everyone. “I can’t believe you all did this for me,” she kept saying over and over.
Hugging her, Craig said, “I told you this night was going to be special.”
“In more ways than one,” he thought to himself. He had several more surprises planned for his woman.
They all talked for a while, breaking into groups of men and women as they inevitably did. After a few minutes, Craig broke up the groups and led his lady to the station he had planned on using for the evening’s activities.
All the anticipation and anxiety had left Rachel, and all she felt was happiness. This was where she belonged. Even knowing she was about to be punished in front of all her friends didn’t bother her. She knew she deserved and needed this.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Craig led Rachel to the alcove where Dave’s new spanking bench was. It had a frame around it and an assortment of clips and chains to attach to various body parts for restraint or punishment. Craig had chosen this device because he could use the clips to restrain Rachel without restraining her arm or legs. Having the clips attached to her nipples and clit would be incentive enough not to move. He hadn’t used this device before, but Dave and Evan said it was very effective with Sadie. He was anxious to try it.
Showing the various features to Rachel, he explained how he was just going to use the clips on her nipples and clit and it would be up to her to keep still enough not to hurt herself.
Jenna looked at Sadie and whispered, “evil, just pure evil.” Sadie nodded but wisely kept quiet. She had been the first person to experience the device.
Kyle, Jenna’s husband, pulled his wife close and whispered in her ear, “Don’t fret, little one. I’m having one made for the playroom at home.” She shuddered in anticipation and thought to herself, “great.”
Theresa and Connie just looked at each other, hearing everything and not willing to tempt their men.
Craig had Rachel kneel and then explained to the group why she was being punished and what he was going to do. Commanding her to rise and strip, he prepared the bench.
Once the bench was ready and Rachel had removed her clothes, he positioned her over it and leaned down to give her a reassuring kiss. “You can do this,” he said against her mouth, leaving her no doubt how much he loved her.
He was right, she could do this. Her heart glowed from the knowledge that she had so much support. She had never felt this loved and treasured in her entire life. Her mother had done her best, but it was hard for them while she was growing up and there hadn’t been money or time for extras. Rachel had spent a lot of time on her own and learned to be her own support system. Then when her mother got older, she became ill with dementia, and Rachel had been her caregiver for several years before it became too much and her mother had been institutionalized.
She had been so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t realize that Craig had been speaking to her. “I’m sorry, what did you say, Master?”
Looking indulgently at her, he asked, “Where did you go, little lamb? Was it a good place?”
“Lost in memories and the warmth I’m feeling from my friends,” she answered with tears in her eyes.
Wiping away the tears, Craig kissed her again and whispered, “If it’s a good place, I hope you can go there again.” He knew her life had been hard and hoped the future would be better for her.
“Time to get on with it,” he announced to the group. Leaning down, he took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and licking the small bud until he felt it swell under his administrations. He attached the clip and proceeded to do the same with her other nipple. Once he had both nipples attached, he moved between her legs to work on her clit. Attaching the clip to it, he fastened all three clips to chains and attached them to the bottom of the frame. Cautioning Rachel to hold as still as possible, he lubed a large butt plug and her puckered hole, then pushed it inside her. Then he took an even larger dildo and lubing it, inserted it in her pussy. Both devices v
ibrated and were controlled by a remote he had in his pocket. He activated both on the lowest speed and announced to the group what he had done.
Once he had her prepared to his liking, he squatted in front of her and asked how she was doing.
“Green, Master, I’m green,” she answered.