Club de Fleurs 2: Sadie

Having everything prepped, she poured a glass of wine and sat down to relax. The boots may look great, but they were killer on her feet, and she didn’t want to take them off in case the men came home. She wanted them to see the full effects of the outfit. She couldn’t wait to see the expressions on their faces.

She didn’t have long to wait before she heard voices coming down the hall. Jumping off the couch, she quickly got down on her knees in slave position, and waited.

The men walked into the suite and quickly became quiet.

“What do we have here?” Dave asked. Reaching down, he helped her off her knees and made a swirling motion with his finger, indicating that he wanted her to turn around so they could see the full effect of her outfit.

“Very nice, girl,” he said.

“Yes, very nice and something smells good,” Evan observed.

Dave reach

ed for her and ran his hand over her exposed stomach. “If this is an apology, I like it. You still won’t get out of your punishment, but this is a good start.”

“Thank you, Master, I’m very sorry about earlier today. I won’t do anything like that again,” Sadie said quietly. They didn’t seem mad at her anymore and she was glad. “Let me go cook the noodles, then we can eat.” She almost skipped to the kitchen.

They enjoyed dinner and after the men sent Sadie to the living room while they cleaned up. Sadie sat on the couch sipping a glass of wine and listening to the men work.

Soon they came and joined her on the couch. “Now for your punishment. That outfit is too good to waste, so I think we will take you to the club. I have a new toy Evan hasn’t seen and I’ve been dying to try it out. What do you think, Evan?”

They had discussed her punishment while in the bar so Evan was on board. “Sounds good,” Evan answered, getting up and taking Sadie by the hand.

They led her to one of the semi-private alcoves. All the usual equipment was there, and an additional piece Sadie had never seen before. It looked like a bench with a frame and series of pulleys attached. It didn’t really look that bad, but she didn’t understand what the pulleys were for.

“Let’s get Sadie settled and I’ll explain as I go along,” Dave said. “Sadie, you need to be naked, so…Strip!”

“While Sadie’s getting ready, I’m going to get a few things we need from the toy closet. Evan, will you come help me?” The two men walked over to the closet and began discussing what they would need.

Since they hadn’t given Sadie instructions beyond strip, after she was naked, she took the slave position. Waiting on the floor she listened as the men discussed what they were going to do to her, knowing this was part of the scene. Anticipation went a long way and could be as arousing as the play was.

Dave and Evan walked back over to where Sadie was. “Very nice,” they both said together. “Now, up on the bench.” Dave pointed.

The bench started out normal width, then got narrow and then wider again. “On your stomach, with your breasts hanging on each side,” Dave instructed.

Sadie got into position, and Dave ran his hand over her back. “Good girl. I’m going to show Master Evan some of the features of my new toy. I want you to be very still and very quiet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Sadie was already getting in the head space for punishment and play.

Dave pointed out various things to Evan, but Sadie wasn’t really paying attention. She had drifted off and was enjoying the thoughts of what was to come. One of the men would occasionally rub her back or finger her pussy, but other than that just let her lay there. It was fairly comfortable. The bench was nicely padded and a good height for her.

Dave came around and knelt beside her. “Sadie did you think about your punishment like I asked you to?”

“Yes, Master,” she answered.

“And what did you decide?” Evan asked.

“Whatever my Masters please,” she answered.

“Very good,” they both answered.

“Tell us why you need punishment?” Dave spoke this time.

“Because I left the club without telling you where I was going.”

“And?” Evan asked.

“Because I didn’t have my phone and you were worried about me.”