At His Mercy (Masters Club 1)

He pulled out two pairs of clover clamps, each with an extra-long chain between them. He attached the clamps first to Anna’s gold hoops, and then to Layla’s. Then he took a third chain, which he attached between the two so it hung between them in front of Jess.

Moving to stand directly in front of Jess, he lifted the chain and brought the center links to Jess’s lips. Both girls drew in a breath as their chains were pulled taut.

“Open wide,” he directed. Jess obeyed, biting down on the cold metal. In a way, she was glad for the chain now clamped between her teeth, as it would give her something to focus on.

Stepping to Anna, Master Kevin stroked her fine hair, tucking a strand behind her ear. Anna sighed softly, her eyes shining. Moving to Layla, he kissed her lightly on the mouth and whispered something in her ear.

Layla replied softly, “Thank you, Sir,” in a worshipful tone.

Returning his focus to Jess, he asked, “You good so far, newbie? Ready to play?”

Unable to speak with the chain in her mouth, Jess nodded.

Master Kevin’s smile was broad, his eyes now hooded and glittering. “Good girl. Let’s have some fun.”

Taking a step back, he pulled something from his vest pocket and held it up for Jess to see. The object had a metal handle about seven inches long, shaped like the handle of a spoon. Where the bowl would have been, there was a row of five closely-spaced, pointy-edged stainless-steel wheels, each about the size of a quarter. The wheels spun freely, fashioned with a series of evenly-spaced sharp pins.

“Know what this is, little girl?” Master Kevin queried, waving the implement toward Jess. He was grinning at her, clearly enjoying her discomfiture as she gazed at the diabolical toy.

Jess nodded, trying to swallow the saliva pooling in her mouth.

He held a kind of modified Wartenberg pinwheel. The implement was originally designed as a medical tool to test skin sensitivity by methodically rolling the pointed wheel over the surface of the skin. While the tool had lost popularity in the medical community, it was alive and well in the BDSM scene. She could only imagine that five pinwheels together would be all that much harder to take, as the sharp pins grazed along her skin.

His smile was at once cruel and sexy. “Then you know it can be very effective in eliciting significant pain, especially after a proper flogging to sensitize the skin.”

Reaching down into his bag of goodies, he took out what looked like some kind of remote control. “Just so you know, I’m not a total sadist,” he said, his eyes hooding as his tongue appeared on his lower lip. “As my darling girls will tell you, with the pain, there is always pleasure. Isn’t that right, my lovelies?”

“Yes, Sir,” the girls chimed in unison, both smiling broadly.

Jess tried to imagine sharing a Dom with another woman. She guessed in a way it would be nice to have that sisterhood, but she wondered about the conflict and jealousy that seemed inevitable in a threesome. She was too selfish to share her man with another woman.

Master Kevin flicked something on the remote and both toys nestled inside Jess leaped to vibrating life. “Oh,” she gasped in startled surprise, very nearly dropping the chain between her teeth. She bit quickly down, using her tongue to pull more of the chain into her mouth so she could keep a good grip. The toys inside her pulsed in a lovely spiral of sensation that hardened her clit as the vibrations moved through her.

After a moment, she realized the toys inside Anna and Layla had also come alive, whirring with an audible buzz on either side of her.

“All three of you, put your hands on your head, fingers laced together,” Master Kevin instructed. “Stay in that position for the duration of the scene.”

Jess did as instructed, the position settling her into a more submissive headspace. She drew in a deep, calming breath and let it out slowly.

Master Kevin took out a heavy-tressed black flogger with a braided leather handle from his gear bag. He snapped the tresses in the air with an expert flick of his wrist. The sight of the flogger and the heady scent of smoothly oiled leather added to Jess’s heightened sense of arousal. She did love a good flogging.

“Remember, little girl,” Master Kevin said, moving to stand behind her. “Any sudden movements will jerk that chain. See that you remain as still as you can. And make sure you don’t let it fall from your mouth. Oh, and one more thing.” He touched something on the remote and the thrumming phalluses inside her suddenly ratcheted in intensity. “Don’t you dare come until I say so.”

Chapter 13

Jess looked hot as hell with that chain in her mouth, hands on her head, back arched to emphasize those sweetly rounded breasts. A single long curl kept falling into her face as Kevin snapped the flogger against her ass and back. Cameron had to resist the urge to go over and tuck the curl behind one perfect ear.