Taking His Virgin - Club Lush

Stroking over my belly, somehow making me even wetter in my panties, he got up to my breasts. Giving both good hard squeeze, making me moan with pleasure, he pulled down the cups of my bra one by one, tucking them up under my tits. My nipples were already hard from a combination of cold and arousal. Warren took full advantage of this fact, giving each a pinch that made me gasp in pleasure.

“P-please,’ I moaned, “d-don’t leave me like this.”

“You need to be a good obedient pet. Then and only then, I will reward you. Until then, this is the rest of your punishment for coming into my home, interrupting my meeting, and then trying to run away when I was lenient. You need to suffer, my little pet. Atone for what you have done, and then you can begin to learn.”

With that, he lifted my skirt and gave me one more hard strike on my ass before leaving, locking the door behind him.Chapter Seven - WarrenMy cock was so hard it was difficult to walk. It was pressing up against the inside of my suit pants, dying to get out. I could hardly believe my luck. Having such a hot and willing little pet basically fall into my lap — even if she did ruin the first meeting of the financial club held at my house.

I was still mad about that, but less than before. Spanking Amanda had actually been pretty cathartic, even more so because she genuinely seemed to enjoy it. I knew as well as anyone how difficult it could be to find a genuinely enthusiastic pet. Willing was one thing. It was a basic necessity of the BDSM lifestyle. However, to find one who seemed to enjoy everything as much as the dom that did the dishing out was rare.

Our club’s meeting had basically been adjourned by the president while I was upstairs. Most people were getting ready to go.

“I’m sorry about all this,” I said to all, hoping to make amends.

“Oh, I know, don’t be, m’boy. While it wasn’t quite what we’d had in mind, this has been by far the most entertaining meeting we have ever had. I’m actually thinking about starting to allow pets at the meetings where sensitive subjects aren’t’ being discussed.” The twinkle in Andrew Moore’s eyes let me know not only was I forgiven, but I had also actually gone up somewhat in his estimation of me. There really did seem to be a lot of good fortune coming my way that night.

As I stood in the foyer, saying my goodbyes, the was a dreadful banging. It was accompanied by a rather pathetic shouting as the noisy one who smelled like black licorice kept knocking on the bedroom door upstairs and demanding to be let out.

I realized that I was not alone. Karl Olafssen remained in the foyer. He was looking up, obviously aware of the commotion. Luckily it was only him who remained, sparing too much embarrassment. Karl and I had been friends since school, and I knew I could trust him.

“I thought you tied her up,” Karl said, raising an eyebrow.

“There’s another one,’ I admitted.

“Some guys have all the luck,” he joked, elbowing me in the ribs.

I sighed. “Not like that. Can I tell you the truth?”

“Always.”

“They just walked in — both of them. I saw them when the meeting was starting. I didn’t want to ruin everything, so I put them in the rooms upstairs. They claimed to have been mugged and wanted to call the police. I couldn’t have the police here, of course, but I also didn’t want to put them back out onto the street at night.”

“That is quite a pickle,” Karl agreed, rubbing his chin, “and the business with the window?”

“Amanda tried to get out of the locked room. I guess she was scared, which is understandable, I suppose. I had to come up with a cover story so the other members wouldn’t know what was happening.”

“She went along with it well,” Karl observed.

I nodded. “I know, right. I’m actually thinking of keeping her around a while. It’s her friend who is making the noise right now. I need to get rid of her.”

“Lead the way,” Karl said, getting on board with my cause.

The banging was still going on as we got to the door, stopping as soon as the lock clocked on the knob.

The girl rushed at us immediately when I opened the door. “At least let us share a room,” the noisy one said, seeming a lot calmer. “Amanda is terrified. She doesn’t really know about the world and has already been through a pretty traumatic event. She needs me. Let me see her or let us go.”

“You can leave whenever you like, is there somewhere you would like me to drive you?” Karl said, turning up the charm to 11.