“No,” she whispered with an adamant shake of her head. “Don’t come back.”
Just as Nan’s vision grew darker, Master Dan was there, his deep voice in her ear, his handsome, tanned face made more appealing with the waves of thick blond hair brushing his neck filling her vision.
“Stay with me, Nan, right here, where you know you’re safe. Don’t you fucking let him back in.” He increased the vibrations tormenting her lower body, saying, “Concentrate on that, baby, and me, nothing else.”
The order worked, clearing her head as her grit to fight the past returned in full force. She focused on his face, his dark eyes as she issued a demand of her own. “More, Sir. I’m good, I swear.”
“You damn well better be,” Dan warned as he stayed within her sight and snapped the flogger on her tender lower back again.
This time, Nan arched into the strike, embraced the heated pain, relished the sweet increase of arousal as he mixed softer strokes that did nothing more than tease the previous pain back to life with a few more blistering hard swats. Her pussy clamped around the dildo along with her rectum as small contractions gripped the phalluses and a gush of cream soaked the vaginal vibrator. Pleasure grew, blended with the burning pain encompassing her backside. She gyrated with the slow build-up, whimpered as the contractions grew stronger, bringing more pleasure, enough to sweep up to her breasts as the leather seared her tips with a well-aimed snap.
Nan lost her focus as a body-encompassing, mind-numbing climax burst free, the ecstasy obliterating the past months of struggle. Her pussy and ass convulsed around the toys, her pelvis writhing with the onslaught as bright colors lit up the darkness she’d lived with and feared for so long. Master Dan’s choked-up voice breathed into her ear, his words adding another glow to the pleasure already racking her body.
“That’s my girl. I knew you could do it, Nan.”
Recalling his earlier doubt, she would have laughed at that if her mind hadn’t already entered that blissful euphoric stage that left her floating on air. Even with her fuzzy head in the clouds, she recognized there were more hands than Master Dan’s releasing the ropes and cuffs binding her to the cross.
“Why in the blue blazes of fucking hell didn’t she tell us?” Master Devin’s harsh voice sifted through the fog, followed by Master Greg’s calmer tone. “We didn’t know, Dan.”
Nan shook off the guilt, unable to make out Dan’s whispered reply, and then she was floating in his arms, his steady, calming heartbeat under her ear as the room shifted with his measured stride. The next thing she knew, she sat snuggled on his lap, a blanket tucked around her as the room slowly came back into focus.
Master Dan’s deep, satisfied voice rumbled in her ear. “Welcome back. How do you feel?”
Closing her eyes, she concentrated on her body, feeling the lingering stings crisscrossing her cheeks, the burning throb of her nipples, the emptiness of her butt and pussy. “Good.” She laughed and looked up at him. “Real good, Sir.”
“I’m glad. Hold that thought.” Dan inclined his head, and she looked around to see Caden standing there, a frown marring his rough-hewn face as he squatted before her, balancing his large frame on the balls of his booted feet.
Nudging his Stetson back, Nan winced at the censure reflected in his bright blue eyes. “I’m disappointed in you, darlin’. We’ve known each other a long time; you’ve been a valued member here since we opened. Shutting us out after going through such a horrendous time is not acceptable.”
Razor-sharp edged guilt sliced through Nan, and she floundered for an excuse in the face of his displeasure. “I’m sorry. Some of what I was going through had to do with accepting responsibility for…”
“Stop,” Dan and Caden commanded at the same time.
Caden looked at Dan and she felt his nod before the head Master and her long-time friend rebuked her again. “A woman is never to blame when she is abused by a man. You can sass, get physical or use poor judgment, he still has no right to harm you the way you were, no right to touch you against your will. Understand?”
She didn’t dare say no, and deep down, Nan knew he was right. How many times had Jay said the exact same thing? She used her mistake in misjudging Gerard, in ignoring the few signs that had caused her a moment’s hesitation as an excuse to keep her pain to herself.
“Yes, I think I finally do. Thank you.”
He reached out and squeezed her hand, pushing to his feet and then gripping her chin to tilt her face up. “See that you do.”
“I can’t tell if he’s still pissed or not,” she muttered, watching Master Caden walk away.
“I think he intended to keep you guessing.” A rumble of thunder signaled an incoming storm and she slid off his lap with a sigh of regret. His arms had felt so good around her, his wide chest a comfort to lean against. “I better get going. I don’t like driving at night in the rain.”
Her reluctance to leave him must have been obvious because Dan stood, pulled the blanket off and held out her dress to slip her arms in as he said, “Come home with me. I’m not comfortable leaving you alone tonight, not after what happened last night with your lights, and not after what I put you through tonight.”
“You’ve put me through a lot worse, much more intense scenes,” she reminded him as she tightened the belt at her waist. Without the corset and thong, the soft material brushed against her bare buttocks and breasts, the light touch enough to warm the tender stripes and pucker her nipples again.
“But not under these circumstances.” He flicked a finger on one nipple with a small grin. “Besides, you appear in need of me still. Let’s go, y
ou can follow me.”
Nan wasn’t sure what he meant to do once they got to his place as they never fucked outside of the club, and now that he’d accomplished what he set out to do, brought her to orgasm under his painful administrations, didn’t that mean their bargain had ended? He gave no clue to what he was thinking as he escorted her to the parking lot, not until they entered his house and he tugged her into his bedroom instead of the guestroom.
With a quick yank on the tie, the dress fell open again. Sheer giddiness coursed through her, tickling her abdomen as he pulled the dress off her arms and sent her bouncing back on his bed with a slight push on her shoulders and a crooked grin.
Spreading her legs in invitation, she quipped, “We don’t fuck outside of the club, remember?”