“Show me how? Are you going to do things with other people while I watch?”
“No. Others may share themselves and their partners, but I’m not willing to do that. The only way I will share you would be if it was a fantasy of yours that you wished to play out. My hard line would be watching you with another man. I don’t think I could do that.”
“But you’d watch me with a woman.”
“I would.”
“With Roman?”
“If that’s what you want.”
Sofia didn’t know what to say. The idea of being with Roman while Ozzie watched was something that had been racing through her mind since he first mentioned it. She has always been attracted to other women, but never considered what that meant about her or if it was even a possibility. Now, with his offering, she didn’t know how to respond. If she admitted it was something she wanted, would he think she wasn’t happy with him?
“Do I have to answer now?”
“No. But I want you to be open to discussing these things with me in the future. The key to this lifestyle is open communication and consent. I won’t do anything without your agreement and I’d ask that you do the same.”
Sofia nodded. “Now what?”
“Now I make you come and then I will take you to one of the viewing rooms so you can see what I’ve planned for tonight.”
“Viewing rooms?”
Ozzie didn’t answer. Instead, he stripped Sofia’s clothes off at a record pace. She laughed as he pulled away at not only her clothes, but his. The playful side of Ozzie in the bedroom was one thing she adored about him. She ripped his clothes away in the same manner as he pulled at hers and when they were finally naked, he flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her hips to put her where he wanted her, spreading her wide.
“There is my sweet little pussy. I’ve missed you,” he said before she felt his tongue between her legs. Ozzie licked and sucked at her as if he were starved. There wasn’t a place on her body that he hadn’t discovered. The constant pleasure drowned the shame and embarrassment she felt in the beginning. As his tongue ran over her tightest hole, a gasp of pleasure escaped her, filling the room.
“Soon I will take you here. Then all of you will be mine.”
Sofia felt waves of her arousal moving their way through her body. Her breasts were heavy and her nipples were hard in anticipation of what was coming next.
“Please Ozzie, fill me with your cock,” she begged.
“Does my dirty little whore need me? Is this wanton pussy of yours missing my hard cock, punishing and claiming it as my own?”
“Yes. Fuck yes!” she shrieked as he slid his hard dick between her folds, but not entering her. His piercing provided the worst kind of torture. The cool feeling of the metal running along her heated skin was enough to make her come before he even entered her.
“Tell me what you need. Beg for it, little Nixie.”
“Please, Ozzie, give it to me. Fuck me so hard I cry. Please.”
On her last word, he pulled his hips back and plunged himself deep within her. The movement was rushed and unexpected. Sofia yelled out as he growled, his satisfaction at being fully seated within her. He didn’t wait for long. They were both so on edge things were going to move quickly, but she just didn’t care. His hips pistoned forward and backward in long, hard stokes. Every time his piercing plunged into the one spot that made her see stars. Before she could control it, her body answered his and the familiar sensation of a freight train hitting her exploded as she cried out for more. Her body tensed as he pressed himself into her, groaning out his own release as her inner walls milked every drop he offered.
“Fuck,” he said as he pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside her. Sofia’s arms gave out, and she lay flat on the bed next to him until he reached for her and pulled her closer to him. “What am I going to do with you? Every time is better than the last.”
Sofia caught her breath and said, “Well, I think you were going to take me out of here and show me all about your kinks.”
Ozzie laughed, “Yes, I suppose I was going to do that.”
Ozzie didn’t rush Sofia. In fact, he didn’t rush himself either. They lay in bed together for a while and she asked more questions about the club and his likes and dislikes. They talked about things she was interested in learning more about, as well as things she’d never try. It wasn’t everything they needed to discuss, but he was happy that the conversations were moving in the right direction. Learning about your partner’s limits was key, and he never wanted Sofia to feel obligated to try something just because he asked.
After they cleaned up and got dressed, he made her eat and drink until it satisfied him she wouldn’t go hungry. They made their way through the club and into the viewing room he had booked. These rooms had gained their name because of the oversized glass window that separated the members from the performers. Ozzie sat in one chair and motioned for Sofia to sit on his lap. He wanted to maintain contact with her while she watched so he could gauge her reactions to everything she would see.
“Who is that?” she asked when a slender blonde woman entered the room.
“She’s the submissive I requested for this scene.”
He had told Roman exactly what he needed for the night and trusted she’d chose the right people for the demonstration. The woman who came into the room was naked and collared, which likely meant the man with her tonight was her dom and partner. Shortly after she entered the room, she knelt on the floor facing the window with her hands behind her back.