All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat

Tyler ran his hand through his hair and sighed. “You’re right. I didn’t tell you not to. I’d rather you never wore them, but for right now we will leave them. Come on, let’s go.” He had already decided that for her first punishment she would lose the panties. Perfect.

Taking her the back way to avoid the club floor, he led her through a maze of hallways, and took her to his office. He sat her down to read the contract. Leaving her with it, he went to check the club and see what was going on. He wanted to know how many people were there and what kind of scenes were happening. He planned on giving Tammy a very slow introduction to the club, and if things were too intense on the floor, he would take her straight to a playroom.

Chapter Thirteen

When Tyler got back to his office, Tammy was pacing the room nervously.

“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked as he sat on the couch and pulled her down to his lap.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she answered, wiggling restlessly.

“Can’t do what, baby?”

“This, BDSM, whatever you call it. Be what you want me to be. I don’t know…I…I’m not sure.”

“Baby, this is what you and I want it to be. The only expectations you have to meet are mine and yours. No one else’s. I want you to be you and I want you to do this for us. If something bothers you or scares you, we need to talk about it. Just you and me okay?”

“I guess, but what if I mess up?”

“Baby, what are you going to mess up?”

“I don’t know, I always find something.”

“Don’t worry, honey, I’m right here with you and I’ll take care of you.” Tyler then leaned down and kissed her. “Okay, we are going into the club now. It’s a quiet night, so there isn’t much going on. We have one trio playing at the St. Andrew’s cross and one couple doing a piercing scene.” When he mentioned the piercing, he felt her shudder. Okay, he thought, we’ll skip that for tonight.

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sp; “We are going to watch the scene on the cross for a few minutes, and then I want to take you to one of the theme rooms. Do you have any fantasies you want to play?” He wanted to get her mind off the piercing.

“Dottie and I talked about that and I’ve been thinking. What do you like?” Tammy wasn’t sure she was ready to talk about her fantasies.

“Oh baby, I have so many…tell you what, we’ll go check out the rooms and see what we can find and go from there. How does that sound?”

“Sounds good,” She answered and snuggled into him.

He was ready to go to the club, but first he had a little housekeeping to do. “Okay, up you go.” He stood her up and then, reaching under her skirt, removed the thong. He’d been going to wait until she earned a punishment, but wanted her bare while she was watching the scene.

“Hey wait, the skirt is so short I need those,” she said, whining.

Tyler gently slapped her mound and told her, “I didn’t give them to you and I want them off.” He took her hand and led her out the door to the club. Since it was so quiet, he wasn’t worried about protocols. He would talk with her more about them later.

He took her to the bar first. Link was working tonight and he made the introductions. Grabbing a couple bottles of water, he slipped one arm around her waist and led her to the stage where the trio were playing on the cross.

Sitting on one of the love seats provided, he pulled her down on his lap so he could explain what was going on. Speaking into her ear in a low voice so as not to disturb the trio playing on the stage, he told her. “The people playing are Marc, Toby, and Carrie. They are a trio. They’ve been together for years and have been members of the club for a long time.’

Not taking her eyes off what was happening, she asked quietly, “Are they all together?”

“Yes, honey, they all live together. Carrie is married to Marc, but considers them both her husbands. She has been collared by both of them and they consider her their wife and sub.”

Tammy watched while Marc took a single tail whip and standing off to the side started warming up with it.

“He’s not going to use that on her, is he?” she asked with a shiver.

“Yes, baby, but remember they talked about this beforehand and she is aware of what is coming. He’s used it on her before and he is very skilled with it. He won’t hurt her.”

“How can something like that not hurt?” Tammy was remembering how bad her back had hurt, and she didn’t even know what they had used on her.

“Baby, it won’t be the same as what was done to you. Those men wanted to hurt you. Marc is not going to hurt Carrie, he loves her. Toby is warming her up with the flogger, and before the whip even touches her, she will be close to subspace. I’ve never seen Marc use his whip to punish Carrie. This must be a reward for something.”