“Yes, Sir,” Stacie answered.
The men walked her through the club to the area where all the play was going on. Several areas they walked her past quickly. Stacie tried to look up and see what was happening, but they had her surrounded and she could only see them.
Finally, they came to an area where they stopped. Seth and Jake sat on a love seat and pulled Stacie down between them.
Seth quietly started explaining to Stacie what they were watching. “Honey, what you are seeing is a submissive being restrained by her Dominant on a St. Andrew’s Cross. He’s using soft leather cuffs lined with sheepskin so they won’t chafe or scratch her delicate skin. He’ll check several times to make sure they aren’t too tight. He just slipped two fingers between her skin and the cuff to make sure it fits the way he wants it to. The strap around her waist is to keep her from arching too much and hurting her back. It’s the Dominant’s responsibility to make sure his sub is not injured in any way.”
Jake took over where Seth had left off. “Now he’s making sure she remembers her safe word and what it means. Most people use the stoplight system. Red meaning ‘Stop, I can’t take anymore.’ Yellow is for ‘Slow down’ or ‘I need something.’ Green it for ‘I’m good, continue.’ There are some people who use other words. It’s up to the sub and Dominant what works for them.
“After he is sure she knows what to say, he will make sure she’s good to go before he starts the scene. BDSM is a power exchange. The sub gives up control in exchange for the Dom’s care and protection. As a Dom, my responsibility is to see to your safety and pleasure. I will treasure your body more than my own. All of your pleasure is in my control. From now on, Stacie, you will not orgasm without one of us with you. If you do, you won’t like the consequences.”
Stacie shuddered at the intense look on his face, but nodded her understanding.Seth had lifted the skirt of her dress and was trailing his fingers up and down her thighs.
“Now he’s going to start the scene. Watch carefully, Stacie, and we want to know how you feel about what you are seeing. You may talk, but keep your voice soft so we don’t disturb the scene.”
Stacie again nodded and tried to focus on what was happening on the stage, and not what Seth was doing between her thighs.
The Dom had started running his hands up and down the body of the sub, and then he began to spank her bottom. After several minutes of spanking, he stopped and gave the woman some water to drink and spoke with her for a few minutes, nodding before walking to a small table on the stage and grabbing something with what looked like several strips of leather hanging from a handle. He started twirling the strips as he walked back to the suspended woman, and Stacie could see the strips barely grazing the skin of the woman.
“That’s a flogger. It’s made of deerskin and very soft. What he’s doing now will feel like a massage to her and help put her into sub space. Sub space is a place where a sub’s mind goes when the pleasure takes over. It feels like you are drifting on a sea of sensation, and I’ve been told it’s a very pleasurable experience. Some compare it to an extended orgasm, only not as intense,” Grant explained from behind her.
Stacie continued to watch as the man switched floggers two more times and the sub’s skin became redder. Each time he stopped, he gave the woman a drink of water and checked the cuffs on her wrists and ankles before starting again. Stacie could see how much he cared about the woman and her comfort.
Stacie could hear the woman moaning and see the movements she was making on the cross. After the man had used the third flogger on the woman, he slipped his hand between her legs, and although Stacie couldn’t see what he was doing, she could hear the woman’s moans increase in volume until Stacie was sure the woman had orgasmed with a scream.
When the woman screamed, Seth moved the hand he had been stroking her thighs with and slipped it into her slit, fingering her clit. It wasn’t long before Stacie came with a scream of her own.
Coming back to herself, Stacie saw that the woman had been let down from the cross and the stage was now empty. Grant was now kneeling in front of her and all three brothers were watching her intently.
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?What did you think of that, baby?” Grant asked as he turned her for a quick kiss.
“It was intense, but she seemed to enjoy it. Won’t her skin hurt now?” Stacie wasn’t sure what her reaction was . Before she had the chance to process what she had seen, Seth had made her come and now her brain was mush. She was lucky she remembered how to breathe.
“It feels a little like a sunburn, and he will help her so that it won’t bother her. She may notice some stiffness tomorrow, but it will be slight and most subs consider it a tradeoff for the pleasure they have received.”
Stacie nodded, still trying to process all that had happened.
“Would you be willing to try something like that with us?” Jake asked from beside her.
Turning to him, Stacie answered with a hint of panic in her voice, “Out here, in front of everybody?”
“Not unless you want to. We have a private room reserved and we can go there to play,” Seth answered.
“I don’t think I’m ready for anyone to watch, but I’ll try it in a private room. I can use a safe word?” She wasn’t sure how the flogger would feel and if she would like it.
“Yes, baby. Anytime we play, you will be able to use a safe word,” Grant explained, standing up and taking Stacie from Seth’s lap to stand her on her feet.
Jake and Seth also stood and the group walked to a hallway. Talking briefly to the man sitting at a desk just inside the hall, Grant signed a register and took a key from the man before leading them to a locked door.
Once inside the room, the men sat Stacie in a chair and asked her to choose a safe word. Stacie decided to make it simple and use the stoplight system, which the men agreed to. Then they gave her another bottle of water to drink.
There was a cross also in this room, but it was smaller than the one she had seen on the stage, and several other things she couldn’t identify. There was also a big bed. “We want you naked and standing against the cross, facing us,” Seth told her, and all three brothers started removing their boots and shirts.
Stacie slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders, standing to let it fall to the floor. Naked, she walked the short distance to the cross and stood with her back to it as instructed. It was all she could do to stand with her arms at her sides. She wanted to cross them over to hide herself, but the men had been working with her and told her this was how they wanted her to stand.
Jake was the first to walk over to her. “Beautiful, babe, just beautiful. Now to fasten your arms and legs so you don’t hurt yourself,” he told her, raising first one, then the other arm over her head and slipping the cuffs attached to the cross over her wrists. “Too tight?” he asked, once they were fastened.