After one crazy night of mind-blowing sex, in the comfort of their room, curled up tight together, spent and deliriously sated, once they'd finally fallen into a bone-tired sleep, Heath couldn't believe his damn cell phone going off and waking them, especially when it felt like they'd just fallen asleep. Blinking his eyes open, grumbling about being woken up, he flung his arm at the bedside table and made a grab for his phone. "Yeah," was all he could manage when he answered, rubbing at his eyes with the heel of his hand.
"Hi, Heath, it's Jerry. Sorry to call so early but I thought you might want to know that the body of a young woman was found floating not far from The Club. Her family identified her as Kassie Michaels and said she had a management job there. Did you know her?"
His heart nearly leaping out of his chest, Heath sat up in bed and clutched his head in his hand. "Oh, shit. Yeah, of course I knew her. I've been looking all over for her, and was hoping she'd just taken a few days off."
"No, unfortunately not by the sounds of what happened to her; right now the police are looking into whether it was suicide, or foul play."
Heath knew there was no way she would have taken her own life, and told his friend, "I'd bet money she was murdered." Then he explained how she'd helped him get a look at the auction records, and about the cryptic note she'd given him right before she disappeared, about being careful. And now it was probably his fault she was dead. If he hadn't gotten her mixed up in his investigation, she'd probably still be alive.
Then Jerry got his attention again when he said, "Seems she had a younger half-sister who was brought in there a sub, and she disappeared, too. But no one's ever found her. And now the cops are wondering if Kassie might have gotten a job in the club to look into what happened to her sister." As his friend's words sank it, it had Heath thinking twice, as he realized that he and Kassie had something in common that he never would have suspected. If she'd lost a sister to this place, too, it made sense that she'd been so willing to help him. Heath closed his eyes, and shook his head. God, she was such a nice lady, and he felt terrible that she'd been done away with, just for trying to find out what happened to her sister.
But since Lila had gotten up as soon as the phone rang, and been in the bathroom for most of their conversation, Heath decided to keep what he'd heard about Kassie to himself. No point in worrying her - at least until he had to.
After he'd finished his call with Jerry, when Lila walked out to join him, looking as smoking hot as she always did in nothing but her short black silk robe and heels with her long blonde hair loose around her shoulders, despite what he'd just heard, as Heath raked her over, thinking how amazing she looked, he couldn't help but smile. That was until he noticed she had her collar and leash in her hand, which had him rolling his eyes and shaking his head - one more day after today and then they'd be free of this place, and all the ridiculous play acting. And it couldn't come soon enough for him.
As they headed to the playroom, passing a few other Doms and subs in the hallway, as they always did, the Doms just gave him a quick nod, but every sub they passed gave him the eye, while flashing teasing little grins - which had Lila staring hard at his broad back as they entered their preferred room, telling him as she disrobed, "So I'm guessing part of you is going to be sorry to leave this place tomorrow."
He turned around mid-stride and looked at her like she'd grown two heads. "Why would I be sorry, when I can hardly wait to get us out of here?" Especially after what had happened to Kassie - which he still couldn't wrap his head around.
Still a little miffed, Lila shrugged as she tossed aside her robe. "Just thought with all the attention you get around here, you might miss it."
Fat chance - a lot of the women in here, like Shar, he'd found down-right scary. And now that he had Lila in his life - at least he hoped he did - he wouldn't care if he ever looked at another woman again. Not really caring who was watching, he pulled into his arms and pressed a kiss to her lips, gently cupping her face in his hands as he held her gaze, trying to tell her without words that she was the only woman for him now.
But as good it felt to stand and just hold each other, aware he still had to go through the motions for the camera with his delectable little
submissive
appearing to be at his mercy again, he got busy and tied her up, spread her legs and went down on her, nearly eating her alive, till she was frantically screaming his name, and quivering from head to toe, with how insanely hard he made her come. Then as he eyed her quivering pussy, he took hold of his achingly erect cock, wrapped it in a condom and began to nudge it inside her, smiling up at the look of sheer bliss washing across her face as they began to actually make love. In spite of the cameras trained on them, they both knew that things had changed between them, and making love was really what they were doing now. It wasn't just fucking anymore, it was like they'd connected on a whole other level that had nothing to do with where they were. And as he filled her tight little pussy with thrust after thrust of his hips, he knew this was where he wanted to be, buried in her nice and tight, hopefully forever. Not even sure how, but she'd gotten under his skin like no other woman ever had.
And once they had both come good and hard, nearly overflowing the condom with one hell of a mind numbing climax, with no desire to pull out, Heath pressed a tender kiss to her lips, smiling into her eyes as he took another moment to just hold her. He knew he'd fallen for her pretty hard, and hopefully once they were finally out of here, they could finally be honest with other about how they felt.
Finally blowing out an exasperated breath, as nice as it felt to be with her like this, he knew the show had to go on, since they were both very aware that their every move was being monitored by the surveillance cameras set up around the room. And doing nothing but kissing her mindlessly, while wrapped tight in the heaven of her arms, no matter how good it felt, would not go over very well with the people who ran this place. Since he'd already been warned by the Den Keeper that he was being too soft on her, he knew he had to pull out of her and get busy. Trying to decide what to use on her for today's performance, pretty much solely for whoever was looking in on them, he reached for a big thick, nasty looking dildo on one of the tables, lubed it up, then grabbed a small flogger, and muttered like the Dom he was supposed to be, "Spread your damn legs, bitch. Now I'm going to work that pussy till you scream your fucking head off."
Lila's eye opened wide at his change in tone, and then went even wider when she saw what he was holding, her heart rate already kicking up a notch in anticipation. And knowing better than to question his motives, especially in a play room, she spread her legs open wide, watching his gaze darken, realizing that the light trained on the table, would have her glistening pussy shining back at him. Biting into her lip, to hold back a grin, she asked, "You mean like this, Master?"
"Yeah," he muttered, "just like that." Stroking his already semi-erect cock, springing back to life just from the sight of her wet little cunt open and waiting to be plundered, he slid the tip of the dildo into the slickness of her opening, groaning as it disappeared into the depths of her body, watching her eyes fall shut as he began to work it in and out, her chest heaving as she softly began to moan, flexing her hips up off the table, eager to be filled. And he could feel his pulse leaping out of control at the erotic sight of her getting off while he used it to work hot little cunt into a climax. Juicy enough now that he could hear it, desperate for another taste of her, he dropped his head and sucked her swollen clit between his lips, quickly getting her writhing and twisting her fingers mindlessly into his hair, as he thrust his tongue inside her, pulling away the dildo and fucking her with his mouth, as she anxiously thrust her pussy against his questing tongue, silently begging for him to make her come. "It feels good, huh?" he muttered, pulling away, as he began to fuck her slow and steady with the long black sex toy again. Then lifting the flogger, he gently lashed each of her nipples, for a little added stimulation, smiling as her whole body jumped in reaction, then began to shift more desperately as he kept on working her pussy, good and hard, until she was lifting her hips in anticipation of the next thrust.
She might not realize how into kink she was, but he'd bet everything he had, after what she'd experienced here with him, that she'd never be willing to go back to boring vanilla sex again. But even as his cock grew thick and heavy with the need to fill her again, all he could think of was getting her out of this place, somewhere where he knew she'd finally be safe. And suddenly his mind wandered back to the last time he'd seen Kassie, passing him that note. God, she had the most amazing smile... and now she was gone.