This is the non con segment of the site but has a ton of BDSM in it. The non con is because of obvious reasons. I am terrible with grammar so I hope this isn't too badly done. I am a busy woman so how often a new chapter comes out I cannot promise. Hope you like, let me know what you think.
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Once upon a time I was a good person. Yes a person who had morals and limits. Now I am a monster a pure criminal, I will share with you my tale of evil, why? Because I lavish in this new monstrous creation I have become. Every day I enjoy the fruits of my evil doings.
It started when she showed up at the club. .. I suppose I could explain. Well my name is Cyan, I am a lead member and quite lender to the Kink exchange. A bdsm club that caters to those who want to form a community like setting where we could get to know each other and share knowledge and even ourselves and partners if we so decided. Originally I only joined because of my friend Allen, he is my best friend and was so into the idea I wanted to back him up.
That was 7 years ago I was 27 at the time, thought I knew everything about bdsm when I joined. Though I was more informed then most beginners I had a lot to learn. Now me and Allen as far as some of the first members practically run the place. I stay in the background more, not in it for stardom I find the 'groupies' annoying. I am a kind but most certainly firm master.
Though I don't mind assisting with new subs I don't plan on bringing any on personally.
Over the years the place go much more popular, we went from the few to the many in no time. One could say we were the top of the food chain in such a large city that is saying something.
Well, that isn't what made me a monster no. One day Alexis arrived, a beautiful red headed bomb shell that any man would die for. She has stunning green eyes long bright red curls that glimmer like fire and curves that would keep a man salivating for days to come.
I usually saw myself as someone above all that nonsense, looks aren't everything even in a club built on sexual fetishes. However I might have given her a chance, but she was a dominatrix, and that would not do for me. So I left her alone a kind acquaintance was all we were ever meant to be. I began to hear rumors that she was a rough and tough dominatrix, a few of the younger female subs started to quit the club. We had a conversation with her but she came out looking innocent.
I mean we always have safe words, if they weren't comfortable they should have said so. I never thought more of it. Until Bill came in the back room where I was sitting in the chair sleeping. He was crying and I was worried for him. Bill was Allens full time sub for the last five years. I was not a bisexual or gay, I liked the woman but Allen was bisexual but loved Bill so fully that they were what some may call soulmates. It was something to envy and Bill was always so loyal the perfect sub and lover for Allen. So to see him crying and in such a state had me worried.
"Ooo. oo so.. sorry Cyan I did didn't know you we were in here." The young man stuttered through his tears. I stood up instantly.
"What happened Bill what's wrong?' i asked taking in his bright pink stripes down his back.
"Nothing, i i uh." He sunk to the floor and I walked over. It was in my blood I needed to comfort him, in that moment he was not just a sub he was my friend and he needed help.
After a long conversation and a lot of coaxing I learned that Bill had went to have his fun with Alexis. She didn't know whose sub he was but it shouldn't have mattered. She had ignored his safe words and had abused the young man. Apparently using toys a little too big for the young man as well as crossing the threshold of pain that the man could handle by using implements of punishment to strongly on the young man.
I was furious but Bill begged and begged, and I didn't bring it up to Allen.
He came and stayed with me for a few days under the guise of helping me train another slave. When he honestly used the time to heal and get some rest. I was angry and planned on telling Allen, he should have the choice to defend what was his and this woman was causing to much havoc. During that time I began to ask around. Including contacting some of the members that had left because of Alexis.
Come to find out the woman was a monster, she had some of the girls honestly raped. Thinking that they were there to play with Alexis and that was it. She would then invite other men to come in thinking they were invited to use the woman bodies.
Apparently Alexis was a hurricane that was the opposite force to everything we stood for. Safe sane and consensual meant nothing to this walking time bomb and I needed to do something about it.
Here is where the change started happening. You see I was once a man who followed laws and moral codes. That man would have called the police would have had her banned and went from there, but the police would likely just judge us and nothing would have happened, and if she was banned where would she go next.
If it had gone on this long in such a restricted and controlled club as ours what kind of havoc could she cause in smaller areas with less conversation.
I knew two things, one we needed to start revaluating who got into this club and made sure that all the subs knew they could talk to all of us, that all doms needed to be held accountable for their actions and that we would back anyone up no matter how long they had been a part of the club. Apparently we had been falling to lax in this area and that was disturbing.
Secondly I knew she had to pay. She wouldn't go unpunished, but how does one make someone pay when you know that they will not have to deal with the cops. Most of the submissive didn't want to deal with court or anything like that. Allen would have probably killed her if he knew what happened, and that seemed such a waste.
That's when it hit me, I would punish her myself she wouldn't see it coming, I would have to make her my friend, make her feel like I was no threat in fact an aid. I would have to move quick, I didn't want her stink to fill up our community any longer. I should of known then what I was planning was too, far that it would taint my soul, but I don't think I could of beat the crap out of her like we would of if it had been a man responsible for these things.
Knowing our community the man would likely not live afterwards, but I couldn't do that to her, not when she could fuel my deepest and darkest.
When I first approached her it was awkward, she knew that I was not coming to her for services. Maybe she was standoffish because she knew that she had been doing some real wrong. However after the first few times talking she realized that I had the 'hookup' in the club.