Saturday – September 23, 2023
It didn’t take me long to figure out what was happening.
Cole was headed to our room - room 236. And he’d been lying about his rodeo bag. I was pretty sure my original guess had been correct. It was a BDSM bag. Which meant he was definitelynotgoing to be a gentleman tonight.
And that was totally fine with me.
I’d seen an entirely new side of him over the past couple hours. He wasn’t just a cocky asshole. He was a former scrawny nerd with deep scars from Kat’s bitchy claws. So he put on a cocky façade to prevent himself from getting hurt again. Tonight, though…the only one getting hurt was going to be me. In a sexy way, I hoped.
Oh God.I’d read some books about it and seen a few videos, but I’d never considered trying BDSM. I hoped he wouldn’t be too extreme. I could handle a blindfold and some handcuffs, but I wasn’t ready for him to alligator clamp my nipples to a car battery.
I started making a mental list of my hard limits as I climbed the stairs. No anal beads. No butt stuff at all, actually. Except light spanking. That would be fine. And handcuffs could be fun…
Focus!My hard limits brainstorm was quickly turning into a list of fantasies. You really can’t blame me though. I mean…just a few hours ago Tanner had been the ultimate tease. And thengrinding all up on Cole had got me hot and bothered all over again. I’d originally thought my panties were soaked from all my sweat, but now I wasn’t so sure.
I got totally lost in Kat’s mega mansion, but a nice couple finally pointed me in the right direction.
My palms were sweating as I fished the key out of my clutch and put it into the lock of room 236.
Here goes nothing.
A horrible thought occurred to me as I opened the door. I hadn’t come up with a safe word!Oh no!That was like…BDSM 101. Always have a safe word. For some reason, the first thing that came to mind was, “Yes, Daddy!” I know it seems counterintuitive, but my reasoning was that such a gross phrase would immediately kill the mood for everyone involved. Which kind of made it the perfect safe word.
Room 236 was really more likesuite236. The door opened into a sitting room filled with sleek modern furniture. On one side was an open door to the bathroom, and on the other side was an archway into the main bedroom. Neon red light poured through the archway.
Neon red light?How very appropriate for a BDSM sex dungeon.
I straightened my dress and walked into the red room. In the center was a huge four-poster bed occupied by…
What the fuck?!
Tom was sprawled on the bed, completely nude except for a leopard print blanket strategically placed over his junk. “Hey baby,” he growled. He crossed one leg over the other and stamped it against the mattress. “Ready for the time of your life?”
Oh God why?! What is happening?!In a total panic, I yelled out my safe word: “Yes, Daddy!”Oh fuck my life.
“Oooh, Cole didn’t tell me you were such a freak. I like that.”
I had never wanted to die more than I did in that moment.
I threw my hands out to block my view just as he tore the blanket away from his body. And then I ran like hell. Through the winding hallways. Down the stairs. Outside. Into the parking lot. That was probably far enough, but just to be sure I hid in the bushes for a few minutes.
What the actual fuck was that?There was so much to unpack about what just happened, including a number of horrible realizations about how bad of a person Cole really was. Because if Kat’s husband was in my room, that meant Cole was…in Kat’s room.
I had no idea what to do. But I knew who would. Chastity. I pulled out my phone and called her.
Please pick up. Please pick up.
My phone suddenly switched to video and Chastity’s face popped up on my screen. Cum was dripping down her chin and I could see Angel thrusting in the background.
“Hey!” she said with a big smile.
“Jesus,” I said. “You guys arestillgoing at it?”
“Yeah. We took a little break, but then we decided to go back to my princess suite to keep the party going. Wait, where are you? And where’d you get that bomb ass dress?”
“Long story short, I went on a date with Cole and it was a huge mistake and now I need your help.”
“Whoa, slow down.” She frowned and looked back at Angel. “No, not you. If anything I’d prefer if you sped up.” She turned back to me. “You went on a date with Cole?”
