Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter 41

Mistress

I'd arrived at the club and used the back entrance. There were more Nermac there than typically showed up, and I wondered who it was that Ally wanted me to see. There had to be a reason she wanted me here so badly.

Seeing Ally, I crossed the room to talk to her.

"Hello, Ally," I said, ignoring Troy, who knelt at her feet. "Lauren," she responded, kissing my cheek. "I'm glad you came." "I wasn't aware it was optional," I remarked sarcastically.

"It will be worth it," she grinned.

I glanced around the room and saw many familiar faces, including Shane and Taylor. There was one woman, however, that caught my attention. She was a submissive—wearing a collar and leash—standing next to her Dom. She looked the same as many submissives, yet there was one thing that was different. One very big thing. I could hear her heartbeat.

"Who the fuck is that?" I asked Ally. "That is tonight's demonstration."

Someone brought a fucking human to the second floor? It was stupid and dangerous. I'd occasionally brought one of my human submissives to a BDSM club, but never to the second floor of Verde's Dirty Little Secrets.

"What do you mean they are tonight's demonstration?" I asked, hoping for more of an explanation.

"Jeremy is going to demonstrate the whip on his pet. He thought that our kind would like to see how pink her ass gets."

"We could see that downstairs," I complained.

"The skill level down there isn't that of Jeremy's. Besides, Lauren, I'm sure there is something you could learn here tonight."

I didn't doubt Ally's words. The whip wasn't my implement of choice, but it never hurt to learn new things.

The demonstration started a few minutes later with Jeremy leading his nude submissive into the center of a circle of Nermac. "Good evening, everyone. Tonight I am going to be demonstrating the use of a single-tailed whip on my submissive. You will notice that her ass gets red, but I never break the skin. If having a human here disturbs you, please leave, as she is my mate, and I would attack anyone who threatens her."

His mate was a human? I looked over at Ally, who was staring at me. "Yes, Lauren. He is mated with a human. You can learn from him," she said somewhat smugly.

She turned to look back at Jeremy, who now had his submissive kneeling before him. "Would you like me to use the whip on you, my little cherry?" he asked in a commanding voice.

She nodded.

"Then earn it while I tell these people all about what a pain slut you are."

She moved quickly for a human, unbuckling his belt.

"I met Hannah in a club. She was dissatisfied with her current Dom, and

I offered to train her. I loved how red her skin got, earning her the nickname 'cherry,'" he explained as she removed his cock from his pants.

I was expecting her to give him a hand job, so when I saw his cock disappear into her mouth, I nearly ran over there to shake him—to ask him if he was planning on killing her—but I was frozen, watching.

"She does this every time to earn her whipping," Jeremy continued explaining, but I wasn't really listening. I was too busy gawking at the sight of his cock disappearing into her warm mouth. A bit of what he said registered, though. Jeremy had just said she did this every time! They had done this before and she'd survived? I knew the odds weren't in her favor, but could it possible for my butterfly, too?

I saw her head bob up and down on his cock. He stayed perfectly still until he grabbed her hair and commanded, "Drink, cherry."

It was unmistakable that he was coming in her throat. She was swallowing fast, and still, dribbles of it leaked from the corners of her mouth. She used her tongue to clean off his cock and then licked her lips.

I was rock hard from the demonstration, and not because of what I'd seen, but from what I hoped I'd now be able to do.

I turned and looked at Ally again, who was smiling ear to ear. "You're welcome, Lauren," she giggled.

I turned back to watch the demonstration again, but my mind was lost in the possibilities. Dozens of images popped into my head, all of them with my butterfly's lips wrapped around my cock. "Oh fuck," I groaned aloud, adjusting my erection. I'd need to think about everything later, in private.

We all stayed for the rest of Jeremy's demo. It really was beautiful the way he worked his pet over, and as promised, her skin turned cherry red. The sounds she made were beautiful, and I enjoyed listening to her heart race. When Jeremy was finished, cherry's body was covered with sweat and her hair hung in wet strands around her face. She was stunning. He lifted her up and carried her into one of the private rooms, motioning for me to follow.

I wanted to ask him questions about his demonstration, so I went. By the time he'd gotten to the room, his cherry was asleep in his arms. He placed her on the couch and covered her with his jacket.

"She sleeps after a scene," he explained. "It seems to have to do with my come. When she drinks it, she is more energetic and can withstand a high amount of pain, but after a while, she is exhausted and she sleeps."

"Aren't you worried it will kill her? Doesn't it contain toxin? And clearly she knows you're a Nermac. Isn't that dangerous for her?"

I rattled off the questions and he answered them all. He explained that he and Hannah had been in a D/s relationship for over a year. It was during that time he realized they were mates. When he told her he was a Nermac, she agreed to attempt the genetic alteration. Jeremy wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but he also wanted to play with her as a human for a bit longer. Since they had already made the decision to try, the governing Elders didn't care that she knew he was a Nermac, as long as the attempt was made within two years. The perk of knowing you were going to alter someone was that you could be a bit more reckless. That was how Jeremy had learned that it was safe for her to give him a blowjob. It turned out there was no toxin in the ejaculate. They also planned to make love as Nermac and human soon—something most would consider too dangerous. "If I hurt her, I will paralyze her immediately and begin the process," Jeremy had told me.

I left the club to race back to my apartment. I had to see my butterfly, even if it was from afar. Resisting the urge to call her to the playroom in the middle of the night just so I could pleasure myself with her warm mouth, I watched her while she slept peacefully, instead.

When she woke in the morning, I went to spend some time in the UV machine. I knew I needed to get my cravings under control before we attempted what I saw last night at the club. An hour and a half later, my primal urges were quelled, though it did little to calm my nerves. There was only one thing—one person—that calmed me, and I went to surprise my butterfly during her lunch break, giving us both what we craved.