Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter Thirteen

Mistress

Things had not gone as I'd planned, but despite that, they appeared to be working out well. I'd thought my butterfly and I would have a quiet evening, just observing, but then Lucy had to go and open her big mouth.

Having spent some time alone with me, butterfly went off with the other submissives, giving me a chance to talk to Mike and Ally.

After being apart for only thirty minutes, I needed her with me again. She seemed so comfortable I decided I'd try a little playtime with her. I wasn't ready to have a scene with her in the main room where everyone could see, but not because I didn't want to fuck in front of people. Hell, I'd performed with Lucy on countless occasions. It was butterfly that I didn't want the others at the club to see, hear, or smell. There were other options and I planned on using them.

After getting my girl from the submissives' section, I slipped the silver leash back on her wrist. I needed to make it evident that she was taken, as we would be walking past the place Taylor and Vincent were publicly punishing Lucy.

I'd watched from afar as my sister had flogged Lucy, showing her no mercy. Lucy had screamed out in pain, but I knew that she'd never call red because that would mean she wasn't able to handle Taylor as a Domme. As we were walking past, Taylor put down the flogger and was using a strap on to fuck Lucy. As she pounded into her pussy, Vincent fucked her face. It was hot, and several men, including Shane, had their cocks out and were masturbating to the sight. I didn't like walking my butterfly so close to so many cocks, but it was the only way to the place I wanted to take her.

As we walked past, I pulled her close to me. Her eyes were on the floor, but I knew she'd taken in much of the scene around her. Not even acknowledging it, I walked her through the small crowd and down a hallway.

Just like downstairs, there were many themed rooms to help people with their fantasies and fetishes. My butterfly's eyes were wide as we passed several doorways, but I led her to the one I'd chosen for us.

We stopped at what looked like a police interrogation room. Many submissives and Doms liked the idea of being forced to submit. This room was well supplied with police paraphernalia, as well as other, harsher equipment. There were handcuffs, shackles, spreader bars, and rubber hoses, along with other more serious devices that could be used for torture.

There was only one item that had drawn my attention, however, and I'd show it to her after we had gotten reacquainted. She stepped into the room cautiously, and I quickly closed the door behind her, flipping the lock.

She jumped at the noise. Without hesitation, I grabbed her wrists and held them above her head, crashing my lips down on hers. She opened her mouth like a good girl, and I tongue fucked her until her knees started to tremble. Finally confirming she was completely mine, I pulled back and gave her permission to look around for the first time.

"This is a special room that some Doms use with their pets. Each has his or her own reason. I brought you here for a special reason, too." I turned her around so she faced a large glass window.

"Do you know what that is, butterfly?"

Her eyes were wide and she nodded her head. "Say it. What is it?"

She swallowed. "It's uh, a two way mirror."

"Yes, butterfly. And do you know who is on the other side of the mirror?"

She shook her head.

"It could be one man, or a dozen men. Did you see what they were doing when Taylor was teaching Lucy a lesson?"