Satin

Chapter 8

Kendrick's POV

When we had first seen him, I thought he would be a beautiful addition to our dynamic. His beautiful hazel eyes, chocolate hair, and pale skin looked very tempting. His body wasn't muscular but was still fit, which was how I liked my men. "What do you think about him Darling," I asked Madeline who was kneeling beside my legs. By now we're a month into our dynamic and she's getting better day by day. She is showing more of her naturally bratty behavior and I'm enjoying it a lot. I knew I could trust her to pass her first test with the club owner so we had it scheduled before the club was fully opened. He did three tests for those who were new to the lifestyle. She passed her first test and earned herself a training band and limited access to the club.

"I think he's adorable," she said with a smile.

When the first show began it was of a bondage scene between Master Solon and his submissive Georgia. Master Solon and I didn't get along too well. Our ideas of sadism clash rather harshly. He takes it too far in my opinion, even once drew blood on a past submissive. He was put on probation when the owner found out and I don't know if he still is.

I could tell Madeline was entranced by the scene she was watching. I knew she enjoyed being made helpless and used for my own enjoyment. Whether I bound her with actual objects or my words, she enjoys it.

"Darling," I said, catching her attention. She looked over at me and I freed my cock, "Suck but keep your hands behind your back."

She did do eagerly. When I looked around the club again, I saw him watching us, a bulge in his already tight leather pants. I then controlled Madeline's head as she sucked me off, watching his expression. Lust was evident in his eyes and I wanted to know just what fantasies he was having in that head of his. Maybe I could make them come true.

After I came and Madeline swallowed my seed eagerly she gave me a bright smile. I offered if she'd like to see if he wanted to come play with us in our playroom here at the club, but he was gone before we could. I decided to ask him the next time we saw him at the club. Madeline discussed that night adding a third to our dynamic. At first I thought that might be a bit much since she was new to the lifestyle but she pointed out to me, it was another submissive and they could act as a sort of mentor for her. Of course I don't think any amount of mentors could curb her brattiness and that was fine with me. We talked about how we would try and vet him.

Then here I see him at a desk, at a job he clearly doesn't enjoy. It was as if opportunity fell into my lap and I was going to seize it.

When I woke up this morning it was before either of them. He had slept in the bed with us and it was nice. I went to take my shower since I still have time before I had to wake Madeline up for her volunteer work. When I got out I dried off and put on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I went into the room and saw the two had closed the space between them. I chuckled softly with a shake of my head.

Madeline was extremely clingy in her sleep and Skylar was no different. I found it to be a comforting presence when I go to bed. During the majority of the week I miss having Madeline here but always seeing her text messages in the morning chase that feeling away.

I went downstairs and began making breakfast. Soon Skylar was in the kitchen, his brown hair a mess. "Good morning," I said to him with a small smile.

He gave me a smile, "Good morning."

"Coffee," I asked him, while gesturing to the coffee maker.

I showed him where the cups were and watched as he began making his coffee the way he likes.

When breakfast was ready I made my way up the stairs to wake up Madeline. She was spread out on the bed snoring softly. "Madeline," I said as I shook her.