Behind the Mask

Chapter 15

Luke's POV

We had arrived at the club just after eight and I was super depressed when they said the masked lady wasn't there. Victor had just suggested we leave when a tall redhead approached and asked for me by name. "Mr. Luke?"

"Yeah, that's me," I replied.

"Oh, thank goodness, I was worried you'd already left," she said with a sigh, "Mistress was able to come this evening and your name was selected. Are there any requests you need me to pass along to her - activities, positions, clothing, and such?" I thought I was going to jump out of my own skin - I was going to be her dom tonight. I turned to Victor and Gabe with a huge grin. I know I shouldn't gloat, but I couldn't help it. I had been wanting to do this for so long, but never had the courage until Sean said she didn't have a dom. I quickly scribbled down my requests and passed it to the woman. She looked at it briefly, "Very well, sir. I don't see anything she would really object to, but you'll be notified before she comes on stage if adjustments need to be made. Just a reminder, she does not allow penetration on stage or kissing. This also includes oral sex. This is a stimulation punishment session only. Do you agree with her limits?"

"I gladly agree," I said giddily. The woman walked off and I spun around, pumping my fist, "Fuck yes!" They guys looked at me and just laughed.

When the man walked her onto the stage and strapped her arms above her head my breath caught. She looked so innocent yet so sinful in the outfit I'd requested. "Hey beautiful," I whispered in her ears after I'd strapped her legs down. "Thank you for agreeing to my suggestions. I'm not going to gag you, so if you need to use your safeword then go ahead. I give you my word I'll honor it."

"Thank you, sir," she said quietly as I slipped the earbuds in. Her face looked so serene as I trailed my fingers across her naked skin barely making contact. I let the flogger skim over her nipple, then came down swiftly, making her arch and cry out. I suckled her nipples, then attached the clamps. The small jeweled weight tugged her nipples to the sides causing her to groan softly. I stuck the flogger against her thighs, alternating strikes keeping the pain new with each hit. She cried out as the flogger made contact with her clit. Setting the flogger aside, I came down on her clit with an open-palmed slap. She screamed, "Sir!" and then came, squirting so hard that it made my jeans wet through her panties.

I could see her slipping into subspace and quickly removing her restraints, and then lifted her into my arms. The guy from earlier led me down the hall to her private room. She gasped slightly as I set her down against the cold sheets. I took a step back and she whimpered. I removed her earbuds, "Hey beautiful, you did so well. You were amazing sweetie, now let me take care of you," I removed the clamps and gently ran my tongue across her sore nipples, making swirls as I massaged her other breast.

"Please," she begged.

"What do you need, baby?" I asked, pressing more kisses along her skin, "Tell me how to make it better." I massaged her thighs and pressed against her dripping panties, "Do you need more?"

"Yes sir, please," she whined, and tried to reach for him, but I hadn't removed the blindfold. Seeing her so desperate made me harder - if that was even possible. I unzipped my jeans and pushed them down. She stiffened immediately.

"I won't, baby," I reassured her and pulled her into my lap so that she was straddling me. I could feel her wet panties pressing against my cock. "Take what you need." Her hips snapped forward when I began to suck her nipples again. She rocked against my cock. "Fuck you feel so good, baby," I moaned as my hips began to move in response to her.

I slapped her breast and she cried out, "Yes, please!" Damn, she was so responsive. I slapped at her breasts, ass, and thighs, reveling in the sounds and movements each contact brought. "I need to cum, sir," she begged as her body began to shake.

I tangled my hands in her hair and pulled my hips, "That's it beautiful, cum for me," I groaned. She screamed loudly and her juices flooded her already soaking panties. I couldn't help my own reaction and came on her stomach with a loud groan. I held her against my chest as her body shook, stroking her hair and back, whispering to her, "So perfect, so good." I laid her on the bed and she mewled like a little kitten. I chuckled softly, "Just a minute, baby. Let me get you cleaned up." I stepped to the sink and got a washcloth, but when I looked down I realized I needed to get her outfit off, "I'm going to take your outfit off. I can't really clean it up, but I promise not to do anything else."

"Yes sir," She agreed and let me strip her. Once I'd cleaned her up, I stepped away again and came back with a soft robe and bottled water. "Thank you," she murmured as I tucked her into the blankets, her eyes drooping with exhaustion.

I sat next to her for a few moments, stroking her hair as she started to drift off. "You're welcome, baby. That was the best almost-sex I've ever had," I chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to the top of her head as her breathing evened out. Leaving her mask on, I placed the blindfold on her nightstand.

I left the room, locking the door behind me once I'd dressed. Gabe and Victor were still waiting for me at the table they had been sitting at during the show. I plopped down in the booth with a goofy smile on my face, "That was fucking amazing!"

"It's official," Victor grumbled, "I'm jealous." Gabe and I laughed and raised our glasses.

"A toast to the best show ever," Gabe said. I snorted and shook my head no. "What do you mean?"

"The best show was what happened when we went to her room," I snickered.

"I thought she didn't do sex?" Victor said.

"We didn't have sex, we had almost sex," I clarified and then recounted what had happened. "Hell, she never even saw my face. It was kinky, but I see the appeal in the hidden identity. While I could see her reactions, she could only rely on touch at first, then touch and sound in her room. There was no second guessing if we were enjoying each other, just reactions to the other's actions." I ran my finger over the rim of my glass thinking out loud, "Hell, I could walk up to her in a crowded room and she'd never know it was me - all of the pleasure without any fear of rejection or commitment."

"So are you saying that was a fuckin one-time deal? You don't want to try it again, or even try to fucking meet her?" Gabe asked.

"Oh, hell no, I'm not that crazy," I laughed. "I've never cum so hard with a woman in my entire life," I groaned as they both looked at me like I was exaggerating. "Really, not even Sang," I protested, "She reacted to every touch, every movement. It was...well, it was mind-blowing." They both laughed at me and we ordered another round of drinks, before asking for a car to drive us home.  

Author's Notes:  So how much longer can she keep her secret?  What happens when they start connecting outside the club more?  Hmmm...

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