Stella's Own

Part 13. Stella's Dante

Just before the club closed, Stella pulled Dante into one of the viewing rooms. Though her taunts had suggested she was going to make him one of her oiled up oggled at men, she sat him down and circled behind him. 

"This is what my men do. Professionally trained in every way." The window opened and there was a couple in the room, the woman was tied up to the bed, legs in the air, while the man was giving her the dick of her life. Another window opened on the wall to his right, and this time the woman held a whip and was flogging the mans rearend. His butt was pink but, the ball gag was soaked in drool and his eyes were rolled into the back of his head in pleasure. 

"They do what they are paid for." Stella explained sitting down next to him. A window on the left wall opened, this time the couple was laying in the bed fully clothed, just feeling eachother bodies, and french kissing. "If they want a hot make our sesh, they get it. If they want to feel incontroll for once, my men will galdly submit. And, if they don't want to use the brain power to enjoy sex," Stella gesutred at the first window, "they'll get a good dom." 

"Wait, so the men aren't inherantly submissive? Isn't that you're whole brand." Dante asked. 

Stella laughed, and had a tender smile across her face, "It might be my brand, Dante, but there are many ways for a women to feel empowered. I just happen to like my men submissive. This club is centered around female and even queer empowerment. Sometimes my gay friends like to partake in my selection. And people even coordinate their own parties where everyone partakes." 

"Like orgies?" Dante questioned a little stunned. 

She nodded, "Like orgies. That is all corrdinated by Tiff. I'm not an orgy partaker myself, but as long as we are paid well, we'll galdly host."

"Aren't you concerned that some of your men might like...." Dante paused not knowing quite how to phrase his question. 

"Like to inflict pain on women in a sexual and  mysoginistic way?" She finished his stentance and he nodded. "We do extensive backround checks on who we hire. Transcripts, interviews with firends and past lovers, credit checks, and I even have PI's watch them for a few months before we fully hire them. My firends know they are safe to explore any kind of sexual experiance they want here." Stella smiles at him, proud of her own doing. He could feel her proudness too. This wasn't just a sex club to her, this was her safe space, prize posession, her own contribution to level the playing field in a male dominated world. 

Dante looked at her with a sweet smile, "Thank you for sharing this, Stella ." 

She shrugged and continued watching the couple in front of them. "You're my bodyguard, you might as well know what really goes on in this this place, and what it means to me. And I trust you." Dante stiffened.

They sat in silence for another minuet or so. Then Danted asked, "They know they are being watched, right?" 

She laughed again, "Yes, they know. The door has the discription of the kind of room it is, these say 'Exhibition Room'. It's a kink some people have."  

Stella and Dante sat in the viewing room untill the club closed and the couples all cleared out, then he watched crews of people come in and disinfect the roughts throughly. But they continued chatting about their sex lives, kinks, and other interests. He learned that Stella sees being dominate as a way of physically taking controll of the men she cannot. And Stella learned that Dante is a switch, liking to be bossed around and dominated, and also likes being strong and rough. 

After a long silent pause, Stella turned serious. "Dante, I don't know how Antonio keeps getting close to me, but the next time it happens, I'm going to send you back to my father and ask for Luca. I need a guard who can keep me safe."

Dante, ducked his head as she stood up. "Yes, Ms. Bruni."

"Let's go home." She ordered.