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BOOK: Stoned (The Stone Series)
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I pull her legs over my lap and place our hands over her legs. I slide off her shoes and start to rub her feet while I continue to talk.

 

“My head was spinning. I was worried about everything that was happening in the city and my family and I needed to release some stress so I told her I was game for whatever. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. She told me to get naked and wait for her on my knees with my head down. I thought she was going to put something hot on so I did what she said. When she came out of the bathroom she told me to keep my head down. She came over to me and smacked my hand that was holding my dick, jerking off so I’d be totally hard and she grabbed the back of my head by my hair. She pulled my head down to her black leather boots and told me to kiss them. I did, it was hot. Then she made me kiss the heels and she told me I was never to look at her unless she gave me permission. She said she was my master and I would obey her, whatever she said. She told me I needed to be punished for my behavior in my dorm room, that I needed to learn how to control myself. She sat down on the bed and told me to stand up in front of her. I did as she said but I wasn’t totally comfortable standing there naked so I cupped my hands over my dick and she grabbed the riding crop and smacked my hand away. I got even harder if that was possible and let my hands fall. “That’ll do” she said about my erection and then told me she was going to spank me and I was to pick between the toys on the bed or her hand. I picked her hand and learned later that her hand could be worse than any toy there was. She took me over her knee and she slapped my ass hard a few times and I moaned without thinking about it. She slapped me a few more times and my hips started to grind into her legs. She warned me not to come until she said I could and I remember thinking I wouldn’t come without her touching my dick. I might have been young but I wasn’t that pathetic. Or that was what I thought.  She slapped me harder and harder over and over until I felt tears going down my face. I didn’t realize that I had continued rubbing against her legs until it was too late and I was at the point of no return. She must have sensed it and wanted to punish me more. She hit me a few more times making sure to graze my balls and that was all it took. I shot over her knee onto her legs and the floor. She was smiling when she said, “Oh, no, now I’m going to have to punish you for that. You’re going to have to learn how to control that.” She spent the rest of the hour working my cock over with a combination of the riding crop and the flogger.”

 

“And you let her do that? Didn’t it hurt? Did you like it?”

 

“Yes, I let her do it. She was older and hot and my teacher. You don’t understand what it’s like to be as horny as you are when you’re a teenage boy. You want it all the time; it’s honestly all you can think about.”

 

“How is that different from you right now?” she asks me.

 

“Okay, good point but I’m only this bad at this age with you, you know? I wasn’t like I am with you with anyone else.”

 

“Really, not with your subs?”

 

“No, not at all with them. Honestly, I was with them a few times a week at best. Usually just on the weekends at The Society and an occasional week night if they needed to be punished for one reason or another. It didn’t include sex every time either.”

 

Thankfully by that point we arrive at Megan’s but she makes me promise to tell her more of the story on the way home.

 

************

 

Megan and Jim meet us at the front door with a warm welcome and invitation into their home. It’s large and spacious. It’s a colonial that is decorated in a traditional style with modern appliances and amenities. The front yard is manicured and professionally landscaped. We are lead through the main floor of the house to the patio by Megan and Jim. The backyard is as beautifully cared for as the front with professionally landscaped grounds. There is an in-ground pool and hot tub at one end of the patio, we settle around the outdoor kitchen at the opposite end. Damian and I sit on the sofa together while Megan and Jim each take a large seat for themselves.

 

“Sydney, I must apologize for Andrea’s behavior last night. She is very sorry and we were all so upset that you left so early” Megan begins. “I want you to know that Andrea was punished for her behavior, she will apologize to both of you and it will never happen again. Sydney, we all want you to be comfortable with us, she had no right to do that.”

 

“Thanks, it’s not your fault. I don’t even know if it’s her fault. Can we really control who we fall in love with?” I ask not wanting an answer. The look in Megan’s eyes says it all. She couldn’t blame her any more than I could. She may punish her for it but she can’t blame her for falling in love with Damian. I suspect every woman, including Megan, who has contact with Damian, is in the very least a little bit in love with him. Some just act on their feelings while others are able to keep them at bay but that’s the effect he has on women.

 

We enjoy a nice lunch and I forget all about Andrea and Ryan. After we finish eating I tell Megan and Damian that I would like to talk about both of their projects together, creating similar but different spaces. I propose doing Damian’s playroom in a deep dark blue with natural dark wood trim and crown molding. Megan’s playroom would be done in a deep burgundy color, the trim and crown molding in her space would be done in a natural wood as well. I propose to have similar décor in both rooms. I plan on using the artist from the auction who creates the amazing nude works of art. Damian asks me to pose for the ones used in his space and I tell him I’ll think about it.  Megan asks if hers can be a combination of herself and Andrea and possibly some of them together. She’d also like to include some of male models as well. Damian just looks at me, shakes his head and mouths the word, “No.” He does not want any art work including male models in his playroom. I ask him if he’d want to do some poses with me. “One hundred percent but they will go in the master bedroom not in the playroom” he states.

 

“Okay now for the layout and the furniture or equipment in both spaces. I need to know what you each want or must have and what you don’t really need. I don’t want the rooms to be the same but assuming that the same people would be using both I thought some consistency across the spaces may be nice and create a comfort level for the subs. So tell me as far as equipment what do you both want? Megan, you go first.”

 

Megan asks for the table with the stirrups like she was using with Jim and Andrea at The Society and Damian agrees he’d like one in his room as well. Megan also asks for a swing but Damian declines, instead he’d like an X on the wall that he says is called a St. Andrew’s cross. He’s also considering a suspension system for the ceiling. They each ask for leather padded benches, two beds and a cabinet or drawers to store their toys. Megan would like a place to hang whips, floggers and the like but Damian would prefer not to display his on the wall, he’d like his in a cabinet. Megan wants a desk and Damian said that he can’t stop thinking about the pool table since I told him about my original plans from when I thought his room was going to be a game room. They both ask for state of the art audio equipment, TVs and cameras. Megan and Damian agree that they both want a two way mirror so people who want to watch but not be seen can do so, that would also mean making a space behind the mirror. I agree to see if that will be possible.

 

I take notes through our conversation and tell them that I’ll need a few days to research some stuff and finalize the designs. Damian offers to take us all to lunch at Stone’s at the end of the week to see what I’ve come up with and Megan offers to work with me on the purchasing of the equipment, toys and accessories.

 

When we are getting ready to leave Megan asks Damian and I if Andrea can come and apologize. Damian says its fine with him but looks to me. I tell Megan that I don’t think it’s necessary but she insists so I reluctantly agree. Megan sends Jim to retrieve Andrea while she leads us into the formal living room near the front entrance of the house. Jim leads Andrea into the room by a leash connected to a black leather collar. She’s wearing a black leather bondage outfit.

 

“Is this really necessary, Megan?” Damian asks when he feels me tense next to him.

 

“Yes” she answers curtly. “Jim, turn her around so they can see how nice and pink you’ve been keeping her. Jim is becoming quite the expert Dom.”

 

Jim turns her around like a dog at Westminster to reveal the back view. Her outfit has the ass cut out exposing her cheeks that are pink if not red. You can see small welts under the pink lines and when Jim smacks her hard she winces, she’s unable to make any sounds other than moans.

 

“Would either of you like to punish her?” Megan asks while offering Damian and I instruments.

 

I shake my head no immediately but it takes Damian a second too long for my liking to refuse.

 

“Fine, Jim take her back to the room and get her ready for me” Megan orders.

 

Andrea never raised her eyes, never looked at me or at Damian so I’m not really sure how this was an apology. It was more a display of the punishments she’s been enduring since last night.

 

Damian and I thank Megan and head to the car where we find Mac and Dominick holding both doors open for us. We each climb into the backseat to head back to the city. We hit bumper to bumper traffic the second we get to the highway. I ask Damian to pick up his story of S&M where he left off and he laughs as he kisses me first on the mouth then on my forehead and nose.

 

***********

 

I reluctantly continue to tell Sydney about Samantha and I.

 

“So where did I leave off?” I ask. “Oh, yeah she was beating my dick with a crop and a flogger. How could I forget that?”

 

Sydney laughs, “Isn’t that how all stories start?”

 

“Actually, a few that I know, yes. Anyway, she beat my dick for what felt like forever then she started to lick it in between slaps and finally the beating ended and she was giving me head. It was the best I had ever had but I was so afraid she was going to make me come and get pissed off again that I kept trying to think of anything except what was happening until she finally gave me permission to come in her mouth. After that she made me lay down on the bed even though it was painful on my ass and she made me repay the favor. She told me what to do to get her off. She came pretty fast and once she did she got on top of me, we had sex then she got up and went into the shower. I didn’t know what to do so I put my clothes back on and sat on the bed. When she came out she didn’t say a word she just snapped at me and I followed her to the car. She dropped me off near my dorm and told me I was to tell no one. She didn’t say good-bye and I had no idea if we’d ever hook up again or not. I went to my room and told Alex everything.”

 

“What did he say?”

 

“That it wasn’t fair” I say with a smile and chuckle.

 

“The next morning I heard from my mom that she was fine as were my sister and father. Tate called me; he and his wife were safe as well. I started hearing about friends who died and I made arrangements to go to the city for their funerals. I went to class and saw her but she didn’t speak to me so I thought it was a once off, until about a week or so later when she called my room and told me to meet her outside in five minutes. That’s how it always was, no warning just her calling and me being expected to drop everything. I was with her the four years I was in school but I’ll spare you more of the same details. After I left school I didn’t want to be dominated anymore. I went back to the city and started my own company and got my first sub.”

 

The traffic is still at a standstill and Sydney asks me to tell her about my subs. I’m not sure how much she really wants to know. I don’t think it would be a good idea to tell her of the ones from the last five years since I bought my apartment building where she’s living now. I certainly am not going to tell her about the video cameras that are installed in her apartment and how I used to watch them, how I’ve watched her.  Instead I start to tell her about The Society.

 

“I did some research and found a few clubs around that held parties or had mixer nights for people with similar sexual preferences as mine, which is how I met my first five or six subs and Megan, Jennifer and Lucas. We instantly hit it off and made plans for The Society soon after meeting. It took us about two years to be able to rent that space, we own it now but back then money wasn’t what it is for us, we were all just starting out. What else do you want to know?”

 

“What was it like with the girls you were with?” she asks me and it upsets me because I have never “been with” anyone but her and I try to explain that to her.

 

“Syd, I have never been with anyone but you. The others were like business arrangements. We negotiated and signed contracts, we didn’t get to know each other or hang out together. I didn’t need to be compatible with them or them with me at anything other than fucking.”

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