Taken: Rough Devils MC Book 1 (BWWM Motorcycle Club Romance) (13 page)

“Have
you signed the contract?” he asked.

I
nodded and handed him the paper. I waited eagerly as his eyes scanned the page,
reading my answers. Fortunately, he found them acceptable.

“A virgin, eh?
I knew you were young, but I
figured with your eagerness to fuck me, you had at least had some experience.
But
it’s
okay, in two weeks’ time, you’ll be ready.”

He
looked up at me and put the paper away.

“Shonda,
from now on, you don’t have to go to work. In fact, I’d prefer if you didn’t. I
want you riding with us. We’ll get you a bike and everything.”

“O-okay,”
I said nervously.

He
smiled.

“I
can tell you’re a little freaked out. But after I’ve fucked you, you’ll
definitely be more… relaxed.”

He
stood up.

“I’ll
have one of my guys give you a tour later. For now, let’s get down to business.
Follow me to our Fuck Room.”

I
followed him along a gigantic hallway. I looked around, drinking in the sight
of my new home. Old paintings lined the walls and there seemed to be hundreds
of doors. I felt bad for whoever had to clean this, imagining them having to
clean all these rooms.

We
got to a single red door at the end of the hallway. Before opening it, he
turned to me.

“This
is what I call our ‘Fuck Room.’ I’ll give you a brief rundown of what we’ll be
using, how we’ll be using it, and what our schedule will be. We aren’t fucking
just yet, that will come soon enough. I want to show you my equipment first.
After that, my guy will settle you in.”

He
opened the door and I stepped inside. I gasped. This room was
huge.
It
was about the size of my entire hotel floor. Collections of whips and studded
belts lined the walls. There was what looked like a closet in the far corner of
the room filled with all kinds of outfits. On the other corner was a gigantic,
king-sized bed, where I assumed we’d fuck.

He
smiled, noticing my shock.

“Yes,
it’s a big room isn’t it?” he said, walking to the bed. “As you can see, I’ve
been collecting BDSM stuff for a few years now. That bed is where I test out
all my female recruits,” he said, pointing to it.

“Y-you’re
into BDSM?” I asked. I’d watched some porn with BDSM, but I’d never thought it
would be something I’d try out.

He
nodded.

“Oh yeah.
You’ll have to take a little
punishment before you can join us officially.”

He
must have noticed the startled look on my face. He smiled.

“Don’t
worry, I can tell whether or not a girl will like getting punished even if she
can’t. And I know you’ll love it. The stuff on the walls is mainly for show.
Very rarely will I use one of these,” he said taking a huge, thick cat o’ nine
tails off one of the shelves.

“I
have a huge collection of stuff we can use in my closet over there,” he said,
setting down the nine tails and gesturing to the little room in the other
corner. I followed him over, still looking around in awe at all the stuff on
the walls.

He
led me in to the brightly lit little room. I grinned in spite of myself as I examined
all the equipment in there, imagining someone using them on me. There were
several gimp outfits hung up, studded belts, collars, handcuffs, ropes, tape,
leashes, slings, paddles, and on the back wall, a huge X.

I
felt my pussy juice seep through my pants as I imagined Rust tying me up and
fucking me. I imagined him pounding me with a paddle, punishing me for being
naughty. He had everything I could possibly dream of. Holy shit, maybe he was
right. Maybe I did want him to punish me!

I
walked over to the back of the room and examined the big X.

“Ah,
that’s my X-frame. I don’t know how much we’ll use that, it’ll depend on
whether or not you want to keep up the punishment,” he said, walking over and
putting a hand on my shoulder. “Basically you get tied up with your arms and
legs sticking out, and I… pound you,” he said with a smirk.

I
grinned.

“When
do we fuck?”

“All
in good time,” he said. “First I think you need a little demonstration. It’s
time for your first punishment,” he said firmly, pointing to the ground.

My
heart started to pound. I was more nervous than I’d ever been in my life. But I
also felt something else - excitement. I bent down obediently and braced for
the pain. I heard a
thwock
and suddenly
fire erupted from my ass. Even with the shorts on it hurt like hell.
Thwock
went the paddle one more time as the
pain raced from my ass to my brain and spread all over my body.

But
it wasn’t just pain I felt. I almost wanted him to keep going. I felt my pussy
throb with desire as I waited for him to tell me it was okay to stand. I
couldn’t wait for him to punish me even more.

“Stand
up,” he commanded.

I
obeyed and straightened up, watching him put the paddle away.

“That
was only a little taste. When we fuck though, I think you’ll find it a lot more
pleasurable. I have to ease you into it or else you won’t like it. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good.
Now I’m going to call my guy and he’ll take you on a tour of the house. I’ll
see you later, baby,” he said, giving me a light spank as he brushed past me
and out of the room.

I
wanted to jump on the bed and relax and think about what had just happened, but
the guy was already on the way and I didn’t want to anger Rust. I waited
patiently in the doorway of the Fuck Room as I thought about all the things he
could do to me…

But
it wasn’t long before one of the bikers from the doorway showed up. “Hey honey,
I’m one of the officers here, Max.” He looked almost as hot as Rust did, with
black hair and tattoos running down his body.

He
beckoned to me and began to give me the tour. Rust seemed to have a room for
everything in this mansion.

There
were three floors, each for different things. The first floor held the Fuck
Room and several walk in closets along that huge hallway and in the living room.
Apparently the gang went out to clubs often; they seemed to have outfits for
any situation. The living room had a huge flat-screen TV and another couple
closets.
Nothing too exciting there.

The
kitchen was on the far end of the house near the sliding glass door to the
backyard. The backyard had a huge pool that the gang would use for parties.
Apparently it was the only pool for miles. According to Max they didn’t party
much, but when they did it was crazy.

Next,
he led me up to the second floor. This floor had only a few rooms. The first
room was the workout center. It had every kind of workout equipment I could
think of. No wonder these guys looked so fit. They must use this stuff every
day.

The
next room was the game room. It had another huge TV with game systems and a
huge
Blu
Ray cabinet. Max told me that when they
liked to watch a lot of TV, including porn. I didn’t look but I imagined they
had a whole other collection of pornos on their own cabinet. I giggled and
followed Max to the last room.

This
was the library. I was kind of surprised because Rust didn’t seem like the kind
of guy who was really into reading. It was also the biggest room I’d seen yet.
Books from every category I could think
of
lined the
shelves. His library was at least the size of the local public library. I
wondered why it was so big. I guess the gang liked to read?

I
followed Max out of this huge room and up one more flight of steps.

“This
floor is the bedrooms. There are fifteen bedrooms here. Not everyone lives here
though so there’s usually always room.”

“Which
one is mine?”

Max
pointed to a door at the very end of the hallway.

“That’s
yours. You sleep next to Rust’s room.”

“Do
you live here, too?” I asked, curious.

He
nodded.

“Yeah,
me
and five or so other guys live here permanently.
The gang only has about eighteen members, so if we wanted to we could all fit
up here.”

He
led me to my room where I found all my stuff already on the bed.

“You
can come down whenever you want and Rust will be ready. Good luck here,
Shonda.”

I
was way too tired to unpack. I drifted off to sleep, thinking about my new life
and Rust. I must have been asleep several hours because it was already dark
when I woke up. I stepped out of my room and went downstairs to the kitchen to
make myself some dinner.

I
found Rust already in the dining room at the table, sipping some wine and
reading a business magazine.

“Hey,
honey. Come sit down and eat something. I was just about to call you down
anyway. I think it’s time we get to work soon. When you’re finished eating,
we’ll go to the Fuck Room.”

I
grinned and sat down as Max came out of the kitchen and gave me a plate of
sandwiches and some iced tea. I ate in silence, my heart pounding faster and
faster as I realized that within the hour I’d finally lose my virginity.

“All
ready?” he asked when I’d finished.

I
nodded.

“Yes.”

“Good.
Let’s go.”

I
followed him out of the kitchen and down the hallway to the Fuck Room, getting
more nervous by the minute.

“Wait
on the bed, and I’ll get the equipment,” he instructed when we were inside,
pointing to that gigantic bed. I sat down obediently and waited for him to get
everything, grinning in anticipation. This was going to be one evening I would
never forget.

A
few minutes later he came out with only a couple things.

“We’re
going to start you with the basic stuff and then work our way up later,” he
explained, setting down the stuff on the bed. He’d brought out a pair of
handcuffs and a paddle. I grinned, already feeling wet.

“Get
undressed,” he commanded, pulling his own clothes off. I felt my mouth water as
I watched him take his pants off, revealing his massive cock. He looked more
gorgeous than ever. I fought the urge to stick a finger in my pussy and
undressed silently.

When
I’d finished he took a moment to examine my nude body. I could see his cock
rising rapidly in the dim light of the Fuck Room. My hole was sopping wet at
this point, begging to be filled.

He
took the handcuffs.

“Turn
around. We’ll start with these.”

I
obeyed silently, putting my shaking hands behind my back. A second later I
heard a soft
click
as the cuffs locked. I was his now.

“Are
you ready for your first little taste of what it means to be dominated?” he
growled into my ear. I shuddered with anticipation and nodded.

He
began to stroke me, gently at first. He turned me around sharply and pressed
his mouth onto mine suddenly, ramming his tongue down my throat with
a ferocity
I’d never experienced before. I responded in
kind, battling his tongue for control of my mouth, hands locked behind my back
as I let him take me.

He
moved from my mouth down to the nape of my neck and down my belly, showering me
with kisses all the way. Each touch from his lips sent a shudder of pleasure
through my body. He paused when he reached my clit, waiting for me to beg for
it.