To Love and Obey (5 page)

“I would love to go but I have a date tonight,” Zerrin commented.

“A date, huh?” Nick inquired. It was part curiosity and part jealousy. He never took Zerrin to be the dating type. To be honest, he wasn’t quite sure what her type really was. It was clear she was more than a stay-at-home type of gal, but she wasn’t real big on the party scene.

Now some guy was taking
his
woman….erm, his
colleague
on a date. “I hope he’s a nice guy.”

“He seems like it,” Zerrin didn’t want to divulge too much. “I just hope he doesn’t bore me.”

“Well, where’s he taking you?”

“A place called The Dungeon,” Zerrin nodded.

The Dungeon. It was a BDSM club that Nick was very familiar with. He wondered what type of a guy took a woman like Zerrin to The Dungeon on a first date. He also wondered what type of woman Zerrin was to agree to go to a place like that. Nick concluded there was more to Zerrin than he realized and it intrigued him to know more. “That’s an interesting choice,” was all he could say.

“Yeah, I think so,” Zerrin thought about asking Nick if he knew about The Dungeon but she thought better of it. She also didn’t want to ask any questions if he had no clue what BDSM was about and her involvement in it. “Well, I need to get going. I have a date I need to get ready for.”

“All right. Well, have fun, Zerrin. I want details soon,” Nick smiled.

Zerrin turned around and faced Nick. “A lady never kisses and tells.” She then exited the classroom.

Nick stared at the closed door. If Zerrin wasn’t going to tell him about her date, he was going to find out for himself. He was going to spy on her at the club.

Four

Zerrin examined her body for the umpteenth time in the mirror. Her corset was tight enough; she could barely breathe. Her thigh high boots were threatening to be stuck on her thighs. She felt her ass to see if the skirt was still covering it; she knew couldn’t make too many movements or everyone and their mama was going to see what God blessed her with.

She had taken another chance on a Dom she met online, despite swearing off online relationships the last time. But this one was different. Her Dom seemed like He knew His stuff. Whatever orders He gave her, she complied with, no questions asked. They had built a rapport online and over the phone, getting to know each other a little before they proceeded with the D/s aspect of their relationship.

She wasn’t allowed to know His name, except only to refer to Him as Sir. He was into heavy metal and stayed up all hours of the night. Come to think of it, Zerrin realized she really didn’t know her Sir all too well. Maybe she’d find out more about Him when they finally met in person at The Dungeon.

She briefly glanced down at her cell phone and picked up her coat and purse. She needed to leave and be presentable for her Dom. She hoped He wouldn’t be disappointed with her appearance.

****

“
Well, well, well, if it isn’t Saint Nicholas,” The owner of the Dungeon, Lady Nikkia, gave him a hug and a kiss. She was a tall and curvaceous Black female who wore a bright pink bob cut wig that distracted Her potential submissives from the several intricate tattoos all over Her body. She had a dark chocolate complexion, rich in earth and gold undertones. She had been a Domme for as long as Nick could remember, and She was the one who had shown Nick the ropes—literally and figuratively. “I haven’t seen your face around here in a long time. What brings this visit tonight? Looking for a new submissive?”

“I am looking, all right, but not for a new submissive,” Nick hugged Her back, “I’m watching to see if someone I know won’t be in trouble.”

“Oh? She’s green to the lifestyle?” Lady Nikkia asked.

“I’m not sure,” Nick explained, “but I just want to make sure she’s not in over her head.”

“Ah,” Lady Nikkia nodded, “well, how can we assist you?”

“If you have some accessories I can borrow for the time being, that would be great. Also, I need the security to be at a close distance to me tonight.”

“You think it’s going to get that rough?” Lady Nikkia asked.

Nick thought about this temper. It was usually under control, but he had a feeling it probably won’t be for long once he saw Zerrin and her date. “Just as a precaution.”

****

Zerrin arrived at the front door of The Dungeon and breathed in the excitement. It was going to be her first official outing as a submissive, and she was very excited. What would her Dom ask her to do? What would He require of her? She didn’t know what to expect. All she knew it was going to be an unforgettable evening.

She walked to the front door of the club and signed in with the security guard who checked her off. Once inside, Zerrin dropped off her coat and purse at coat check and made her way to the bar. She sipped on her Cosmopolitan and looked around, taking it all in.

In the far corner, there was a Dom with two submissive females on each arm. Directly across from her, she noticed a Domme leading her male submissive by a leash and collar. Zerrin then spotted a gay couple wearing assless chaps walking in front of her. She briefly wondered what they all did for their occupations. One was probably a teacher. Another might be a minister. Some of the real young ones looked like they were barely out of high school. It seemed like The Dungeon brought out the kink in everyone.

“You came…” A low voice greeted Zerrin’s ear. She turned to see who it was and was surprised it was Sir. He was a tall man with a dark complexion and sharp green eyes. He had a thin build that was covered behind a black tank top and jeans but his presence commanded her attention.

Zerrin smiled upon realizing that she was finally meeting her Dom face to face. He was exactly how He described Himself online and through pictures. He was even more attractive than Zerrin had imagined. “I’m here, Sir.” She smiled.

The man caressed Zerrin’s cheek and smiled. “My little teacup. How are you?”

Zerrin didn’t like sudden invasion of personal space so soon. She had hoped they would have a conversation and ease into the touchy-feely. “I’m doing much better now that I know you’re here, Sir.”

“Very well,” Sir took the drink away from Zerrin and finished it for her. Zerrin was not amused. That Cosmopolitan wasn’t cheap. “Come with me, we need to get acquainted with another.” He held out His hand and Zerrin grabbed it.

She followed Him to a private room with dark velvet drapes and lighted candelabras on the walls. There was a queen-sized bed in center of the room flanked by end tables. The room had a dark, almost scary feel to it, and Zerrin didn’t feel entirely comfortable being there.

“Don’t be afraid,” Her Dom seemingly read her mind, “nothing bad will happen to you here.”

Zerrin nodded but still felt unsure. She quieted her mind and let out a small breath. “Okay, Sir.”

Sir yanked Zerrin by her arm, pulling her close to His body. “No matter what I tell you tonight, you will do it, understand?”

Sir had a painful grip on Zerrin’s arm, making her wince. Worry shot up her spine and she wondered if she cried for help, if anyone would actually rush to her side. “Y-y-yes, Sir.”

Sir pushed Zerrin to the bed and took off his shirt. He walked over to a dresser and took out a whip. He cracked it a couple of times, testing it. He then looked over at Zerrin with a smirk on His face. “Bend over, slut.”

Zerrin didn’t like where the new relationship with Sir was heading, and she immediately felt uncomfortable. “Sir, I don’t want to do this. I’m not ready.”

Sir walked over to her and sharply grabbed Zerrin’s face. “You’re going to do whatever I tell you to do.”

Zerrin read her Dom’s eyes. They were evil and menacing. “Sir, I…”

Sir backhanded Zerrin and she collapsed on the bed. “You will do whatever I tell you to do, slut! Is that clear? Is that clear?”

Zerrin touched her cheek as she curled up into the fetal position. Her cheek was fire-hot and stung with pain. “Yes, Sir,” she whimpered.

“Good, good,” Sir nodded as He flexed the whip. Just as He was getting ready to give Zerrin a lashing, the bedroom door opened. A guy came in and walked over to the dresser, rummaging through the drawers. “May I help you? I’m in the middle of a scene here?”

“Just one moment,” the man lifted a finger to silence the Dom as he kept rummaging through the drawers, “I’m almost done here.”

“Yo,” Sir was irritated. “Yo? Get the hell out of here, man!” The man wouldn’t budge as he kept looking for something. Sir walked over to him. “Dude, are you deaf?”

“A-ha! Found what I was looking for!” The man pulled out a
rattan cane
. “I can hear just fine but it seems when a woman tells you no,” the man flicked his wrist and swiped Sir at His thigh, causing him to fall down on his knees, “you don’t seem to hear too well.”

Before Sir could make another move, the man hit him with the cane several times over, making Sir collapse on the floor. The man snapped his fingers a couple of times and two women walked inside the room. “Bind and gag him,” the man instructed and the women nodded.

As the women were tying up the Dom, the man walked over to the bed and checked on Zerrin. “Are you okay?” He asked.

Zerrin recognized the voice.
It couldn’t be…
She looked up and met eyes with Nick. Had he been there all along? How long had he been in the club? “Nick…” she whispered.

“Shh…” He comforted her. “It’s okay now. One of the girls is gathering up your belongings, and I’m going to take you home.” He examined her face and saw the bright pink mark etched across her cheek. He felt anger boiling inside him once again. “Girls?”

“Yes, Master?” both girls answered.

“Give him
CBT
and then put an
impaler cage
on him,” Nick looked back at the Dom on the ground, hands and feet bound together and a ball gag in his mouth, “and make sure you throw away the key.”

“Yes, Master,” the women agreed.

Nick helped Zerrin stand up and led her outside to his awaiting Mercedes. Zerrin was already impressed by Nick’s choice of vehicle. It wasn’t a typical car of someone on a professor’s salary would drive. That wasn’t the only thing that piqued Zerrin’s interest. Nick was at The Dungeon and
he
had submissives as well. There was more to Nick than she realized…

****

“So this is it,” Zerrin looked at her apartment complex from Nick’s car. “Thank you for dropping me off.”

Nick turned off the engine and unbuckled his belt. “I’ll see you up.”

“Nick, it’s not necessary. I’m a big girl. I can definitely walk a few feet to my apartment,” she argued.

Nick was already out the door and opened Zerrin’s passenger door for her. “Again, I’ll see you up.”

Zerrin looked into Nick’s eyes and swore she saw a twinkle in them. Under the moonlight, he was incredibly gorgeous, and his blue eyes sparkled. She clearly saw what his female students had seen all along. She unbuckled her seat belt and grabbed his hand as she stepped out of the vehicle. They held hands as they walked to Zerrin’s apartment, stopping at her door. Zerrin let herself inside and Nick quickly did a scan throughout her home, making sure there were no surprises for Zerrin when he left her alone that night.

Zerrin’s apartment was modern yet comfortable. A purple sofa was flanked by two end tables sat across from the flat-screen TV. Two bookshelves stood against the walls along with pictures of Zerrin and her friends and family. The dining room was simple with just a table and chairs and Nick could tell Zerrin used the table as a makeshift office instead of a place to eat. Her bedroom had a romantic feel, with ivory and cream colors on the queen-sized bed and angel figures on the shelves.

Nick walked back to the kitchen and grabbed a frozen bag of peas from the freezer. He then placed it on Zerrin’s cheek. “Keep it there for thirty minutes to decrease the swelling. Take some Advil because that’s going to be very painful in the morning. Other than that, it seems like you’re fine,” his voice had softened.

Zerrin stayed still as Nick watched over her. Just being in his presence made Zerrin feel comfortable and needed, as if what happened earlier was a chance of fate to bring her and Nick together. She pondered the possibility of him being her Dom and properly teaching her.

“It seems like you’re good to go, so I’ll be heading out now,” Nick commented.

The thought of a D/s relationship left Zerrin’s mind once Nick spoke again. “You know you could spend the night if you want,” Zerrin suggested, hoping Nick would find a reason to spend the night with her. “You could sleep on the sofa. It’s really comfy.”

Nick smiled. “Zerrin, if I wanted to spend the night with you, trust me, I would not be sleeping on your sofa.”

A sensual air passed between the two, each silently daring the other to make the next move. “So I’ll see you around, then?” Zerrin waved.

Always the hero and never the boyfriend.
Nick read Zerrin’s eyes and could’ve sworn she didn’t want him to leave, despite what she just said. The proverbial line was drawn and Nick wondered if Zerrin actually wanted him to cross it.
“Sure,” Nick waved back, “see you later, Zerrin.” He then left.