Suncoast Society: A Very Kinky Valentine's Day Part 3
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Thats when I realized I should have let you gone up there and kick his a.s.s, Mark had told her. Because he never would have forgotten that lesson.
After Mark finished sitting the now terrified kid down and having a very long and one-sided heart-to-heart talk with him, hed called Sonya and had her meet him there at the apartment.
Thats when she proceeded to chew the little a.s.shat a new one and then told the kid to go f.u.c.k himself.
Mark hadnt even given her parental side-eye over dropping the F-bomb in front of him. He was too d.a.m.n proud of her.
He suspected she might end up making up with the little a.s.shat, because thats what kids did. But Mark was confident that if the little a.s.shat tried to do something like that again, hed think twice before asking Sonya to do it.
Especially now that hed met Mark. Mark had shown him the concealed carry permit he kept in his wallet"because brandis.h.i.+ng his gun would have been against the law"and Mark had promised that if he heard another bad word from his daughter about the kid, theyd never find his body.
Not exactly in those words, but close enough.
No, he wouldnt have really done that. But Mark had four years of a drama minor in college while he was going for his accounting degree.
Combined with his size, his beard, and the fact that hed changed out of his dress s.h.i.+rt and tie and into his black T-s.h.i.+rt and leather vest, which were in his rope bag in the trunk of the car"which June had been harping on him to unpack"he suspected the kid had been close to wetting himself.
He couldnt help it if the kid"erroneously"a.s.sumed he was a big, bad biker dad.
Too bad its not prudent to play the see I told you so card about the rope bag in the trunk.
Not even he would push that with his wife. She might be his willing slave, but shed go momma bear and terrify even him over those two girls.
One of the reasons shed forced both girls to take martial arts cla.s.ses while in high school. Hed made sure they could change their own tires and check their oil and fluids.
June had ensured they could kick a.s.s and take names.
I always thought Maren would be the one wed have to worry about, June continued. The way she bounced around with boyfriends. I thought for sure shed be the one wed worry about.
They actually saw Maren a few times a month. Her second year at USF in Tampa, she was living in a dorm there and not only pulling in great grades, but possibly in line to make it to the national collegiate champions.h.i.+ps for swimming. Likely wouldnt make it onto the Olympic team, but she was d.a.m.n good. Every spare moment she wasnt studying, she was in the pool or gym training.
Shes focused and dedicated. And, to be honest, shes a little smarter than her older sister.
He didnt have to glance at his wife to sense Junes dark look.
Well, she is, he finally said. Her SATs were better than her sisters, and her GPA in high school was better. Im not saying Sonyas not smart. She is. I just think Marens smarter. We have empirical data to back that up.
June let out a snort but didnt answer. He risked a glance at the next stop light.
Hed returned home a little after six that morning and went straight to sleep until two hours earlier. Thered been a s.h.i.+t-ton of yard work hed wanted to catch up on that morning, and his jaunt to Gainesville and back had totally farked those plans.
After theyd left the kids apartment, Mark had taken Sonya out for dinner, finally finding a hole-in-the-wall dive that wasnt too packed, considering it was a Friday Valentines Day night in a college town.
There, theyd sat for two hours, talking.
He couldnt even tell June all theyd talked about, because Sonya had asked him to keep it to himself.
And hed learned early on that the only way to keep his daughters trust was to respect their wishes over something like this.
Sonya had admitted she was struggling academically, and her tennis game was suffering as a result. Hed listened without judgment and then offered up practical advice.
And had promised to drive up the next Wednesday to meet with her and a school counselor to see what could be done, if anything.
He didnt want her to lose her scholars.h.i.+p. Yes, he could cash in some retirement funds to bankroll it. While that wasnt the best option, letting his daughter start out her life eyeball deep in student loan debt wasnt a good one, either. Hed rather write her a personal loan"on paper"and make her pay it back to him over the years.
June was the best wife and slave and mother to his kids he could ask for, but she had a deeply compet.i.tive streak their eldest daughterdidnt. Once hed sussed out the best plan for everyone, then hed bring June into the loop, ease her into the situation, and hope she didnt explode.
Hence his comment about Sonyas intelligence.
No their daughter wasnt dumb. But he sincerely hoped she settled down into a career as a teacher"which is what she wanted to be"found a decent guy to marry and stay married to, and then Well, that was pretty much it.
Maren was studying to become a sports therapist, and had mused on the possibility of going to medical school. If she really wanted to make it happen, he suspected it wouldnt be a case of her calling them and asking for a handout. It would be her coming home for the holidays, announcing shed made the switch, and then laying out a detailed plan on how she was going to make it happen without needing their help in the process.
Tenacious. Just like her mother.
Yet with the seed planted in Junes head now that maybe Sonya wasnt quite as perfect as her sister, it would make the future a little bit easier on all of them.
He hoped.
They found a place to park on John and Abbeys street just down from the house. Were only forty-five minutes late, he said. Not bad.
She turned to glare at him.
Sweetheart, let it go for the night.
I wanted to go kick his a.s.s.
I know you did. I handled it. Tonight is our night. Okay? Were going to have fun with our friends, eat some good food, and make merry. Im going to tie you up, spank your a.s.s, f.u.c.k you silly, and then take you home. And then tomorrow were going to sleep late.
What about the yard work?
f.u.c.k the yard work. Just a few weeks back, someone was saying something about wanting to do more of this. Well, tomorrow, someones going to spend the day naked, collared, and on her knees sucking my c.o.c.k while I chill out and watch hockey.
She finally smiled. I guess I need to let go, huh?
He caught her hand and kissed it. Theyre good kids. Hey, she called you. Thats a win.
I still wish youd have let me go with you.
It was better this way. I scared the p.i.s.s out of him. If youd been there, it would have softened the effect. Tonight he was wearing a different black T-s.h.i.+rt, but the same leather vest, which was covered with various pins and patches from BDSM conventions and events theyd attended.
Had the kid actually looked at some of them, he would have realized Mark wasnt a biker. Theyd kept their BDSM activities from their daughters over the years, although they knew their parents had a 1950s-style dynamic in their marriage.
Which theyd told their girls was their choice, and didnt mean it was how they had to conduct their own relations.h.i.+ps. Mark had always worried about the girls, hoping they hadnt picked up the wrong message.
The way Sonya had yelled at the kid was proof hed been wrong there. Shed stood up for herself, called her mom, and then ended things.
Hopefully the kid wouldnt try to weasel back into Sonyas life. Or if he did, hopefully hed think twice about repeating this little stunt. And, hopefully, hed now respect Sonya more.
Mark could only hope.
Tonight, he softly said, youre going to be my good girl, and youre going to do what I say and let me kick that thinking brain out of gear for you. Okay?
She nodded. Yes, Sir.
Show me.
She lifted the hem of her sundress. Underneath, she was naked, no panties, no bra.
Good girl. He leaned across the seats, cupping one hand behind her neck, the other slipping between her legs to finger her bare p.u.s.s.y. He kissed her, hard, feeling her melt, that telltale sign she had that she really was disengaging her brain and letting him fully take over.
He knew some people saw their size disparity and wondered how she managed to keep up with him. He was like a huge sequoia to her willowy twig.
Years of gymnastics training and teaching, and now teaching yoga, had given his wife a body of liquid, sculpted steel. She could probably put him under the table, by sheer stamina alone, if necessary.
He lifted his lips from hers. Spread em, he whispered.
She did, without hesitation, and he knew he had her. He slid two fingers deep inside her soaked p.u.s.s.y, curling them up and hitting that sweet spot inside her. With his thumb, he rubbed her c.l.i.t. Hold it, he said. Wait for it.
She gasped, then her soft whine hardened his c.o.c.k.
He slid the hand from behind her neck to the front of her throat, closing in, not restricting her breathing, but firmly, holding her pinned against the seat.
Look at me, he said.
Her eyelids fluttered open, struggling to stay that way as the pad of his thumb rubbed her c.l.i.t.
Say it.
I belong to Sir, mind, body, heart, soul, c.u.n.t, and a.s.s. I serve Sir at His wishes, at his whim, whenever and wherever He demands. Everything I have and am belongs to Sir, to give to Him when He demands.
He leaned in again, thumb moving faster, his fingers inside her c.u.n.t scissoring and pressing, ma.s.saging her p.u.s.s.y and pus.h.i.+ng her toward her o.r.g.a.s.m. Over their twenty-plus years together, hed gotten her to the point he could make her come almost immediately.
When he made her say her oath, the one she said to him every night while kneeling next to his side of the bed, and every morning when she got up, it dropped her hard and deep into his control.
Which was a d.a.m.n good thing, because at his age, and his weight, sometimes his little Mark didnt always want to cooperate on command.
Tonight, it seemed, he did.
After I rig you tonight, he told her, youre going to get on your knees and beg to suck my c.o.c.k. Understand? She sometimes loved a little humiliation play in their dynamic. Mostly at home, in private, in bed, but she liked a little of it at the private parties, too. He never did it at the club, because he knew some people wouldnt understand it.
Yes, Sir.
Beg me now. Tell me how youre going to ask.
Please let this s.l.u.t suck her Masters c.o.c.k, Sir! I need to suck your c.o.c.k, have it deep in my throat, swallow your c.u.m"
Come. He started f.u.c.king her p.u.s.s.y with his hand, slamming against her c.l.i.t at the bottom of every stroke.
She barely managed to keep her eyes open, but from the way her p.u.s.s.y squeezed his fingers, he knew shed made it. She had no reason to fake it with him. Yes, there were times over the years he hadnt gotten her over, usually if she was tired or too distracted and not deep enough in subs.p.a.ce.
From years of training, once she started coming, she would keep coming until he stopped. He let her writhe in the seat for a few minutes, her pleading expression as she moaned her way through o.r.g.a.s.m after o.r.g.a.s.m making his c.o.c.k throb.
Finally, he pulled his hand from her p.u.s.s.y and shoved his fingers into her mouth. Without hesitation she sucked on them, all the way to the knuckle, licking her juices off them.
Tomorrow, he would likely tie her up in the living room, facedown over the edge of the couch. That way, he could f.u.c.k her, then sit and have her suck him while a vibrator hummed in her p.u.s.s.y and kept her coming. Back and forth. He could hold back his own o.r.g.a.s.m for an hour or longer doing that. And, itd been a while since hed done that to her. She usually fell into a happy, exhausted sleep following a session like that.
Then he could watch the rest of his hockey game while she happily napped.
He pulled his fingers from her mouth and kissed her before releasing his grip on her throat. He slid his fingers between her legs again, stroking her c.l.i.t. You got off easy that time. The next one youre going to have to earn. He started teasing her, working her up for a few minutes, knowing she was hornier than h.e.l.l again and wanting release"
Before he pulled his hand away. She gasped, her expression glazed with sweet, s.e.xy submission and quite a bit of horniness.
Brain disengagementcomplete.
The last thing on Junes mind right now was Sonyas poor life choices.
Lets get inside, my sweet little s.l.u.t, he said. That was a private term of endearment for her. Hed kill anyone who thought about touching her. She was a s.l.u.t"only for him. And only because after twenty-plus years together, he knew how to keep her satisfied.
Yes, Sir.
Chapter Six.
Derrick and Marcia didnt get to many of the private parties. Not for lack of wanting to go, and they pretty much had a standing invitation for all of them.
They just didnt have the time. If he wasnt working at his vanilla job, he or Marcia needed to be at Venture. Theyd finally gotten a couple of reliable volunteers whod stuck around long enough to become part-time paid employees to man the office one or two Sat.u.r.day nights a month. The nature of their club being what it was, he didnt want just anyone counting the till and registering people. One of their former volunteers had let their friends in free, or discounted, behind his back. He hadnt known about it until someone told him.
Then there was Lydia, who hed done a favor by not banning her sooner, thinking she was just not suited to man the desk. Hed had several people complain about her lack of people skills, even though shed seemed to have a lot of friends.
Not that she was a problem anymore. Shed been banned from the club for life now. Hed had enough of her drama.
Hed known John Gilomen for several years, almost as long as hed known Askel. John had quietly helped out here and there at the club, with electrical and other issues, but he couldnt volunteer in the office, behind the desk. Not with his job. John had to restrict his activities to what didnt put him out in the public eye.
Setting out to open a private BDSM club hadnt been on Derricks radar. But after their small group kept running out of places to have their private parties"other than at their own homes, which wasnt always practical"hed decided to take action.
Itd taken him six months of research and planning. Fortuitously, Kel had bought the industrial warehouse complex just east of I-75 and had a vacancy. The zoning and location were perfect. No residential neighbors, no churches, no schools, no bars.
After talks with his attorney, who pored over the zoning ordinances and local laws for him, Derrick went to talk with both the sheriffs office, since the location lay in unincorporated Sarasota County, and the head of zoning. As long as they didnt allow penetrative s.e.x or alcohol, and he had all the required business licenses for a private members.h.i.+p club, hed be legal.
Their first six months after opening, Derrick d.a.m.n well knew undercover cops had visited them. One of them even became a member himself and started bringing his wife.
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