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32: Naughty
<<. Miles. >>
When I asked Emma to call the candidates for an interview. I hadn’t realized meeting my half sister would sour my mood. The fact
that she was completely oblivious that we were blood related didn’t sit well with me either.
I was really curious to meet her. She looked strikingly similar to Noah. I mean, if Noah was a girl and his features were a little feminine. She has dad’s eyes. And I hate her for this. I don’t need a reminder roaming around me all day long of dad’s infidelity.
To sate my curiosity, I asked her where she completed her high school and sure enough; it was the same as Liam’s city and school.
“Fucking great,” I muttered to myself when I figured she was indeed Liam’s ex.
“Excuse me?” She said with a flash of annoyance in her eyes.
I frowned at her. This is how I figured it out that my half sister, Isha, has super sensitive ears. What happened in the next few minutes showed me that she had a stubborn, supersensitive ego and what not. “What?” Her expression perplexed me.
“Yes, my town and school were small, but it was at least a clean city. Not a dirty place like Los Angeles.”
I snorted. She totally mistook my words. But she was right. Los Angeles is the 3rd dirtiest city in the USA. My sweet New York is not even in the top ten on the list.
I didn’t comment on your city or your school, for that matter,” I say, glancing at her file and figured she has moved to Los Angeles recently. That explained the hatred for the city.
You must have thought I won’t confront you. This is why you said-” then she frowned and went quiet. Probably figured out she was getting riled up for no reason. I shake my head at her. How did Liam even put up with her?
That was the moment I was sure that I needed to call mom and tell her we cannot accept her as a family member. If she wasn’t my half sister or whatever, I would have thrown her out of my office long ago. Isha reminded me of my teenage years when I used to light with Noah all the damn time.
Looks like you don’t need the job.” I told her bluntly.
She gaped, and I added, “Why would you be cocky if you wanted the job?”
Do you want someone with no brain or voice?”
Point!
Once she left my office, I interviewed some more candidates. I spent most of my time in meetings and the rest of the time arguing
with mom.
“It’s hard for me, Miles!” Mom snapped at me. “Do you think it’s easy for me?”
Mom loves to emotionally blackmail her children. Usually it doesn’t work on me, but something was different this time. I am not sure if it was my mood, or she sounded sad and worried.
“You said she was facing some problems… What problems, exactly?”
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“It’s bad and I cannot tell you… But if you want to relate, tell me how would you feel if Noah was at her place and he needed help desperately in life.”
She didn’t act like she needed help.” I muttered to her.
When Liam came back from the board meeting, we discussed some important matters relating to Cannon Design Inc. He was happy with David’s cooperation so far. I contemplated coming clean to her about Isha. But I couldn’t. By the end of the day, I was feeling a ittle gloomy and unsettled. I wanted to call off my visit to Dom’s club.
Now I am glad I didn’t.
Seeing Selena in that black skirt and white blouse did something to me. The corset on top of the shirt made my cock twitch. She was ven wearing a motherfucking collar. It was an accessory, but enough to get me pumped up. Her outfit was certainly not accessible r easy to strip, as I had ordered her. It looked like she was acting like a naughty teen seeking trouble.
drag her out of the partially obscure booths and take her towards the private rooms.
Omg, this place is much bigger than I expected.” she says and I chuckle.
he Club’s facade is nothing huge. Only its name is catchy. But behind it is a labyrinth of passages, doors, stages and whatnot. People ften find it underwhelming at first, thinking it’s all soft bondage and stuff.
leal things happen in closed playrooms, and only members get to play there. Members or their plus one. Selena’s steps falter when ve pass a playroom. Her eyes widen with curiosity and she stops in her tracks to take in what was happening.
Oh God…” she breathes out. Each playroom has a glass wall, like an interrogation room. The audience can observe the scene from utside. The players, though, cannot see who is viewing them. It’s good as it doesn’t distract them.
Do you want to stay and watch?” When she doesn’t answer, I pull her towards the seats. There are two more couples watching the cene and making out. I nod at the familiar faces. The rest of the seats are empty. Selena blushes, looking at them, then takes a seat ext to me. It’s like watching a movie in the theater.
t is an intriguing scene. A sub is tied by her wrists and her one leg is raised in the air and tied using ropes. Another foot is barely ouching the ground. She is on her tiptoe, swaying and trying to balance herself. Her sex is visible, but breasts are covered. Her naster raises the flog and hits her at her pussy.
elena gasps. I watch her reactions. Her lips part, breathing shallow. She flinches- very slightly- every time the Dom hits his sub
between the legs.
Do people enjoy this?”
They apparently do…”
Do you enjoy this?” She asks me with mixed emotions in her eyes. I hope it’s not fear.
‘Only if someone is pleased to take the beating… Nothing is sexier than consent, Selena,” I say and trace her arm with a finger. She sucks in a breath. My cock is hard as steel. Loud moaning comes out of the playroom and our heads turn. Dom’s cock is out, and he is slamming into her cunt relentlessly.
“I would like to fuck you like this. Imagine the two of us in that playroom.”
Her breath hitches. “It means we will have sex in the open?” she asks me wide eyed.
I take her palm and kiss her fingers. “No…. Sex on stage is not tolerated. Although players can have sex in playrooms… Like they are
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having
She looks at me with a strange vulnerability as I meet her gaze. I sink my fingers into her hair and pull her closer. I still remember her taste and have craved her so many times ever since. The attack, two nights ago, unsettled me so much I wanted to hug her ever
since
Selena is getting under my skin. I have to get a grip on myself. For tonight, I am going to ignore everything. I crash my lips onto her soft and devastated lips. Her lips part and I slip my tongue into her mouth. I can taste champagne and her own sweetness. I bite her real good and pull her onto my lap and kiss her harder. She slowly starts grinding me. Her taste makes me starve for more. I tilt my head while kissing her to peek at the playroom. The Dom has cut down the rope tied to her leg, and the sub has her legs wrapped around the Dom’s waist. He is fucking her, holding her with one hand while flogging her ass with another. Her weight is on his cock as she is holding the rope on the top. It’s provoking to witness.
Selena pulls away from the kiss and turns her head to watch. Unconsciously, she grinds herself onto me harder and I take in a sharp breath. It takes me all my effort not to tear her outfit right here. Selena watches them for a while, then she turns her face to me. I grab her hips tight and she realizes she is still grinding me. Room is dark so I cannot make it out, but I am sure her cheeks are a delightful shade of pink right now.
I behave like a slut around you. It’s embarrassing.” She admits and bites her lips. I chuckle.
“But. I am not okay with fucking while others can see me, M,” she adds after a pause. “I mean, it’s arousing to watch them… but I am
not ready for this.”
Before I can answer her I see Dom pull on the window blinds. Possibly for aftercare or some more intimate time with his sub.
“If they don’t want to be seen by us, they can close the curtains.” I point towards the remote controlled giant blinds.
She turns her head again. “Oh! So this is how the overseers observe the club.” She states.
“Yes.”
I take her towards the private booth I booked for us.
“But… you said people were probably fucking in partial booths.” She asks innocently, and it makes me chuckle.
“Oh, they were being naughty… Like you and me.”
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