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Club de Fleurs 3

Club de Fleurs 3: Theresa

Alan Rainer and Theresa Gomez were just friends until Theresa’s
step-brother decided to take her house—the house her mother

had left her. Theresa’s life had been filled with loss. Her father
passed when she was five, and she had lost her mother when she
was in her early twenties to cancer. Would she lose her house and

Alan too?

When Alan first saw Theresa at Club de Fleurs, he was instantly

attracted to her. She was friendly with him, but would never allow
anything more. He spends hours talking with her at the club, and

finally one night convinces her to have a drink with him. That
same night after trouble with her step-brother, Theresa has no

choice but to call on Alan for help. Will he come to her rescue and
be her knight in shining armor? Alan wants Theresa badly, but will
she ever be his?

Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Older H/h
Length: 34,515 words

CLUB DE FLEURS 3: THERESA

Rose Nickol

EROTIC ROMANCE

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CLUB DE FLEURS 3:

THERESA

ROSE NICKOL

Chapter One

Alan Rainer was driving home from Club de Fleurs. He was

feeling good. He had finally convinced the little receptionist from the
Club, Theresa, to sit and have a drink with him. He had had his eye on
that girl since the first time he saw her. His friend, Evan, the security
chief for the Club, had called him on a DEA matter and that was the
first time he had been to the Club and the first time he saw Theresa.
She was fantastic.

Theresa Gomez was twenty-five years old, five foot three inches

tall, one hundred twenty-five pounds, with wavy dark-brown hair that
fell to the middle of her back and golden-brown eyes. Alan fell for her
the minute he saw her. He had spent the last few months trying to get
the little spitfire to go out with him.

She had always had an excuse. Finally tonight he had worn her

down and she had allowed him to buy her a drink at the Club after it
closed and she was off duty. It was just one drink, but he had spent
twenty minutes looking into that beautiful face and those mesmerizing
eyes. He had fallen and fallen hard. For a forty-five-year-old man, he
was acting like a lovesick teenager.

Alan and Evan, one of the owners of the Club, had gone to school

together and kept in contact. While Evan was in the Air Force, Alan

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had chosen the Army. They had both ended up in Denver after their
service was completed and kept in touch.

Alan had been into BDSM for several years, but had stopped

practicing when he got married. His wife, Val had not been into the
lifestyle and he gave it up for her. Something had been missing in
their relationship, but he had loved her so much, that it didn’t matter.
Val had passed away in childbirth five years ago, taking their son with
her.

Alan had been devastated, but as they say, life goes on, and it did.

He slowly recovered, and started seeing women again. Nothing was
ever serious, a few dates and he was done. Theresa was different. She
was no one-night stand. Alan had a feeling she would not tolerate
that. With her it would be all or nothing. The age difference
concerned him. Could he be enough for a twenty-five-year-old girl?
Only one way to find out, and tonight as brief as it was, was a good
start.

Alan was a good looking man for forty-five. He took care of

himself and kept in shape. Six foot four, two hundred thirty-five
pounds and all muscle. He had dark-brown hair, with just a touch of
gray which he wore collar length, his moss-green eyes had
mesmerized more than one sub. He could take on someone much
younger and win when he needed to. Not that he liked to fight, but he
didn’t run from confrontations. He could and did hold his own.

His phone rang and he looked down to see who it was. The name

on the number came up Theresa Gomez. Well, well, well. “Rainer
here,” he answered.

“Alan,” a small voice said. “It’s Theresa from the Club. I hate to

ask, but could you do me a favor?”

“Sure, honey, name it,” he said, wondering what could be up. She

sounded upset.

“I need someone to come over here. My stepbrother is trying to

break into my house and I don’t want to be alone. Will you come and

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stay with me? There’s no one else I feel safe calling and you’ve been
so nice to me.” She was sobbing.

“Yes, honey, I’m on my way, give me your address and I’ll be

there as soon as I can. Are you safe? Do I need to call the cops to
meet me?” he asked, concerned.

“No cops! Please, just come.” She was really sobbing now.
“Okay, no cops, just stay on the phone with me. I’m on my way.”

He hit the gas, wanting to get there as soon as possible.

He wasn’t far from the address she had given him, and got there

quickly, talking to her on the phone the entire time and trying to calm
her.

As he pulled up in front of her house, he saw her open the door

and wave frantically for him to come in. He jumped out of the truck
and sprinted up the stairs to her door. She pulled him in and slammed
the door behind him, locking several locks on the door.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” She panted. “I didn’t know

who else to call. He said he’d be back with friends. I couldn’t be
alone and I can’t call the cops on him. Oh, God, I don’t know what
I’m going to do.” She was frantic.

“Here, let’s get some water, then we will sit down and you can tell

me what’s going on.” Alan slipped an arm around Theresa and let her
lead him to the kitchen. He had to get her calmed down and find out
what was happening.

Alan grabbed a couple of bottles of water out of the fridge and

guided Theresa into the living room. Sitting her on the couch, he
crouched in front of her. Handing her a bottle of water, he said, “Here,
drink this, then we’ll talk.”

She gulped the water and took a deep breath. “My stepbrother

Joe…” was all she got out before a pounding came at the door.

“Theresa, I know you’re in there, open this door now!” a male

voice screamed.

“Oh shit, he’s back!” Theresa was shaking. “What do I do?”

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“I’m here now, let’s see if we can find out what he wants and get

rid of him. We’re going to open the door and talk to him,” Alan stated
matter-of-factly.

“Ok,” Theresa said and took another gulp of water.
They walked to the door, and Theresa opened it a crack. “What do

you want, Joe?”

“Hey, Sis, who’s with you…you got a new boyfriend? Big one,

huh?”

“Joe, it’s none of your business who he is. What do you want?”
“Sis, you know what I want. I’ll let you buy the house for one

hundred thousand. It’s a good deal, you should take it,” Joe said,
leaning against the doorframe.

“Joe, I own the house. You can’t sell me something I own,”

Theresa said, exasperated, like she’d said it before.

“Sis, you know the house is mine, why are you fighting me on

this?”

“Joe, the deed is in my name. I own the house,” she stated firmly.
Alan stood behind Theresa watching and not saying anything. He

was not going to get involved unless she needed him. Wrapping a
protective arm around Theresa, he stood there listening.

“Who’s this joker, you find you a bodyguard, Sis?” Joe asked,

laughing.

“It’s none of your business, Joe, you need to leave now,” Theresa

told him firmly.

“Don’t be fucking him in my bed, Sis, you know this house and

everything in it is mine and it’s just a matter of time until I get it back,
unless you come up with the money.”

“Good-bye, Joe, don’t come back. If you do I’ll get a restraining

order,” Theresa sounded defeated as she tried to get Joe to go.

“You can’t keep me out of my house, Sis, but I’ll go for now. Just

because I want to. This is boring.” Joe turned to leave. “This isn’t
over.”

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Theresa turned and slammed the door. God, what did Alan think

of her now. He was so sexy. She’d only known him a short time, but
he was at the Club every night she worked and when she wasn’t busy,
he had spent lots of time talking to her.

She’d hated to call him tonight, but couldn’t call the cops on Joe

and didn’t know who else to call. He’d been so nice to her. Now he
probably thought she was some head case. Not the first friendship Joe
had lost her. He was most of the reason she had no one else to call.
Joe and his drug and drinking buddies had scared off all her
girlfriends. No one wanted anything to do with her.

He had lost her several jobs. It was just a matter of time before he

found out she was working at Club de Fleurs and started harassing her
there, too. It was the best job she’d had in a while. She was actually
making enough money to pay all the bills for once. She only worked
four nights a week, but it paid well.

Alan was standing there looking down at her. He made her mouth

water. He was tall, good looking, and just rugged enough to be sexy.
He was a few years older than her, but that didn’t matter. Men her age
usually drove her nuts, some of them could be so juvenile. Not what
she was looking for. She wanted someone mature that knew how to
treat a woman.

Joe was six years older than Theresa, but he still hadn’t grown up.

Theresa didn’t want to deal with someone like that for the rest of her
life.

She hadn’t dated much. When her parents were still alive and Joe

still lived at the house, he had run off every boyfriend she had ever
had. Him and his buddies. She had never had a second date. Never
been kissed, never knew the feeling of being held in a man’s arms.
She longed for that. She wanted the intimacy she found in her erotic
romances. Even though they turned her on, the BDSM novels scared
her a little.

She knew that was what Alan was into, why else would he come

to the Club. She didn’t know if she could do some of those things for

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him. Just imagining doing some of those things with him made her
wet. What kind of Dom was he? Could he be gentle and loving like
Master Dave and Master Evan, the owners of the Club, were with
Sadie, their sub/wife? Would she get the chance to find out?

She looked up at him and said, “Thank you. Please come sit down,

I owe you an explanation.” Taking his hand, she led him to the couch.
Indicating he should sit, she asked, “Do you want something more to
drink, I have beer, or soft drinks, and I could get some chips or find
something else to eat if you’re hungry?” She really didn’t know what
to do. She was out of her element. Alan was the first man that wasn’t
a family member she had had in her house.

Alan could feel how uncomfortable Theresa was. He sat on the

couch where she had indicated and continued to hold her hand. “No,
honey, I’m fine. Please sit and tell me what’s going on,” he said softly
as he jerked her hand, pulling her into his lap.

“Oh! I’m sorry I lost my balance and fell. I’ll move.” She was a

little breathless and struggled to get up.

“You landed right where I want you. Relax, I’m not going to hurt

you. Please tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s kind of a long story.” She sighed.
“We have all night, just tell me what’s going on.” He smiled down

at her, liking the feeling of finally having her in his arms.

“When I was five my father was killed. He was a policeman and

was killed in an attempted robbery one night. Joe’s dad was my
father’s partner. After a couple of years, when I was seven, he and my
mother got married. Joe was thirteen and already trouble. He was
already drinking and into drugs.”

“That must have been tough losing your father at such a young

age,” Alan said with sympathy.

“I don’t know, I was so young and he was always working. I

didn’t know him well. When Mom and Vic, Joe’s Dad, married, we
stayed in this house. The house had been given to my Mom and Dad
when they married by my grandparents on Mom’s side. The house

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was in my mom’s name when she and Vic married and they never
changed it. Vic didn’t want his ex-wife, Joe’s mom, trying to get it, so
he never made a big deal of it,” she explained.

“That makes sense,” Alan stated, and looked down at her. She was

so perfect.

Theresa looked up at him, not quite believing he was real. She had

dreamed of this since she had first seen him at the Club. Not exactly
this, but being in his arms. “When Joe was nineteen he was arrested
for breaking and entering. It broke his father’s heart and Vic had a
heart attack and died during the trial.” A tear rolled down her face.
Vic was the only father she had ever really known and his loss had
really affected her.

Alan just nodded, and held her tighter in his arms.
“Soon after we found out Mom had cancer. She passed a little

over a year ago.” The tears were really falling now. Alan held her
tighter and she rested her head on his chest. He was so big and it was
so comforting being held in his arms.

Taking a deep breath, Theresa continued. “Joe got out of prison a

few months ago. Somehow he has it in his head that since his dad
lived here, the house should be his. My mom’s will left the house and
its contents to me. Joe’s dad also wanted me to have everything. He
was afraid that Joe would just sell everything for drug money. The
house is mortgaged to the hilt because of mom’s medical expenses,
and now that I’m working at the Club, I finally have enough money to
keep up with everything. Joe wants to take it all away. He thinks he
can bully me into giving him money. I’ve already talked to my lawyer
about a restraining order, but that’s only a piece of paper. Joe
wouldn’t pay any attention to it. Unless he does something, no one
will help me. I just want to live my life and be happy. It was so nice
while he was in jail. Now he won’t leave me alone.” She sobbed,
burrowing into Alan’s chest and letting it all loose. It had been so
long since someone cared for her and wanted to help her. She was
tired of doing it all on her own.

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“I’m sorry I brought you into this, but I didn’t know who else to

call. Joe’s ran off all of my friends. No one wants anything to do with
me. I think he owes someone money and that is why he is trying to
get it from me so hard. I’m not sure what to do.”

“Why didn’t you want to call the cops?” he asked her.
“I’m not sure they can do anything.” She sighed.
“We need to report every incident so that there is a record. Next

time he comes back we call the police,” he told her firmly.

“Okay, I guess, I just never figured they would do anything

because of Joe’s dad.”

* * * *

She looked up into his eyes with tears streaming down her face

and he couldn’t help himself, he had to kiss her. Leaning down he
brushed her lips with his and when her lips parted slightly, he took
more. His tongue licked her lips and when she shuddered, he nibbled
on her lips. Gently pushing, he explored her mouth. Her eyes got big
and her breath hitched. Slowly he backed off, giving her a little space.

“Wow…that was…wow,” she panted.
“Yeah baby, wow.” He grinned. “Have you ever kissed anyone

before?”

Oh God, he could tell. How embarrassing was that. He must think

she was the lamest person ever. Blushing, she answered, “Not really, I
never dated much and don’t have much experience. I’m sorry. A man
like you probably wants someone who knows what they are doing. I
understand,” she said and hung her head.

Putting one finger under her chin, he lifted her face to his, and

said, “Theresa, I think you are perfect. I’m glad you called me
tonight. We will figure this out. Evan at the Club can do some
searching and we will find out what Joe is into and get him off your
back. I want to be here to help you and do anything you need. I’m

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going to stay here until you are safe. It is not a problem. I’m retired
and need something to do anyway. Please let me help you.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she said, throwing her arms

around his neck and kissing him. “I didn’t know what I was going to
do. I’m so afraid I’m going to lose my job at the Club, and no one I
know will help me.”

“Why would you think you would lose your job?”
“Joe can be a pain in the ass and he’s lost me several jobs by

coming around and causing trouble. I know Dave and the guys are
great, but they don’t need him and his drug buddies hanging around
and causing shit. If I go, Joe goes, so by firing me they get rid of Joe.”

“Honey, we will get rid of Joe and keep you. I’m sure once we tell

Dave and Evan what’s going on they will figure something out. You
don’t need to worry about it. We will all take care of you. You’re part
of the family now.”

About then a pounding came at the door again. “Hey, Theresa,

that asshole still in there? Come on out, Sis, we haven’t finished this
yet.”

Alan looked at Theresa and said, “Let me handle this.” He walked

to the door and without opening it, he yelled, “Look, you need to
leave. I’m calling the cops and going to have you arrested for
disturbing the peace if nothing else. You can’t intimidate Theresa
anymore and need to go on about your business.”

“Look, old man, this is family business. You don’t got anything to

do with this. This is between me and my sis. Send her out and it’ll all
be good.” Joe was slurring his words and sounded pretty drunk.

Alan heard sirens and then Joe yelling, “This isn’t fucking over,

shit I gotta get outta here. Fuck!” Then he heard a motor start and
wheels spin off.

The cops arrived a couple minutes later and Alan told them what

was happening. Theresa gave them the history and they took a report
promising to watch the house for further activity. Unless they caught
Joe in the act, they couldn’t do anything.

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Chapter Two

After the police left, Alan sat Theresa down. “Do you want to

come and stay with me, or am I staying here, ’cause there’s no way
I’m leaving you alone.”

Theresa looked at him and smiled. “I’m afraid to leave the house.

I think Joe might do something to it if I’m not here. He’s threatened to
burn it for the insurance money. Would you mind staying here? I have
a spare room you can stay in.” Theresa didn’t want to put him out, but
she really didn’t want to be alone. If Alan was willing to stay, she was
willing to let him.

Alan was being so supportive right now. Theresa hadn’t had

anyone to lean on for so long. It probably wasn’t smart to depend on
him so much, but right now she didn’t have anyone else and she
needed someone. She couldn’t handle this on her own anymore. Joe
was getting more aggressive each time he came to the house and she
was scared what he would do.

“I need to go to my place and get a couple things tomorrow or

should I say later today, but yes I’ll stay here as long as you need me.
I’m sure Evan can set up security for while you are at work. We will
protect you and your house. Don’t worry, baby.” He pulled her back
into his arms again. He couldn’t seem to stop touching her, and he
brushed her lips with his again. She tasted so good.

“I can’t afford to pay for security. I may have to quit working

until this stops.” She started crying. She had never thought about what
might happen while she was at work, but Alan was right, there was
nothing to stop Joe while she was gone. What a fucking mess.

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“Theresa, I will pay to have the system installed and you can pay

me back a little at a time if you need to, or I’m sure Evan would take
payments out of your salary. Don’t worry we’ll work it out and you
won’t have to quit your job.” He held her tighter and was soothingly
rubbing her back. He wanted to kiss her again, hell, he wanted to do
more than kiss her, but he didn’t want to scare her.

Now that he knew she didn’t have any experience, he was going

to have to go carefully and slowly with her. He had talked to Evan
and Dave at the Club and knew that she didn’t ever play in the Club.
She seldom left the reception area, only going to the bar after the Club
was closed and then only staying for one drink. She had never shown
any interest in Club activities. Dave and Evan had told him that he
was the only man she was even friendly with. That was fine with him.
He didn’t want to hurt or scare her. He needed to let her set the pace.
He was horny as a teenage boy for her, but needed to keep himself in
check. She didn’t need that from him now, now she needed him to be
the protector. That he could do, and if it meant being a good boy and
not touching her, well, he’d try.

He’d denied himself for his wife, and he could do it again for

Theresa. She didn’t need him acting like a horny teenager. She needed
help and support.

“Later today we’ll go to the Club and talk to Evan and see what he

can do. We’ll get the security set up and make sure you have a panic
button that goes straight to the cops. And I’ll be here. It’s late now
and we should get some sleep. If you have any wine I think a glass
would relax both of us. I don’t think Joe will be back for a while.
Let’s get a glass of wine and relax.”

They both had one glass of wine and Theresa showed Alan the

room he could sleep in. He took her in his arms and kissed her again,
rubbing his hands up and down her back, then walked her to her
bedroom.

He went to his room and lay on top of the covers, fully clothed,

afraid of what he might do if he stripped. He didn’t need that

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Chapter Three

Theresa went into her room and softly closed the door. She went

to get one of the T-shirts she slept in. Looking at it, she thought how
sexy is this? She really needed to get herself some nice things to sleep
in. Especially now that she had a reason. Her granny panties and
oversized sleep shirts weren’t going to cut it anymore. She wanted to
look sexy for Alan. She needed to talk to some of the subs at the Club
and find out where they shopped. Rachel was always talking about
going shopping, maybe she would take her up on it.

She grabbed her e-reader and found a BDSM novel she hadn’t

read. Maybe she could imagine she and Alan were the characters.
After reading the same page three times, she put the device down. All
could think about was Alan in the next room. What was he sleeping
in, had he stripped? Was he lying there shirtless in just his pants? Did
he normally sleep in the nude? Was he thinking of her, imaging what
she was sleeping in? What would he do if she was brave enough to go
into his room and crawl in bed with him? Would she get the chance to
find out?

After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours she finally

fell asleep and dreamed of Alan.

She woke the next morning to rattling in the kitchen and then a

pounding on the door. Damn, Joe was back.

Jumping out of bed she ran to the door in just her T-shirt. Alan

was right behind her pulling his shirt on as she answered the door.

Opening the door to Joe, she said, “What do you want now, Joe?”
“Did he spend the night, Sis? Was it good? I told you not to fuck

him in my bed. Now you’ll have to pay for new mattresses, too. The

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price of the house just went up to one hundred and fifty thousand.
How soon you gonna have my money?”

“Get lost, Joe. I’m not doing this,” Theresa said as she tried to

slam the door.

Joe stuck his foot in the door and tried to slam it open. Alan

grabbed the door and held it in place. “The lady said leave, I’ve called
the cops. Go!”

“You can’t make me leave my house, let the cops come!” Joe was

definitely high on something. He had never been this belligerent
before.

About then they heard sirens again, and Joe stalked off, saying,

“This isn’t over. I’m leaving ’cause I want to, not because of the
cops.”

Alan watched him walk away, and then he saw it. The tires on his

truck and Theresa’s car had been slashed and all the windows in both
vehicles were broken.

Theresa saw it, too. She sat down right there on the floor and

covered her face with her hands, crying. How was she going to pay to
fix both vehicles? She only had collision insurance on her car and
would have to pay for all the repairs herself. She couldn’t afford this.
And she really should fix Alan’s car. He was here to help her. What
was she going to do? Maybe she could work extra at the Club. This
was getting to be too much.

Alan crouched down beside her and took her in his arms. “Baby

after we deal with the cops we will deal with this. It’ll be okay,” he
said, trying to reassure her.

Helping her up, he sent her to put something on while he started

with the cops. Once again they took a report, but without witness they
couldn’t prove the damage was done by Joe and wouldn’t do
anything.

After they dealt with the cops, Alan sent Theresa to shower while

he called to have the vehicles towed. Then he called Evan and Dave
and invited them to Theresa’s house to discuss what was going on, he

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didn’t want to leave the house unguarded. He briefly told them part of
the story on the phone, promising to go into more detail when they
arrived.

Hearing the shower turn off, he imagined Theresa nude in the

bathroom. Not a good thing. He was going to have to work hard to
keep from doing something stupid. Hearing her bedroom door shut,
he walked down the hall to shower himself. Then he needed to let
Theresa know that Dave and Evan were coming over later. He also
needed to go home and get clean clothes for the next few days. He
didn’t want to leave Theresa alone and knew she wouldn’t leave with
Joe still a threat, so he decided to wait until Evan and Dave were there
and leave then.

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Chapter Four

Theresa finished her shower, then went to dress. She wanted to

wear something sexy for Alan, but couldn’t find anything in her closet
that fit the bill, how lame. Finally settling on a pair of jeans that fit
very well and showed off her ass, and a V-cut sweater that accented
her breasts, she dressed. Looking at the sweater, she decided to lose
the bra and see what happened. She had never seduced a man before,
but had read enough books that she thought she could do it. Tonight
she was sleeping in the same bed as Alan no matter what it took.

She heard the shower running and wished she had the courage to

just get in with him. That would definitely start things, she thought,
giggling. Wondering what he would do if she did get in with him, she
imagined the results in her head while she went to the kitchen to fix
breakfast.

Alan had already started the coffee, so she fixed some bacon and

eggs and had them ready by the time he came out of the shower.

He walked down the hall barefoot, just wearing his jeans, his shirt

in his hands. He was so sexy, Theresa almost came just watching him.

A knock came at the door. Oh no, she thought, not Joe again.
Reading the look on her face Alan said, “Relax, it’s probably just

the tow truck for our cars. I called them while you were in the shower.
I’ll deal with it.”

Theresa put the plates in the oven to keep warm and went to help

deal with the towing. While they were outside dealing with the cars,
Joe and a bunch of his buddies drove by, hollering and screaming.
“What happened, bitch, somebody fuck with your cars? Bummer,

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woo hoo!” they yelled, whistling and throwing bottles and cans out
the window.

“How fucking juvenile can you be?” Theresa said as she picked

up the bottles and cans. “Fuck!” she exclaimed as she cut her hand on
one of the broken bottles.

“Here, let me see.” Alan took her hand and looked at it closely.

“Let’s go inside and wash this off, we’ll pick the rest of these up
later.” Still holding her hand he led her into the house.

He walked her to the kitchen sink and stuck her hand under cold

water. “Where’s your first aid kit?”

“Under the sink in the bathroom.”
“Stay here, I’ll get it, keep your hand under the water.” He quickly

walked down the hall and got the kit, sprinting back to the kitchen. As
he walked back into the room he saw her drying her hand with a
towel.

“Didn’t I tell you to keep it under the water?” He grabbed her

arm, quickly spun her around and smacked her once on the bottom.
Spinning her back around, he put his hands on her waist and lifted her
to sit on the counter. “Next time listen to me. Now let’s see how bad
the damage is.” He stood between her legs and looked at her hand, he
saw that it had almost stopped bleeding and the cut was very shallow.
“Not bad at all. The bleeding has almost stopped. We’ll put a band aid
on it to protect it for a couple of days and it should be fine.”

He kissed the wound and applied an antibiotic ointment, then the

band aid. Leaning one hand on either side of her he looked down into
her eyes. “Okay now?”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered, not sure why she had called him Sir, but

it felt right. When he had swatted her ass, it sent a pool of moisture
between her legs. What would his hand feel like on her bare skin?
Would she have the same reaction? She wanted to find out.

Having him standing this close was heaven. He smelled

wonderful. Her mouth was watering. She wanted him to kiss her
again. Did she dare reach up and initiate the kiss, if she did would he

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kiss her back? The thought of the kisses they had shared last night still
made her shiver.

He was standing between her legs, and if she scooted forward a

little she could rub herself against him. If she did would he move
closer or step back? Deciding to go for it and taking a deep breath she
reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling his head down
to hers, she brushed his lips with hers. “Thank you for taking care of
me,” she said against his lips. When he opened his mouth to say
something, she slipped her tongue in. She lifted her legs and wrapped
them around his waist, pulling him closer.

He soon took over the kiss and pulled her closer running his hands

over her back. Not feeling a bra strap, he slowed his movements and
slipped his hands under her sweater, lifting it up in the process.
Baring her back, he could feel that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He ran
his hands up and down her back.

Pulling back, he looked into her eyes and she smiled at him, “No

bra?” he asked, and she shook her head. “Are you sure you want this,
if I start I may not be able to stop,” he said, looking into her eyes.

“I’m sure,” she answered and pulled his head back down. He

lifted her, one hand on each ass cheek, and carried her to the couch,
not wanting to scare her by taking her to the bedroom. There was
time.

He lowered her to the couch in a sitting position and knelt

between her legs. Lifting her sweater, he slowly pulled it over her
head. Baring her from the waist up, he stared at her breasts. Reaching
out, he gently cupped them in his hands feeling their weight. He
brushed his thumbs over her dark pink nipples and watched her
quiver. Then he did it again, and again, applying a little more pressure
each time.

She looked down, wide eyed, and watched him playing with her

breasts. Every time he brushed her nipples it sent a shiver down her
back and she shuddered. Her breath was coming in little pants now

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and there was a tingle between her legs. She needed more. “More,
please, more,” she breathed, not sure what she was asking for.

“Yes, baby, I’ll take care of you. Do you want to go into the

bedroom?” he asked, holding his breath and hoping he wasn’t pushing
too fast.

“Please, please…just…please,” she whispered unable to form a

coherent thought.

“Yes, you’re ready. Wrap your legs around my waist again, hold

on.” Picking her up, he carried her to her bedroom. Standing her, he
sat on the side of the bed, and reached for the button of her jeans.
“These need to come off, okay?” He grinned at her.

“Okay,” she answered with a shaky breath. He unfastened her

zipper and hooking a finger in each side of her jeans pulled them and
her panties down together. “Step out for me, Theresa.” She complied
and he stood and lifted her onto the bed. “Just relax, baby, I won’t do
anything you don’t want.”

“Okay, please kiss me again.” She needed to feel him.
Sitting on the bed he pulled her into his arms and cradled her in

his lap. Holding her tightly, he took her mouth and swept his tongue
inside, taking what she was giving.

It felt strange to be completely naked while he was fully clothed

and she reached for the buttons on his shirt. Undoing several, she
slipped her hands into the shirt and stroked his skin. He was warm to
the touch with a soft coating of hair. She brushed his nipples and felt
him shiver, so she did it again, smiling.

He grinned down at her and helped her get his shirt off. “Play all

you want, baby.” He smiled at her. So she did, running her hands over
every inch of skin, not leaving anything untouched. Wanting to know
if he tasted as good as he felt, she reached out and licked his pecs.
Liking the salty taste and feeling his shudder, she did it again, and
again. She licked and sucked her way to his nipples, taking one in her
mouth, running her tongue round and round the small hard pebble.

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Chapter Five

Leaning over her, he kissed each eyelid and nibbled his way from

her collarbone down to her breasts. Bracing himself on his hands, he
leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth. Licking and sucking,
he brought it to a taut peak. Turning his attention to her other nipple,
he thought about how beautiful they would look once he clamped
them. He could imagine her writhing and begging. Pleading for the
release only he would give her. She would be beautiful on a St.
Andrew’s cross, waiting and wondering what he would do to her next.
Restrained for both of their pleasures.

He was sure she was submissive. The fact that she had called him

Sir without prompting told him a lot. She may not know what she was
doing, but he was willing to train her. Now all he had to do was keep
from scaring her. Time for training later, now she needed release.

He gently bit each nipple and to his amusement she shuddered and

whispered the word “more.”

Happy to oblige, he did it again, a little harder.
“Oohh, yes!” she panted. “Again.”
She was so responsive. He bit each nipple a little harder and

kissed his way down to her mound. Running his fingers through her
folds, he pinched her clit and told her, “This little place will be waxed
soon. I want you bare for me.”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered as he brushed her clit with his thumb.

She shuddered again and lifted her hips off the bed reaching for more.
“Ohhh, please, please, please…”

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“Yes, baby, let it happen, come for me,” he whispered against her

skin as he slowly worked one finger in her hot little cunt. So tight, so
wet, just for him.

Keeping his thumb on her clit and gently applying pressure, he

moved first one then two fingers in and out of her. Thrusting his
fingers faster, he kept up the demands on her clit, his mouth licking
and sucking her nipples. “Come now, Theresa!” he commanded as he
bit first one then the other nipple.

“Alan, oh my God! Alan, Alan, Alan!” she screamed, bucking her

hips up and down on the bed and thrashing.

He rolled onto his back and pulled her to lie on top of him,

holding her, rubbing her back, and soothing her. He lifted her hair out
of her face and pulled her up to kiss her again. “Yes, baby, it was so
good. Ssshhhh. Just breathe, you did so good,” he said as he
continued to rub her back and hips, curling one hand down over her
lush ass. “Rest now, more later.”

“Alan?” she said tentatively, in a quiet voice.
“Yes, baby,” he answered her.
“What about you?” she said, reaching down and laying one hand

on his rock-hard cock.

“Rest now, baby, I’ll be okay.” He covered her hand with his,

trying to gain some control.

She squeezed her hand around him and looked into his eyes.
“Theresa, I will make love to you. Right now I want you to rest,

because when I take you for the first time it is going to be good for
both of us.” Moving her hand up to her chest, he wrapped his arms
around her and held her close. He placed a kiss on the top of her head.
“Close your eyes, neither of us had much sleep last night.”

It was all he could do not to flip her on her back and take her hard,

but he knew if he didn’t get some control, he could hurt her and he
didn’t want her first time to be like that. They had plenty of time, no
need to rush things. Being a Dom was all about control and he was
not going to lose his.

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Chapter Six

Theresa woke a couple hours later to the sound of voices. She was

hungry. She remembered she hadn’t had breakfast and a smile came
to her face remembering why. Grabbing a robe, she went to find Alan
and see what was going on.

As she got to the door it opened and there he was. “Hi, baby, you

might want to get dressed, Dave and Evan are here and we are going
to talk and get your security set up.”

“Okay, but I still don’t know how I’m going to afford this.” She

sighed.

“We discussed this, don’t worry about it. It’s something you need

to keep you safe, so you will agree with all Evan’s suggestions, and
we’ll worry about the expense later. Understood?” he said, gripping
her chin and looking down into her face. Kissing her quickly, he
walked over to her closet and started looking at her clothes.

Pulling out a low-cut scoop-necked sweater and pair of jeans, he

handed them to her and said, “Here, put these on.”

“Okay,” she said and walked over to the dresser to get underwear.
Stopping her, he turned her to face him. “What do you think

you’re doing?”

“Getting some underwear,” she answered, trying to pull her arm

free.

“No, just wear what I gave you.” He kissed her again and said, “I

expect you out in the living room in five minutes, or I’ll be back for
you.” Swatting her on the ass, he walked out of the room and firmly
shut the door.

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Theresa stood for a few seconds, looking at the dresser,

wondering what would happen if she defied Alan and put underwear
on anyway. Deciding she wanted to find out, she found the one thong
she owned, a gag gift from a friend, and put it on. Quickly putting on
her jeans and sweater, she brushed her hair and applied a little lip
gloss.

Slipping on a pair of shoes, she walked into the living room. Dave

and Evan were looking at her windows and measuring. Looking at
Alan, Evan said, “and I think we’ll put a couple of cameras out front,
and out back looking over the yard. That way if they try anything like
they did with the cars, we’ll have footage.”

“Okay,” Alan answered. Seeing Theresa, he walked to her and

took her hand, “Come and sit, baby, and Evan will tell you what we
have planned.”

Evan explained everything they needed to do, ending with, “I’ll

have the men start installing everything. They should be done early
this evening.”

Theresa took a deep breath. “Thank you, all this sounds

expensive, I don’t…”

Alan cut her off. “We’ve already discussed it. Evan, I’ll be paying

for all of this, give me the bill.”

Evan gave her a look, and said, “No problem, Alan, I’ll make sure

it goes to you. Since Theresa is a Club employee there will be a hefty
discount.”

“Thanks, I need to go to my place and get a few things. I’m going

to be staying with Theresa until we get this figured out. Can I borrow
one of your trucks?”

Dave answered, “No problem, I’ll ride back to the house with

Evan, you can keep it until yours is fixed.” Dave and Evan were
married to Sadie and they all lived together. Theresa knew Sadie, but
not well.

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Alan grabbed her hand and led her out the door. “While the guys

are here working this is a good time to leave. I need some stuff, and
you need to go shopping.”

“Shopping?” she asked.
“Yep, I’m buying you some new clothes. What you have is nice,

but I want you to have some sexy things I can rip off. And don’t think
I don’t know about the thong. We’ll talk about the ramifications of
disobeying me later,” he said as he lifted her into Dave’s truck,
kissing her quickly, he fastened her belt and got in himself.

He drove to the mall first and after they ate, he took her to several

stores, picking things out and insisting she try them on. He went in all
the dressing rooms with her, ignoring her protests. Theresa had more
fun then she had ever had shopping. It would never be the same. Alan
teased and played with her the entire time and she could barely walk
out of the mall. Loaded down with packages, giggling and horny, they
made their way to his condo.

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Chapter Seven

Alan led her into his condo, handing her the package he had

brought in. They had left most of the packages in the truck to take to
her house later, but Alan had something special he wanted to see
Theresa in. Not that she would be in it for long.

“Go into the bathroom and put this and only this on, then come

across the hall to my room. I’ll be waiting for you. You have five
minutes.” He leaned down and gave her a scorching kiss and pointed
the way to the rooms to her and went to his bedroom to prepare.

He turned down the blankets and got a couple condoms and some

other things out of his bedside drawer. Taking off his shirt, shoes, and
socks, he sat on the edge of the bed to wait for her.

They were both ready for this. He had teased and played with her

all afternoon, keeping her on the brink. She was so hot, and so much
fun. He hoped he would be enough for her.

He couldn’t wait to see her in what he had chosen for her. He had

picked it out while she was busy in one of the stores, so it would be a
surprise. He looked down at his watch. Her time was almost up.

Walking to the bathroom door, he knocked gently and called,

“Hey, you doing okay in there? You don’t want to disappoint me and
take more than your five minutes.”

“Okay,” she answered. She was still trying to get up the courage

to walk out of the bathroom in the outfit he had chosen. It shouldn’t
be that big of a deal. He had already seen her naked, but wearing this
was almost worse than being naked.

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Taking a deep breath, she opened the door expecting to find him

on the other side. When he wasn’t she went in the room he had
pointed out earlier, and there he was.

When she walked in, he whistled. “Wow, baby, that looks even

better than I imagined. You will definitely be getting more of those.”

She blushed and looked down at the floor, not sure what to say or

do. “Thank you,” she finally said quietly.

She was wearing a black teddy with spaghetti straps and cut very

low back and front. It molded to her body, accenting every curve. It
was fitted over the breasts and cut to the nipples. The V-neck plunged
almost to her navel and the back was cut to just above her ass. The
crotch snapped shut.

Grabbing her hand, he twirled her around to get the full effect.

“Beautiful, just beautiful,” he whispered as he pulled her onto his lap.
“Now, we have a few things to discuss.”

“Okay.” She looked up at him.
“What do you know about the things that happen inside the

Club?”

“Well…I…uh…I…I try to stay out of there while there are people

there, so other than what people tell me I don’t,” she answered
nervously.

“Okay, what do you think goes on?” He didn’t want to make her

uncomfortable, but before they went any further in their relationship,
he needed to know what her perceptions were and what she might be
comfortable with. The only way to do that was to get her to talk.

“Well…I…uh…” She took a deep breath. “Can’t we just make

love and not talk about this?” she asked, reaching up and wrapping
one hand around his neck, trying to pull him down for a kiss.

He let her have her kiss, then, pulling away, said, “Theresa, we

need to talk and I want to find out what you are comfortable with. I
can tell you would like to explore the lifestyle by your actions, but I
want to know how much you know and what your perceptions are. I
also want to clear up any misconceptions you may have and make

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sure that this is truly what you want. I don’t want to hurt or scare you,
but I want you to be part of my life and this is part of it. It’s not a big
part, but it is part of who I am and I want you to know and be
comfortable with all of me.”

“Well to answer your question, I’m not sure. People wear things

like this in there and some people don’t wear any clothes at all. I’ve
seen people with dog collars on and leashes. I don’t think I’d like that,
especially crawling around on my knees like an animal. That would
be humiliating. Sadie and Rachel seem really nice and I know they are
both submissives, so I don’t think it would be all that bad. I have read
some romance novels, but don’t know how real that is. I looked at the
internet once, but it all seemed like porn and I don’t think Dave and
Evan are into that, but I guess they could be.”

“Would you like to go to the Club one night and see what

happens?” he asked her.

“That would be okay I guess, if you were there with me. I

wouldn’t go alone.”

“No, baby, I won’t make you go alone. One night when you are

not working we will go together. Then you can see what happens and
ask me any question you may have. If you want to try something we
will.”

“Oh! I couldn’t do anything in front of all those people. I have to

see them when I’m working and I wouldn’t want them seeing me like
that. I have to wear clothes, too, they can’t see me in something like
this or naked. No! No! No!” She shuddered at the thought.

“Okay, for right now, but we will talk about it more later.” Alan

knew he would never let her wear clothes to the Club, she might get
away with wearing one of the teddies, but knew better than to push
the point. He needed to get back in the right headspace to play. He
was going to make love to her tonight.

“Do you remember earlier, I told you not to wear underwear and

you did anyway. Why?”

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She bit her lip and thought about whether to tell the truth or not.

How would he react? Deciding to just tell him, she answered,
“Because I wanted to see what you would do if I disobeyed.”

“What if I told you that as your punishment we would just go to

bed and I’m not touching you tonight?”

The look on her face was priceless. “Oh, I thought you might just

spank me or something. I want to make love with you, please don’t do
that. I’m sorry. Just spank me. I won’t disobey again.” She never
thought he would say something like that. That would be so unfair.
“Please.” She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

“Oh, baby, you are going to be in for so many punishments.

Topping from the bottom is not a good thing.”

“I don’t know what that means.” She just wanted to make love.

She was done with all this talking. It just seemed like the more she
said the deeper she got.

“Topping from the bottom means that the sub, you, tries to

manipulate her top or master, me, into doing what she wants. For
example. You deliberately wore underwear to defy me and see what
happens. Now you aren’t happy with the possible consequences and
are trying to get your own way. Not good. If I was a stricter master,
you wouldn’t come for a week and the only sex we had would be for
my own gratification. But I’m not your master and we are just
exploring our relationship. But you need to know that this kind of
behavior will not be tolerated in the future.”

“Okay, I got it. Now, are we going to make love or what?”
The little spitfire was going to keep him on his toes. He could tell

right now that she would not give in easily, not that he wanted her to.
He liked her sassiness and didn’t want her to lose it. It was part of
what attracted him to her.

“Yes, we are definitely going to make love. But first you need a

spanking. It’s not going to be as fun as you seem to think it is. When
was the last time you were spanked?”

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“I don’t know, probably when I was five.” She laughed, happy she

was getting her way.

“Okay, you are going to get twenty slaps with my hand on your

bare ass. It will hurt and you won’t be laughing when I’m done.
You’ll lay over my lap and stay still while your punishment is being
administered. You will not talk during the punishment. Any
questions?” He knew twenty slaps were a lot for someone who was
new to the lifestyle, but Theresa needed to know he was serious and
that he wouldn’t put up with her behavior. He hoped he didn’t scare
her off.

“No, I’m ready.” And she was. She just wanted to get to the part

where he was kissing and holding her. Sitting in his lap was nice, but
she wanted more.

“Now, undo the crotch of your teddy and pull it up waist high.

Then you will drape yourself over my lap and spread your legs. You
are not allowed to move or talk until I say so.”

Lay over his lap, she didn’t think she would have to do that, but

then she hadn’t really thought about how she would get her spanking.
He had said it would hurt, but in her books, they always enjoyed the
spankings. How bad could it be?

“I’m waiting. If you make me wait too long I’ll add slaps.”
“Oh.” She reached down and unfastened the teddy, lifting it as

asked and awkwardly lying across his legs.

He adjusted her position the way he wanted her and told her,

“Brace your hands on the floor for balance. Do not move!”

He hauled back and smacked her on her right cheek.
Shit, that hurt worse than she thought it would. She thought it

would be like the couple swats he had given her during the day. He
was going to leave handprints on her ass. He was serious.

Before she knew it he hit her just as hard on the other cheek. Her

ass was on fire and he had only hit her twice. She jerked around and
gave him a dirty look. This was supposed to be fun. It wasn’t
supposed to hurt.

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“I told you not to move.” He smacked her again, hitting her pussy

lips this time.

“Hey, this is supposed to be fun, what the hell are you doing?”

She was starting to cry.

“Theresa, I don’t know who told you it was fun, but you are being

disciplined for misbehaving. This isn’t a game to me. If you want to
play games, go find a little boy to play with. I’m a man and I want a
woman to be my friend and partner. If you can’t be that person, tell
me now and we will stop all this and just be friends.” He hoped she
would continue and not walk away. He wasn’t sure he could let her
go.

“Oh,” she said in a small voice.
He lifted her up and turned her to sit back in his lap, wanting to

see her face while he talked to her. “Theresa, tell me what you want.
Do you want me to continue or stop?”

“I…I want to continue. I’m sorry. I’ll be better. Help me be better,

Sir.” She had tears running down her face and she looked so sad.

“I’ll help you, baby, we’ll do this together,” he told her and leaned

down to give her a reassuring kiss. Moving her back into position, he
said, “Now, because you moved and spoke I’m going to add five
more swats. Do not move and do not speak unless you need me to
stop because you can’t take anymore and want everything to stop for
today, understand?” He hadn’t talked to her about safe words yet, but
she needed to know she could stop this.

“Yes, Sir,” Theresa answered him. She didn’t want him to stop.

She wanted to be the woman he wanted and needed. She had never
felt like this about any man in her life. If Alan walked away now, she
didn’t know what she would do.

There were a lot of things she didn’t know about the BDSM

lifestyle and she needed to learn more. She needed to find someone
she could talk to. Hopefully she could befriend Rachel or one of the
other girls at the Club and they would help her.

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“Okay, Theresa, I’m going to start again now. We’ll start with

one.” He caressed both ass cheeks and slipped his hand into her slit to
see if she was wet. She was and he could tell by her body’s responses
that she was enjoying this more than she said, even if she didn’t know
it.

“You are so wet, baby, good girl.” He commenced her

punishment. He delivered the blows rapidly, but not as hard as he had
the first two. He really didn’t want to hurt her and didn’t know how
easy she would bruise.

After he had given her ten blows, he stopped and rubbed her clit,

running two fingers up and down her slit, moving the moisture from
her pussy to her clit and back hole. He rimmed her back hole with one
finger, not applying much pressure.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, obviously liking what he was doing. He had

told her not to talk, but she hoped he didn’t stop.

“My baby likes that. We will definitely be playing more there

later. Good girl.” He continued with her punishment.

By the time he got to twenty-five slaps she was really sobbing.

She was not just crying because he had punished her, but crying for
all the losses in her life. Her father, her stepfather, her mother, even
Joe was a loss. He was the brother she would never have. When their
parents had gotten married, she thought she was getting an older
brother to do all the things an older brother was supposed to do for a
little sister. Someone to protect and teach her things. All she got was
an asshole who bullied her and her friends and ran everyone out of her
life.

Alan lifted Theresa into his lap and held her tight. He could tell

she was sobbing for more reasons than just the spanking. For a lot of
subs spanking or punishment caused a cathartic release. It appeared to
have done so with her.

“Tell me, baby,” he said as he rubbed her back trying to soothe

her.

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So she did, she told him about her feelings and her hurts, how

disappointed she was in her life. How she wished for more, but didn’t
know how to make it happen, everything. It felt so good to let it all
out.

Theresa had never told anyone about her childhood and how she

had grown up being bullied by Joe and all his friends. It was a huge
relief to tell someone. Alan was supportive and loving. He let her tell
it all and didn’t interrupt.

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Chapter Eight

Once Theresa had told Alan everything, it felt like the biggest

weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt like a different
person. She was free and could be who she wanted to be. Joe couldn’t
hurt her anymore, she had Alan.

“Thank you, thank you, Sir.” She breathed as she looked up into

his moss-green eyes and smiled. She wrapped one hand around his
neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

He soon took over and before she knew it she was lying on her

back in the middle of the bed. She was naked and Alan was beside
her. When had he taken the teddy off of her?

“Are you ready for this?” he asked her, not wanting to overwhelm

her. He was ready, but it had been an emotional afternoon already and
he didn’t want to push her.

“Please, please, don’t make me wait any longer, please,” she

pleaded at him.

“Okay, baby. No more waiting. I need to you to reach up and hold

on to the head of the bed for me, can you do that?

“Yes, Sir,” she answered, wondering why she had to hold on to

the head of the bed.

Alan quickly removed his pants and crawled back on the bed

naked. Positioning himself with a knee on either side of her hips, Alan
sat on Theresa’s thighs, effectively trapping her legs immobile.

Wow, she thought, he’s huge, how will that ever fit inside me?

But she knew it would. She knew they would be perfect together.

“Now, I want you to listen to me,” he told her leaning over her

with a hand on each side of her head. Looking down into her face, he

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kissed her slowly, taking time to explore her mouth, he nipped at her
lips and swirled his tongue around hers. When she was breathless and
panting, he said, “I want you to hold on to the head of the bed and not
let go. If you want me to stop what I’m doing or you need to ask a
question or something hurts, say yellow. If you want everything to
stop and to go back to your house, say red. Okay?”

“Okay, why do I have to be quiet and hold on to the bed?” she

asked. Didn’t he want her to participate?

“Because I asked you to,” he answered, kissing her again.
“Okay,” she answered in a small voice, still not sure she liked this.
Seeing the doubt and confusion in her face, Alan eased himself

onto his side beside her and with one hand began caressing her. He
trailed his hand from her shoulder to her breast, just barely brushing
her nipple. “Baby, I’m going to make it good for both of us. You need
to trust me and just feel.”

Cupping her breast, he felt her relax and he kissed her again.

“Good girl.” He smiled at her. Using his thumb he brushed over her
nipple, back and forth watching the little bud tighten into a hard little
pebble. Leaning down he took the pebble in his mouth and sucked,
hard.

She arched off the bed as she moaned, “Ohhh.” Rubbing his hand

over one nipple and sucking the other he switched back and forth until
she was moaning and arching off the bed constantly.

When he lifted his head, she reached down to move it back. “No,

no, no, baby. These need to stay up here. Let me help you.” He
reached into the bag and brought out a couple soft scarves. Threading
them around the bed he took each of her wrists and gently tied them.

“You’re tying me up?” she asked in a shaky voice.
“Just helping you to remember to keep your hands up. Do you

want me to stop?”

“No, I…”
“Do you trust me, Theresa?”
“Yes.”

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“You know I won’t hurt you?”
“Yes.” She realized that she did. She trusted this man with her

body, heart and soul. She knew deep down inside that Alan would
never hurt her, never go beyond what she could tolerate and would
always consider her first. “Yes,” she said again. “I know you won’t
hurt me, Sir, please help me to be what you want.”

Alan could see the surrender and trust in her eyes and gloried in it.

He had never felt this with another woman. Not even with his wife.

He moved back down the bed and back to her breasts. Licking and

sucking until her had her moaning and writhing again, he slowly
trailed his hand down to her mound. Slipping one hand in her slit he
trailed his fingers from her pussy to her clit. He rubbed the hard little
nub until she was almost screaming.

Slipping one finger inside her he fucked it in and out, applying

pressure to her clit with his thumb. Biting each nipple gently, he
licked and sucked his way down to her clit, swirling his tongue
around it.

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned arching her hips off the bed. “More, more,

more.”

“Yes, baby, lots more.” He took her clit into his mouth and

sucked, gently grazing it with his teeth.

“I…I…I’m coming, oh, oh, oh,” she panted. “Please, please,

please.”

He added a second finger to her pussy, moving them in and out

and back and forth, stretching her for his cock.

“Come for me, come now,” he told her as he sucked her clit hard

and pinched her nipple.

She screamed his name in release and tossed her head back and

forth.

Grabbing a condom, he quickly applied it and positioned himself

between her legs. “Baby, this will hurt for a minute, but after that it
will all be better,” he told her as he started to gently push his way into
her tight channel.

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Pulling out and pushing further back in each time until he reached

the barrier he needed to break, He looked at her, “take a deep breath,
baby, this will sting.”

Theresa took a deep breath and waited. This was the moment

she’d been waiting for, after this she would no longer be a lame
virgin. That fact that she was with Alan only made it better.

From the first time she saw him, she wanted him. Then when he

started paying attention to her, she didn’t believe it could be real.
Why would a man like him want a girl like her? He was everything
she had been looking for, tall, handsome and wasn’t afraid to be seen
talking to her.

“Ooohh,” she squeaked when he pushed in.
“Relax, that’s as bad as it gets.” He leaned down and kissed her,

rubbing her clit harder and faster. He pumped in and out of her,
keeping up the pressure on her clit. “Come for me, baby,” he told her
holding back his own release until she found hers.

He found his release as she screamed his name, falling on her. He

pushed himself to the side so as not to squish her. After untying her
hands, he pulled her tightly to him and held her close until both their
breathing calmed.

“Are you okay?” he asked, looking in her eyes.
“Oh yeah, better than okay.” She pulled him in for a kiss and

nuzzled into his neck. “Can we do that again?” She nibbled on his
neck.

“Yes, we will do that again, but you need to heal a little before we

do. You’ll be lucky if you can walk now.” He laughed at her.

“Who needs to walk when we can do that?” She laughed back at

him.

“I think I created a monster. Rest now, minx, then we’ll take a hot

bath and go back to your place. By then this old man should be ready
to show you who’s in charge here.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said, snuggling down on his chest as he rolled onto

his back, pulling her on top of him.

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He held her for a few minutes, then moved her off of him and got

up to go to the bathroom, “I’ll be right back, baby, stay there,” he told
her.

Like she could move even if she wanted to. She was boneless.

Nope, no bones, no muscles, just liquid Theresa.

He came back from the bathroom with a warm rag, and gently

wiped her thighs and mound, parting her folds and wiping there, too.
“What…what are you doing?” she squeaked, trying to close her legs,
embarrassed.

“Just taking care of you. It’s ok, relax.”
“I can do that. I’ll just go take a shower or something.” She was

really embarrassed. She struggled to get up.

“I said lie still, I’ll take care of you,” he said giving her a stern

look and putting a hand on her stomach to hold her still.

“But…I…” she stuttered.
He lightly slapped the outside of her thigh and shook his head.

Like she could move anyway. She needed to be still and let him do
this for her. She was young and new, but he could teach her.

“Okay.” She finally gave in. She couldn’t remember anyone doing

something like that for her before. Her mother may have when she
was too young to do it herself, but no one had ever wanted to take
care of her before. She liked it. She felt cherished and wanted.
Relaxing to his soothing touch, she closed her eyes.

Soon she felt him leave. Oh no, she thought, I’ve done something

wrong and he’s leaving me. He doesn’t want to cuddle or hold me.
Before she could get up to go and find Alan, he came back to the bed
and lay down next to her. Rolling on his back, he pulled her on top of
him, and pulled a blanket over them.

“Rest for a while, then we’ll take a hot bath and go back to your

place. I just checked and the guys are going to be about three more
hours, so we have some time,” he told her softly, as he tightened his
arms around her and kissed her again.

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“Okay, thank you.” She smiled and snuggled comfortably against

him, turning so that she was lying mostly front to front with him, one
arm over his shoulder and one leg open over his hip.

He reached down and cupped her ass with one hand and let out a

sigh. It had been a long time since he’d had a woman in his bed. The
women he’d been with since his wife died were mostly one night
stands, and those usually happened at the woman’s place. He seldom
let anyone into his home.

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He lay there for a while just enjoying the feeling of having her in

his arms. He usually wasn’t into cuddling much unless it was after
care, but he enjoyed having Theresa in his arms and in his bed. This
could become a habit. Now that he had her he wasn’t going to let her
go.

He slept for a few minutes and woke to find Theresa still sleeping.

He didn’t want to wake her or leave her lying alone in the bed, but he
wasn’t one who laid in bed and did not normally take naps.

He enjoyed the feeling of her in his arms for a few minutes, then

gently moved her to the side and got up quietly. He needed to pack a
bag and he had promised his woman a bath. His woman, that sounded
good.

Moving quietly around the room and watching Theresa to make

sure she didn’t wake he quickly packed what he would need to stay a
few days and a toy bag. If he was going to introduce her to the
lifestyle he needed a few toys. He could always return home and get
more things while she was working.

He needed to go shopping. He wanted to buy some new toys for

her and she needed more of those teddies. It was going to be fun to rip
them off of her.

Just thinking about all the things he was going to do to and with

her made him hard again. Time to wake his girl up and put her in a
hot tub and see what else they could do in there. He hoped she wasn’t
too sore.

Walking into the bathroom that was attached to his bedroom, he

filled the jetted tub with warm water and went to wake his girl.

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Leaning down, he rolled her to him and pulled her into his arms.

“Hey beautiful, time for that bath I promised you,” he said as he
kissed her gently.

She reached her arms around him and smiled the most beautiful

smile. “Okay.” She nodded against his lips, and he carried her to the
tub.

Sitting in the tub with her in his lap facing him, he placed her legs

on the outside of his and gently ran one hand through her slit. “How
do you feel, are you sore?” he asked as he slipped one then two
fingers inside her.

She gasped a little breath and sighed. “Not too bad. Just a little

tender.”

“Are you up for another round?” he asked against her lips as he

fitted himself to her.

“Oohh, yes Sir.” She wiggled and tried to take more of him.
“Easy, baby, don’t push it.” He snickered at his own joke. “Relax

and take it gradually, you’ll be less sore that way.” The way he had
positioned her on his lap allowed her to take control somewhat. He
gripped the side of the tub and let her control how much she took and
how fast.

She bounced up and down on his lap, not sure what to do.

Frustrated, she looked at him. “Help me.”

He took her hips and told her, “Just rock back and forth like a

rocking chair. Lean a little more forward each time. Easy.” He hissed
that last word as she came forward quickly.

“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” she asked, biting her lip.
“No, baby, it’ll be better for you if you go slow until you have all

of me,” he told her, gently taking control of her hips.

He rocked her back and forth, going a little deeper each time until

neither of them could take it anymore. Gripping her hips tightly, he
told her, “Reach around my neck and hold on. We’re going for a
ride.”

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She smiled and grabbed onto his neck, holding on tightly. Holding

her hips he lifted her up and down rapidly setting the pace. Her clit
rubbed up against him with each pass and soon they both came, her
screaming his name and him with an animalistic howl.

She fell against him, spent and limp. He sat for a few minutes

holding her before he lifted her and took them both to the walk in
shower, adjusting the water and letting it warm before walking in with
her.

He set her on the built-in bench in the shower, and took the

handheld attachment and washed her hair first, then every inch of her.
Rinsing her, he quickly washed himself and then carrying her out of
the shower, stood her long enough to dry her and then himself.

He took her into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed.

“Stay there,” he told her, and went to the other bathroom to get her
clothes. As nice as the teddy was, she couldn’t wear it home. She
needed other clothes.

He put her clothes on the bed beside her, telling her, “Wait I’ll

help you,” and turned to dress himself.

She reached for her clothes and started to dress.
“I told you I would help you, wait for me,” he told her.
“I’ve been dressing myself for a number of years now, I think I

got it,” she told him, wondering why she needed to wait.

He walked quickly over to the bed and pulled her across his lap.

He swatted her ten times and flipped her back over.

Sniffling, she glared at him and asked, “What was that for?”
“Because I asked you to do something and you didn’t and because

of your attitude when you answered me,” he answered, holding her
chin so she couldn’t look away from him.

“This isn’t fair. I don’t know the rules and I don’t know how to

play this game,” she pouted.

“Theresa, this is not a game. It’s a lifestyle. I know you are very

new, but you’re a smart girl. The rules are easy. Do what I say when I
say it and you will be fine. It’s about trust. You need to trust me to

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take care of you and know what you need. I won’t tell you what to do
all the time, but waiting for me to help you dress is a small thing, not
having an attitude when you answer me is respect for me as a fellow
human being. I don’t think I’m asking too much here.”

“Not when you put it that way. Could you explain things to me

until I understand better? I don’t want to disappoint you, but I’m
really out of my element here. I’ve been on my own for so long, and
as good as it feels, it’s going to take me a while to get used having
someone care for me,” she said with tears running down her face.

He forgot how new she was and that she wasn’t used to this. He

didn’t even know that this was what she wanted, they hadn’t talked
about it. He needed to hold himself in check and slow down.

“Theresa, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to push you into something

you’re not ready for. Whenever you don’t understand something or
have a question about something, say yellow and ask me, okay?” He
took his thumbs and wiped the tears from her face.

“Okay,” she answered and threw her arms around his neck and

pulled him down for a kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

He took the kiss over, slipping one hand over her breast. He

rubbed the palm of his hand over her nipple and held her kissing her.
Slowly he pulled away, looking into her eyes. “As fun as it would be
to do this again, we need to get to your house before the guys leave,
so they can show us the system. Joe’s been there a couple times and
we need to get you home. We’ll continue this tonight.”

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Chapter Ten

He helped her dress and then dressed himself. Grabbing his

things, he took her home. When they got there, the men were done
with the security install. One of the guys showed Theresa and Alan
how to operate the system and where the panic buttons had been
placed.

They had dinner and relaxed in front of the television, enjoying a

movie. Surprisingly there was no visit from Joe.

Alan took Theresa to bed that night and made slow, gentle love to

her. He let her sleep in the next morning until it was close to time for
her to go to work. After she was up, fed and showered, he showed her
what he wanted her to wear to work.

He had picked out a low-cut sheer blouse and a very short skirt

with very high heels. Very different from the jeans and sweater she
usually wore. He wanted her to get more in touch with her body and
understand how beautiful she was.

“I’m not sure I can wear this,” she said, looking at herself in the

mirror. She had always played down her body, not wanting to attract
any of Joe’s sleazy friends, and it had just become a habit.

“Why?” he asked her. “You look beautiful. I want to show you

off.”

That made her feel proud and she was glad he was there with her.

Maybe she couldn’t dress like this for herself, but she could for Alan.

“Okay, I’ll wear it. You’ll be there with me?” She looked at him.
“Yes, I’m driving you in Dave’s truck since our vehicles aren’t

fixed yet. I’ll stay until you are through, then bring you home,” he
told her, pulling her into his arms.

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Alan drove her to the Club and spent most of his evening with her

in the reception area. He had wanted to take her to see part of the
Club while I it was active, but Rachel was not feeling well and there
was no one to cover for her.

Theresa was uncomfortable at first, but gradually relaxed. Several

people commented on how nice she looked, including Dave and Evan.
“If you keep dressing like this, I’m going to have to give you a raise.
You will definitely attract more people into coming to the Club,”
Dave teased her.

After the Club closed, Alan took Theresa in for a couple drinks.

He had gotten permission from Dave to show her around and maybe
even play a scene. Once they finished their drinks, Alan pulled
Theresa up by the hand and led her to one of the alcoves.

“Tell me what you see and what you think about it,” he said

pulling her in front of him and wrapping his arms around her.

“Well, there’s this cross thing, it looks weird, and then I see a

bench, but it’s higher than a normal bench, that would be hard for
someone to sit on and then there’s a cabinet, I wonder what’s in
there.”

He guided her into the alcove and walked over to the bench. “This

is called a spanking bench, you lean over it,” he said, guiding her
down over the bench, “and then I would raise the end like this,” as he
positioned the bench to the height he wanted. “Then I would fasten
your wrists here,” he told her, quickly applying cuffs she had not
noticed before and fastening her to the bench.

“Then I would fasten your legs, here, spread apart like this.” He

quickly matched actions to words. “Normally you would be naked or
close to naked. We’ll save that for next time,” he told her, lifting her
skirt up to her waist, baring her ass for his pleasure. “Then if you’d
been a bad girl I would punish you.” He slapped her ass, hard. “Or if
you were a good girl, I would reward you.” He slipped his hand
between her spread thighs and ran his finger through her slit until he
found her clit, rubbing little circles around it.

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“Oohhh,” she moaned, “I want…”
“Sometimes you might need a little of both,” he said slapping her

ass four more times, rapidly, then rubbing her clit again and slipping
two fingers into her pussy.

She bucked her hips up off the bench, moaning.
“Occasionally, I might want to use something beside my hand to

punish or reward you,” he said, walking over to the cabinet and
getting something she couldn’t see. Walking back to her, he held up
two objects. “This,” he said, “is a flogger, it has very soft straps and
doesn’t hurt too bad. It’s usually used to give pleasure.” He trailed the
ends over her arm. “This, is a vibrator, it has several speeds and can
also be used for pleasure or punishment.” He showed her the vibe he
had chosen for her.

It was about an inch and a half around and had a tapered head and

it was bright pink. She looked at it and giggled a little.

“You won’t think it’s funny when I show you what I can do with

it.” He grinned at her. Reaching down, he helped her up. “You need to
lose some of those clothes, time to have a little fun.”

She looked around to see if there was anyone there, and he

reassured her. “It’s just us. Dave gave me the keys and we can stay
here as long as we want and no one will bother is. There won’t be
anyone back here until two in the afternoon.”

“Okay,” she said with a shaky voice, looking around once more.
Alan grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, leaning down he

kissed her hard. “Theresa, it will be ok. Do you want to say red and
go home?”

“No, no, I…” She really didn’t know what she wanted, but she

was pretty sure she didn’t want to stop and go home.

“Clothes. Off. Now,” he commanded her.
Theresa swallowed and reached for the hem of her blouse, looking

around again, like there were people hiding in the corners.

Alan stood there watching her, arms crossed over his chest, legs

spread. A domineering pose if there was one.

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“Theresa.” He gave her a look.
She swallowed again, and pulled her shirt off quickly. Still

nervous, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the floor.

“Theresa. The rest of the clothes. Now,” he said firmly.
Looking around again, Theresa, slipped the skirt off and stood

there in her bra, and thong. She had left her shoes in reception. Subs
weren’t allowed to wear shoes in the Club.

“Theresa, if you are not naked in the next sixty seconds, I will

take a paddle to your ass until it is bright red.” He was starting to get
impatient.

“You will?” she asked, wide-eyed. She was not sure if he was

joking or not.

Alan walked to the cabinet and pulled out a small paddle. “I

wouldn’t have gotten it if I wasn’t going to use it. Now, clothes off. I
want you to stand at the cross, your back to me.”

“Okay.” Theresa was nervous and excited. She wasn’t really

scared. She knew Alan wouldn’t hurt her or push her past her limits.
Being in the Club was exciting, and the fact that she was with Alan
was even more exciting.

Hands shaking, she could barely unfasten her bra, but managed.

Slipping off the new thong Alan had bought her, she walked slowly to
the cross. Stepping up to the platform, she waited for Alan to tell her
what to do next.

“Hands over your head, feet on these marks, relax,” he said as he

walked up behind her. He ran one hand over her back, cupping her
ass, the other hand holding her arms in place. “Beautiful,” he breathed
in her ear. “Relax, I won’t hurt you,” he said against her neck.

He fastened her hands to the cross and knelt down to her feet.

Lifting first one leg then the other he spread her wide and fastened her
legs to the cross, too. Holding her hip with one hand, he ran his
tongue up the inside of her leg until he got to her sex.

“Not as scared as we like to act, are we?” he said as he licked her

wet folds. “You’re very wet,” he told her as he licked more.

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“Ooohhh…I…” she panted. “I need to come.”
“Not yet. You need punished for disobeying first.”
“Wh…what?” she stuttered.
“You didn’t take your clothes off when I asked and I had to tell

you several times,” he explained to her.

“Oh. I’m sorry. I just…well…we’re in the Club and there could

be people here and…I’m sorry,” she finally said.

“Theresa, you have to trust me and realize that I know what’s best

for you.”

“Okay.” She really didn’t understand. “Sir?” she said tentatively.
“Yes, baby.”
“Help me understand, I really don’t know what I’m doing, and it

feels like I keep getting it all wrong,” she answered him quietly.

“Theresa, the sub submits to the Master or Sir. Trusting him or her

to take care of their needs and know what’s best for them. The more
we play, the more I will push you. If it ever becomes too much just
say yellow and we will talk. Please, relax and let me take care of you.
I will make sure you have everything you need.”

“Okay.” She relaxed a little.

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Chapter Eleven

He needed to get her to trust him and relax. Right now she was so

confused she would never fully submit, like he wanted her to. He
didn’t need total domination, just enough to give them both the
release they craved. Only Theresa didn’t know it yet.

Taking her face in his hands, he slowly kissed her, rubbing one

hand down her body to her mound. Her body knew what she craved
even if her mind didn’t.

He pressed up against her back and ran his fingers through her slit,

rubbing her clit until it was hard and distended and she was making
little moaning and pleading sounds.

Knowing she was close, he grabbed the flogger and slowly trailed

the ends down her back. This was a soft flogger with wide straps that
would just warm and sensitize the skin without hurting.

Slowly he twirled it over her back, butt, and thighs, barely

brushing the skin, the more she moaned and writhed, the harder he
swung the flogger. He let the strands hit between her legs a few times
and made sure they wrapped around her chest to her breasts and
nipples.

When he had her warmed up, he put the flogger down and

grabbed the paddle. She wasn’t going to get all ten with the paddle,
but she didn’t know that.

“Okay, Theresa, now for your punishment. You will get ten swats

and count and thank me for each one. If you fail to count or thank me
I will start over.”

He reached between her legs and she was sopping, she was

dripping down both thighs and her clit was throbbing with need.

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He gave her one with the paddle, hard.
“Ooohhh, one, thank you, Sir,” she moaned.
He did it again, harder.
“Ahhh,” she screamed this time. “Two, thank you, Sir.”
The next two he gave her with his hand, hitting the crease between

her legs and butt. She jumped each time but counted and thanked him.
Then he gave her a couple more with the paddle, alternating between
his hand and the paddle until he gave her the final smack with the
paddle right on the pussy lips, catching her distended clit also. As he
hit her he commanded, “Come,” and she did, screaming his name.

With one hand around her waist to support her, he unfastened her

legs and then her hands, catching her as she fell backward. Lifting her
in his arms, he took her to the loveseat tucked in the corner and
wrapped her in a soft blanket provided for aftercare.

Holding her in his arms he placed little kisses all over her face and

talked soothingly to her. He held her tight and murmured to her,
knowing that this was very intense for her. She was processing
feelings and emotions that she hadn’t realized she had buried. She
sobbed and laughed and cried incoherently while he held her.

After a few minutes she calmed down and looked up at him, the

most beautiful smile on her face. “That was…wow!” she said quietly.
“I didn’t know…”

“And it only gets better from here, “ he told her as he leaned down

and took her mouth in a steamy kiss. Slipping his tongue between her
lips and thoroughly exploring her mouth.

Wrapping her in the blanket, he set her on the couch and went to

gather their things. Packing everything in the bag, including the things
he had taken out of the cabinet, he put the bag over his shoulder and
went back to where Theresa still lay on the loveseat.

He wrapped the blanket tighter around her and picked her up.

“Where are we going?” she asked quietly.

“Home, we can finish this there,” he said carrying her toward the

exit.

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“I need to get dressed, I can’t go home in just a blanket,” she

protested.

“Why, it’s the middle of the night and you’re covered, no one will

see,” he told her as he kept walking.

She struggled briefly, too tired to put much of an effort into it, and

finally give in. She was too sated and too exhausted to put up much of
a fight.

He carried her to the truck and opening the driver’s side, moved

her to the middle. He wanted her close. She slept most of the way
back to her house, and he thought about how wonderful she was.

She snuggled into him as he drove, totally relaxed. Her body

trusted him even though her mind hadn’t given in yet. He didn’t want
her total submission, but he did want her to be able to let go during a
scene and in the bedroom. It would take some time, she was too used
to being on her own and independent.

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Chapter Twelve

When they got to Theresa’s house, Joe was waiting. Not wanting

to expose her, Alan left Theresa in the truck while he went to deal
with Joe.

“Hey, asshole, where’s my sis? She in the truck?” he asked,

walking up, “I want to talk to her. Since you all are doing all these
upgrades on the house, I’m gonna have to raise the price.” He tried to
get around Alan and look into the truck.

“Go away, Joe. She doesn’t want to deal with you.” Alan told him

as he dialed his phone.

“She needs to tell me that. Who you calling, big guy?” Joe asked

as he tried to shove Alan aside.

Alan ignored him and stood firmly in place. He really didn’t need

this now. Theresa would be so embarrassed. She didn’t need this
either.

They heard sirens and Joe ambled off to his car. “Tell my sis I’ll

be back, time to blow this.” He jumped in the car and it took off with
a squeal of tires.

Alan ran and opened the door, then got Theresa from the truck and

got her in the house. He didn’t want to expose her to the police and
wanted her in the house and safe. Laying her on the bed, he went to
deal with the police. Hopefully she would sleep until he got back.

After what seemed like forever, the police were gone and Alan

could go back to Theresa. They had some things to finish.

Thankfully, Theresa was still sleeping. Quickly removing his

clothes, and putting his toy bag within easy reach, he crawled into the
bed with her. Unwrapping her from the blanket, he ran his hands up

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and down her body, touching every inch he could. Pulling her tightly
into his arms, he gently kissed her. He felt her body’s response before
she opened her eyes.

Gazing into his eyes, Theresa gave into the feelings she had. She

opened her lips and allowed him in. Following his tongue, she slipped
hers into his mouth and explored him as he had her. She lifted her
arms around his neck and held him close, burying her hands in his
hair.

He pulled back and looked into her eyes. “Hi,” he whispered.

“We’re home.”

“Yeah, I noticed. I must have passed out.”
“You were tired.”
“I wonder why, someone wore me out, I think.” She smiled.
“Yep, and I’m about to do it again, think you’re up for it?” he

asked her.

Looking down, she giggled and said, “If I’m not you definitely

are.” Her eyes were big at his erection.

“Well, so I am.” He laughed back, and kissed her again. Pulling

back he took both her hands in one of his and lifted them above her
head. Holding them there with one hand, he reached into his bag with
the other and pulled out some scarves. Taking one scarf and tying her
hands together, he looped another one through the first and fastened
them to the headboard. She had some movement, but couldn’t lower
her hands.

Then working his way down her body with licks, nips and kisses,

when he got to her feet, he spread her legs and looped a scarf around
each ankle and fastened them to the foot board of the bed. Sitting
back on his heels he observed his work.

“Very nice, are you in any pain?”
“No, nothing hurts,” she answered him.
“Yet,” he said threateningly.
She swallowed and looked at him. “Yet?” she questioned.
“Yet,” he said again with a smirk on his face.

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“Oh…I…” Her brain didn’t seem to work and she couldn’t seem

to form any words. Somewhere she had heard that anticipation was
half the fun. She was definitely anticipating now.

He reached into the bag he had now placed on the bed and started

pulling things out. The first thing he got was a wide black strap. “Lift
up,” he told her placing one hand under her hips.

She lifted her hips and he fitted the strap around her, adjusting it

so that one piece dangled above her mound, he said. “Perfect,” and
fitted the vibrator to it so that it rested on her clit. Pulling another
strap up between her legs from the back he fastened it so the no
matter how she moved the vibe would stay in place. Adjusting the
vibe to make sure it was where he wanted it, he turned it on.

“Ohhh,” she moaned. “That feels…ohhh.” Her brain was mush.
Reaching up, he started rubbing her breasts, pinching and pulling

at the nipples. Once he had both nipples hard and distended, he
reached into his bag and pulled out two nipple clamps. “These have
soft pads and are good for beginners. Tell me if they are too tight, but
we don’t want them so loose that they will fall off, he told her
fastening the first one.

“Oh, oh oh,” she panted. “I don’t…it hurts.”
“Take a few deep breaths, Theresa, give it a minute.” He told her

as he took the nipple in his mouth and soothed it with his tongue.
“Ready for the next one,” he asked her when he felt her relax.

Knowing what was coming, she took a deep breath and nodded.
He applied the other clamp and immediately took her nipple in his

mouth until he felt her relax again. “Better now?” he asked her.

She nodded and he reached back into the bag and brought out a

flogger. She looked at it wide-eyed, but remembering how it had felt
on her back was not too scared.

“I’m going to use this to warm up those beautiful tits. If it gets to

be too much, say red, and if you need to slow down say yellow.
Ready?”

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She nodded again and he reached down and turned up the vibe

and pressed it more firmly into her clit, tightening the strap slightly.

She arched her hips and moaned, “Oh God.”
He took the flogger and gently trailed it over her breasts and

stomach. Swishing it gently he trailed it back and forth until he saw
her relax slightly. Upping the speed on the vibe again, he lifted his
arm and brought the flogger down on both breasts, not hard, but
harder than she expected.

The sensation was intense. More intense than she had anticipated.

Not knowing what he was going to do next and not being able to
move her arms to protect herself, Theresa’s body was a mass of
confusion. Part of her wondered what he was going to do next, but she
knew he wouldn’t hurt her and her body was primed for whatever
came.

He flogged her breasts a few more times, then leaned down to kiss

her. “How are you doing?” he asked.

“I need, I…” She panted, not knowing what she wanted. “More,”

she finally got out.

“Yes, baby, more,” he answered her.
He leaned down and turned the vibe off, removing it and the

straps.

“Nooo,” she moaned. She was so close, why was he stopping?
“Shhh. I’m not finished.” He smiled at her.
“Please, please, please,” she panted.
“Yes, baby, I won’t stop.” Releasing her hands and legs, he

flipped her over and back into the bag he went, this time pulling out a
small butt plug and lube. Reaching between her legs, he circled her
clit with one finger and plunged two more inside her. Knowing it
would be easier for her to take the plug, he gave her a quick orgasm,
listening to her scream his name.

He lubed one finger and pouring more lube over her small hole, he

rimmed it with the finger.

“Ohhh.” She squirmed and tried to get away.

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“Easy, relax and let me in.” He soothed her, slipping his finger in.

Taking his other hand and rubbing her clit, he slowly pushed his
finger in. Moving it around, he pulled out and adding more lube
inserted two fingers.

“I…ohhh,” she moaned.
He continued rubbing her clit and pushing both fingers in as far as

they would go. Slowly he pulled them out and then pushed them back
several times. He continued this until she came again, screaming.
Taking his fingers out, he lubed the plug and slowly pushed it in.
Once he had it in as far as it would go, he turned her back over and
refastened her restraints.

Moving the hair out of her face, he kissed her nibbling on her lips.

“How are you doing?”

“That was…I…wow!” Brain still not working.
“Yeah, baby, wow,” he said against her mouth.
“Sir, what’s in my ass?” she asked, finally getting her brain to

work.

“Just a small butt plug,” he answered her as he reached and

twisted one of the clamps.

“Ohhh…small?” she questioned.
“Yes, baby, I want to play more there, but I need to get you used

to having something there and soon I want to fuck you there.”

“Oh,” she answered, not sure how she felt about that. It felt like

she had a baseball bat up there now, how would it feel with his cock?
He said the plug was small and his cock was anything but small.

“Theresa, it feels bigger because you’re not used to it. I will use

several plugs up there getting larger each time and leaving them
longer until you are stretched and ready for me. You’ll get used to it.”

I don’t think so, she thought, but didn’t say anything, just bit her

bottom lip. “How long?” she asked.

“How long what, baby?” he answered confused.
“How long do I have to leave it in?” she asked, chewing her

bottom lip.

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“As long as I want you to.”
“Oh.”
He saw the doubt in her eyes, but didn’t say anything. He knew he

would get his way. She was too responsive not to let him try this.

He tugged on the clamps and watched her face. It told him all he

needed to know. Licking and nibbling his way down, he removed the
first clamp, taking her nipple in his mouth as she screamed.

“Oh my God!” The blood rushing back in the tiny bud caused her

to come again and she bucked her hips, tossing her head back and
forth. She didn’t think her nipple could hurt that bad. It felt like it had
been pinched off. “God,” she screamed again.

“Now I’m going to take the other one off,” he told her, releasing

her first nipple.

“No,” she panted.
“You want me to leave it on?” he looked at her with amusement.
“No,” she answered firmly.
“Theresa, no, leave it on, or no take it off?” He had a mischievous

twinkle in his eyes. “It has to come off.”

“I…oh God,” she answered. It hurt so bad to have the other one

taken off, but he was right, she couldn’t leave it on. “Let me do it.”
She finally answered him.

“Okay, if that’s what you want.” He unfastened her arms and sat

back on his heels to watch.

She reached down and pulled the clamp off fast, like removing a

Band-Aid. Without the counter pressure from his mouth it hurt more
than the first one. “Oh God, how can it hurt worse? What did you do
to me?”

“Here, let me help.” He moved her hand and took the poor little

bud in his mouth, laving it with his tongue until he felt her relax
again.

“Thank you…I…that…thank you,” she managed around her tears.

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Smiling, he kissed each nipple and licked and sucked his way

down to her mound. Reaching underneath her, he lifted her hips and
sucked her clit into his mouth.

“Ooohhh!” she moaned, thrashing her head back and forth. “That

feels so good.”

Nipping, licking and sucking, he brought her to her brink again.

Tapping the butt plug every so often he played with her. When she
was begging to come and thrashing all over the bed, he moved up her
and thrust into her tight channel.

“Oooohhh,” she moaned as he took her mouth in a scorching kiss.
She was so tight with plug, he wasn’t going to last long. Pumping

in and out, faster and deeper each time he rubbed her clit and pushed
her closer and closer to the brink.

He came with a growl and she screamed as she came with him.

Panting, he rolled off of her and pulled her on top of him. They both
fell into an exhausted sleep.

The next morning he woke her with a kiss. “I have a surprise for

you.” He told her. “You are going to spend the morning at the spa and
Rachel from the Club is going to meet us there.”

A spa day sounded like lots of fun, but it was something she could

not afford.

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“Alan, that sounds great, but I’m not sure…”
He cut her off before she could finish. “My treat, I want to do this

for you, so Craig and I are going to treat you and Rachel. I’ve already
made the appointment and they know everything I want you to have
done. You can also add anything you want I didn’t ask for. Your job
is to relax and have fun. We’ll pick you girls up when you’re done.”
He pulled her in for a kiss and, slapping her ass, pushed her toward
the shower. “Now, go get showered, they’ll serve you brunch there.
We’re meeting Craig and Rachel in an hour. While you are at the spa,
Craig and I are getting the vehicles, they’re done and ready to be
picked up.” Seeing her face fall again, he knew she was worried about
the expense of the cars. “Don’t worry, I’m paying for whatever
insurance doesn’t cover. We will work it out later. I have more money
than I know what to do with anyway. Now…Shower.” He pushed her
in the bathroom and closed the door before she could say anything
more.

Theresa’s head was spinning, she’d been awake about five

minutes and had been given a lot of information to process. A spa day
did sound like fun, and if Alan wanted to treat her…She wasn’t sure
how she felt about him paying for so many things. The security on her
house, the repairs on her car, he had taken her shopping and
practically bought her a new wardrobe, now he was paying for a spa
day. She was going to owe the man big time. Even though she didn’t
like the thought of Alan paying for so many things, it felt good to be
spoiled by him.

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She quickly showered and when she finished in the bathroom,

went into the bedroom to dress. Alan had laid clothes on the bed, so
she assumed that was what he wanted her to wear. A low-cut scoop-
neck red blouse and short flirty black skirt. She didn’t see a bra or
panties, but knew better than to look for them unless she wanted her
ass smacked.

Grateful for the flats he left instead of the stilettos he usually had

her wear, she walked out to the living room.

“You look beautiful, baby, off we go.” He took her to Dave’s

truck and drove to the spa. He made sure she was checked in and that
they had all his instructions, and left her there with Rachel.

Several hours later, she had been massaged, waxed and buffed.

The waxing was very embarrassing and painful, but Rachel assured
her that all the subs did it for their Doms. If it was something Alan
wanted, she would do it Feeling like a new woman, she and Rachel
walked out of the spa. Surprised they didn’t see Alan and Craig right
away, the girls decided to get a latte and sit outside and enjoy the day.

They found a sunny table and sat to talk and enjoy their drinks.

Theresa was enjoying talking with Rachel. Rachel was very open and
a great source of information on being a sub. They had been talking a
few minutes, when Theresa heard her name called.

“Hey, Sis,” Joe said walking up to them with some of his hoodlum

friends. “Who’s your friend? She’s cute.” The guys with him started
catcalling and whistling.

“Go away, Joe.” Theresa was so embarrassed.
“Come on, Sis, we just want to have fun. Where’s your

bodyguard, he dump you already? That’s too bad. Maybe you and I
could finally hook up. You look good. Think about it, then you
wouldn’t have to move out of the house and I could still have the
money I need.”

“Joe, you need to leave,” Theresa said firmly, dialing 911 on her

phone.

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“Don’t call the cops on me, Sis, you know I’m right. I just want

what’s rightfully mine.”

Rachel had been sitting there quietly, but under the table she was

frantically texting Craig. She knew they were in a bad situation.

Theresa stayed firm with Joe, hoping Alan would come along

soon. They were starting to draw a crowd, but instead of being
embarrassed, Theresa was glad. She knew Joe and his buddies
wouldn’t try anything with the crowd there.

After a few long minutes, Craig pulled up with a screech of tires,

Alan close behind him. Both men jumped out of their trucks and came
running up to the girls. Pushing their way through the crowd, the men
ran to their women.

“Awww, look, her boyfriend’s back,” Joe chanted. “And the

pretty one has a boyfriend, too. What a bummer. Get your shit outta
my house, Sis. I’ll be back for my money. Later.” He turned and
rudely shoved his way through the crowd, his buddies following him,
catcalling and jeering.

Theresa looked at Rachel and apologized. “I’m sorry you had to

witness that.” She felt like she should explain more, but really didn’t
have the energy to go into it.

“Don’t worry about it, honey, we’ll talk sometime at the Club.

Let’s get out of here.” Rachel hugged Theresa and, taking Craig’s
hand, walked to his truck, smiling.

Alan looked at Theresa. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Let’s just get out of here.”
Not exactly how Alan had planned on the day ending. He was

frustrated at himself for allowing Theresa to be put in that situation.
He had planned on being at the spa before the girls were done, but it
had taken longer at the car shop and they had ran late. Something he
was going to make sure didn’t happen in the future.

He drove for a while, then pulled into an empty parking lot and

pulled Theresa into his arms. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. Are
you really okay?”

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She smiled up at him and reached one hand up to cup his face.

“I’m fine. Thank you for being so concerned. Joe was just being his
usual asshole self. Something I’m afraid, I’ve gotten used to. I really
need to figure out a way to get rid of him for good. I’m afraid he
won’t go without money though.”

“I’m going to make an appointment with my lawyer and you and I

will go and talk to him and make sure there’s nothing Joe can do. I
want to make sure your house is safe. Then I’ll figure out a way to get
rid of him.”

“I have a lawyer,” Theresa told him.
“I know, but I trust my lawyer and want you to see him. I don’t

know your guy and I’m not saying he’s bad, I just want you to see
someone I know and trust.”

“Okay,” Theresa answered with a sigh, but all she could think

about was that it would mean more expense.

“Now, let’s see how they did,” Alan said, reaching beneath her

skirt.

“Here, in the parking lot, what if someone sees?” Theresa

squeaked as Alan rubbed his hand over her bare mound.

“There’s no one around and I want to see and feel. I may even

taste if I want to,” Alan told her as he ran his hand over her bare
mound. Pushing her against the passenger door of his truck, he turned
her and lifted her legs, one over the back of the seat, the other onto the
dash.

He peered between her legs, and leaning down, grasped her

buttocks one in each hand, lifting her to his mouth, he licked her bare
mound and slipping his tongue into her pussy, licked from her clit to
her rear hole.

“Very nice, beautiful. You taste like sweet honey. Give me more

of your cream, come for me,” he whispered against her, licking and
sucking her clit, running his tongue up and down her slit, rimming her
pussy and rear hole, until he had her writhing and squirming, begging
for more.

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“Oh…oh…oh…I’m coming…oh,” Theresa cried. Regardless of

the protests of her mind, her body responded to him wherever they
were. She couldn’t control it. All he had to do was look at her and her
panties, when she was allowed to wear them, were wet and her body
was ready for whatever he wanted.

Alan lifted his head, smiling, and pulled Theresa back into his

arms, holding her tight. Once she had calmed down, he kissed her and
put her back in her seat. “Let’s go home where we can finish this. I’m
a little old for sex in the truck. Besides, I have some toys I want to
play with.”

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Chapter Fourteen

Alan drove them home and led Theresa into the bedroom. In the

bedroom, Alan sat on the bed and stood Theresa between his legs.
“Now, strip,” he commanded her.

Slowly she lifted her top up, over her stomach, to just below her

breasts. “Like this?” she said in what she hoped was a seductive
voice, lifting her top to just below her nipples and rubbing it back and
forth.

“Higher,” he told her.
“Like this?” she asked, just barely lifting it over her nipples, only

to bring it back down.

“Higher!” he said again, watching her closely.
She lifted it to just above her breasts and taking her fingers,

pinched her nipples, pulling them and rubbing them with her palms.
“Is this high enough?” she asked breathily.

“Take it off, baby, all the way off,” he told her, not moving his

eyes.

Theresa quickly slipped the blouse over her head, and went back

to playing with her breasts. She had never done anything like this
before, but thought it would be something Alan would like. She had
talked to Rachel a little about subs and masters and had a better
understanding of her position, but wanted to talk to her more and get
more information.

“Now the skirt,” Alan told her impatiently.
She skimmed her palms over her breasts and down over her

stomach to the button and zipper on the skirt. Undoing the button, she
slowly moved the zipper down and lowered the skirt to her hip bones.

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Shimmying her hips, she reached back up and pulled her nipples,

moaning for effect. Smiling, she licked her lips and looked into
Alan’s eyes.

“Skirt off,” he told her a little breathlessly.
She gave the skirt a little push and shimmied it off her hips and let

it fall to pool at her feet. Running her hands from her breasts down to
her hips. She crossed her hands over her bare mound and licked her
lips again.

She kicked off her shoes and kicked the skirt and blouse across

the room. Dropping to her knees, she reached for the buttons on his
shirt, slowly undoing them, one by one.

Alan leaned back on his hands and waited to see how far she

would go and what she would do. This was something he hadn’t
expected from her, but he was thoroughly enjoying the show. It was
all he could do to control himself as she parted his shirt and ran her
hands over his chest and abs.

She palmed his nipples and then, leaning forward, licked his skin.

She licked her way down to his nipples and when she took one in her
mouth, she felt a shudder run through his body.

The girl didn’t know what she was starting, but he knew how it

was going to finish.

She licked and sucked his nipple, lightly grazing it with her teeth.

Working her way back and forth over his nipples, she pushed his
unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and down as far as she could.

She kissed and licked her way over his chest, taking the

occasional nibble. Stopping at his navel, she licked all around the
indentation and took a bite right below it. Reaching down, she
unfastened the button on his jeans, lowering the zipper.

He took his shirt the rest of the way off and leaned back on his

hands, letting her have her way, anxious to see how far she would
take things.

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Unzipping his jeans, she was surprised to find he was commando

underneath them. His cock sprang forward to greet her. She opened
his jeans, and easing her hand in, helped his cock out.

Leaning back, she took a good look at it and gazed up at him.

Smiling, he looked back at her and nodded his head, silently giving
her permission to explore.

She took his cock in both her small hands and wrapped them

around it. He was so big she couldn’t close her hand around him.
Running her hands up and down his shaft, she brushed one thumb
over the head, catching the small drop of moisture there. Lifting her
thumb to her mouth, she sucked it and licked her lips.

Smiling she leaned down and licked the head, running her tongue

over the slit catching any remaining moisture. She licked up and
down, following her hands as they moved over him, returning to the
head often to lick it and the slit there.

He let her play until he didn’t think he could take any more.

Fisting his hand in her hair and pushing her back on her heels. “Open
wide,” he told her and when she complied he slowly fed his cock into
her mouth. Controlling her head with her hair he slowly pushed more
and more of himself into her.

When he hit the back of her throat and she gagged, he backed off

a little and gave her a minute to catch her breath. “Breathe through
your nose,” he told her and thrust back in. She gagged again and had
tears streaming down her face. Pulling out, he told her, “Take a
couple deep breaths, you’re okay. Do you want to stop?” He prayed
she would continue.

“No, I just need to get used to it. Please, Sir, go slow.” She really

wanted to do this for him. Rachel had told her when he got to the back
of her throat to swallow and it would make it easier. She needed to
remember that and not panic when she gagged.

She took him back in her mouth and tried her best to relax her

throat muscles like Rachel had told her. Swallowing helped and soon
he was holding her hair and thrusting in and out of her mouth.

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She relaxed and let him take over. “Baby, you need to either pull

back or get ready to swallow. I’m going to come in that wonderful
mouth of yours or over those beautiful tits. You need to decide now.”
He wasn’t sure he could pull out in time, but wanted to give her the
choice.

Theresa grabbed his hips tighter, hoping he would understand that

she wanted to do this for him. Swallowing, she ran her tongue around
him and kept her throat relaxed. She felt him jerk and felt the hot
squirts hit the back of her throat. She swallowed and swallowed until
he stopped and she licked him off and pulled her head back.

Alan fell back on the bed and Theresa laid her head on his hip.

“That was wonderful, baby, thank you for doing that for me,” he told
her quietly. Reaching up, he grabbed her under the arms and pulled
her up and over him, holding her in his arms. Both of them were
content to lie there for a few minutes and he basked in just holding
her.

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Chapter Fifteen

After a few minutes, smoothing his hand down her body to the

apex of her thighs, reaching between them, he fingered her slit. “Baby
needs to come now.” He whispered against her skin rubbing his lips
over her forehead, down to her nose and finally taking her lips.

Pulling her up into the middle of the bed, he crouched over her,

and lowered himself onto her thighs. Leaning over her, he kissed her
again, thoroughly exploring her mouth.

Raising both of her hands over her head, he told her, “Keep them

there or I’ll restrain you.” He then kissed, licked and nipped his way
down to her breasts, sucking one distended nipple into his mouth.
While sucking on one nipple, he pinched and pulled the other one
until both nipples were swollen and throbbing.

Working his way down to her mound, he laved his tongue over

her clit and down to her rear hole, licking up and down, up and down.

Leaning over her, he reached under the bed and grabbed his toy

bag. Pulling out his lube, he coated one finger and rimmed her back
hole. Taking her clit in his mouth he sucked and nipped the tiny bud,
making her writhe and moan.

Leaving her clit, he added more lube and inserted two fingers into

her ass, pumping them in and out.

Without thinking, Theresa reached down to pull Alan’s head back

to her.

“I told you, no moving your hands,” he admonished her, sitting up

and going back into the toy bag. He grabbed a couple scarves and
quickly secured her hands to the headboard.

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Going back into the toy bag, he brought out a medium-sized butt

plug and a pair of nipple clamps.

“Look what I have for you.” He showed her the objects.
“Please, Sir, not the clamps, they hurt.” She whined.
“You need to get used to them, baby, they look beautiful on you,

will you please wear them for me?”

She just nodded, biting her bottom lip. Rachel had told her that the

more she wore them, the more she would get used to them and
eventually they would feel good and she would welcome the pain.
Theresa wasn’t so sure, but if it was something Alan wanted, she
would do anything for him. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her or push
more than she could take.

Taking a deep breath and trying to do some of the breathing

exercises Rachel had told her about, Theresa tried to free her mind. If
she could float out of her body, the experience would be better for
her, at least that’s what Rachel had told her. Something about a thing
called subspace. She really needed to get on the Internet and do some
research. She also needed to spend more time with Rachel and some
of the other girls at the Club. So much to learn.

Alan had finished licking and sucking her first breast and was

applying the clamp. She watched his face as he slowly tighten the tiny
screw. He was staring intently at her, and she assumed he was
watching her reaction. Trying not to show her fear or pain in her face,
she continued her breathing concentrating so hard she missed the
question he asked her.

“Theresa,” he said sharply, “where were you?” He was leaning

over her, looking down into her face.

“I was doing some breathing exercises to help ease the pain,” she

answered him. She wasn’t sure if she should let him know that she
had talked to Rachel about these things or not. She didn’t want to get
Rachel in trouble and wasn’t sure what he would say if she told him.

“Is it really that bad, baby?” he asked her. He had used nipple

clamps on lots of subs and none of them had had this intense of a

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reaction. It may have been that Theresa was new and not used to play,
but the clamps seemed to really bother her. Which disappointed him,
nipple clamps were one of his favorite toys.

“It’s better with the breathing, I’ll get used to them, just give me

time, I’m not used to anyone playing with my breasts and they have
always been very sensitive.” She smiled at him to let him know she
was okay. “Please, put the other one on.” She couldn’t believe she had
said that, but wanted him to know she really was okay.

“Are you sure?” He didn’t want to hurt her, and this was for her

pleasure as much as his. If the clamps really bothered her, maybe he
would have to find some other way to play with her breasts.

Wishing she could touch him, she smiled again, and said, “If you

don’t, I won’t get used to them.”

He leaned down and took her other breast in his mouth, preparing

it as he had the first one, for the clamp. He made sure the clamps
weren’t too tight and kissed his way down to her cleft. Taking the butt
plug and the lube he slowly inserted it, watching her face. Her hips
started jerking up and down and she was thrashing her head back and
forth. He took her clit in his mouth and sucked, inserting two fingers
into her at the same time.

Curling his fingers and finding that special spot, he stroked and

sucked until she came, screaming. As she screamed, he reached up
and twisted the nipple clamps. He couldn’t resist playing with her
breasts.

Alan continued playing with Theresa and made her come several

more times before he took her. They slept for a while, then it was time
for Theresa to go to work.

The evening passed without incident and the next day Alan took

Theresa to meet with his lawyer. He knew she had her own lawyer,
but he wanted to make sure everything was filed correctly with her
house and he wanted someone he trusted to do it.

“Baby, I’m sure your lawyer is good, but I’ve known Kevin for

years, we were in the Army together and I trust him with anything.”

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Chapter Sixteen

It was Theresa’s night off and Alan was taking her to the Club.

Theresa wasn’t sure if she was comfortable going to the Club to play,
“what will they think of me?” she asked Alan.

“They will all be there for the same reason you are, Theresa, no

one will pay you any attention, everyone is there to play.”

“But you don’t understand, I have to deal with these people as part

of my work. If they all see me undressed, what will they think when
they have to see me in reception?”

“Theresa, I do understand. No one will think anything less of you.

When they see you it will be the same.”

Theresa was still unsure, but Alan was insistent that they go to the

Club, so she gave in. She dressed in what Alan had lain out for her,
one of the new outfits he had purchased for her.

He had left her a sheer, spaghetti strap dress that was low-cut in

the front and barely covered her butt, the hem hitting just below her
cheeks. It was a dark red and she had to admit, the color was good for
her, and with the stiletto heels he left her, it made her legs look a mile
long. She only had to manage the shoes until she got to the Club, subs
were not allowed to wear shoes in the Club.

Finishing dressing and her make-up, she walked out to the living

room to find Alan waiting on her. He was wearing black leather pants,
biker boots and a black leather vest, left open to show off his
magnificent chest. Theresa didn’t care if he was twenty years older
than her, he looked good enough to eat.

He stood as she walked into the room and let out a wolf whistle.

“You look good, girl. I knew you would,” he said, reaching for her.

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He gave her a steamy kiss and ran his hands over her body. “Feel
good, too,” he whispered, chewing on her neck.

“We could stay here and play,” she whispered.
“No, I need to show you off,” he answered. Grabbing her hand, he

led her out of the house and to his truck. Putting her in the vehicle, he
drove them to the Club. When he got to the Club, he parked and
turned to her. “Before we go in I need to explain some things to you.
Since this is your first time in the Club as my sub, you need to know
the rules. At Club de Fleurs, subs are not allowed to wear shoes,
which you already know, they are also not allowed to speak to, touch,
or look at others without their Dom’s permission. If you do anything
of these things, I will have to punish you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”
“While we are in the Club you will address me as Master or Sir,

failure to do so will also result in punishment. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”
“Theresa I’m a very strict Master and will not put up with any

transgressions. You will be punished for every incident and I will
keep track, so you need to watch your actions very carefully. If I feel
that you are misbehaving just to get punished, it won’t be any fun for
you. I know all this is new to you, but you are a beautiful, intelligent
woman and I know you understand everything I’ve told you. You can
do this.” He turned and got out of the truck.

He helped her out and led her into the Club. Theresa was so afraid

that she was going to screw up she was shaking. She thought this was
supposed to be fun, but she hadn’t been aware of all the rules. She
definitely didn’t want to disappoint Alan and punishment didn’t sound
like fun. What had she gotten herself into?

Mulling things over in her head, she really worked herself into a

state and by the time Alan had them checked in and was leading her
into the Club’s main room she was in tears.

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Once Alan got her into the Club he noticed that she was shaking.

Pulling her into an empty corner, he sat down on the loveseat
provided there, and pulled her into his lap.

“Hey, what’s got you so upset?” he asked in a soothing tone.
Hiccupping and trying not to sob out loud, she answered in a rush,

“I’m so afraid I’m going to screw up and get in trouble, and then
you’ll be disappointed in me and maybe not want me anymore and
I…”

“Shhh, baby, you’ll do fine. I’m not that shallow that I would give

up on you so easily. This is a learning experience, for both of us.
You’ll be learning how to be my sub and I’m learning how to be your
master. The only rules are the ones we make together. The only
people you have to worry about pleasing are me and you. We’re in
this together. You’ll do fine.” He held her tight and tried to reassure
her with his words and body. He had never had a sub that tried so
hard to please. He wanted this to be fun for Theresa. She needed to
get as much out of it as he did, otherwise, it wasn’t worth it.

“Do you mean it, you won’t give up on me?” she asked

insecurely.

“No, I won’t give up on you. I will punish you, but it won’t be

bad, I’m a strict master, but not a harsh one. I’ll be fair to you, but I
will punish or discipline you when you need it. Theresa, you will do
fine. Just relax and remember what I told you outside.”

He kissed the tears from her face and stood her up. “Let’s go look

around. I want to show you some of the demonstrations happening
tonight, then we are going to a private room to play.” Taking her by
the hand he led her to the first alcove.

Dave and Evan were doing a flogger demo with their sub/wife

Sadie tonight. Alan knew it would be gentle and not too intimidating
because Sadie was pregnant with the trio’s first child.

There were several people standing and sitting around the alcove

and Theresa knew them all. She was very self-conscious, but Alan’s
hand in hers kept her grounded. She tried to keep her eyes on the

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floor, but it was hard when people spoke to her. She was used to
looking at people from her work as the receptionist and it was hard
not to look people in the eye.

Alan led her to a reserved seat in the front and sat her on his lap.

“You can look up and watch baby, if you have any questions, you
have permission to ask them.”

Theresa sat stiffly in Alan’s lap, uncomfortable with the situation

and atmosphere. She wasn’t sure how to act and very afraid of
screwing it up and getting in trouble. The thought of punishment
really scared her. She knew in her heart that Alan would never hurt
her, but her brain told her that punishments were meant to hurt.

Alan could feel the tension in Theresa’s body and knew he had to

do something to get her to relax. He pulled her tighter into his arms
and leaned down and kissed her. She was stiff and unresponsive at
first, but Alan persisted, taking small nips at her mouth and gently
pushing past her tightly held lips.

He continued the kiss until he felt her begin to relax. Still holding

her with one arm, he used his other to stroke her back and hair. As he
felt her relax more, he slipped his hand into the top of her dress to
play with her breast and nipple. Feeling her respond to his touch, he
pulled his head back, leaving his hand on her breast.

Theresa looked up at Alan, forgetting where they were and what

was happening. At this moment in time, there were only the two of
them. No one else mattered. “Thank you,” she whispered, knowing he
was trying to help her relax.

She leaned back into his chest and let her body go slack. Nothing

else mattered. She was with Alan and he would take care of her.

Dave and Evan started the demonstration, explaining that Sadie

was pregnant and all the precautions they were taking to protect her
and the baby.

Theresa could tell how much Dave and Evan loved Sadie, by their

actions and the tone of their voices. Sadie was radiant and even bent

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over a spanking bench, ass in the air, she looked relaxed and seemed
to be enjoying herself.

Rachel came and sat with Theresa and Alan, and in a quiet voice

explained more of what was happening to Theresa. Rachel was able to
give Theresa the sub’s insight of what was happening and Theresa
understood more about her body’s responses to what she was seeing.

The demonstration didn’t last long. As the crowd broke up several

people came up and spoke to Theresa, complementing her on her
outfit and the way she looked and telling her they were glad to see her
playing in the Club.

The more people who came and talked with her, the more Theresa

relaxed. When the last person walked away, Alan still sat with
Theresa on his lap. “Would you be willing to try something like that
with me?” he asked her. “I have a private room set aside for us if you
want to play in private. No one will bother us and no one will see
you.”

Theresa’s eyes got wide and she smiled, nodding her consent. Just

watching Dave and Evan play with Sadie had affected her and she
was curious to see if she would have the same reaction that Sadie had.
Evan and Dave had made Sadie come several times and the look on
Sadie’s face was euphoric when Evan carried her off. Theresa wanted
to have that feeling.

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Chapter Seventeen

Alan stood Theresa up and taking her by the hand, he led her to a

private room. What Theresa didn’t realize is that by responding to the
people that had spoken to her without getting his permission first, she
had broken the rules he had set before they entered the Club. He had
decided to wait until he got her in the room to explain it to her, he had
the perfect punishment in mind.

When he got her to the room, he sat in an overstuffed chair that

was provided and pulled her to stand in front of him. “Do you
remember the rules I told you about before we came in the Club?” he
asked her.

“Yes,” she answered him, trying to remember everything he had

told her.

“Did you break any of those tonight?”
“I…well…maybe,” she answered, still trying to remember what

he had said. She must have done something or he wouldn’t be
questioning her.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at her. “Maybe?”
“I…didn’t ask permission to talk to any of the people that stopped

to see me and I haven’t been calling you Sir or Master?” she asked
him hesitantly, even though she knew this was the correct answer.

“So, what do you think I should do about that?” he asked her,

wanting to see her reaction.

“Umm…well…you said you would punish me, I guess we could

just go home and go to bed and not play.” She didn’t like this idea,
but didn’t know what else to suggest.

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“That would punish me, too. Do I need to be punished?” he asked

her, wanting to push her a little.

“No, but I don’t know what else to say.” She was chewing on her

bottom lip.

“What about a paddling? Would that be punishment?” he asked

her, looking toward the paddles hanging on the wall.

“A paddling? With a paddle?” she asked, looking around at the

implements hanging on the walls, just now noticing them. There were
several paddles, straps, crops and other things she didn’t know what
to call hanging. What would he use? He had paddled her once before,
and that had been ok, but would this time be the same?

Standing up, Alan turned Theresa toward the rack of implements,

and walked her to stand in front of them. “Which one do you think I
should use?” he asked her, sweeping his hand over the arrangement.

Still chewing her lip, Theresa looked wide-eyed at the selection.

What would hurt the least? Would he really let her choose? What if
the one she picked really hurt? She reached her hand tentatively
toward the wall, only to pull it back quickly, like she had been
burned.

“I…I don’t know. How do I choose?” She turned her head to look

at him.

“Do you want me to pick?” he asked her, amusement in his voice.
“I don’t know,” she answered again. Afraid to pick and afraid not

to.

“If you don’t pick one, I will have to. I’m going to count to ten

and if you haven’t chosen something by then I will,” he told her,
walking back to the chair and leaving her alone to choose.

“Oh,” Theresa said in a small voice, looking at everything in front

of her.

“One, two…” Alan started counting slowly, waiting several

seconds between each number to give her time to look and touch.

Theresa reached out and tentatively touched a small ping-pong-

like paddle. One side was leather and the other was wood. It didn’t

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look like it could hurt too bad and it was small. She remembered how
the paddle he had used the other night felt, and had second thoughts.
Then she looked at something that looked like a small fly swatter, that
would sting, but it was also small.

“Seven, eight…” she heard Alan say in the background. Time was

almost up. There were bigger paddles, but she was sure they would
hurt more. She didn’t even want to think about him using a strap on
her, sure that would really hurt. There were canes and switches, but
she didn’t like the look of those either. Grabbing the small fly-
swatter-like thing, she took a deep breath and turned to him.

“This,” she said firmly.
“Are you sure?” he asked her, sure she didn’t know that it was

called a clit whip and used primarily on that part of a woman’s
anatomy.

“Yes,” she stated, more confident this time.
“Do you know where that is meant to be used?” he asked her.
“On the bottom, where else would someone be spanked?” she said

quickly.

“There are several places I will use that, but first you need to be

naked,” he said, as he pulled her toward him, and started lifting her
dress.

“Several places, you are going to spank me somewhere beside on

the bottom?” She was not so sure of her choice now.

“Yes, I’m going to spank you on other parts of your body. I can

punish you wherever I feel that you deserve it.”

“Oh,” she answered, really unsure of her choice now. Where

would he choose to use it? She had never thought about him using it
other places. Thinking back to some of the books she read, she now
realized where he could use that small whip.

“Lift your arms, this needs to come off,” Alan told her as he lifted

her dress, skimming the backs of his hands over her from thigh to just
below her arms while pulling the dress up.

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Without thinking, Theresa complied, still mulling over all the

places he could use the small whip and wondering how much it would
hurt.

“Are you scared?” Alan asked her, not wanting her to be too

overwhelmed.

“A little, maybe,” Theresa answered truthfully.”
“Do you remember the safe words I told you about?”
“Yes.”
“What are they and what do they mean?” He wanted to make sure

she knew she had the power to stop this.

“Yellow for slow down, and red, everything stops for the night

and we go home.”

“Right and you won’t be scared to use them?”
“No, I’ll use them.” Theresa hoped this was true, but she was so

afraid of disappointing Alan that she didn’t think she would call a
stop even if it got to be too much.

“Okay, I don’t want you to talk any more unless I ask you a

question or you need to use one of your safe words. I’m going to
restrain you for your punishment. No coming unless I give you
permission. Understand?”

Theresa swallowed a couple times and took a deep breath. “Yes,”

she said in a small voice.

Alan backed her up against the wall. Embedded in the wood there

were several eye hooks at various heights for restraining subs. Taking
a soft silk scarf from the drawer in the dresser, he tied both her wrists
together and fastened them over her head.

He then got a spreader bar and showing it to her explained that he

was going to use it to keep her legs apart.

When he had her positioned as he wanted her he picked up the

small whip and slapped it on his hand a few times. Turning to her, he
took it and trailed it over her mouth, barely touching her skin. Moving
it slowly and grazing her skin, he trailed it down her neck and over
her collarbone to the top of her breasts.

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“These are very sensitive, how would it feel if I were to use this

here?” he asked, lightly smacking the top of one breast.

“Would it hurt worse on the nipple?” He smacked her nipple

lightly next. He knew he wasn’t hitting hard enough to hurt, just light
taps to waken the nerve endings.

“Oooohhhh,” she moaned.
He reached down and felt between her legs. “Like that did we,

what if I did it a little harder?” He tapped her other breast a little
harder, first on the top, then on the nipple.

Feeling the gush of wetness between her thighs he tapped each

breast again, a little harder this time. He went back and forth between
each breast until they were both red and her nipples engorged and
swollen.

Leaning down he took one nipple in his mouth and sucked.
Theresa arched her back and moaned, wanting, needing more. She

didn’t know how she could be enjoying this, but she was. She wanted
more, she wanted Alan to use the whip on her clit and she wanted to
see what else he could do with it. She didn’t know anything could feel
this good.

“Oh God, that feels so good, Sir, please.” She couldn’t help

herself. She wanted and need more, bucking her hips and trying to get
him to touch where she needed touched.

“Shh, I said no talking,” he said as he reached down and pinched

her clit, hard.

“Aahhh,” she screamed, feeling her orgasm start. “I’m coming, I

can’t help it.”

Reaching down, he manipulated her clit until she was hanging

limp and spent. He quickly unfastened her and flipping her over his
shoulder moved her to the bed. Laying her down, legs still attached to
the spreader bar, he walked to the wall and grabbed a medium-sized
paddle.

Laying the paddle on the side of the bed beside the small whip, he

lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms. Kissing the top of

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her head, he held her and rubbed her back, soothing her down from
her orgasm.

Talking quietly, he told her what a bad girl she had been by

talking and coming without permission and all the things he had
planned for her. He couldn’t believe how perfect she was. So far she
had taken everything he had dished out and wanted more. He had
never seen a woman who would let go the way Theresa did. She was
perfect for him. He was never going to let her go.

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Chapter Eighteen

Once Theresa had come down from the intense orgasm Alan had

given her, he attached her hands to the top of the bed and fastened the
spreader to the foot.

Then taking the small whip he gently tapped her mound. Using

one hand he spread her folds and tapped her clit with the whip, not
applying too much pressure until he saw how she responded.
Gradually increasing the pressure, he brought her to orgasm again and
again. Eventually, she was worn out and no longer responded. Alan
knew he had pushed her enough for one session and, removing his
pants, lay down beside her to let her rest before they continued.

He held her in his arms and let her rest, soothing his hands over

and over her body. He couldn’t seem to stop touching her.

After she had slept for about an hour, he woke her, unable to hold

his lust back any longer. Crawling over her, he slowly inserted
himself into her welcoming warmth, not waiting until she was fully
awake. Holding himself back, he slowly pushed in. He took her
mouth and slipping his tongue between her lips, explored her mouth,
thrusting with his hips in the same rhythm.

Theresa became awake as she felt Alan crawl over her and work

himself between her legs. Her arms were still attached to the head of
the bed and her legs were still attached to the spreader bar. All she
could do was kiss him back and take what he gave her.

He moved slowly between her legs, and her brain screamed more

and faster. With his mouth covering hers, all she could do was accept
what he was doing, hoping he could read her body and understand she
wanted more. Thrusting her pelvis toward him, she accepted him in.

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Alan felt Theresa’s response and thrust harder and faster.

Reaching one hand between her legs, he rubbed her clit and brought
her to orgasm again, and again before he came himself.

Collapsing on top of her, he lay panting for a few minutes, before

moving to the side. Catching his breath, he went to the bathroom and
cleaned himself, then took a warm cloth and cleaned Theresa. He
removed the spreader and released her hands. Pulling her on top of
him, they once again slept. The paddling could wait.

Waking several hours later, Alan decided to take Theresa home.

He still owed her a punishment, but it could wait. He just wanted to
take her home and cuddle her for the remainder of the night.

The next morning Alan woke before Theresa, he had a message

from his lawyer on his phone. The news was not good. Apparently,
Theresa had used the same lawyer Joe’s father had used. The man was
a fool. He had drafted deeds for the house in Theresa’s name and in
Joe’s and was trying to get money out of both of them. Hopefully
Theresa had copies of the wills showing that the house was left to her,
if not there was going to be a big battle. Even with copies of the wills,
there would be a court battle.

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Chapter Nineteen

Alan didn’t really want to tell Theresa the news, but couldn’t keep

it from her. He woke her and after she had showered and dressed, he
took her out for breakfast.

“How do you feel about taking a drive, you don’t have to work

today, is there anything else you need to do?” he asked her, thinking
he would take a drive and talk to her then.

He drove them to Echo Lake and they got out to walk around and

enjoy the scenery. Holding her hand, he led her to a picnic table near
the lake and sat her down.

“Tell me what you know about your lawyer,” he said.
“I don’t know him that well, but he took care of everything for

Vic and then Mom, before she passed. He was responsible for filing
everything and seems to be competent.” She was wondering why he
was asking. “Is something wrong?”

“Maybe, do you have copies of everything?”
“Yes, Mom insisted I keep a copy of everything. I have a lock box

at the bank with copies of everything from my grandparents will
giving the house to my mom and dad clear up to Mom’s will. Why?”

“There may be a problem. It appears the lawyer you are using

drafted a deed in Joe’s name also, but if you have copies of all the
wills and all the other paper work we will be able to fight it. We will
have to go to court with Joe, but Kevin is confident that with the
proper paper trail he can win.”

“Oh, God. I can’t lose the house, it’s all I have. What am I going

to do. I can’t afford this. What a fucking mess. That asshole!” Theresa
didn’t know whether to be mad or cry Then a thought hit her. “What

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if the paperwork isn’t correct? The same man has filed everything for
the last fifteen years, what if he screwed with the rest of it?”

“We will take everything to Kevin and let him check into it, then

we will fix what needs fixing if there is anything. We don’t know that
he has done anything except the two deeds. Calm down until we know
what we’re facing. I will help you get everything fixed. Please let me
help you.” He held her hands tightly and looked deep into her eyes.

Theresa really didn’t have any choice except to trust Alan and his

lawyer. She didn’t know anyone else to turn to and the person she had
trusted had betrayed her. Just another letdown in her life.

Sighing, she said, “Okay, let’s get back to town and get to the

bank before it closes. I want to get the paperwork to Kevin before
today ends and see what he can do.” Now that she had a course of
action, she wanted everything done with. The sooner it was done, the
sooner she could get Joe out of her life and move on.

Alan saw the fire in her eyes and was glad. He was afraid she

would let this get her down, and was glad to see her come up fighting.

He took her back to town and they got to the bank and Kevin’s

office before closing. Promising to get back to them in a few days,
Kevin’s paralegal, Pam, took Theresa’s copies and reassured them
that she would get them to Kevin and he would start working on them
right away.

Pam seemed nice, but there was something about the way she

looked at Alan that bothered Theresa.

Theresa was working the next few days and glad of it. It helped

keep her mind off things. Alan kept her busy the rest of the time. Joe
still made his visits, but Theresa did her best to ignore his threats.
There was nothing either one of them could do until the court date,
and Theresa was tired of Joe trying to intimidate her.

It was Thursday, Theresa’s last night to work for the week. As

much as she enjoyed the distraction of being at work, it was nice
knowing she would have a few days off with Alan. They didn’t have
any plans, just to enjoy each other’s company.

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Theresa’s shift was almost over and she and Alan were sitting at

the desk waiting to lock the doors for the evening, when Joe and some
of his friends came into the Club.

Texting Evan and Dave, the owners of the Club, Alan stood as the

men walked in, cursing and just being fools.

“Unless you have a membership here, you need to leave,” Alan

told the group as he started crowding them toward the door. Dave and
Evan happened to be in the Club that evening, and they came through
the Club door in time to see Joe throw a punch at Alan, and a couple
of the guys grabbed Theresa.

They quickly got between Alan and Joe, and handed Theresa to

Alan. They really didn’t want Alan or Theresa going to jail and would
like to handle the mess themselves.

“I just need to talk to my sis,” Joe started the same stuff again. “I

need to get the money for the house.”

Alan answered him. “Joe the court date is set for Monday, and

Theresa has a restraining order, you can’t come within one hundred
feet of her. Unless you want to go to jail you need to leave.”

“I just need Theresa,” Joe said as he reached for her, apparently

not wanting to or understanding what was going on.

Alan slipped Theresa behind him and turned to confront Joe. Dave

and Evan got between Alan and Joe’s gang and started walking Joe
and his buddies out of the Club.

“You boys, need to go on, now. Nothing is going to happen here

tonight,” Dave said as he slowly walked them toward the door
knowing once he got them out of the Club, he could lock the doors
and let Denver Police deal with them. If Joe ended up in jail, it would
be no loss. Alan and Theresa could stay at the Club as long as they
wanted.

Dave and Evan got the men out and then locked the Club for the

evening. “Let’s go have a drink and relax. Sadie was looking forward
to talking to you, Theresa, she’s in our suite sleeping right now, but I
know she’ll be awake soon,” Evan said, as he slipped his arm around

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Chapter Twenty

Alan and Theresa ended up spending the night at the Club in one

of the guest suites and the next day when they woke up, Alan had a
surprise planned for Theresa. He knew she loved the mountains, and
Kevin had a cabin they would be borrowing for the weekend.
Somewhere out of the city where no one could bother them. He had it
all planned and knew Theresa would love it.

“Where are we going?” Theresa asked Alan for the fourth time.
“I told you it’s a surprise. You’ll find out when we get there,”

Alan answered for the fourth time.

“But I didn’t pack anything, are we going to come home tonight?”
“Stop trying to get clues, we’ll be there when we get there and I

packed everything you will need. Now scoot that ass over here, and
spread those legs. I had you wear a skirt for a reason and I want to
play while I drive and you need a distraction. Now move it, and no
coming until I tell you to or there will be a punishment when we get
where we are going.” Alan patted the seat next to him, an indication
that she should scoot over.

Theresa scooted over and spread her legs. “Won’t people driving

beside us be able to see?”

“Honey, we are driving sixty miles an hour down the highway and

will soon be moving on to mountain roads. I don’t think anyone will
see much, and if they do, who cares, I don’t know them and they
don’t know me. Chances are I will never see them again.”

Theresa still wasn’t sure, but when Alan started moving his

fingers through her folds, she got so aroused, she didn’t care. She was

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ready to let him take her right there in the truck on the side of the
road.

Alan’s plan worked and before she knew it they were pulling off

the highway onto a mountain road. Alan pulled into a gas
station/grocery store, and told her, “You need to get any food or other
things you want to last the weekend. We have about two more hours
to go and won’t be coming back here unless we really need something
for the next couple days. Pick out anything you want to cook and if
you need anything else, grab it.”

At least now she knew that they were going for the weekend. She

hoped Alan had packed enough for her. He had been buying her new
things left and right, and she had a closet full of new clothes and
shoes, not that he let her wear them often. It seemed when they were
alone, he spent a lot of time taking her clothes off.

Theresa got what she thought they would use for a couple days,

not sure exactly what Alan had planned and they were ready to go
back to the truck.

When Alan saw the amount of things she had bought, he rolled his

eyes, and looking at the elderly clerk mouthed, “Women,” paying for
everything.

“Did I buy too much? I wasn’t sure what to get.” Theresa was

feeling insecure.

“No, baby, you did fine, what we don’t use, we’ll find something

to do with, but what you bought should be fine. I didn’t give you
much of an idea what we would need.” He leaned down and kissed
her. “Back over here in the middle, we have a ways to go and I want
you close. Maybe you can nap a little until we get there.”

Theresa thought she was too excited to nap, but with Alan playing

in her pussy and after a few orgasms, she fell right to sleep.

When they got where they were going, Alan pulled into a parking

space and sat there for a few minutes. He was falling and falling deep
for Theresa and hoped he could convince her to stay with him. She
was perfect, just feisty enough to question him and submissive

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enough to give in when he won, which was most of the time. Once
she was fully immersed in the lifestyle, they would be perfect.

He watched her for a few more minutes, then slipping his hands

inside her blouse reached and pinched both nipples, hard. She woke
with a little scream, cussing at him, “what the fuck did you do that
for, that fucking hurt.”

Perfect, the exact reaction he was looking for. “We’re here.” He

grinned down at her, she had slipped down into his lap while sleeping
and her head had been resting on his cock. He was hard and horny and
wanted to get her somewhere he could fuck her. He had taken care of
her on the way up here, now it was his turn.

Rubbing her breasts, Theresa glared at Alan, and slowly sat up.

“Wow,” she stated, “this is wonderful.” We are really staying here for
the weekend?” she asked, starry-eyed.

“Yes, it belongs to Kevin, my lawyer, and there are a few of us he

lets borrow it occasionally. I have it until I decide we are done here,
but we’ll probably leave Monday, because of the trial.”

“Can we hike?” Theresa asked hopefully.
“Yes, but first I have something you need to take care of. Here,

carry this into the house,” he said handing her a duffle bag with all his
toys. He had to make sure they didn’t forget that.

He grabbed the duffle bag of clothes he had packed and the

groceries they had gotten and led her into the cabin, although Kevin’s
place was much more than a simple cabin. An A-frame log house, two
stories and all glass in the back, the place was a sight to behold. In the
daylight it was beautiful. At night with all the lights lit, it was
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As they walked through the doors, Alan slowed for a minute to let

Theresa look around a little. The lower level had an open-floor plan
and lots of windows and great views. The place really was marvelous.
Alan thought he may need to find one of his own someday…sooner if
things continued to go well with Theresa.

Although the house was beautiful, it had many unseen features.

Upstairs was a fully stocked play room. There was a Jacuzzi out back
that would fit ten and also had bondage attachments, and within a
short hike, a lovely lake that was great for chilling a disobedient sub,
and several trees spaced perfectly apart for suspending and flogging a
sub. Theresa would be between some of those trees before the
weekend was over. Alan had a little fantasy he planned to play out.

Alan took all the groceries to the kitchen and started putting things

away, letting Theresa look her fill and wander in when she was ready.

“This place is great,” she said, walking into the room and starting

to grab things to put away.

Slapping her hand away from a loaf of bread, Alan twisted her

arm gently behind her and pulled her in for a smothering kiss.
Releasing her hand and swatting her on the ass, he told her, “Upstairs,
first door on the left, strip, you have five minutes, then I will add to
your punishment.”

“But what did I do to get punished?” Theresa pouted, not sure

what she had done.

“No talking back, you are down to four minutes.” Alan knew

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to push her a little and see what she could take. So far, he had gone
very easy with her, tonight was going to be different.

He could tell she was confused, but she obediently turned and

went up the stairs and he saw her go into the room he had told her to.

When Theresa went into the room Alan had indicated, she was in

a full blown play room, with all the equipment. She stood looking
around for a few seconds, trying to imagine what some of the things
were used for and how they would be used on her.

There was a wall full of canes, whips, floggers and things Theresa

had never seen before. There were eye hooks in the walls at various
heights and chains suspended from the ceiling and hooks imbedded in
the floor. There was a huge bed in one corner, with a canopy and four
posters. If not for the eye bolts and ropes connected to the bed, it
would have been fairly romantic.

She heard Alan coming up the stairs and thought, oh shit, she

hadn’t even started undressing yet, and he was in a weird mood. She
wasn’t sure what he was thinking. She was just a little apprehensive
of what was going to happen.

She trusted Alan and wasn’t really scared, but just unsure on how

to behave and what to expect. The way he had woke her up when they
had arrived and the way he acted in the kitchen had her on edge. She
wasn’t sure how she was supposed to act or react to what was going
on.

As she heard the door opening, she quickly grabbed the hem of

her blouse and started to pull it over her head, hoping to get points for
effort.

Not turning, she continued to remove her clothes, waiting for Alan

to say something. When she stood, totally naked, she waited for what
seemed like several long minutes and still nothing from Alan.

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Alan walked into the play room and closed the door, standing in

front of it. Theresa had her back to him, but he knew she had heard
him come in from her frenzied movements. He watched her remove
her clothes and then stood there a few minutes waiting to see what she
would do next.

Watching her squirm a few minutes, he walked up behind her and

reached around and rubbed his palms over her breasts and nipples.
Nuzzling her neck, he bit the area between her collarbone and base of
her neck. “I thought you were supposed to be naked when I got in
here, what took so long?”

Taking a deep breath, Theresa leaned back into his embrace and

relaxed, “I was looking around,” she answered truthfully.

“Did you see anything interesting, anything you want to try or ask

questions about?” he asked, nuzzling and licking her neck more.

Leaning further into him and arching her breasts into his hands,

she moaned. “I don’t know.”

Taking more of her weight, he pinched and pulled her nipples,

playing with her breasts. He let one hand drift down between her legs
and circled her clit, slipping two fingers inside her. “I took care of you
on the way up, are you going to return the favor?”

Moaning again and arching further back into him, she answered

breathily, “Whatever you need.”

“Are you sure about that?” he asked as he lifted her in his arms

and carried her to the bed. Sitting on the side, he stood her between
his legs and said, “On your knees.”

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Theresa’s legs were so weak, she almost fell. Managing to catch

herself, she lowered to her knees between his legs and looked up at
him.

Threading his hand in her hair, he looked down at her and said,

“Take me out and suck me, baby, will you do that for me?”

Like a kid with a lollipop, Theresa eagerly undid his jeans and

eased him free. Grabbing his erection with both hands, she opened
wide and took as much of him in her mouth as she could. Using her
hands and mouth, she licked, sucked and rubbed until, using his hands
in her hair, Alan steadied her head and began to fuck her face.

“Sit back on your heels, and put your hands behind your back.

Don’t move unless I tell you to,” he told her, breathing hard.

He fucked her face until he came in her mouth. Letting go of her

head, he leaned back on his hands and let her lick and suck him clean.

When she had finished, he pulled her up to lie over him and held

her tight. Not caring that he would be tasting himself on her, he took
her mouth in a rough kiss and said, “Thank you, baby, that was
wonderful. Thank you for doing that for me.” Still holding her, he
pulled them further onto the bed and pulled a blanket over them. He
knew Theresa hadn’t been sleeping well and was worried about the
outcome of the trial. He hoped between the mountain air and the fact
that he planned to keep her worn out, she would be able to get some
good sleep while they were there. Other than playing and some
hiking, he planned lots of rest and relaxation.

Theresa woke later, she wasn’t sure how long and she was spread

eagle on the bed, and couldn’t move her arms or legs. What had
woken her was Alan’s tongue between her legs. He was licking and
sucking. Looking up, he said, “Hi, beautiful.”

She smiled and arched her back as he took her clit between his

teeth. “Ohh!” she moaned.

“Don’t come, I’m not ready for you to come,” Alan instructed her,

as he reached for lube and a large butt plug. “You are going to wear
this and tonight I will take your ass,” he told her as he lubed her and

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the plug. Slowly inserting it, he went back to her clit, sucking and
biting. “Okay you can come.”

No sooner were the words out of his mouth than she did, thrashing

and screaming.

Alan released her arms and legs and held her in his arms for a

short while, until she had calmed down again.

He carried her to the bathroom and they showered. He gave her

jeans and a sweatshirt to dress in with hiking boots and heavy socks.
“We’re going to hike up to the lake. I have a picnic packed and we’ll
come back here in time for dinner. Maybe we’ll be able to catch a few
fish today.” He grinned at her.

It sounded like fun, but Theresa didn’t want to hike with the plug

in her ass. “Alan, please take the plug out,” she whined.

“No, it stays in until I say otherwise.”
“But I don’t want to hike with it in.”
“Why?”
“It’s not that comfortable.”
“You won’t get used to it if we take it out and it will be more

uncomfortable for you tonight if you don’t wear it. I am going to take
your ass tonight and you do want the plug to stretch you. You’ll
forget about it soon enough. If we don’t get going we won’t have time
to get to the lake and back. Come on.”

Taking a deep breath, Theresa vowed to take the plug out first

chance she got alone and quickly dressed for the hike.

Alan led her out the back of the cabin, the area was beautiful. He

held her hand as they walked and he carried a back pack. The ground
was rough and the path steep, Theresa was glad of Alan’s hand as she
slipped more than once.

It didn’t seem very long and they were at a beautiful lake. It was

quiet and serene and Theresa loved it. Alan sent Theresa to explore,
telling her not to go out of his sight and stay back from the edge of the
lake while he laid out the blanket and things for the picnic and got a
fishing pole.

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Watching her explore was like watching a small child first

discovering things. She laughed in delight at the chipmunks and
jumped when she saw a bear from a distance.

Soon she wandered back to where he was leaning against a rock

and crawled into his lap. “Thank you, this is beautiful. Just what I
needed to get away. I hope we can come here often.” She smiled at
him.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. If you really like maybe we

will look for a place of our own,” he told her, handing her a sandwich
and bottle of water.

They ate quietly enjoying the sounds of nature and the lapping

water. When they finished the meal, Alan packed everything away
and stretched his legs out, pulling Theresa to lie between them, and
pillowing her head on his chest. He patted her back and rubbed her
hair, telling her about his life, family and time in the army. Soon his
words had the desired effect and she was sleeping soundly. Alan
didn’t normally sleep during the day, but he also closed his eyes and
relaxed listening to her breathing and the sounds of nature.

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Chapter Twenty-Three

That evening, Alan grilled steaks for the two of them out on the

deck. Once dinner was done and cleaned up, Alan took Theresa’s
hand. Time to play out one of his favorite fantasies. Cowboy and
Indian maiden. He suspended Theresa from the trees and flogged her
to several orgasms, torturing his little Indian maiden. When he didn’t
think she could come any more, he carried her back to the hot tub and
crawled in beside her.

Letting her rest for a while, he looked forward to the rest of the

evening. He had plenty of lube and several condoms. He kept his
promises. He had made her wear the large plug most of the late
afternoon and while he was playing with her, taking it out before he
put her in the hot tub. It wasn’t as large as he was, but it would do a
good job of stretching her for him.

He lay there in the warm water and enjoyed his surroundings. Was

anyone else on the planet as lucky as he was? He had a beautiful,
submissive woman who would do anything for him, good friends and
all the money he needed. He couldn’t think of anything else he could
want or need.

Time to get the rest of the evening underway. Laying Theresa’s

head on the pad designed into the side of the tub, he made sure she
was supported and would not fall into the water. He didn’t want her to
drown while he was fucking her.

Lifting her hands, he slipped the ropes he had prepared earlier

over her wrists, making sure they weren’t too tight. Moving the
supports that had been built into the tub, he adjusted them under her,
positioning her as he wanted her.

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Time to wake his girl. Straddling her hips, he leaned down and

cupping her face in his hands, kissed her awake.

Theresa woke to Alan kissing her and running his hands over her

body. She tried to stretch only to find her hands fastened above her
head and her legs spread wide and attached to supports in the tub, so
that she was floating , her head the only thing above water. He kissed
and licked and sucked his way down her body, using his hands and
mouth on her, gently lifting her up from the water.

When he got to the apex of her legs, he lifted her and kissed and

licked, using his mouth and tongue over her folds, from her clit to her
back hole. Concentrating on her rear hole, he licked and sucked,
rimming her. Slowly he inserted his tongue gently inside her rear
hole, fucking it in and out in the same manner he planned to use his
cock soon.

Working his way back up her body, he positioned himself over

her. “I’m going to take your ass tonight. Use your safe word if it
becomes too much.”

“Yes, Sir, red to stop if it’s too much,” she answered him.
Alan grabbed the lube and holding her up out of the water with

one hand liberally lubed her ass, reaming one, then two, then three
fingers inside her, stretching her for him.

“Ohh, that feels so good, I never knew it would feel like that.”

Theresa had never really thought too much about anal sex. She had
read about it in some of her books, but it didn’t sound like something
she would like. The experience of it was different, as was everything
with Alan. He made everything different. He was a kind and
considerate lover and becoming a very good friend. She didn’t know
what her life would be like without him in it. She couldn’t imagine a
future without Alan.

He was slowly fucking his fingers in and out of her ass. She had

never felt anything like it. Each time he went in, he spread them wider
and wider. The feelings were incredible and Theresa’s body was
responding in ways she never though she could. Every time Alan

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pulled back she instinctively reached out for him, wanting more. Her
pussy was contracting, also wanting attention, and her poor little clit
was throbbing.

“Ohh, more, I need more, take me, now, please.” She pleaded,

wanting more, wanting him inside her. She needed to be filled,
needed more than his fingers.

“Yes, you’re close, aren’t you, baby, just relax and when I say

take a deep breath and hold it. It’s going to sting for a minute, but I
want you to breathe through it and just feel,” he told her as he leaned
down to kiss her again.

Working more lube into her and liberally applying it to himself,

Alan fitted himself to her. “Take a deep breath, now,” he told her as
he slowly began to push in.

She was so tight, it was going to be torture to move slow enough

not to hurt her, but he was determined to go slow and easy with her.
He wanted to make the experience good for her and didn’t want to
hurt her.

She was wiggling her little ass and making the most exotic

sounds, he knew she was enjoying this as much as he was. Slowly he
continued to push in, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her.
Holding himself, he gave her a minute to adjust.

“How are you doing, are you okay?” he asked her, but could tell

by her movements and sounds she was enjoying this.

“It’s not something I ever thought I would enjoy, but you make it

so good. My mind tells me I shouldn’t be enjoying this, but my body
can’t help but respond. What are you doing to me?” She panted,
surprised she could put that many words in a row together. Her body
continued to respond to him, even though her mind was still fighting a
little.

He pulled out and gently pushed back in, going further each time

until he had just the tip in, “I’m going to go a little faster now, are you
ready?” he asked against her lips.

“More, more please more,” she answered him, arching for him.

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He started a slow thrusting and reached between them to rub her

clit, while leaning down and taking her mouth. Her body arched and
he could feel how close she was. He matched the rhythm of his
fingers on her clit with his thrusting until they both came with a
shower of sparks. He swore he saw lightning. It was the most
explosive climax he had ever had. This woman was truly special.

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Alan reached up and unfastened Theresa’s hands, then released

her legs. Leaning back, he pulled her into his arms and they sat
enjoying the warm water and sounds of nature. A place like this was
definitely in his future. He wanted to be able to sit and hold her like
this every night. He had fallen and fallen hard. There was no way he
was letting this one go.

Theresa couldn’t believe what had just happened. There was no

way she would have ever agreed to anything like this with anyone but
Alan. No one could ever make her feel the way he did. Even though
she had no experience before him, her heart knew that he was the only
one for her. She hoped he felt the same way about her.

She turned and snuggled deeper into him if possible. She never

wanted to be parted from him. Looking up at him, she couldn’t
control her heart. “Alan, I love you,” she whispered quietly, not sure
of his reaction.

He held her tight in his arms and let the water bubble around

them, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of holding her. Her
declaration had been so quiet he had barely heard her, but when he
answered, he could see it in her eyes. “I love you, too, baby,” he
answered her, sure of his answer.

She sighed and relaxed, happy and content. She had given him her

heart and he gave her his back. “You do?” she asked, her voice full of
wonder.

“Yes I do, I. Love. You,” he reaffirmed. “Theresa, I love you with

all my heart, I don’t know what is going to happen, but promise you
will stay with me and be mine.”

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“Yes, I love you,” she answered, throwing her arms around him.
“When we get back to town, I want us to live together, would it be

all right if I moved into your house? We don’t have to talk about this
now, but eventually, we need to think about where we want to live,
your house, or buy a place. My place is fine for a bachelor, but not a
family.”

“A family?” she questioned. She had never thought he might want

a family. Children would be great, she had never had a lot of family
and it sounded great.

“Yes, I think I might like a little girl with your spunk and

beautiful hair, and maybe a boy to keep her company. How does that
sound?”

“With everything that has been going on with Joe, I never really

thought about a family. I think I would like that,” she answered him
truthfully. Now that the fear of Joe and what he would do was almost
a memory, she could live her life and not worry. Once the trial was
over the matter would be settled and Joe wouldn’t have a reason to
bother her anymore. Just a few more days and the nightmare would be
behind her. It didn’t even matter how it turned out, if she lost the
house she had Alan and a future.

They cuddled in the tub, enjoying each other and the warm water

for a long while. When Theresa drifted off to sleep, Alan lifted her,
dried her and carried her into the cabin, taking her to the master
bedroom. Laying her on the bed there, he climbed in beside her and
made love to her several times during the night, his need for her
unrelenting.

They woke the next day and it was bright and sunny. The day

matched their moods. After breakfast and another round of
lovemaking, Alan told Theresa they were going to go into Aspen and
do some shopping. Handing her a short skirt, and frilly blouse to
wear, telling her to be ready in twenty minutes.

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As they took the scenic drive through the mountains, they enjoyed

the view and conversation. Theresa learned more about Alan and
filled him in on her life.

When they got to town, the first stop they made was for a quick

lunch, then they strolled and wandered in and out of shops. When
they walked into a jewelry store, Theresa took a deep breath. Alan led
her straight to the engagement rings.

The clerk walked up and Theresa could tell right away that the

man had an attitude.

“Good afternoon, Sir, how may I help you and your daughter

today?” he asked with a snotty demeanor.

Alan stood up very straight, put his arm tightly around Theresa

and stared down at the man. “One! You just lost a huge commission.
Two! You won’t be working here long with that attitude. Three!
Good-bye!” He pulled her out of the store before the clerk or Theresa
could react.

When they got to the street, Alan took Theresa to a bench and

pulled her into his arms. “Honey, don’t even think about him and his
attitude, it means nothing. He was just being a pompous ass and lost a
huge sale because of it. There are lots of other stores and we will shop
at all of them. Look at me.” He took her face in his hands and turned
her to him.

Theresa looked up at Alan and she had tears in her eyes. “I know,

he was just an ass, but are we going to have to deal with this a lot?”
Theresa had never thought about the age difference, because she
didn’t think of Alan has being that much older than her. He certainly
didn’t act like it. He treated her like an equal, not a child.

But he was twenty years older than her, in fact, old enough to be

her father. What would people think? What would his family think?
How would they react? What a mess.

“Theresa, it doesn’t bother me. I don’t care about the age

difference. I want you. You are the person I fell in love with whether
you are twenty-five, forty-five, or eighty-five. It doesn’t matter to me.

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And I’ll love you until you’re ninety-five,” he vowed. He didn’t know
what to do to convince her.

Now their mood had been spoiled. They continued to wander

around, in and out of stores, but Theresa was subdued and when they
did look at rings, unresponsive, giving non-committal answers and
basically agreeing with anything Alan said. After the same response
in three different jewelry stores, Alan gave up and decided that it
wasn’t meant to be. He took her clothes shopping and then home. He
had planned an evening in the city, but she couldn’t shake the mood.

They went back to the cabin and Theresa remained quiet

regardless of Alan’s teasing. Nothing seemed to snap her out of it. He
decided to go to bed early, maybe she was tired.

Theresa was quiet and subdued the remainder of their time at the

cabin. Alan hoped part of it was worry over the trial, but was afraid
there was more to it. He wanted to go back to Aspen and bust a
certain store clerk in the face, instead he contented himself with a call
to the owner and giving him an earful. What a mess the man had
created. Alan wasn’t sure how to fix it. All he could hope was that
with time and love he could show Theresa how he felt and she would
truly know that it didn’t matter.

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Their time at the cabin was over and it was time to go back and

face reality again. Up until their shopping trip Theresa had enjoyed
the cabin and time with Alan. If it wouldn’t have been for that clerk,
she would be engaged now. Instead here she was pouting and acting
like a baby. She shouldn’t let the opinion of one person upset her so.
Alan didn’t act like it bothered him. If anything he was more attentive
and loving, trying to lighten her mood. She needed to find someone to
talk to. Maybe Rachel at the Club could help her. She had been very
helpful so far. But first she needed to get this business with Joe over,
then she could concentrate on the rest of her life.

The trial was Tuesday morning, they had come back from the

cabin early on Monday, thinking the trial was that day, but Joe’s
lawyer postponed. Alan had taken Theresa shopping while in Aspen
and had bought her a very smart light blue skirt and jacket to wear. He
was wearing a dark suit with a white shirt and a tie that matched
Theresa. Kevin met them at the courthouse and he was also in a suit.

Joe showed up in jeans and a torn T-shirt, and ragged tennis

shoes. His attorney, who had also been Theresa’s attorney at one
point, was in a rumpled suit that looked like he had slept in it.

The group met outside the courtroom and Joe started trash-taking

immediately trying to intimidate Theresa. Theresa did her best to
ignore him and Alan kept her close, trying to infuse his strength into
her. He had held her close the night before and assured her that
everything would work out and no matter what the judge decided,
they would be together. If the house did go to Joe, they would buy or
build something of their own. It didn’t matter.

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Finally their time came and the group went into the courtroom.

The lawyers presented the facts and evidence and it was all given to
the judge. The judge overlooked everything, then asked the lawyers
questions. Then he asked Theresa several questions about the wills
and her life growing up. When he came to Joe, it was laughable. Joe
twisted everything and lied continuously. The case as adjourned and
the judge took a recess to evaluate everything and for lunch.

Theresa, Alan and Kevin, went for lunch. When they came back

Joe was worse, threatening Theresa, Alan and Kevin. He was so
verbal and threatening that a couple police officers came and talked to
him.

“Don’t worry, he’s just making himself look worse,” Kevin

reassured them. After what seemed like forever they were called back
into the courtroom and all seated. The judge called the attorneys up
and talked to them for several minutes before they returned to their
seats. Alan looked at Kevin, but he just shook his head.

Finally the judge made the announcement. After reviewing all the

paperwork he found the house to be Theresa’s. If Joe wanted to buy it
for fair market price and Theresa was willing to sell that was up to
them, but all the documentation and wills throughout the years proved
that the house was hers and hers alone.

Theresa was thrilled. She gave Kevin a big hug and hung on Alan.

Poor Joe was whining about how he needed the money and what was
he going to do. Theresa felt a little sorry for him, but remembered that
Joe’s dad had always been afraid that Joe would try and sell the house
for drugs and it appeared he was correct.

Alan took Theresa home and announced, “I want to go to the Club

to celebrate.” It sounded good to Theresa, drinks with friends and a
celebration, something to break her mood.

Alan took her into the bedroom and laid out an outfit he wanted

her to wear and gave her thirty minutes to be ready while he got ready
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Theresa felt the weight of the world had been lifted from her

shoulders. Suddenly nothing mattered any more. The hell with the
store clerk in Aspen, he was just jealous, his opinion didn’t matter.
All that mattered was Alan and her.

Alan noticed the change in her attitude as she bounced out of her

room, ready to go to the Club. She ran up to him and wrapped her
arms around him. “I don’t know if I thanked you,” she said as she
pulled him down to kiss him.

“Thanked me for what, baby?” he asked her, kissing her back.
“Being you and loving me,” she answered simply, her eyes

glowing.

“Always, baby, always,” he answered against her mouth. “Ready

to go?” She just grabbed his hand and nodded.

Theresa was very animated on the way to the Club, talking

excitedly and bouncing around. Alan was glad to see that whatever
had been dragging her down had seemed to pass.

At the Club, they sat at the bar. Craig was tending bar that night

and Rachel was sitting with him. While Craig and Alan talked,
Theresa made plans to go shopping with Rachel. Time for some girl
talk.

They had a good time at the Club and Theresa even let Alan put

her on a St. Andrew’s Cross and flog her. It was her first scene in the
Club.

The next few days and nights flew by without any contact from

Joe and Theresa kept busy working. Alan had been doing some
bartending at the Club, giving Craig some much-deserved time off.
Life was good.

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It was Saturday and Theresa and Rachel were going shopping.

While the girls were out, Alan had some shopping of his own
planned. He and Theresa had been looking at rings online and he had
decided what he wanted. He was going to buy it while she was out.

Theresa and Rachel were having a great time shopping and

decided to stop in an upscale bistro for lunch. Neither had been there
before, but they had heard it was good and the reviews for the place
were over the top. As they were seated, Theresa noticed a pinched-
faced woman that looked familiar sitting at a table as they walked by.
Not really paying attention she and Rachel were seated and soon had
their orders taken.

They were talking and giggling when the woman walked up to the

table. “Theresa Gomez, isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yes, I’m sorry I don’t remember you,” Theresa smiled at the

woman.

“Pam Drews, I’m a paralegal for Kevin Hoffman, the attorney

Alan Rainer hired for you.”

That was why the woman looked familiar, Theresa had met her

once, but Kevin had insisted on doing most of the work himself, so
they hadn’t interacted much. “How can I help you?” Theresa asked
the woman, not sure what she could want with her.

“I just wanted to tell you, how happy I am the Alan has found

someone, even if you are so young. Val, his wife would be happy for
him. Such a tragedy, about Val and the baby, but I’m sure Alan told
you all about it. Well, I’ve interrupted your lunch for long enough, I’ll
take my leave now.” The woman walked away looking catty.

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“That was strange, do you know her?” Rachel asked.
“Not really, she is who she said she was, but I really didn’t

interact with her. Alan handled everything and I just met with Kevin,
the lawyer a few times, she was there once. I wonder why she felt the
need to come up and say that to me, oh well, here comes our lunch.
I’ll figure it out later.”

As they ate their lunch, they talked, but Theresa was distracted.

“Rachel, can I ask you something?” she finally said.

“Sure,” Rachel answered.
“I really don’t know who else to ask, but I wanted to talk about

BDSM and everything that happens. I have read some books, but I’m
clueless here and not sure what I’m doing,” Theresa said quickly, not
sure how to ask the questions she wanted answered.

“Honey, the main thing you need to remember is the three main

points, safe, sane and consensual. As long as you and Alan are both
happy and willing, whatever works for the two of you is good.”

“But what if he wants to do something I don’t want to do?”

Theresa asked.

“Honey you have all the power. The Dom’s role is to push you,

but as the sub you have the power to stop anytime you need to. If you
have the right Dom you should never be scared to stop a scene when
it gets to be too much for you.”

“Okay, thanks, one more question and then I’m done. Do you

think it’s weird that Alan never told me about his wife and child?”
Theresa was now wondering what else she didn’t know about Alan.

Rachel thought for a minute before she answered, not sure what to

say. “Theresa, I don’t know Alan that well, but I’m sure he has his
reasons. Just talk to him. Tell him what happened and how it made
you feel and see what he says,” she finally answered.

“I guess that would be best, I just wonder why he never said

anything?” Theresa answered, not sure if she would say anything or
not.

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They finished their lunch and continued shopping. Theresa didn’t

think anything more about it.

While Theresa was out shopping Alan did his own shopping and

then took advantage of her absence to move some more of his things
into the house. They had decided to stay there for the time being and
if in the future they wanted something bigger would decide what to do
with the house then. Alan still hadn’t decided what to do with his
condo.

When Theresa got home she was quiet, but not overly so, and

Alan didn’t notice that anything was wrong. She showed him her
purchases and then went to lie down. She wanted some time to think.

When Theresa came out of the bedroom, Alan was sitting on the

couch watching television. She walked over to him and sat very close
beside him, taking one hand into both of her hers. “I need to ask you
something,” she told him, looking into his eyes.

He hit the remote for the television and turned to her. “Anything,

baby.” He smiled at her.

“Tell me about your wife,” she said, taking a deep breath.
“How did you hear about her?” he asked, taking his own deep

breath. He hadn’t really thought much about Val while he was with
Theresa. When he was with Theresa, there was no one but her.

“Rachel and I had lunch at the new bistro today. Pam, Kevin’s

paralegal, was there and she came up to us and made a comment.”

“Do you mind telling me what she said?” he asked, not that it

mattered. He was going to tell the truth.

Theresa told Alan what the woman had said and waited for his

response.

Alan pulled Theresa into his lap and hugged her tight. Slowly he

told her about Val. How they had met while he was in the service, the
fact that they had dated several years before they married, how she
wasn’t into the lifestyle and he had given it up for her. And finally
how he had lost her and their son during childbirth. He told her things

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he had never told anyone else. He let all his feelings out and when he
was done they both had tears streaming down their faces.

Theresa sat quietly while Alan told his story, letting him tell it at

his own pace and not interrupting, her questions could wait. When he
was done she wrapped her arms around him and held him, not
knowing what else to do.

“I’m sorry I never told you this before. While I’ve been with you,

I haven’t thought about Val or the baby much. You are the only thing
on my mind these days. Thank you for listening.” He leaned down
and rested his forehead on hers, tears still in his eyes.

“Thank you for telling me. I know that must have been hard to

talk about. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I know it still
must hurt to talk or think about it,” she told him and weaved one hand
in his hair at the back of his head, reaching up to touch his lips with
hers.

“It felt good to tell you, I think it helped to get it off my chest.

Pam was right, Val would be happy I found you. She would have
liked you. You are a totally different person than she was. I think
she’s happy for us.” He smiled at her and brushed her lips with his.

Theresa relaxed back into his arms, content to let him hold her and

just lie there for a while.

Alan was also content to just sit and hold Theresa, not ready to

move and he didn’t really feel a need to talk more.

The sat that way for a while, then Alan took Theresa to bed and

made gentle love to her, waking her several times during the night,
not able to get enough of her.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Theresa worked at the Club the next three nights and while she

was there Alan tended bar, giving Craig the night off or working with
him.

On her third night at work, the alarm company called Alan.

Someone was trying to break into the house.

Alan and Theresa rushed to the house only to find the cops there

with Joe.

Taking Theresa by the hand, Alan led her up to the police car,

where they already had Joe in custody.

“This is Ms. Gomez and this is her home, officer. Can you tell us

what’s going on?” Alan spoke with the officers.

“We got notification from the alarm company that there was a

disturbance here and we found this man trying to break in the house.
He had gasoline and matches and we assume he was attempting to
start a fire,” the officer explained.

“If the house burns, I get the insurance money, right?” Joe looked

so pitiful that Theresa almost felt sorry for him, almost.

“No, Joe, everything is in my name. You don’t get anything,” she

told him quietly.

“I’d be better off in jail, huh?” Joe just sounded pathetic.
Shaking her head, Theresa walked away, glad that Joe had been

caught before anything had happened. Maybe he could get the help he
needed now.

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Chapter Twenty-Eight

Alan had bought the ring while Theresa was shopping with

Rachel, but hadn’t given it to her yet, wanting to make it special. He
didn’t want to give it to her on a night she was working.

He planned a nice dinner and decided to take her out and give it to

her on her next night off. He was getting impatient to see it on her
finger.

Wednesday was Theresa’s night off and Alan couldn’t wait. They

both dressed up for dinner, him in a suit and Theresa in a short black
cocktail dress. Alan had made reservations and they were going down
town for a nice dinner.

Lifting her up in the truck, he couldn’t resist kissing her. “I love

you so much,” he whispered into her hair, then closed the door and
got in the truck himself.

He drove to the restaurant and escorted her in. Their table was

near the back, in a quiet corner, and Alan ordered for both of them.
They both enjoyed their meal and everything was going well.

At the end of the meal, Alan pulled two boxes out of his jacket.

One was a small ring box, and the other was longer, like a bracelet or
necklace.

Handing her the long box first, he held her hands and said, “This

is a collar. I want you to wear it and be my sub. If you agree we will
have a collaring ceremony at the Club, but I couldn’t wait to give it to
you. Theresa, will you wear my collar as a symbol of my dominance
and your submission?” he asked, gazing into her eyes.

“Yes Sir, I want that very much. I will be your sub if you will be

my master and teach me all I need to know,” she answered with tears

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in her eyes. She opened the box and inside was a thin chain of three
gold strands braided together with a heart in the front. On the heart
was the word “Mine” and the back said “Forever.”

“It’s beautiful, Sir, thank you. I’ll treasure it always.”
Alan could have gotten Theresa a fancier collar, but he knew from

when they were looking online that she liked the plainer jewelry and
didn’t want anything too ostentatious.

He took the smaller box and taking a knee looked up into her face,

opening the box, he presented it to her with the words, “Theresa, will
you marry me and be my wife? Will you live your life with me and
have my children? In return I pledge to be there for you always and
fulfill all your needs. Please say yes.”

Theresa was overwhelmed. She and Alan had been talking about

marriage, but she hadn’t expected the collar yet. She was still very
new in the lifestyle and had a lot to learn. With tears in her eyes, she
looked at him and answered, “Yes, I’ll marry you and be your sub,
Sir. Please be patient with me, I love you.” Wrapping her arms around
him, she brushed his lips with hers, gently kissing him until he took
over.

Alan ordered a bottle of champagne and dessert for them, and then

he took Theresa home. They had a lot of plans to make and a future to
look forward to.

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Epilogue

Six months later

Theresa and Alan were very happy. They decided to put the house

up for sale and build something of their own. They wanted a place to
make their own memories and raise a family. The house held many
good memories but Theresa was afraid as long as she owned it Joe
would be back. Time to get on with her life. Besides, it wouldn’t be
long before they needed more room. Their family was growing, and
Theresa was pregnant.

THE END

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adopted from China and a four-year-old shih-tzu puppy.

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