Okay my lovelies, here's the thing. Seeing as everyone seems to love this story so much more than the other story of mine I'm going to put the other one on hold and dedicate my time to LAAS. Keep voting and leaving comments and I will keep the updates coming! Oh, and I'm going to start dedicating chapters to my readers and followers. If I happen to like your comment and it makes me smile I just might dedicate one to you. So be creative and tell me what you think. Or just be completely random. It's up to you :)
tata for now, my lovies.
XOXO
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Kristie blushed a bright red as she continued to follow suit behind this stranger, into the back of the club. She couldn't help but notice the mood was set rather ominously. The lighting had been changed to all red bulbs, glowing dark red on her skin and clothing. It made the shadows black and the images in each room that she passed blurred, but she wasn't naive. She knew what was happening, even if she couldn't see it.
Looking over the man's shoulder in front of her Kristie gasped. The hallway they were walking down wound around the corner, almost as if she were walking in a spiral until they would eventually reach the center of the very club. On either side of the hallway every few feet was a door with a latch and chain hanging from every knob. What she'd come to realize as she walked further down the corridor, every door that was occupied had the lock twisted and hanging from a latch on the inside. She only knew this from the fact that as she approached a door with this pattern grunts and moans filled the stale air around her. Every now and then there was the occasional screamer, but it wasn't screams of pain... More so screams of ecstasy.
She noticed that the man had come to stop in front of an open door, his hand gently pulling her to his side where she happily followed. Before she even took a look into the room Kristie remembered she had no idea what to even call her handsome stranger. Mentally she noted she might have been stalling from entering the room, but now was a good as time as any. She did need to know what to call him, after all. So her motive weren't as scaredy-cat as she had first thought.
"What might I call you?" she flirted, batting her lashed up at him.
His gaze turned gentle as he brought up a large hand to lightly cup her chin. Leaning in, his bright eyes never leaving her gaze, he whispered, "For now, my pet, you may call me Logan. I know this is your first time so I want to take it slow with you." He gave a deep chuckle that rolled over her skin, leaving her wanting more. "Lets get you accustomed to my ways of things before we get," he paused, the suspense killing her with every second that piled on. "serious."
His words sent goosebumps racing down her arms, chills running the length of her spine. If the look he was giving her was any indication that she was definitely going to enjoy what was about to conspire between them, then the way he spoke his words would have been more than enough. Logan practically glowed with sexual prowess. She wished she wasn't so effected by this guy, wanting to look like a professional even if he did know this was her first time. He saw her shiver, only making his smile grow.
"Come on, it's time." He spoke gently, pulling Kristie into the room behind him. As he turned around and locked the door she was finally able to get past her fear and look around at the room. A smile broke out across her face as she realized there wasn't anything special about this room other than the lighting. Logan was a gentleman, and obviously didn't want to scare her away. He knew she wouldn't be ready for anything hard-core just yet.
She gave a sigh of relief, letting out the breath she hadn't known she'd been holding. All those fears ebbing away from her tense shoulders. She had been so scared at what might have been awaiting her in that room. Just thinking back to all those contraptions she had seen when she had first google imaged this type of thing had made her heart skip a beat. How did some of that stuff even work?
Turning her attention back to the room she surveyed her surroundings. In the farthest corner of the room sat a lonely side table with a single lamp adorning it. Pulled away from the wall at a rather awkward distance sat a leather back chair. Next to the chair was a larger bed, big enough to fit at least three people. That was all there really was for this room, and Kristie couldn't be more pleased. The people of this culture were so kind, gently nudging people into their way of life instead of pushing them into the deep end. She thought on it for a second and came to the conclusion that she would have more than likely walked out and never looked back if there had been anything remotely scary sitting behind the door she was now securely hidden behind. Without another word Logan went and sat down in the chair, looking up at her under hooded eyes . "come here," he motioned to the spot in front of him.
Not sure what else to do and knowing things had to begin somewhere she gave a huff and slowly trudged his way.Kristie stopped nearly half a foot in front of him, surveying his reaction, that same attractive smile plastered across his face. Kristie felt awkward, but she knew not to move or he would definitely punish her. That she was sure of. That's how this relationship worked right? If she didn't do what she was told there would be punishment.
"Take your top off," he said, leaning back into the chair to get comfortable, his arms lazily dripped over the armrests.
Kristie didn't think she had enough courage to undress herself in front of this complete stranger, but somehow she was able to muster up just enough to slip her camisole over her head, nonchalantly throwing it over her shoulder. Looking down at Logan she felt a spark of bravery encompass her, and with a feminine giggle she wiggled out of her jeans, kicking them to the side as well. In turn Logan lifted a brow as if to say he approved.
"Show me your ass." Logan's words rushed over her, causing a deep ache to settle in that special place just below her belly. With a shiver she turned to face away from him, slipping two fingers in either side of her panties before giving a little wiggle as they fell to the floor. The sound of Logan's sharp intake of breath was all she needed to hear. Kristie tugged at the edge of her bra, not bothering with any of the four clamps before she pulled it over her head.
"Bend over the bed."
Kristie involuntarily licked her lips as she sub-missed to his command, his dark figure looming over her as he approached from behind.
Logan was the sexiest man she'd ever had the pleasure of lying her eyes on. Soon, yet so far away, that would be true of her hands, lips, and body as well. The wait was absolutely excruciating. Her clit throbbed with need and her pussy was so wet she felt as though she were literally dripping.
Looking at the foot of the bed Logan asked, "May I spank you?" It took her a moment to comprehend what he had said as her ears were ringing with the beat of her heart, but once she did she gave a nervous laugh before shaking her head. A direct result of the alcohol she'd consumed earlier.
"You're kidding." She looked up at him and was sobered by the intensity that reverberated off of him. "oh," she said. "You mean, like, with your hand?"
Logan gave a masculine chuckle as he continued to stalk towards her, shedding his clothing piece by piece until he stood behind her bent over behind completely nude.
"Yes, with my hand. I want to spank that perfect little ass of yours until it's as red as your face is right now."
Kristie put a hand to her cheek, shocked to feel burning heat radiating like its own heater from it. Talk about embarrassing. As far as sex went Kristie was a complete innocent. Aside from the time she'd lost her virginity in the back of Ted Mathews old beat up ford she had only ever had sex with two previous boyfriends. Still, even so, it had never been anything more than your average stationary position. Boring, maybe, but it had sated her for the time being.
She'd never been spanked before. The idea was exciting, but there was still the faintest of fear in her mind as she pondered on how bad it would hurt. What if it hurt so bad she cried? What if she didn't like it? Would Logan be a gentleman enough to stop if she told him to?
Kristie cleared her throat uncomfortably. "Uh," she stuttered, "I've never..." Thankfully Logan caught on and stopped her in her tracks. "Don't you worry, my pet. I will be gentle for your first time."
With a hungry look in his eyes, and a devils smile only making him look even more mouth watering than he had all night Kristie greatly doubted he'd be gentle. But what the hell? This was what she had signed up for. She had to experience it at some point. She tried to remind herself he could have started with something much for painful as she hesitantly smiled with a nod. "Okay."
"Yeah?" He cocked a perfectly trimmed brow as if he didn't believe her. That kind of hurt. She wanted him to trust her. That's what she had to work towards, however. Being completely honest with herself she knew it was going to be a task, but she hoped it didn't take too long. She wasn't quite sure what it is she wanted, but she knew it was more than a short spanking session.
"Yeah," she confirmed, more confidently this time, as her heart rate tripled and her breath caught in her throat. This was it. It was going to happen. This is what she had wanted all week, wasn't it? So what was it then that she felt clammy and at the point of changing her mind?
"Now that you're bent over the bed, get on your hands and knees."
She did as instructed. 'Good grief, what have I gotten myself into?' Logan knelt behind her on the bed, distracting her from her train of thought. He smoothed his large hand down and around her ass, her body tensing in anticipation. She expected it any second now. But the hit never came. Kristie didn't know what was worse: knowing it was coming or not knowing when it would come.
"If it gets to be too much for you I want you to say 'Tulip', got it?" Logan asked, soothingly kneading circles into her tense back side. Kristie looked over her shoulder where he paused his massaging.
"Tulip?" Was this some kind of joke to make the new girl look like a fool?
"Yes, tulip," he repeated. "It's a safe word, Kristie. You say that word and everything stops immediately."
"Okay," she nodded, a blush further staining her cheeks. She felt foolish for not realizing what he'd meant. Now that he'd told her she faintly remembered something about safe words. It was meant to protect the submissive as well as the dominant. Sometimes in these types of situations things could get carried away, and this was a way for an easy escape. A protection plan, if you will.
"Good." Logan was positioned directly behind her, his knees keeping her legs spread at a rather surprisingly comfortable distance. 'Maybe this won't be so bad.' Both of his hands were on either of her ass cheeks, once again fondling, kneading, caressing. it felt amazing. "You have such a beautiful ass."
Kristie smiled. "Thank you, L-" her words were cut short and replaced with a scream as Logan's hand connected with her bare cheeks. Her whole body tensed, tears threatening to spill. Holy shit, that hurt! if that was what Logan considered gentle she shuddered to think what it would be like if he wasn't going easy. He resumed caressing her, softly smoothing his hand over the spot he'd just spanked.
"Don't tense up, my pet. That will only make it worse. Just relax." his voice was low and soothing and it made Kristie feel safe, as if he'd never intentionally harm her. Ironic, right?
"A warning next time might be nice." she whispered to herself, not even expecting Logan to be able to actually heat her sly remark. His chuckle gave away that he had, in fact, heard. She paled in realization, hoping it didn't make their situation awkward.
"That'd take all the fun out of everything."
He trailed a finger down her crack and around to her pussy, his fingertips gliding easily up the length of her sensitive folds without a beat. Stopping at her clit, he rubbed it for a moment in the most sensual way that had Kristie moaning and pushing back into his touch only to have him abruptly pull away. She moaned and screamed again when he snacked the other cheek. It was unexpected, but it didn't hurt as bad that time around. in fact, it felt pretty damn good.
"You like that, don't you, my pet?" Logan leaned over her so that his body covered hers. His mouth was near her ear, his hot breath against her sweaty flesh sending chills down her spine.
Kristie was only able to answer with a breathless, "yes."
Logan nipped at her ear before straightening and giving her ass two more hard slaps. her screams quickly turned into moans of approval with the next whack. "So beautiful," he cooed once again stroking her cheeks. "So pink and soft."
"Oh God, baby!" She moaned.
"Feel how hard it makes me?" he pressed the head of his cock against her, slowly pushing inward inch by agonizing inch.
Kristie clutched the blankets, bunching them between her fingers and squeezing her eyes shut as Logan buried himself all the way inside of her. he was so big she swore she was going to pass out from the amount of stretching her body had to go through to accommodate his size.
"Fuck, baby, you have such a tight pussy." His hands were on her hips, holding her still as he thrust in and out of her.
"Oh my God!" It was a half moan/half whimper. The combination of his erotic words, his grunts of pleasure, and the tingling in her ass that was a pleasurable reminder of her recent spanking swirling around her until she didn't know what was real and what was a figment of her imagination.
Logan brought his hand back and cracked it across her ass. The unexpected pain of it forced a scream of pleasure from deep within the back of kristies throat. Her body reacted instantly, bucking against him, driving her back hard on his cock. "yeah," he said, increasing the speed and intensifying his thrusts. "Come for me."
"Yes!" It was like he had flipped a switch or something. Her body reacted to him, his voice and his commands. She tensed and then relaxed as she succumbed to her orgasm, writhing and moaning through it until she was positive she'd collapse. Yet still, Logan held onto her, pumping and pushing her towards another cliff.
"Holy shit," he said through clenched teeth. "So fucking good." And then he suddenly pulled out of her and left her feeling empty and alone.
Kristie dropped her head to the mattress and panted as she felt Logan's come, hot and sticky, drip down her inner thighs. She'd never experienced anything like this before. Her whole body trembled and all she wanted to do was pass out. "Wow, that was..." she chuckled.
"Incredible." he finished for her.
"Yeah."
Logan planted a kiss on the small of her back. "Stay put. I'll be right back." He got off the bed and she heard him walk out of the room. He returned moments later with a warm cloth that he used to clean her thighs. No man had ever cleaned her up after sex. Oddly enough, it was sweet. "Better?" He asked once done.
She nodded her thanks.
"You want something to drink?"
With a smile Kristie suggested a water. "You got it," he winked, not bothering to pull any clothes on as he climbed out of bed and walked out the door and into a door on the other side of the room Kristie hadn't noticed before.
She rolled onto her back, only to wince at the sensations that shot through her at the sudden movement. Her ass was sore and lying flat on her back didn't help. How long would the feeling last, she didn't know, but oddly enough she didn't want it to go away any time soon. Kristie fidgeted until she found a comfortable position to wait for her dominant. And right on que Logan returned and handed her a bottle of water. She opened it, drinking greedily at its contents.
"How are you?" he asked, nodding toward her rear.
"Sore," she admitted with a smile.
He gave a gentle smile in return. "That's normal for the first time. Roll over and I'll rub lotion on you. it'll take the sting out of it." He gave a low chuckle at her indecisive raised brow. "Don't worry. I'll behave."
She smiled and rolled on her stomach as Logan went to work rubbing lotion on her sore bottom. It was nice, but she couldn't help but deflate as the feelings went away. Kristie wished it would last longer, but all things must come to an end, she thought on a sigh. Against everything she wanted she felt her eye lids grow heavy, and even as she tried to fight it she knew the unconscious realm of sleep would overtake her any moment.
Kristie took her last moments of receptiveness to let out a quiet, "thank you so much, Logan."
And with that her lids fluttered shut and she was off to sleep.