She nods and wraps her arms around his neck. “Thank you, Daddy.”
He pats her bottom gently.
She wiggles free of him. “I need to go potty, Daddy.”
As she pulls away from him, he grabs her hand and hauls her back, his fingers on her chin again. “Take your tights and panties off. Don’t put them back on. After you use the potty, come back to say goodbye to our guests.”
“Yes, Sir.” She steps away again, but he tugs her right back.
“Do not touch your pussy more than necessary, sweetie. If you do, I’ll change my mind about letting you orgasm and spank you again.”
She shudders. “Yes, Sir.”
He releases her, and she skips from the room.
Eve releases me at the same time, seemingly embarrassed all of a sudden as she scrambles to put some distance between us.
“Welcome to the world of spanking.” Davis smiles.
I pull in a deep breath and rub the back of my neck. There are so many thoughts running through my mind. I’m stunned by my reaction to all of this. My cock is stiff. My hands would probably be shaking if I didn’t rub them on my thighs next.
How the hell am I aroused from watching my friend spank his girlfriend? It wasn’t just that though. They exchanged dirty talk that made me stop breathing.
I’m starting to understand the appeal. Not sure it’s my cup of tea, but I can see why others would enjoy the dynamic. I glance at Eve. She’s withdrawn again, hands under her thighs, knees squeezed together. Did she find it arousing too? “You ready to go, Eve?”
“Yes, Sir.” She flinches. “I mean, yes.”
Yep. My cock jumped when she called me Sir. Holy shit.
We all stand, but Davis addresses Eve. “Go check on Britney, honey. Give us a minute.”
She nods and rushes out of the room as if she’s beyond grateful.
“You okay?” Davis asks.
I rub my hands together in front of me. “I think so. That was intense.”
He smiles. “But you aren’t running from the house, and you didn’t freak out. Maybe you even enjoyed it?”
I roll my shoulders and look at the ceiling.
“I know it’s confusing. No reason to be embarrassed. It can be mesmerizing to watch someone get spanked. Even if they aren’t little. The members of Surrender practice many types of BDSM. It happens to be a club that is extremely friendly to the Daddy/little dynamic, so many of the members are into age play, but you’ll see other fetishes too. Hopefully, you won’t be as stunned now that you’ve had a glimpse.”
“Maybe.” I’m hesitant.
Davis claps me on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine. We’ll go to the club together separate from Eve Friday night. It will be like you’re my guest. I’ll show you around. It will get easier. I promise. Eve will do a scene with Owen. You’ll watch. It will help you understand better, and maybe you can work up to doing a scene with her yourself.”
I lift both brows. “We’ll see.”
He smiles. “You’ve got this. The best way to protect her is to keep an eye on her at all times. The best way to do that is to appear to be interested in her and start spending time with her.” He tips his head to one side, a question on his face. “I don’t think it’s going to be a hardship.” One brow goes up.
I smirk. “No. You’re right.”
He leads me to the front door. “Girls,” he calls out.
Eve and Britney emerge from the hallway. Britney is no longer wearing the tights as instructed, and it’s incredibly awkward to know she isn’t wearing panties either.
She gives Eve a hug. “Call me if you need to talk.”
Eve nods. “Thank you.”
Davis chuckles and gives one of Britney’s braids a tug. “Care to rephrase, sweetie? You suddenly have open cell phone privileges?”
She swallows and looks at Eve. “Text or call my Daddy to see if I can talk.”
“I will. Thank you.”
Britney looks at me, far more confident than she was when I arrived a few hours ago. She doesn’t even seem embarrassed to be standing here with nothing on under her dress after letting me watch her get spanked and aroused. “Thank you for coming and for bringing Eve.”
“You’re welcome. Thank you for having me and for letting me get a glimpse into your life.” It was far far far more than a glimpse, but what else am I supposed to say?
Davis hands us both our coats and waits for us to put them on before opening the door. “Call me if you have any questions. Otherwise, we’ll see you Friday night.”
Chapter 9
Evelyn
“Go ahead. Ask me all the questions,” I tell Colt as soon as we’re in the car. It will be easier to discuss whatever he’s thinking in the dark in a moving vehicle so he can’t look me in the eye while we talk. Easier for me anyway.
He glances at me. “I have a hundred or so.”
I smile. “That’s okay. I want you to be comfortable.”
“Like how you’ve been so comfortable all evening?” he teases.
I sit on my hands. It’s a habit I picked up that keeps me from fidgeting when I’m nervous.
“Sorry. I shouldn’t make light of this.”
“It’s okay. You’re right. It’s hard for me to be comfortable with a stranger, especially one who’s totally green. It makes me feel exposed.”
He grips the steering wheel. “I’m sorry. If there were another way…”
“I know. It’ll get easier.” I reach over and touch his arm instinctively before pulling away again. “You’re a dominant man even though you’ve never exactly been to a club. You have tendencies that would lead anyone to believe you have at least some experience. No one will stare at you. That’s helpful. You’d never be able to pull off pretending to be a Dom if it wasn’t dormant inside you.”
He glances at me again. “Thank you? I think?”
I chuckle. This entire situation is surreal and beyond awkward. I feel like I
