Davis chuckles. “Playing matchmaker today?”
Roman shrugs. “Leah is not his type. Craig is a Daddy through and through. Doesn’t change the fact that the show you’re about to see is going to be erotic and sexy as fuck.”
I return my attention to Stephan as Roman leaves us. I’m marginally aware of Craig taking his spot a few minutes later. When I glance at him, he nods toward me and Davis. I’m betting Roman told him who we were. He’s intense. Arms folded. Looks like a bouncer. Big guy. Serious.
Once again, I focus on Leah and Stephan. He’s slowly strolling around her from one side to the other and back again. He touches her randomly. Her shoulders. Her neck. Her back. Her butt. Eventually, he plants himself right behind her, so close she can feel his heat, and he unfastens the back of her corset.
I’m surprised as it falls away, leaving her naked from the waist up. She’s a gorgeous woman with breasts about the same size as Eve—more than enough to get a palm around, but pert and high at the same time.
When Stephan strokes the undersides with one finger, she moans.
He plants his hands on her hips next and leans in to whisper in her ear.
She nods. “Yes, Sir.” I can read her lips even though nothing she says is audible from my distance.
He slides his hand to the small of her back and eases the zipper down on her skirt. He lowers it down her legs next and taps her feet to encourage her to step out of it.
I don’t move a muscle. Intellectually, I knew I would see naked women here tonight. But knowing and seeing are two different things. Leah is now wearing nothing more than a black thong. She’s stunning. This is a form of art.
Watching Stephan flow around her, stroking her skin, teasing her into submission is just gorgeous. Every time he speaks to her, she nods. I imagine he’s checking in with her. Making sure she’s still on the same page. Consenting.
Finally, he steps back and to the side and cups the globes of her ass, molding them, warming them up. The first swat takes her by surprise, and she whimpers as she sways forward.
He plants one foot between hers and nudges both her ankles until she spreads them apart several inches. She’s panting. This is incredibly sensual to her. I’m oddly fascinated, but not aroused. Not as aroused as I would expect anyway. Not as aroused as Eve made me in the car with one simple whispered, yes, Sir.
Stephan begins to spank her in earnest now, swatting back and forth, high and lower. I’m understanding about the sweet spot more and more because every time he hits that exact place where her butt cheeks meet her thighs, she moans.
After a bit, her butt is delightfully pink and obviously hot. Stephan pauses every now and then to check in with her. They whisper quietly to each other. It’s very sweet and special.
Leah is obviously aroused, and she can’t keep her legs parted to his satisfaction. He eventually says something in her ear that makes her nod and whimper. A moment later, I watch him attach a bar to her ankles and spread it wider so she can’t close them.
While Stephan speaks to her the next time, he slides his hand down over her heated cheeks and reaches between them. The moment he touches her pussy, she tips her head back and moans. Her body stiffens. She’s desperate for release.
Stephan spanks her several more times, but he begins to stroke her pussy in between swats. Not enough. Just the slightest touch. He’s edging her. It’s a beautiful sight. She’s sliding deeper and deeper into subspace. I’ve read about subspace. Now I’m witnessing it firsthand.
Finally, Stephan stops spanking her, steps much closer so that his body is lined up at her side, his foot between hers. He wraps one arm around her waist, holds her steady, and reaches between her legs with his other hand to rub her pussy.
She arches into him and comes moments later. I’m pretty sure he ordered her to. It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever witnessed. Hands down. “Jesus,” I murmur, unable to stop myself.
The man next to me, Craig, responds to me in a whisper, “You’re not kidding. She’s the most gorgeous creature I’ve seen in a long time. I’m humbled.”
“Yeah. She is a sight to behold. That’s for sure.” Davis has witnessed her many times. For Craig and me, this is a first.
Craig swipes a hand down his face and turns toward us. He smiles and extends a hand toward Davis. “Roman told me to join you two. Craig Darwin.” He keeps his voice low.
Davis shakes his hand. “Davis Marcum.” He nods toward me. “This is Colt.”
Craig grins as he shakes my hand. “That’s all I get? Just Colt? How mysterious.”
I chuckle.
Davis does too. “Hey, I’ve known him eight months, and that’s all I get too.”
Craig nods as he glances around, apparently making sure we’re alone. “I’m just needling you. Roman told me to find you immediately if I notice anything remotely suspicious.”
“I’d appreciate it. I’ll be wandering around trying to stay under the radar. I might even begin to fit in after a few days with Davis’s instruction.”
“You must be a natural. I don’t think you look out of place at all.” He nods behind him. “Gotta get back to my post. I’ll see you two later.”
“Thank you for doing this,” I tell him as he walks away.
“Shall we wander?” Davis asks.
I glance at Leah. She’s no longer attached to the cross. In fact, she’s now wrapped in a blanket and Stephan is carrying her out of the room. Her eyes are closed and her face is blissful. “Aftercare?” I ask Davis.
“Yep. He’ll take her to a quiet room and give her water until she pulls herself out of subspace.”
“How long does
