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This Night:
the Club
by
Eythan Rogers
It went against everything he thought was
right to still be standing here. Anthony swore he was done searching for her.
There was no “her”. All there was, was a girl who liked to have a little fun.
He was more then happy to have fun with his best friend. But he would be damned
if he got attached. There was no sense in that.
Brandon wanted to believe in a happily ever
after for them one day. With a pretty little wife, a big house with a white
picked fence and a house full of their kids. There was only one problem with
his friends dream world. It didn’t exist.
There was no pot of gold at the end of the
rainbow for them. Anthony found out long ago that the type of relationship they
wanted, craved, was damn near impossible, and all it got them was heartache and
screwed in the end. What woman in her right mind would put up with not one, but
two stubborn ass males for the rest of their lives? He knew what kind of man he
was. Demanding. Stubborn. An asshole at times. Hell, that was probably being
nice.
The only reason he agreed to meet Sophia
again was because Brandon seemed a bit enamored with her. Anthony didn’t
disagree that she was beautiful and amazing in bed, but he didn’t see this
going anywhere. He knew her type. She was just interested in the fantasy of it
all. Once the façade wore off and she would be running like the rest of them.
“Take a picture. You can burn a whole through
that faster.” Anthony turned around to Kim glaring a hole into the back of his
skull. Her arms crossed over her black corset and one perfectly manicured bow
popped up.
“What are you still doing here? I thought you
two said this was just a meeting place.”
He didn’t know why she bothered asking. He
knew damn well she already knew the answer. Crossing the space between them in
a few steps Anthony just smirked and stood beside her. Watching the crowd of
regulars and newbies around the club.
“Then I changed my mind. We decided to stay
here. And play” His smirk was still in place. His gaze never leaving the crowd.
Kim was now staring at him again in
disbelief.
“And by “we” you mean, you.” Kim scoffed and
shook her head. “Why does that not surprise me? God forbid big bad Anthony be
alone with a girl. What? Afraid she’d bite back?
“I don’t mind a little biting” Anthony never
faltered. His poker face stayed in place and he was not going to let Kim dig
into him.
“Bull. Shit. I know this routine with you
two. I warned you both that it was only a one time thing. I don’t want to see
my best friend get hurt. I know what will happen next and I swear to fuck if
you two hurt Soph..! “
Anthony spun around so fast Kim didn’t realize
he was in her face until it was too late.
“No, Kim. You only think you know. You
haven’t even scratched the surface.” Anthony’s pulse was pounding as he walked
away. He was so wound up. Kim didn’t even know the half of it. Who the hell was
she to..
“Hey, there you are. We went back to the bar
and you disappeared.”
Brandon walked over with Sophia on his arm
and Anthony’s smile came back.
“Here I am. Just talking with a few friends
while you showed Sophia around. What did you think?”
“Well, I only saw a few parts. Brandon
wouldn’t show me the back rooms. But I liked what I saw.”
Brando chuckled “In time. You’ll see them in
time. We don’t want you running away now.”
Antony had a snort at that, but for an
entirely different reason.
“What did you show her Brandon?” As he list
off the names of the equipment Anthony kept a sharp eye on Sophia. Watching for
even a hint of a reaction. And that’s exactly what he got. After each passing word her mouth became dry.
Her soft pink tongue snaked out to went her lips and as soon as Brandon
mentioned the spanking bench her breath hitched and her pulse increased. He
could see her chest rising and falling harder and he knew her pussy would be
soaking wet.
Anthony smirked “I think we found what
Sophia’s first experience will be in the club.”
“Wait, what?! I didn’t say anything, how
would you have known?” Sophia was panicking now. Anthony shushed her and
trailed a finger over her jaw line.
“Because it’s my job to know. Now, Brandon,
take Sophia to the spanking bench and let me see how well she mounts it.”
Brandon had an evil grin on himself and took
Sophia’s hand. Sophia gulped and followed him without question. They both knew
she wanted this. It was just getting her past her fears and insecurities.
Anthony took a seat in the over sized seat
that was right in front of the spanking horse. Sophia stood behind it, facing
him and swallowed hard again. Brandon stood at her side. His hand stroking over
her arm, encouraging her to get up on the bench. To the untrained eye Sophia
looked scared and frightened. And he had no doubts that she was, but deep down,
what pushed her forward was her dark desires. The desires that kept her up late
at night. The desire that gave her the strength to go through with her fantasy
of being with two men. This was another passion that Anthony loved himself.
There was nothing sexier then a hot red bottom that was begging to be fucked.
Sophia slowly draped her body over the center
of the bench. Her knees resting on the padded leather below and her arm
stretched forward and rested above her head. She was still a bit scared and
hesitant, but he wanted to see how long it would take to make her squirm now.
Brandon was watching her as well. They both
knew the signs to look for and knew when to stop a scene when it was going too
far.
When Anthony nodded to Brandon he knew what
to do. Leaning over the bench Brandon whispered into Sophia’s ear. Just loud
enough for Anthony to hear.
“Stop means stop, remember that. Now, hold on
darlin’.”
Sophia didn’t have time to say yes before the
first swat came. She cried out but it wasn’t in pain. For Brandon’s standards
that was barely a hit. He watched the man deliver man a spanking and this was a
-2 out of ten. He was just getting started.
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