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Amari

Stefanos buckled the collar around my neck and I closed my eyes, feeling the stiff new leather tightening around me.

It was thinner than the black one, more delicate yet still had the metal loop on it for him to add the leash.

The diamonds sparkled against the dark brown leather, and I noticed the dog mask on the bed.

It was new and wouldn’t cover most of my head like the previous one.

Stefanos stepped back to admire my collar.

He let the silence stretch as his eyes moved down my body, but by the time he raised them I could see the heated dark intensity in them.

His jaw was clenched and with a slight frown he reached up to touch my collar.

“You made me wait a very long time,”

he said ominously, walking around me, and I didn't expect it, perhaps I should have since I gave him free rein over me for tonight.

He slapped my ass cheek so hard that I flinched, until that familiar burn spread to my front, remembering when he would slap my pussy.

“Woof, woof,”

I barked, slipping back into my role with ease.

“Bend over the bed,”

he said, his voice calm but edged with steel.

I spread my legs and bent over the bed raising my ass in the air. The soft bedding and his familiar scent on it made my legs tremble.

“Good girl,”

he crooned and I lapped up his praise but it left me wanting more.

He reached out and picked up the lube and tail, whispering in my ear.

“I’m going to so much fun tearing your asshole up tonight. Now be a good whore and spread that ass for me.”

I couldn't even bark because I was using all my faculties to remember how to breathe. With trembling hands, I reached back and spread myself open for him, pressing my face into the bed.

The lube landed on my asshole and I felt the stiff plug of the tail push against my ass. I took a deep breath and relaxed my inner muscles until the plug breached me.

“It’s tightened up again but not for long,”

he said, shoving it all into me while my moan was muffled against the bed as the tail snapped into place.

I was aching for him to touch my pussy but as he got me ready he didn't touch me once and I knew it would be a rough yet satisfying night.

***

Stefanos held my hand as we walked into the club.

I wore a long jacket he took from me before he signed us in.

I was on my hands and knees, curious about the club this time.

There were male and female Dom’s and some same-sex partners.

My eyes were drawn to a guy who was in a latex head-to-toe outfit dressed as a dog.

I was naked except for my stockings, but I wouldn't like to be dressed in latex. It would be stifling.

“Is my room ready?”

Stefanos asked, drawing my attention away from the sub.

“Yes, Sir. We followed all your instructions.”

Stefanos, tugged on my leash and led me through a different set of doors from last time.

I eagerly crawled beside him to look inside the actual club.

There were stairs on one side, people were standing around a stage, but from my position I couldn't see what was happening.

“Stefanos, it’s been a while,”

a man said, but when I saw his sub, I lost interest in him because she was dressed as a pony.

She raised a hoof up at me and I smiled beneath my dog mask and raised my paw up. Her outfit was much nicer than the latex dog one. She was mostly covered in black leather but had enough bare skin on show without revealing too much.

“Grayson, I thought you had retired to the countryside. It is good to see you back in the club.”

“We don't get out as much since we are busy with the children.”

I gaped at the sub but the bridle didn't allow her to speak. They were married and had children?

“This is Larisa. Every now and again my wife needs correcting, don't you dear?”

She rolled her eyes at him.

“I heard you had got married. Nice to meet you,”

Stefanos said with a smile before he glanced at me. “This is my fiancée, Amari.”

I gasped at the bald-faced lie and nudged his leg with my head.

“Sorry, we have to go, she is in heat. If I’m not careful she will start humping my leg,”

he said slapping the other man’s arm.

“Best get that taken care of,”

Grayson said with a chuckle.

Larisa was grinning through the bridle and waved as Stefanos led me away.

I closed my eyes for a moment realising that everyone could probably see my wet pussy even under the dim lighting.

Each time I moved, the silky feel of my stockings rubbed against my thighs, it only exasperated my problem.

“We are going upstairs to an observation room,”

Stefanos said, leading me to a lift.

I glanced up at him as he pressed the button.

“It means anyone or everyone will see you get punished and fucked tonight,”

he said with a devious smile I recognised. “They will watch you cum on my dick while I fuck your holes.”

The lift door slid open, snapping me out of my daze.

I wasn’t expecting this, but I was looking forward to the new experience.

We only went up one floor, but I presumed that Stefanos didn’t want me to walk up the stairs.

I saw a long hallway with doors on it, but the main front room had glass on both sides of the room.

There were people standing around the hallway and when I looked past the metal bannister I saw that you could see the central stage below.

Stefanos led me to the door and held it open as I walked in.

It was grey, white and black with black furniture.

The dark room had several spotlights shining on a bench which was strategically positioned to face the windows.

When we got closer, it reminded me of a park table and benches.

There was a metal dog bowl on top of the bench.

“Up onto the bench,”

he said while he moved the bowl onto a table, and that’s when I saw the back wall full of various instruments.

When I didn’t move fast enough, Stefanos tugged on my leash, and I quickly stood up and bent over the bench.

The height of my heels helped as I leaned over.

I looked around to see other benches and furniture.

They all had various restraints attached to them.

He fastened my wrists onto the bench using metal chains with leather buckles before moving back to remove his suit jacket.

He hung it on a nearby hook, before he began to unbutton his cuff.

I watched him roll up his white shirt to expose his tanned muscular forearm, remembering when he said how he would remove my IUD.

His face remained in the shadows but the bright light was on his arms.

“You’re going to scream for me tonight and when I take you home I am going to fuck you throughout the night. When you go back home tomorrow I want you to feel me everywhere. The same way you crawled inside me, Amari and made me feel,”

he said quietly as he worked on his other sleeve.

It was reassuring to know we were both hooked on each other. My eyes dropped down to his trousers and his dick was stretched out against the black material. My pussy clenched in anticipation. The silicone vibrator was good, but not as good as the real thing.

“Still so hungry for my cock,”

he murmured before he walked away.

I gulped when he reached the back wall but couldn't see what he picked up. He returned with a harmless looking oval black paddle with a paw print on it and a large bottle of lubricant.

He moved behind me and silence filled the room.

There were only faint sounds from outside and I saw from the side window that people had begun to gather, men and women, some held drinks in their hands while others pointed into the room.

A few had their faces glued to the window.

“They are all here to see a naughty little bitch get paddled. It’s thanks to your date that I had this idea. Did you think you could replace me?”

I shook my head because I knew the date would go nowhere. The only reason I went to meet the man was to prove to myself that I could.

“Damn, right,”

he hissed before he spanked my ass with the paddle.

The pain wasn't as sharp as the cane but harsher than his palm. It still spread to my pussy, causing me to clamp down on the plug in my ass.

You. Are. Mine. Amari,”

he said striking me with each word. “Bark.”

I barked as he whacked the paddle all around my ass cheeks until they burned.

The longer he used it, the louder I barked until I couldn't keep up and my barks came out as yelps.

I felt tears begin to form as he continued to spank me.

The initial hit was nothing like the rest, but it helped when he spread the strikes on different parts equally.

“Thirty strikes, not bad,”

he said finally stopping to rub my aching flesh.

I groaned as he continued to gently massage my buttocks, chasing away the throbbing pain. I rested my hot cheeks on the cool bench, listening to the sound of his footsteps approaching me.

“Are you ready to taste me, agápi mou?”

he said, his voice as smooth as butter.

My love, Christos used to say those words to my mum.

I glanced up at him, his eyes were burning—burning for me. I looked straight into them and barked. “Woooof, woof.”

He removed the snout from the frame of the mask leaving only the ears on. The sound of him unzipping his trousers made my mouth dry and my heart race. He was the intoxicating pull that I couldn't resist and I was here to submit myself to him. This was different because even though I surrendered my body to the sick, twisted man I loved, I felt stronger than ever.

I wanted everything he had to give. I was ready.