Page 8 of Wickedly Played (Checkmate #1)

Chapter Six

MAX

“What did you just call her?” I ask with my arms across my chest, leaning against the wall. Deacon tries to avoid me, but I get closer to him. “I heard you call her a bitch.”

Deacon backs away with his hands raised in the air. “You don’t know Serena that well. But she is one. She’s been trying to get involved in our relationship for years,” he tries to talk it back.

“Don’t call her names.”

Serena and Stella come out of the changing room with a smirk on their faces. My eyes trail over Serena’s body when I see her. She’s wearing a black satin robe with thigh-high stockings and heels. She waves at me with attitude, making me fight the urge to put her over my knees.

This is going to be a long assignment if I can’t keep myself under control.

Stella and Serena have their hands clasped together as they lead us to the main room where the show will begin. I have the video feed on my phone already and have been observing the comings and goings of everyone. I’m not playing when it comes to Serena’s safety.

“Who is ready for the gorgeous Domme, Mistress Aphrodite, and her submissive, Stella?” They are announced.

A crowd cheers for them just as Voodoo by Godsmack begins to play over the loudspeakers. I take a spot on the wall to watch and assess the room, the patrons, and the other staff in the area. There is something oddly strange about the whole thing.

“Is this your first show?”

I turn to look at the pretty woman perched next to me with her tits hanging out of the top of her bra. Her lips are curved into what I can only assume is her seductive smile. “Yeah,” I answer.

“I’m Mandy. I’m one of the coordinators for the show,” she introduces herself over the loud music.

“Max. I’m Serena’s new bodyguard.”

She giggles. “I figured you would be with her. She’s beautiful.”

Shrugging, I bring my attention back to the show.

Serena is in the middle of the platform with her robe untied around her waist. She’s holding something in her hand as the music quiets a little and everyone stops talking. With one wag of her finger, Stella drops onto her hands and knees, then crawls to where Serena is standing.

“Are you ready to please me, lover?” Serena’s sultry voice sends chills up and down my spine.

Stella stops in front of Serena’s high heels and leans down to kiss the top of each of her shoes. “Yes, Mistress Aphrodite.”

“Good girl. Kiss each of my shoes twice, then sit back in the position to receive my collar.”

I’m transfixed on the scene, but my eyes look around the room in a quick scan. There is nothing out of the ordinary yet.

“By wearing my collar, lover, you are committing yourself to my pleasure. You are promising that you exist only for me tonight. Are you ready, lover?”

Stella smiles and then kisses Serena’s legs. “Yes, Mistress. I’m honored to exist only for you.”

The collar is tightened around the other woman’s neck, and Serena’s eyes search through the crowd before landing on me. I raised an eyebrow in a silent question to make sure she was still doing well. She smiles and then looks back at the pretty woman on her knees.

For the next five minutes, Serena is tying intricate knots with rope around Stella’s petite body.

Each rope she tightens, Stella thanks her loudly over the music—Serena’s body dances to the music in a seductive sway.

When the last knot is tied to Stella, Serena pushes her back, causing the other woman to be suspended in the air.

Serena’s eyes look through the crowd again, and everyone cheers.

“In this position, the rigger can control the bunny’s movements, pleasure, and then do this.” Serena’s face is flushed against Stella’s pussy. The loud moan reverberates through the room, and I feel the moan in my dick.

In the audience, several people shift in their seats to hide their arousal or to relieve some pressure. I fight my own desire to adjust myself so my erection isn’t so painfully obvious.

“I’m going to let you come, lover. You’re going to get an easy one. Then I want you to show everyone how well you take my whip,” Serena murmurs against Stella’s thighs.

“Jesus,” someone moans from the audience.

In the audience, I see an array of horny watchers. Someone’s hand is up another woman’s skirt, a couple is about to go to third base, and then I hear the telltale moans of a woman coming.

My dick has officially pitched a tent in my pants.

Serena has maneuvered Stella to be perched in front of her with her mouth above Serena’s pussy.

“From this angle with the ropes, you see my sub is just where I want her to be. A little move,” the ropes pull and Stella bounces off the Domme’s hips, “I can slip inside of her fairly quickly. As always, a lot of trust is required. Are there any other moves you want to see before we continue?”

A hand is raised in the audience. “Mistress Aphrodite, could you try it as the female and have a male behind you?”

Serena pushes her hair over the side of her face, squaring her shoulders. “Say what you want, lover.” Her voice is evenly sexual and commanding.

The man clears his throat. “I want to see you wrapped in ropes with a man behind you. I want to see how you look wrapped in ropes.”

“Deacon,” Serena’s voice calls out.

I put my hand in the air. My protectee looks at me with wild eyes. With a quick shake of my head, I shut that idea down. Deacon waves his hand for me to step up.

With even steps, I’m walking to the front of the display with Serena’s eyes watching my every movement. “You know, this is not part of your requirements as my bodyguard,” she whispers to me once I grab some rope from the floor.

Waving her off, I quickly untie Stella from the ropes. Once she’s untied, I point in front of me for the other woman to stand. “Stand here,” I demand.

“Have you tied up women before?” Stella’s voice weakly asks.

I wink at her, causing Serena to chuff a breath. “Sweetness, I’ve done a lot with rope.” Turning to Serena, I take off her rope, gently throwing it to the side, and then step behind her. “Standard safe words apply?” I ask.

“Are you in the lifestyle?”

I shrug. “That’s not important,” I answer her.

Meticulously, I have managed to tie Serena in the ropes. The white knots look beautiful against the black lingerie adorned by Serena. Her hand reaches out to touch my black hair, and I shoot her with a look.

“Did you ask to touch me?” I raise an eyebrow.

“May I touch you?”

I’m sensing she’s challenging me, but I love it. “Yes, you may. Let me know if these are too tight.”

The man in the audience who requested this demonstration approaches the display ledge. I have one eye watching him and the other on what I’m doing. If he’s brave enough to ask for a switch in the show, I’m wondering if he’s one of her enamored fans.

“Which hold do you want?” I ask.

Serena’s suspended beautifully in front of me with my hand gripping the knots around her back. Now that her hands are tied, she’s dancing her pretty fingers against my taut skin. My skin feels like it is on fire with every touch she makes on me.

This was a bad fucking idea. I’m fucking stupid.

“Uh, I’m just going to ask,” the man mumbles.

Serena’s face snaps to look at him. “Lover, if you can’t ask for what you want, how is your sub supposed to know?”

He clears his throat. “I want the man to slam you into his hips, hard. I want to see how easy it is to control the ropes when you’re getting railed from behind.”

Well, fuck me. Me, too.

“Are you ready, sweetness?” I ask with my mouth pressed against her ear.

“Are you?”

I pull the rope back against me several times, making her smash into my hips. My dick is painfully hard, and I know she can sense it by the gasp she makes.

“Oh, shit. That’s so hot!” The man moans. “Do it again!”

Serena looks at me with her dilated eyes and her lips parted. With a nod, I do it again four more times.

“Yes!”

I look at my girl in my arms to see her head thrown back and her eyes closed.

Stella gets on the floor in front of Serena. I see her fingers dancing up her thighs until she gets to her pussy. With a quick push, Serena’s underwear is pushed to the side, and Stella’s tongue is massaging her clit. I can’t help it that I thrust into her back again.

“Lover, make me come.” Serena’s moan is loud as it rings through the display room.

Stella looks at me first and then back at her Domme.

Letting her go, I take a step back and go to the other side of the room again.

I would love to stick my fingers through her wet pussy, finger fuck her, and then drive my tongue through her honey.

Once she’s come, I would love to fuck her from behind until we both forget what day it is.

Serena’s moans are loud as they shake through the room. I try to think of literally anything other than how I would make her moan louder. I bet she would scream when she feels me between her thighs.