The Exhibitionist
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He ran a hand down the front of my body, brushing my breasts. “Did you enjoy putting on that little show?”
“I enjoyed dancing for you, Master. Knowing you were watching turned me on.”
His hand moved lower, inched by my belly button, making its way to where I yearned for him. “And did you know that nearly damn near every man in this place was watching you? Getting turned on by the way you moved that hot little body? Imagined it was them pressed up against you?”
“My mind was on you, Master. Wanting you to get turned on. Wanting you to imagine how you’d feel pressed up against me. I danced for you. But,” I whispered, “I knew they were there. I knew they were watching and saw me getting hot for you.”
His finger slipped even lower, so near my clit and yet not touching it. Just teasing. “It worked. I’m so turned on right now. Your little show made me so hard I might just bend you over a table and fuck you in front of everyone.”
It wouldn’t be so crazy. Already there were couples engaging in various sexual acts all around the courtyard. To our left, a woman knelt between a man’s knees giving him a blow job. In another corner a man had a woman pressed against a wall while he fondled between her legs.
I fluttered my lashes at him. “Yes, please, Master.”
Nathaniel brushed aside the fabric of my thong and dipped a finger into my arousal.
“The thought of me taking you like that turns you on, doesn’t it, naughty girl?”
I couldn’t very well say it didn’t, not when he could feel how wet I was.
“Oh yes, Master,” I said, grinding my pelvis against his hand. “It makes me so wet.”
His breath was hot in my ear. “What turns you on more, dancing with the other guy for me or thinking about my taking you in front of everyone?”
“You taking me, Master.” Then to prove my words, I circled my hips again.
“Better watch it, Abigail. You don’t have permission to come. Though I bet these people would love to watch me spank your ass.”
I stopped my hips and waited. Maybe he’d let me come soon.
He removed his hand from my dress. “Hold that thought.”
“Hold that what?” I asked. Did that mean …?
“Is my naughty girl curious?”
“Very, Master.”
His expression was pure evil enticement. “Too bad.”
He turned to his side and I realized Daniel had signaled for him. While the two of them spoke softly, I took Julie a few steps away.
“What are you guys doing?” I asked.
“We’re going to go back to our room. You?”
“I think we’re staying down here. At least I hope we are.”
She winked at me. “He knows you well. I’m sure you’ll have fun.”
“I bet Daniel has something very exciting planned for when you get back to the room.”
“I think he does.” Her voice dropped. “And I have a pretty good idea what it is.”
“Oh?”
“He’s been preparing me for anal sex.” She bit her bottom lip. “I’m not sure it’s what he has planned for tonight, but I bet it’s sooner rather than later.”
“Trust me, if Daniel’s anything like Nathaniel—and so far, he has been—he has everything all planned out. And when it’s all said and done, you’ll probably end up loving it. Craving it even.”
It should have felt strange to be talking about anal sex while standing near a dance floor, but it didn’t. It was partly because Julie and I had grown close as friends. But probably it was also because sexual tension was so thick in the courtyard. Besides, I felt certain that if I walked over to the play area, someone would be having anal sex. Possibly lots of someones.
“I’ll just have to take your word on that. I don’t see me ever craving it.”
“Trust me,” I said. “I wouldn’t lie to you, especially about something this big.”
“It’s Daniel’s something big I’m worried about,” she said, half joking.
“You’ll be fine,” I said. “Matter of fact, call me in the morning and tell me how right I was.”
“It makes me feel better hearing that from you. It’s not like I don’t trust Daniel. It’s just I’ve never had anyone take me there before. You know?”
“Yes. My first time was actually when we were out of town as well.” I thought back to the Super Bowl weekend years ago, when we’d just gotten together and his cousin, Jackson, played pro ball. “I was scared to death, but he took it slow, making sure I got pleasure out of it, and to be honest, it was rather sweet.”
“Sweet? I don’t know if I believe that.”
“It hurt a bit, too. Even with the preparation.”
“That I believe.”
“You ready?” Daniel asked, coming beside Julie and putting his arm around her waist.
“Yes, Master.” She looked up at him with trusting eyes and I knew everything was going to be all right.
“See you later, Nathaniel. Abby,” Daniel said as they walked away.
“Follow me,” Nathaniel said after they left.
He led me away from the dance floor and over to the playing end of the courtyard. I froze momentarily when we made it to the spot between the two groups. I couldn’t look at just one scene. There were too many and I wanted to watch them all.
From what I could see, there were at least five couples in the middle of play that I saw from where we stood. One man was talking with another while a naked woman knelt at his feet giving him a blow job. The two men Julie and I had danced with were taking turns flogging a blond woman. I watched them for a bit. I’d seen a few threesomes play before, but I’d never witnessed tag team flogging. I imagined it felt pretty good from the breathy moans coming from the woman.
“That looks intense,” I whispered to Nathaniel, and was going to ask him if he’d done anything like it, but his expression stopped me cold.
He was watching the threesome as well, but he looked shocked. No, it wasn’t shock, it looked more like guilt. Which didn’t make any sense. Why would he feel guilty over a flogging scene? I looked at the two men again, but they appeared to know what they were doing and the blonde didn’t seem to be in pain. Quite the opposite actually.
“Master?” I asked. “Is everything okay? Do you know them?”