Chapter 2
Master Jac walks around his club, monitoring everyone's scene to make sure people were being safe and that subs were safe-wording like they should. Jac runs his club like a good oil machine. Everything runs smoothly as things should. Jac walks up to his brother Gabe and taps him.
"Yo what's up, Jac?" Gabe asks him.
"Things running smoothly on your part?"
Gabe nods his head. He points at a club member who was standing near where Marcs was flogging his wife who is also his sub, Macy.
"See her there? Carson texted me to me that she brought her friend whose birthday is today." Gabe tells him with a smirk on his face.
Jac grins back.
"Are thinking what I'm thinking?" Jac asks.
Gabe nods running off to grab the mic. He comes back and hands it off to Jac. Jac turns the mic and taps it twice to make sure it was working.
"Hey everyone, Master Jac here. I was just told that we have a birthday girl here. You know how much we love birthday girls. Come on birthday girl and introduce yourself."
He sees the member that his brother pushes a girl on her right up to him. His eyes widen, and he gets a wicked grin on his face. Ah, she's a newbie to the lifestyle. This was going to be fun. She walks up to him and waves. She was a beautiful woman with curves in all of the right places. She has an ass that begged to be spanked and played with. Her lips screamed suck me. All in all, she was just the type of woman he wants in his bed. He pulls her into his side.
"What's your name subie?" He asks her.
She pushes some of her hair behind her ear.
"My name is Diana but call me Di." She said, her barely audible.
He chuckles, giving her a squeeze. Such innocents. It oozed from her body like nectar. He takes a whiff of her and smells her arousal. It beckons to him like a call for help. He licks his lips and turns to his club members.
"My friends, who think that I should give, Birthday Girl, Di a spanking to commemorate this occasion?" He asks.
Club members cheer and hoot. He grins and looks at Di. Di was looking at the floor when he tilts her head up so that he could look her in the eyes. She was a bit reluctant to do so but he was able to get her to look at him. She was biting her bottom.
Oh god, oh god, Di thought as she looks in the eyes of Master Jac. He pulled this straight from her deepest, darkest fantasies. Her over his knee for a bare bottom spanking made her pussy drip just from the mere thought of it. She wanted to beg for it now that she know that it is possible for her to get it. It damn sure didn't help that now she was up, close and personal with the guy who makes her crave for things that she shouldn't have. But oh, wouldn't it be so pleasing to the senses to have it? She licks her lips.
"Di your safe word is red if you want to stop now." Master Jac tells her.
She shakes her head. She didn't like that idea. She wanted this. No, she needed this. Master Jac and lets her goes but he doesn't move that far away from.
"Strip." He commands.
She hesitates for a moment.
"All of my clothes?" She asks him.
He nods. She pulls off the mini skirt and then unzips the corset. She takes her tong of last and folds up her clothes. He holds his hands out and takes away her clothes. She stands there quite comfortable in the nude. She knew that she wasn't much to look at but there wasn't much that she wanted to do about that. Master Jac pulls a chair and sits.
"Over my lap please."
She glides over to him and leans over his lap, her hands on his thigh. He pushes her down, clasps her hands behind her back with ass in the air on all display. With his free hand, he grasps her hair and pulls her head up by it.
"When I say, 'over my lap' this is how I want you. Understand me, sub?" He whispers into her ear.
She nods, and his hold tightens. That is not the response that he is looking for. Di knew this, maybe not from experience but from the many erotic stories that she had the pleasure of reading. She knew that man of his stature didn't want non-verbal answers when he was looking for a verbal one. She knows what he wants because she craves for things he wants.
"I understand you, Sir." She gasps out, her pussy throbbing, aching to be played with. To be touch and enjoyed.
He loosens some of the holds that he has on her hair but keeps on a firm grasp on it. She loved the way he commands her body to do his bidding. He lets her hands go.
"Don't you dare move them, sub." He growls out.
Her already throbbing pussy throbs with a burning ache. Her clit was on fire. How was she so hummed up from his voice alone? That is a wonder to ponder. He begins to rub her ass, playing with it like it was his new favorite toy.
"Poucaluz, I want you to count for me."
"Yes, Sir."
Jac was surprised at the endearment he given the little subie, but it fit her so well. It just rolled off the tongue. He called her 'Little Light' in Portuguese because she had such a bright shine. He starts out spanking her lightly but when they pass ten, he started spanking her harder, leaving nice little red welts behind. The more he spanked, the wetter her delectable pussy got. He takes the hand that was spanking her and rubs it across her pussy and she trembles in need. His lips pull up into a cocky grin. Such a wet pussy for him and him alone. He pulls her hair again. She looks up at him biting her bottom lip.
"Do you want me to make you come?" He asked her, his voice low and husky.
Her eyes lit up when he asked her this question.
"Please sir, make me come." She begs him.
He chuckles. Just what he likes to hear from his subs. It was that sexy, innocent begging that revs his engine. Slipping a hand into his pocket, he pulls out a small bullet vibrator.
"Keep those pretty eyes on me, move them and I'll stop. Understand me, Pouca luz?"
"Yes sir, I understand."
He places the vibrator onto her clit and turns it on.