Chapters (42)
- Charming Your Dad
- Spotify Playlist
- Dedication
- Content Warning
- 1. Blair
- 2. Dax
- 3. Blair
- 4. Dax
- 5. Blair
- 6. Dax
- 7. Blair
- 8. Dax
- 9. Blair
- 10. Blair
- 11. Dax
- 12. Blair
- 13. Dax
- 14. Blair
- 15. Dax
- 16. Blair
- 17. Blair
- 18. Blair
- 19. Dax
- 20. Blair
- 21. Dax
- 22. Blair
- 23. Dax
- 24. Blair
- 25. Dax
- 26. Dax
- 27. Blair
- 28. Blair
- 29. Dax
- 30. Dax
- 31. Blair
- 32. Dax
- 33. Blair
- 34. Blair
- 35. Blair
- 36. Dax
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
I place the white and blue band and put it on Blair’s small wrist before taking my white and red one and placing it on myself. Blair gives me a smile that makes me feel like I’m worth something, like the little assurance of only wanting her means the world. If I ever find the fucker who cheated on her, I’ll ring his neck.
Taking Blair’s hand in mine, I lean down. “You remember the rules?”
“Don’t talk to anyone else and don’t be mouthy.”
“Good girl.”
“Where do you want to start?” I ask, walking to the main room. We’re greeted by the sight of a woman on her knees, scattered rice on the floor. You can see the indents of the small grains against her pale flesh. Her knees are bright pink, she’s clearly been in position for a while. She has no clothes on except the black ropes wrapped around her tightly, showcasing her tits. Her dom, who is clearly a shifter of some sort, smiles at her menacingly as he splatters her tits with tight lashes from a flogger. Their vibe is a little more sadistic than I like. While I like inflicting some pain I don’t lean toward humiliation or pain that doesn’t lead to pleasure. The wince on her face shows this is more the type of pain not leaning in the direction of pleasure.
Blair’s mouth is hanging wide open as she takes in the show. “Holy shit. Is that what you want to do to me?” she asks. Breaking her gaze away from the couple and looking at me.
“No.”
She swallows and nods her head. I lead her down the hall. The hallways are dark, our footsteps making low noise against the wooden floor. The hallways lead us to the main stage, with plenty of seating. I sit down first and pull her down to my lap. The seats don’t have arm rests but are sturdy oak wood with black velvet cushions. This stage is simple. Lit dimly with a ring bolted to the ceiling and a wall displaying multiple toys for use. There is a couple already in the middle of a scene. I look on, knowing that this is something I would like Blair to see.
“This is more of my style,” I tell her. Spinning her around so her perfect ass is pressed against my crotch and her back is pressed against my chest. Her body on mine feels so right. I move her hair off her shoulder slightly so my lips are close to her ear.