Absolute Silence

9

I nodded, not taking my eyes from the other members. The gathering had grown, and more people were now actively participating in erotic displays. It was entrancing. I didn’t know where to focus my attention. “If your heart beats any faster, I’m afraid I’ll have to do CPR.” His lighthearted and calming words sounded as though he were teasing me. It was enough of a departure from our earlier dynamic to draw my gaze back to him. Hungry eyes commanded my attention and held me captive. Filip’s free hand rose and collected the dark strands of hair that lay on my chest. I hadn’t removed my wig because my own blonde hair beneath was hideously pinned to my scalp. He’d have a fight on his hands if he demanded I remove the wig. He examined the tresses with a glower but remained silent as he placed them back down over my arm and away from my chest. He then slipped a finger seductively down into the cup of my bra. He took one leisurely swipe across the swell of one breast, then pried the material down, exposing my n****e above its fabric protection just inches from his lips. My breathing hitched. Filip’s tongue slowly glided over his bottom lip. He knew how to tease. A master of anticipation. Only once I had thoroughly envisioned that tongue brushing over my own skin did he lean forward and flick my sensitive n****e. He gave me no time to recover before grazing his teeth over the hardened peak. An electric bolt of pleasure shot straight from my breast down to my core. I gulped in a shaky breath. Filip chuckled, and I could feel the warm rumble vibrate straight through me. Picking up the vibrator, he turned it on and lifted it to my chest. My n*****s pebbled painfully in anticipation of a new sensation. No one had ever played with me like this—seen my body as an erotic playground to explore. When the vibrating device made contact with my skin, I moaned at the heated zing of pleasure. “Look at the stage,” he instructed. “See the woman?” A gorgeous redhead was naked and cuffed to a cross that must have been lowered from the ceiling. Her flawless body was curvy and feminine, soft and rounded in all the right places. Her hair was a piled heap on the top of her head, and her face was a mask of delirious pleasure. “See her clamps?” I noted the woman’s silver n****e clamps but could hardly focus beyond that. “Yes.” “These rosy buds will be perfect for clamping.” He popped the vibrator against my n****e in repetition, igniting small fires with every touch. Filip freed my other breast, and its initial neglect somehow made the first touch of the vibrator that much more electric. My head tilted back as my chest involuntarily arched forward. I was slipping into a mindless state of need. Nothing else mattered but his touch and the pursuit of more. He lowered the vibrator to drift slowly down my belly. “As we move forward, I’ll ask you about your limits. You also have to tell me if those limits and interests change. For now, eyes on the room. I want you to think about what it would be like if all those eyes could see you. How every person in there would covet my position.” I did as he ordered, and the resulting image made my inner muscles clench with need just as the vibrator ghosted over my c**t. The barest of touches was an erotic tease that stole my breath. The sensitive tissue swelled, aching for more. A moan, more wanton and primal than any sound to ever escape my lips, tore from me. “So responsive,” Filip murmured, nipping his teeth along my breast. “Is this what you want?” He eased the device against my throbbing center, and I wondered if my body might implode. Just as I started to adjust to the sensation, the vibrator swept down toward my entrance, initiating an entirely new surge of pleasure. He dipped the device inside me just enough to use my own juices as lubrication, then directed my body through a gauntlet of pleasure. What followed was the fastest, most explosive o****m I’d ever experienced. I screamed an unearthly sound. I’d never felt the slightest inclination to scream during an o****m, but under Filip’s ministrations, I had no choice. The sound clawed its way out as part of the cataclysmic unraveling of my being. I drifted on another plane as wave after wave of bliss rocketed through me. Only once my body and mind reunited did my hand fly to my mouth with the realization of what I’d done. “No need to worry. This is the one place where screams don’t draw any attention. Or, at least, not unwanted attention.” He pulled out my dress and bra with a single finger to allow each breast back into its rightful place. Was our time over? I felt satisfied, yet I was in no way ready for the night to end. “What about you?” I asked. Was I supposed to take the lead and pleasure him the way he’d done for me? Had I just screwed up everything by asking instead of just doing? I suddenly felt horribly selfconscious. He placed his fingers lightly around my jaw, letting them slowly drift to my chin. “Not tonight,” he answered absently. Not tonight? Why? Perhaps sensing I was on the verge of asking another question, Filip stood, lifting me to my feet and righting my dress. He brought over a bottle of water from a small mini-fridge and ordered me to drink, though it was unnecessary. My throat was so raw from screaming that I welcomed the cool relief. When I looked over, Filip was watching me, his face unreadable. Did he regret making a deal with me? Did I do something wrong? What the hell was going through that mystifying mind of his? If I wasn’t so s*x drunk, maybe I could have figured out what was happening. At the very least, I could have summoned the energy to demand an explanation. Instead, I shrugged off his odd behavior to be dealt with at a later time. “What’s your number?” He pulled out his phone, and I read off the digits. “I’ve just sent you a text. If you need me, you get in touch. I expect you to hold up your end of our bargain in the meantime. You don’t come here without me, and you certainly don’t go to another club. Understood?” “I think I can manage that,” I shot back, a spark of temper resurfacing. He cut me a look in rebuke to my sass. “I think that’s been enough for your first night. It’s been an eventful day, and there’s plenty of time for more exploration later. I’ll walk you out.” He opened the door, triggering a sinking sensation inside me.