Her Serious DOM

  Riley was starting to doubt herself.  What was she thinking? Sure it seemed like a good idea at the time.  Her best friend Carla gave her the wonderful idea to tend bar, convincing her that this inclusive club, Club Cuffed aimed only at the rich and famous could make her more money in one night than she would normally see in a week. She wasn't sure what to expect walking in. All she knew was that she was not expecting to see a naked man hooked to a harness with a giant dildo shoved up his ass. In all fairness Riley was told that this was a renowned b**m club but she mistakenly assumed these "activities" took place privately. Boy was she wrong. Seeing a woman giving a man a blow job while another man f****d her from behind almost made her start to panic on her first night looking like a fish out of water, a dressed fish at that.  Right as she was ready to go screaming for the hills, a gorgeous tall brunette walked up. She was wearing black latex pants and a green halter top. The green brought made her eyes shine bright as emeralds.  She had a black choker around her neck with yellow diamonds. Oh wow. Those cannot be real, Riley rudely thought to herself.  Before she had a chance to ask about the piece, the girl gave Riley the once over before introducing herself. "Hi. My name is Sam. I am gonna be training you tonight.  Have you ever bartended before? Oh what am I saying!  Master Dex wouldn't have hired you otherwise" "Master Dex?" "Oh yes...I was told to teach you about protocol. Always refer to the dominates as Master or Sir and the Dommes as Mistress or Madam."  If they prefer something different, trust that they will be sure to tell you." "Thanks Sam. I think I can remember that." "Being respectful is the number one rule around here. Even though it is a s*x club everyone is treated with respect and dignity. If a customer or an employee breaks that rule Master Dex will fire them on the spot. I have been here 3 years and it is a wonderful place to work. Besides the insane amount of money I  make on a nightly basis, I met my master here. He just collared me last week." "What do you mean he collared you?" "I am a submissive.  In our lifestyle a collar is a symbol of our relationship.  It is just as important as a wedding ring. It is proof of devotion and commitment. You see my choker?  My master collared me in a beautiful ceremony. It means I belong to him forever.  Look, we better get started. If you have any other questions about the club or this lifestyle just ask. Most of us are not shy." For the rest of the night Riley spent time learning about the club's signature drinks.  She enjoyed watching the different customers in their interesting outfits. Some, however, just walked around naked. Everyone seemed so at ease. Everyone she met was very polite and Riley was surprised that at no time she felt uncomfortable.  "So what do you think so far? Think maybe you might live to play with someone at the end of the shift?," Sam questioned Riley.  "I am not looking to play with someone, I am not really looking for a relationship anyway. My last one was a complete waste of time. He called me overbearing and controlling. I guess in a way I am. So I would never want someone that I had to call a master. Nope I am the master of my own universe. I will never let a man own me". Quickly realizing how insulting that sounded to the young submissive she tried thinking of a way to take back her words. "I am sorry Sam. I guess this lifestyle works for some people. I just can't ever imagine letting a man tell me what to do. Can you tell my why you life it?" "Riley for me submission is not about letting someone tell me what to do. It is just a descriptive word for a role that I enjoy taking during s*x. Some submissive's don't limit their lifestyle to the bedroom. Those people are called slaves and they enjoy a 24-7 power exchange, inside and outside the bedroom. My master and I don't do that.  My master Brayden has no control of me outside of our playtime. He is not my boss in any way. But inside the bedroom there is nothing sexier than a man taking control and giving directions. Nothing for me to think about. Only feel. I love pleasing my master. Him feeling good makes me feel good" "But does he hit you?"  My master uses a variety of tools on me for pleasure and pain. The line between pleasure and pain is very fine. Some people may never understand that. I wasn't into the lifestyle until I started working here. But through my submission to my master my heart has completely opened. I am not the same lost person I was before. It is hard to describe it and even harder to imagine it, I suppose. Did that at least help a little though? "Yes and thank you for giving me your take. I am not trying to be judgemental at all. This is all so new to me. Earlier I saw a man leading a woman around on a leash.  I am sure with time I will understand it all a little better.  "Oh my GOD! Who is that." "That would be Master Stone.  He is the best looking dom around, well other than my master",  Sam smiled.  He is a known player.  Usually doesn't play with the same woman more than once. He has left a string of broken hearts. He is a nice man though.  From what the other subs have told me, he is really strict but also one of the nicest men around. Walking through the door was the most beautiful man Riley had ever seen. Tall. Well Built. Dark hair with a face that had to be created by an angel. He looked at her as if he could see right into her soul. Uncomfortable is the only word to describe it. Uncomfortable  and completely turned on. He must work out 40 hours a week for that body.  And his eyes. Mesmerizing. She was so taken by them. She could feel the moisture between her legs and with the cocky smile on his face it was clear that he could smell it as well.     Stone was becoming so bored, drifting with a mundane existence,  never feeling anything meaningful. Walking into the club tonight he could only hope that there would be someone new to play with. Someone who could excite him. And someone he could easily say goodbye to the next morning.  He was growing tired of the same women. Battering eyelashes and flipping their hair in a bid to get him to notice them. Stone knew he was the best looking club member. Everyone knew.  Stone wasn't looking for anything more than play though. More would only hurt them and him.  Before he plays, he always makes sure the sub knows that there will never be a future and there certainly wouldn't be a collar. No, Stone has resigned himself to a life of solitude. He plays and then leaves. Never looking for anything more. He can't give more. It is not within him. At least that is what he tells himself. If he thought there wasn't more out there he was mistaken and It looks like he better prepare himself. Standing by the bar was the most captivating pair of eyes and the most unique looking woman he had ever seen.  Who is she, he wondered? Golden skin framed by dark hair loosely down her back. An hourglass figure that he so badly wanted to do sinful things to. Her lips separated in an 'O'. The deep amber of her eyes glinted in the poor light of the bar, and the richness of her emotions preserved perfectly in their depths, all the while checking him out.  Stone caught the bob in her throat as pink rose in her cheeks. How would the rest of her look like pink?, he wondered? Putting his wayward thoughts on hold, he took a deep breath and prepared to meet the lovely creature.  She must be a new server. He wondered if she is in the lifestyle. Not all employees of Club Cuffed are. No. She may look captivating but Stone could spot a vanilla a mile away. Well she might be vanilla right now... Stalking over to Riley, Stone held out his hand. "Hello beautiful. What is your name? I know I have never seen you here before. You must be Master Dex's new hire". "My name is Riley and yes it is my first night".  Fuck! Even her voice was mesmerizing, he realized. She was wearing a short black pair of daisy dukes and a light blue lacy tank top with her n*****s protruding. A little too much clothing for this place. She smelled of the ocean. The subtle scent was unnerving, too calm for the turmoil that lives inside of him. Before he could change his mind Stone decided that he needed to make his move if he wanted to be first in her favor. He would be surprised if he was the first to ask her to play. Then from nowhere crazy thoughts entered his mind.  I will be the last though. Wait. What???  Where the hell did that come from? "My name is Master Stone and I would love to show you around tonight. That is unless you have plans to tour the club with someone else." "No. I don't have plans.  My shift is over."  She could not turn this God down. So much for control. Suddenly feeling nervous, trying to come up with an excuse to get out of walking with him she surprised them both with her answer. "Yes,  I would enjoy a tour."   Stone couldn't hide the small smile that crept up. He wouldn't just show her around. He wanted to play with her. He started to worry a little because he could also imagine waking up to her tomorrow morning in his bed. He doesn't take women to his bed. That would lead them on and lead to the 'more' category which he desperately needed to avoid.  Stone smiled and swept Riley up into his arms, his c**k punching against his fly in appreciation at how good she felt.  She squirmed against his hold but didn't complain. Starting down the long corridor towards the play rooms,  Riley started to struggle in his arms. "If you don't mind, I can walk''.  "I won't hurt you. I promise. You must learn to trust." "I don't know you. How can I trust you?" "Riley, I want you to think of a word. If at any time you need me to stop what I am doing, whatever it is, just say the word and I will immediately stop.  My goal is not to hurt you. The most important part of a master/sub relationship is trust. I am not doing either of us any favors if I betray that." "Master Stone, I thought you were just gonna show me around?  I am not looking for a master. I know nothing of this place or you. This is just a job for me." "I am sorry Miss Riley, I completely lost myself in the presence of a beautiful woman." His eyes softened. He didn't want to frighten the poor girl. His words were soothing. Riley started to feel a little calmer.   "I am in no way in want of a relationship either. I play with numerous women here. That is all it would be. Afterwards you will go your way and I will go mine. Have you ever had kinky s*x before?" Turning ten shades of red, Riley looked down to her toes desperately wanting the floor to swallow her whole.  "No, I have never done anything in my life like this. I have never even imagined it." "I thought so.  "Well you still need a safe word anyway. You may change your mind at some point in time."  Standing straight in his dom stance using a stern voice that made her shiver, "I may make you change your mind.  Right now all I can think is that I want to drag you into the nearest empty playroom, tie you up and f**k you until you scream." Riley gasped, turning ten shades of red.  He thought she was adorable and would be a delight to play with.  "I wouldn't do that without your permission though.  If you don't want to come up with your own words then just say Red. Everyone knows that Red means stop."  "Ok I'll just stick to red. It is easy to remember." "Riley, does that mean you have changed your mind?  Would you like to play with me tonight?   Give me one night. That is all I want or ask. I am not looking for anything serious. I saw the look on your face when I walked into the bar. I smelled you. You and I both know you want more than a tour".  Riley crossed her arms in front. No way was this man talking her into a one night stand. That was not who she was. Even though the thought of Stone f*****g her until she screamed was so so appealing. But could she let him take the lead? Riley had always taking control during s*x. Most men like that. Up until now her s****l experience was quite dull. No one really excited her. At least not until now. "I won't force you to do anything you don't want.  I know it is hard to trust a stranger,  but go outside your comfort zone just this once." "If I say yes, What will you do to me Master Stone?"  Her voice broke on the last word, and his heart warmed. So nervous and scared, but trusting anyway. He loved the way she said Master. Feeling something scary and new, Stone told her "Anything and everything I want."  Riley didn't realize that she had zoned out.  His tone unnerved her. Gone was the soft spoken man from outside the bar. Now stood Master Stone, Dominate. Was she truly about to turn this stranger loose on her?