Consume Me (Devoured Club Series) (10 page)

Chapter 17-Marcus

I waited for Emma to return from the locker room. I was going to enjoy doing this demonstration with her. It was a simple hip harness, designed for suspension. It would allow proper support without restricting her too much. I was only planning on showing a basic technique within tonight’s demo. We provided classes on different aspects for members, and I tended to get more advanced within those classes.

I turned back to the bar
and picked up the shot of whiskey that Sam had placed next to me. I nodded toward him. “Thanks man.”

“No problem.”

Emma walked out of the locker room, fidgeting with the robe. She looked like she was uncomfortable. She had clammed up a little when I mentioned that she would be naked. I made sure to make a note to ask her about the reasons behind her fear. I’d had her scene with Caleb a few times in a public sense, so the sudden fear was disturbing.

Emma walked towards me wearing her heels and the purple robe that I had placed in her locker just before heading into the lounge moments ago. She had her head bowed a
little, and presented herself in a shy manner.

“What’s the matter, subbie?” I asked
, hoping that she would give me the honest answer.

“Nothing now, sir. The idea of public nudity scared me for a moment, but I am ok.” Her answer was honest, and a feeling of pride went through me. She was making an effort with her submission.

“You are able to safe word out at any moment, and we will stop immediately and talk about what you’re feeling. Do you understand?” I tilted her face up to look at mine.

“Yes, sir, I understand.” She looked straight into my eyes, her hazel colored ones full of adoration.

“Good, let’s go. Callie usually helps me with rope demos, but tonight I wanted to try it with you to see how you like it, and, since you did not make it a limit, that is what we shall do.” I noticed her shudder at the mention of Callie’s name, and I knew there was some animosity between the two of them.

We walked
onto the dungeon floor and made our way to the rope area. This was located toward the left side, and was bigger in comparison to any of the other play areas we had on the floor. There were black gym mats lining the floor under the suspension rigs and rings. I had one of the bigger rings attached to a smaller, non-movable rig. I wanted Emma to enjoy the freedom of the suspension without feeling completely restrained.

There was a crowd assembled around the area that I had roped off. I wanted them to be able to watch
without interrupting us. I looked at Emma, who had followed in tow. She still looked uncomfortable at the thought of being completely naked in front of strangers, which was oxymoronic to the fact that she was currently a member of a BDSM club.

I walked to the table that was set up
inside the cordoned-off area, which held all of my rope, different lengths and colors. I originally planned to use the purple rope, as it was a little softer and matched her robe. On the lower shelf that was attached to the table, I had a various selection of toys that I would use as well.

“Ready, pet?” I asked as I walked up behind her.

“As I ever will be,” she responded, looking into my eyes again like she was pleading with me to allow her to put back on some clothing. I now was more intrigued to know what had happened to her for her to act this way, but, again, this was neither the time nor place for that discussion.

“Remember, you always have your safe word, although I don’t believe you’ll need it. Just trust me, please
,” I whispered into her ear. I never want to hurt this girl, and the fact that I was pushing her to do something that was clearly making her uncomfortable was bothering me a little. To give her some comfort, I added, “I will not take you past points where I think you cannot handle it. You will tell me about this fear at another time. Are you sure you want to proceed?”

Without moving her head or eyes, she responded
. “Yes, sir. I trust that.”

“Good, please tell everyone you’re safe word,” I directed to her while motioning my hand toward the spectators.

“Cupcake.” I giggled. Her safe word made me laugh every time I heard it because it was so her.

I turned to the crowd
. “You all heard her safe word. If something in the demonstration scares her, or she wants me to stop, she will use her safe word, and everything will stop. It is imperative to have a safe word determined prior to play. If you chose to gag your sub or be gagged, then a mutually agreed upon signal should be used.”

“I am going to prep Emma for a simple suspension harness. This is a simpler technique for use with the suspension rings. I don’t suggest a long suspension time or hard scene with this particular harness. There are other techniques that you can utilize for that sort of scene.”

I grabbed the black rope from the table, it was the longest rope I had, and longer than needed for the harness. I stood in front of Emma, shielding her front side from the crowd. “I have decided to help with your sudden shyness. I am going to show the crowd a simple wrap, nothing restrictive. It is more artistic than playful.”

She nodded in understanding
, and I proceeded to remove the robe off her shoulder, making sure it was still secure around her pussy. Turning back to the crowd, I addressed them again. “I am going to provide the sub with a little modesty tonight, as I show you a simple wrap technique, which can be altered for restraint if needed. Tonight, I am focusing on the artistic elements of Shibari, a Japanese style of rope bondage.”

I talked about the history of Shibari as I wrapped Emma’s chest in a
corset, just around her breast area, utilizing a decorative front and smooth rope back. The decorative front was a combination of basic knotting and threading techniques, usually used for wrist gauntlets; a simple but yet decorative flare.

“Now that my sub is ready with her corset, another decorative element that can be used
for simple rope bondage, restraint bondage, or even within a suspension scene. This one, however, is more decorative. I will now put her harness on, and suspend her from the ring above us,” I said as I finished tying the knot on the corset.

I looked at Emma and whispered
. “You still okay, love?”

She nodded and answered
. “Yes, sir.”

“Good,” I responded
. I grabbed the red rope off the table next to me, and positioned myself in front of her.

Addressing the crowd, I began the explanation of the hip harness. “Okay
, Doms and subs, the hip harness starts off by folding the rope in half. We are going to measure about a fist length down, and tie a double overhand knot. I am going to ask Emma to reach around and hold the loop in place at the base of her spine, while I thread the rope through her legs and up to her front. Emma?”

I handed her the loop as she moved her arm behind her. I let my fingers linger on hers a bit longer than needed, but I enjoy
ed touching her as much as I could. “Emma, spread your legs a little.” She did as I asked. “That’s a good girl.”

I brought the rope through the apex of her thighs, trailing my fingers on the sensitive sides of her
legs, feeling her shudder as the rope played on the outside of her sex.

“Now, I am going to tie a double coin k
not at the level of her chest; bringing the rope and knot down to center it right under her navel. This allows you to separate the rope on her behind to each hip. Now take each end of the rope and work them to the left and right hips, tucking them under the lead that we brought through her thighs.”

I turned her around to show the crowd that I had in fact separated
the rope so that the knot was still at the base of her spine and the rope now circled her ass cheeks instead of being centered.

“We now bring the ends round to Emma’s front, and tuck them over the parallel ropes that come up between her thighs.  Then we bring those ropes to the first tuck location, on her hips, and tuck them under, and bring them back up the front again. 
We repeat this process another four times, before securing the bindings by running the loose ends of the rope under and over all of the windings, twice, leaving what looks like a rabbit ear at the top, like this.”  I turned her to face the crowd.

I looked at her
. “You’re doing great, pet. I am almost positive that if I ran my fingers through your folds, you’d be soaking wet. Am I right?” I snickered and flashed a smile as I watched her face flush in agreement.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned back to the crowd. “I am now going to secure the winds by sending the working ends of the rope through the ears and pulling tight. We are almost done. Once the knots are secured, loop the ends round, and bring them to your partner’s back, and feed them through the original loop we started with. Once this is done, you are free to tie the ends to a point over their head. I am going to fasten Emma to the Shibari ring above us, and have her bend over, allowing me full access to her beautiful ass.”

I rubbed my hands over her bottom, before I attached the rope to the ring; bring
ing her to her tip toes. “This, everyone, is a basic hip harness. Obviously, Shibari can be as simple or as advanced as you want. You want to make sure your partner is comfortable and that you are aware of where the ropes are being laid. You don’t want to have your partner suspended for an extended period of time as loss of circulation can be a bad side effect of bondage. We do offer more advance rope technique classes, if you are interested. That is all.”

I was hoping that the crowd would disperse quickly
, as I wanted Emma to myself for the next part of the night. I’d decided that we’d throw in a flogger tonight in my room. I was still having my own issues related to fucking her. Part of me wanted her bad; to stick my cock deep into her pussy. Then again, I didn’t want to hurt her. Emotionally, as I had April. I had promised her that I would be professional, train her and protect her.
What the fuck was wrong with me?

I turned and saw that the crowd had indeed receded
, and I had her to myself. I came up behind her, pressing my groin into her ass. I was aroused, no doubt about that. Rubbing my hands over her ass, I made my way toward her inner thigh to test my theory from before.

“Ah, my pet, you are soaking wet,” I whispered as I
slid my fingers in between her folds. “Are you ready for some play tonight?”

“Yes, sir. I am ready. But can I be removed from the ring first?” A slight laugh to her voice.
Fuck, she could be cute.

I laughed and began to untie her from the ring
. “Of course, but I think we will reuse some of these ropes in my dungeon. As soon as I release you, I want you to go to my room and kneel on the floor by the bed. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Of course, Master Marcus.” I finished untying her from the ring
, and untied the hip harness that I had placed on her just a few moments earlier.

“Go now, sub. I’ll be there in a minute.” I watched her bow her head at me
, grab her robe, and head toward the stairs that led to the private rooms on the second floor. My eyes did not leave her ass until it started climbing up the stairs.

“Oh
, you so have it bad for her.” A voice broke my concentration. I turned to see Lucas standing behind me.

“Maybe I do. I told you there was something about her
, Luc. I’m just afraid about getting too close…” my voice trailed off, as Lucas knew what I was referring to.

“Don’t let the fear stop you
, Marcus.”

I nodded
. “We’ll talk more this week.” Lucas nodded back, and made his way to where Chloe was waiting for him. I began my way towards my dungeon, set on not ruining the scene I had planned.

******

I grabbed the rope I needed prior to heading upstairs. I paused at the door trying to calm my anticipation before entering. I knew she was naked from the waist down, and the thought of her kneeling in my room on the floor, had set my cock at high mast. It was seriously killing me to refrain from fucking her senseless.

I op
ened the door purposely slowly and quietly, so that I could observe Emma kneeling on my floor. The image of her on her knees, legs spread wide and angled to the sides, her hands resting on the tops of her thighs, her head bowed and eyes looking down at the carpet. Her brown hair draped down across the sides of her face. I stood in the doorway watching her for a few minutes. I had a nagging feeling, as I had before, that she was not as novice to submission as she had stated. She had perfect position, perfect posture, and perfect submission. Granted I had explained this at one point during the first group session, but this was the position of a trained sub, or, at least, one that had done it before.

I shut the door and
walked over to where she knelt by the bed. I purposely walked behind her, and placed the rope I was going to use on the bed. I knelt down behind her, running my hands over her shoulder blades and down her back. She shivered as I touched her.