3 to Open
~B.J. Scott~
Copyright 2011-05-16: B.J. Scott
Beau to Beau Books
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Included in: 3 to Open
1. Openers
2. Introduction
3. 3 to Open
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Introduction:
The opening of a new breed of S&M clubs has Jack quickly rearranging his on-call schedule at the hospital. Catering to doctors such as himself, as well as to various other professionals, this new breed of clubs offers Jack the best of both worlds. The thrill of pleasing a demanding master and the power that washes over him while having his own demands and commands obeyed is a combination Jack can never refuse.
3 to Open:
This was Jack’s first time at the Dunes, a hot new club downtown. He had come here alone, not wanting anyone at work to know he frequented anything but the finest of establishments. Jack had read about the Dunes and he knew immediately it was the place for him. The Dunes was a submission club, a new breed of S&M clubs that seemed to have sprouted up overnight.
Jack had driven around the block several times before parking his Mercedes in the back. He wouldn’t have stopped if he had noticed any familiar looking vehicles. Jack checked himself in the rearview mirror, locked his car, and tapped three times on the back door of the club, just the way it had been stated on the website.
The Dunes looked like an ordinary club from the front, but those in the know used the back door which offered a very different scene.
“Is your name on the list?”
Jack quickly skimmed down the list. “Yes, right there.”
“Great, welcome, you see the list over there?”
Jack nervously scanned the list of rules and nodded.
“Go on in,” the man said, with a smile.
Jack scampered to the bar like a scared rabbit and took a seat. He was halfway through his first drink, which was on the house courtesy of the doms, when he felt two firm hands grip his shoulders.
“Doctor?”
Jack tried to turn around but the man held him firm.
“Yes.”
The man’s firm hands slid down the front of Jack’s shirt, and Jack felt the man’s hot breath and then his lips on the back of his neck. “What do you want, Jack?”
“Everything, and then some.” It was true. Jack had done everything and he had had everything done to him, and he wanted it that way. He had been on both ends of the S&M chain and he had no real preference. He liked it all.
The man unbuttoned Jack’s shirt and smoothed his hands along the firm contours of his chest. Jack’s nipples were hard and the stranger pinched them until he heard a small whimper from the man who was willing to submit completely to him. The man was tall and he leaned over Jack, forcing open his jeans and pulling his half hard cock up and almost out. He knew the rules, though. No nudity below the waist unless they were in a room.
The man sat down next to Jack so that he could see his stranger’s face. The man kissed him firmly on the lips as he stroked Jack’s cock inside his jeans. “Looks like we’re going to need to get a room, or take the chance of getting kicked out of here.” Jack nodded. The man closed Jack’s shirt just enough to cover the top of his cock that was now showing, and he led him to a room at the back of the bar. The room was small, just a bed and supplies, but that was all that was needed. He locked the door and tossed the key on the floor.
Without a word he shoved Jack hard, causing him to land on the bed, his shirt falling open, his cock head waiting. “What’s your name?”
The man did not answer, but he gave Jack the show that he knew he had come here to see. He ripped his shirt open, proudly displaying his thick chest and broad shoulders. He moved closer to the bed, and it seemed to Jack that the man became larger the closer he came.