McKenzie, Cooper - A Club Esoteria Christmas [Club Esoteria 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

Club Esoteria 7

COOPER MCKENZIE

Copyright © 2011

Chapter 1

You are invited to

Club Esoteria’s Christmas Party

Friday December 23, 2011, 8 p.m. until ?

Entertainment: A Sub’s Talent Show

RSVP required; floggings will be administered to those who do not

Antony Ryan read the invitation and grinned. It was his last day in the Middle East before starting the long trip back to the States. This invitation proved to be exactly what he needed to make the trip bearable. Just the thought of being home with Mistress and Gentry and all their friends for the club’s holiday party sent a shiver of excitement through him. His cock inflated at Mistress’s handwritten note at the bottom.

YOUR attendance is mandatory.

Pulling out the second card, he read that all subs, collared or not, would be expected to take the stage and perform a non-sexual act of talent. That news made him grin even more. While he had many talents he was not sure any of them were appropriate for a non-sexual talent show.

The party was two weeks away, which would give him plenty of time to come up with an act, make the trip back to the States, visit with his mother and her new husband for a couple of days before returning to the home of his heart.

It had been eight months since he had left New Bern for what was supposed to be a six-month tour of duty in the Gulf. It was his second deployment in the last year and a half, and he was tired. Thank God tomorrow he headed home for good. His enlistment was at an end, and though numerous superiors had tried every way they could to convince him to reenlist, Antony remained firm. He was getting out and going home for good.

Every time he deployed, he left all of his heart and most of his sanity in the loving hands of his Mistress. After all this time, all he wanted was to kneel before the woman he loved and beg her to take him back under command. Though they had been in contact via computer several times a week, it just was not the same as being with her in person. Especially without her hands or her favorite flogger touching on him.

Though his brother-slave, Gentry Michaels, was there serving their Mistress during his absence, Antony missed being present to take care of their woman. After eight months, he once again faced the possibility that Mistress would see him and not want him back in her life and her bed.

Every time that thought crossed his mind, Antony’s heart and gut clenched with fear. Though he was never supposed to take the ring off, at that moment he slid the silver and gold ring off his left ring finger. Holding it to the light, he read the inscription “slave lovingly owned by J” one more time before kissing the ring and putting it back in place. He had performed this ritual at least once a day since arriving at this place so far from home. Seeing the words and knowing the commitment behind them settled him like nothing else could.

Booting up his roommate’s computer since he had shipped his home already, Antony logged into his e-mail program and sent Mistress’s cousin, Taurus Green, a quick message.

Tell Mistress Jenna I will be home for the party and have a surprise for her.

Clicking the send button, he sent a second e-mail to Mistress telling her he loved her, received his invitation to the party, and would do everything he could to be there several days before to help them prepare. Once he’d sent it successfully, he closed down the computer before turning to finish the last of his packing. He began whistling his favorite Christmas carols, as he tried to imagine what Jenna’s response would be to his surprise. Especially since she hated surprises.

He hoped she would take a flogger to him. It had been such a long time since he had felt the heat of punishment on his skin. An eternity since her hot, wet cunt had wrapped around him in pleasure. Looking again at the gold and silver ring, he could not help the erection that filled out the front of his uniform pants.

Eight months since the last time a hand other than his own had wrapped around his cock. The last time she had allowed him to jack off was during a middle-of-the-night Skype call several days earlier. He had slowly jacked off as she told him of all the things she planned to do to him when he arrived home. After he covered his chest with his spend, she then informed him in her power-laced Mistress voice that he could not get himself off again until he returned to the club, knelt at her feet, and begged for it.

Antony immediately agreed. She was Mistress. It was his duty to carry out her orders to the best of his abilities in all things, even if that meant going three weeks without sexual relief.

Looking down at his distended fly and knowing he would be perpetually hard, he sighed. “It’s gonna be a long couple of weeks.”

* * * *

Dane Bennett stepped through the front door to find both of his submissives kneeling in the foyer, naked. Glancing out the door as he closed it quickly, he breathed a sigh of relief to see no one in sight.

Turning, he circled the pair. They both knelt in perfect slave position. His cock jumped to attention as he took in Merlin’s half-hard cock and Sloan’s lush, ripe, very pregnant body.

“To what do I owe this wonderful welcome?” he asked. He stopped behind the pair and rested a hand on the top of each of their heads.

“We have a request, Master,” Sloan answered softly.

“And what would that be, angel?”

Dane dropped his hand to run the tips of two fingers across the top of her shoulder. He smiled when she trembled in response to his touch. When she regained control, she handed him an envelope addressed to the three of them.

He was not surprised to find it opened. After all, Sloan dealt with the mail, sorting the bills and important letters from the junk. She had taken it on as part of her duties as their slave-lover.

Opening the envelope, Dane pulled out the contents and read both cards. Then he turned and headed toward the staircase. “Come on, you two. We need to talk about this. What’s for dinner?”

“Beef stew,” Sloan answered as she and Merlin followed him up the stairs and down the hall to their bedroom.

“On the bed,” Dane ordered as he stepped into the closet to undress. “Pet, play with angel’s nipples some more. We’ve got to get them toughened up before the babies get here.”

“Yes, Master.”

Though he was out of sight, he knew that Merlin would be settling Sloan comfortably onto the bed. She would be leaning back against a pile of pillows so he could attend to her breasts. Dane stripped off his clothes quickly and found himself sighing as he pulled his jeans down, releasing his erection from its cloth cage.

Once he was naked, he turned toward the bedroom, pausing in the doorway for a moment. Instead of having Sloan on her back, Merlin sat against the pillows with their woman straddling his legs. She held her bountiful breasts up, offering them to the man who was her Sir.

Though Merlin was his submissive, his love slave, he was also Sloan’s dominant, a position he seemed quite content with. Dane loved having both a man and woman in his life and his bed, loving him, submitting to him, allowing him to take care of them as they took care of him.

He had bought a weekend of Sloan’s submission as a gift for Merlin’s birthday at a charity auction Club Esoteria had held eighteen months before. Those two days were a turning point, showing both Dane and Merlin that their little submissive angel fit into their little family perfectly. Foolishly they had let her return to the club Sunday evening without getting her last name or a way to contact. It took them a week of talking and thinking before they agreed to track her down and bring her into their home to stay.

Sloan moaned sexily as she shifted her shoulders. The low sound sent a quiver through Dane, and his cock jumped in response. She was close, but he was feeling just enough of the sexual bastard to make her hold back the tidal wave awhile.

“You will not come, angel, until I say so,” Dane declared as her hips began moving back and forth, rubbing her slit up and down the base of Merlin’s cock.

The next sound he heard was a whining moan he easily recognized. She was as horny as she had been since the moment she had gotten pregnant.

Dane curled up on the bed next to them, staying just out of arm’s reach, but positioned so he could see everything that happened. Watching was his second favorite sexual pleasure.

“Now, tell me what your request is.”

“You want to talk about this now?” Sloan gasped as Merlin pushed her breasts together and sucked both nipples into his mouth at once.

“Why not? We’re all here,” Dane said, sliding his hand between their lower abdomens. “Now I take it you would like to go to the party?”

“Y–y–yes, Master.”

Sloan stuttered the words as two fingers slid down between her lower lips and on either side of her hot, wet, erect clit. Dane felt her thigh muscles clench as he stroked her.

His mouth still full, Merlin moaned softly as the back of Dane’s fingers rubbed up and down the sensitive underside of his cock, torturing him as well.

“And what would you and pet do to entertain the guests? You must have a talent for the show.”

“Umm, I don’t know. I hadn’t thought about it. Ooooo.” Sloan wiggled her hips, pressing her clit against his fingers. He pressed his fingers closer together, pinching the flesh between them, which had her squealing softly in response.

“What do you think, pet? Will it be safe for her to go to this party? I’m not sure I’ll be able to go without wanting to flog someone.”

“Oh, me, Master. Please flog me. It’s been so long since you’ve played that way with me,” Sloan begged.

“Quiet, angel,” Merlin ordered after dropping her nipples from his mouth.

Dane smiled as the cool air brushed across the wet flesh, causing her to suck a breath. She gasped again when Merlin took the rubbery tips between fingers and thumbs and began to roll them.

“I think as long as we’re careful with her and don’t tire her out too much it would be okay. And you know you can flog me anytime you like, Master.”

Wrapping his free hand around the back of Sloan’s neck, Dane pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. He continued diddling with her clit, smiling as she made the most delicious sounds as her tongue danced with his.

When he finally pulled back, he turned and gave Merlin the same oral attention. The cock under his finger jumped and he knew both were close.

“On your hands and knees and suck my cock. Pet, you will fuck her. If either of you comes before me, there’ll be a spanking before we go down and fix dinner.”

Dane could not help the hiss that escaped as Sloan quickly moved into position and took him into her mouth without hesitation. He was so long that she wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, bobbing on the top half as she jerked off the bottom half.

She had a good rhythm going, bringing him along quickly until Merlin knelt behind her. Dane watched as his man took cock in hand and brushed up and down Sloan’s slit, teasing her. Sloan whined as she took just the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked on it.

“Tonight is not a night for teasing, pet. We’re all too close.”

“Yes, Master,” Merlin responded as he stroked once more before sliding deep into Sloan’s waiting pussy.

Dane took a deep breath as his own orgasm built. Angel’s lips and tongue and mouth were perfect, and they had trained her so she was just as good as Merlin at giving oral love. It only took a few minutes before his balls drew up. He felt his semen boiling and ready to fire.

“Now, my loves. Come. Now.” He cried the order as his hips lifted. With a groan, he filled Sloan’s mouth with his life-juice.

He barely heard Merlin’s answering cry as he came in Sloan’s pussy. He felt Sloan’s orgasm as she sucked harder and harder on his cock as she always did when she came in this position. He was surprised she remained silent as she swallowed down his cream.

Once they all recovered, Dane cuddled them close, Sloan on one side and Merlin on the other. “You two will come up with a talent that touches the audience without embarrassing our family. If you can do that, and angel feels up to it, then we can go.”

“Oh, thank you, Master,” Sloan gushed. She stretched up and kissed him before leaning across his chest to kiss Merlin “Thank you, Sir. I’ll come up with something wonderful.”