Page 53 of Echoes of Fear
Spending time with my Pup as his Papa is a dream I can’t wait to explore.
But, when I fuck him, I want to look down into the eyes of my man, Knox. I want to hear him scream my name as my dick pounds his tight ass.
“Having issues?” Dom Brian says as I try to discreetly adjust my aching cock. “I know I’m hot, Daddy Taylor, but I’m also married. And you’re not my type.”
“Fuck you,” I laugh.
It’s polite to refer to one another with our titles while at Club Oasis. But Dom Brian also knows I hate it when he calls me that.Daddiesare calledUncle’sif the Little doesn’t belong to you. He fuckin’ knows that.
“I was thinking about my boy,” I admit.
“I didn’t know you found a boy,” Amber, Dom Brian’s wife, and Sub, says from behind him.
I wink at her, which causes her to blush and hide behind her Daddy.
“Can’t wait to meet him,” Dom Brian smiles genuinely.
“Have fun,” I say, waving them inside.
This same routine goes on for the next several hours. King texted to tell me that Knox was napping on the couch when he arrived but that he almost lost a hand when Titan tried to eat him.
As funny as that would have been to see, I’m just glad I still have a dog.
When the club hits its legal maximum number of people, I tell everyone in line to come back early tomorrow, and I head inside.
“I’ll watch the door,” Reynolds says. “I was on my way out to get you. Blaze needs your help in the Dark Room.”
“What happened now?”
Dark rooms are often used for sensory deprivation or anonymous play. They are kept intentionally dimly lit or completely dark to heighten sensory experiences and create an atmosphere of mystery and anonymity.
This wouldn’t be the first time some shady shit went down in that room.
“Something about a safe word not being met,” Reynolds says. “Steel is about to lose his shit.”
Fuck.
Not wanting to cause a scene, I take my time walking through the club until I reach the back where the scene rooms are. The main part of the club is mainly just hanging out and drinking, or sometimes, pairs perform social and public scenes.
You’ll also find couples fucking or bringing someone to orgasm. Along with bystanders pleasuring themselves while watching.
Not my scene, no pun intended, but I won’t judge someone for it being theirs.
Each scene room has a two-way mirror for people to watch a scene play out. It’s not always open and available. Some people don’t want to be watched. But, for the most part, they remain open. Inside the rooms, you have the option to have the mirror remain a mirror, not knowing who is watching, or you can press a button that causes both sides to be open for viewing.
As I approach the Dark Room, the curtain is wide open, and I can see a dim red haze from the light inside. This room’s mirror is never turned off from the inside. It would ruin the effects of what the room is for.
Looking in, I can see Blaze shouting at someone, but I can’t hear a thing.
“This room is closed,” I tell the bystanders. “Go watch someone else.”
The second I open the door, Blaze’s anger hits me full force. Before getting involved, I walk to the mirror and close the curtains. With the door closed it feels as if my ears are clogged. No sound, not even Blaze’s screams, echo off the walls.
I fuckin’ hate this room.
“THIS IS THE SECOND TIME WE’VE GOTTEN COMPLAINTS ABOUT YOU NOT ADHERING TO THE RULES OF THE SAFEWORDS.”
I place my hand on Blaze’s shoulder and wait for him to relax. Looking around the room, I see the Dom in front of us, the bench, and that’s it.