Song: Flesh- Simon Curtis

 Author's Note: Strong sexual content- if you can't handle it or don't like this kind of thing...please skip to the next chapter.Oh wait...I think the next chapter is just a little rougher.

I run around the back room with the ladies. I help them with whatever they need. Some need help with their hair and other things that I have no clue what they are for, like those little round things that go over their nipples. I mean why even bother. Raiden comes to the back to get me. "Hey...I thought you were going to check out the room?"

"I'm coming man...I was just helping out the ladies." I smirk. I follow him to the room.

"Look they won't be able to see you with the light off, so you can either leave it off or turn it on it's totally up to you. I got things to do so have fun my boy." He smirks and leaves the room.

I sit there in the dark. And then the light comes on in the other room. This is a different room from earlier. There is this table in the middle of the room. A young blonde walks into the room wearing only heels. She has her hair pulled back and I watch as she walks around the room and then sits on her knees. A few seconds later a guy walks in. He looks down at her and walks across the room to get something off of the wall. He then walks back over and I notice the leather object in his hand, the end looks more round and I have never seen one of them before.

He taps her on the shoulder and then lets it slide across her back to the other side and taps her again. He leans down and grabs a hold of her pulled back hair and twist it up in his hands just enough for her to arch her neck up, tilting her head back for her to look at him. He then leans down and kisses her right on the mouth. I see his lips moving so I know he is talking to her.

 Damn if only I could hear what he is saying. I look around the room; Raiden said something about a switch for the lights I wonder if he has one for sound. Sure enough he does. Hell yeah...I flip the switch and now I hear them.

"What's my name?"

"Master."

"That's right...you know the rules right?"

"Yes, Master."

"Open your mouth." He touches the side of her face and she obeys him. She sits there on her knees and takes him. I watch as he takes her head with his hand and forces her to go deeper and she does. Not once does she gag. He arches his back forcing his body more into her. Once he had enough he pulls out and reaches down for her hand. He walks her to the table and pushes her onto her stomach.

I'm shocked when he ties her wrist down and then her ankles. He walks around and admires her body and slaps her bottom a few times. He leaves her there only long enough to get a whip and walks casually back over to her. I watch his every swift movement. Every time he brings the whip down along her back she slightly jumps. She moans out for more and he gives it to her. He makes is way behind her and enters her body and the whole time I don't take my eyes off of either one of them.

I think of all those photos at Raiden's apartment. This is what he is into. I smirk at the whole fascination about it and I am so intrigued that I want to watch more...I want to learn about this fetish. I freaking have the hardest hard-on ever. If I don't release myself I am going to explode. So I whip it out and jerk off for the next ten minutes. The moment she screams out in full blown orgasm that is the same time I go.

I don't mention anything to my uncle and the whole night I just want to watch more. I'm not sure that I can get enough of what I just witnessed. The ride home is quite and the next day we head back to the club. We are seating in the back of the car when he finally ask, "So did you learn anything my boy?"

"Let's just say that I want to learn more." I throw him a greedy smile.

"So you liked what you saw uh...well that is the world of dominance my boy."

"I think I loved it."

"Do you now. Well to be a Dominant you must learn first how to be a sub. You need to know what it is like on both ends. It's all about pleasure not just for yourself but for the woman you are with."

"So you are saying that I need to let someone have their way with me." I look at him like he is fucking crazy.

"My boy...believe me you will want both ways. Being a sub only makes you a stronger Dom. If you want I can get you hooked up see what you think?"

"Are you fucking for real...you would do that for me?"

"My boy...I will do anything for you."

And he was right he would do anything for me. Once we pulled up he got a room all ready just for me. I walk into the empty room and look around. I'm amazed at all the gear and things that look like you can torture someone with. I'm not sure I want to be on this end; I would so much rather be giving out the punishments. I wanted to be the one with the whip. But needless to say that was not my day. I hear the door shut behind me and I quickly turn around.

There she was. A brunette with long lushes locks. She was wearing pure black leather that was so skin tight that it showed ever single curve. The breast part was cut out and her breast was on display. I watch her walk around and the back side the ass part is cut out of the outfit and she has the sweetest round ass. I lick my lips. "You still have your clothes on...why?"

"I'm sorry shit what was I thinking." I quickly get out of my clothes and I stand there with freaking goose bumps all over my skin because now I am cold and slightly nervous.

 She walks over to the wall swaying her hips and grabs a leather whip and then turns back around at me. She fucking stares me down. I don't know what she wants but her eyes cast to the floor and back up to me and then back down as if she is trying to tell me that I better kneel. I feel my knees go weak and I slowly get down on my knees. She walks towards me playing with the whip in her hand. Once she gets close enough she reaches down at runs her hands through my hair until she is now behind me. She leans in close to my ear. "You have made so many mistakes already are you ready to be punished?"

I feel the excitement rise in my chest."Yesssss..."

"Another mistake. I see this is your first time my dear little boy."

I am about to say something when she reaches over and closes my mouth with her hand. There is a look in her eye and I know to keep my mouth shut."First of all you will refer to me as Your Majesty. I will tell you if you are allowed to talk. Since you don't know how to shut up you will were this." She reaches over to this side table and in her hand is a strap with a golf ball size red ball attached to it. She ties  it around my head and inserts the ball into my mouth.

 I watch in excitement as she gathers p a few more things and walks back over towards me. She slowly wraps my hands up in some black cloth material and then once she is finished she reaches up and pulls down this bar from the ceiling. I let her connect my tied up wrist to the bar. She plays with me, tailing her hands up and down my body. She teases my nipples for a few seconds and then down towards my growing dick. She licks her lips in anticipation of what is to come. Suddenly she is behind me but her hands never leave my body. For some reason she steps back but I know she is still there. She is making me wait.

But then I feel the sharpness of the whip against my back and my body tenses up jerking forward. I let out a groan. She waits for me to relax again before striking me again. Each comes with the right amount of pain. I can't explain how my body feels fucking electrified and charged. I so want to get off right now. I lose count along the way. I feel her hands on my back again and then she comes back to the front. Her hands immediately find my nipples and then her hot little lips takes one in and she sucks so hard that I thought I was going to explode in that instant.

She stops just in time like she knows what is about to happen. She opens her mouth up and her tongue continues its torture. I look down at her and she reaches up and slaps the shit out of me. "Did I say you could look at me?"

I still have the ball in my mouth and it's hard to talk but I manage to get out, "No Your Majesty."

She beams in excitement since I called her by her name. Her body is so close to mine. Her tongue licks the side of my face and all the way down to my hard-on. I have been sucked off a few times by young armatures but this holy mother, when her lips touch the tip of the head it doesn't take long before she has me completely inside of her. I want to look down but I know somehow she will know. My whole body arches upward and she goes at it like she is trying to find the damn tootsie roll in the middle. I can't take it anymore; I look down at her and she looks back up at me with a wicked grin. I have a feeling that I made another mistake.

She jumps up and reaches above my head letting my hands free but not completely free they are still bound. She pushes me over to the table and forces me to lie down and then she climbs aboard. I want to touch her but with the restraints on I can't. I want to hold her down on top of me however I don't have a say in the matter. She does it all. She rides me and pounds into me so hard I squirt in the first Goddamn five minute. Son of...

But what really gets me going she bites her bottom lip and that fucking tongue comes back out and within seconds she is down there licking up every little bit that spews out. My body jerks and twitches like she is draining me out. I think I might have just passed out.When I come back to she is gone and I am unbound. I look around the room and start laughing that has got to be the fucking best experience in my whole life.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Author's Note: Welcome to the word of BDSM- If you have read the Cleaner's Daughter you should remember that Mekhi was all into BDSM. Well this is where it all started from. His kink and fascination of sexual desires.

Do you like this part of the story or would you rather see just killing? Or both?? Just wondering which way to lean more towards to please my readers.