Dae

I managed to get two more weeks from Chul-Moo. Two more weeks where he'll leave me alone, I can hope. So I choose to forget about him. After all, I have my debut to worry about, and I don't want him in my mind, not when I know, for all my stalling, I'm not going to do what he wants, not now, not when I've found a place I actually fit, just a little. I have friends here. And they are unfazed by my silliness and exuberance; if anything, they seem to even like it. That's certainly a marked difference to anything I've ever experienced before, where my role has always been to either provide entertainment or be very, very silent. How strange that my supposed submission now actually allows me to be myself more than my previous life ever did.

I'm putting my stuff in a locker when I feel hands on my small hips. Big hands, and I jump because you don't expect that in the subs' room.

"I'm sorry, Dae, I didn't mean to make you jump!" Nikolai is apologetic but laughing.

"Or scream," and Ellis is laughing even harder.

"I was just checking you are all set for tonight," Nikki explains.

"I am," I whisper, glancing around the busy room, "but there seems to be a lot of people here tonight?" It's Wednesday, and there's usually about half the numbers to a weekend, but tonight it seems even busier than a Saturday.

"Yeah," Ellis says, proudly, "Master says that you two have drawn quite a crowd. There's a lot of people who want to see you, plus there's even more single Doms out there." I think he's trying to make us feel good, but I gulp, and note that Nikki's doing the same.

"Why are you two so nervous? You want the Doms to want you, yeah? Plus I promise Master would never have suggested it, and Master Chase and Master Landon would never have agreed, if he didn't know you were ready." Ellis hugs us both; 'reassuringly', I guess.

"Anyway, Ellis, I thought you were still grounded?" Nikki asks.

"I am," he says conspiratorially, "but I managed to convince Master that it would be good if I helped calm you before your scene. So I better get this cute ass of mine back out there before he decides I can't be trusted." Ellis grins as he sashays out of the room, but there's an undercurrent of sadness to it too, even if Nikki and I don't have the inclination to discuss it; way too nervous about what's coming.

I wonder if part of the problem is that Masters Chase and Landon refused to allow us to practice the scene together, even though we're supposed to be very connected during it. They said it would feel more real for the audience if we needed their guidance, but I did hear Master Chase on the phone suggesting to, I presume, Master Landon that it was too hot to waste on practice runs. The only things Master Chase went through with me was the bondage positions and the toys, to make sure I was comfortable with the use of each of them, and briefly telling me I was going to be the bottom bottom, which I know means Nikki is going to fuck me. I'm okay with that. More than okay with that. And I'm excited about what's to come, despite my nerves.

Nikki and I go into the main room wearing our matching outfits, which are just cute little lycra hotpants that don't even cover the bottom of our ass cheeks; mine purple and Nikki's red. Most of the Masters are standing around, chatting, when we enter the VIP area and it pleases me that Master Chase's eyes light up when he sees me, because I'd been more than a little bit worried about the comparisons between my scrawny body and Nikki's beautiful figure. I'm not completely sure, but I think a couple other Doms also have a bit of lust going on behind their eyes, which makes me feel good, until Master Chase reminds me about being on my best behavior and I drop my eyes to the ground.

"You look good enough to eat, Pretty Boy," he growls in my ear. "The audience are going to go wild for you." I shiver a bit at that. It isn't like I haven't been fucked in front of a crowd before, though I suppose I'd managed to blank the negativity out, but his words bring it to the front of my mind and I suddenly feel sick, thankful that I didn't eat this afternoon in preparation for my status as bottom of the bottoms. I'm going to go back to blanking it out though, determined not to let Master Chase down, or Master François. I will prove myself for them, and to all of the people in the crowd.

There isn't much to be sorted out in the main showroom, so when we enter the stage everyone is already seated in the audience. I'm thankful for the lights preventing me from seeing individual faces, so I'm not tempted to break my training and look up. Master François announces us and there's a polite smattering of applause, before Master Chase stands behind me, whispering words of encouragement, and I know Master Landon is doing the same to Nikki. My mind wanders a little as they're removing our shorts and boots, wondering if we look like an odd crew up here. There's only a few inches in height between the other three, from Nikki's almost six foot up to Master Landon who I think is more like six four, but I probably look like a little kid next to them, at barely five foot five. Actually, all of the Doms are very tall; even Master Christian, who's the shortest of the VIP friends, is a bit taller than Nikki and Ellis, who I think are the tallest subs who come to this section of the club. It's funny how that works out, and I wonder what Master François would do if a really tall sub or really short Dom wanted to join.

I almost jump when Master Chase puts his arms around me from behind.

"Come back to me Pretty Boy," he whispers so no one else can hear, "I know you're nervous, but the fun stuff starts now." I whisper my sorry and let him guide me to the table, onto which Nikki has just elegantly hopped and is laying back. Master Chase lifts me easily and positions me so my face is poised over Nikki's hardness. We wait for our Doms' instructions and I'm soon voraciously sucking him down as he does the same to me. I see a cock ring being snapped around Nikki's base at the same time as I feel it happening to me, and see lubed fingers entering him at the same time as a matching set enter me. It's almost surreal, feeling strange when the tempo I'm feeling isn't quite the same as the tempo I'm watching, and serves well to make me forget the very crowded audience despite the vague erotic noises I can hear from out there.

Just when I'm beginning to think the ring isn't going to hold things back for much longer, I'm lifted clear off the table, wrapping my legs around an unexpectedly large body. Master Landon chuckles in my ear as Master Chase guides Nikki to stand.

"Hey there little koala, let's get you fastened down." Even though he's a bit too solidly muscular to be my type, I have to admit the way he can just hold me with no effort is pretty sexy, even more so when he lays me softly down on the slightly padded table. He's really gentle for such a big guy; I guess that's why Nikki likes him so much, as he strikes me as someone who likes tender treatment.

I'm ready for this, as it's the bindings that we practiced, so I relax into being cuffed to the four corners with my head hanging off the edge, clinging tightly to the small bell in my left hand as Master Chase works the plug inside me. I manage to stay still this time, though I can just see Nikki to the side, pleasuring Master Landon with his mouth, until Master Chase approaches my face and I'm suddenly occupied, sucking on his tip. I appreciate that he doesn't use me too roughly, as, even though we're getting to the things he wouldn't tell me, I suspect he won't be the last person in my mouth. I feel the plug being withdrawn and someone enters me, smooth and fast, massaging my thighs, forcing moans around the cock in my mouth. Master Chase lets me go so I can lift my head to see Nikki biting his lip in focus as he fucks me while Master Landon is behind him, definitely playing with his hole based on his whispered words.

I can feel myself building again, regardless of the ring and am almost relieved when Nikki carefully pulls out of me, removing the condom and putting it on the console table with the other paraphernalia. My eyes roll back as Master Landon's much larger cock slides into me and when I can focus again I can see Master Chase has pulled Nikki into a passionate kiss, his hands roaming down his tattooed back and two long fingers sliding inside him.

"Turn around Nikolai," Master Chase instructs, "use Dae's pretty mouth." I open wide to accept him and feel him slide right to the back of my throat.

Instantly I'm overcome by a feeling of fear, clenching my fists hard, terror arriving out of nowhere. Or, if not really just appearing, certainly being present at a time I wasn't expecting. Master Chase does use my mouth, quite often actually, but I realize he doesn't deep throat me often, and thinking back, he's never done it when I've been bound. I feel foolish; I should have known it would trigger me, should have known it would be something that happens when there are three men using me. I feel a cold tear trickle from my eye, shame coursing through me as I think I might need to safeword with my little bell.

Suddenly, Nikki withdraws and I realize Master Landon has stopped moving. Master Chase is by my face, whispering in my ear.

"Are you okay, Dae?" shit, he sounds really concerned. "Do you need to safeword?"

"No, Sir, please. Don't stop. Just...maybe no deepthroating." I feel ashamed of my whispered admission and I know my face is red from more than just the position, but I breath deep. I really don't want my first show to end with a humiliating admission that I can't take it, because I know I can if that one weird problem can just be avoided. Master Landon begins moving again and I moan deeply at how good it feels, which seems to bolster Master Chase, who guides Nikki back to me, whispering in his ear as he gives me the tip, which I lap and suck greedily, feeling bad that I can't seem to do more for him but determined to make what I can do feel as good as possible. I hear Nikki whimper and gasp and I know Master Chase has entered him, holding his hips tightly to control his movements.

I know Master Chase will want to go hard, but before he does he bends Nikki over so we can kiss and he can roam his hands all over my chest, twisting and squeezing my sensitive nipples.

"Please, Sir," I mumble into Nikki's mouth, but aimed at Master Chase, I can feel the precum pooling on my stomach and am getting desperate for relief. He chuckles, but thank god, it's only a minute or so later when I feel the ring go and the two Masters instruct Nikki and I to release, just as they do the same. Master Landon has caught my release in his huge hand, which he brings to me to lap clean, and I can see Master Chase is doing the same with Nikki. Master Landon licks up my mouth, collecting some juices that he accidentally smeared while feeding me.

"Mmm," he purrs, "delicious." He lands a kiss on my lips, incredibly chaste after what we just did, but it feels good, as do the sounds of people reaching their own climaxes around the room as Master Chase unfastens my restraints, carrying me to the playroom, feeling suddenly very sleepy and inexplicably sad.

"You did good, Dae," Master Chase tells me as he massages my limbs, making me feel like very satisfied jelly. But I stiffen at his next words. "Do you want to tell me why you struggled?"

"No, please, Sir." I can't tell him, it's too disgusting and I don't want to think about it anymore. I feel unexpected tears form and blink them back.

"Well, I'm not your Dominant anymore so I won't punish you for not being honest, but when you do have a Dominant I hope you'll remember that they are there to support you. And Dae?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"I'm sorry I allowed Nikolai to deep throat you. That was my fault because we've never done that while you've been tied down..." I don't want him to feel bad, or if he does, then maybe not just about that. I mean, we've never had me being taken by three different men during a private scene either, and if anything was likely to prompt a panic that would be it. But I suppose I did know that was going to happen, although I could have guessed about the oral too. Uff, that's one thing about this lifestyle. It's fucking complicated.