CHAPTER 1

Thomas Hall looked down at the naked woman he had tied spread eagle to the bed. He lustfully gazed at her large breasts, her neatly trimmed pudendum and her incredibly long and toned legs. He raised the black leather, twenty-strand flogger he held in his hand. He dangled the tips over her breasts as he prepared to use it. As he did, he looked at her full lips, her sexy upturned nose and finally into her blue eyes. He smiled and she smiled back. What he was about to do – explore his bondage fetish and enjoy a great lay – was all part of their agreement or more correctly his agreement with her husband. He began to warm up her breasts using a rhythmic figure-eight motion. He felt a wonderful tingle in his penis as he did. And it was proving to be an addicting tingle.

For now, Angie Steele enjoyed the kiss of the whip. She knew that would change. Yet, she was looking forward to having the erotic kisses change to sharp bites of pain. She needed to experience the pain and the bondage as much as Thomas needed to give it to her. It would whet their appetites for the awesome sex that followed.

Thomas enjoyed warming her up. He paused to caress her pink mounds then stepped back. He drew back the fall of the flogger and gave each breast a sharp strike.

"Mmmmm," she moaned.

He felt his penis responding to the release of his sadistic needs. He flogged her breasts until they were a medium red and made her strain against her bonds. As a result, he was nearly hard beneath his pants.

"Owww," she groaned as the tips bit into her breasts leaving behind small red marks. Her breasts were heaving as she took in deep breaths. She relaxed when he stopped assaulting them and dangled the flogger over her pussy.

He smiled as he did. "You have awesome legs."

"Thank you." Being a former exotic dancer, she had to agree that her legs were her best asset. She grunted as he began to flog her pussy. Her breasts felt warm and they still stung a little.

Brad Steele watched Thomas flog his wife. He was in another room of his office suite located in an industrial section of George Town, Grand Cayman Island. His office suite included his office, a couple of other room and the dungeon in which his wife lay tied spread eagle to the bondage bed. He was recording everything that happened. He always did.

Six years ago, he was a detective on the Claremont Police Department located thirty miles east of Los Angles. Claremont was an eclectic community with seven exclusive private colleges. He had been investigating a prostitution ring that was operating on the college campus of that fair city. When a close friend and police officer was killed after infiltrating the ring, he became obsessed with solving the case. He was determined to find out who had killed his friend and one time partner. To do so, he went uncover on the campus and met Angie Delany, who was a student at Scripts College and majoring in fine arts.

Angie was a bubbly blond beauty with a petit but well-proportioned figure. She had the most incredible legs and ass that would make most men and women say, "Damn!" He was among those who did. At the time, she was paying her way through college by working as an exotic dancer at the local topless bars. She also preformed sex acts in the parking lots when not on stage. She was making a very comfortable living for both her and her pimp.

Brad was after her pimp. He slowly gained her confidence and convinced her to help with his investigation. The night in which he sprung the trap to capture her pimp and the murderer of his friend turned into a pulse raising evening in which Angie was nearly killed. He had arrived just in the nick of time to save her life. It was an evening that terrified both of them and changed their lives forever.

Dr. Gerald Richfield, a professor of sociology, was her pimp. He was into far more than just prostitution. He catered to the sexual depravity of some of the richest and most powerful people in Southern California. His client list, of course, included movie stars, producers and politicians. Besides prostitution, he was involved in bondage, discipline and sadomasochism. There was nothing too bazaar for him in terms of human sexual needs. As a result, his services were in high demand and he became incredibly wealthy. As a professor on the college campus, he was able to tap into an abundant supply of young females and a few men to supply the diverse needs of his growing clientele. He was sitting on a virtual gold mine.

When he broke this case wide open, Detective Brad Steele was surprised with what he found. As he searched Professor Richfield's office, he found the list of the rich and famous who used his services. He also located the list of his numbered accounts where he had hidden his wealth. For some reason, these items didn't get booked into evidence.

After Dr. Richfield was found guilty of murder and sent to prison for life, Brad emptied the millions of dollars from Dr. Richfield's accounts into his own accounts in the Cayman Islands. He kept the client list in a safe deposit box.

During the trial, he became romantically involved with Angie. At first, it may have been guilt over almost getting her killed. However, in a short time, they had fallen deeply in love. After lots of soul searching, he resigned from the police department, married Angie and moved to George Town, Grand Cayman Island. He had it all – a beautiful wife with whom he was madly in love, millions of dollars in the bank and a chance to live in paradise and do exactly as he pleased.

Six months ago, he became restless. With Angie's help and encouragement, he decided to open a new business that would cater to the perverse needs of those rich and powerful people on Dr. Richfield's client list. They also decided to provide services only to people who lived outside the islands to reduce the possibility of discovery by the police. Together, they had recruited two very attractive submissive women and one handsome and hung submissive male to help them. It was agreed that Brad would be the master and Angie would be the mistress of the realm called BDSM: Behavioral Deviance, Sensory Maturation. They soon discovered the clients on the list were still in the market for the same kind of services Dr. Richfield had provided them. They found that those clients had no problem in traveling to George Town in order to get them.

"Ouch!" Angie cried out as the flogger bounced off her mound of pubic hair just above her slit. She strained against her bonds as Thomas struck her thighs in rapid succession. "Ow," she groaned as the strikes continued and became harder and sharper.

Thomas paused. He gave her an evil smile. He flogged her breasts again making her suck in her breath from the explosion of pain. He laid the flogger on the table next to the bed and stripped. He was hard, impressively hard.

Angie lustfully looked at his manhood. She was impressed by its size. Her breasts were hot. Her pussy was hot and wet. She was hot and needy. She wanted his large cock deep inside of her. She was filled with anticipation when he moved between her tethered legs. "Give it to me," she begged as the tip spread her open.

He paused. He flexed his penis just to make her wait then slowly impaled her.

"Yes. Fuck me. I want it all," she unabashedly shared. "Ohhhhhhh." Pulling against her bonds, she moved her hips up down to his pleasure. "Give it to me."

Brad was both turned and taken aback by her brazen desires. He watched as Thomas enjoyed his wife on his terms. He enjoyed watched his wife moving closer and closer to her climax. He easily read her body language. At times likes this, she was merely an open book of raw sexual desire and need. In a word, she was horny. He smiled as Thomas continued the movement of sexual intercourse.

"More. More. Don't stop." She was wildly fucking him back as much as her bonds would allow.

Thomas pumped her harder and faster. He looked deep into her eyes as he did. He, too, was able to read her like an open book. "Oh, yeah," he moaned. He was now extremely hard as he enjoyed his payment for helping Brad keep his business off the police radar. He stroked her with need.

"Ohhhhh. You're going to make me cum."

"I know I will." Using one hand, he pinched and twisted her nipple. He knew it would send her over the edge. It did.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried as she came like a volcano. She strained against her bonds as her pussy contracted around his cock. "Ohhhhh," she purred as her orgasm lasted a little longer than normal. She wasn't complaining.

Thomas tensed. He erupted. "Yes!" he cried out as he released his load.

"Oh, yeah," moaned Angie as she paid for his protection and silence. She collapsed against the bed. She smiled as he pushed all the way in. She kissed him and enjoyed how he was still filling her up with his hardness. She subtly moved beneath him and got just a little more pleasure from her moment of submission to him and to her husband.

Brad almost came as he watched. He touched himself and was pleased with how hard he had become. He'd make love to his wife later as he always did following one of Detective Thomas's visits.

Brad had gotten acquainted with Detective Hall shortly after moving to George Town. They enjoyed an occasional Caybrew together while they swapped stories and did what all cops did. They embellished their adventures while they continued to bond.

Shortly after he opened his new business, Brad was paid a visit by Detective Hall, who made it abundantly clear he was a good detective by being well aware of the kind of business Brad had opened. He sparred with Thomas regarding the legality of what he doing and made it very clear he was not into prostitution but rather into fantasy fulfillment.

Detective Hall didn't buy it completely and thought Brad was walking on the edge. But he also made it clear he didn't have a problem with what he was doing. He merely wanted a piece of the action to prevent Brad from having to prove his point in a count of law. In reality what he wanted was an occasional piece of ass and the opportunity to enjoy his bondage fetish in return for keeping BDSM off the police radar.

Realizing the value of Thomas's offer and its benefit to his business, he agreed to give Thomas what he wanted. He only had one problem and that was how to do so. Even though he trusted his staff, he didn't want to use them because leaks happen. But he had no viable options so he negotiated time to work out the details.

As luck would have it, Angie came to him a week later. She shared with him that she had some confusing feelings of wanting to submit to him, especially after she saw him with another woman. She made it clear that she wanted to only be a mistress in terms of their business venture. Yet, she had a need to submit to him, to obey him like she had promised in her wedding vows.

He was surprised to say the least by her feelings. He helped her made sense of it by explaining to her that she was a switch. She was both dominant and submissive. Being the compassionate husband, he took control of her to satisfy her submissive needs and desires. In doing so, he found the answer to his dilemma with Detective Hall. He gave her to Thomas, like he was tonight, to hold up his end of the agreement. In addition, he had kept the details of their agreement with the brotherhood of cops. It was win/win for everyone including Angie.

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Thomas withdrew and made Angie quiver as he did. He untied her feet and hands and leered at her nakedness as she stretched. "You belong on your knees sucking my cock," he told her.

"Okay." He is getting more and more demanding, she thought. She got out of bed and knelt in front of him. She lifted his somewhat flaccid penis that was soaked in her juices and his semen.

"Yeah," he moaned as she took him into her mouth.

"Mmmm," she purred as she sucked on his penis while moving her tongue over the tip.

"I'm glad Brad and I have this agreement about you." He stroked her hair as he enjoyed the visual and physical sensation of her oral service to him. "I'll want to see you weekly from now on. I've already discussed it with Brad and he's agreed to the new terms of our agreement," he told her. "Would you like that?"

She looked up at him. She briefly removed his penis from her mouth to answer. "I would. I'll do whatever my master wants. I want to please him," she said demonstrating her submissive side to him and to her husband, whom she knew was watching her.

"You do like the idea," he said when she returned to fellating him with a little more enthusiasm. He felt a marvelous erotic tingle as she did. "If you make me hard again, I'll cum in your mouth. Would you like that?"

"I would." Angie felt a marvelous erotic tingle as well. Her submissive needs were great tonight for some reason. She gently cupped his balls as she worked on getting what they both wanted.

"Oh, yeah, suck my cock," he moaned.

"You'll be sucking mine very soon," Brad said as he watched.

CHAPTER 2

That night at home, Angie was dressed in a sheer light blue nightie. The hem was nine inches above her knees. Her pubic hair and areolae were sensually displayed beneath the silky fabric. As she stood next to the chair in which Brad was sitting, she looked at the Caribbean Sea and another glorious sunset. She enjoyed how he was massaging her ass under the nightie. She was still in a submissive mindset after her time with Detective Hall.

"You are a delightful piece of eye candy tonight," he commented as he enjoyed looking at the outline of her soft nipples in her nightie.

"Thank you, Master. It's an awesome sunset tonight."

"It is. But it's not as beautiful as you."

She looked into his eyes. "Thank you, Master."

"I really enjoyed watching you today."

"I thought you would. Did I really turn you on?"

"For sure, my pet. I was so hard by the time he finished with you."

"I like knowing it turns you on to give me to him."

"It does. In fact, I almost came."

She smiled. "Almost?"

"Almost. But I saved myself for tonight, my pet."

"Thank you. Master." She leaned down and kissed him. "Thomas is getting more and more intense."

"I noticed. I think he's just discovering he's more sadistic than he thought."

"I think you're right. He started out just wanting some light bondage along with some sex. But he's gone way beyond that," she reflected.

"He has. Are you okay with it and now seeing him once a week?"

"Yes, Master. I know it's what you want. Besides, it is giving me something I need as well," she shared.

"I know, my pet. I enjoy satisfying that part of who you are."

"I know, Master, and I'm glad you do. It means a lot to me that you understand and accept my submissive side."

"I love all that you are from mistress to submissive and everything in between." He squeezed a cheek of her tight ass.

"Oh! I love you, Master, with all of my heart. Let me prove it to you."

"Okay. Stand with your back to me between my legs, bend over and grab your ankles.

"Oh, Master," she purred when he massaged her ass and pussy after she assumed the position.

"You have a great looking ass," he remarked. He began to warm it up by spanking her with his open hand.

"That feels good, Master," she shared.

He paused to insert a finger into her pussy. "It must feel good. You're already wet."

"I'm wet because I'm serving you, Master." She drew in a breath when he removed his finger and began to spank her some more. Only, he was doing it harder this time.

He kept spanking her until she was a medium red. He paused while he admired her ass. With her nightie hanging down, he caught a glimpse of her breasts. He smiled an evil smile as he struck her hard two times on the right cheek.

"Oww," she groaned. "Ouch," she added when he spanked the other cheek.

"Stand up and face me."

"Yes, Master." She assumed the position.

"I own you, don't I?"

"You do, Master. I am yours ... all yours."

Reaching along side the cushion of the chair, he removed and handed her a silicone replica of his cock. "Use this and cum for me, my needy pet."

She took the dildo. "May I suck it first?"

"Yes. You'll be sucking the real thing very soon."

"I hope so, Master." She placed the dildo into her mouth. "Mmmmm," she purred as she moved it in and out of her mouth while using the tongue on the tip just like she would be on the real thing shortly.

"You are a good cocksucker," he complimented her. He smiled as he watched her prove she was.

After making it wet, she took it out of her mouth. She lifted her nightie and rubbed the tip over the lips of her pussy. "Mmmmmmm," she purred. "I'm really going to enjoy cumming on this."

"I'm really going to enjoy watching." Spellbound, he watched as she inserted the replica into her pussy by working it back and forth. She paused when it was all the way in. "Mmmmmm. This is making me so hot."

"Watching you is making me hot, too." As she used the dildo for her own pleasure, he unzipped his pants and brought out his already engorging penis. He began to stroke it.

Her eyes were fixated on his cock. "Mmmmm," she purred as she stroked herself with the replica of his cock while watching the real one come to life. She was becoming very excited from doing so in front of him.

"Oh, yeah," he moaned as his penis became fully erect and began to leak. His eyes were fixated on how she was pleasuring herself for him. He noted the juices coating the replica. He was well aware of her moans.

"I'm so close, Master," she whispered.

"Cum for me." His penis flexed in his hand as he exerted his ownership.

"Oh, oh, oh. I'm cumming!" she loudly announced. She convulsed on the replica as she did. She kept stroking her pussy.

"Suck my cock," he ordered.

In the thralls of her orgasm, she leaned down in obedience. She kept pumping her pussy with the replica as she sucked on the real thing. "Mmmmmm," she purred as she savored his juices.

"Yeah!" He grabbed a handful of her hair out of passion. He fucked her mouth.

Sensing he was about to cum, she withdrew the replica. She dropped it on the floor then placed her hands on the arms of the chair and focused on fellating him. She couldn't wait to feel him explode in her mouth. She didn't have to wait long.

"Yes! Take it all."

"Mmmmmm," she purred while enjoying the intensity of his climax along with the taste of his sweet juices. She happily swallowed his nectar.

"I want my cock in you," he breathed after his last ejaculation.

"Yes, Master." Holding his cock, she straddled him, guided it to her pussy and sat down. "Oh, Master, you feel so good."

"So do you." He flexed inside of her. Taking her in his arms, he held her close and kissed her. He enjoyed the amazing sensation of her full breasts and hard nipples against his chest. He probed her mouth with his tongue and got a slight taste of his cum.

She wiggled in his lap and enjoyed how the base of his penis felt against her clit. "This is definitely better than the replica, Master."

He kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you, Master. You tasted extra sweet tonight."

"Watching you with Thomas got my juices flowing."

"I'm glad. You had a lot."

He kissed her and fondled her breasts until he became soft. "Clean me off."

"Gladly, Master." She slipped off his lap and onto to her knees.

"Yes," he breathed as his limp penis disappeared into her warm mouth. He stroked her hair and enjoyed how she was using her tongue while she sucked on his cock. "You are the best, my pet," he complimented her. "I'm glad I own you."

She looked at him. "So am I, Master." She kissed the tip of his penis. "I'd like to serve you in other ways."

"You will, my pet. I could use a drink."

"I'll get it for you, Master."

When she stood, he said, "You look so sexy."

She glanced at her nipples poking into the silky, blue material of the nightie. "I'm glad you think so, Master." She walked away knowing his eyes were glued to her ass.

As he sipped her drink a few minutes later, he had her suck on the replica. "You look so good with my cock in your mouth."

"Thank you, Master. I prefer the real thing."

"I know, my pet. And you will enjoy it again before I'm finished with you tonight."

"I was hoping, Master." She took his replica back into her mouth. She lustfully looked between his legs and touched his flaccid penis.

"You are needy."

"I'm always needy for you, Master," she said taking the replica out of her mouth just long enough to reply.

"Yeah, make me hard. Then I'll enjoy you some more," he promised. He sipped his drink. He smiled over how good her hand felt as it caressed his penis.