A Night Out

Walking into Club Shameless, Jace orders that I keep my head high. Unlike other subs who must keep their head bowed at all times, he wants me to keep my eyes straight ahead. He doesn’ t want me hiding myself for anybody. I actually don‘t mind so much tonight because the club is dark, and I must admit, the cut really isn‘t too hideous, being not quite three inches in length, the doctor did do a good job stitching it up, but it still makes me flinch when I see it in the mirror. I‘m hoping that Jace is right in that it will look much better when the stitches are out.

After our little tryst at the dinner table earlier, Jace had me put on the sexiest dress that I‘ve ever worn. Although it‘s practically see–through, I feel sexy and powerful in it. Completely made of lace, it has removable inserts that cover the important parts since Jace knows that I‘m not quite ‘there‘ just yet. It‘s a shimmery black lace that hugs my body and ends just below my butt cheeks. In all honesty, I look like a high–end hooker, but that‘s okay being in the setting that we are in.

Jace has me wearing my hair down tonight, so if anything, / can try to hide some of the wound if I really want to, but Jace is right, I need to overcome this. I feel sexy as hell walking beside Jace in four–inch heels and my collar around my neck. His grip on the leash is tight, not wanting to accidentally drop it, and lose me.

We leave both Malik and Owen at each of the exit doors with the club’s regular bouncers, as we come inside. I’m a bit

 

apprehensive about being out in public with a psycho and his even crazier girlfriend or whatever she is, on the loose, but I know that Jace won’t leave my side.

I‘m not sure if Jace had told people to be nice to me, but everyone really seems extra friendly tonight, and even though they are staring at me, they aren‘t staring at my cheek. Their salacious stares rove over my body, only making me feel sexier, and very horny. I‘m not quite sure how I‘m going to get through tonight as I stay by Jace‘s side while he keeps his eyes on the scenes.

“Um, Sir?” I whisper loudly, trying not to attract attention but needing Jace to hear me.

“Yes, Precious…” He holds the door open for me as we head down to the dungeon area.

“Will you take care of me on your break?” I ask a bit sheepishly. I’m not embarrassed of being horny, but I am just a little when it comes to having to ask him.

Jace glances over at me, smirking, “The night is only beginning, and your slutty cunt is already weeping for me?”

Just hearing him put it into those words is a resounding yes. I dare to be a bit more forward in my response to him, “Yes, Sir, she’s starving for you.”

He stops walking and pulls me to him by my leash. His hand slides up underneath my dress to feel my bare sex. He never allows me to wear underwear here because he wants access to it whenever he wants it. A devilish grin appears on his face as he slides two fingers into me while shoving me against the wall.

“Why Precious, you are soaked!”

Master Jace…please!” |

can get you off right here, where others will walk by and see, or

 if I’m ready for strangers to watch me but remaining in this state of arousal for the next few hours doesn‘t sound appealing at all. Glancing up and down

 here, Sir. Please make me come for you right here.” || can tell that the desperation in my voice is

 want to be finger fucked in the open like this?”

 yes, please

 you want to come,

“Yes, Master Jace, please…”

 closer, “You can come just as soon as someone walks by

 order to find my release? If I just

I want to push myself. My body calls out

 why that is. So, biting my lower lip, I stare Jace in the

 panting so heavily that I almost miss

 hard, desperate kiss, “One of these days I will have you suck me off while others are around. That will be your next step into letting

 me and know that anybody walking by will be able to clearly see Jace‘s fingers inside of me and my core throbs even more with excitement. I‘m thrusting my hips keeping the

 starting to thrust them once again, “Oh yeah, this dirty little cunt loves being stuffed full. Moan for me, baby. I want to hear you enjoying being fucked by my fingers so others

 the desire has reached unbelievable levels and I‘m holding onto

to see if it‘s true. Sure enough, a handful of people are watching, one of them being a woman dressed in all black

me as though I may be her next meal, and for some reason, the thought turns me on. “Before you come for me, I want

come for you…I need to come for you, Master Jace.” I

 for them?”

 you wish, Sir, then yes, but

 you looking at them

 what‘s going to happen with me as hot and bothered as I am, and sure enough, I go

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