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Tom helped Ava out of the car at the club, she did her best not to reveal anything when she stepped out. It wasn’t easy with the way the trench coat was designed and with what little she had on underneath. She squared her shoulders and walked past the queue of people waiting to get inside. She could hear someone starting to cat call her and she heard the man’s huff as the air left his lungs. Tom would have landed a punch in the man’s gut; she knew it without looking. Just as she knew the man wouldn’t be let into to the club this evening, and if Zane got wind of the incident; probably never again. The man at the door smiled at her.
“Good evening Mrs. A, it’s nice to see you back,” he told her.
“Good evening, Luther. It looks packed tonight,” Ava said.
“It is. Let any of the boys know if you have any issues,” he reminded her.
“Thank you.” Ava walked into the club with the loud music and the heat that came from all the people inside. Apparently, Luther had radioed one of the men inside letting them know she was there. Because one of them was asking a woman to vacate the barstool that had become Ava’s usual seat. Ava smiled at him as he walked away and got onto the bar stool. One of the bartenders came right up to her.
“Evening Mrs. A, what will it be tonight?” he asked.
“Evening, Martin. Just a regular coke,” she told him.
“Of course, with a twist?”
“That sounds lovely, thank you.” Ava accepted the glass with a decorative lime wedge on the side. She sipped on it as she watched the crowd and wondered how long Zane would let her sit here. She could feel his eyes on her. She did her best not to twist her head and look up to the windows to his office. Even if she did, she would only see a reflection of the club. So she waited, pretending to not know about Zane’s eagle nest. She had almost finished her coke when she felt his presence behind her. She smiled as she saw Tom nod and draw back into the crowd from the spot he had taken to watch her. Next thing, Zanes hand came around her waist, landing on her stomach as he pulled her back to his chest.
“You look amazing, angel,” he told her, and she turned her head, and he kissed her.
“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered, and he gave her an appreciative grin.
“Ready to come to my office?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir,” she told him. She was more than ready. She had been ready an hour ago, she had been ready when they talked on the phone and on the car ride over. She needed her punishment from him.
“Come with me,” he told her. Grabbed her hand and together they made their way through the crowd. “Angels first,” he told her as they got to the stairs up to his office. She smiled and walked in front of him. He let her walk almost all the way up the stairs before he followed her. Ava felt heat on her cheeks at the thought of what he would be able to see from that angle. She opened the door to his office and stepped inside, he had almost caught up to her and Ava had only taken a couple of steps inside when she heard the door shut and felt Zane’s strong arm wrap around her and pull her to him.
“Excellent work, angel. You have done everything I asked you to,” he whispered and kissed her temple.
“I have, Sir,” she agreed.
“You can be such a good angel when you want to. But then you go and do things that make me seriously question your sanity,” he continued. Both of his arms were around her, holding her to him and playing with the belt on her coat.
“It wasn’t that bad, Sir,” Ava objected.
“You and Linda were practically naked in the pool; were anyone could walk in on you. I remember us having this discussion before,” he pointed out.
“Yes, Sir.”
“I think I have dragged this out long enough, have I made my angel suffer, not knowing what her punishment will be?” he asked and kissed her neck.
“Yes, Sir.” Ava felt desperate to know what he had planned for her. It would be uncomfortable, it always was. But she knew it would end in bliss. Zane let go of her and walked over and leaned against his desk.
“Take the trench coat off,” he told her. Ava smiled at him and slowly walked to stand in front of him, on arm lengths distance. She closed her eyes and could remember the music from the club, the heavy beat of it ran through her body as she started to sway to it. Her hands found the belt and untied it and let it fall to the sides. She found the top button and undid it, slowly working her way down the row of buttons, letting the coat fall a little more open for each one undone. When she undid the final button, she let the sides of the coat glide apart and her underwear showed. She shimmied her body and the trench coat flowed down her arms and ended up in a pile on the floor.
“Fuck.” Ava heard Zane almost whisper. She smiled as she twirled in her dance, showing him every angle of her body. His strong hands grabbed her hips and tugged her against him again. “You drive me mad, angel. But at the same time, you are the only thing keeping me sane,” he told her before kissing her with a passion Ava mirrored. “You are coming with me, I have set something up for you,” Zane told her. Ava felt her heart flutter and her stomach fill with butterflies.
“Yes, Sir,” she hurriedly agreed and followed him as he walked toward the bedroom that was beside his office. Ava knew it had been used for meetings with women before Zane had found her. It had been less personal than to bring them to the mansion. Now days it was mostly a place for Zane to keep a spare set of clothing if he needed it and someplace Ava could lie down and rest if she needed when she joined Zane when he worked late. But as they entered the bedroom, Ava saw the difference. The light was dim and on the bed were a pile of ropes. Ava’s butterflies did an extra swoop in her stomach. She liked were this was heading.
“Now, I’m going to tie you up, angel. I need you to understand that I’m the one in control, do you understand?” Zane asked her.
“Yes, Sir,” she agreed. He hummed.
“Do you remember your safe words?”
“Two to slowdown and three to stop, Sir,” Ava told him. They came natural to her after using them for so long. It was a rare occasion when she needed to use them. But every time she had, Zane had stopped what they were doing and checked on her. She didn’t know if she would ever be able to describe how safe he made her feel.
“Good, girl. Now I have a problem. I really like this bra you have on. It’s fucking amazing,” he told her as he walked around her, studying her bra. He reached out a finger and traced the part of the breast that were on the verge of spilling out of the cups. “Fucking perfect. But I have a new toy I wanted to try, and I would need to take this off to use it. Now I don’t know what to do,” he told her. As he thought about it, he let his fingers play over her breasts, teasing her nipples through the thin fabric. Ava did her best not to whimper and not to put her hand between her legs. She was soaking wet and had been for most of the evening. A smile grew on Zane’s face as he bent down and took out the knife he kept at his ankle. “This worked well last time,” he told her.
“Yes, Sir,” Ava told him with her eyes on the knife. He let the blade glide over her collarbone and Ava shivered under the cold steel.
“I need you to keep still, can you do that, angel?” he asked her.
“Yes, Sir,” she told him. The knife traced the line of the metal wire and Ava felt the change in pressure over her breast. Zane was cutting the cups out of it, freeing her breasts but letting the decorative part stay. It didn’t take him long to free both breasts. He put the knife away and took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked, licked and pulled on it. Ava almost came from the sudden stimulation.
“Sir,” she gasped. Zane let his hand grip her throat as he switched breast and gave her other nipple the same treatment.
“I love every part of knowing you are carrying my child, angel. But what has happened to your breasts have been one of the nicest side effects,” he told her. Ava had to smile. “Ready for my new toy?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.” Zane walked over to the nightstand and retrieved something she couldn’t see. He came to stand in front of her and held up two small objects, each encased in silicone.
“Nipple vibrators,” he told her. “Give me a number.”
“One,” she said without hesitation. He smirked at her and placed the nipple vibrators on her breasts. They were put into a loop in the silicone on the top of each object. Then a bead adjusted the tightness of the fit. There were some weight to them and Ava felt a slight pull on her nipples as Zane let go of them. He took out a remote control and switched it on. Ava sucked in a breath of air as she felt the vibrations. She had thought it would only make her nipples tingle a little. But her whole breast resonated the feeling. It was stimulating her in a new way. Zane had walked around her and was once again holding her to him as he looked over her shoulder.
“Do you like my new toy?” he asked.
“Oh, yes, Sir. I like them very much,” Ava told him as she squirmed in his arms. Then the sensation was gone, and she almost wanted to cry.
“Ready for the ropes?” Zane whispered in her ear.