Chapter 165: Stephon
Rehearsal went well. They played a few tunes, but only to test microphones and electrical equipment. The day dragged and both he and Matt were impatient to get the weekend over with. They loved their fans and if it wasn't for the attack on Jewel they'd have managed to leave her without their hearts feeling this heavy. Stephon worried about her having nightmares. He knew Angela would hold her, but he wanted Jewel to lie between him and Matt so they could offer comfort. He wasn't used to feelings of possessiveness with women, but with Jewel, he didn't even want another woman in bed with her.
They checked in at their hotel, tried to rest, and then met in Krispin's room before they were scheduled to head back to the coliseum.
"Have you spoken with Jewel?" Krispin asked.
Matt lounged on the floor holding his guitar. "After we landed. We told her we'd call tonight when we get back to the room. We're hoping she takes a nap today so she'll be awake."
"She'll be up. They probably won't even get back to the room until after midnight."
Stephon didn't like what he heard and his voice tightened. "Why is that?"
"Angela's taking her to the club."
"What?" Matt stood suddenly and ran his fingers through his hair.
"You didn't know?" Krispin chuckled slightly. The man was evil.
Stephon looked at Matt and saw the trepidation on his face too. "No, we didn't and it's too much for her. Yesterday morning a man attacked her, and then she learned about us a few hours later. Christ, you think she's ready for a full excursion into a BDSM club? I can't believe you let Angela go without you."
"I was worried about her and made arrangements with Lydia. They'll take good care of your lady."
Matt rested his hand on Stephon's shoulder. "It's probably better that her first time is with the two of them. They'll help her understand and answer questions she might not ask us."
"Either that or run screaming. If she's not at the hotel when we get back I'm kicking your ass." He looked straight at Krispin. "After this we don't have a public show for months and your bruises might fade by then."
Krispin wasn't worried and only laughed. "You two are priceless. She'll be fine. Angela really likes her and who better to show her the ropes?"
***
Jewel
"Strip."
Angela calmly began removing her clothes, folding them neatly, and then placed them on a shelf to the side of the play area.
When they first walked over, Jewel tried not to stare around her at the nudity displayed, but Lydia's words helped her feel less self-conscious. "Most of the nude people are exhibitionists and don't mind if you look. The ones who aren't are often brought in by their Master or Mistress as punishment. Either way it's okay to look."
Now Jewel found herself watching Angela while Lydia secured arm and ankle cuffs to her limbs and then secured her to what looked like an old fashioned pommel horse. Angela's ass was in the air with her legs spread wide.
"Stay with her, but don't talk. I need to grab my bag from the office."
Jewel couldn't believe she was alone with Angela's bare ass and other female unmentionables facing her direction. She was glad Angela didn't talk to her, because she didn't know if she was capable of answering. Playing with a few kinky toys during the night she spent with Matt was nothing compared to this.
Lydia finally came back carrying a bag similar to Matt's. She didn't smile or even nod. The Domme was all business and scarier than hell. She walked up to Angela and placed a sudden sharp swat on her ass. "Did you miss me?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good, I've missed you too. Your Master's not a very nice man."
"No, Mistress."
"He doesn't want you having an orgasm until his return. He even mentioned a chastity belt."
Angela didn't say a word this time.
"Ha, I knew that would get you. I told him if he wanted to put you in one he could do it before he left, but I wasn't doing his dirty work."
"Thank you, Mistress."
"Don't thank me yet. I'm going to drive you crazy and trust you keep your Master's edict." Lydia removed a short whip from her bag. "Let's warm you up first, little bird, and then we'll get going." She walked over and rubbed Angela's ass cheeks with a familiar caress.
Jewel was past embarrassment and the word "shock" didn't come close to covering how she felt. On the first strike of the whip she actually screamed. Lydia turned toward her and winked.
Shit-she was so out of her element.
"Count for me, little bird."
"One, Mistress."
"We'll start with ten. Are you ready for the next one?"
"Yes, Mistress."
The next nine came one after the other with very little time in between. Jewel was actually shaking when the last one landed.
Lydia looked at her. "How are you doing?"
"She's had enough." Jewel tried to tamp down her anger.
"Not even close. Go talk to her."
"Really?"
"Really."
Jewel walked to Angela's head, which was hanging on the other side of the horse. She got down on her knees and looked into her new friend's face. Angela's expression was almost dreamy. Jewel spoke softly because for some reason she thought it was called for, "Are you okay?"
"Yes." It was said with a wistful lilt.
"Can I help you?" She had to ask.
"Yes. Don't judge and just know Lydia loves me. Krispin loves me too and I'm more than fine." A small titter rumbled out of her mouth. "For now."
Jewel gently pulled Angela's ponytail to the side. "Do you have a safeword?"
"Yes, the club safeword is red."
"Okay." Jewel walked back behind Lydia, who took a vibrator from her bag, placed a condom over it, and then dripped lube from a tube, rubbing it over the condom. Jewel gulped.
The Domme walked over and smoothed her hand over a reddened ass cheek. "Now it gets fun, little bird. This is one of the reasons I've missed you so much. Your surrender is absolute and complete. Let's see if your husband has messed up all the work I've done with you over the years."
"Yes..." The tip of the vibrator found home. "...Mistress." Lydia wiggled the toy a little and pushed it further inside Angela's pussy.
She walked back beside Jewel and picked up the whip. "Now we're ready for ten more."
"Yes, Mistress." Her voice wasn't as easygoing now.
The eleventh strike landed, but instead of lifting her arm again, Lydia walked over to her bag. "Very remiss of me, little bird. I forgot the most important part." She took out a remote controller and flipped the switch. She moved the dial until a small cry came from Angela. "Now we're ready. Don't forget to count."
"No, Mistress." The whip landed. "Twelve, Mistress."
Angela was having trouble staying still. Jewel couldn't believe what she was seeing, but her pelvic muscles tightened and her panties grew wet. Twenty couldn't come soon enough.
When the last lash landed, Jewel was breathing hard and trying to get her pulse rate under control. Lydia looked at her and reached her hand out. Jewel could do nothing but take it and follow her over to Angela. Lydia released Jewel's hand so she could skim over the raised welts. "It's important not to break the skin and leave a scar. How's the vibrator feel, Angela?"
"I think I'm going to kill my husband, Mistress." Her heavy breathing didn't diminish.
Lydia laughed joyfully. "Yes, I don't blame you. I'd like to warm your thighs a little. Are you up for ten more?"
Angela groaned. "Yes, Mistress."
"Okay, then we'll get started. Do you want to feel the welts, Jewel?"
"No," she uttered.
"Now, little bird, this time will be harder and I'm turning up the vibrator. It would be better if you used your safeword than have an orgasm. I'll report it to Krispin and no telling what he'll do."
"Yes, Mistress."
Angela might not have an orgasm, but Jewel was afraid she would.
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