Vulnerable [Suncoast Society] (Suncoast Society #29)(26)

“Yeah. I’ll explain as we go along.” Keith stood, leaving his bag there. “Let’s go watch a couple of scenes and I’ll explain stuff you’re seeing.”

Jesse was glad when he snuggled against Leo that the man draped an arm around his shoulders. It felt right slipping his arm around Leo’s waist.

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Landry and Cris had wasted no time. They were in the new dungeon section, the one the club had just added. With Cris naked, hooded, blindfolded, gagged, and with his wrists and ankles cuffed and attached to the spanking bench, he was completely immobilized.

Keith parked them a respectful distance away, out of the way of other scenes, before he leaned in close to Leo.

“Landry is a heavy sadist, so don’t think that what you see him do is what you have to do. He is only one end of the spectrum, just one way of playing.”

Leo nodded.

Jesse glanced up at him, then caught Keith’s gaze. He wondered why Keith would start Leo out in the deep end of the pool, so to speak, when there were other scenes they could be watching that were far gentler.

Keith arched an eyebrow at him and placed a finger to his lips before returning his focus to the men before them.

Jesse both winced and wanted to adjust his cock as he watched the scene play out. Landry was a sadist, but he was also an artist with implements. He didn’t randomly inflict pain just to inflict it. He treated it like a dance, much the way Tilly did. No small surprise, since Cris had learned from Landry, and Landry had been Cris’ Master before Cris left Landry and took Tilly as his slave, and then…

Hell, he knew the story and it made his head hurt thinking about it.

He hoped it didn’t freak Leo out.





Holy…crap.

There did seem to be an artistry to the way Landry was going after Cris. And he wouldn’t deny the naked man had a nice ass. Watching Cris’ body tense against his bonds with the impacts, interspersed with tender caresses from Landry, it was…like a dance.

Keith explained various implements to Leo and described what Landry was doing. Like checking Cris’ extremities to make sure he was okay, alternating sadistic punishment with sensual teasing.

It was…well, he wasn’t sure he would ever reach that level of sadism in his play, but f*ck yeah, he wanted to do some of that to Jesse.

He tipped his head so he could speak to Jesse. “You let his wife Top you?”

Jesse grinned. “She can be even more vicious than Landry.” He nodded his head toward the ongoing scene. “I know she’s beaten me harder than that before.”

Leo suppressed the urge to shudder. “Seriously?”

“Oh, yeah. And she doesn’t even go all out on me.”

Well, maybe he wouldn’t have to worry so much about hurting Jesse in the bad ways then, if he could take that kind of walloping.

From there all Keith had to do was turn them around so they could watch a man flogging a woman who was restrained to a St. Andrew’s cross. It looked vicious but Keith explained the kinds of floggers the man was using on her weren’t painful at all, more like a massage. From there, Leo watched another woman get paddled and caned. Another scene, far more sensual, with what was called a violet wand being used on the woman before her Dominant forced her to orgasm with a vibrator.

Well, that much he could relate to. He’d actually bought a couple of vibrators for Eva throughout their years together to give him a mechanical assist in getting her over.

By the time they worked their way back to the table over an hour later, Leo’s mind raced. He got what they meant about a wide spectrum of play and finding what he was comfortable with.

“So, what do you think?” Jesse asked. “Would you like to try something?”

“You said we could use your stuff?” Leo asked Keith.

Keith set his bag on the table, where he started unpacking it. “This is the kind of flogger that guy was using on that woman,” he said, handing it to Leo.

Made of soft suede, Leo couldn’t imagine it hurting. “That makes sense now,” he said. “I always thought they would hurt.”

“Oh, some of them absolutely can and do hurt, depending on the material and how you use them. One like this, it’s called a mop flogger. Because you might as well be getting hit with a mop. Some people use them for warm-up, step-down, or transitioning from one kind of play to another.”

Leo handed it back to Keith and picked up a leather strap with a wooden handle.

“Ah, now that one,” Keith said, “is a little stingier. Slap it against your arm.”

He did, a couple of times, until he reached a point it made him wince. Then again, he had a fairly high pain tolerance. Sort of went with being a welder. He was used to discomfort.

“And that,” Keith noted, “is exactly the kind of thing you should do. Smack yourself with an implement to get an idea of how it feels. If it’s thuddy or stingy or whatever. Something like a flogger, I mean, I can tell for the most part what it’s going to feel like unless it’s a special-purpose one. But some implements, if it’s not one similar to something I’ve used before, absolutely I test it on me first so I don’t harm my pets.” He grinned. “Yes, I have even been known to let them use one on me from time to time, so I can feel what it’s like. I think they enjoy that payback a little too much when I do, though.”