When the first man gently moved his lips over the other man’s cock, Faith’s pulse began racing. The sight should repulse her. Something told her it should, but just as quickly she discounted that absurd notion.
The man’s eyes cut over in her direction, and for a moment their gazes locked. She should look away, but she found herself unable to do so. A soft, secret smile curved the man’s lips as he worked his mouth up and down his lover’s cock. Then he winked saucily at Faith. She grinned and winked back then promptly scolded herself for being so brazen.
She jumped when Damon put his hand on her arm. She hadn’t even realized he’d returned. He smiled at her. “My apologies. I had to take a call from one of our members. Are you ready to continue?”
Her gaze returned to the two men making love on the silk-covered pallet before she nodded.
The next area featured two couples, one on a couch and the other on the floor, pillows surrounding them. The woman on the couch leaned back against the back, her legs splayed out in front of the man kneeling in front of her. His head lowered to her pu**y, and her hand threaded through his hair, urging him on.
The woman on the floor was positioned on her hands and knees as the man behind her thrust eagerly into her body.
“Partner swapping,” Damon said in a low voice.
Faith’s eyes widened. “Oh, you mean like swinging?”
Damon smiled. “I suppose you could put it that way.”
He cupped her elbow in his hand and pointed with his other hand to an area in the corner. “I think the next few might interest you.”
When she looked up and saw what he was gesturing at, her mouth went dry. A woman was tied to a bed, her arms pulled above her head and secured to the bedposts.
She was blindfolded and gagged. A man held her legs apart and draped her ankles over his shoulders as he thrust into her repeatedly. Despite the gag, Faith could hear her moans of pleasure. Mixed with the heavy slap of the man’s thighs against the back of her legs, it sounded incredibly erotic.
A tingle began in Faith’s stomach and worked its way downward until her clit tightened and strained between her legs. Her ni**les beaded and formed taut points. She crossed her arms self-consciously over her chest, not wanting anyone to see her visible reaction to the scene playing out before her.
Her eyes were riveted, and she was unable to tear herself away from sight and sounds of the couple. She blinked in surprise when another man sauntered to the bed, one hand wrapped around his jutting cock.
The first man pulled away from the woman while the second settled between her legs and immediately began rocking against her. The first man moved up the bed and began toying with the woman’s ni**les, plucking them between his fingers. Then he bent and began sucking and nipping at them while the second man seemed intent on f**king her silly.
All the while, the woman writhed beneath them, her arms straining against her bonds. Faith’s eyes were glued to the ropes around the woman’s wrists, and a peculiar ache settled in her chest as she imagined herself in the woman’s place.
“You like this,” Damon said quietly.
Faith nodded, unwilling to voice her agreement.
“Then come. There’s more,” he said simply.
She followed, though she was reluctant to leave the triad. She wanted to see it played out until the end. Until the men relented and gave the woman her release.
They moved to the back of the room, directly across from the doorway they’d entered. Faith cocked her head in curiosity as she watched a man push a woman to her knees in front of him. He reached for the zipper of his pants and a few seconds later pulled out his cock.
With his free hand, he cupped the woman’s chin and tilted her head up so her mouth brushed against his erection.
“Open,” he commanded.
She dutifully complied.
He arched his hips forward, sliding his c**k deep into her mouth. His hand still cupped her jaw, and his thumb pressed into her cheek to keep her mouth open. He slid his other hand to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he f**ked her harder.
For several long seconds, the only sound was the wet sucking noise as his hips met her cheeks. The image did more for her than the action. Here was a man who obviously exerted control over the woman. He wasn’t loud or obnoxious, in fact, he very quietly uttered his commands, but there was a thread of authority in his voice that sent shivers skirting down Faith’s spine.
The man suddenly pulled back. “Rise,” he ordered the woman.
The woman rose on shaky legs, her naked br**sts bobbing as she caught her breath. The man reached for a wooden paddle resting on a nearby table then motioned the woman over with his hand. Faith’s gaze followed the woman as she moved to an oddly shaped object that was a strange mixture of metal and leather padding.
The center had a scooped-out spot that reminded Faith of an inverted saddle. Its use was made clear when the woman bent over it, the notch cradling her abdomen.
Her legs rested against the inverted V that sprouted from the cradle until her body maintained the exact line of the apparatus.
Her head fell over the other side, and her arms dangled, then her hands grasped at the base to steady herself.
Faith’s gaze flitted back to the man, who circled behind the woman, his steps slow and measured. His fingers curled around the paddle that resembled some old-school discipline stick.
His hand cupped and caressed the woman’s bare ass. Then he pulled the paddle back and connected with her ass cheek. Faith jumped as the smacking sound filled the air.
The woman also jumped then let out a small moan as she settled back into position.
“You are to make no sound,” the man commanded. He struck her again, this time on the other cheek.
Blood rushed to Faith’s head, and her pulse pounded hard against her temples. Her fingers shook, and she curled them into balls at her side.
The man continued his show of dominance, and Faith had little time to ponder her extreme reaction to this particular scene.
She was too busy absorbing it, experiencing the confusing thrill.
“Tell me, would you like to try it?” Damon asked.
CHAPTER 16
Faith jerked her gaze from the couple and stared at Damon in surprise. “I don’t understand.”
“Would you like to take her place?” he asked, gesturing to the woman being spanked. “Of all the scenes, you seem to be the most keenly attuned to this one. You’re here to explore your desires. What better way than to experience it firsthand?”