Awakening Ch. 03: Planned Punishment

We started off and neither of us spoke. I tried to follow the turns we made, but lost track quite quickly. For a moment I wondered what I would do if he wasn't going to the club at all. Thoughts about how foolish it was to get into a car with a man I barely knew who seemed to have no respect for my limits in a D / s live style skittered on the edge of my consciousness, but I refused to let them in. What was done, was done. And if we were just going to the club it would be undue worrying. As I thought this I again had the distinct impression again that Kaim was amused, but he had not spoken a word and certainly had nothing to be amused by. It made no sense.

We arrived and went inside. He must have grabbed my card from the table, too because he led me through the access gates and inside. Only once the sounds of sex and cries of pain filled my ears and the familiar leather, orange scent, now mixed with arousal filled my nose, did he take off my blindfold.

Many people were milling around the bar and lounge seats and shadows and shapes were visible through the matte glass walls. Yet what caught my eye was what appeared to be a stage, or perhaps dais was a better word, at the far end of this room against the glass maze. A cross like the one I had been tied to last week stood on top, as well as a wing chair, but since it was outside of the normal play areas it didn't make sense. There was nobody on it, either.

Puzzled, I turned to Kaim and said, "I wonder what's that for? I've never seen it here before, have you?"

Kaim never turned his head to me, his eyes were searching the crowd, but he did speak, "For..."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he said nothing more. Yes, for what? Surely it couldn't be.... I cut off that thought.

A moment later I saw him nod once, but when I turned to see what he had been looking at I saw nothing special, only people. Whatever it was, it set him in motion and he led me along with him. When we walked directly towards the dais, my apprehension grew, although I wasn't surprised. Damn.

"Sit", he commanded once we reached the platform and I hurried to sit down on the chair. I perked on the edge of the seat and watched him apprehensively, while he set down a bag then turned to look at me. The corners of his mouth twitched, right before he rolled his eyes and stepped close, gripping me firmly by the neck and hauling me up, then harshly pushing me back down to the floor, until my knees thudded on the floor. A small whimper escaped my lips.

"I would think that's your place to sit, no?"

"Yes, M.." I took a deep breath "Master."

He seemed satisfied and continued doing the hell knows what while I stared at the floor. It was a short while until anything else happened and I had retreated back into myself while I waited, momentarily acknowledging the jumble of emotions in my head while I stared at the floor. Then, close by I heard a gravely voice that I now recognized as Damien's and I looked up in surprise. When I did a shudder ran through me.

"Hi all. Thanks for gathering. Kaim is going to tell you what the tickets you received upon entry are for. Please spread the word to anyone who might be playing right now. Thank you."

He stepped away, but I hardly noticed. A small group of people had gathered in front of the platform and though I still heard sounds of play behind me.

Kaim replaced Damien in front of me, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the crowd, looking over Doms and Dommes, as well as submissives while I listened to the far more charismatic voice that was Kaim's.

"Good evening. You're all probably wondering what the green tickets are for and I heard some of you thought we had perhaps a lottery going. No such thing. Damien and I would like you to, let's say, participate in a submissive's punishment. I know this is a bit unusual, but let me explain."

With his last sentence my mouth fell open.

"Punishments are generally a private affair, but we're aware how this girl has been watching many of your scenes, without ever providing something to be seen. Now there's nothing wrong with that, but we've heard complaints from some about her behavior while she was watching. Until now we haven't been able to do anything about this, because of our own club rules, but now we can and will. Because of this we thought that some of you might enjoy a bit of.. retribution."

He said the last word as if he were joking, but I had the feeling that some of the listeners would not take it so. Perhaps I had not always been respectful while watching, occasionally voicing my displeasure at what I saw, but I thought I had always kept that private. Looks like I was wrong.

"Anyone who came in before she did gets 10 minutes of her time to do with whatever you wish. With all of you here already that means it may get late, but Damien has agreed to keep the club open tonight as long as necessary. So anyone who wants to can have a turn."

While he was speaking one of his hands moved to behind his back and when he explained about the consequences of my lateness his fingers formed a rude gesture that told me exactly why he hadn't made a bigger fuss about me disobeying his orders to be early. I groaned and buried my face in my hands, before I remembered about a dozen people were watching me. I was reminded of this when I heard people laughing and I quickly straightened, a flush creeping up my cheeks.

"I will supervise each session to make sure her limits are adhered to and that if she says her safeword, everything stops." He emphasized the last two words, which I'm sure was intended for me. I quickly tried to do some math. How many people could be interested? Ten? Twenty? What if it was thirty? Three hundred minutes, that was.. wait, five hours? Oh, this wasn't good. Quietly I strengthened my resolve, bracing for the hours ahead.

When I looked back up, a man I did not know had come closer and was conversing with Kaim a few steps away. I couldn't overhear, but I watched as he handed his ticket to Kaim then came over to me.

"I was just leaving..." he murmured and before I could understand what he meant by that I was surprised by him spitting right in my face. In a reflex I wiped it away with my arm. Surprise made way for indignation, but he had already turned around and was walking away, so I sent my glare at Kaim, but he wasn't looking either. Instead, he was talking with a Domme I'd seen playing before with her female sub. Her sub was kneeling a few places behind her, but at a gesture she got up and they both walked towards me.

The mistress looked down at me with a frown on her face. "My girl has been very good tonight.. better than you'll ever be I think. I commend these men for trying, though. Anyhow, she deserves a reward and you're going to give it to her. We have ten minutes, so I guess that means you have ten minutes to make her cum."

I stared at her, speechless, barely aware of her sub sitting down on the chair and hiking up her short skirt. "Yeah, I uh.. don't do girls and.. I definitely don't serve submissives.."

I yelped at the pain lancing through my scalp as I was pulled backwards by my hair, quickly shifting my legs out from underneath me as my back touched the floor. I stared at the upside down face of Kaim, his hands still fisted firmly in my hair.

"Five and six", he said flatly.

Wait.. five and six? He was still counting? What was he counting? He had started in my apartment, but that had only been to three. If this was now up to six then four had been.. when I'd asked him a question. I shut my eyes in dismay. I wasn't supposed to talk. I probably wasn't supposed to disobey either. Was he counting missteps? What was he going to do?

He didn't say anything and just kept looking at me, while he held me down. I swallowed hard and imperceptibly nodded in his grip. A silent acquiescence. He let my hair go and I crawled back to my knees. I wasn't sure I wanted to find out what he would do for punishments incurred during a punishment. I would just have to grit my teeth and get this over with. Avoiding the gazes of the onlookers, I crawled over to the girl sitting in the chair in front of me. This felt all kinds of wrong as I stared at her private parts, being watched by at least half the members here tonight.

I set my hands at her ankles and traced my fingers over her calves and the back of her thighs up to the inside of her thighs and closer to her nether lips. With my hands I gently parted them, looking at her pussy and her clit sticking out a little ways above it. I could feel eyes the eyes on my back and flushed again. I dared a glance up and saw that the girl was watching me avidly from underneath her dark hair and lashes.

The way she was looking at me, all smug and superior fired up my blood and my fingers itched to wipe the smile off her face. When I looked to my side I saw Kaim watching me, his expression unreadable and I bit the inside of my lip to keep from doing something stupid.

I turned back to what I deemed the task at hand. I dipped one finger inside her pussy, feeling wetness coating my finger. I withdrew and traced her juices up to her clit, circling it once then retracing the path back to her wet hole and back up again. I repeated this a few more times until her lips and clit glistened from her own juices. When I looked up again I saw her eyes had closed.

I rested my left hand on her right thigh, lightly pushing to keep it spread, while I used my other hand to begin applying pressure to her clit, rubbing the tiny nub in small circles. I had no real clue what I was doing, despite being female myself, but she appeared to be enjoying it. I brought my left hand in and used two fingers to slip inside of her, stroking her inside even as my other fingers continued to pleasure her on the outside. Her hips pushed up to meet my hands a little bit. As her juices started to flow more freely I caught a strong scent that had me wrinkle my nose. This was so not me. One more glance at Kaim had me rethinking getting up and walking away, though. He would not win this.

Behind me I heard a female voice softly say, "5 minutes..". Damn, that was way too short. I quickly contemplated as the fingers of my one hand kept pushing in and out of her, while the others settled in a random rhythm on her clit. I'd never gotten off myself on just hands, she might not either. I really didn't want to do this, but I was left no choice.

Inhaling deeply, I removed my fingers from her clit and leaned in instead, my nose rubbing the light stubble on her mound as my lips wrapped around her clit, sucking lightly. I darted my tongue out and began lapping at her pleasure center, whilst my two fingers continued rubbing her g-spot. I gripped her hips with my other hand as the slightly sweet and acidic taste of her juices spread out on my tongue. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block out the world as I kissed her most intimately.

She was moaning now and suddenly I felt her hand in my hair as she pulled me closer to her. I was torn between anger at being treated like this by a sub, anger at Kaim for the unfairness of putting me through this, and the total turn on of having my own wishes being ignored. It was so wrong to feel my own panties dampening, even as frustration made my free hand clench to a fist.

Nonetheless I kept tracing circles around her clit with my tongue, softly grazing it with my teeth and alternating it with sucking on it. I could almost imagine what she was feeling. As she pulled me in closer, I increased the pressure and pace of both my fingers and my mouth and with the rising of volume of her moans, I suddenly felt the muscles of her cunt contracting around my fingers in rapid pulses. I didn't stop, though, kept licking, sucking harder even, perhaps slightly vindictive, until the contractions subsided and her moans turned almost to shrieks. Her hand pulled at my hair to tear me away from her and I happily obliged. She laid somewhat limply in the chair and I eyed her with a frown on my face.

If I had thought that would be the worst of the evening I was sorely mistaken. Not that it was all bad. It seems most of the people here didn't want anything too intimately to do with me, which was good in a way and quite sad in another. At first I spent quite a bit of time on my knees. In two cases simply looking down as I was being lectured, other times doing duty as a footstool or side table.

I'd lost my dress halfway through, but at least I still had my panties on. I could handle everything quite well, I didn't humiliate that easily, although I'd reached my limit when I ended up pretending to be a chair for a male sub. A naked male sub. My nails had carved lines in the floor whilst I gritted my teeth, but even that time passed. I was groped my male and female alike and every time I looked over at Kaim his face held the same unreadable expression. At least his punishment was succeeding. I hated this.

After some time, based on the number of people that had been by perhaps two hours later, I started up from staring at the floor on my belly and found myself looking straight at glasses guy. I grimaced, at this point not even trying to pretend I wanted to please anyone, least of all this guy.

"Shall we try this again?" He said, his voice not as friendly as last time. I just looked up and send a glare his way.

He sighed. "You're not learning anything are you?"

I said nothing, just looked at him and raising an eyebrow, impatiently. Besides me I heard a soft "Nine.." and I dropped my head. I took a deep breath before looking back up and said "I'm sorry, Sir. What would you like me to do?"

"Get up, to the cross. Face the wall and get naked."

I did as he said, my feet spread to each end of the cross. My hands grasping the cross up top. He fastened each cuff, tightly this time, then began running his hands over me, just like last time, only now on my back. Shoulders, back, ass, legs, ankles.. I just stared ahead at a very vague reflection of myself. Maybe I should cut my hair? Go for a bit more of a tough look than a cute one? I also had to remember to clean that vibrator tonight, it was just getting so gross in that sink there right now. A sudden pinch in my ass made me yelp softly.

"Answer me."

Oh, had he been talking? Probably wouldn't go over real well to say I hadn't heard him. Let's try..

"No, Sir.. I'm sorry."

"Looks like you can learn after all. I would have spanked you for a wrong answer, but I believe in rewards as well.."

As he said that he moved closer until I could feel his clothes brushing against my backside. His hand curved to the front and began rubbing my clit and pussy. The juices there not lying about my arousal.

"See how much nicer it can be when you just obey, girl? Then you get to feel pleasure.."

I rolled my eyes, glad nobody could see it. This guy really had no clue. His idea of a punishment was making me come? Whatever..

His fingers continued rubbing, but as often as he accidentally touched my clit, he was rubbing all kinds of spots to the left and right of it and I wondered if he even knew where a clit was supposed to be. His other hand came up and stroked the underside of my breast, where it wasn't smashed against the cross. Minutes passed like this, nothing changed and I fervently hoped he wasn't actually expecting me to come from this. But another minute later he suddenly stopped and stepped back.

"Oh right, this is a punishment. You don't get to come." He said in a voice, no doubt meant to be cold. I fought really hard not to laugh outright and was glad again that nobody could see my face. After I regained my composure I muttered, hopefully sounding properly repentant, "Yes, Sir".

The night went on with people I couldn't see, at first. Some spanking me with their hands, one began using a flogger, but after only a minute Kaim told him to stop. Why? Surely he had not noticed I was enjoying it?

Whatever they did, though, none other than glasses guy touched me intimately, or did anything really harsh. At first I thought maybe they just didn't want anything to do with me, but I began to suspect Kaim was giving them instructions. I tried to puzzle out why, but did not come up with an answer.

Simply being tied to the cross and the lateness of the evening began to take its toll and I longed for this to be over. I didn't know what time it was anymore, but the sounds had grown quiet and when I was finally loosened and turned I saw there was only one person remaining besides Kaim and Damien. Unfortunately, Kaim tied me right back to the cross, only facing the room this time. Then my eyebrows climbed as Kaim walked away to the bar and started conversing with Damien while the last guy came over to me.

His hair was blonde, shoulder length and some of it fell across his face. He came close enough for me to notice blue eyes. He was lean, slim even, but his arms looked defined nonetheless. He was frowning, though and I wondered what I had done wrong this time. He stepped in close, his hands grabbing my ribs on either side of my breasts and he burrowed his face in my neck. I took in a sharp breath as he began to kiss my neck, his thumbs running lazy circles over my breasts.

"What the fuck is a girl like you doing with these guys?" He suddenly hissed in my ear. I blinked my eyes a few times.

"What are you talking about?" I muttered softly. "You don't even know me and look who's talking, you're here as well." I hissed back at him.

I stiffened when I looked up and saw Kaim watching me from the bar. I did not need him to count another of whatever he was counting.

"Are they watching?" He whispered into my ear even as his thumbs moved to my nipples, which surprisingly had hardened to his touch.

"Yes.." I whispered back and suddenly his caress turned to a harsh pinch on both sides and he bit my neck. I gripped the chains of my cuffs, exhaling sharply. I saw Kaim and Damien resuming their conversation, right before my scalp pricked from a fist in my hair and I was looking into blue eyes, looking at me urgently.

"You don't even know who they are, do you?" I said nothing. Having no clue what he was talking about.

He jerked on my hair again and I grit my teeth as he whispered again, urgently "Do you?".

"They are.. Doms here?" I tried, slightly confused and a pained expression crossed his face. "Get out while you still can. After tonight, do not come back here, you hear me? And I'm sorry."

He stepped away from me, my mind already replaying his words and trying to make sense of them. I was caught off guard when he slapped one side of my face hard, then the other, before spitting in my face. I stared at him, shocked, but his face was cold. My eyes widened and panic flooded me when he drew his hand back again, his fingers closed in a fist and I braced myself.

"That's enough!" Came a sharp call of Kaim, who came jogging over and relief filled me. My heart still pounding in my chest, but my muscles relaxed. The guy in front of me gave me one more glance then said to Kaim "You're way too soft on them," then walked away. I stared after him in confusion.

Kaim walked up to me then, his fingers tracing across my cheeks for a moment, but when my gaze landed on his face, his thoughts were carefully masked and he withdrew his fingers. He said nothing and just looked at me. As time passed and nothing happened I began to truly feel the exhaustion in my body and hoped that whatever it was he still planned to do, it would be over quick. He stepped away a moment, returning with his bag and said, "I've been watching you tonight. Even during all that you still think you're so much better than them, don't you?"

I said nothing. Neither option for an answer seemed a good one right now. It seemed he wasn't really expecting an answer, though.

"Yet you did better than I expected, only nine. Remember, you still don't get to speak. Utter a word and I add another, clear?" I nodded wearily. I just wanted him to get on with it.