Jail Bird Pt. 02

"That's a big tub for just one person," Max stated as the stared down at the large jacuzzi tub.

"Oh... you never know, someone might just join you in it on occasion," Kate said, ominously. She tried to keep her cheeks from heating yet the thought of sliding her naked body into that hot steaming water. Feeling the waves lapping at her skin as she moved towards Max in the tub, to his hands on her naked flesh overruled her desire to keep her feelings from showing.

"One can only hope," Max teased.

Kate looked down as the three chirps of her phone let her know what time it was. They still had two more hours to spend together before she had to show up at her club to oversee the nights activities. Then arching an eyebrow when the ringtone she had set for when Carol called rang out from within her purse. "Would you mind giving me a minute?" Kate asked, looking up at Max.

"Sure, want me to wait on the stairs or...?" Max's voice trailed off as he rolled his hand.

"Awe," Kate sighed in her mind. Other than her brother or father, only Jessica knew of her real self, Max was the first man that actually cared about her safety that didn't want to jump into her pants as a reward. "The third floor if you don't mind," Kate said, fighting the urge to kiss those lips of his again.

"Alright, I do want to see if that fireplace works or not," Max said, offhandedly. "You call if you need me," he stated as he lightly patted her hand.

"Of course, my dark knight," Kate said with a slight smile, as she preformed a little curtsy. Her heart fluttered as she listened to his chuckle. She could listen to that sound forever... shaking the thought from her mind. She couldn't falter, she had to make sure Max was the one before she could even begin to think like that. Wishing that her eyes worked so she could see how good Max's ass looked as he walked away. Sighing, opening her purse and pulling out her cell phone turning down the volume of her phone before she activated the TalkBack feature of her phone. Hearing the unclicking of her screen as she held her right index finger over the home button. "Call Carol," Kate spoke softly into the speaker before holding her phone to her ear.

"Mistress?"

"Yes Carol, what is it?" Kate asked, as she sat/leaned on the sill of the window.

"I was wondering when you would bring Max home."

"Why? Why should I tell you?" Kate asked, in a commanding tone.

"I was thinking I could make dinner for him tonight once my shift is over," Carol answered obediently.

"You sure that's a good idea, right now?" Kate inquired as she tilted her head to the side.

"Honestly, I don't have a clue; but I have to start somewhere, why not now?"

"Carol, I know you mean well, and you want to make it up to Max. I get that, really I do, so when I say this know that I'm not saying this to hurt you. You left your own brother in a cell, in prison - Alone! - for six years. I think its going to take longer than a day before Max is even ready to hash it out with you."

"But..." Kate heard Carol's breath starting to stutter.

"I didn't say you couldn't start making it up to him, so no need to cry. I was just saying, its going to take Max a very long time before I think he'll even consider you as his sister again. So if he's not ready to sit down and share bread with you then feed him another way."

"What do you mean?!" Kate heard the confusion in Carol's voice.

"He's a man that's been around other men for six long years, and you're a woman. You do the math Carol. After all you did make him a video of yourself for him did you not? What was the plan for doing that other than to fuck him, hmm?"

"But I'm his sister, he needs someone to lean on right now..."

"Yeah you might be by blood, but by actions, are you really?" Kate asked, pointedly. "Do you really think he's going to open up to you right now Carol? Give him time, after all it's only been a day, let him adjust to life outside of prison walls for a bit. However, that doesn't mean you can't be there with him, maybe not as a sister, but as a lover," she said, sighing into her mind as she ran her finger along her lower lip thinking back to their kiss. "As to the reason of your call, you know when the club closes, so once Max has seen me home the car will drive him home. So I think dinner for tonight is going to have to wait, but... I think I'm coming down with something, so I'll have him home by midnight."

"Thank you, Mistress, for showing me that I can still be in Max's life, even if not as his sister. I have to go."

"You're quite welcome my little pet," Kate cooed blowing a kiss into the phone before Carol hung up. The corner of her phone tapped her lips thinking of what she was going to do once she got home. "Max?!" she called out as she stood on top of the stairs.

"Need something Kate?" Max asked, from the living room.

"How about you and I grab an early dinner?" Kate asked, as she carefully walked down the stairs.

"Your sister won't be joining us this time will she?" Max asked, as he neared the landing of the stairs. Resting his hand on top of the post of the banister.

"Not this time," Kate giggled. "Although if you like I can call her, I'm sure she would love to join us," she said, teasingly.

"I'm going to have to take a rain check on that one," Max said, eyeing her as she neared the bottom.

"How do you feel about pasta?"

"I'm assuming you already have a place in mind?" Max asked, glancing down as Kate's fingers danced along the back of his hand.

"Yes... yes, I do," Kate whispered in a seductive purr. "Come, lets enjoy the quiet of our dinner before we must make ourselves known at the club," she said, as her hand ran up Max's arm coming to a rest in the crook of his elbow.

******

"You sure this is a club?" Max asked, looking up at the plain façade of the brick, four story building.

"Oh yes," slyly waving off her driver she wanted to spend every moment she could with Max alone, "once we enter, you will be stepping into my domain my knight," Kate said, in a libidinous whisper.

"Awful quiet to be a club don't you think?" Max queried, looking over at her.

"Oh? What were you expecting, music, dancing, the wanton moans of the subs being punished by their Masters?" Kate asked, with a coy smile as her hand gripped lightly to his arm.

"Kind of, yeah," Max said, feeling the corner of his lips lifting.

"Naughty boy," Kate giggled. "So, you're interested in the moans of submissive women, hmm?" she inquired, peering up at him.

"Them no, you..." Seeing her cheeks rapidly heating, "I would enjoy hearing," Max said, thinking that her blushing face and the luster of her eyes were very cute.

Quickly looking away, her subs, and namely Max, couldn't see her so flustered. Sure, there had been men to put on the charm, yet Max was the first man she actually believed. Yet she couldn't help but feel how her tight little mound was throbbing, how her nipples were hardening.

"Do you mean that Max?" Kate asked, bowing her head. Her heart fluttered as she felt his thumb and index finger tilted her chin up and slightly to the right. Her ash brown hair dappled along her back teasing her ass cheeks.

"I'm a man of my word, if my word is meaningless then I'm not truly a man, now am I?" Max queried, lightly brushing his thumb along Kate's lower lip.

"No... you aren't," Kate answered feeling his will through his subtle actions. Max might not be like her, yet in a way he was. Otherwise she wouldn't be standing there melting at his words. "Max... am I pretty?" she whispered.

"Very."

"Do you..." Her irritation flared as she heard the hinges of the front door of her club opening.

"Mistress Lin we have been..." A tall, black, muscular man walked confidently down the stairs, his dress shoes echoing off the steps of the building. The street lights reflecting off his smooth, bald scalp. He loved coming here, loved how he was allowed to do as he pleased within the club's rules. Loved to hear the women moan and writhe in pleasure of their pain. He had a plan of slowly taking over, so that he could get his jollies off as much as he could without paying Lin's overpriced membership.

"Do you not see that I am in the middle of something?!" Kate snapped, her head shooting towards the sounds of his footsteps. Feeling Max moving in front of her. Her hand moved on its own, biting the inside of her cheek as she felt the muscles of his back beneath her fingertips.

"I think you've come far enough," Max stated looking up at the man. He could tell at a glance the man never knew a day of hardship. A man that's been fed on a silver spoon all his life could never truly measure up to one who's faced the things those type of men would run away from. He knew the man wouldn't last a day in Lampac. He would have been traded four or a dozen times within a three hour time span, and his ass would have been so worn out he would need a butt plug to keep his shit in.

"Do you know who I am?!" the man asked, arrogantly.

"No, should I? I don't make it a habit of knowing bitches," Max retorted, smirking cruelly. "The question you should ask yourself, do you really want to get by me? Are you willing to take the risk? I've been itching to put a blade into someone," he taunted wearing the look that made many of the prisoners in Lampac think otherwise when they thought to test him.

"What's the meaning of this Mistress Lin?" the man asked, a little unnerved by the man in front of him. The way those eyes of that strange man looked at him left him no doubt that he wasn't boasting.

"This?! This is to teach you to know your place, Darren," Kate sneered as she placed her hand on Max's right shoulder as she walked out from behind him. "This is to teach you I rule here not you," rising to her toes, her lips brushing along Max's ear, "teach him respect, will you do that for me?" she whispered sweetly to him.

"With pleasure," Max said, with a wicked smirk.

Kate wore an evil smile as she listened as Darren tried and failed to flee from Max's grasp. Listening to Darren's grunts as his body tumbled down the man-made stone steps before coming to a rest in front of her feet. "You see Darren, you might come to me to fulfill your desires to lord over women. You will never, ever, do such with me! Do I make myself clear!" Kate growled taking on her Domme role that she so loved.

"Forgive me Mistress Lin, I let my ego get the better of me," Darren groaned as his ribs throbbed painfully.

"That's your second strike Darren, the next one will be a permanent expulsion from my club. Do I make myself clear?!"

"Very..." Darren grunted as Kate stepped on his sore chest.

Kate couldn't keep her cheeks from heating as her hand slid into Max's. "I'm sorry you had to do that Max. It isn't my intention on making you my enforcer but..."

"He needed to be taught a lesson," Max finished for her. "Yeah, I got that the moment he opened his mouth."

"You weren't hurt too badly I hope?" Kate asked, loving how their fingers weaved together oh so well.

"Him? Hurt me?!" Max laughed loudly. "Kate that man couldn't land a punch on me, I've taken on bigger and far more deadlier men in Lampac than that pampered pussy can dish out."

Kate lightly bit her lip; she greatly enjoyed the sound of his laugh. "As long as you're okay; that is all that matters to me," Kate said, moving closer to him.

"Good evening Mistress," the receptionist said as Kate and Max walked through the front doors of Club Diablo. "Who might this be, one of your new subs?" asked the curious woman. Her eyes moved down Max's body noting how his suit jacket sat snugly to his chest, the way his dress shirt paired nicely with the dark material of his suit.

"Genny, this is Max, he's my personal bodyguard," Kate said, her fingers lightly patting Max's left bicep. She couldn't help but feel how her mound moistened rapidly as it became taut. "Please fetch a bracelet for him. Its to show that you work here and are not someone's pet," she said, looking up at him. "Unless you want to be?" Kate felt the corner of her lip lifting at his snort.

"Yeah, that's never going to happen, you know what happened to the last man who tried to make me into his pet," Max replied.

"Oh, and what happened to him?" Genny asked, once she had retrieved the bracelet Kate had asked for. "Please if you could sign here, and initial here," she said, pointing to where, on the form, he was meant to sign. "Please wear this at all times when you're here, we wouldn't want the other Masters' and Mistress' to think you're a free agent."

"A what?!" Max asked, confused.

"Are you not a part of this lifestyle?" Genny asked, perplexed at his question.

"No Genny, Max here, has just spent the last six years behind bars, wrongfully I might add. So, tonight is his big cherry popping event," Kate giggled at her own pun. "As to answer your question... do you mind?" she inquired, before telling events of his past that Max might not want known.

"Sure, go ahead," Max shrugged his shoulders. He felt his heart beating faster as Kate gazed upon him. Closing the clasp of his new bracelet, feeling the cool metal sliding down his skin as he lowered his arms.

"The last man that tried to make Max into his pet lost something very precious to him - his Balls!"

"Oh my!" Genny gasped.

"Yeah, shoved them down his throat too, bet that wasn't in my file, huh?" Max teased as he looked down at Kate.

"No... it certainly wasn't," Kate said, hiding her face behind a curtain of her hair. Silently pleased that Max had put that man in his place. "Genny see that Darren's record shows a second strike on his file," she commanded.

"Of course, I'll see to it right away," Genny nodded. "Shall I write out a letter to formally state that this is his last chance to turn things around?"

"No, I think my foot on his chest was enough of a warning. Come Max, I'd like to survey my club, then retire to my office to go over paperwork," Kate stated hoping that Max couldn't see how hard her nipples were. "If we have time maybe I'll let you watch as I play with my subs," she said, wondering if that was getting a rise out of something. "Genny?" Kate called out stopping in her tracks.

"Yes Mistress?"

"Is Master Delvin in tonight?" Kate inquired. She wanted Max to at least have a taste of what she and her guests partake in.

"Room 213, the one he normally reserves. Shall I page him and tell him that you're on the way?"

"Please do," Kate nodded.

"So, what does a free agent mean?" Max asked, as they walked down the hallway.

"It refers to a sub that no longer has a Master or Mistress. It's not common but it does happen, sometimes it's due to a death, sometimes its just two people drifting apart."

"But I thought given the 'sub' thing that they were... you know," Max said, rolling his hand.

"We Masters and Mistresses take extremely good care of our subs, I'll have you know! We know what they are giving up being put underneath our care. We cherish them like they were our own flesh and blood. We do not abuse our subs," Kate said, taking on a defensive tone.

"I meant nothing by it Kate, it's just maybe I've heard some bad things about this lifestyle and whatnot. That, plus I really don't know what to expect," Max stated trying to placate Kate.

"I know," blowing out a breath, "sorry for raising my voice, its just I take great care of my subs, as do many others, however, there are those - like Darren - that think because they are in charge and the ones dealing out whichever vice gets them off, that they can do as they please to their subs, they don't seem to think about it, but without the subs consent then its basically torture. I won't condone such a thing in my club, if I find out that is the case, then I will do my best in making sure I lure his or her subs away and make sure they are placed with more suited Masters or Mistresses, then I permanently ban them from ever stepping foot in my club ever again," Kate said, her fingers running along the brail that were raised below the room numbers that were printed onto the plastic plates.

Max watched how her finger ran along the metal plate of the elevator. Noting how her lips moved as she read the brail underneath each button. He thought it was cute the way her lips moved as whichever dots represented a number. Watching the light illuminate the button for the second floor.

"Master Delvin is mild compared to the others, yet he is a caring Master to his subs," Kate said, looping her arm around Max's right as they stepped out of the elevator. "I'd like for you to meet him," she stated softly as they turned to the left. Walking down the hall towards room 213. "Are you ready?" Kate asked, looking up at Max. Wondering if he would be put off by the sight or would he get aroused, even a little bit, by it.

"You're going to show me regardless if I'm ready or not," Max said, shrugging his shoulders.

"True," Kate replied with a smile as she opened the door.

Instantly, Max was struck by a wall of moans as he was met with a hanging woman bound in rope, her legs and arms were behind her back as the woman was suspended from the ceiling. The woman's breasts swayed as her chin glistened in her drool. Her blindfold kept her from knowing that she had an audience as she came forcibly for her Master. Max arched an eyebrow as he noted the collar around the woman's neck. The metal tag glinted in the light as it struck its polished surface. Max's eyes glanced to the right as he took note of the bare-chested man, wearing an executioner type of hood. Lowering the wand in his hand as he turned his gaze towards them. Max kept his eyes from looking any lower. He didn't want to know.

"Good evening Mistress Lin," Delvin greeted Kate his hand running along his wife's side as he walked towards them, "is there something the matter," he asked, hoping it wasn't something to do with their membership. His blue eyes ran down the dark, muscular man standing beside Kate. He could tell just by the vibe the man gave off he wasn't a sub. His eyes flickered down at the flash of metal on the man's left wrist. "Well, that explains things, good, Darren has been pushing his luck lately," Delvin said to himself.

"No Master Delvin," Kate shook her head, "I wanted to show Max here a sample of what our lifestyle is like without freaking him out as it were," she said, smirking at her own private joke. "I hope we aren't interrupting anything?" Kate asked, sweetly.

"Of course not, Mistress Lin," Brandy, Delvin's wife quickly answered. "My master was only beginning my..."

"Did I say you could speak?!" Delvin asked forcibly, pinching his wife's nipple.

"Forgive me... Master." Brandy's voice stuttered as she fought back her orgasm.

"You're forgiven," Delvin cooed gently caressing his wife's right cheek. "But she does speak truthfully. Is there anything special you'd like to show him?"

"You wouldn't mind if we stay for a few minutes, I wouldn't want to intrude upon your private time," Kate said, hinting at the reason Delvin and his wife visit her establishment.

"I don't know Lin; we only have the room for the hour..." Delvin leaned in as his wife whispered in his ear. Reaching up pulling her blindfold up so she could get a look at who Lin was referring to. He noticed how her eyes dilated as the man's reflection danced along them.

"Honey, you know how I love this, and that there are few times I want to be swapped," Brandy whispered low. Her draping honey brown hair shielded their conversation from view.

"Yeah, are you saying you wish to be swapped?"

"Yes." Delvin arched an eyebrow at his wife's very quick reply.