Free Club Wonderland by Christine d'Abo

energy in the room was ramping up quickly, which in turn would push the players deeper into the games. He caught sight of Marcus and Justin over by the suspension ropes. Emily wouldn’t know what hit her once the boys got to work. At least he didn’t have to worry about amusing his friends tonight.
    Gael wanted to be a part of the main flow of the evening, but he wouldn’t risk it with Alice here, in case things went too fast. And they were very likely to, especially if Mistress Red got into one of her moods.
    Red loved pushing his buttons, and the temptation Alice presented was likely too great for her to resist for long. Better for him to take charge and get Alice out the door as quickly as possible.
    Tightening his hold, he pulled her through the crowd. Alice’s steps slowed the deeper they went. He didn’t need to look to know she was taking in the scenes around her. With his fingers pressed to her wrist, he could feel the jump in her pulse, the shudders that ran through her at the sound of the moans, the sharp snap of a whip against skin. She wasn’t disgusted. That was a good first step.
    Sidestepping a spanking bench and skirting around a cage, Gael finally found a free side room and pulled Alice in. “Get on your knees in the middle of the room. Put your hands behind your back.”
    The command came from him without hesitation. He was taking a chance, showing her this side of him without any form of restraint, but the time for that was long past. She was here, knew about this now, hell, there was a chance that she might actually want this for herself. However, it was just as likely that Alice would run screaming as soon as she saw the Dom he kept hidden from the world. He’d deal with that when the time came.
    Gael crossed his arms and locked his gaze out on the main floor. He wouldn’t force her to do anything—that wasn’t the point. If she didn’t give this to him freely, then it would be best to end things before his mind latched on to the idea and refused to let go.
    Too late for that.
    Still, when Alice tentatively stepped further into the room, Gael’s heart began to pound. He forced his body to remain rock-like, cold; he didn’t want her to get any misimpressions of exactly what he had to offer. She couldn’t want this. Not really.
    Alice let out a small huff, moved forward another few paces, and carefully got to her knees. “What should I do with my purse?”
    He closed his eyes and gave himself a few moments to get his libido under control. That question, so softly asked, had managed to fire him up hotter than the most obedient of submissives he’d ever played with before. Beautiful, practical Alice, on her knees waiting for him.
    “On the floor beside you.” He kept his back to her, not wanting to see if her hands shook as she complied. “Nothing will happen to your things.”
    After another few seconds, he finally turned to face her.
    Alice had tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ears, fully exposing the side of her neck to him. The fabric of her sundress was pooled around her knees, pulled up to expose her calves to him. From this angle, he was able to look down the front of her generous cleavage, able to see the fullness of her breasts.
    He moved so he stood in front of her. Normally, he’d like to tease any new subs he played with, determining what their preferences were and how far he could push them. He’d never been faced with a neophyte, someone who didn’t know what this world was, let alone what her role within it would be. She wouldn’t necessarily know that there were rules, let alone what they would be. If he were going to give into this temptation, then he had to be careful not to destroy that innocence inside her along the way.
    “There are going to be rules here tonight.” As soon as the plan came to mind, Gael’s body relaxed into the role, back to being his second skin. He could do this, show her this part of him while keeping himself apart. He’d