If You Dare - A BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance Novel (10 page)

The moans that came from Alisha were
just as heady as the nectar Zoe was drinking, and the sounds
spurred her on and encouraged her. She slid two fingers into the
woman’s sopping opening and copied what had been done to her,
crooking them upwards and skimming them over Alisha’s G-spot. The
woman arched up and grabbed hold of her head, holding her in place
while she bucked her hips up and down.

Zoe pulled her fingers out of Alisha
and looked up at Dawson as she put them into her mouth, sucking
them dry and feeling her pussy contract when she noticed his hand
still stroking himself over his pants. Other men actually had their
cocks out on full display and were openly masturbating as they
watched the action on the bed and Zoe felt a rush of power as she
realized that they were rubbing themselves because they were
watching her get freaky in front of them.

She felt her pussy quiver again and
her clit pulsed back to life as she bent her head and carried on
lapping at Alisha’s sweetness. The hands in her hair tightened
their grip, but even that modicum of pain thrilled Zoe, who
continued to slam her fingers in and out the other woman’s pussy in
time with the lapping of her tongue.

“Oh shit, Zoe! Just like that, you
sweet girl you!” Alisha was urging her on, and Zoe renewed her
efforts to make the delicious woman underneath her come. She took
her free hand and licked her finger, lubricating it so that the
friction wouldn’t be too intense for Alisha, and then she pressed
it to the girl’s clit and rolled it over the top of it.

As Alisha’s movements became more
frantic, Zoe applied even more pressure and picked up the pace. She
thought about what turned her on the most and lowered her head to
gently lap at Alisha’s pussy lips around her thrusting fingers.
Every time she thrust her fingers inside the soaking pussy at her
mercy, she would make sure she hit against the G-spot, going a
little harder each time.

When she felt Alisha start to clench
and squeeze her fingers with her inner walls, she took her mouth
back to the Alisha’s clit and suckled at it, while lathing it with
her tongue. Alisha’s climax was so strong when it came that it
forced Zoe’s fingers out of her as she squirted juice all over her
hand and the bed beneath her.

Zoe just had time to move her head
before she literally got a face full of love juice, and she sat
back on her knees and watched in awe as Alisha writhed and bucked,
clamping her legs together with her hands between them as she held
on for dear life to the waves of pleasure that were cascading over
her.

As the storm on the bed died down, Zoe
looked across at Dawson and an overwhelming feeling of pride washed
over her when she saw the smile he threw in her direction. There
was no mistaking the fact that she had just done exactly what he’d
wanted her to do, which was a good thing considering that, much to
her own amazement, she had enjoyed it so much.

She looked back at the woman she had
just pleasured, and who had pleasured her, and they smiled at each
other; sexually satisfied and both pleased to have made a new
friend, even if it was only for the evening. Zoe couldn’t believe
how calm she felt. Her nerves from earlier on had completely
disappeared and she actually felt empowered in a weird kind of way.
If someone had told her just a month ago that she would be paraded
around naked in a room full of people and have a lesbian sex
session in front of those same people, Zoe wouldn’t have just
laughed at them, she would have had them committed to a lunatic
asylum.

Alisha pulled herself up to her knees
and leaned forward to give Zoe a hug that was as genuine as it was
warm. Her voice was still a little breathless as she spoke. “You
were amazing.”

Zoe could feel herself blushing at the
praise but she also had an inner glow of self-satisfaction and
pride. Her first time with a woman would be an experience she would
never forget, whether it was ever repeated or not, and she was glad
that it had happened even if it was under bizarre
circumstances.

Alisha climbed down off the bed and
took hold of Zoe’s hand, pulling her to her feet. “I think we both
deserve a drink after that, what do you say, Zoe?”

An alcoholic beverage had
never appealed to Zoe quite as much as it did in that moment. “I
say lead me to the bar.” The two girls laughed and Alisha started
to walk in the direction of the bar, still holding onto Zoe’s hand
as she pulled her behind her. As they passed the row of chairs to
make their way out of the cubicle, Zoe looked at Dawson with a
smile. He gave her an enigmatic smile back, but Zoe was struck by
the almost sad look in his eyes. She was about to stop and ask him
if everything was okay, but Alisha gave her hand another insistent
tug. “Come on girl, before we both die of dehydration.” Zoe’s eyes
were still on Dawson and at Alisha’s words he nodded at Zoe and
then tilted his head to indicate that she should do as her friend
had told her.

~

Chapter Six

~

Sitting at the bar and sipping their
drinks a short while later, Zoe came to the conclusion that she
must be mistaken about the look she’d seen on Dawson’s face. She
had been racking her brains to think of any possible reason for him
to be sad and had come up blank, and she made a mental note to stop
worrying about him and have a good time as he’d instructed her to
do. She was in no doubt that if he wanted it any other way he would
be the first one to let her know.

For now though she was just going to
relax and enjoy the evening, which meant for the time being,
sharing a drink with her new found friend while said friend
recounted some of the things she had experienced at functions such
as this one.

“I remember one time when a sub turned
on her abusive Master.” Zoe’s attention was brought back to Alisha
as the girl started to recount yet another funny story. “She’d
turned up with a black eye that even her makeup couldn’t cover, and
another Dom had taken her to one side and asked her how she’d
gotten it. When she told him that her Master had given it to her,
he was furious and handed her his own whip.”

Zoe’s eyes were huge as she listened
to the tale. “He told her that it was in her hands to terminate the
relationship if that was what she wanted, and that he would not
only back her, but he would take care of her afterwards.” Alisha
laughed and then continued, “You should have seen her Master’s face
when she walked towards him with a whip in her hands. He was
absolutely furious and went to hit her but she got to him first and
turned the whip on him. She gave him a real dose of his own
medicine right there and then with everyone watching and supporting
her.”

“I didn’t think subs did that kind of
thing.” Zoe was learning a lot of things tonight, it
seemed.

“They don’t as a rule, but a Dom is
supposed to care for his sub, both mentally and physically. And
even though a certain amount of pain is to be expected, abuse is a
definite no no.” Alisha wasn’t just good at telling stories. She
was also great at explaining things and putting everything into
perspective.

“Anyway, after she had finished
whipping the guy, the Dom who had given her the whip walked up and
punched him square on the nose, and then informed him that he was a
complete disgrace and that he was taking the sub away from him.
And, to cap it all off, everyone who had witnessed what had
happened cheered and clapped and then threw the bully out. He
hasn’t been allowed to come to any of these functions
since.”

Zoe could have cheered herself. It was
great to hear that people who took this kind of lifestyle seriously
had definite morals and standards that they insisted upon. It was
certainly a relief to Zoe to know that she was in good hands as far
as Dawson was concerned. Although she had never really had any
doubt about that anyway.

A short time later Zoe was once again
laughing at something Alisha had said when she caught the glance of
a young woman who was also sat at the bar. The woman gave her a
friendly smile and then turned to whisper something to the man she
was with. Zoe watched curiously as the man looked in her direction
and then smiled back at the young woman, nodding his head at
whatever it was she’d said to him.

Zoe’s nerves started to reappear when
the couple got up from their seats and started walking towards her
and Alisha. Just like Zoe and her new friend, the woman was
completely naked apart from a velvet collar around her throat. The
man wore a masquerade mask, just like the majority of the men in
the room, apart from the servants. Zoe knew that she shouldn’t
stare, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the woman’s impressive
bosom as her tits swayed and jiggled in time with her
steps.

The pair stopped directly by the side
of Zoe and Alisha and the four of them looked at each other
questioningly. The man was the first one to break the silence by
extending his hand towards Alisha. “I hope you don’t mind my
interrupting.” He brought Alisha’s hand to his mouth and very
gallantly kissed the back of it and then turned to Zoe. “My wife
couldn’t help noticing how beautiful you young ladies look.” He
took Zoe’s hand just like he had Alisha’s, but the kiss he placed
on the back of hers seems to last just a little bit longer. “I have
to say that I agree with her.” He let go of Zoe’s hand, seemingly
reluctant to do so. “She always has had impeccable
taste.”

Zoe wasn’t quite sure how to respond
to him, but thank goodness Alisha had no such problem.

“That’s very kind of you to say so.
Isn’t it, Zoe?”

Zoe took her cue from her friend and
hurriedly agreed. “Yes. It’s very kind. Thank you.”

“Zoe; that’s a beautiful name for a
beautiful woman. My name is David and this vision of loveliness.”
He pulled his wife in tight to him, “Is my wife, Carol.”

“I’m very pleased to make your
acquaintance.” Zoe had to hide the chuckle that almost escaped her
when she realized how old-fashioned she sounded. “And this here is
Alisha,” Zoe said, as she introduced her friend to the
couple.

“That’s another beautiful name. I’m
just surrounded by beauty right now, aren’t I?” The four of them
laughed before David carried on talking. “So ladies, are you here
as an exclusive couple?” He looked back and forth at Zoe and Alisha
with a questioning look on his face, and Zoe was quick to put him
right on his assumption

“Oh no. We’re not a couple at all. In
fact, Alisha and I only met this evening for the first time. I’m
actually here with someone else.” She glanced around the room to
try to find Dawson, but she couldn’t see him anywhere, and her
stomach sank a little.

“Oh, I see. Well, in that case would
you like to join myself and Carol for a little play time?” He
looked back towards Alisha and hastily included her in the
invitation. “You as well, of course, Alisha.”

Before Zoe could say anything, Alisha
had jumped to her feet. “Actually, I’m being heralded by my Master
and his gorgeous male friend. If you’d all excuse me?” She turned
to Zoe and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll ask Master if he
could possibly give your Master my contact information. Keep in
touch, Sweet cheeks.” She didn’t give Zoe a chance to correct her
assumption that she was here with a Master, as she quickly rushed
off towards two very distinguished looking gentlemen and flung her
arms around the neck of the taller of the two.

“So how about you, Zoe? Do you have to
go and join your Master as well?” David’s voice brought her
attention back to the couple standing by her side.

Zoe quickly glanced around the huge
room again, hoping to catch at least a glimpse of Dawson, and she
spotted him talking to a couple of men just a few feet away. He
tilted his head to listen to something one of the men was saying,
but his eyes were on Zoe and he raised his glass in an unsmiling
salute. Zoe would have known him anywhere, even with his mask on,
and she gave a small nod back at him in return before turning back
to David and Carol, feeling relieved that he was close
by.

“I think I’d like that, although I
have to be honest and tell you that I’m not really sure what to do.
It’s my first time attending anything like this and up until
tonight I’ve never been with another woman, and I’d certainly never
had a threesome.” She could feel her face getting red with
embarrassment at her admission. She’d never been particularly
vocal, but she instinctively knew that anything she said here
tonight would be okay. Of course, the fact that Dawson was close by
made her feel safe, and she knew without a shadow of a doubt that
if she needed him, he would be with her within mere
seconds.

Carol took a step towards her and
reached out a hand to place it on the curve of Zoe’s hip, her thumb
rubbing the skin gently. “I can remember my first time as though it
was yesterday.” It was the first time that Carol had spoken, and
Zoe detected a hint of a sexy Spanish accent. “I’d always known I
was bisexual, and after Dave and I had been married a couple of
years we both decided to explore the endless possibilities of our
openness.”