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More than that though, he brought into my life a form of release that I never knew I was missing. Now here tonight, I knew I needed to talk to him again. This time to let him know that there was someone I wanted to dominate myself, and I needed his help to bring this person around. Walking into the VIP room, I knew I would find him there waiting for me. He and I may be best friends, but since that night we had become more than that. He was my dom, and I owed him oh so much!
“Jorden, quelle joie de te voir!” (Jorden, how lovely to see you!) he greeted me as I walked in.
“Germain, merci d'être ici ce soir, “ (Germain, thank you for being here tonight,) I greeted him in return and walked over to him and hugged him.
“Je ne manquerais aucune chance d'être avec toi, Jorden,” (I wouldn’t miss a chance to be with you, Jorden,) he responded and kissed me lightly on my right cheek.
“Awww, Germain tu es trop bon pour moi,” (Awww, Germain you are too good for me,) I answered him back, blushing.
“Tais-toi maintenant Jorden, à genoux tu sais à quel point j'aime que tu sois quand j'entre dans la pièce,” (Shush now Jorden, on your knees you know how I like you to be when I enter the room,) he ordered, changing from my sweet friend to my dom.
I immediately went down on my knees like he had ordered me to, my head bowed in obedience. I knew that if I looked him in the eyes now I would get punished, and while Germain’s punishments were always such a turn on for me, I knew I needed to obey him in order to get what I wanted to tonight, and that was to make Eagle my sub.
Before Germain could begin, he and I both heard a loud commotion from right outside the door. The closer I listened to the angry words that were being said, I knew that one of them was Eagle. I had to really steel myself so that Germain wouldn’t see me rolling my eyes, but let a sigh escape. When Germain walked over to the door and threw it open I stole a glance in that direction, and caught a glimpse of Eagle. There was a fire in his eyes, and he looked like he could demolish the guard with just two fingers, and walk away smiling, acting like nothing had happened or was wrong. I wish that man knew what he could do to me with just one look.
Germain squashed whatever was happening outside the door rather quickly and before I knew it, both he and Eagle were entering the room and the door was closing. I knew I was in trouble the moment my eyes locked with Eagle’s and I saw out of my peripheral vision the smoldering look that entered Germain’s as he watched the silent look that passed between Eagle and me. The problem was at that point, I didn’t care what punishment Germain had in store for me, all that mattered was that Eagle continues to look at me the way he was right now.
Chapter Nine
Eagle
When I entered the room and saw Jorden kneeling the way he was, yes I had questions. So many questions, but the desperate look that entered Jorden’s eyes when our eyes locked, had me keeping those questions to myself.
“Maintenant, qui êtes-vous et pourquoi faire une telle agitation?” (Now, who are you and why make such a commotion?) the man who allowed me to enter asked me.
“Je m'appelle Eagle Bryson et son père m'a engagé pour le protéger,” (My name is Eagle Bryson, and his father hired me to protect him,) I answered in return, never taking my eyes off of Jorden.
“I see, well Jorden is a bit busy right now, maybe you should go back out into the main area and have a drink. I can make sure that Jorden is safe here,” the guy replied back to me. The loathing in his voice was not missed by me.
“Sorry, no can do. I take my job seriously and where Jorden goes, I go,” I replied as I slowly turned away from Jorden, and looked directly at the man addressing me.
He walked up closer to me. I knew his type. He was used to getting his way, and having me tell him otherwise was a bruise to his ego, and he was trying to insert his control again. I wasn’t going to back down though, so he was in for a world of trouble if he expected me to. “I must insist that you go have a drink. I am not into voyeurism,” he spoke to me through teeth that looked like they needed to have braces on them in order to straighten them.
“I have no idea what is going on here, but I am not going anywhere unless Jorden goes with me,” I answered back, getting closer to the man who was trying to intimidate me.
When Jorden spoke, I was a bit surprised, as he had remained silent through this entire exchange. “Eagle, I’m okay, please do as he asks.”
“Are you sure?” I asked back in return.
“Yes, I am. Germain will not hurt me. I will come out as soon as we are done here,” he replied back to me. I looked deep into his eyes looking for some sort of deception but found nothing but an eagerness to please. It wasn’t me he wanted to please though. It was the other man in the room.
I sighed, but I knew at that moment I had to do what Jorden was asking me to do, even though it went against everything that I had ever been taught, or believed in. “I will be right outside by the bar. You come and get me when you are done here,” I told him.
“Promise, thank you,” was all he said before he was once again bowing his head and looking at the floor.
I shook my head in his direction and walked out the door.
Chapter Ten
Germain
What the hell was going on outside that door? I paid Grégoire (Gregory) a lot of euros to make sure no one disturbed me when I was conducting my business at the club. Now there was all this commotion outside, and I couldn’t think. Hell, Jorden came here willingly tonight and was so ripe for the taking, and I couldn’t even focus with the racket outside, was all I could think of. This had me walking towards the door to make it all stop. When I opened the door, I, however, was confronted with a sight that I wish I could just gobble up and never let go.
Before long it was all over, and this gorgeous man was entering the room behind me. All I could think about was how good he would feel bending beneath my will and giving into everything I could think to make him do. Then out of the blue, when I spoke to him, this creature started disobeying me. Did he not know who I was?
Turning around I looked at Jorden and saw the look of longing, and I had only ever seen when he was giving himself to me. No way, was I going to let this interloper steal my Jorden from me, so I had to get him out of the room and as quickly as possible. How dare he defy me? Then Jorden says basically nothing to him, and he obeys. What in the world?
When he left, I turned towards Jorden, glaring at him. He couldn’t see how I was looking at him as he had already gone back to assuming his position.
“Qu'est-ce que c'était que Jorden?” (What the hell was that Jorden?) I asked him quietly, though I could hear the anger that was dripping with every word.
“Je ne sais pas de quoi vous parlez, monsieur,” (I don’t know what you are referring to, Sir,) he answered me respectively.
“Ne me mens pas Jorden! Vous savez ce qui se passe quand vous le faites,” (Don’t lie to me Jorden! You know what happens when you do so,) I spoke, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling his face up to look into my own.
I saw something that looked like fear flash quickly into his eyes, but I was not going to let that deter me from getting the answers I was searching for. “Dites-moi ce que c'était, sinon vous serez attaché à la croix et puni,” (Tell me what that was, or you will be tied to the cross and punished,) I told him as calmly as I could.
“Tout ce que je peux vous dire, monsieur, c'est que je suis venu ici ce soir pour vous demander votre permission de prendre un sous-marin. L'homme qui vient de partir est cette personne,” (All I can tell you, Sir, is I came here tonight to ask you for your permission to take on a sub of my own. The man that just left is that person,) Jorden responded to me.
I was completely astonished that Jorden would even come here tonight to ask me that. Was it that he didn’t want me anymore? I made Jorden the man he has become, did he think I was just going to let him go, just because he asked me to help him make some joker his sub?
“Êtes-vous sérieux en ce moment?,” (Are you serious right now?) was all I could think to ask him.
“S'il vous plaît monsieur, j'ai fait tout ce que vous m'avez demandé,” (Please Sir, I have done everything you have ever asked of me,) he replied back to me.
“Je ne peux pas vous répondre pour le moment. Levez-vous, déshabillez-vous et préparez-vous pour votre punition. Tu as été un mauvais garçon et tu dois apprendre à ne pas me désobéir,” (I can’t answer you right now. Stand up, strip and ready yourself for your punishment. You have been a bad boy, and need to learn not to disobey me,) I told him, walking over to the stand of drawers and looking through them.
I could hear movement behind me that told me that Jorden was doing as he was told. I found the ball gag, that I was looking for, and picked it up, running it through my hands a bit. I then walked over to the right side of the room, pushing the right side of the wall, and smiling when the wall opened up revealing the rack of floggers that I had displayed there. Picking one out, I snatch it off the rack and turn back towards Jorden. His eyes wide with a mixture of fear and anticipation, he stood in front of me, in all of his glorious nakedness. The surgeons that made him a man, were gods in their own right.
“Allongez-vous sur le dos sur le banc là-bas,”(Lay down on your back on the bench over there,) I ordered him. When he obeyed me, I just smiled in appreciation. I walked over to him and handcuffed his ankles to the floor, and then took the silk scarves that I had tied near the bench and tied his wrists above his head.
Silent as he knows he has to be, he just watched what I was doing. “Maintenant, ouvrez votre bouche pour que Je puisse mettre ce bâillon,” (Now open your mouth so I can put this gag in,) was my next order.
Once again doing as he was told, Jorden was totally at my mercy for anything that came next, and I was so going to enjoy this.
Chapter Eleven
Eagle
Let me just say, that I only agreed to leave the room because Jorden had asked me to, not because that guy had intimidated me into leaving. Walking out towards the bar though, I was a little put-out. What was Jorden into and why bring me here, were the questions floating around my brain at the moment.
I ordered my drink, then turned around so I could look at the crowd. All around the dance floor, there were bodies mingling together that were all gyrating to the music that was blaring out of hidden speakers. While the song playing had a nice tune, I was just not in the mood to be listening to this by myself. All I wanted to do was figure out what Jorden was doing, and why we were here.
Jorden
I knew I was going to be punished as soon as Germain instructed me to lay down on the bench. What I didn’t know though was just how angry he had become until he swung the flogger the first time. When it hit me, the sting was more than I had ever imagined. He hit me again, and again, each time the swing was harder than the last.
When this relationship started he had instructed me to come up with a “Safe Word,” that I could use at any time if things became too much. Each hit with the flogger became more and more intense as he kept hitting the same place over and over. I knew welts were beginning to form, the only problem was I couldn’t call out my Safe Word because he had gagged me. Did he do this on purpose? What had I done to anger him so? I couldn’t stop the first tear that fell from my eye and slid down my cheek.
Germain
How could he do this to me? I was so hurt by him just assuming that it would be okay for him to leave me and take his own sub. He had to be punished! He needed to learn that he couldn’t just leave me, so when I hit him the first time tonight, I didn’t stop there. With each swing of my arm, and each sound of the slapping noise of the flogger hitting his skin, caused me to see more and more red until I had completely blacked out.
When I saw that first tear fall from his eyes, I knew I had done something I had promised him I would never do. I hurt him in a way that I had promised him I never would. By gagging him, I made it so he couldn’t say the safe word he had chosen. That tear falling pulled me from whatever abyss I had fallen into. I immediately dropped the flogger, and dropped to my knees beside him, doing my best to wrench the gag from his mouth.
“Jorden s'il te plaît pardonne-moi,” (Jorden please forgive me,) was all I could say over and over again. As he was still tied at the wrists by the scarves, and handcuffed by the ankles to the floor all he could do was continue to lay there, as my own tears fell onto his abdomen.
Jorden
Having the gag ripped from my mouth the way it had been, my lips were extremely sore and felt as though they had been put through the wringer. I couldn’t respond when Germain threw himself upon me and begged me to forgive him. I wanted to put my arms around him, though I was still tied up and couldn’t do so.
Then the next thought flitted into my mind, that Eagle would kill him if he saw me right now. “Germain, tu dois me détacher maintenant!” (Germain, you need to untie me right now!) I demanded as softly as I could.
When he didn’t move right away I urged him again, “Germain, veuillez me détacher. Je dois m'asseoir. (Germain, please untie me. I need to sit up.)
This time he heard me and moved ever so slightly and did as I had requested. “Jorden, pardonne-moi et ne me quitte pas,” (Jorden, please forgive me and don’t leave me,) came his reply. When I looked into his eyes, I could see he was beseeching me with them as well.
“Oui, bien sûr, Germain, mais je dois sortir d'ici et retourner dans ma voiture avant que Eagle ne me voie, sinon il y aura un enfer à payer,” (Yes, of course, Germain, but I need to get out of here and back into my car before Eagle sees me, or there will be hell to pay,) I reminded him gently. The terror of that thought finally entered Germain’s eyes, and he stood up and offered me his hand to help me up.
“Habillez-vous et sortez par l'arrière, j'enverrai Gregory pour lui dire de vous rencontrer à votre voiture à l'arrière,” (Get dressed and go out the back, I will send Gregory to tell him to meet you at your car out back,) was his reply.
I quickly dressed as he had urged me to, gave him a chaste kiss and headed out the back to the waiting car.
Chapter Twelve
Eagle
I was still sipping the same drink when the guy that I had had the altercation with earlier in the evening came up and tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around and saw him, I was not amused.
“Si vous cherchez un autre combat, allez chercher ailleurs,” (If you are looking for another fight, go look somewhere else,) I told him and turned back towards the bar and my drink. Once again I was tapped on my shoulder.
“Ecoutez, Je viens de vous dire que je n'étais pas d'humeur à me heurter à nouveau, alors partez!” (Look, I just told you I was not in the mood to clash with you again, so go away!) I said to him without turning around.
“Le patron m'a dit de vous dire de rencontrer votre ami en voiture,”(The boss told me to tell you to meet your friend out back by the car,) came his brusque reply.
Okay, this had my attention. Jorden had promised me he would meet me here when he was done. The first thought I had was that this guy had hurt Jorden, and was getting him out of the club before the police could find out. I shouldn’t have thought that because I became increasingly angry and wanted to kill someone. This intense anger was new to me.
“Que voulez-vous dire que je dois rencontrer Jorden à l'arrière?” (What do you mean I am to meet Jorden out back?) I asked instead. All I got in return was a blatant shrug of the shoulders, which was the wrong response for me. I didn’t think, I just reacted, and before I knew it I landed a punch to the guy’s face that was so hard it knocked him completely off his feet.
I was on top of him before he could move to get up, “Qu'est-il arrivé à Jorden?” (What happened to Jorden?) I demanded from him.
The blood was really flowing from his nose at this point, which made me believe that I had not only broken it but that I had more than likely dislocated it as well. I wasn’t going to allow this to deter me from getting the answers I was looking for. Though before I could question him some more, two pairs of bulky hands were roughly pulling me off of him and leading me through the crowd. As much as I twisted and jerked, those pairs of hands held me tight and refused to let go.
Out the back door, I was thrown, with “Ne reviens jamais,” (Don’t ever come back,) being yelled at me as the back door closed swiftly.
Jorden
I had been sitting in the back of my Escalade for what seemed like hours, but in all actuality was only a few minutes when the back door was thrown open and two men were tossing out a club-goer, yelling at him to never return. I went to open my door, but before I could the figure stood up and started to brush themselves off. I knew instantly who was tossed out and I didn’t know what to think about it. Eagle had to have done something drastic in order to have gotten that type of treatment. The question was, what was it, and was I the reason?
He must have seen the car at that point because he had started walking towards it. Then the front door was torn open so hard that I was surprised that the door wasn’t completely ripped off its hinges.
“Jorden are you back there?” came the soft question, but I could hear the menace behind the words.
