Her Dark Needs

John arrived alone. He greeted them and said, “I’m sorry, my wife, Samantha, is out in the lobby finishing up a call. She’ll be in shortly. You must be the lovely Emily. Alexander has told me so much about you. But I can see he failed to fully describe how beautiful you are my dear.”As John was kissing Emmy’s hand, Samantha arrived at the table. She was, indeed, stunning. John stood to pull out her chair for her while Alexander stood out of courtesy and turned to greet her. Suddenly Alexander looked as though he had become quite ill. Samantha looked panic-stricken. “Alexander?” she asked incredulously. He’d said he’d never met her before, but imagine everyone’s surprise when Alexander asked, “Serena, what the fuck are you doing here?” There was an awkward silence while Samantha who was, in fact, Serena and Alexander stared incredulously at each other. He had been under the impression that he was meeting with John, who owned an exclusive sex club, and his wife, Samantha.“I don’t understand,” Alexander said, looking hurt, angry, and confused all at once. “Why are you pretending to be John’s wife? What on earth have you been doing with him at that sex club!”“Me?” Serena asked incredulously. “Who is this slut masquerading as your wife?”While John looked more amused than surprised, Emmy decided to be the voice of reason.“Perhaps we should take this somewhere else?” she asked. “I am sure you would prefer to not make a scene in public.”“How dare you speak to me, you little whore!” Serena hissed at Emmy.John realizing, that he needed to take control of the situation, suddenly became stern, “Emily is correct. I’d prefer my reputation not be sullied by a scene in this restaurant. Let’s take this conversation to my place. We can take my car and let our tempers cool on the ride there. Then we can discuss this unusual situation like adults.”His tone left no room for argument. They all rose from the table, while John motioned for the waiter and made their excuses.The car ride to John’s was silent, but with tension one could cut with a knife. If looks could kill, Emmy would have been on the ground, bleeding by the time they reached their destination. Alexander’s face still wore the look of shock he’d had when he discovered that Samantha was his sweet, angelic wife Serena.John’s house was large and elegant. He was clearly a man of great wealth and taste. Emmy found it hard not to gawk as they entered the foyer and moved into the sitting room. The hardwood floors looked freshly polished, while the chandelier gleamed and sparkled. The rich, soft leather of the sofa and matching chairs almost begged for one to sit on them. Decorative pieces of art cleverly placed made it clear that he lacked for nothing.John found himself delighted by Emily. She was a breath of fresh air. Innocent in some ways, but clearly naughty in others. He enjoyed Serena, or Samantha as she preferred, immensely in bed, but he grew tired of her air of superiority outside almanbahis şikayet the bedroom. He supposed some of that was because her husband put her on a pedestal. He knew she was married, but he really didn’t care. He was happy to fuck her and pretend she was his wife while recruiting new members for his exclusive sex club. He had never married, had never wanted or needed to in his mind. He always had his pick of women to ride his cock and to use as he wished, and all without the burden of trying to keep a woman happy in the day-to-day realm.The fact that this couple, Alexander and Emily, happened to be Serena’s husband and his pain slut was a bit of a quandary. Mostly because all he could think about at the moment was how delicious this sexy little redhead would look strapped to his spanking bench upstairs. If he could, he would leave the other two to fight it out themselves while he tested Emily’s limits. But, sadly, that would have to wait.John decided he should start, “So, it would appear that we have a few duplicitous relationships going on here. First of all, I am obviously not married to Samantha because she is actually Serena, Alexander’s wife. Which, of course, means that Emily is not his wife. I imagine she is his submissive pain slut. But, in my mind, the fact that Alexander and Serena have both been pretending to be people they are not is the biggest deception of all. Alex, the doting husband, and father, believes that Serena is pure and innocent, and is totally oblivious to her dark needs, while keeping his own decadent activities a secret. This is, indeed, a bit of a pickle.”“A bit of a pickle?” Serena repeated, incredulously. “It’s a fucking nightmare!”Alexander, finally past his hurt and confusion, hurtled into rage and disgust. “How could you pretend to be my pure, faithful, vanilla wife while you fuck John and, God knows, who else at that club?”“Well, how could you pretend to be my loyal husband while you fuck this slut and likely do all kinds of perverted things to her?” Serena raged. “Do you fuck her, Alex? Or do you just mark her up with a whip and jack off on her tits?”Emmy sat silent. She wasn’t entirely sure what to say at first. Then a thought popped into her head, and then out of her mouth, “John, what type of dark needs were you referring to?”“I beg your pardon, my dear, what do you mean?” John replied, knowing full well what she meant, but wanting to see if she could help guide this conversation more calmly.“Well, you said that Alexander was oblivious to his wife’s dark needs. I am just curious, is she a sub or a domme?” Emmy inquired.Serena started to answer, but John raised a hand and said, “Now, my darling, she asked me, not you. That’s a very astute question, Emily. Samantha, or rather Serena, is a switch. She is submissive to me but dominant to many of the women in the club.”Emmy figured she better think fast or risk losing her Alexander. She’d never find someone to give her almanbahis canlı casino the release she needed like he did. So, she spoke boldly.“Since we’ve all lied here and behaved badly, it would be easy for all of us to be hurt and go our separate ways,” she began bravely. “But what if there was a way to salvage all of this?”Alexander looked hopeful for the first time since before his wife walked into the restaurant. “What do you mean, Emily?”“I mean, since John was lying about being married, he can hardly not accept us into the club without risking his reputation. You can’t bear the thought of touching Serena the way you touch me. But she also likes to dominate women,” Emmy explained.“You’re confusing me, you little whore,” Serena said glibly. “What exactly are you suggesting?”“I’m suggesting that John admit Alexander and me as members, and things continue on as they have been with one minor change,” she continued.“What change?” Serena asked impatiently.“That I spend part of my time at the club being submissive to you. Alexander wanted to join so other men could fuck me because he thought he should save his cock for you. But since you fuck John, I guess that really doesn’t matter anymore. So, if my Sir is willing to share me with you, then we all win,” Emmy explained.John smiled, “I think that is a marvelous suggestion. I have only one requirement. Emily will come upstairs with me now so that I can see what she is capable of handling. The two of you are welcome to come and watch. But Emily is mine for the rest of the evening. If she can convince me that she is the pain slut you say she is, Alexander, then you and Emily can join as platinum members, with complete access to all areas and special events.”Alexander smiled proudly, “Emily can handle anything, she’s amazing!”Emmy blushed, feeling pleased until Serena spoke up.“Well, I’d certainly like to have a turn to cause enough pain to remove that smug smile from her face!” she snarled.“Serena!” John admonished. “You’d be wise to not go overboard, my dear. For if I see you being excessive with your whip on this girl at any time, I’ll give you double.”Alexander looked at Serena and said, “I see no reason to disrupt our lives and the lives of our children with our transgressions. I agree with Emily and John. Please, Serena, I love you. I never wanted to hurt you. I just had no idea that you, well, I didn’t know you liked kinky sex.”Serena sighed heavily. It wasn’t a bad solution, but she wanted to feel like she’d had a say in it. “On one condition,” she said. “Once a month, I’d like to put her on display and have her be submissive to all three of us. I want to show our other members just how much our sweet Emily enjoys being dominated. What better way than to demonstrate how she enjoys the whip from all three of us?”John looked at Emmy, “What do you say, my dear? Would you be willing to let us use you like that, in front of other platinum members only, in almanbahis casino exchange for all that you desire? Then privately, you can continue belonging to Alexander, and Serena will continue being Samantha, belonging to me on nights that they aren’t at home playing the happily married couple with their delightful vanilla sex. We all come away with what we want.”Before Emmy could answer, Serena barked a command at her, “Strip off your clothes, slut. Let your new Mistress see the marks that your Sir has given you.”John was about to chastise her for interrupting until he saw how quickly Emily complied. It was remarkable the way Alexander had her trained.Emmy lowered her head and complied without argument. She stood naked before them, with Serena inspecting her body.“I’m impressed,” she said wryly. “Just seeing the proof of the pain your Sir has inflicted on your body makes me wet. I wonder, does it make you wet too?”Serena slid two fingers into Emmy’s exposed pussy. She was drenched. They both moaned, and Alexander’s cock twitched at the sight of his wife touching his whore. John noticed and found himself growing hard as well. Suddenly, he wanted the little redhead’s cunt in the worst way and knew he needed to fuck her before the night was over.“Serena, why don’t you take Emily upstairs and introduce her to the equipment there, while Alexander and I discuss the business details of their membership. But do not strike her, do you understand?”Serena suppressed her irritation, “Yes, Sir, I understand.”Then she turned to Emmy and said, “Let’s get you upstairs and ready for your session.”After they left the room to go upstairs, John turned to Alexander and said, “I will waive your membership fee if you let me fuck her and use her as my own pain slut here in private sessions once a month.”Alexander was taken aback; he thought for a moment. On one hand, he didn’t want to appear as though he wasn’t in charge of his own sub, but on the other, he’d like to make sure it was okay with Emily. He didn’t want to subject her to anything she wasn’t in total agreement with. He also didn’t want to see her get hurt. As much as it pained him to admit it to himself, he did care about her feelings. Then a clever way to handle this conundrum came to him.“I am on board with that; however, it will mean revising the contract that she has signed. I wouldn’t feel right about such an agreement until she consents to the revision,” he explained, hoping that he didn’t come across weak or foolish for wanting to make sure she was on board too.John, however, was a man who enjoyed rules and respected contracts. “That sounds reasonable,” he said. “But it would appear that she has agreed to the audition as criteria for being admitted. I intend to discover her limit for pain and then I will fuck her.”Alexander nodded, so John said, “So, shall we go upstairs and see what your slut can handle?”When they entered the room, both men couldn’t help but be instantly aroused. There was Emily, naked on the bed with clamps on her nipples and Serena holding a wand on her clit.“Don’t you dare cum, you slut!” Serena commanded. “Your pussy belongs to John tonight and he gets to decide if and when you’re allowed to cum.”